Wonderful Puppet

"Zhen Si—" A bright face appeared in the crowd.

Princess Chuxia waved at Zhen Miao, jumped out of the carriage and came over, dissatisfied: "I said that I want you to ride in a carriage with me, but you refuse, let's go, go sit with me."

Zhen Miao was dragged away by Princess Chuxia.

Luo Tianxuan got off his horse, walked over quickly, and said, "Zhen Si, don't wander around."

Although that thing didn't happen immediately, who knows if there will be any changes.

Princess Chuxia gave him a white look: "Don't worry, I won't eat people."

After speaking, she pulled Zhen Miao and left.

Princess Chuxia's trips are now a princess's standard. In such a short time, scarlet blankets have been spread on the ground, colorful tents have been wrapped around, and a palace lady is sitting on her knees making tea.

Princess Chuxia raised her chin: "Go out first."

"Yes." The maid poured the tea, bowed and retreated.

Princess Chuxia brought tea, took a sip, put it on the low table, and sighed: "Princess Laoshizi, it's really boring in front of you!"

Zhen Miao smiled and ate tea.

"Still laughing, still laughing!" Princess Chuxia stretched out her white and tender fingers and poked Zhen Miao's cheeks with baby fat, "Quickly tell me, what kind of big prince is he?"

"What big prince?" Zhen Miao avoided the claws, pretending to be puzzled.

"Don't be sloppy, dare you say that the story of the second prince saving the beauty that has been rumored outside is not you?"

"It's me." Zhen Miao admitted, "But others don't say that, but are you sure?"

Princess Chuxia smiled triumphantly: "The second prince will fall in love with Luo Zhiya at first sight? He can see beauty even with a fake face? Unless his head is kicked by that startled horse of yours and stupefied."

Zhen Miao silently lit a piece of wax for the second prince and Luo Zhiya at the same time.

"Don't talk about others, what does the eldest prince look like?" Princess Chuxia said casually, but the tension in her eyes was still obvious.

Zhen Miao thought for a while: "It looks like the second prince, quite tall."

tall?

That's right, the barbarians are all hulking, with palms like cattail fans.

Princess Chuxia's face changed slightly: "What else?"

"And—" Zhen Miao thought about it again, "Wei Meng."

Princess Chuxia swayed and reached out to support the short table.

No way, when she went back, she would tell Uncle Huang to replace all the dowry bridesmaids with guards and big-waisted mothers.

"Princess—" Zhen Miao's warm hand rested on Princess Chuxia's, and the words were clear, "From my point of view, I think they are pretty good."

Princess Chuxia was slightly startled, staring deeply at Zhen Miao.

Just when Zhen Miao started to doubt her life after being watched by her, a soft body suddenly threw herself into her arms.

Zhen Miao was stunned.

What's happening here?

Princess Chuxia's muffled sobs came: "Zhen Si, you finally said something that reassures me—"

Zhen Miao...

Gritting his teeth, he said, "You still trust my vision."

"Of course." Princess Chuxia wiped her tears on Zhen Miao's clothes, "I can tell based on the people you've befriended."

Zhen Miao pondered for a while, she befriended Princess Chuxia and County Princess Chongxi.

Uh, Princess Chuxia, is it really okay for you to boast like this?

"Princess—" came a timid voice.

Princess Chuxia sat down and regained her composure: "What's the matter?"

"The emperor sent you there."

"understood."

Zhen Miao also got up, and went out with Princess Chuxia.

This place is still some distance away from Beihe Palace, so staying here is just to rest and mend one's feet.

The accompanying royal chef only cooks meals for the emperor, concubines, and princes, and the general clan and generals solve their own food problems.

When Zhen Miao went back, Qingge had already fired a small stove, and there was a frying pan on it, with pieces of greenish tofu frying in it.

...a faint stench wafted away.

Many accompanying female relatives covered their mouths and noses one after another.

Zhen Miao had dark lines on her face.

Her silly girl, she actually fried stinky tofu on this occasion!

"Grandma, it's almost ready, just eat it while it's hot." Qing Ge waved her chubby hand, skillfully cut a few times on top of the tofu with a shovel to add more flavor, and then sprinkled a handful of chopped green onion.

Qing Dai hurriedly handed over a large celadon plate.

Qing Ge neatly stacked the fried tofu on the celadon plate, and said excitedly: "Grandma, you eat first, and I will fry some more."

Still frying!

The female relatives of the surrounding families almost fainted.

The female family members of the military commander's family are also more aggressive, and some directly yelled: "This makes people not eat, and I eat stinky food, and let others smell it!"

Someone persuaded in a low voice: "Forget it, who will let the family rank high, and the husband is talented, we can't afford it."

Zhen Miao was really embarrassed.

The stinky tofu she improved actually doesn't smell so bad, but it's no wonder that it can be tolerated by these female relatives who usually smoke incense.

"Don't fry this, heat up that oil cake." Zhen Miao stopped Qing Ge from doing anything wrong.

She didn't want people to sue in front of the emperor just because she ate stinky tofu.

It's a pity that amidst the smell of rice, the stench was so stubborn that it spread far away.

Not long after, a palace lady came over: "The imperial concubine, let me ask, what's going on here, why is it so stinky?"

The imperial concubine that Gong'e spoke of was not Princess Fang Rou's biological mother Jiang Guifei.

Concubine Jiang has settled down since she was demoted to Zhaoyi.

The current noble concubine is the new favorite of Emperor Zhaofeng, the great beauty Wu Guifei who was in her twenties.

"We made some food." Zhen Miao replied.

Gong'e turned her gaze.

On the celadon plate, pieces of fried golden tofu are neatly stacked, and green onion and dried shrimps are sprinkled on top.

I swear in my heart, why does it smell so bad when it looks so good.

She saluted Zhen Miaoqian, turned around and left.

"Have you asked what's going on?" The hand painted with bright red Dan Kou was lazily eating a piece of orange, and Concubine Wu felt that there was no taste in her mouth.

Traveling long distances, even if accompanied by an imperial chef, the food is not so tasty, not to mention there is a strange smell coming from it.

"I've made it clear." Gong'e smiled brightly, "It was Mrs. Zhen Guogong's wife who made the food. Madam, do you think it's strange that there are still people who eat stinky things?"

The places where the royal family rested were all next to each other. A woman stopped moving her hands after hearing Gong'e's words.

The sixth prince wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, glanced at the woman, and asked with a half-smile: "Jing Niang, what are you thinking?"

Zhen Jing came back to her senses, and a gentle smile bloomed: "I didn't think about anything, but I was a little surprised to hear the news about the fourth sister."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

So what if she is a concubine, this time the hunt has not followed.It's Zhen Yan who hasn't had the chance yet.

"She is indeed always surprising people." The sixth prince turned his head and said to the waiter who was waiting on the side, "Go to Mrs. Zhen Guogong's wife and ask for a plate of food."

Here Zhen Miao sent someone to find Luo Tianxuan.

"My lord, let's eat quickly."

It has been posing, too much hatred.

Luo Tianxuan sniffled and looked disgusted: "Who did it?"

"Qingge. Uh, Qingge is cooked. I made this tofu."

"Uh." Hearing that Zhen Miao did it, Luo Tianhui didn't ask any more questions, picked up the chopsticks and put a piece into his mouth.

Then he felt that there seemed to be something wrong around him, so he looked around, okay, dozens of female relatives were staring at him.

Luo Tianzheng ate it calmly.

The female relatives stared at his reaction, for fear of missing an expression.

...It's a pity that someone still looked calm, and picked up another piece and put it in his mouth.

The female family members of each family looked at each other and talked a lot.

There is nothing wrong with this prince of the town, right?

This is the question most people ask.

There are also a few people whose eye circles are red.

What do you know, this is a peerless good man, even if his wife pours poisoned wine, he will drink it with a smile.

"Luo Shizi, Shizi's wife, the sixth prince ordered the servant to come and beg for a meal."

Everyone was terrified.

Zhen Miao was very neat. She took out a white porcelain plate and placed a few pieces of golden stinky tofu. Remembering that the sixth prince loves spicy food, she added some hot sauce and handed it to the waiter: "Eat it while it's hot."

The servant held his breath and took the things away.

Luo Tianzhen picked up another piece and was held down by Zhen Miao.

Luo Tianxuan flew over with a sharp eye, and lowered his voice: "Why, I'm not allowed to eat it, and keep it for others?"

Zhen Miao didn't hear the sourness in her words, she took a piece of tofu and dipped it in the dish with sweet sauce, and handed it over: "This dipping sauce is better."

Luo Tianzheng ate it, and it tasted better than before. Then he turned his eyes to the hot sauce: "Why did you give the sixth prince hot sauce, but mine is sweet sauce?"

"Oh, as the sixth prince said before, you can't eat spicy food."

Enough is enough, stupid woman!

Someone dropped his chopsticks angrily.

Feeling that he didn't eat enough, he picked it up and continued to eat.

It suddenly occurred to him that Zhen Si delivered food twice in three days, and none of it was spicy. For some reason, he felt that the sweet sauce was even sweeter.

The servant who had just left hurried over: "Shizi Luo, Mrs. Shizi, that, the imperial concubine said, she also wants a share!"

what!

Everyone sniffed their noses in unison.

Yes, it still stinks!

Zhen Miao lowered her head, looked at the scattered pieces of stinky tofu on the plate, and said with a smile, "No more."

"No more?" The servant's face turned bitter, and he almost knelt down to Zhen Miao, "Mrs. Shizi, I really can't live without this."

Zhen Miao suppressed her smile: "This is really gone."

The servant stood there pitifully, not knowing what to say.

Although it was the imperial concubine's request, she is a dignified wife of the prince of the state, and she is not a cook, so she can't be forced to cook.

Seeing that the waiter refused to leave, Zhen Miao pointed to the freshly warmed oil cake: "I have this, do you want it?"

The servant hesitated for a moment, seeing that Zhen Miao had no intention of persuading her, she hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes."

He took four plum-shaped oil cakes and hurried away.

Many people looked like they were watching the show.

Those nobles and ladies all said the same thing, and the waiter brought other things back, so he probably couldn't avoid a scolding.

Not long after, the servant returned.

Because of running back and forth several times, sweat was all over his forehead, and he didn't care to wipe it off, and said with a smile on his face: "Mrs. Shizi, the emperor said to order another cake for the pastry just now."

Everyone...RS