bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 226 Woman
Little red beans?
Why is she here?

When Han Dongwen was surprised, he thought about it and calculated in his heart, but it was indeed the day when Xiao Hongdou recovered from his recuperation and came out to make up for the holiday.

It can only be said that there is no coincidence, but that's all. He doesn't intend to expose himself outside the palace, and it's rare for Xiao Hongdou to take a vacation, so let her rest comfortably.

Thinking of this, Han Dongwen didn't say much, he just asked Xiaoer to order and waited quietly.

Xiao Hongdou and her father had obviously finished their meal, but they were not in a hurry, they were serving tea and cleared the plates, obviously wanting to take a break and drink tea while reading the troupe's new book.

Even though the theater troupe downstairs is the home of the apprentices, and the corners at the bottom of the box are all in the theater upstairs, but they will come down and sing a section together for the last performance.

Many people just waited for the part sung by the famous actor, and then listened to the scene sung by the apprentice Xiaojiao in front of them, so that these young people can show their faces more or less.

The timing is not too bad, after a while, Yanqinglou will not accept table orders, but only tea orders, otherwise it will not look like there will be people eating and drinking when the show starts.

Therefore, although there are many people at the moment, the dishes are not slow.

The main dish of cold chicken is served with sauce dipped in red oil, a steamed sturgeon, a plate of fried thickened gingko, and a soup with cucumber and egg drop. The main focus is a feeling of homely luxury , not perfunctory, but still close to the people.

"You ordered two of the four housekeeping dishes of the season, it's really amazing."

After trying the poison with Xiubu's technique, Li Zai ate and drank as usual to reassure Han Dongwen.

He picked up a piece of cold chicken, lightly dipped it in red oil, and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he raised the cup and was about to bring it to his mouth, but he was stunned, looked up at Han Dongwen, and made a gesture to put it down again.

"Drink, you are not drunk."

Han Dongwen picked up the small wine glass in front of him, raised his hand and took the initiative to give Li Zai a knock: "You don't need to fight the war, it's normal to relax."

The wine glasses made a crisp sound when they collided, Han Dongwen raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. He only felt that the wine was clear and fragrant. The alcohol was not high, but he could taste the slightly sweetness of grain and koji.

He smacked his lips in satisfaction. He doesn't like to drink too strong liquor, but if there is good wine, there is no reason to refuse it.

"It is a bounden duty to do one's best for adults."

Li Zai raised the small cup, covered it with his other hand, and finished the cup with him.

Han Dongwen laughed, and put his chopsticks upright on the table. When he probed the belly of the steamed sturgeon, he sliced ​​off a piece of skirt meat, but he didn't take it away:
"The side of the sturgeon is the most delicious here. Can you taste the difference between the taste of this place and the belly of the fish?"

These are all things that Han Dongwen experienced in the palace. The imperial dining room not only served the dishes, but also asked the maid on duty to memorize the origin, method and how to taste the best of each dish.

To please His Highness, at least His Highness must understand that this is something that takes a lot of effort.

Seeing that Li Zai did have a different expression, Han Dongwen's mouth turned up rarely, and he smiled with a stretch between his brows.

Indeed rare.

The beauties in the palace are like jade, but Han Dongwen dare not talk too much with Jiang Keyin and Chi Hanqing.

When chatting with Chi Hanqing, she always keeps her heart silent and easily worries about others. For example, knowing about Han Dongwen waking up from a serious injury in the dormitory this time, Chi Hanqing is always a little too worried, and at the end Instead, Han Dongwen wanted to convince her that she was fine.

And Han Dongwen could see the thoughts hidden in her own eyes, but she could only consider helping her when she was able.

To chat with Jiang Keyin?

Jiang Keyin in front of him was like a delicate and glamorous porcelain doll. Her charm and softness were mostly skills that could be felt. Perhaps Han Dongwen was just a puppet who could speak for herself in her eyes.

If Han Dongwen was full of energy and drive, he would be happy to play games with Jiang Keyin. The advantages of big and small things flowed between the judiciary and the emperor, as if dancing a wonderful dance.

Jiang Keyin who needs to take care of himself like today is a bit new, but it is rare. When Han Dongwen is no longer so energetic, when he is tired, he just wants to stay away from Jiang Keyin, farther away.

Where's the little red bean?

Xiao Hongdou is very good, she always listens to Han Dongwen, and is gradually willing to talk more, but she still knows and experiences too little.

As long as she believes that what His Highness said is right, she will really go all out to do it, but most of the time, Han Dongwen himself doesn't know whether his thoughts are right or wrong, so naturally he can't go with Xiao Hongdou. Say.

She can be his arm, but she can't clear the haze in front of her eyes.

Only at this time did Han Dongwen truly understand that most women are like this. They can heal men, warm them, and care for them, but they can never point them out.

This is not their job, it needs to be done by men themselves.

A woman can be a harbor, but she cannot be a lighthouse.

Thinking about it this way, maybe a man not only needs a woman, but also occasionally needs a friend.

Of course Lee Jae wasn't a friend.

But no matter what, in the original Yin Yin, he was really the lieutenant of Xiubu who died under the player's hand for the faint king.

In Han Dongwen's own opinion, losing his life is something to sing and cry about.

"My lord, your wine."

Li Zai's words caught Han Dongwen back from his contemplation, and he realized that his hand was slightly tilted, and the wine in the glass was almost spilled.

He smiled and raised his glass again: "What do you think of recent events?"

"What happened recently?"

Li Zai asked in surprise while holding his cup in both hands.

"Sia, Taka."

Han Dongwen said concisely: "If what I said is true, what will happen next?"

"Personally, I don't think adults have any reason to lie."

Li Zai narrowed his eyes, and lowered his voice a bit: "The situation in the north should not be too variable. My lord is pointing his sword at the border, and the National Army Division has a good chance of winning. And if there is any movement in Taka, it will probably happen in Haizhou first."

"Haizhou?"

As Han Dongwen remembered, this was a continent facing the sea in the southeast of Simeng. Taka originally had many soldiers and merchants stationed here, and it was not under the jurisdiction of the three divisions.

To use his own words, Haizhou can be said to be Taka's unnamed concession in Simeng.

"What happened to Haizhou?"

"nothing now."

Li Zai shook his head: "However, it is said that the Taka garrisons in many other countries have already begun to evacuate, and there are even rumors that the two princes of Taka are almost about to start a war. It's not fake."

"Knew it."

Han Dongwen and Li Jae chatted one after another, and there was no need to worry about being looked at differently.

When two men sit together and talk about state affairs, at most they will be ridiculed for not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth. If they are served with Erguotou and fried peanuts, they can chat about world affairs and wars all day without arousing suspicion.

During the conversation, someone suddenly made noise from the side. Han Dongwen turned his head and found that it was a young man with greasy hair and noodles, who was scolding in displeasure: "Only drink tea? How can such a restaurant only eat food?" tea?"

A waiter in front of him rubbed his hands and smiled apologetically: "Sir, today is an opera. When the opera troupe comes, the evening banquet is only held at sunset. Now the kitchen has turned off the fire. I really can't help it. Shall I serve you some pastries?"

Han Dongwen lost interest all of a sudden, this is obviously a typical little grasshopper, he has no ability to get angry with the buddy here.

If someone like Tan Taiming came, would there be something he couldn't eat?
The young man grinned and looked around, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed: "Aren't they still eating?"

He was referring to Han Dongwen's seat, Han Dongwen frowned, Li Zai saw it, sighed, and put down his chopsticks.

　It seems that I wrote more emotional content without knowing it, but I am not willing to delete it when I look back, and it is just on the tip of the pen unconsciously. I hope you don’t think it is watery, and the next chapter will be speeded up to make up for it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)