"Brother Ren Yue, brother Ren Yue, wait for me!" Seeing Ren Yue riding away, Sheng Jiaoxue was so excited that she didn't care about anything else, and chased after her with her skirt.
I ran a few times in small steps, probably feeling that I couldn't catch up with the speed of Yingxue's hooves, and saw Ren Yue's figure disappearing into the sky, but he paused in a fit of anger, and stomped his feet lightly a few times.
"Brother Ren Yue didn't wait for me..." Sheng Jiaoxue was a little annoyed and disappointed, she muttered to herself, then she remembered something, turned around sharply, and shouted at Sheng Yaoshan: "Brother, hurry home!"
"Hey, good!" Seeing that Sheng Jiaoxue had no intention of missing the downtown area, Sheng Yaoshan was so happy!
This kid Ren San is still useful, at least it makes Jiaoxue stop shopping, ouch! my feet! Sheng Yaoshan secretly laughed, and couldn't help stamping his sore calf again.
In Dingguo Mansion, the provincial capital, at lunch time.
Chef Tang took Yuanzi to take over everyone's meals for the first time.
Although it was still early spring, there were still fine beads of sweat on the heads of Chef Tang and his disciples.
Cai Mi followed, silently busy with chores, chopping firewood, carrying water, and of course, along with Chang Sheng, went to the market to buy ingredients for today.
"Chef Tang." Just as Chef Tang was flustered with his work, Liu Xian sneaked out from Mr. Songtao at some point and quietly came to the kitchen of Duke Dingguo's mansion.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince!" Chef Tang hurriedly bowed to salute.
"Chef Tang, Chef Wen and the others are not here at noon today, you have to behave well!" Liu Xian came in shaking his head, his round eyes kept looking at everything in the kitchen.
It seems that the tooth-fighting festival came first.
"This... I wonder what His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince likes to eat?" Chef Tang showed embarrassment, put down his work, and immediately started talking to Liu Xian.
"Ah. Well... In fact, the prince has been in the palace for a long time, and he mainly eats court dishes, so what can be said is only some court dishes." Liu Xian coughed a few times, walked forward slowly, with a complexion Calm, quite royal majesty.
"I would like to hear more about it." Chef Tang respectfully moved the seat. Ask Liu Xian to sit down and talk.
"Actually, the food in our palace has always been monotonous." Liu Xian paused and touched his nose with his hand.
"Monotonous?" Chef Tang was stunned. He said that there are a hundred dishes in the palace, and all the ingredients are tributes, but His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince said monotonous? !
Cai Mi quietly hid aside, and when he turned around, a sneer flashed in the corner of his eyes.
"Well, I eat those eight treasures every day." Liu Xian muttered.
"Bazhen?" Chef Tang was curious.
"Dragon liver, phoenix marrow, leopard fetus, carp tail, horned bird roast, scarlet lips, bear's paw, and crispy cicada. There are eight kinds in total. They are the eight treasures." Liu Xian said listlessly.
"This...is it still called monotonous?!" Chef Tang was terrified when he heard this, not to mention eating or seeing these things, or even hearing about them for the first time!
"Oh, but some side dishes are quite delicious." Liu Xian blinked his eyes a few times, and continued slowly: "Chicken breast, pouch tenderloin, four big catches, four big sauces, four big crisps, small candied buns, peas Yellow, kidney bean yellow."
"These...are side dishes?!" Chef Tang's shiny forehead became even brighter at this moment. Sweat profusely.
Cai Mi was elated when he heard it from the side, "Hey, chicken breast, pouch tenderloin, four big catches, four big sauces, four big crisps, small sugar steamed bread, pea yellow, kidney bean yellow." The appearance of a plate of familiar food.
"It's a pity. These side dishes are not often eaten. Father often said that the taste has changed and is not as delicious as before." When Liu Xian said this, he couldn't help but lowered his head a little melancholy.
"Your Majesty..." Cai Mi muttered a name in her heart, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help getting a little moist.
"Hearing what His Royal Highness Ninth Prince said, there are some small dishes that Xiaomin can cook. Why don't you try it at noon today and let His Highness Ninth Prince comment on it?" Chef Tang heard the series of dishes that Liu Xian said just now. "Small dishes" in the name. Some seem to do it themselves.
"Chef soup can cook? Great, I'll have those side dishes for lunch today!" Liu Xian slid down from his chair excitedly.
"Your Highness Ninth Prince, let's go back to Mr. Songtao's place quickly. Dinner will be ready later. Your Highness, enjoy your meal." Chef Tang persuaded with a smile, and when he left, he stuffed Liu Xian with a handful of fried tenderloin skewers .
At lunch time, the two dining tables were extremely lively.
"Mr. Ren, I have caused you trouble these days. Hehe, it was a coincidence this morning. We went out to find a small courtyard, which looked quite suitable, and we will move tomorrow." At the dining table, Chef Wen borrowed With a hint of wine, he bid farewell to Ren Yue in advance.
"Father...let's talk after dinner." Gentle tugged on La Wen Shouzheng's sleeve.
"Hehe, congratulations to Chef Wen, where is the house? Is it suitable?" Ren Yue asked calmly, as if it was the first time he heard about it, and he didn't know it before.
"It's quite close to the downtown area. When the move is over, please invite Mr. Ren to visit, hehe, but of course it can't be compared with Mr. Ren's residence." Wen Shouzheng said modestly, but there was a hint of complacency on his face. look.
"If Chef Wen needs help, just ask." Hearing that Wen's family is going to move, Sheng Yaoshan answered immediately.
"Thank you, General Sheng. Xiaomin doesn't have many belongings with him, and the small courtyard has everything, so there's nothing to move."
"Hehe, Chef Wen just needs to get used to it." Ren Yue slowly put down his chopsticks and said in a clear voice.
Because it is a "small dish" ordered by Liu Xian, it is neither spicy nor salty, and the chicken breast is smooth and delicious; Unique; Xiaotangwotou is exquisite and sweet; pea yellow and kidney bean yellow are even more irresistible.
Although Ren Yue has a picky mouth, as long as it is not oily or greasy, not fishy or smelly, and not spicy, it is acceptable.
Finally, there was a meal that could be eaten, and Ren Yue let out a sigh of relief.
"Teacher, Ren Yue is also optimistic about your residence. The location is quite convenient. Although it is not big, it is comfortable and convenient." Ren Yue put down his chopsticks and said slowly to Mr. Songtao.
"Hehe, you can go and get it done, if it's convenient. Let's move in tomorrow! I don't have any luggage either." Mr. Songtao replied, smoothing his beard.
"So, Ren Yue will go to check in this afternoon." Ren Yue said.
Just after lunch, everyone in the group felt a little sleepy. Spring sleepiness hit, and it was a good time for a nap.
In the garden of Duke Dingguo's mansion, it was quiet, only the shadows of the trees and the wind blowing against each other.
Ren Yue strolled in his garden with his hands behind his back. Walk lightly.
In the distance, there is a piece of pink like clouds, which are peach blossoms blooming in early spring.
I still remember that when I was four years old, in the Ren Mansion in the capital, such a green peach blossom bloomed. That night, Taoist Tianyuan appeared and taught me the superb flower swordsmanship.
Today, even though it is thousands of miles away in Xi'an, the green peach blossoms in Duke Dingguo's Mansion are still blooming.
Ren Yue sighed. Move among the flowers.
A few years passed in a flash, and there was no news of Master. I only left enough medicinal bath powder for myself to soak every day.
Under the green peach tree, Wen Wen was alone in a state of mind.
A cloth dress with pink floral prints, without makeup. The slender figure is hidden in the snowy green peach petals.
"Miss Wen!" Ren Yue's heart trembled, and he walked over slowly.
"Miss Wen is also so elegant?" Ren Yue stepped forward.
"Young Master Ren!" Rou Rou bowed his head and saluted.
"You made me laugh. The garden is full of spring scenery, which really attracts people to stop." Gentlely lowered her head, not looking into Ren Yue's eyes, for fear that the lonely man and widow would be misunderstood again in this spring-filled garden.
"Hehe, Miss Wen also likes this green peach blossom?" Ren Yue raised his hand, gently folded a branch with flowers at the stem, and put it in his hand to play with.
"Although this green peach blossom is beautiful, it's a pity..." Ruan He hesitated.
"Huh?" Ren Yue felt strange.
"Although the peach is beautiful, it will not bear fruit after all." Rourou sighed softly.
"Why is Miss Wen so sentimental?" Ren Yue felt surprised, the garden was full of prosperity, why would a girl of fancy be like this
"The flowers bloom but have no fruit. But they are still colorful. I don't know when they fall, they are crushed into dust under the tree, only Feng Xiaochi." Looking at the peach blossoms full of trees tenderly and emptyly, his thoughts are far away.
"Although the flowers bloom without fruit, the trees are full of fragrance when they are young. Maybe in the world, there is a person standing close to me. For three lives and three lives, I only wish to have peach blossoms with you for ten miles." Ren Yue's voice was empty and distant.
At this time, the spring breeze suddenly blows, and it coolly blows through this colorful green peach forest.
The wind swayed the trees, and the trees were full of colorful fallen leaves, swaying and misty for a while.
The rain of green peach blossoms fell silently on the gentle hair and dress.
Rourou was flustered for a moment, she put her hand on top of her head, trying to avoid the sudden peach rain.
A piece of pure white wide sleeves spread out like a wind like a cloud, supporting a piece of white and bright peace for the gentle head.
Wen Wen subconsciously removed the arm covering the top of his head, raised his eyes to search, Ren Yue's wide and white sleeves were calmly propped on top of his head, and his jet-black hair was as soft and loose as a cloud. In the past, Ren Yue's fair neck extended to his smooth shoulders, along with his undulating chest, exuding a warm radiance. The deep eyes, like the stars in the night sky, are bright and far-reaching.
At this moment, those bright eyes met his own.
Gentle immediately felt a little strange, a feeling that the heart skipped a beat, which instantly dissipated into a slight burn on the face, and quickly lowered his head.
Under the wide white sleeves, Ren Yue raised his other arm, and gently helped Wen Wen remove the scattered peach petals in his hair, because he was holding the broken flower branch in his hand, and it was a little difficult to pick off the petals , inadvertently, then gently inserted the flower branch into the gentle hair, and continued to carefully pick and remove it.
The warm eyes showed concern, not the iceberg arrogance of the past, but warm and bright like the spring sun.