It's hard to love a concubine

Chapter 133

Qian Xiyao and the others in the distance naturally don't know that Tu Yuan's wife's family is flying around in this small town. In fact, Qian Xiyao is not interested in where to live. What she is interested in is what to eat tonight?When I passed by De'an a few days ago, I ate local famous food.

Hot donkey meat, delicious sheep intestine soup, in fact, the most delicious is braised noodles, braised noodles of various flavors, mung beans, chili sauce, three delicacies, donkey meat, lamb, noodles somersaulting and chewy, soup Completely, when she was waiting to go from De'an Baying to Shandong, she wiped her face and it felt like a circle, she really wanted to take that cook back.

Wan Fuxin said, what kind of thing is this? To be liked by the nobleman, the cook would be very happy. Qian Xiyao hesitated at first, saying that this is not suitable?Those who leave their hometowns have to worry about the mood of the cook, but in the end, when the team left the camp and left, the cook chased him with his wife and children, snot and tears, and said how much it was for him to cook for the lady in the palace. The blessings cultivated in a lifetime and so on.

Later, after Wanfu explained it to her, she understood that in this ancient traffic jam, one might not be able to make a long trip in a lifetime, let alone go to a bustling world like Kyoto, where one would have to raise some nobles and have some money. , who wouldn't want to live in a big city?Although it is always dangerous to work in the palace, it is much better than staying in your hometown facing the loess all your life.

Just like that, Qian Xiyao got a cook, 囧.

Of course, later Xiang'er told her that in order to keep the cook by her side, Wanfu had secretly investigated the eight generations of her ancestors, and that the most careful thing was the entrance, let alone long-term service.

This is of course a later story.

When the emperor's Luan arrived in the town, the whole town was boiling. The villagers knelt all the way, some stretched their necks to watch, some lowered their heads to look secretly. After all, they wanted to see the real dragon who was said to be able to call wind and rain. Some people even say that even standing by the side of the emperor can be infected with the dragon spirit, and his life will be smooth.

They were curious about the emperor, and Qian Xiyao was also curious about them. She secretly opened a corner of the curtain and looked out. The emperor on the side had long been used to it, and she just pretended not to see it. She waited for the cavalry in front to pass by, and the emperor's carriage entered the village. Suddenly, a warm voice burst out, "Long live! Long live, long live!" Qian Xiyao looked at the simple villagers who were kneeling. Although they were wearing coarse clothes, their eyes were pious, as if they were looking at the savior. Looking in the direction of the carriage, a child even put the small wooden horse in his hand on the ground, as if making a contribution. The wooden horse was roughly carved, but it was shiny with oil on it. It was obviously a beloved thing that was often stroked.

Qian Xiyao's heart trembled, and an inexplicable emotion slowly fermented. She quietly put down the curtain and did not speak for a long time. The emperor was a little surprised. He glanced at Qian Xiyao and saw her bowing her head silently. He patted the back of his hand lightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

The emperor's face was still so calm, as if no matter how many things outside could affect him, there was a kind of composure in which the mountain collapsed and he remained calm, Qian Xiyao shook her head and said, "It's all right."

But when we arrived at Tu Yuanwai's house, when ordering lunch, Qian Xiyao only wanted a bowl of noodles. The emperor was very surprised. You must know that after this came out, Qian Xiyao's favorite thing to do was to study local snacks and specialties. The little face made is round and feels very comfortable when pinched.

(End of this chapter)