Ninetieth bowl of soup (6)
Ruan Yi gave a rare sigh, with a very humane helplessness on his face. He is no longer the child who could only be bullied by others. After becoming a general, there are many people who want to please flattery. He refused to accept all the beauties who gave him jade food, fancy clothes, and beauties, so no one knew what he liked. Most people don't dare to pester them. It's really rare for Miss Zhao to publicize their marriage contract outside.
Qing Huan really likes his expressions. In her opinion, Ruan Yi is too dull, holding everything in her heart, not telling anyone, and never confiding. This is of course his own personality, but if he holds it in for a long time, he will get sick. This is also the reason why she usually makes fun of him. She has a straight face all day long, and only three points of her beauty are left.
They didn't care what happened to Ms. Zhao, Qing Huan took a melon seed and put it in her mouth, Ruan Yi followed her gaze towards the window. The two of them talked here, since Xia and Shuihan took their children to play by the window. Although the child does not speak, his big eyes reveal his curiosity and desire for the world.
"You haven't seen what Shui Han looked like when he first brought him here, skinny and skinny, with amazingly big eyes, and no flesh on his body at all." Qing Huan said, scratching the cat's ears, and the cat was Licked her finger and went back to sleep. "It looks better now. At that time, I was really skinny. Life in the palace was not easy."
Ruan Yi nodded: "His status is really embarrassing. The emperor doesn't pay much attention to it. His mother died again. Coupled with his humble background, it is not easy to survive."
"Yes." Qing laughed. "So I have an idea."
"Um?"
For some reason, Ruan Yi suddenly had an ominous premonition. In fact, she has been like this since she was a child. She has many ideas and a flexible mind. It seems that there is nothing in the world that can hinder her. But at the same time, her way of thinking is different from ordinary people. For example, Ruan Yi's disguise as a man, if others know about it, there are only two choices, one is to report, the other is to turn a blind eye and keep a respectful distance, but she does not. Not only did she not keep a distance from him, but she also got close to him, and even found the best teacher for him to teach him martial arts and art of war, and asked him to take the initiative to invite Ying to fight at the border as a man.
Qing Huan is different, even if she stands in the crowd, she will never be unknown.
"Ah Ruan." She leaned over and was very close to him. She had a faint medicinal fragrance on her body. Because of her poor health, she couldn't do without the decoction. She is not feeling well.
But Ruan Yi didn't understand what Qing Huan wanted to say, all he knew was that her eyes were shining brightly, so touching, it seemed to be able to seduce people's hearts, make people follow her willingly, act like cows and horses for her, and dedicate their lives for her.
"The best cook in the world, the most exquisite embroiderer, the most brilliant doctor, and the sharpest spy... are all my people. Now I only need the most powerful general in the world. Ah Ruan, are you willing to follow me? "
Ruan Yi nodded without thinking, and then asked, "What do you want to do?"
Qing Huan did not answer his question directly, but looked at the child. "How does Ah Ruan think I'm doing?"
Ruan Yi said: "Hard work, freedom."
Difficulty refers to the situation she was in when she was a child. Freedom is something she has won by herself, and it is also how she lives now. What she was looking for had always been these two words. Qing Huan laughed: "People in the world don't like girls at all, even most girls are like this, let alone merchant girls. My aunt wants her son to show off in front of Lord Hou, so she hides your good daughter body. My parents are Love me, but it's a pity that I left early, leaving only the big family and a group of people like wolves and tigers. It's really hard to live. I have been careful since I was a child, guarding against someone poisoning me, and day and night I have to guard against someone wanting me This little life that stepped into the coffin with half a foot. Later, when I grew up a little bit, I had loyal servants by my side, and I had some means. I snatched back the property and carried it forward. Today, I am in control of the country. The lifeblood, stomping the emperor's dragon chair will not sit still." She said, laughing again: "But look, those people have to rely on Xu to survive, but still look down on Xu, because I am a merchant , another woman."
Listening to her, Ruan Yi felt that something was about to come out, but he couldn't explain it clearly, so he just stared at her, hoping that she could explain his confusion.
Qing Huan smiled slightly: "Look, Ah Ruan, I control the lifeblood of the world, and you have millions of soldiers in your hands, what do you care about the eyes of the world? If nothing happens at this time, do you have to wait until I die? I don't have long Very lively."
Ruan Yi didn't like to hear her say this, and frowned: "You will live a long life."
"Life and death are determined by God, and there is no need to force people." Qing Huan can see it openly, she has never been a person who insists on dying, living is a gift, but dying is a rule. "Ah Ruan, if I don't marry, you don't want to marry either, okay?"
Ruan Yi hummed: "I never thought about getting married, it's okay to live like this."
Qing Huan said: "If you don't get married, you don't get married, but I don't want to live like this."
Ruan Yi looked at her, looked at each other and smiled, and then Qiqi looked at the little prince who was brought to play by the window by Cong Xia Shuihan.
For a meal on the 18th floor, Lao Hou personally took part in the battle, frying, steaming, frying and cooking in the kitchen, and the work was in full swing. He just wanted to show off his skills in front of Miss Zhao right now. As for Miss Zhao—he had long forgotten that she had been thrown out just now after being silent. Anyway, she didn't care about face. good.
Ms. Zhao made a mess outside, but her voice just didn't live up to expectations, and she couldn't speak a single word. She is in a hurry now, what if she becomes a mute? She still hasn't sung many songs, hasn't memorized many famous poems through the ages, hasn't become the top talented woman, hasn't swept all the beauties out of her harem! This is different from what was written in the novel. How could you treat her like this? !
So even though today's goal was not achieved, and she did not meet her fiancé, General Ruan Yi, Ms. Zhao weighed things up and down, and went to see a doctor first, after all, she still needs this mouth to speak out her talents.
Waiting for the shopkeeper just added some ingredients to the cup of tea, drank it for a while and lost his voice, it won't hurt his life, so he just tossed around and left it alone regardless of the effect of the medicine.
How did she know that this Ms. Zhao is a staunch member of the Consumer Protection Association, and she has never surrendered to the evil forces, so she must seek justice for herself. So after the doctor gave herself a bowl of bitter and smelly soup, she rushed to the 18th floor with her servants in a murderous spirit, and she must ask the shopkeeper to come out and give an explanation, otherwise the situation will be ruined!
It is really the first person in history to smash the 18th floor.
Miss Zhao doesn't care who owns the eighteenth floor, Mrs. Xu? It's just a merchant, with no status. In ancient times, it was a businessman, a farmer, a businessman, and a merchant ranked last. They are simply pariahs!
Qing Huan didn't know what Miss Zhao was thinking, if she knew, she would definitely laugh. Ms. Zhao, who insists that she is a free and equal modern person, did not feel that her various behaviors were weird in ancient times, but she also thinks that businessmen are cheap, as the ancients thought.
Because of her status as a merchant girl, Qing Huan has already been picked on countless times. It stands to reason that with her ability and methods, anyone who knows should be afraid of her. But if you look at those people in the Hou Mansion, they know that she is powerful, but they still talk about disrespect, which is the trouble caused by this identity.
In fact, not only her, but also most of the ladies from other merchants. No matter how beautiful and talented she is, and no matter how rich her family is, she is not qualified to be the wife of a penniless scholar. It's ridiculous.
Miss Zhao was making a fuss outside, threatening to smash the scene, but the shopkeeper was busy in the back kitchen. Hearing Xiao Er came to report, he waved his hand casually: "Whatever she does, let her see what she can do. Miss is still here." Well, don't let her disturb the lady and other guests, call me!"
On the 18th floor, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is full of talents, even the waiter is a character. Usually honestly and honestly, but the violence in his bones is not inferior at all. Since the shopkeeper let it go, of course they would not be polite, and it would be strange if they didn't beat that ignorant woman into a pig's head.
Qing Huan and Ruan Yi also came to the window, followed the little prince's gaze and looked down, only to see that Miss Zhao was thrown out and she was thrown in an ugly state, a white towel from the waiter was thrown on her shoulder, and she spat: "Damn! What kind of thing dares to come to our 18th floor to act wildly, even if the royal relatives see it, they have to be courteous. What are you, what do you think of the 18th floor as a place? Rubbish bastards who shamelessly show their faces, hurry up Go back and look in the mirror at your pig-headed face, do it again, I won’t beat you to death!"
Ms. Zhao has been lying for a long time since she traveled here, and no one has dared to treat her like this. She lay on the ground blankly, only to realize that she was beaten by a lowly waiter, this is terrible! Although the servant she brought is strong and strong, he is no match for the little girls on the eighteenth floor. He can only go home now, and then make a long-term plan.
She won't let it go!
Shui Han saw Miss Zhao's limping figure from the window: "This guy doesn't know what it means to give up, isn't he coming again later?"
Cong Xia smiled: "It's no wonder if you don't come. I heard that a girl accidentally bumped into her before and knocked off some 'pudding' or something like that she made. She just asked someone to take the girl Thirty boards were tied to a stool, and everyone was broken."