There is a home in the depths of the white clouds

Chapter 223 Reconciliation as you wish.

"Hehe..." Wu Youwei smiled awkwardly, but after laughing, he became... even more embarrassed.

It's as if I did it on purpose, but it's not!

"It's okay." Who knew that Wantong picked him up with a dark face, and threw him on the kang, covered with a layer of mattress and two layers of quilt, which was soft.

Then he pounced on...

(A group of crabs slowly crawled over, pulled the lights, pulled the curtains...N is omitted here...)

They can't really get along with each other, but they can get to know each other!

This night, the two of them took a rest after arguing in the middle of the night, but their hearts were even more itchy.

But the next day, Wantong went to the kitchen and specifically asked Chef Fang to "chat".

After being terrified, Chef Fang turned around and cooked a table of vegetarian dishes.

A cold dish is the carefully prepared Dinghu Shangsu. It is very luxurious to eat this dish when it is not ready.

Stir-fried bean sprouts, mushrooms and rapeseed, braised tofu.

The only soup is spinach and egg soup.

The staple food is silver silk rolls.

As soon as the plain dishes were served, Wu Youwei looked at Wantong. Can you eat such plain dishes?

"Eat." Wantong picked up a chopstick of bean sprouts for him.

The emerald green bean sprouts were fried lightly, but Chef Fang was good at cooking, and the food was good. Wu Youwei liked it quite a bit, but he was afraid that Wantong would not like it.

But Wantong didn't say a word, eat it!

Wu Youwei thought, maybe the hot pot was tired yesterday?

Also, for a person who has never eaten authentic hot pot with chili, he ate a full stomach of beef and mutton yesterday, so he must be bored.

But that night, Wantong obediently hugged him to sleep without doing anything.

Breakfast is steamed buns, rolls, millet porridge, salted duck eggs and small pickles.

Then during the day he wrote about the milling process, and Wantong asked him if he didn't understand.

For lunch, there was still a table of light vegetarian dishes: five-spice dried tofu, spinach with nuts, garlic chrysanthemum, black and white vegetables, and the soup was egg soup.

Dinner is a table of vegetarian dishes: fried peanuts, stir-fried parsley, stewed dried eggplant in sauce, scrambled eggs with fungus; soup is cabbage tofu fish head soup.

Then breakfast is still steamed buns, rolls and millet porridge, but the salted duck eggs and pickles are replaced with cold side dishes.

When he was free during the day, Wu Youwei drew a lot of blueprints, all of which were tools that could be used in milling...

As soon as the lunch was served, Wu Youwei understood: tofu mixed with shallots, cabbage smoothed with vinegar, fried bean curd sticks with spinach, fried cucumber slices; the soup was yam bone pot.

Look clearly, there is nothing spicy in it!

There is not even any pepper, all are light, healthy and vegetarian.

Wantong was not like this before, he was a carnivore, okay?

Now he is given vegetarian food, is it funny?

As a result, at night, there was another table of vegetarian dishes, and Wu Youwei couldn't help laughing.

"How much do you hate spicy food?" Wu Youwei looked at Wantong with a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "You don't even eat meat?"

"You can't eat meat." Wantong served Wu Youwei with food and vegetables with a calm expression: "We will talk about it after we have a good thing."

He won't be too greedy if he doesn't eat meat for a few days, as long as he can eat enough, of course, it would be even better if he can "eat enough".

Wu Youwei burst into laughter: "You!"

Wantong served him soup calmly: "Yes.

After dinner, they went out for a walk, and then Wantong and Wu Youwei took a bath separately. Wantong took the first bath, but for some reason, Wu Youwei had to wash later.

After Wu Youwei finished washing, Wantong wiped his hair again, and asked him to change into a new pajamas, which were made of red silk and embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns.

The bedroom had obviously been moved, and the Kang was covered with new quilts.

Wu Youwei knew at a glance that it was Wantong who moved it, and no one else dared to enter his bedroom.

Wantong hugged him from behind: "Is there no one to bother you today?"

"If there is?" Wu Youwei turned around jokingly, and hugged Wantong.

"Then I will kill him!" Wantong hugged him tightly, and they both fell on the kang.

(A group of river crabs slowly crawled over, pulled the lamp, pulled the window....N is omitted here...I don't know if so many words are omitted in this chapter, so I will count the words...)

The next day, Wu Youwei couldn't get up to eat breakfast. It was Wantong who went out of the bedroom door to prevent Xiao Xiao from entering, but went to the kitchen by himself to ask Wu Youwei for breakfast.

Chef Fang's daughter-in-law, Geng Cuiniang, gave him two bowls of silver noodles.

"Huh?" Wantong looked at Geng Cuiniang with a straight face.

Geng Cuiniang said in a low voice: "The housekeeper ordered that the poached eggs be picked with double yolks.

After being taken aback for a moment, Wantong silently took away the two bowls of silver noodles and put them in the food box.

The two bowls of silver noodles are cooked in chicken soup, and the soup is delicious; there are also shredded cucumbers, dried tofu, carrots, cabbage and eggs cut into shreds, which are five colors; in the middle lies a double yellow Poached eggs.

This is obviously for the couple on the second day after their wedding!

Wantong carefully woke Wu Youwei up and wiped his face and hands before helping him up to have breakfast.

Last night...oh, in the early hours of the morning, he personally cleaned up Wu Youwei's body, maybe they were finally together wholeheartedly, and Wantong cherished it very much.

Only Wu Youwei felt that he... was fine!

Just now, when Wantong was not around, he entered the space and took a big mouthful of spiritual water. Now he feels comfortable from the inside out.

It's just that you can't be too superficial, otherwise Wantong will have no scruples next time and act ruthlessly, what should he do?

Let's pretend to be weak!

It was Wu Youwei who saw that what Wantong brought back turned out to be this kind of thing, and was immediately surprised: "What is this?"

"Silver noodles!" Wantong moved the bowl and chopsticks over for him, obviously wanting to feed him.

"I'll do it myself!" Wu Youwei hurriedly stopped, sat down by himself, and served a bowl of noodles: "Isn't this the breakfast for the newlyweds the next day?"

"Huh?" Wantong's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Huh!"

"Hmm, what?" Wu Youwei held the noodles with chopsticks in one hand, and pulled Wantong's cheek with the other: "Did you ask me to do it? The whole family knows about us?"

"Silin Sikuan, it was made out of the frame..." Wantong's cheeks were pulled, and his words were a little unclear.

But Wu Youwei still understood: "Butler Lin Su ordered the kitchen to make it?"

"En!" Wantong nodded, his cheeks were loosened, and he didn't dare to rub it: "It's not me!"

"How did they know?" Wu Youwei was depressed.

"You yelled so loudly last night, can they not hear you?" Wantong said quietly: "Unless you are deaf.

Although the room is soundproof, as long as someone is under the window, they can hear the movement in the room.

And a few days ago, every night, the housekeeper Lin Su would come to listen to the corner...

What a troublesome loyal man!

Wu Youwei really wanted to put the noodle bowl on Wantong's poker face, did he think that he couldn't see the joy in his eyes?

Liar!

The two of them spent a whole day on the kang, Wu Youwei finally went out for a walk at night to digest his food, and then he found that the way everyone looked at him was very complicated.

I don't know what Steward Lin Su told everyone, anyway, after three days, everyone expressed their greatest enthusiasm for Wantong: nine younger sisters embroidered nine purses for him respectively!

Every purse is embroidered with a picture of harmony and harmony....

Wantong returned to the capital with a happy face, and went to the palace to see Emperor Xianzong.

When Emperor Xianzong saw him, he asked, "What's going on?"

"The emperor is right. Wu Youwei doesn't like Dafang at all." Wantong calmly said to Emperor Xianzong, "Even his adopted child is named Wu Mingde, but the second bedroom's name is Wu Mingde." It's called Wu Qiong, and he doesn't even like the order of the child's name from the big house.

"Then it's not that he secretly wants to restore his post-abolition status." Emperor Xianzong finally felt relieved.

But Wantong gave him another reassurance: "My lord, there is one more thing, he is barren.

Emperor Xianzong immediately sat up straight: "What's going on?"

It was only then that Wantong told Emperor Xianzong about Wu Youwei's nonsense, and in the end he disregarded his relationship with him: "This is how I found out, because he has already recorded the child in the genealogy, and he used the money you rewarded." Pen, ink, paper and inkstone shall not be changed, this

This thing is already a fact...

Emperor Xianzong was shocked: "How could it be?"

Then he thought of the turmoil in the palace. Back then, he was also trembling. Although Emperor Daizong was his uncle, how could the royal family have any affection?

He was still the crown prince of the late emperor, so he was even more dangerous, and almost died several times.

If Zhen'er hadn't been vigilant all the time and had to hug him when he slept at night, how could he still be alive?

Those descendants of the first emperor, who were alive and well, were gone the next day.

Falling into the water, falling to death, shock...the causes of death are different, but they are all fatal.

Even though he was protected by his grandmother and queen mother back then, he still suffered a lot. All the meals had to be eaten by Zhen'er for a few bites, or even half of them, before they could be given to him; all the clothes had to be picked up by others. Zhen'er never dared to wear the clothes he left, those new clothes, because she always felt that they smelled like medicine...

The later two brothers were able to stand firm because the first emperor succeeded in restoration, otherwise...

"His masters couldn't cure him. It can be seen that the poison back then probably killed him, but some experts took action. His life was not lost, but his body was damaged. After his body recuperated, but..." Wan Without hesitation, Tong blamed Old Mrs. Wu, since she was dead anyway.

This approach coincides with Wu Youwei!

As expected of two people working hand in hand, tacit understanding is nothing to say.

"Then he was hit hard?" Emperor Xianzong felt the same way.

"It's okay, he's very open-minded, he adopted his son, and it might be better to have a child in retirement." Wantong lowered his head and said, "And the child has been recorded in the genealogy.

In other words, it cannot be changed.

Emperor Xianzong thought for a while: "Forget it, as long as he is fine, that child, I will give him a future in the future."

With Emperor Xianzong's words, Wantong knew that he had already reached a conclusion on those matters in the court, and Wu Youwei had nothing to do with it.

They even retreated, because the few people who had a good relationship with Wu Youwei had already reported to the court and mentioned the matter of spring plowing.

This made the emperor feel very comfortable. Finally, there are loyal people who don't pay attention to government affairs and only care about the people's livelihood in the world.

Wantong bowed his head and said nothing, Emperor Xianzong sighed: "Let's go, follow me to Zhaode Palace, and see your elder sister and your eldest niece."

Wantong smiled: "Yeah!"

At the end of March, spring plowing began to prepare. When plowing the fields, Shang Ming made a request to Emperor Xianzong to conscript people's labor to plow the fields and pay wages.

"The salary doesn't matter how much it is, it's the emperor's sympathy for the people." Shang Ming said: "Huangzhuang has received a lot of deposits for strawberry seeds..."

This means that Huangzhuang can do it without the need for the emperor to spend money.

Emperor Xianzong nodded in satisfaction: "What my companion said is good."

This means agreeing, as long as he doesn't talk to his beloved woman, Zhen'er, Emperor Xianzong is still very easy to talk to....

So when plowing the fields, for the first time, everyone got their wages!

Shang Ming is rich and powerful now, and the money he gives is definitely three points higher than that of ordinary people. Even Wu Youwei has suspended the construction of Wujia Village and went to the next door to earn some extra money.

Everyone signed up enthusiastically this time, and as Shang Ming wished, there was a voice of praise, saying that the emperor was sympathetic to the people.

After plowing the fields, the emperor's reputation was good among the people, at least in the vicinity of the capital, and it was spread widely. Everyone thought that after plowing the fields, it was just a matter of paying money.

Who is willing to work for nothing if they can work for nothing?

Emperor Xianzong saw that this was the case, so he stipulated that this should be done every year.

The other people in Huangzhuang benefited and had advantages to take advantage of, so it was better for Shang Ming.

However, Wantong got bad news: Bai Zhen was the mastermind behind the turmoil after the last recovery.