Settle Down In Tang Dynasty

However, wintersweet obviously didn't know that Xue Lang was so open-minded, and angrily scolded: "Mo Zhu, I can't imagine that you have become such a person! Whether Xue Langjun will have a future or not and whether he has talent or not is the matter that your highness is worried about. It is not my turn to worry about being servants! Besides, I only know that Xue Langjun is polite to others. He never despises us because we are slaves. He never shows us any frivolous and rude behavior towards us, nor does he treat us harshly or severely. Don't you respect such a gentleman? "

"Wintersweet!"

Mo Zhu called weakly. "Don't say it again," she said! If you have such a mind, I advise you to go back to your highness as soon as possible and change your job to another place, so as not to let Xue Langjun misunderstand your highness and even implicate us. "

"Wintersweet!"

Wintersweet was ignored. The sound of two people's footsteps, gradually away.

When they were far away, Xue Lang came out of the dark and laughed at himself --

you see, there are so many intelligent people in the world. People who regard people as fools are often fools themselves.

The princess's mansion is full of complicated personnel and people's hearts. As the saying goes, there are rivers and lakes in some places. It seems that the princess house is no exception. The royal highness of the princess is not strict anymore. It is also unable to control the people's heart. After

goes out alone, she must have slaves.

from the conversation between Chimonanthus praecox and Mo Zhu, two people came out from the royal highness of the princess and were the more cheek people in the servants. He was sent to serve Xue Lan's new master book. Obviously, he was not convinced. He did not know if his royal highness knew that the servants she sent were such minds.

Xue Lang thought in his mind, but he didn't show any thoughts. He was not born with a soft younger sister currency, and could not be liked by everyone. What's more, Xue Lang is not a man who can survive by liking others. His brother is a power faction. You can't forget that he is based on strength just because he has an idol face.

What's more, it's just a servant. A slave should care about it. If you live in ancient times, you don't need to do anything. If you are angry, you can't be finished.

Take a hot bath and sleep safely. There are many things to do tomorrow. If you have the time to get angry with Mo Zhu, you might as well consider the work.

No matter in modern or ancient times, as long as a man's career is established, he will have the power and status to speak. Such trivial things as Mo Zhu will be just a sentence at that time.

The world is such a reality, will break all the unrealistic things of the little girl, let her realize the true nature of the reality. Life is so cruel, especially in this hierarchical ancient times, "heart is higher than heaven, life is thinner than paper" is actually a sad story.

Therefore, the next day, Xue Lang was awakened by a burst of meat fragrance, and what was the time to get up -

Forgive Xue Lang, a migrant, for coming for so many days, but he still didn't learn to watch the time.

"Is Lang Jun up?"

As soon as she sat up from the bed, Chimonanthus praecox came in with hot water. Xue Lang washed with hot water and asked, "who is burning a fire outside?"

"Back to Lang Jun, it's xiuniang. Seeing that the meat is cold, she'll heat the fire."

"Is it? No wonder it's so fragrant

After washing and gargling, the flavor becomes stronger. The familiar flavor of stewed meat --

Xue Lang takes a big mouthful of the air full of rich meat flavor, and feels extremely happy in an instant.

"Lang Junzao."

Xiuniang, Wanfu, and Changjian are all there. They say hello to Xue Lang when they see Xue Lang come out. Xue Lang nodded with a smile: "good morning, everyone. Why don't Wanfu sleep more? "

Wan Fu laughs and grabs his head in embarrassment: "back to Lang Jun, the meat is too fragrant. No matter how sleepy, I'm also woken up."

Xue Lang burst out laughing: "you know the goods! Come on, I'll see if I can eat it

With that, she took the chopsticks from xiuniang's hand and went to open the pot cover. Xiuniang had lifted the lid of the pot with her hands and feet, and told Xue Lang, "Lang Jun, be careful to scald it."

Xue Lang said with a smile: "I know, xiuniang, don't look at me like this. I will do things on the stove."

Then he inserted the meat in the pot with his chopsticks --

the stewed pork can't be too rotten. It needs a little bit of chewiness to taste delicious. It's fat but not greasy, crisp but not rotten, and it's refreshing to eat.

But, stewed pig's hoof can't be like pig's head. The pig's hoof should be stewed, which is worse than the pig's head meat. Otherwise, the pig's hooves will not be able to chew.

When Xue Lang went to bed last night, he went out to explain Wanfu. When he put out the fire, he took out the pig's head and put the pig's hooves in the pan.

The pig's head meat has reached the heat, and the pig's hooves will continue to be stewed. Wanfu helps to burn the fire, but xiuniang goes back to the kitchen with the pig's head just out of the pot and cuts it --

"Dong Dong Dong!"

There was a knock on the door, towards the side door outside. Wan Fu answered the door: "who is it?"

When he opened the door, he was a young man, sixteen or seventeen, with a dark face and a very uncomfortable expression on his face. His eyes looked at the middle-aged man standing behind him from time to time.

The young man clasped his fist and arched his hands: "excuse me! I'm Sanlang from the general's house next door. Who is the official living in this courtyard? "Wan Fu quickly returned the salute: "I've met Xiao Lang Jun, this is the courtyard of master Xue. What can I do for you

The young man's dark face clearly showed a layer of red, and murmured: "it's really shame to visit in the morning, but..."

It's just that I didn't come out for a long time. The middle-aged man behind the boy impatiently kicked over and kicked the hesitant teenager aside. He said with a smile: "ha ha, useless boy, it's not easy to say anything. Let me old bear come by himself. Is this the courtyard of master Xue

The middle-aged man has a black face and a thick beard, which is supposed to be a warm smile. I don't know why it is a bit ferocious.

Wanfu knows this one. He is used to his stern appearance. Now he suddenly sees that he is smiling so kindly. He can't react: "little Wanfu to the bear Bear Lang will say hello. My husband is master Xue. What can I do for Xiong Lang? The small ones are good to report. "

Xiong Lang will laugh and say, "since it's master Xue's yard, that's fine. If you go to tell master Xue of your family, you will say that I am an old bear to visit him. "

The young man behind him couldn't help covering his face. He didn't even eat the food in the early morning. He didn't even notice him and came to visit him rashly!

bear Lang will not make complaints about the quick tucking screen of his teenager's heart, but he will look at it with a smile. Wanfu was so looked at by him, the pressure increased suddenly, and said quickly: "Lang will please wait a moment, small this will go to report."

Xue Lang understood that he was not a man of etiquette. He came out and clasped his fist at Xiong Lang at the door: "Xiong Lang, please come in. Don't be so formal."

"Good! Master Xue, Bo Zhen is a happy man, and so is my old bear. He happens to be so close to each other. "

As he spoke, he lifted his feet and came in. When the young man saw it, the black face seemed to be a bit darker, and he almost hid his face and fled.