After losing a bottle of sauce, the atmosphere of Donggong's professional rubbing team was sluggish.
The sauce for these days is getting less and less. I am used to the taste of the previous days, and then dipped in a little sauce, I really feel that this steamed bun is tasteless and tasteless.
So the people found that the energetic spirit of the prince and his party was gone, replaced by slumped heads and dejected expressions.
It seems that the assassination is still a thorn in their hearts.
In particular, the prince, who had worked hard these days, was assassinated by an assassin disguised as a commoner. It should be very sad.
The prince is really sad.
"It's all Gu's fault." He sighed, "If it wasn't to protect Gu, Qingzhang wouldn't have thrown the sauce bottle out to save Gu."
Everyone thought that they could only eat white steamed buns in the future, and they had to eat boiled dry steamed buns on the way back, so they fell silent.
"Your Highness, it's not your fault." Xie Xun couldn't stand their resentful woman appearance, and stood up and comforted.
"Yeah." The prince nodded with a stern expression, "Bo Yuan, you said, if you lost one bottle, you only have three bottles left."
Xie Xun's intuition was a little wrong. He frowned and looked at the prince. Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly felt hopeful eyes from a circle of people.
Seeing that he was silent, the prince continued to sigh, shaking his head and saying: "Three bottles, only three bottles, such a small three bottles..."
Xie Xun:…
Is this kidding him
Could it be that he still hides the sauce bottle and eats it in the steamed buns at night? !
"Cough, my wife didn't expect that I would share this bibimbap sauce for everyone to eat, so I only made the amount for myself, which is more than enough for a month's amount." Xie Xun said speechlessly.
The prince nodded in agreement: "Ah, indeed, my cousin would not have thought of this." Although he agreed on the surface, he sighed in his heart. It's not that Jiang Shuyao hasn't seen the cheeky people of Donggong (including him). What can't you think of? It seemed that they acted too restrainedly and failed to impress her.
Xie Xun twitched his brows: "Your Highness, be careful, my wife and you are not cousins."
The prince giggled and said: "Brother and sister, brother and sister, please." He stood up and put his arms around Xie Xun's shoulder, "Bo Yuan, who are we and who, don't be cautious."
Xie Xun: … Forget it.
The prince and his colleagues are the top of the group of young talents. They have made great achievements in political affairs, but why is he so detached from his usual actions? He often feels powerless, and he feels that he will work with them for the rest of his life. Will not bring their illusions.
A group of people ate the bibimbap sauce bitterly, not even letting go of the attachments on the bottle. After finishing the work, they stayed here for three days and rested, and everyone was ready to return to Beijing to resume their lives.
Hurry up when you come, and don’t delay when you come back, but you don’t need to be in such a hurry.
In this case of embezzlement on the river embankment, the prince's party has done everything perfectly, strengthening the embankment, winning the hearts of the people, capturing corrupt officials, and of course, by the way, they also escorted a group of assassins to Beijing.
Because the prince was almost assassinated, the prince didn't dare to take it easy any longer, and the young general stationed near the state capital personally led the army to escort them back to the city.
Life here is bitter, haha, living like a year, and Jiang Shuyao's life is as peaceful and peaceful as ever.
Since Zhou shi learned to cook with her, the two have been thinking about food every day, and they have to go out for a walk.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shuyao felt very guilty. After all, supervising the construction of the river embankment was a chore, and it was even more likely that she would encounter danger. She had to think about him no matter what.
Just when her guilt reached its peak, an urgent letter was sent to Duke Xie's residence.
Xu Shi was the first to receive the news, and when he heard the word "expedited", he was shocked, and then when he heard that it was expedited by the way of the prince, he was even more panicked.
Xie Li also lost his composure in the past. He is an old fritter in the officialdom. His first reaction was to think about the interests behind the embezzlement case on the river bank. , could it be...
And at the same time the family letter was delivered, there was also a message from the prince: Don't make a statement.
With a shake of his hand, the tea cup almost fell.
"You give it to your younger brother and sister, you don't have to tell your mother at this time." He pondered and said solemnly.
Xu shi nodded in a panic, calmed down, and hurried to the third room.
Jiang Shuyao was thinking about Xie Xun when she saw Mrs Xu hurried over and handed her the letter tremblingly.
"This letter was sent by the prince as an expedited delivery, and the prince also said not to make a statement." Mrs. Xu came out of the tray, so that Jiang Shuyao could have a better idea before opening the letter.
Jiang Shuyao's heart sank, thinking that he lived comfortably in these days, without caring about his husband, and it hurts even more.
She took a few deep breaths, opened the letter with trembling hands, and the first thing that caught her eye was the densely packed handwriting that was squeezed in and past, with different handwriting for your sentence and my sentence.
... ? ?
Jiang Shuyao was stunned, and after a closer look, he found Xie Xun's handwriting on the first line.
After saying some homely things, I asked her if she was okay, he was all right, and he would return to Beijing soon. When I wrote this, I turned my pen and was about to write down some delicate thoughts of the young man, when I suddenly stopped.
Then, a line of dashing fonts broke into his eyes.
"Is brother and sister all right?"
Jiang Shuyao's nervous and confused thoughts were smashed to pieces, and patiently read the prince's rambles, nothing more than how miserable they were, how frightened they were when they met the assassin, and the point was how pitiful they were after the sauce was gone.
Behind it is Lin Cheng, who is also close for a while, and it is mentioned on the sauce. Various handwritings followed, some claiming to be the nephew of her fourth aunt in the next room, some claiming to be the son of her mother's close friend when she was in Jiangnan, a letter from home, which was abruptly ruined by them into a classmate record.
In the end, the letter paper is full, and those who can't write will also squeeze out a line of words in the corners.
Thousands of words, summed up in six words: Thank you in the East Palace for having you.
After Jiang Shuyao read the letter, his expression was even heavier than before he opened the letter.
The prince's "don't make a statement" probably also felt that it was too embarrassing to do this.
Xu Shi was too frightened to breathe, and whispered: "Brother and sister, but, what bad news..."
Jiang Shuyao recovered and shook his head: "It's not."
Seeing that her expression was still heavy, Mrs Xu swallowed: "Then why do you look like this?"
Jiang Shuyao sighed and looked into the distance: "I'm just trying to suppress those rebellious thoughts." For example, with the Donggong team, can the crown prince be able to sit firmly? The prince was almost assassinated this time, should the officials of the East Palace reflect on their usual unreliable behavior
On the second day after everyone in the East Palace set foot on the return journey, Jiang Shuyao's "love package" arrived successfully.
When Xie Xun received the burden from her, before he could react, he was surrounded by a group of people who appeared out of nowhere.
"Hey, why is the burden so big, and the bread inside is a wooden box?"
"If it's a sauce bottle, I'm afraid there must be ten bottles!"
"Hi-" Someone gasped.
"Look at your unpromising appearance." Lin Cheng was triumphant, "You know the sauce bottle sauce bottle, haven't you ever thought that there is something better than the sauce bottle?"
He shook the fan, suave, like a contemporary strategist: "For example, the sauce jar!"
Everyone exclaimed in unexplained admiration: "Brother Lin, see you, Brother Lin, see you!"
Xie Xun pushed them away, his face was cold and indifferent, but in reality the villain in his heart was jumping on his feet - annoying, annoying.
He put the bag on the table and opened it carefully, and it turned out to be a wooden box.
His hand was on the lock of the wooden box, and everyone's eyes followed.
Xie Xun: "... This is something my wife sent me. I'm going to open it now. Should you avoid it?"
It's really not very good. Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and walks out of the room silently, leaving a row of bleak backs for Xie Xun.
Only then did Xie Xun open the wooden box, and there were two letters on the top floor, one for narrative and one for exhortation.
Xie Xun picked up the narrative letter and read it carefully. Jiang Shuyao's words were still ugly, but in Xie Xun's eyes, they were really cute. She didn't like to be cunning in writing letters like ordinary people, but she wrote whatever came to her mind. After reading a letter, it was as if she was standing in front of him and talking for a while.
There was a smile on Xie Xun's face, and the exhaustion of many days was completely dissipated at this moment.
Xie Xun was a young man who knew the feeling of love at the beginning, and was inevitably young, and read a letter over and over again.
The group of people waiting outside the house was impatient: "Why so long?"
"Why don't you go and have a look?" Someone suggested.
They nodded and tipped their heads secretly, and saw Xie Xun holding the letter and reading it carefully.
The people who were so aggressive just now that they were going to continue to use a cheeky face to break into the world swallowed their saliva.
"Then what, who just said to ask him?"
The person in the front immediately took three steps back, the person standing in the second place was confused, and then retreated after waking up, and then it was the third person's turn to be confused...
The little general who was in charge of escorting them back to Beijing stepped into the inn and saw this strange scene—a group of people were walking around in circles in the corridor, not knowing what they were doing.
He hugged his chest with a puzzled look on his face. All those noble sons in Beijing look like dogs, how can they seem to have a bad brain
After Xie Xun finished reading the letter, he picked up the second letter and read it.
This letter is more business-like, and instructs the simple recipes of the sauce and bacon sent.
bacon
Xie Xun put down the letter, opened the bottom of the box, and saw a large box of sliced bacon.
The bacon has been marinated, boiled, and smoked. As long as it is placed in a dry place, it can keep mosquitoes and flies free for ten days in Futian.
Xie Xun thought for a while, took out the sauce jar, reconciled the wooden box, and put it in a cool place.
For the time being, it's best not to let people who are outside circles know about it, otherwise there will be some ridiculous things that will happen if you don't know.
He walked out of the house holding the sauce jar, and everyone who was chasing me and I was chasing you happily stopped.
They looked down and saw the jar in Xie Xun's hand, showing a satisfied look.
A group of people followed Xie Xun downstairs honestly. The little generals had already led the lieutenants to sit down. They were born in the army and they were completely different from the noble sons who grew up in the capital.
"We'll set off early tomorrow morning." What little general Lianliu disliked most was this kind of civil servant from Beijing, "Don't delay, if no one arrives when we set off, we will still hurry."
As soon as these words were said, the smiling face of the person who was grinning and preparing to say hello just now froze.
After Lian Liu finished speaking, he ignored them, ordered Xiao Er to serve the food, and said, "I want meat."
Since it was impossible for everyone in the East Palace to sit with the other soldiers, in the end they could only sit at the same table with Lian Liu.
The food was naturally close to the table, and Xiao Er glared and put up a few bowls of stewed meat.
He felt panicked after not eating meat for six days. When he saw the stew coming, he swallowed, thinking that he wanted to grab more meat, and if he wanted to eat only meat, he couldn't eat the rest of the rice and soup.
Just as he was about to move, he was stopped by someone: "His Royal Highness is still in the future."
He was stunned, the prince actually wanted to dine with his subordinates
Before he could digest this fact, he saw the pampered noble sons from the East Palace raised their hands and said to Xiao Er, "Bring me two steamed buns."
"I want, too, take three, big ones!"
"Give us a basket directly!"
He: ... Who is the pampered one