Example 5
"Zizi, look at the father's birthday last year. Your royal brother and sister gave the father so many gifts. You see you didn't do anything."
"What does the emperor want?"
"Hey, your father has lived so much of his life, and he still doesn't know what it's like to make a birthday bag by his own hands."
"Father, on your birthday, my son will tell you the taste of longevity buns!"
"Good! Good son!"
On the day of the emperor's birthday, a hundred feasts were held, and the whole world celebrated.
Master Zi leaned into the emperor's ear mysteriously: "Father, I've made it and eaten it, the longevity buns are sweet!"
"… "
I go! How brutal!
If the emperor does not turn his face, there will be a ghost! How did I know that Mr. Zi was such a foolish little master when he was a child! Not only let Dad put the spittoon on his head and kneel on the washboard, but also change the emperor into a milk child? !
"Master Zi was still young at that time. What's wrong with being a little naughty? Besides, the emperor didn't really blame him. He just thought that Master Zi was too naive. After staying in the palace for a long time, he was afraid that he would be used by people who are interested."
Bai Lian reluctantly said: "Later, the other princes of the emperor were sent out of the palace and moved to other places. Although Mr. Zi did not make a king, but this is the emperor's national policy after all. Concubine Huang is the most considerate of the emperor, so she took the initiative to set an example. , let Master Zi go back to live in her mother's house. Because of this, several concubines who were originally opposed had no choice but to let their prince move out.
We can tell you that the emperor's favorite is Concubine Huang, we have been in the palace, so you can see it. How could the emperor not love the flesh and blood between them? If Lord Zi was really born from outsiders, Concubine Huang would have been in the cold palace long ago. Will it still be so favored? "
Bai Lian told me to walk away, told me how concubine Huang concubine and the emperor are in love, and listed the evidence that Mrs. Zi is definitely the emperor's biological son.
That said, I believe it.
Although this little girl Feng Huang is a little more willful, she should also restrain her arrogant temper as a noble concubine. In addition, she is actually very loyal and beautiful, and she should be a good match with the emperor's straightforwardness, and there is no reason for Hong Xing to go out of the wall. Master Zi felt that he was born by someone else, so he probably believed the rumors in the palace.
As for the source of the rumors, it is estimated that it was caused by me sending her back to the palace back then... Did the bad results from so many years ago still come to you? Screw you! Obviously I was helping people back then!
After Bai Lian talked for a while, her stomach started to growl again, and I remembered that I wanted to take her to dinner, but I just avenged Tang Ye.
But at the temple fair tonight, the crowds made it impossible for the road to drain. Even though Director Bai and my Qinggong could come and go, but with this number of people, if they jumped up, they would never be able to get off...
We found a nearby vendor selling duck blood vermicelli soup.
Bai Lian widened her charming eyes, and asked curiously, "What is this? It smells good."
what! You are in Jinling and you have never eaten duck blood vermicelli soup, which country are you from!
"Is it very fragrant?" I raised my eyebrows: "If anyone doubts the status of the king of Jinling street food of duck blood vermicelli soup, I will be the first to stand up and fight with him."
"Is it such an exaggeration?" Bai Lian looked at me with a childlike expression and smiled, "If you insist so much, then I will eat this."
Bai Lian opened his mouth to call someone: "The shopkeeper, no, this..." Halfway through, he didn't know how to call someone. She grew up in the palace since childhood. She has not been in the palace for many years, and she does not deal with these little people who set up stalls. It seems that she has forgotten how to call her.
She raised her arrogant white chin and pointed at me, as if asking for my help.
I folded my hands and said, "You weren't born in the palace, how can such a trivial thing be possible?"
Boss Bai's angry apricot eyes were wide open, and there was nothing he could do.
"Wait, I'll settle the account with you later."
In fact, as long as Director Bai begs me, I will naturally pay for her to buy it. However, with Director Bai's always independent and aloof character, she would never be able to do such a thing. She took a deep breath, as if searching her head for any previous experience of buying food from a food stall. Then, according to the vague impression of childhood, he blushed slightly, blinked his big eyes and called out: "Uncle..."
Did you always call people uncle when you were young? And that's the tone you use!
Why didn't I meet you ten years earlier! If I knew you at that time, I would have become a lolicon, me!
With this sigh, the uncle who set up the stall didn't seem to hear the sound, but raised his head just by smelling the fragrance. Then I saw that Bai Lian was so pitiful, and called out 'Uncle' crisply. Then the uncle blushed, inhaled and closed his belly, and the whole person seemed to be twenty years younger, radiating the air of domineering.
The uncle, who was still full of oil just now, said with a graceful demeanor: "Miss, what's the matter with you, what can Xiaosheng do for you?"
What kind of kid are you! You are twenty years younger and you are a little servant at most! And how can you help! Think with your toes and know that you are definitely here to buy vermicelli soup! Could it be that there is still a big girl who can't find you on a blind date!
wait wait wait! This beautiful girl who can be called uncle is not the white manager I know! Where has your icy temperament gone! Where is your high-spirited look that treats everyone around you as rubbish! Was your contemptuous gaze just for me? !
Bai Lian looked at the bowls of bright red vermicelli soup seriously, the sound was as crisp as silk and bamboo, and the voice as sweet as honey continued.
"Can you give me a bowl of vermicelli soup, um... I eat very little chili, please add less, I'm afraid of spicy food."
Are you afraid of spicy food? What kind of vermicelli soup to eat then!
I don't know why I feel a little uncomfortable.
Why are you so sweet to others and so fierce to me
I couldn't see it, and sneered on the side: "Hey, everyone buys vermicelli soup with a soup base, how can you say no if you don't add it..."
"Yes!" The clinker uncle roared, as if he had turned on some kind of mysterious switch, with the demeanor of a arrogant hero, throwing us an unfathomable back view: "For twenty years in the street, I have never been able to dominate. The fan soup."
I'm going to this uncle, your brain was kicked by a donkey! You don't even want business for cuteness!
"That's good, I really can't eat spicy food, it's not that I can't eat it at all, but it's just... I can only eat a little bit."
Bai Lian's tender and tender hand, the thumb and index finger are a very small size. The uncle almost vomited blood from Meng Meng, turned around and poured the bottom of the spicy and fragrant pot, washed it hard, and then restarted the pot. That speed is definitely comparable to that of a martial arts master!
Bai Lian folded Bai Shengsheng's little hands, smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, uncle."
Uncle's face was flushed red by her smile, and he instantly took on the attitude of a chef, shouting 'Oh, ah,' as if his whole body was covered in chicken blood, and he re-cooked a big bowl with full firepower.
"This bowl is free."
Then, she was entertained by the cool uncle and got a bowl for free. I couldn't get it in Jinling joints for several months. It was thickened and thickened, doubled the duck and less spicy, and a big bowl of duck blood. Fan soup!
Asshole! Every time I come to buy the wind and rain, they charge me ten cents!
What's wrong with this world! ! Can you be cute without the money? !
Chapter 63 The last countdown
Bai Lian obviously had never seen a businessman who treated the law so warmly, and smiled happily: "Thank you, uncle."
The uncle of the stall was bleeding from his nose, showing a free and easy expression of 'this life is worth it', and he was about to soar into bliss. I was too lazy to pay attention to him, so I took the bowl and walked away.
Bai Lian looked at the big bowl of vermicelli soup in front of him, but he had no idea what to do with his chopsticks.
"How do you eat this?"
"Really or not, you don't even know this?" I glanced at Bai Lian with contempt, a piece of duck blood was caught in a chopstick, and I spit it out with the hot soup. Started to relax a bit. After buns, drink some soup, which can have a digestive effect (children who haven't practiced, please don't learn it).
Bai Lian looked at me, and she also took a pair of chopsticks and duck red. Cooked just right, the smooth and delicious duck blood wafts the heat in the cold wind, which is particularly attractive. However, Bai Lian's small mouth seemed to be unable to open. He was very reserved and only showed his teeth slightly. He took a small bite on the side, chewing it as if a chicken was pecking at the rice. head.