Chapter 113
Yuan Zhao and Zheng Jingyan came to the large study room in the front yard, and all the staff were there. Some stood in front of the bookshelf and flipped through books, and some leaned on the huge long table to study the sand table carefully. They communicated in a low voice, and a few people gathered around the table, poking their fingers on the large paper on the table, arguing in low voices, as soon as the two of them entered, all the voices stopped, and when they settled down in their seats, one of them came up with a smile. Previous report:
"The news came from the palace just now: King Qin's royal tour to the south has been completed!"

Yuan Zhao and Zheng Jingyan looked at each other and smiled.

The next step is naturally to discuss the long-formed southern tour plan, and then discuss a few more important matters, and make a decision. Unknowingly, the sky is slightly pale, and it is almost dawn.

A sumptuous breakfast was prepared in the palace, and Yuan Zhao invited Zheng Jingyan to enjoy it in the flower hall, but Zheng Jingyan shook his head: "I want to go back!"

Yuan Zhao was puzzled: "It's already daylight, so you still want to come over later? Is it fun to walk around?"

Zheng Jingyan glanced at him and said calmly, "I have to go back and wake Yiqing up!"

After speaking, ignoring Yuan Zhao's reaction, he strode away from the study with his hands behind his back.

Yuan Zhao was struck by lightning, and Ding Dingchu was on the spot for a long time before he recovered from his senses. He choked on a meatloaf on the breakfast table twice.

After breakfast, Yiqing thought about what happened between Fang Baochan and Zheng Lanti last night, and was afraid that there would be some entanglements that could not be resolved today, so she said to Zheng Jingyan, "The house is in such a mess, why don't you go out?"

Zheng Jingyan comforted me gently: "Don't worry, you go to the council hall to do your work first, and I'll go pay my respects to my grandmother and mother, and I'll go out after discussing things. Our old lady looks like she loves her grandchildren as much as she does." , since she was a child, she also asked me to treat my cousins ​​kindly, but she was divided in her heart! She has already made an attitude towards Baochan, Lanti... Grandma will listen to me! Don't worry!"

Yiqing nodded, she had nothing to worry about, and it wasn't her own family's business, but she was just worried that if things got confused, even though she was a temporary young wife, she would have to run around to serve them, which was very troublesome!

She has only done a lot of thankless things in this life, and in her previous life she was never sticky.

The two walked out of the Yuhui Courtyard together, and Zheng Jingyan told Yiqing again: "I may be busy these days, besides walking around with King Qin, I also take care of Mrs. Pang. The spring curtain is coming, so he can't make too many mistakes. Father-in-law doesn’t matter, he just needs to report his work like other officials and wait for evaluation. I have already made arrangements! So you don’t have to worry about the parents-in-law’s house. I can’t go home often to eat with the old people. You take care of me!"

Yiqing only nodded seriously: He is taking care of her family outside, so she has to take good care of his family too, right?

When Fang Baochan and his wife left the Hou Mansion, Fang Baochan was absolutely unwilling to leave, and wanted to drag Gong Zijie to live in the Hou Mansion. Mrs. Fang Zheng was admonished by Mrs. Zheng last night, for the sake of her son Baozhang, regardless of her daughter's begging, He hardened his heart and sent his daughter and son-in-law away. Seeing Gong Zijie dressed in brocade clothes, with a handsome face and coquettish eyes, the more he looked at him, the more annoyed he became--the daughter is just too ignorant, and Babaer is obsessed with such a useless skin, handsome and capable eat?After all these years of being married to him for nothing, she didn't reap any benefits, but was worried about him instead!
Thinking about the nasty things Gong Zijie did behind Baochan's back, she became even more angry, if she didn't want to coax them to leave quickly, she couldn't help but slap this romantic bastard a few times.

A man who specializes in eating, drinking, and having fun is worthless, he might as well be beaten to death!Zuo Baochan is still young, widows are widows, there are plenty of young widows in the capital who are married to good families!

It was close to noon after Yiqing finished handling the affairs of the inner palace. Seeing that the sun was shining brightly and the weather was a little warm, she thought about it, and ordered Hua Yu to go back to Yuhui Courtyard, while she led her servants to Anhui. He Tang went to have lunch.

The old lady had a talkative and coquettish cousin as a companion. Yiqing felt very good, which saved her a lot of worry. This was also the reason why Yiqing liked Feng Yuejiao more than Fang Baochan and Wang Wenhui. Good thing, Feng Yuejiao also knows how to press the shoulders and legs of the old lady, and put on a charming smile to make the old lady happy, but Fang Baochan and Wang Wenhui only know how to ask for nothing in return, and if they are unhappy, they will give the old lady a bad face look!

I really can't stand such a weird thing!

Sitting beside the old lady, Mrs. Wan talked about some things in the Feng family. The old lady listened with great interest, nodded and nodded from time to time in response, and asked a question. She is close to 70 years old and has not returned to her natal family for a few years. , although her parents have passed away long ago, it is the place where she grew up after all, so she has to worry about it.

It was Fang Zheng who sat beside her with red eyes, and from time to time she raised her hand to wipe her face with a handkerchief. The old lady was inevitably affected by her emotions, and there was no smile on her face.

After Yiqing went forward to salute and greet the elders, the old lady let the meal pass.

Mrs. Zheng and Wan supported the old lady, and Yiqing followed them. Behind them were Wang Wenhui and Feng Yuejiao.

Mrs. Fang Zheng is not eating at An He Tang today. Her son Fang Baozhang has returned from the academy, and she is going back to Chang Le Yuan to accompany her son to have a meal.Baozhang is already 17 years old, and his cousin who has not left the cabinet has been known since childhood, so there is no need to be formal, but there is a newly married cousin in the inner house, who is younger than him. Cousin Hou Ye set a new rule for him and Wang Wenyuan: except Besides coming in to say hello to the old lady and wife, I can't stay in the inner courtyard as long as before.

Fang Zheng was sad just now because Baozhang came back with great difficulty, even if he couldn't see his sister, he couldn't spend more time with his grandmother, and he couldn't even have a meal with his grandmother.
Wan brought some local rituals, so there were several old lady's favorite hometown dishes on the lunch table. Wan said with a smile: "My mother-in-law said that my aunt likes to eat these dishes when she is at home, especially this fried rice dish. Stewed dried bamboo shoots are best served with rice, Auntie can try it!"

Mrs. Zheng smiled and picked a dried bamboo shoot that Wanshi carried on her plate, chewed it in her mouth, nodded and said: "It still tastes the same, delicious, chewy! It's old, not too chewy." It's moving!"

Yiqing served dishes for the old lady, Mrs. Zheng, and Wan Shi respectively, and politely let the two cousins ​​sit down to eat by herself. She is also very hungry!

After taking a bite of the dried bamboo shoots, it was really delicious, but seeing that the old lady was no longer interested in the dried bamboo shoots, she said: "Actually, there is another way to eat these dried bamboo shoots. It is also very delicious when used to stew chicken soup!"

Wan Shi said: "Yes, that's really delicious!"

The old lady looked at Yiqing: "There are more bamboo shoots in the south, right?"

"That's nature, it grows all over the mountains and plains!"

The old lady couldn't help laughing: "Girl, bamboo shoots grow in bamboo forests, how can they grow all over the mountains and plains? Don't go out and tell people, it's a joke!"

The Wan family also covered their mouths and smiled. The Feng family has a villa with bamboo forests, so they know how the bamboo shoots grow.

Yiqing is very innocent: She has really seen bamboo shoots growing all over the mountains and wilds, okay?But that was a matter of the previous life!

The old lady smiled and asked Chunnuan to add half a bowl of rice porridge to eat. Yiqing brought her a piece of chicken and said, "Grandma, let's make these bamboo shoots into a sour, slightly spicy cold salad like yesterday's." How is the food?"

The old lady hurriedly said: "Wow! Can you do it?"

"If you always want to eat, I will do it!"

The old lady laughed and scolded: "This bad girl! The weather is hot, and I don't have a good appetite. If there is the dish made by my mother-in-law yesterday... just a small dish! Well, it's very good whether it's for dinner or porridge !"

Yiqing smiled and said: "I met the mother who is in charge of the kitchen this morning, and I have told her: go to the market tomorrow to buy, and pay attention to the freshly picked wild vegetables in the vegetable market, then buy them. Fresh and tender vegetables are fine too, I will make cold salad for my grandmother tomorrow, make sure it tastes the same!"

The old lady smacked her lips: "That's great, but we have to wait until tomorrow! Why don't you make one with this bamboo shoot now?"

Yiqing was speechless, the plate of dried bamboo shoots on the table was quite delicious, and she was almost finished eating them, she really didn't have the ability to turn them into cold salad, but fortunately she was prepared, she turned her head and asked if Huayu is coming?

Hua Yu came in holding a food box, and Chun Nuan went to help open the food box, inside was a plate of neatly sliced, golden pickles.

Hua Yu panted slightly: "This servant took this melon, and then went to the kitchen to ask Mama Cai to use the knife - according to the orders of the Young Madam, because it is a cold dish, you must boil the water to scald the cutting board and the kitchen knife. It’s too late to cut melons!”

The old lady hurriedly said: "It's not too late, it's not too late! Let me have a look, what kind of melon is this? It looks good and smells really good!"

Madam Zheng said, "I look like a cucumber!"

Wan Shi also said: "It's courgettes, pickled courgettes, but the pickles are too good, the color is bright, so beautiful!"

Yiqing put the salted cucumber on the table, and the old lady took a slice to taste. The taste was crisp, sour and salty, with a slight spicy taste.

The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes: "This is as delicious as that cold dish, where did it come from?"

Yiqing said: "It's also from her mother's house, only one jar."

"Okay, okay, one jar is one jar, let's keep it, save it and eat slowly!"

Yiqing thought to herself that the old lady is really old and young, sometimes the old lady is like a child, just now she was depressed and had no appetite, so she tried to seduce her with some fresh food, and then she smiled happily again, and she ate two and a half bowls of porridge, two white noodles Steamed buns, and also ate the three pieces of chicken that Yiqing coerced her.

Mrs. Zheng also ate a lot of food, and with the help of two cousins, the plate of pickled cucumbers soon became nothing more than a plate.

The old lady was a little disappointed that she couldn't catch the last piece, but Yiqing thought it was just right, you can't eat too much salted food, just a few slices as an appetizer.

It's not as good as the cold dishes mixed with rice vinegar, small ground sesame oil, minced garlic, etc. The method is correct and hygienic, with pure natural ingredients, so she can eat as much as she wants.

(End of this chapter)

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