Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 216 The Wonderful Third Miss Lu

An Ning raised her eyebrows with a half-smile, and smiled, "Yeah, I was joking." It's just that the smile looks so mysterious that people can't figure it out.

Bei Tangjun also couldn't figure out her thoughts, just like this high-profile provocation, "What are you going to do, do you have any plans?"

"This..." An Ning subconsciously tapped her chin with a carving knife, looked at the other party with a smile, and raised the corners of her mouth until she looked at the other party uncomfortable, "I won't tell you."

"Hey, hey, when did you become naive, and you still play with children's terminology."

An Ning gave him a blank look.

At this moment, Xueyue came over with a tray, on which were special special spirit tea treats.

Beitang Jun took a sip of tea, then smiled and said to An Ning, "You girl is good at crafting, do you plan to arrange anything for her?"

"What advice do you have?"

"I suggest that we can also keep her in the imperial city to manage the 'Wine and Food Cave' and make it the treasure of the town's kitchen." Beitang Jun shook his fan with a smile.

Xue Yue frowned slightly when she heard this, she glanced at An Ning nervously, but didn't speak.

An Ning hummed and nodded, "Your suggestion is good, but I can't bear it. Our family now relies on Xueyue, and it's not easy to cultivate someone who suits our wishes."

Xue Yue secretly heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Then you can train me a few people who can build buildings."

An Ning snorted, "Come on, I don't know what you're planning. You can order a few people to come over. I'll take them for a few days and see the situation during the opening period."

"That's a good relationship." Having achieved his goal, Beitang Jun smiled more and more beautifully.

Just as she was talking, Feng Hua came over with a basket in her hand, put the basket on the table, and took out an invitation card with a pattern of crabapple printed on it from her sleeve pocket.

"Master, the guard sent it over just now, saying that the third lady of Duke Lu's mansion sent someone to send you an invitation."

"Miss Lu Guogong?" An Ning frowned.

Beitang Jun raised his eyebrows, obviously knowing this person.

Xue Yue immediately said, "Duke Lu is the sworn brother of the late emperor, and he is also the uncle of the monarch by seniority. The third daughter of Duke Lu was married to the Ninth Prince, and the wedding date was originally set for the end of this year, but because of the Queen Mother...so the wedding date has been postponed by one year."

Hearing that it was related to the Ninth Prince, An Ning frowned.

"Miss Lu San is a peculiar woman, maybe you can meet her." Seeing An Ning frowning as she read the invitation, Beitang Jun obviously didn't want to pay any further attention, so he said.

An Ning looked at him in surprise, it was rare to hear him praise a certain woman, and immediately became interested, "Do you know her?"

Bei Tangjun shrugged, "It's not considered acquaintance, I just met a few times, but this Miss Lu San seems to be obsessed with cooking, it is said that because of this, she is often forced by Lu Guo's public relations to give up cooking and practice piano Chess, calligraphy and painting, but I didn’t expect that not only did she not give up her enthusiasm for cooking, but she created her own set from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, um, it’s quite an interesting way of cooking.”

"Qinqi calligraphy and painting, cooking skills?" Hearing this, An Ning's interest has been completely aroused.

But when he thought of the Ninth Prince, his interest dropped a bit.

Seeming to see what she was thinking, Bei Tangjun said again, "Actually, not only Miss Lu San is unwilling to this marriage, but Duke Lu is also unwilling, but the king has to obey the will, or you can be her turning point."

An Ning was surprised, and then looked at Beitang Jun, raised her eyebrows and looked at him inquiringly, "Why is it so interesting to say good things for her so hard?"

Bei Tangjun immediately closed his fan and cast a sidelong glance at her, "I owed her a favor before."

"Oh, so you want me to pay the bill for you?" An Ning sneered.

Although I couldn't understand the last word, but I could guess the general meaning, Beitang Jun immediately smiled gently and kindly, "This is probably a brother's debt, it's only right and proper, and what I said is also true, her cooking skills are indeed very good. Interesting, maybe there will be some unexpected gains for you."

An Ning gave him a white look, then raised her hand to touch her chin, she had already made a decision.

That night, all relevant information about Duke Lu's mansion and Miss Lu San appeared in her hands.

After flipping through the thick documents in her hand, she finally understood Bei Tangjun's so-called low profile.

It is indeed very low-key, so low-key that they don't even know that there is such a noble family.

The Duke of Lu came from a high family background. He was originally the son of a prince. In the battle for the throne three dynasties ago, his family died for the successor. There was only one child left, who was the Duke of Lu.

Later, the Duke of Lu was brought up by the monarch, and he and the first emperor could be regarded as playmates who grew up together, and later helped him seize the throne and proclaim himself emperor, and the relationship between the two was irreversible.

But in his later years, the first emperor became more and more suspicious, fearing that the Lu State Conference would harm his son, so he began to suppress him.

Since then, Duke Lu has kept a low profile, almost retiring from the seal.

The monarch will suddenly refer Miss Lu to the Ninth Prince, probably because he wants to use the power of Duke Lu to help the Ninth Prince, because apart from Duke Lu who is indifferent to the world, no power in the court can be trusted at present.

Lu Guogong looked down on the Ninth Prince, but he had no choice but to push the marriage again and again.

Originally, the wedding was going to be held after the Ninth Prince and Crown Ceremony last year, but it was postponed to this year only after Lu Guogong managed to shirk it.

Now I have the opportunity to push for another year.

"The Lu family?" Wei Sichen picked up the document and glanced at it.

An Ning regained consciousness, unconsciously smiled, "I'm back."

Wei Sichen took advantage of the opportunity and sat down beside her, raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders, while pretending to hint, he asked, "What's wrong with the Lu family?"

An Ning laughed, got up and stood behind him, massaged his shoulders familiarly, and briefly explained the matter, adding at the end, "What do you think of this Miss Lu?"

"Miss Lu? Who? I don't know." Wei Sichen replied very firmly.

An Ning smiled, pinched the back of his neck hard, and snorted, "You are so delicious, I don't think there is anyone who is good at cooking in Huangdu. I don't know."

"Cough." The back of the neck is a person's weakness, Wei Sichen was pinched so that his neck shrank, and then he took her hand and pulled him into his arms, smiling a little, "Don't be jealous, I really don't know her, I have also eaten the dishes made by her, but it was arranged by Beitang."

"Whoever is jealous, don't put gold on your face." An Ning gave him a blank look, trying to break free.

With the beautiful woman in his arms, Wei Sichen's eyes immediately turned strange.

He held down the noisy little woman in his arms, turned his head to look at the quiet back room, quickly lowered his head and pecked her ear, and said suggestively, "Let's talk in the space, how about it?"

An Ning reacted, her face flushed immediately, she immediately raised her elbow and gave him a crutch, and quickly got up, "What do you think about every day!"

"Of course it's you, and our son, but the son is a bit lonely, how about we have another daughter?" Wei Sichen smiled evilly, got up and hugged him again.

"I want to give birth to you." An Ning blushed even more.

"How did I give birth to myself? Of course I need you to cooperate. Let's go into the space, eh? Don't wake up my son." Wei Sichen squinted his eyes and chuckled, his voice was low and hoarse with a hint of magnetic vibrato, and it sounded like something in his ears. It's a bit seductive.

(End of this chapter)