Jinghua little cook

Chapter 14

The crisp and tender willow leaves couldn't withstand the whirlwind, and they broke off to ride the wind. They drew a nearly perfect arc in the air, and landed lightly at Lu Xiling's feet.

The lords belonging to the imperial army behind them were drinking tea while discussing the strategy for the next round of tug-of-war.

Lu Xiling dismissed the bean sprouts, sat by the stove, and burned a bowl of agarwood, drinking it while dazed.

On the day she and Bai Ye were married by prostration, the pear blossoms were snowing, and all the officials came to congratulate them.

After all, Lu Xiling is a highly educated modern core, and she can't understand political marriage very much.

But this is ancient times, and there are many things she can do nothing about. As for her cousin who is like a fairy, she can only say that her family and power are nothing but empty air in front of the arbitrary emperor who can cover up wrongdoing.

At that time, the first emperor saw that Bai Ye only knew how to walk birds and fight cocks every day, and he boasted that he had played a good move-not only used the proton to restrain King Di Beiyue, but also made the other party calm down to work for him.

But he didn't figure it out after thousands of calculations, the second son of the Bai family is a showman.

Men's voices were heard.

"Later, the two Highnesses will leave the stage in person, and the girls must tease each other!"

"Why don't we take a gamble and see which of the two His Highnesses wins the most Huasheng in the end?"

"Is there still a need to gamble?! That must be our master!"

After hearing this, Lu Xiling shook her head regretfully: She has long known about the handsomeness of the Bai family.

The young couple, who were still bean sprouts back then, although the other party has not yet reached the crown, but has broad shoulders and narrow waist, a burly figure, and the muscles exposed in the curtain are always clamoring in the middle of the night.

The little Xiling in her heart curled her lips.

Such delicious meat has been put in her mouth for many years, but she held it back. She really shouldn't be a cook, but a aunt instead.

The man took a sip of the drink and said: "I don't think so! Our master's reputation is not very good now, even if the daughter's family is greedy for the master's appearance, they dare not come forward to express it."

"When I mention this, I get angry! Our master is a good man, how could he beat a woman."

The people on the side also thought it was something out of nothing, but they still faced the reality and said: "When the capital is settled safely, the next step is to choose concubines for several highnesses. All the prefectures have handed over the picture albums of noble ladies, the family of the Fourth Highness has the most, and our Highness... the least..."

There was a sigh, and there was a silence behind him.

Lu Xiling listened guiltily for a while, only to hear He Ping say indignantly: "Those women listen to the wind and rain, and they can't catch His Highness's eyes at all! It's better if they don't want to marry, they are not worthy of carrying shoes for our Highness."

"However..." He Ping thought of something and said in a low voice: "In the picture of the noble girls sent to the palace this time, there is one who is the daughter of the eunuch She family. Tranquil and graceful, she is just right for our Highness!"

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of harps and harps from the south sounded again, and everyone looked under the old moon tree together.

He Ping's subordinates were pleasantly surprised: "It's her! The noble daughter of the eunuch She family, a gentle girl!"

Lu Xiling stretched her waist and looked over.

On the water in front of the flowers, the woman in the amber-colored skirt is cute and lovely, holding the swing rope timidly, full of tenderness and youthfulness as she swings.

Obviously flushed and at a loss because of nervousness, but at this time, because of the flawless appearance of pink make-up and jade carvings, she looks charming and eager to refuse and welcome.

As expected of the finale, the audience below were dumbfounded.

Lu Xiling's stretching movement also seemed to have stopped.

Isn't this the little lady who was undecided in front of her booth just now?
The little lady is really good-looking, her body is soft and delicate, which matches her ex-husband's appearance and figure very well.

Thinking about her hesitating appearance just now, it is no doubt that she is going to visit Yongwang Mansion with her father.

Unfortunately……

This girl is good in everything, except that she is soft-tempered, and Bai Ye has a sophistical and ugly temper. If she really gets married in the future, she will suffer a lot.

"Girl! Have another bowl!"

He Ping turned around, Lu Xiling took the tea bowl and went to make a drink in the pot with a smile.

As early as when He Ping bought fruit for the first time, he knew that this girl was good-looking, with delicate features and beautiful eyes, not like Xiaojiabiyu, the ladies from a wealthy family, she always had a unique and indescribable charm.

But if you don't compare, you don't think this girl is born with natural beauty,

Now the noble daughter of the eunuch Shejia is in front of her eyes, and when she looks at Lu Xiling again, she smiles casually and brightly, it is like a new spring on the mountain, it is unforgettable.

The point is that the fresh and lively fireworks make people... can't help but want to get closer!

"Fuwei He?" Lu Xiling reminded.

He Ping came to his senses, seeing the person in front of him holding the tea bowl for a long time, he quickly reached out to take it.

The hands are also white and slender like green onions.

He Ping smiled shyly: "Thank you, miss."

Lu Xiling was slightly taken aback, and then smiled.

After living for two lifetimes, if you still can't see the meaning of this point of view, then it's really a waste of life.

After He Ping drank the last bowl, it may be out of a budding spring heart, or it may be because he really thinks that Lu Xiling's Yinzi is good, and before he left, he yelled at his brothers to remove all the Yinzi, including Gu and water.

"I'll send it back to the girl another day."

He Ping was referring to the kettle and the Gu bowl.

Lu Xiling didn't care about it, the clay body of the kettle was already slightly cracked, and it didn't take many times to use it, even more so for the Gu bowl, it wasn't worth a lot of money.

Secondly, the tip He Ping gave was enough to buy a brand new set.

Lu Xiling pretended not to know anything, anyway, at this juncture, what she said was weak, if a man wanted to find a girl, he could make up any reason.

Lu Xiling smiled helplessly, unable to just watch the group leave.

After noon, the second round of the tug-of-war competition began, and the fruits were almost sold out, so Lu Xiling thought about letting the bean sprouts relax and come out to have fun.

But Bean Sprout lost his mind, no matter what Lu Xiling tried to persuade him, it was useless.

After asking, I realized that the child was hungry.

It's been three hours since breakfast, and the bean sprouts have been bouncing north and south for so long, so it's strange not to be hungry.

Without further ado, Lu Xiling started a fire to boil water, and lifted the bamboo basket covered with oilcloth on her right hand. It was the hand-cut noodles she had made early in the morning.

Underneath the lavish flour, the colorful noodles are very beautiful.

Lu Xiling, who had earned a small amount of money, was in a good mood. She hummed a ditty while cooking the noodles, and occasionally chatted with Douya, most of which were Douya's talk, and she was in charge of listening.

Until the last sound of gongs and drums came today, the tug-of-war competition officially ended.

The pedestrian street was bustling with people, Bean Sprout stood by the stove and listened to their chat.

Some people were still immersed in the fierceness of the competition, and the outcome was the same as Lu Xiling's judgment, and it was the imperial army who won the first prize again.

Some people watched the program for a day, smelled it with an empty stomach, and were immediately attracted by the brightly colored noodles.

"How do you sell the colorful pancakes?"

This is what the family eats, they don't sell it, and today the fruits are all sold out, and they will go home after eating.

Just as Bean Sprout was about to answer, Lu Xiling interrupted: "Ten cents a bowl!"

(End of this chapter)