Jiang Xuening fell into a drowsy state when he returned to the room. He reluctantly washed his face and went to bed while it was cold.
When I woke up the next morning, the sky was already bright.
The whole general's mansion was quiet, and there was no sound of the intertwining of gongs and chomping last night. Assuming that the banquet was over, she yawned and got up. After all, she missed the time for breakfast, so she asked someone to fight for herself. After taking a shower, I slowly packed up and prepared to eat at noon.
It's just that she didn't expect that, just drying her hair, the sword book came outside.
Jiang Xuening was shocked for some reason.
Before Jian Shu could speak, her eyes lit up a bit: "Mr. looking for me?"
Instead, Jian Shu was taken aback by her, paused for a moment, and then replied, "Yes."
Jiang Xuening lowered his voice and continued to ask, "Have you guys made food?"
Jian Shu glanced at her faintly, not knowing whether he should tell her the truth or not, but when he recalled the look in the eyes of his husband staring at the table, his back was chilling, he didn't dare to say more, just nodded and said. :"Done."
Hearing this, Jiang Xuening jumped up and clapped his hands: "I knew that Mr. is an immortal, a saint came to the world, and Guanyin Bodhisattva does not have such a good heart. There is nothing delicious on the way, I even asked me to eat peach cakes. I'm tired of it. At the banquet last night, I thought, the cook in Yanlin's mansion is not very good. I didn't expect Mr. today to cook food, you wait for me, I'll be right here."
Sword Book: "..."
Your heart is really not small.
Jian Shu replied "yes" and stood outside, waiting for her to clean up before taking people all the way through the courtyard hall to the front of the Xiewei house.
A few pieces of gray and black bricks are built under the eaves, and there are evergreen trees planted inside.
The house is also unremarkable.
It's just that there are few people here and it's extraordinarily quiet. It's also a house that Yan Lin specially chose for Xie Wei.
At this moment, there are several dishes on the kang table by the window.
Xie Wei sat on the left with a glass of wine in his hand.
It was only when I heard footsteps outside, and no one came in, Jiang Xuening's voice came in to say hello: "Sir, the students are here to invite you!"
Jiang Xuening stood at the door and glanced inside first.
I could see Xie Wei sitting there.
This was the same as when they quietly met in the kitchen of Jinan Mansion, not to mention that the good dishes were already on the table, and she didn't need to cook any more miscellaneous fires. Jiang Xuening's eyes were full of joy.
Xie Wei's eyes were light and airy, and he looked up at her and said with a smile, "Come in."
Jiang Xuening came in with a kindness.
Not only did she come in, she also consciously sat opposite Xie Wei, picked up the pair of ivory chopsticks on the right side of the table, and looked down at the table with joy.
There are five or six of them.
The smoked pigeon is dark red in color, the white jade tofu is tender and juicy, the chicken shredded white fungus soup is bright in color, and the white duck tongue pieces are exquisite. What's more, there is a plate of lamb meat in the middle, and I don't know how to use the sauce. , the surface of each slice is soaked with oily luster, and some shallots are placed on the side.
Just the smell wafts out, which makes people drool.
Jiang Xuening was about to stretch out his chopsticks, but when he looked up, he saw Xie Wei sitting opposite her drinking. He couldn't help but looked at him carefully, then looked at his chopsticks, and wondered, "What's wrong with Mr. No chopsticks?"
Xie Wei looked at her and said, "I was full yesterday."
Jiang Xuening pondered that this meant "not hungry", turned the chopstick around, and said tentatively, "Is that all made for me?"
Xie Wei took a sip of wine and smiled: "Are you my student?"
Inexplicably, Jiang Xuening felt a chill behind him.
But at the moment of delicious food, Xie Wei's appearance has not changed compared with usual, and he has treated her so well recently, but his original vigilance about this person has disappeared, and he is not thinking about it at this moment.
She was so happy, she picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.
The meat is really tender and delicious.
only…
This taste seems a little sour
Jiang Xuening tasted it, thinking that it was because the sauce he brushed was more unique, so he might not know what new flavor it was.
So I quickly grabbed another piece.
However, when she took a bite and chewed it into her mouth, several strands of sour water were mixed with the fat of the muscles and were all squeezed out, filling her entire mouth.
"vomit!"
I don't know how many years of old vinegar, the sour taste made her face wrinkle, she covered her mouth almost immediately, and spit out the piece of meat towards the dishes on the side!
However, the sour taste is still in the mouth.
She was so embarrassed that she couldn't even utter a word, and hurriedly reached for the water: "What's the smell!"
Xie Wei casually handed over the wine cup he had drank two sips.
Jiang Xuening took a sip without looking at it, raised his head and took a sip.
Then…
The slap face, which was already wrinkled into a ball, instantly turned ashen, she choked the wine cup, covered her throat and coughed violently: "Cough, cough cough! Thank you, cough cough! Xie Ju'an, you— Cough cough!"
It's like having a tuberculosis.
Her face was flushed red, extremely sour and extremely spicy, all in one mouth, rushing up to the top of her head like a ball of fire, and she couldn't spit it out!
Hate to die on the spot!
Xie Wei looked at her not at all surprised: "Why, it's sour?"
Want to get rich and kill yourself? !
Jiang Xuening has never eaten something so sour in his life!
After hearing the other party's words, how can you not understand
This is simply to treat her on purpose!
She only hated herself for not paying attention - the surnamed Xie was ruthless and ruthless, and she was clearly a devil in hell. How could she be fascinated and dare to think that he was a god and a saint with a good heart
The taste was indescribable.
Jiang Xuening almost fainted.
She didn't have any time to answer Xie Wei's words. She only searched for tea all over the room, but she couldn't find a teapot. go.
Xie Wei glanced at her and didn't stop her.
Swords, pianos, swords and books are all in the courtyard.
Both of them heard the movement of rummaging in the room.
However, seeing Jiang Xuening's appearance of being poisoned, he couldn't help but sigh.
Jiang Xuening was more familiar with Jianshu, and her voice was hoarse after a few coughs. At this moment, she was even more afraid of being heard by someone Xie who was smaller than a needle in the room, so she grabbed Jianshu and lowered her voice: "Quick, serve a cup water!"
As she said that, she wanted to vomit again.
Jianshu's eyelids jumped, but he didn't dare to be held by her for too long, so he hurried to carry the water.
What a big tea cup.
Jiang Xuening took it and poured it for half of the cup, and felt better, but there was still a lot of sour and spicy taste in his throat, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what!
Xie is to die!
Jian Shu looked at her expression, his eyelids twitched, and he whispered, "Mr. is not happy, and the food is not delicious, there are some."
Jiang Xuening was almost out of anger.
It is not delicious to describe
It's like using the strongest burning knife to make a cup of vinegar for her! It will cost you half your life to drink it!
She raised her head and drank the remaining half of the tea, then handed it back to Jianshu's hand, waved her hand and walked outside.
Jianshu asked, "Where is Mr.?"
Jiang Xuening looked back at Xie Wei's house, only to feel that the whole house was emitting black air, how could he dare to take half a step inside? After a cold shudder, he said, "Don't, don't look for me again! Your husband's brain, ahem, is wrong..."
As she spoke, her voice drifted a little.
The whole person seemed to be stepping on the clouds, his body was weak, his feet were weak, and he wandered out of the corridor as if he had only his last breath left.
Sword, Qin and Sword looked at each other in writing.
After a while, I heard a calm voice in the room calling: "Jianshu."
Jianshu shuddered and went in.
The table full of dishes barely moved.
Xie Wei stood neatly beside him, lightly wiping the few drops of vinegar and wine on his fingers, as if he had done nothing just now, and said in a low voice, "Take them all. feed the dog."
Jianshu's scalp was numb, and he said, "Yes."
He cleaned up everything on the table and took it out.
Daoqin glanced at it and shook his head.
Jian Shu had lingering fears in his heart, and lowered his voice: "Because Ning Er and the prince?"
Daoqin said: "Almost."
Jianshu wondered: "But it was silent before..."
Daoqin said: "If it can be done early, why should it wait until now? You don't have to worry about it, sir."
Jianshu motioned him to look at his hand: "Then this?"
Daoqin looked at it and stopped talking.
The two looked at each other again.
In the end, Jianshu should accept his fate first, walk over from the side, and deal with these things that he spent all morning trying to make. Just two steps away, he stopped again, hesitated for a while, turned his head and asked, "Daoqin, what do you think if the dog eats it?"
"… "
Obviously, this is an extremely likely problem.
Daoqin was silent, thought for a while, and said, "Either the dog dies or you die."
Sword Book: "..."