My historian is dying every day

Chapter 120 [There will be good days in the future]

After entering May, Wen Yanzhi and Fang Zhitong went for a few trips in late spring together, and the sun gradually grew longer than before.But in Wen's mansion, Father Wen and his two elder brothers were still gone after dawn, and even Uncle Wen Yan's figure became less and less visible.

They were not the only ones who were busy, the new subject was completed, and Qi Yu and the Sixth Department were also working on distributing the duties of the mid-term examination candidates, so they had to sneak out of the palace to see Wen Yanzhi for a few days.There were a few internal meetings at the Ministry of Industry, and Wen Yanzhi was called to listen to it twice, and he just got along with everyone. He didn't have much right to speak as a member of the staff.

Regarding important matters, Qi Yu didn't want to procrastinate resigning from the Zen seat in the palace, and even avoided it for a year or two. He only set the grand ceremony for the fall of August, just in time for the big ominous astrology calculated by the Tianchen Division. It is regarded as an explanation to the people of the world when he abdicates.From then on, Second Brother Wen shut himself up in the Ministry of Rites every day in the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, worked hard with Xue Shilang and Cai Shangshu to make an edict to change the contract, and occasionally went back to Wen's mansion just to accompany his pregnant daughter-in-law.

In the middle of the month, because the Office of Internal History wanted to integrate the spring historical materials with the living records of Emperor Qingyuan, the Ministry of Officials told Second Brother Wen that Wen Yanzhi still had to help. After all, the Office of Internal History was indeed short of manpower.

So Wen Yanzhi packed up and entered the palace in official robes.

The Neishi Mansion is still the same, the smell of books and ink in the courtyard is mixed with the fragrance of flowers and notes, and there are piles of historical materials on the dark brown bookshelves.

Cao Buwei, the supervisor of internal history, was not selected as a bachelor, but before he had time to wipe his tears, his son gave him a fat grandson.It must be because of the joy at home, so Cao Buwei has a smile on his face every day these days, and he talks about his grandchildren when he meets everyone, and he relaxes a little bit when it comes to editing chapters. It's fun to have a whole house.

Wen Yanzhi suddenly wondered why Cao Buwei insisted on recording Qi Yu's history every day when he was away. After asking, Cao Buwei pointed to a corner of the mansion courtyard and said with a smile: "There is a new young man. He's the one who's temporarily acting as the housekeeper, and he's staying here to help out today. Hey, he's still a young man with a lot of energy, so it looks good."

"... Younger?" Wen Yanzhi turned his head stiffly.

Looking along Cao Buwei's finger, I saw a young man with white face and thin neck wearing a sandy blue official uniform, packing up the flower paper, looking upright, noticing Wen Yanzhi looking over, he nodded and bowed to Wen Yanzhi, with a smile on his face Anran: "Wen Yuanwai, I have admired him for a long time. I read Wen Yuanwai's past notes, which are detailed and vivid, and the comments are complete. The records are indeed benevolent, wise, and majestic. I am very moved after reading it. I am really ashamed."

Wen Yanzhi nodded slightly: "I dare not do it."

As the subordinates sorted out the flower notes, they became heavier and faster without realizing it.

Cao Buwei said inexplicably: "It's time to ask you to help, Yanzhi, how fast it is..."

The corners of Wen Yanzhi's lips twitched, and after sorting out the last stack in his hands, he took out a blank stack from the floral notes at hand, glanced at the corner of the courtyard, and said to Cao Buwei: "Since I am here today, I will Let me record the history, Lord Cao."

"Huh?" The younger generation looked up in surprise, "Wai Yuan is free today? Isn't there something at home?"

Before Cao Buwei had time to object, Wen Yanzhi had already grabbed the soft charcoal wrapped in cloth on his square table, straightened his back and walked out.

— This is family business.

In the imperial study room, Qi Yu was frowning under the weight of a pile of booklets, took a sip of strong tea, and suddenly heard Zhou Fu say that Wen Yanzhi had arrived, and thought there was something urgent, so he looked up from the case worriedly, only to see Wen Yanzhi came in with a pile of flower paper and soft charcoal.

Qi Yu slowly put aside the folder in his hand: "...What's the matter?"

Wen Yanzhi knelt and went to the back of the screen, expressionless: "I'm going to help the Neishi Mansion today, so I'll come and see you."

Qi Yu was naturally happy to see Wen Yanzhi, and he didn't care about that much, he just said: "Then sit closer." He raised his hand and patted the side for Zhou Fu to add a stool, "Come, sit here."

Wen Yanzhi spread the flower paper on the low table, coughed twice, and said in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty, as a historian, you record history, you should sit here, how can you go to the hall to sit with the emperor? In the past, there were close ministers who sat with the monarch, peeped at the emperor's government orders, and used the emperor's seal, thinking that the government was disorderly, and this is not advisable, ministers, hope the emperor will stop."

After listening for a while, Qi Yu seemed to have figured out the way to do it. He propped his head and said helplessly, "Wen Yanzhi, why are you so awkward? It took me a long time to see you."

"No trouble." Wen Yanzhi lowered his head and brushed the paper with soft charcoal.

——It's not even a fuss yet.Qi Yu moved his shoulders amusedly, stood up and walked behind him, squatted down and hugged him: "Are you mad at me for not going to see you? There are a lot of political affairs recently, you idiot, I can't leave..."

Wen Yanzhi didn't turn his head back: "Is it because I can't leave, or because there is a different view in the hall?"

Qi Yu was puzzled: "...the scenery?"

He turned his head and looked around. Aren't there just a few large bookcases in the imperial study room? In the past few days, he almost smelled the incense after reviewing paperwork.

Don't have scenery, that is to say people.

After thinking about it carefully, he hooked his lips into a smile, stretched Wen Yanzhi's waist and sat him on his lap, "Little idiot, are you jealous? Why... why?" He turned around and asked Zhou Fu , "What's the name of the interim servant yesterday?"

Zhou Fu smiled and said, "I report to the emperor, Du Chu."

"Look," Qi Yu smiled and leaned into Wen Yanzhi's ear and said, "I can't even remember his name, don't be angry."

The ears were so itchy from the heat, Wen Yanzhi raised his hand to rub it in annoyance, but Qi Yu grabbed his hand and kissed him again, and when he turned around, he saw Qi Yu with a complacent expression on his face: "Hey, my family Wen Dadai is eating vinegar, How can I feel so comfortable in my heart?"

Wen Yanzhi put his hand on his thigh bitterly, and said: "If you remember his name, there will be no need to discuss it in Zong Shige."

Qi Yu coaxed him with a smile: "I remember what to do." He kissed Wen Yanzhi's cheek and neck carefully, and said with satisfaction: "I think you are too busy, how can I have time to take care of others? Little idiot, I'm tired My eyes hurt, my head hurts, my whole body hurts, you have to kiss me first."

Wen Yanzhi held his face in his hands, kissed between his brows, his thin lips moved slightly and warned: "You mustn't think about others."

Qi Yu brought him close and kissed him, looked at him deeply and smiled: "Okay, I will comply."

It was at night that the family members of the Wen family had dinner with Wen Yanzhi, and the eldest daughter-in-law in the seat told a joke heard from outside vividly.

Wen Yanzhi laughed together with his nephew and niece, Mother Wen and the second daughter-in-law laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their waists, but the second daughter-in-law didn't smile for a while, but slowly frowned, her face turned pale, and she held her belly and breathed hard: "Mother, sister-in-law ...I, my stomach hurts..."

Mother Wen and the eldest daughter-in-law changed their expressions and looked at each other, and asked anxiously, "What's going on? There's still one month left for the delivery."

Han Cui hurriedly got up to help her mother, but when she glanced at her mother's belly, her expression changed: "Mother, mother...why are your clothes wet?"

"No, it's premature." The eldest daughter-in-law looked serious, and immediately called for the servants to help carry the second daughter-in-law to the backyard. The family was in a hurry, and the doctor was invited to invite the doctor, and the midwife was invited to invite the midwife. Wen Yanzhi I was in a hurry to prepare the horse, and when I got on the horse, I raised my whip and rushed to the Ministry of Rites to invite my second brother back to the house.

Wen Xizhi was arguing with Xue Yi about an imperial edict in the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites. The messy papers in the first room of the courtyard were spread on the table. At the time when he was in a state of desperation, when he saw Wen Yanzhi rushing in, he had a bad feeling and twisted He frowned and asked, "Is there something wrong at home?"

Wen Yanzhi was gasping for breath, shaking his lips and said, "Second brother, it's the second sister-in-law who... gave birth prematurely, and her amniotic fluid broke."

The next moment, he felt a ochre-colored figure flash by, and when he turned around, he saw that the horse he had called had already been ridden by his second brother and galloped away.

Wen Yanzhi quickly left the Ministry of Rites and ran to the imperial hospital, and then went to find the little eunuch to ask Zhou Fu to prepare a car and go out of the palace with the imperial physician to drive home. When he returned home, it was already dark and the lights were brightly lit. At the entrance of the second child's garden in the backyard, the whole place was tense, and the midwife and doctor also came.

Seeing that Wen Yanzhi brought the imperial physician, Mother Wen's heart sank, she threw herself on the eldest daughter-in-law's shoulder and cried, saying that it's good to be like this all the time.The eldest daughter-in-law supported Wen's mother with her left hand, and a string of rosary beads hung on her right hand, muttering words in her mouth.

Wen Yanzhi entered the garden worriedly, and saw his second brother Wen Xizhi standing alone in the garden.

This important official, who has turned his hand in the court, can only watch hot water and cloth being sent in one by one at this time, and hear his wife screaming in pain, that he can't enter the house if he wants to, can't do anything he wants, and can't help with anything.On his glacier-like face, at this moment, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were burning with anger, and he said unwillingly, "Could it be that it's really evil..."

"Second brother, don't worry, it will be fine." Wen Yanzhi comforted him with every sentence, "Although premature birth is dangerous, second sister-in-law is kind-hearted, and auspicious people have their own destiny."

"Father, Uncle," Han Cui looked at Wen Xizhi and Wen Yanzhi with tears in her eyes, "Is Mom going to be okay this time?"

Wen Yanzhi was about to ask why he said "this time", but Wen Xizhi raised his right hand to touch his daughter's head, and said solemnly: "Han Cui, you go back to the room first."

The voices of the inner imperial physician and the midwife persuading each other came and went, and Wen's second daughter-in-law's voice was choked with pain, and she moaned in a low voice.When Wen Jiuling and Wen Xuzhi rushed back after hearing the news, Wen's mother was already crying in the courtyard, and the eldest daughter-in-law was also sitting beside the stone table in the courtyard with red eyes, only chanting scriptures and praying.

The second son of the Wen family sat slumped on the stone steps in front of the house, crying and screaming like a knife cutting his body. He got up from time to time and asked the servants who brought clean water and bloody water back and forth, and the words he got were "" unborn".

"Xizhi," Wen Xuzhi sat down beside him worriedly, "don't worry, the imperial doctor is here, everything will be fine."

Wen Xizhi's hoarse voice was choked with sobs: "Brother, this is bad retribution... This is because I harmed Yu Cui..."

"No, it will never be." Wen Xuzhi patted him on the back, and said solemnly, "How many years have passed since that incident, and it was me and my father who did it back then, and you didn't do anything."

"It's because I didn't do anything..." Wen Xizhi covered his face with his hands and said in pain, "I'm sorry for Yu Cui."

Yucui is the name of the second sister-in-law. Wen Yanzhi was scared and confused when he heard it, and asked with a trembling voice to Old Wen who was comforting Wen's mother: "Father, what the second brother said... What kind of evil retribution?"

Father Wen sighed loudly, closed his eyes and choked for a while, and said: "Hey, back then, your second brother and King Kang were close friends, worshiped righteousness when they were young, made jokes when they were ignorant, and established a poisonous relationship. I swear that in the future, if the two of you harm each other in the court, you will have no descendants. Later, King Kang killed his brothers and did not distinguish between loyal and traitorous, so I, from the Wen family, voted for Jin Shang’s subordinates to deal with King Kang, but your second brother Finally, because of the youthful friendship, obsessed with no regrets, and could not bear to attack King Kang, your uncle beat him up and locked him at home, so he stopped helping King Kang... After King Kang was destroyed, your second sister-in-law became pregnant more than once , but there was more than one miscarriage...Three times so far. Your second brother always said that it was his bad retribution, and the young man's oath came true...This time your second sister-in-law is pregnant and very safe, we still say I thought too much in the past, but today...hey..."

"It turns out that the second brother..." Wen Yanzhi's feet felt cold, and he looked back at the second brother who was sitting on the stone steps, and felt a pain in his heart, "No, the laws of this world are natural, and there are no ghosts and gods. , if there is, it should be Kang Wang who will suffer from reincarnation forever. The second sister-in-law worships Buddha and believes in goodness, and nothing will happen."

Just as he finished speaking, the female voice that had been screaming for a long time suddenly stopped.

The whole family stood up heartbroken.

The silence in the room is heart-wrenching. Amidst the chatter of Wen Po's imperial doctor, Wen Xizhi stood up from the stone steps in despair and swayed suddenly. His eyes turned red suddenly, and he stared at the window screen of the main house and exclaimed in pain: "Jade Cui! Yu Cui..."

The next moment, gray shadows moved on the window screen, and suddenly a loud cry of a child came from the room, and the sound was endless.

Man Yuan was taken aback for a moment, only to hear Granny Wen shouting from inside: "Congratulations to Governor Wen! It's a boy! Mother and child are safe!"

"Second child! I gave birth!" Wen Xuzhi hugged Wen Xizhi and patted him on the back, so excited that he couldn't utter a complete sentence: "Look, you're safe!"

Wen's father and Wen's mother were also very happy. The eldest daughter-in-law put her hands together and shed tears to thank the Bodhisattva for blessing. When Wen Yanzhi looked at the second brother with sour eyes, he was stunned: "Second brother, you..."

Wen Xizhi, who was watched by him, stared blankly at the window screen, swayed by the elder brother's support, dropped his hands and picked up his sleeves and wiped the tears on his face violently. At this time, he was so moved that he couldn't say a word.

—Second brother, he can cry.

Wen Yanzhi rubbed the back of his hand against the tip of his nose, and suddenly felt soreness in his chest. At this moment, the whole family gathered around to comfort and congratulate Second Brother Wen. This scene was indescribably heart-warming.

Not long after, the midwife scrubbed the baby clean, wrapped it in cotton brocade, carried it out, and handed it to Wen Xizhi with a smile: "Cishi Wen, the young master is white and fat, and he is extremely healthy!"

Wen Xuzhi looked at the appearance of his second younger brother cherishing and holding the child, and shook his head with a smile: "Shouldn't you thank the youngest? As soon as he spoke, the bad news was frightened away. This kid was born smoothly, and we have to thank him Uncle!"

"Exactly! Exactly!" All the masters and servants in the yard laughed, and Wen Xizhi responded by handing the child into Wen Yanzhi's arms, holding back tears and smiling: "Youngest, hug him... this is Your nephew."

"...Me?" Wen Yanzhi stood there in a daze. He had never hugged a child before. Now, following the guidance of his brothers and sisters-in-law's parents, he gently hugged the child into his arms. He felt that the child in his arms was like a cloud of smoke. Soft, looking down, the small face is wrinkled, the eyes have not been opened, and the hands are ridiculously small, cute and pitiful.

Holding this little guy in his arms, he felt full of expectations.

Wen Jiuling held the second son's hand, sucked his nose and cried, "It's over, second child, it's all over! There will be good days in the future, you have to be good, ah..."

Wen Xizhi wiped his father's tears, and sighed with a smile: "Hey, I see, father."

For more than two months in a row, Wen's mansion has been under the pressure of the matter of the Zen position in the imperial court and the marriage negotiation of the royal family. Everyone has come and gone in a hurry, and now they have added a baby. It took a whole house and was tossed to say that the wind is the rain.

Because it was a premature baby, everyone in Wen's house was afraid that the cold and warm weather would make the child sick. Once someone had a fever and cough, they would ask Wen Yanzhi to go to the palace to ask for the imperial physician. No matter day or night, Wen Yanzhi was dizzy.

After coming down again and again, Wen Yanzhi sat in front of Qi Yu with the two bruises hanging under his eyes. He felt that Qi Yu's face was shining, and he couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "In the past, only the elder brother and the second brother ran for me. When the little nephew was born, they Using me is like using a cow, and using a cow to eat grass... I haven't slept well for two or three nights."

Hearing his analogy of a cow eating grass, Qi Yu laughed so hard that he ordered an imperial doctor to live in Wen's mansion, saying that it would be fine if the young master grew up to be a strong man. Please ask the imperial doctor here, otherwise I will feel sorry for the emperor to death.

Wen Xizhi was grateful for Qi Yu's kindness, and although he didn't show it on the surface, he wrote his obeisance according to the rules of the Ministry of Rites, and respectfully asked the emperor to give the child a name. When Wen Xizhi and the boss heard about it, they only smiled and looked at each other, tacit understanding.

Qi Yu and Wen Xizhi were not without grievances because of King Kang and the seizure of the throne. Although they have not been cold-hearted in the past few years, they have not been harmonious.At this time, Wen Xizhi handwritten the obeisance, which means that the ice wall in his heart has disappeared, and he probably recognized Qi Yu for Wen Yanzhi from the bottom of his heart. Shun Shun is tolerant, Shun even the palace servants in the palace feel at ease.

Smoothly and smoothly, it really came to the day of the Zen Grand Ceremony.

On the twenty-seventh day of the eighth month, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the list of Emperor Qingyuan's resignation hall abdication was sent from central Beijing to various places. Qi Yu led Qi Jue and his ministers to the Taimiao to offer sacrifices, and then to the Sheji Altar to proclaim the ceremony, and finally accepted it in the Zichen Hall. The officials paid homage, and then Qi Jue and all the civil and military officials knelt in the hall and respectfully listened to the edict issued by Xue Yi, the servant of the Ministry of Rites.

After the reading, Qi Jue was led to Qi Yu by two academicians. Qi Yu touched his nephew's head with a smile, raised his hand to pick up the jade seal with the dragon's head on the royal case in front of the throne in the main hall, put it in his palm and said, "Jue'er , the emperor's country is in your hands, don't disappoint the emperor."

"Uncle Huang, don't worry, Jue'er will live up to the uncle's entrustment." Qi Jue's face was very serious, he held up the jade seal with both hands and knelt down, and led the ministers of civil and military affairs to kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to Qi Yuxing, sending off Qi Yuxiao, who has since become the Supreme Emperor Yingying got up and went to Yanfu Palace to drop her dragon robe.

Qi Jue waited in the hall for two moments, Qi Yu's dropped dragon robe was delivered steadily from Yanfu Palace, Wen Xizhi stood beside Qi Jue with his head bowed, picked up the large dragon robe and put it on Qi Jue's thin body. On the body, for a moment, Nakayama, the government and the opposition, shouted long live, bowed his head and bowed his sleeves like clouds, Qi Jue was given the title of Chongyu, the royal palace ascended to the top, and the Zen throne was completed.

At the same time, Qi Yu finished approving the last paper in Yanfu Palace, put the paper on the table with a long sigh of relief, called the servant of Huangmen to send the paper to the department for the last time, and asked Zhou Fu to wait on him for the last time. Himself, changed into a purple shirt Xuan Gua.

He walked out of Yanfu Palace relaxedly, without any palace attendants on the way, just smiling indifferently and walking towards Qianyuan Gate, and in the distance, he saw a figure in a sand-green official robe, standing straight at the gate of the palace, waiting , with a plain cloth bag on his back, when he turned his head to look at him, Wu Shaxia's face was clear and handsome, and he smiled with black eyebrows, "Why did you come here?"

Qi Yu walked over and coughed lightly, "Wen Yanzhi, are you still rude to see the Supreme Emperor?"

Wen Yanzhi lowered his head and smiled, picked up the hem of his robe and knelt down.

Qi Yu originally only wanted to joke with him, but now seeing that he was really kneeling, he hurriedly dragged him up.

However, Wen Yanzhi brushed off his hand, took a deep look at him, kowtowed respectfully and bowed down and said: "I, Wen Yanzhi of the Neishifu, kowtowed to the Supreme Emperor. I am ordered by the Ministry of Officials and the Neishifu to serve as the Supreme Emperor." record history."

Qi Yu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "Wen Yanzhi, I've already abdicated, why should I be remembered by you?"

Wen Yanzhi got up from the ground and said solemnly: "Why, you don't want to?"

Qi Yu shook his head amusedly, grabbed his sleeve and led him out, "Forget it, how dare I. I've lost my career now, and I'll have to rely on you to support me from now on. Besides Mr. Wen, what shall we have for lunch? What will we have for dinner? Tomorrow What?"

Wen Yanzhi followed him step by step and smiled, "I'll cook whatever you want."

This steady promise reminded Qi Yu of what Wen Yanzhi said on the night of Gong Zhiyuan's wedding that he wanted to support him and endure hardships for him.For a while, Wen Yanzhi's gentle and jade-like voice, combined with the sound of bells and drums after the ceremony of the Zen ceremony, knocked on the door of his heart one by one, and gradually knocked to a hollow sound.

He stopped, pulled Wen Yanzhi to stand under the Qianyuan Gate, and looked back, only to see the blue sky, the entire imperial city's glazed temple, and the jade palace flying, vast and majestic, grand and vast.

This used to be his palace.

He was born here, grew up here, and the most humble and noble moments of his life are here.Laughing and crying between the palace walls, running and pushing among the royal brothers, the smoke has fallen, and looking at it at this moment, it is just like a dream where flowers fly and leaves fall.

In the past, he always stood alone in the distant hall and looked down. The shaking of the head is like a light wind and sand, which seems to dissipate in the clouds and mist as soon as the book is closed.

He finally abandoned the booklets one after another, and from then on he really wanted to go into the vast expanse of mountains and rivers, go to the market, and go wandering.

Fortunately, there are more people around.

He squeezed Wen Yanzhi's fingers and sighed softly: "Okay, that's great."

Early the next morning, when Qi Yu woke up in the small courtyard of Tanglang Alley with Wen Yanzhi in his arms, the sun was already high.

Some booklets they brought out from the library last night were scattered in the wing room, and the clothes of the two were on the floor. The room was fragrant, and the embroidered crane on the bed gauze was moved by the breeze that entered the window, as if it was about to fly into the sky. up.

Qi Yu looked at it for a while, hugged Wen Yanzhi's shoulders even tighter, dropped his lips and kissed his collarbones and neck, and said with a smile: "I don't go to court, I don't approve papers, it's too leisurely, from now on we will sleep until this time every day before getting up again. "

Wen Yanzhi rubbed his head in his arms, and said: "Then I want to resign, or after this period, I have to go to work."

Qi Yu tugged at his hair: "No way, Mr. Wen, what will we eat after you resign?"

"Forget it." Wen Yanzhi finally opened Shui Ling's eyes a crack, looked at him and laughed muffledly, "I will not resign, and the salary is not enough for both of us."

"Then I'll eat less." Qi Yu kissed his forehead, "I'm not picky."

Wen Yanzhi kicked him under the quilt: "You go shopping first."

As soon as Qi Yu heard about buying vegetables, he straightened up and sat up: "Okay, Mr. Wen, what do you buy? The emperor is here to serve you."

Wen Yanzhi closed his eyes lazily, rambling on about three or four things, Qi Yu put on his clothes and left the wing room to the courtyard.

Without the servants to serve him, he went to the corner of the courtyard to fetch water to wash himself, when he heard a bird singing on the roof, he looked up and saw two hidden guards waving excitedly at him.

——come just in time.

He hooked his fingers: "Come here."

The two hidden guards jumped down from the roof flattered, "Your Majesty, do you have an order?"

Qi Yu nodded, touched two pieces of silver from his waist and threw it to the guard, "Mr. Wen is going to cook, go buy some food."

"Wen Wenwen..." The two hidden guards snatched the two pieces of silver for a long time, and happily obeyed and rushed to the vegetable market.

At this time Wen Yanzhi also came out of the house with his clothes on, and laughed at him: "I knew you wouldn't go by yourself."

Qi Yu smiled calmly: "I didn't even know how to cook when I went there, next time you will take me there, I have to learn."

Wen Yanzhi squatted beside the water he drew, yawned, nodded obediently, and was about to speak, but his eyes lit up, pointing to the two flower pots in the corner and said: "Qi Yu, look! The Yaotai jade my father gave me The phoenix opened!"

When Qi Yu heard the words, he looked down and saw two pots of chrysanthemums that looked like silver hooks and white feathers blooming under the living spring in the corner. He couldn't help laughing and said, "This flower blooms well in autumn, but this year it blooms early."

Wen Yanzhi held Qi Yu's porcelain cup for gargling, scooped up water, squatted down to the side of the flower pot, watered it carefully, and said in a babbling voice, "Maybe it's a good year, and it's here to join in the fun."

Qi Yu was amused when he heard that, "You pour it with the cup that the Supreme Emperor used to wash his mouth, it won't break it to death, and cry again at the end."

"Yes, why didn't I think of that." Wen Yanzhi quickly put the porcelain cup aside, and turned to Qi Yu, "This is so pretty, shall we send a pot to Brother Gong's house? Princess Shoushan likes flowers very much."

Qi Yu smiled and looked at him: "It's up to you, as long as you are willing."

Not long after, the dark guard came back and bought some breakfast, and put them on the small stone table in the courtyard with a large pile of vegetables. Wen Yanzhi looked a little dizzy, "We can't finish all this."

"Give some to Yunzhu Yard." Qi Yu raised his chin to signal to the neighbor next door, "In case Mother Xue has to go grocery shopping."

Wen Yanzhi nodded and said yes.

At noon, Wen Yanzhi wore an apron to cook, and Qi Yu grabbed a book of his in the yard to read.The sound of creaking, creaking, and twisting of the wooden box came from the next door, and the sound of opera and string music came after a while.

"Did you really finish that box?" Qi Yu asked strangely, putting down the book.

Wen Yanzhi was watching the small stove and lighting a fire while saying: "It's done, but Zhitong thought the voice was not good, so he changed it, and it became like this."

For a moment Qi Yu thought it was quite interesting, so he put down his book and went to listen to the string music. From time to time, he heard the sound of a couple arguing from the other side of the alley. Full of market interest, Qi Yu smiled when he heard it.

But listening to it, there was a faint smell of paste in the courtyard.

Qi Yu turned his head and saw that Wen Yanzhi was fascinated by some book, and the small stove beside him was burning the earthen pot, causing the lid of the earthen pot to rattle and rattle, but he didn't seem to hear it of.

"Wen Yanzhi! It's muddled!" Qi Yu stood up angrily, picked up the handkerchief and picked up the earthen jar.

Wen Yanzhi threw the book in a big dream: "Ah, I forgot that I was still cooking."

"You are so impatient to cook for me, and you still feed me, you have to raise me to death." Qi Yu clicked his tongue, and when he lifted the lid of the crock pot, a bitter smell came over his face. He laughed and said: "Tell me about you, if the cooking is not delicious, I'll just eat it, but you can't feed me the mess?"

Wen Yanzhi suppressed a smile, and took the handkerchief from his hand: "I'll pour it out, it's better to cook the noodles. I'll cook the noodles as well." He pushed Qi Yu behind, "paste The smell is strong, you go and sit in the living room, I will call you when the noodles are ready."

Qi Yu picked up the book just now and walked to the main hall of the small courtyard. He just picked up the chief seat and was about to sit down when he glanced at Qin Wenshu's drawing of water channels on the north gable wall in front of him.

It's ugly.

He frowned, and raised a finger to push that piece down, but he didn't know that the top piece of framed edge was opened by this push.

A section of moon-white Nine-Dragon Brocade was actually exposed under the gap in the framed edge, and three characters appeared in the small crack.

"...Yonghui, Zhao..."

"Qi Yu!" Wen Yanzhi suddenly called him from the yard.

Qi Yu hurriedly covered the words with his palm on the gap, "...what's the matter?"

Wen Yanzhi didn't look at him, he was sitting on a small bench with a porcelain bowl of noodles, and asked him, "Do you eat spicy food?"

"I'll eat it if you eat it." Qi Yu replied with a smile, "Wen Yanzhi, this Qin Wenshu's painting..."

"What?" Wen Yanzhi raised his head for a moment and blinked at him.

Qi Yu paused, "It's nothing, I think it's getting old, so the edges of the frame are warped, what should I do?"

Wen Yanzhi said "Oh", and continued to make noodles, "I happen to be making noodles here, so you can dip some batter and stick it for me."

"Okay." Qi Yu put down the book, went to Wen Yanzhi and squatted down.

He dipped his fingers into the thin batter in the bowl, kissed the little idiot's face, then got up and walked back to the north wall of the living room, carefully spread the batter on the raised edge of the frame, and then steadied himself. After pressing the edge firmly, he stood in front of the batter and watched the batter dry. After confirming that the edge would not be warped again, he let out a light breath and picked up the scroll on the table again.

Turning around to look at Wen Yanzhi, he saw that the little idiot was holding the wooden utensil in the past and shaking his face unconsciously, he couldn't help but finally calmed down, so he sat on the main seat and watched the smoke rising from the small stove in the courtyard , and Wen Yanzhi carefully cooked the noodles in the pot.

Qi Yu pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that Wen Yanzhi was really obedient.

Instead of eating big meals and big dishes, it is actually quite good to have vegetarian noodles together.

After all, noodle soup is such an object.Eating some noodles and drinking some soup in the cold winter or summer night can be regarded as the same comfort in the heart.

When he was a child, he didn't understand this kind of reasoning, and because he was picky eater, he usually didn't move the noodles sent by the prince.

I remember one winter, when he was twelve or thirteen years old, Qi Zheng went wild with him all afternoon. He forgot whether he was going to the hunting ground or to the theater.When he returned, Qi Zheng sneezed. He was afraid that Qi Zheng would get sick when he went back to the princess mansion, and Zhennan Huanggu would lose his temper with him, so he sent Qi Zheng back to the princess mansion first, and wanted to make amends to Huanggu.

At that time, Aunt Zhennan was very nervous, saying that he was a silly boy, and her body was also important, so there was no need to pay for anything wrong.While talking, he pushed the two of them into the house one after another to take a bath and change clothes, and tossed and turned down the stove to bake them for them. After half an hour, they were allowed to sit at the dinner table, which was regarded as a stop.

After waiting for a while, the servants brought up two bowls of noodles, in plain soup, and then more than a dozen plates of side dishes and condiments, saying that it was to see what I liked to add to the noodles.

Qi Yu had never eaten like this in the palace, so he asked Qi Zheng how to add it.

The old god Qi Zheng said to him while adding things, Brother Yu, look at me, add this and this, add this and this, add some beef and chopped green onion, it is delicious.

Qi Yu agreed very much, seeing that Qi Zheng's bowl was indeed better than his own, so he nodded, calmly took the noodles that Qi Zheng had prepared, and started eating.

He originally thought that Qi Zheng would be angry, because the little princes and lords in the palace, if they were robbed, they would definitely be relentless and would cry and make a fuss. In the older years, it is common for people to take their lives. .

Qi Yu originally thought that Qi Zheng would cry and sue Zhennan Huanggu.

But Qi Zheng did not.

Qi Zheng just held his face happily, leaned on the edge of the table and watched him eat with a smile, and asked him, "Brother Yu, is it delicious?"

Nature is delicious.He nods.

Qi Zheng got up and put some beef into the bowl for him again, laughing: "Just eat it if you like it! Eat more, I'll give you all of mine."

……

Up to now Qi Yu has eaten a lot of noodles, and finally he will not give up his own noodles just because the noodles in other bowls are better.

Whether it is salty or bland, sweet or sour, cold or warm, spicy or bitter, you will know whether you like it or not after eating it yourself.

"Noodles are ready." Wen Yanzhi walked in with a snowflake porcelain square bowl, put it in front of Qi Yu, rubbed his red hands with a smile.

Qi Yu sighed, pulled Wen Yanzhi's hand to his face, and said strangely: "Are you stupid, you don't know how to use a handkerchief."

"It was a mess just now. You dirty the handkerchief. I don't want to use it." Wen Yanzhi withdrew his hand, "I'll serve mine, you eat first."

"Okay." Qi Yu pulled his front lapel and kissed him, contentedly watching Wen Yanzhi walk into the yard again.

——The noodles made by the idiot will have to be eaten for a lifetime in the future. No matter how unpalatable it is, it is probably a blessing.

Thinking of this, he picked up his chopsticks and stirred into the fiery red spicy soup in the snowflake porcelain bowl, but the more he stirred, the more ugly his face became.

He looked down at the noodles inside against the red soup. After a while, he turned his head stiffly and called to the yard, "Wen Yanzhi, why is this noodles green?"

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The author has something to say: The official historian’s text is over, thank you for your company for several months, I am grateful for Guigui.

This article is written very happily and with great care, so I am a little tired. I will write again after a while.

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