Yu Jun

Qi Chang also shouted "Hello".

He remembered that Mo Lingfeng didn't like archery. When he was teaching archery to three people in Yinbei, Kuanzhou, Mo Lingfeng often sat aside and ate snacks.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, Mo Lingfeng had already mastered archery skills.

While he was thinking wildly, Mo Lingfeng suddenly turned his head and looked at Qi Chang outside the crowd. He raised his hand and threw the long bow to Xiao Dou and walked over.

The female soldiers separated into a lane. Mo Lingfeng took off the tassel on his thumb and gave it to the ones who were following. She turned her head and glanced and found that the people following were not Nomad Qing, but two tall men. Maid.

As for the nomadic minister, he couldn't use his extraordinary abilities, so he followed behind with two short legs.

Mo Lingfeng handed Yue to the maid who followed him: "The rice is placed in the flower hall outside the study."

She walked towards Qi Chang in her spare time and looked at him mercilessly.

"Gu..." Qi Chang was frightened from the bottom of his heart at the look in Mo Lingfeng's eyes, and changed his words in a panic, "General Mo."

Ever since he met Mo Lingfeng, he had been afraid of her eyes, as if she could see through people's hearts from the smallest details, and nothing could escape her eyes.

He suddenly felt that his clothes were too new and not comfortable enough, which made him uncomfortable. His hands were about to move, trying to pull the sleeves and pull the hem - but the banknotes in the sleeves were angular, and he was worried that there would be clues.

Holding back his hands, he quietly turned his eyes to Mo Lingfeng. He felt that Mo Lingfeng was as thin and straight as the edge of a sword, and the light on the gold collar became sharp, and his eyes shone like pig iron.

Mo Lingfeng strode forward: "Let's go to the flower hall, it's a mess here."

Qi Chang's eyes were confused, like a duck being held up by the neck, and he followed silently.

The study and flower hall was spacious and quiet. The bustle of the back garden came in from a distance, sharp and thin, light and trembling, and finally scattered in every corner. The sound of running water sounded one after another. It was Mo Lingfeng who went to the back to clean his hands and wipe his face.

The louder the sounds outside the flower hall, the more it seems that there is a dead silence in the flower hall, and there are many people downstairs. They are everywhere in the corridor, outside the door, outside the window, inside the door, beside the table, and beside the case. They all have their heads held high, like the owner. Generally standing without squinting, which is uncomfortable.

Mo Lingfeng came out with his hands clean, and the attitudes of his servants changed accordingly. Although their heads were still held high, the momentum dissipated.

Qi Chang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the feeling of horror gradually dissipated. He quickly stood up and stepped forward to pull a chair for Mo Lingfeng, but Mo Lingfeng stopped his hand and asked his servant to pull the chair away.

She asked someone to set up a table: "I specially invite you to eat Kuanzhou cuisine. No need to be polite, just take a seat."

Qi Chang was still standing, watching his servants place the wine cup and pot first, then stepped forward, held the pot for Mo Lingfeng, filled a glass of fruit wine, and then sat down across two seats from Mo Lingfeng.

He was light and airy early this morning, but his whole body was completely shapeless. After being ridiculed, he landed on his feet. When he entered the General's Mansion, he became even less arrogant.

Taking a deep breath into the sweet fruit wine, he chewed the word "please" that Mo Lingfeng said, and felt warm in his heart - the person who was most qualified to express kindness and mention the past of master and servant invited him to dinner.

The dishes came one after another, all home-cooked dishes from Kuanzhou, including a mutton soup, a donkey intestine, a pressed pork, a roasted tofu, a basket of sugar dimes, two bowls of steaming mutton soup buckwheat noodles, and some noodles to go with it. Small dish of tempeh, vinegar and garlic, and fish bream.

These bowls and plates didn't look expensive, but they tasted the same as they were used to when they were in Kuanzhou.

Mo Lingfeng ate the sugar dime first. The rock sugar in the dime had not completely melted in the oil pan, and there were still very small particles for her to bite into and taste.

After finishing one, she put down her chopsticks, licked her lips slightly, and nodded: "Not bad."

Qi Chang grabbed the chopsticks and ate carefully, chewing silently. While Mo Lingfeng was talking, he tremblingly picked up the tofu. The tofu was dripping with juice, and half of it was broken into the bowl. He was greatly embarrassed and hurriedly picked up the tofu. Once, while holding out the bowl to catch it, Mo Lingfeng nodded: "It tastes the same as the one in Kuanzhou." Mo Lingfeng picked up a small mouthful of noodles and put it into his mouth to eat: "How is the food in your Hanlin Academy?"

She pushed the plate of black bean sauce in front of Qi Chang so that Qi Chang wouldn't dare to reach out because he was too far away.

Qi Chang's nervousness was relieved. He poured some black bean sauce into the noodle bowl and replied: "It's not bad, but not many people eat it. If I say it's delicious, they will laugh. Later, Brother Wu kept eating, so he didn't People said it."

"Those who have experienced bitterness will find everything sweet."

"Yes, it's a pity that the cook doesn't know how to cook Kuanzhou cuisine. Every time he cooks it, it's always the same."

Mo Lingfeng took a bite of tofu and said, "It's getting cold now. Have you lit up the stove in the Imperial Academy?"

"It has risen, and there is enough charcoal, but there is no ice in summer. Ice is only found in the Hanlin Garden of the Forbidden Palace."

After finishing speaking, Qi Chang bravely picked up a candy dime and ate it. When he took a bite, it was crispy, oily and sweet, and the taste of granulated sugar and rock sugar poured into his mouth.

After finishing one, he quietly licked the sweetness left between his lips and teeth, and took a sip of the fruit wine.

So sweet.

Mo Lingfeng waited for him to finish and asked, "You are the minister. There is a sutra banquet this month. Have you been there?"

The fruit wine was also sweet, which made Qi Chang feel dizzy. He ate two tempeh to calm down: "No, His Majesty attaches great importance to the Sutra Banquet in the inner court and will perform things at the Sutra Banquet. At the two Sutra Banquets this month, Brother Wu will lead the classics." The above colleagues will go."

He couldn't help but panic when he saw Mo Lingfeng asking so much about the affairs of the Hanlin Academy. He didn't know what Mo Lingfeng was trying to find out.

Lowering his head to pick up the buckwheat noodles and take a bite, he didn't know what to say and what not to say.

The court has always been turbulent. The higher you stand, the fiercer the fight. If you say a wrong word or write a wrong word, it will become a handle for your opponent.

He moved his butt uneasily, waiting for Mo Leifeng to ask more and more questions, but Mo Leifeng seemed to be able to read his mind and didn't ask anything.

Silence fell in the flower hall. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to eat. He fidgeted and searched for something to say: "This house is big, and it's not easy to live in Kyoto. I rented a house in a remote place for one person, and it cost a lot of money a month."

Mo Lingfeng drank a glass of fruit wine and nodded: "Kyoto is an important city, and a square foot of land is worth the same as gold. It is often read in the tabloids that His Majesty gives houses to important ministers."

Seeing that she did not pursue the Hanlin Academy, Qi Chang secretly rejoiced. He recounted a few words about what he had seen and heard in Kyoto, which made his mouth dry. He drank two more glasses of fruit wine, and when he had eaten up half of the country in front of him, Only then did he realize that the You hour had passed.

The drizzle outside the house was like a gossamer, floating where there were lights. He hurriedly stood up and said goodbye.

Mo Lingfeng did not leave him alone. A servant sent him out of the middle gate. As soon as he gave him the umbrella, Nomad Qing suddenly chased him out.

"Qi Shi said," Nomad Qing ran to the door without an umbrella, reached out to pat away the water droplets that had condensed on his clothes, took out a roll of old banknotes from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Qi Chang, "The general asked me to deliver it. .”

Qi Chang looked down and saw that the banknotes were half rolled and half stretched in his palm. There were probably about ten of them, each worth 100 taels.

The two banknotes with irregular origins in his sleeves suddenly became hot.