Seeing that the emperor could no longer see himself, Han Lingfu frowned slightly, and then bowed and said: "Since the emperor still has something to do, I will take my leave first."
The emperor waved his hand, signaling him to go down.
Han Lingfu stepped back respectfully, passing Nangong Xin who was dressed in an indigo brocade robe, only to hear the emperor's clear voice from behind: "Ah Xin, I heard that Xiao Wu said that you plan to end this class? How about it? Prepare How is it going, but have confidence..."
Han Lingfu couldn't hear the latter words, and he walked out with a small servant, and the door of the imperial study closed behind him.
Han Lingfu let out a long breath. He lifted his clothes and was about to walk down the stairs when he raised his eyes and saw the eldest prince Han Ling walking towards him.
Han Lingfu hurriedly retreated to one side, and when he approached, he saluted and said, "Brother Emperor."
Han Lingchao nodded vigorously, and said with a smile, "Third Brother, are you here to deliver food to Father? Is Father inside?"
With a gentle smile on Han Lingfu's face, he said: "Father is here." Before Han Lingchao could speak, he said again, "The fifth emperor and the second son of the Nangong family are also..." As he spoke, his expression darkened An, even his shoulders were slightly slumped, and he seemed a bit disappointed, "I can only come out first."
As soon as the words fell, the emperor's hearty laughter was heard from the imperial study through a door.
A look of hostility flashed across Han Lingchao's eyes, and he patted Han Lingfu on the shoulder and said, "Third Brother, go back first."
Since forming an alliance with Han Lingchao, Han Lingfu has respected the eldest prince in everything. Hearing this, he bowed and said, "Yes, elder brother."
Han Lingchao continued to step forward and ordered the servants outside the imperial study to go in and report, while Han Lingfu went straight down the stairs.
After leaving the palace, Han Lingfu didn't stay outside, so he went back to the Third Prince's Mansion and went directly to Xinghuiyuan.
"Your Highness!" Bai Muxiao, dressed in moon willow-colored brocade makeup and flower gown, greeted Han Lingfu overjoyedly when she saw Han Lingfu's return, her eyes sparkling.
Han Lingfu did not hide his joy, took Bai Muxiao's hand and said, "Xiao'er, Father Huang likes the meat floss you made very much."
The meat floss was made by Bai Muxiao, not only the meat floss, but also the double skin milk, cakes, biscuits, etc. presented to the emperor before were all made by Bai Muxiao, but considering the emperor's prejudice against Bai Muxiao, she So he offered to ask Han Lingfu to donate delicious food in the name of the cook in the house.
Han Lingfu looked at Bai Muxiao distressedly, and sighed, "I really wronged you."
"Your Highness, why do you and I do this?" Bai Muxiao said thoughtfully, "As long as what Xiao'er does can help His Highness, Xiao'er will be satisfied." She looked at Han Lingfu with a smile, tenderly.
"Xiao'er!" Han Lingfu moved Bai Muxiao into his arms, "How lucky I am to have you in this life."
Bai Muxiao lowered her eyes halfway, preventing Han Lingfu from seeing the sharpness in her eyes.
She tried her best to do these things not for temporary benefits, but to help Han Lingfu ascend to the position of supremacy, let him know how good she is, and let him understand how unique she is.
Bai Muxiao bit her lower lip, caressing her still belly, a loving light flashed in her eyes.
What she did was also for their children. Only when Han Lingfu succeeds, their children will be able to be as noble as their fathers in the future and be proud of the world.
"Your Highness, in fact, Xiao'er has tried to make a kind of soup these days, which can be used by soldiers during the march to improve their diet..."
As soon as Bai Muxiao mentioned it, Han Lingfu's excited eyes were drawn.
"Xiao'er, are you serious?"
The food presented by Bai Muxiao before could only please the emperor for a while, but if the soup she said now could be used in the army, it would be quite different.
Bihen hurriedly brought an oiled paper bag, put it on the table, and unfolded it.
Wrapped in oiled paper were pieces of light brown powder, and a meaty smell permeated the room.
"Your Highness, Xiao'er thought of this when she was making meat floss. I named it Chicken Soup Cube." Bai Muxiao explained carefully, "First make the chicken into chicken floss, and grind the chicken bone into chicken bone powder. Then grind all kinds of seasonings such as salt, rock sugar and fennel into fine powder, and fry all the powder and oil together to make this kind of lump chicken soup cube, which is easy to carry and store, just boil it in hot water It’s just a bowl of rich and fragrant chicken soup, even if it’s served with rice or noodles, it’s still very delicious.”
Han Lingfu couldn't believe it, "Is it really so amazing?"
Bai Muxiao smiled and said nothing, she winked at Bihen, not long after Bihen left, she brought a bowl of hot soup and put it on the small round table.
This soup exudes a strong aroma, which is very mouth-watering.
"Your Highness, this bowl of soup is made from boiled chicken broth cubes and dried vegetables. Your Highness can just taste it." Bai Muxiao helped Han Lingfu fill up a bowl of soup.
Han Lingfu took a small taste with a spoon, and his eyes lit up. The chicken soup was really delicious, and it was not much different from the boiled one. If soldiers can drink this while marching, it must be able to whet their appetite.
This thing is wonderful!
Although Han Lingfu had never led a soldier, he also knew that the most common meals in the barracks were some dried biscuits and dried meat, after all, these were easy to carry. And once this chicken soup cube is used, it can greatly improve the food in the army and boost morale. The most important thing is that this object was presented by himself, and he will definitely win the favor of some soldiers for himself. There is no harm at all!
"Xiao'er," Han Lingfu beamed with joy, his Fengshen's handsome face glowed dazzlingly, "this chicken soup cube is really wonderful, I want to present it to my father right away, and my father will definitely be very happy."
"Your Highness." Bai Muxiao said with a smile on her face, "Sending charcoal in the snow is always easier to remember than icing on the cake."
Han Lingfu said thoughtfully, "Xiao'er, what do you mean..."
Bai Muxiao said confidently: "Your Highness, there is no war in Dayu now, this chicken soup is dispensable to the emperor, you can wait until the war between Nanjiang and Baiyue begins, and then present it Only the emperor will value this thing."
After thinking about it carefully, Han Lingfu found it reasonable, "You're right!"
At that time, no matter whether it is the emperor, the soldiers, or even the civil and military officials, they will definitely praise him well! Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little excited, his heart was surging, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.
He looked at Bai Muxiao with burning eyes, held her bare hands and said, "Xiao'er, you are really my lucky star."
Bai Muxiao smiled slightly, her expression was dazzlingly confident.
The two of them rubbed each other's ears for a while, lingering.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Bihen was afraid that the little master in his master's womb would be hungry, so he bit the bullet and reminded: "Your Highness, side concubine, do you want a meal?"
Only then did Bai Muxiao realize that she was hungry, and she looked at Han Lingfu expectantly, "Your Highness, please stay and have dinner with me today."
Han Lingfu was delighted at the moment, and nodded hurriedly: "Of course I will stay."
Bai Muxiao couldn't hide the joy on her face, and said: "Then His Highness will take a rest here first, how about I cook some small dishes for His Highness myself?"
Han Lingfu nodded again with a smile, and when he thought of Bai Muxiao washing his hands and making soup for himself, his heart warmed up, and he felt like an ordinary couple.
It wasn't until Bai Muxiao left the room that Bihen said in embarrassment: "Side concubine, there aren't many ingredients in the small kitchen, will your Highness be wronged?"
The Third Prince's Mansion has been in a difficult situation since it was opened. Cui Yanyan refused to open a small kitchen for Bai Muxiao and the yard where she put clothes on, on the grounds of saving money. Chuan meal.
The small kitchen in Xinghui Courtyard was recently opened by Bai Muxiao to cook up some food for the emperor, but all the expenses were taken from Bai Muxiao's own share, so there were not many ingredients prepared, and most of them were prepared with Come make some dim sum.
Bai Muxiao said disapprovingly: "Then let's go to the big kitchen. I'll go to the big kitchen to cook for His Highness, so it's possible that the big kitchen dares to kick me out?"
Bihen thought the same, and responded with a smile.
Bai Muxiao took Bihen to the big kitchen... When he approached the door, he heard that it was very lively inside, and it seemed that there were many people crowded.
"...The concubine's dinner has been put into the food box." A woman said attentively, "Miss Liufang, let's take a look."
It turned out to be Cui Yanyan's person. Bai Muxiao frowned, no wonder everyone in the kitchen showed their hospitality.
Then I heard Liufang say in a haughty tone: "This... this... and this, it's too greasy. From Huang Hua's family, give me some refreshing and appetizing side dishes."
The Huang Hua family responded again and again, and asked with concern: "Miss Liufang, is the princess unwell?"
"It's nothing..." Liufang said indifferently, "Recently, the princess has a bad appetite, so I plan to change the taste and whet my appetite."
Bai Muxiao felt something flash in his mind, and felt a little weird.
Before she had time to think about it, she saw that Liu Fang had already come out with a mahogany food box. When she saw Bai Muxiao, she was taken aback for a moment, and she went forward to salute Bai Muxiao, but it was just a casual blessing. Yifu: "I have seen Concubine Bai." Then he left on his own.
Liu Fang went back to Cui Yanyan's yard with the food box, and she entered the house with her skirt in hand, and was about to speak, but saw another maid made a "shh" gesture to her.
Liu Fang blinked, and then heard Cui Yanyan's voice from the inner room: "Qinglin, His Highness must have returned, please go and invite His Highness to come over for dinner." There was a hint of excitement in her tone.
"Yes." Qinglin's tone was very brisk, and she walked out of the room through the curtain.
Liu Fang originally wanted to ask Cui Yanyan if she should prepare a meal, but now it seems that there is no need for it for the time being.
Cui Yanyan casually picked up a green pickled plum and put it in her mouth, it was sweet and sour, crisp and refreshing. It was obvious that she felt it was too sour before, but now she felt that the sourness and sweetness were just right.
The servant girl who was serving at the side said pleasantly: "Prince Concubine, Your Highness has been coming to you recently, so I must know about you. Amitabha, hard work pays off."
Cui Yanyan's eyes sparkled, she stroked her belly, and said with a smile: "Naturally, I am His Highness's wife, and only my child is His Highness's son, who can inherit everything from His Highness. To be favored, after all, is nothing more than a concubine."
"Prince Concubine is right." The servant girl flatteringly agreed, "Where can Concubine Bai find out your Wuzhi Mountain?"
The corners of Cui Yanyan's mouth turned up slightly, and she picked up another pickled plum and put it in her mouth.
After a while, Qinglin finally came back, but she was alone, Liufang and the others who were guarding outside suddenly felt a little bit in their hearts, thinking it was not good.
Sure enough, Qing Lin Fu said: "Prince Concubine, Your Highness is currently in Xinghui Courtyard, so I won't be here tonight."
The maid outside also heard it, and her heart suddenly hung up.
Cui Yanyan's face darkened, her eyes darkened.
The night passed in the blink of an eye, until noon the next day, when there was a hustle and bustle again.
Xiao Lizi hurriedly went to Xinghui Courtyard, and said: "Your Highness, His Highness Fifth Prince has been assassinated!"
Han Lingfu didn't go out today, so he stayed with Bai Muxiao and read to the child in her womb. Hearing that he put down the "Book of Songs" in his hand, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What's going on?"
Xiao Lizi said what he had learned, "The emperor ordered the fifth prince to go to Nangong mansion to ask the second master of Nangong for lessons. Unexpectedly, he was assassinated on the way, and the second son of the Nangong family blocked the sword for the fifth prince. The injury is serious."
A smile slowly appeared on Han Lingfu's lips, and he said pointedly: "It seems that my elder brother can't bear it anymore..." The elder brother is reckless and impulsive, as long as he provokes it from time to time, This will intensify his hatred for the Fifth Emperor Brother, and he is always impulsive in doing things, "I just don't know how the Great Emperor Brother will clear up the suspicion... Maybe I can help him and help him push this matter to the Brother two."
Seeing that he looked confident, Bai Muxiao pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the clear water on the desk, moistened her throat, and then changed the topic: "Your Highness, cousin Xin is injured, you want to accompany Xiao'er To visit him?"
They originally planned to make friends with Nangong Xin when they got married, and then let him lead Han Lingfu and the fifth prince on the line, but that day, Bai Muxiao was pregnant and met Hong, so she didn't go. become. After that, there was no good opportunity again, and this rare opportunity came to my door by myself...
Han Lingfu looked at her, nodded and said, "I'll go to Nangong Mansion with you tomorrow." There was a sparkle in his eyes.
Speaking of Nangong Mansion, at this moment, there are thick layers of dark clouds covering it.
The servants in the mansion were in a hurry.
"Why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet?!" Fifth Prince Han Lingfan walked back and forth in the Zhuqing Pavilion irritably.
A servant was sweating profusely and said, "His Royal Highness, Guard Li has already rushed to the Tai Hospital, and he must be there soon..."
"Your Highness," a weak male voice came from Luo Han's bed, soothing, "I'm fine..."
"Ah Xin, how could you be okay?!" Han Lingfan looked at Nangong Xin worriedly, and saw Nangong Xin sitting on the Arhat's bed, with a white cloth wrapped around her left shoulder several times. Soaked in fresh blood, the glaring red blood was particularly glaring on the moon-white robe.
Nangong Xin's face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, and even his lips lost their proper color. Seeing that Han Lingfan's brows were deeply furrowed, and just about to urge him again, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and then Xiao The voice of the servant saluting: "I have seen the Second Young Mistress."
It's Liu Niang! Nangong Xin's dim eyes brightened up, and she looked in the direction of the door curtain.
In the next moment, there was a sound of raising the curtain, and a young woman wearing a red woven gold-twisted beanie rushed in hurriedly, with an anxious expression on her face, it was Fu Yunyan.
Fu Yunyan didn't care that this was the outer courtyard and the Fifth Prince was still here, as soon as he heard that Nangong Xin was injured, he came over without saying a word.
Behind her were two servant girls, one holding a basin of clean water, and the other holding a wooden tray with a clean white towel and scissors on it.
"Ah Xin! I brought the medicine for sores!" Fu Yunyan couldn't see anyone else at all, so he rushed to Nangong Xin and nervously looked over his left shoulder, "Let me see your wound."
Fu Yunyan's golden sore medicine was specially made by Princess Yongyang's mansion, and it has excellent effects of stopping bleeding and astringing wounds.
"Liu Niang, I..."
Nangong Xin wanted to tell Fu Yunyan that she was fine, but Fu Yunyan had already started to carefully cut the white cloth strips on his wound with scissors, and then cut off the robe on his shoulders...
Seeing her engrossed, she couldn't hear the outside voice at all.
The corners of Nangong Xin's mouth curled up slightly, and she looked deeply at Fu Yunyan's focused profile.
Han Lingfan also stared nervously at Fu Yunyan's every move, not daring to make a sound.
Fu Yunyan almost held his breath and made the last cut, and only let out a long breath when he saw the wound that was still oozing blood: "Fortunately, the wound is not deep."
Fu Yunyan was about to clean Nangong Xin's wound and apply golden sore medicine, when Han Lingfan shouted in surprise: "Doctor Zhang, you are finally here!"
"Your Highness... Your Highness!" Physician Zhang came running out of breath, pity him for being so old that he was out of breath.
Hearing Li Shiwei's vague words before, Imperial Physician Zhang almost thought that Nangong Xin was about to die from serious injuries, but at this moment, seeing that the wound on his shoulder was not too deep, his hanging heart finally let go.
Doctor Zhang and Nangong Yue are also friends who have forgotten their age, so of course they don't want anything to happen to Nangong Yue's brother.
Fu Yunyan hurriedly gave up the position to Imperial Physician Zhang, who immediately took over. Seeing that Fu Yunyan had cut off the cloth next to the wound, he praised it and skillfully cleaned up the wound. Knowing that the golden sore medicine in Fu Yunyan's hand was from the Palace of Princess Yongyang, he directly asked for it.
Nangong Xin bit a folded white scarf, enduring the pain.
Everyone present knew that Dr. Zhang was good at trauma, and the originally tense mood finally eased a little.
"Cousin Liu Niang, this is all my fault." Han Lingfan sighed guiltily, his eyes darkened even more.
Han Lingfan paused for a moment, and said slowly: "Today, Ben Gong and A Xin came out of the palace together to Nangong Mansion to ask A Xin's father, Mr. Nangong, for lessons. I didn't expect that I just turned into the Yong'an Street ahead and ran into him. Assassin." Speaking of the situation at that time, Han Lingfan's brows furrowed tightly, and the lingering fear still persisted, "The assassin was not afraid of death, and he stabbed at Ben Gong regardless of the guard's obstruction, thanks to Ah Xin who pushed him away. Ben Gong... Otherwise, Ben Gong may have pierced his heart with a sword."
Han Lingfan looked at Nangong Xin gratefully. He didn't fully understand what a friend in need is until today. Sister Yue's family is just like Sister Yue's.
Fu Yunyan frowned and said, "What about the assassin?"
Han Lingfan replied: "When he assassinated Bengong, he didn't dodge the attacks of the guards at all. He didn't succeed in one blow and died in the hands of the guards."
As a bodyguard, I never thought that the assassin would relentlessly evade. Coupled with the eagerness of the escort, he was merciless in his shots, so that he failed to survive.
Fu Yunyan sneered and said: "It seems to be a dead man." Only a specially trained dead man would be so fearless of life and death.
There was a moment of silence in the room. At this moment, Doctor Zhang cleared his throat to attract everyone's attention.
"Your Highness," Imperial Physician Zhang said to Han Lingfan, "Second Master Nangong's wound has been healed. From now on, you only need to change the dressing twice a day, take a good rest, and pay attention to a light diet."
After Han Lingfan responded, Imperial Physician Zhang said to Fu Yunyan: "Second Young Madam, your golden sore medicine is more effective than the internal medicine, you can continue to use it..."
After Mrs. Zhang gave some precautions, he said that he would come for a follow-up visit at this time tomorrow, and then he left with Yaotong.
As soon as Doctor Zhang left, dozens of imperial guards sent by the emperor arrived.
The fifth prince was assassinated, and the emperor was startled and angry, so he immediately sent the imperial guards over. A row of guards stood in the yard, and the servants in the mansion couldn't help but get nervous.
"Your Highness," the head of the imperial guards cupped his fists respectfully at Han Lingfan, "The Emperor specially ordered his ministers to escort His Highness back to the palace."
Unexpectedly, Han Lingfan, who has always been mild-tempered, refused without hesitation: "No! I want to stay here." Then, he glanced at Nangong Xin again, his eyes filled with deep guilt. How could he just walk away when he had hurt Ah Xin like this!