Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 213

An Ning didn't often have time to cook, and Wei Sichen arranged for Lin Qing to go with Gu Ren to secretly select some seedlings suitable for being a spiritual chef, so Fenghua Xueyue practiced cooking with her.

It's just that Fenghua obviously doesn't have the talent in this area, but Xueyue, probably because she likes to make medicine, is very good at making spiritual food and refining it.

Xueyue is responsible for most of their spiritual food now.

It's true that she hasn't eaten anything since yesterday, and An Ning is also a little hungry.

Kangkang was so hungry that his stomach was growling for a long time, and he didn't dislike the fact that it was all vegetarian porridge. He picked up the porridge bowl and began to eat with side dishes.

"You didn't go back yesterday?" An Ning took a few sips from the porridge bowl, then put down the bowl, took the soy milk and drank it slowly, asking.

Wei Sichen was picking up vegetables for his son who was struggling to cook porridge, and nodded when he heard the words, "I went to Qintian Palace, and the funeral must be presided over by the national teacher."

It was only then that An Ning remembered that the national teacher was seriously injured by the resentful demon, and it seemed that she was not healed, "What's the matter?" Because of Qingqiu's relationship, she didn't have a good impression of the so-called national teacher.

"I can't die, I've used medicine, at least it's enough to preside over the funeral." Wei Sichen said casually.

He did have the capital to not take people seriously. To him, that national teacher was just a brat, and his cultivation level was not much higher than his son's.

"Heh, who is this king who is so rebellious, openly despises the palace rules, and disrespects the queen mother, so it is the third brother. It is no wonder that the third brother did not grow up in the palace since he was a child. It is normal that he does not know the palace rules."

Hearing this yin and yang voice, several people turned their heads to look, and saw a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old in sackcloth walking over surrounded by several people with a sneer on his face.

No need to guess who this person is.

Her impression of Concubine Xian was already very bad, and now hearing what the Ninth Prince said, she probably wasn't a good one, so An Ning didn't bother to talk to her, and turned her head to pick up the porridge bowl and continue drinking.

Wei Sichen also ignored the other party directly, and brought some food for Kangkang, urging him to eat quickly.

The Ninth Prince was ignored, his expression darkened immediately, and he felt that he couldn't get down from the stage, and he became more and more annoyed in an instant.

He led the people and walked forward quickly, "Wei Sichen, you..."

He had just set foot on the first step of the gazebo when two figures floated down abruptly, and at the same time raised their arms to block his way.

The Ninth Prince was startled by the sudden appearance, and fell back as soon as his heels were empty.

Fortunately, those dogs were still following behind him, and they quickly reached out to support them.

His guards also hurried forward to put on a protective posture, but because of the empress dowager's rest period, except for the imperial guards and the guards of the Jingning Palace, the rest were not allowed to carry swords, and their postures were a bit funny for a while.

"Ninth Prince, are you okay?"

A group of dog legs supporting him hurriedly asked questions.

The Ninth Prince was so angry that he threw away their hands, glared angrily at the expressionless people standing in front like stone pillars, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and he immediately shouted, "Come here, there are assassins, arrest them!" .”

"Yes." His guard looked at their master, and at Wei Sichen who was still ignoring the place inside. A blind man could tell that these two were obviously King Rongtai's people.

It's just that they belonged to the Ninth Prince, so naturally they could only obey orders and immediately surrounded them, anyway, it was only two people.

As a result, the two men didn't move their positions, and the six guards who surrounded them to arrest them were all kicked away and fell to the ground in less than a few breaths, unable to get up.

The Ninth Prince and his party were suddenly dumbfounded.

This conflict also attracted some people's attention, especially the monarch who was about to send her back to the palace because Concubine Xian was dizzy, and the group happened to see this scene.

Concubine Xian saw that her son was also on the spot, her expression changed immediately, she didn't feel dizzy anymore, and she immediately sat up straight.

At this moment, the Ninth Prince was reacting, seeing that his guard was beaten to the ground by two guards before he could make a move, his expression became even more ugly.

He pointed sternly at the family of three who were still enjoying the court food leisurely, and said angrily, "Wei Sichen, do you still pay attention to the palace rules and openly hurt people in the palace? You are contemptuous of the imperial power!"

The monarch's bamboo sedan chair was carried over, and as soon as he approached, he heard the Ninth Prince's angry scolding.

The monarch frowned slightly.

Concubine Xian, who had been observing him, thumped in her heart, and said quickly, "What's wrong with Yu'er, why are his guards all down on the ground, isn't that King Rongtai?"

The monarch frowned even tighter.

At this moment, Wei Sichen's voice sounded.

"You represent the imperial power?"

The fluttering words made everyone present change their expressions.

Concubine Xian's face was particularly pale.

The Ninth Prince hadn't realized the meaning of what he said, and sneered, "Isn't this palace representing you? It's just an outcast from the disaster star. What are you? If you are sensible, just hide in your bastard. The fief, maybe I can live a few more years."

The expressions of the people next to him changed again. Although Wei Sichen was indeed not favored, he was still a prince after all, and he was higher than the Ninth Prince in terms of rank and status.

As a younger brother, if the Ninth Prince's remarks are spread, it will inevitably be popular.

In other words, anyone can say such things, but the Ninth Prince cannot.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look around, and they happened to see the monarch's team at the corner, and their faces turned pale with fright.

But at this time, before Wei Sichen could react, An Ning suddenly said, "Throw them all out!"

"Yes." A unanimous answer sounded, and several figures suddenly appeared on the field, quickly catching everyone on the field, including the Ninth Prince, and throwing them far away like carrying a bag with lightness kung fu. Regardless of the identity of the other party.

Wei Sichen saw An Ning's rarely sullen face, and said, "Don't pay attention to his words." But his eyes were full of smiles.

An Ning gave him a blank look.

"Mom, I'll teach him a lesson." Kangkang leaned over and said with righteous indignation.

"Eat your meal, go rest with Sister Xueyue after eating." An Ning raised her hand to pinch his cheek.

Kangkang pouted, and obediently continued to bury his head in eating, but his eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what bad idea he was thinking.

At the corner, Concubine Xian had a pale face. She was worried about her son's safety, and because of the monarch's reaction, she could only shake her lips and turn to look at the monarch, and said cautiously, "Mr...."

The monarch raised his hand to signal her to silence, and then made a gesture.

The imperial supervisor understood, gestured to the others, and led the bamboo sedan chair team to turn around and leave.

He just took a meaningful look at Concubine Xian when he left.

He hasn't become the crown prince yet, but he said it so smoothly one by one, he must have called himself like this in private, the Ninth Prince's heart is really big, should I say it is stupid or straightforward.

Concubine Xian's team was left behind.

Concubine Xian's face turned even paler, she finally gritted her teeth, turned her head and cast a bitter look in the direction of the pavilion, and asked people to quickly carry her to catch up with the direction where her son was taken away.

(End of this chapter)