The Virtuous Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 14 Inferior Disciple (2)

"Yes, I've wronged you. It's all because you, Ama, didn't live up to expectations. I didn't know how to work hard to be a high-ranking official. If you take out the coat, we won't let you come to the palace to do hard labor." Er Sen When talking about Jiaorong Ama, his tone was filled with deep blame, and his hands kept stroking Jiaorong's shoulders and arms, making him thinner no matter how he touched them.

"Don't blame Ama, it's not easy for him, besides, I'm not doing drudgery now, I'm serving elder brother in Yanxi Palace, ordinary palace people don't dare to provoke him casually." Jiaorong deliberately said it lightly Some, to make Esen feel at ease.

How could Ersen fail to see Jiaorong's pretending to be calm, he sighed deeply, and gently patted Jiaorong's thin shoulder with his callused hand, "It's okay, I've only been a maid in the palace for ten years. , when you leave the palace at the age of 25, with you Ama and me, I'm not afraid that I won't find you a good family."

Jiao Rong nodded, "Yes", smiled sensiblely, then turned around and took off a small porcelain pot hanging on her waist, and handed it to Er Sen, "You suffer from paralysis every winter, The storehouse of Yanxi Palace happened to have some medicine for external application, so I asked Yougui for some. You can apply it when you get home at night, and you can feel better during the day."

(Note: Arthralgia is a joint disease in Chinese medicine, which is now "rheumatism".)
Er Sen took the porcelain pot, his smile became a bit more bitter, and he said "ah", "I'm still old after all, I have to let you young people think of me."

As he said that, Er Sen turned around and asked: "By the way, why did you remember to look for me, an old man? Is it to deliver medicine?"

Hearing this, Jiaorong pursed her lips, her smile faded a little, the corners of her eyebrows twitched, and she said honestly, "Of course I'm not that diligent."

"I'm here to introduce you to a newcomer." Jiaorong turned sideways, motioned Ersen to look at the blessing shoes standing behind her stupidly, and then introduced perfunctorily: "He is the new imperial chef in the imperial dining room. , I’m not very old, and I’m not very smart, and there’s basically no advantage in being a fool, but a fool works hard, so it shouldn’t be a problem for you to be your disciple.”

When Fulu heard this, he subconsciously gave Jiaorong a look, with an expression of disbelief on his face.But in the next second, he put on a flattering smile, and bowed to Er Sen: "Meile Fulu, I have met Master Er Sen."

"Disciple?" Ersen frowned, and looked at Jiaorong suspiciously, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of his little fox bastard.

Jiaorong licked the corner of her lower lip, put her hands behind her back pretending to be lofty, leaned back slightly, and whispered in Ersen's ear: "I owe you a favor, I'm penniless and I can't repay it, so just sacrifice it." , help me block personal debts."

In response to this, Er Sen's old face changed instantly, and he whispered back cursing: "How can you be as virtuous as your Ama, as long as you show some filial piety, you must not hold your fart well."

Jiaorong coughed lightly, stretched out her fingers and swept her nose, and turned back as if nothing had happened.Ersen looked at Fulu with a dark face, and said helplessly: "I never accept disciples, but since my grandson recommended it, let's see how your sword skills are."

Fu Lu laughed happily, and said impatiently, "Yes."

Ersen first asked Fulu to chop up the white radish he had just finished cutting, and then made the simplest vegetarian fried white radish shreds.

But Ersen and Jiaorong noticed something was wrong when they watched from the side.As soon as Fu Lu picked up the kitchen knife, he chopped straight at the very center of the radish, making a loud noise.Jiao Rong subconsciously took a step back, frowned and asked Er Sen: "This thing...doesn't it need to be peeled first?"

Er Sen also had a complicated face, he swallowed slightly, and said lightly: "Let's take a look first."

Soon, Fu Lu began to clumsily chop the radishes.No, the word cut is not quite accurate, to be exact, it means cut.

In the end, Jiao Rong couldn't help but hide behind Er Sen, for fear of seeing blood.

Not long after, the white radish that had been cut into strange shapes went into the pot.Fulu was a reckless person, he poured the vegetables into the pot with too much force, and immediately started a pot of hot oil, if he hadn't run fast himself, he would have scalded his face for several big blisters.

Ersen looked behind and didn't know how to evaluate. He calmly turned his head to look at Jiaorong, and said coldly: "The person you recommended?"

Jiaorong also felt ashamed, cleared her throat and turned her head, and responded lightly: "There is room for improvement."

By the time Fu Lu finished all the busy work, his own face was already covered with a layer of dust.However, Fu Lu still brought a plate of fried shredded white radish that was extremely unattractive to the wooden table in front of the two of them, handed the chopsticks to the two of them, said with bright eyes and expectant expression: "Come on, uh Sen-sama, Sister Jiaorong, try it quickly."

Jiaorong and Ersen looked at the plate of burnt shredded radish and looked at each other. In the end, Ersen took the lead in extending his respectful left hand to Jiaorong: "Please."

Jiaorong knew that making Fulu Esen's disciple was already a considerable burden on Ersen, so she naturally didn't dare to refuse at this moment, so she had to take the wooden chopsticks with a smirk, and picked up a piece of chopsticks. The shredded radish that couldn't bear to look straight at it was put into the mouth under the hot eyes of the two.

After chewing for a few seconds, Jiaorong's face became a bit bitter, she swallowed hard, and then said extremely stiffly: "It's okay."

Fu Lu's smile became brighter, and he asked actively, "How about the taste?"

Jiao Rong frowned, her cheeks quivered, and the burnt smell of shredded radish welled up her nostrils, quite high.She closed her eyes slightly, and said a word that seemed to have exhausted half of her body skills: "It melts in the mouth."

Another quarter of an hour will be the time for Yinfei and Yougui to have tea every day, Jiaorong returns to the palace in a hurry, arranges with Fulu to help take care of Ersen, and then runs out of the dining room.Before leaving, Esen said to her at the door of the dining room: "I will keep this kid, so it is convenient for me to run errands in the palace to find out about your situation, take care of yourself, and come to me as soon as anything happens. "

"Understood, you can go back quickly." Jiao Rong waved to Er Sen, smiling slightly.

Ersen nodded, patted Fulu's back mercilessly, and ordered: "Go and see her off."

"Okay, master." Fu replied doggy-leggedly, turned around and ran down the steps, much more respectful than before with Jiao Rong.

Fulu sent Jiaorong to the gate of the imperial dining room, Jiaorong stopped in her tracks, her expression on her face changed back to that indifferent look, and she said indifferently: "You gave me the list, and I have fulfilled the promise, In the future, don't come to me if you have nothing to do."

"Your face has changed so quickly..." Fulu once again lamented Jiaorong's inhumanity. He looked towards the corridor in the distance and asked Jiaorong: "Since Mr. Ersen is your grandfather, why don't you Ask him directly for the big brother's meal list?"

(End of this chapter)