After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 291 If you keep playing, you will only live to nineteen
Jiang Zhao felt that he should not eat too much in the future, otherwise he would really block his mind.

Patting his stomach, he was really stretched, so he simply dragged Si Mubai along the garden twice.

"Walk twice if you have nothing to do, and you will be healthy and live a long life."

This is what Jiang Zhao said to Si Mubai, so that he could walk around with her twice.

Si Mubai had no choice but to stand up and accompany him.

"Even if I don't leave, I will be healthy and live a long life."

"If you don't leave, you can live to be a hundred years old. If you leave, you can live to be 120 years old. You can see that they all live to be a hundred years old. Is it best to choose the following one?"

"Yes, yes, what you said makes sense."

They are all heresy.

But Si Mubai didn't want to argue with her, even if it was an argument, it wouldn't do any good if he won, and it would make her angry, so it wasn't worth it.

At this time, Jiu Qi also came out of the dining room, seeing the two walking back and forth, he couldn't help asking in doubt.

"What are you two doing? You don't go up to rest at night, you're still walking around in the garden."

Seeing another person coming, Jiang Zhao naturally couldn't let it go, and quickly pulled Jiu Qi into his team.

"Come on, Jiu Qi, come with us, as the saying goes, walk a hundred steps after a meal, and live to 99."

"What kind of common saying is this, why haven't I heard of it?"

For this common saying, there were 1 people who did not believe it in [-].

"This is how everyone knows, but people in the world can't live to 99. This common saying is only known to those prophets who have mastered the truth."

Jiang Zhao said with disdain and complacency.

"But you haven't grasped the truth, and you are not a prophet. How do you know this common saying?"

Jiu Qi looked her up and down, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't look like a prophet who had grasped the truth, but a foodie who had competed with him for braised chicken but hadn't won yet.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Who said that I have not grasped the truth, that I am not a prophet?"

Regarding the questioning of [-], Jiang Zhao expressed his anger.

"That other prophet will not be as angry as you are at every turn. There is another person who robbed the braised chicken and hasn't won yet. Aren't ordinary prophets polite?"

It's fine to grab it, but it hasn't won yet. For Jiang Zhao, this is an extremely insulting moment.

"Next time, the next time Grandma Ding makes stewed chicken, I will definitely beat you, so that you can't even eat a piece of stewed chicken!"

For her harsh words, Jiu Qi felt extremely disdainful, and didn't take her words seriously, just said.

"Then let's talk about it next time you win."

Then he turned around and went back to the room, leaving Jiang Jiangzhao with an extremely chic back.

Looking at his back, Jiang Zhao couldn't help grinding his teeth, then turned to stare at Si Mubai.

"This is the good book boy you taught, who will talk back to me now!"

Si Mubai smiled, he will not take the blame.

"It was obviously taught by you. When Jiuqi followed me, he was very obedient and never said a word. He has only become like this since he met you."

It was as if someone had opened up Ren Du's second channel all of a sudden, and the whole person was enlightened.

"If he were my son, talking back to me like this, I would rather strangle him than this son!"

It seems that this time he was really pissed off by Jiuqi.

But Si Mubai just patted her on the shoulder and said.

"But he's not your son, he's my bookboy."

""Ahhh...""

"If I can't beat you, I won't play with you anymore."

With that said, he was about to go upstairs and go back to his room to rest.

Si Mubai shouted from below with a smile.

"Didn't you say that you can live to 99 by walking a hundred steps after a meal? Why don't you leave?"

"If I go on, I can only live to be nineteen!"

Those who are angry can only live to nineteen.

Seeing that she wouldn't leave, Si Mubai didn't leave at all, there was nothing to do in a small garden, so he got up and went back to his room to rest.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Zhao thought that he should go to Kyoto Prefecture today, so he didn't stay in bed, and got up early, and went to the Imperial Academy to order a Mao, if someone from Kyoto Prefecture came by then.

Everyone knows that she has something to do, so they can go directly, without asking for leave, wasting a day of rest and bathing.

This is a small abacus, and the head of the courtyard will hear it in the Hanlin Academy.

Jiang Zhao yawned and pushed open the window of the room.

Now it seems that the weather is really getting warmer. Now that the windows are open, I can no longer feel the biting coldness before.

Although it is still a bit cold, it is within the tolerance range.

After putting on the clothes, I went to the bubble house to find Madam Ding.

"Mother Ding, have you boiled water? The well water is so cold."

I originally planned to just fetch a basin of water and wash it, but just filled a bucket of water and put my hand in to measure the temperature. I decided to forget it, and the step of boiling water could not be omitted.

"It's burning, just wait a little longer, it will be ready soon."

Nanny Ding yelled inside and replied.

Jiang Zhao simply put the water on and walked into the blister room.

"It's still warm in the stove, and I don't want to leave after sitting."

The light of the fire shone on her face, making her little face flushed red.

"Of course it's comfortable in the stove, but it's cold when the fire is out."

If you don't feel the warmth in advance, the coldness brought by the weather can still be tolerated, but after sitting in the stove for a while, getting up and going outside, you will feel that the outside is several times colder than before.

"It's okay, let the stove keep burning."

"Oh, it takes a lot of firewood to keep burning. The fire wall keeps burning all day, and the firewood at home is used up faster than before."

Thinking of the wall of fire, Mammy Ding felt distressed, burning so much firewood non-stop in a day, enough firewood for the family to use for several days before.

"Oh, Mother Ding, it's just that the firewood is easy, if you burn it out, you can just buy it."

"Buy? Don't buy it with money."

Jiang Zhao immediately fell silent, and there was no need to discuss this issue with the old man.

"Okay, the water is ready, go wash up quickly."

Nanny Ding looked at the boiling water in the pot and said.

Jiang Zhao got up quickly, scooped a ladle of water in the pot, added some cold water she brought up earlier, and wiped her face with a towel, counting it as a wash.

There is no facial cleanser here, anyway, it has been here for so many years.

After washing her face, she dug out a big lump of Qibai Cream and sprayed it on her face. Although she didn't care about whitening, she just applied it as a face cream.

The winter in the north is really too dry. If you go out without applying something, your face will crack.

Also have to paint the hands and feet, otherwise it is easy to crack.

So at home, Jiang Zhao forced Wei Xiang, Simu Bai and Jiu Qitu.

Originally, they still wanted to resist, a few old men, it's too bad to paint this woman's stuff.

(End of this chapter)