Riding the Pheonix Chapter 548: Taste

Su Tu looked closely and saw that the other person was a young lady.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, she was dressed like a young lady from a wealthy family, but she was holding many scrolls in her hands and there was no maid following her.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the other party urged: "What are you looking at? I'm asking you!"

He knew that in the Central Plains, it was impolite to stare at a girl, so he quickly lowered his gaze and bowed to salute: "I'm sorry, Xiaosheng is a tourist from out of town. He was greedy to see the scenery of Kyoto and didn't pay attention..."

"So you are from out of town, no wonder you don't know. This is Wangfu Street, outsiders should avoid it. Don't run around. If you accidentally bump into someone, you will get into trouble." The other party didn't have any of the characteristics of a girl from the Central Plains. Shyly, she looked at him from head to toe and said, "You are so handsome, it would be a pity to let the guards shoot you into a hedgehog."

Su Tu said yes, but thought in his heart, aren’t all girls from the Central Plains reserved and tactful? Why does this girl talk so...

"Okay, let's go! Don't linger."

Su Tu bowed again: "Xiaosheng will leave now."

He watched the girl walk to the side door of Prince Yue's Mansion, when he saw the guard cupping his fists and saluting.

She looked back again, their eyes met, and Su Tu quickly forced out a smile.

The girl also smiled and turned around and went in.

Su Tu left, thinking to himself as he walked, what is the identity of this girl? Looking at her like this, the guards are so respectful, she really doesn't look like a maid, but there are no other female relatives in Prince Yue's palace.

Could it be the concubine of the King of Yue? It seems that only in this way can the guards treat him as half a master.

He couldn't help feeling unhappy.

He already has a concubine before he gets married, and the woman refuses to leave with him. Isn't it more enjoyable to be his princess than to enter the Royal Palace of Yue?

And that boy, all the women around him are good. Needless to say, the one in the family looks much better than the others...

……

A-Wan returned to the backyard and Xiaotong came up to her: "Sister A-Wan, there are so many things, why don't you ask for help?"

As Ah Wan handed the scrolls to her, she said, "Isn't this just a way of doing things for me? I happened to pass by the shop after finishing my work, so I took these paintings back. His Highness is so picky, asking others to see them, but then he dislikes them later. Not framed well."

Xiaotong smiled and said: "Only sister can completely understand His Highness's thoughts."

Ah Wan curled her lips: "How can I understand it! He just likes to be tortured..." Halfway through, she waved her hand, "Forget it, let's not mention this. Is His Highness back?"

"I'm back, in the study room!"

"Just right, show it to him, he's satisfied."

The two went to the study, Yang Shu said: "Awan, why did you come back? It's already this time. Have you had dinner?"

Ah Wan said: "I've already eaten. Mr. Fu hasn't been doing anything lately, but isn't there too much going on?"

After taking care of the informants in the house, she left all matters around Yang Shu to Xiaotong. Now she is responsible for intelligence and is extremely busy every day.

"Those two gentlemen have settled down. What can happen recently? You, take care of yourself more, you are busier than me all day long."

A-wan said: "Which one of us is busier than you? Xiaotong has more things to do than you! How different is it from you, who spends every day either fishing or listening to music."

Yang Shu was a little embarrassed by what she said: "Isn't it strange that I have to be busy?"

Ah Wan just said casually, if he is busy, why should the palace be nervous? He said: "Your Highness, please rest early, it's already this time."

"You too, don't go to bed too late, girl."

The two said a few words, left the scroll to the chamberlain to hang, and Awan went back.

Xiaotong said: "I asked the kitchen to stew lamb bones today. The bottom part is the most delicious. Would you like a bowl, sister?"

"Okay!" Ah Wan said cheerfully, "Your skills are getting better and better, and I don't know who got an advantage later."

Xiaotong said angrily: "Sister, why are you teasing me? It's your turn first."

Ah Wan waved her hand: "I will not get married."

"Why?"

Awan smiled and said nothing.

When the lamb bone soup came up, she took a deep breath intoxicatedly: "It's so fragrant. Your stew is delicious. There's no smell at all."

At this point, she couldn't help but frown.

Xiaotong asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"No." Ah Wan held the chopsticks thoughtfully, "When I came back just now, I bumped into a scholar at the intersection. I didn't notice it before, but now that I think about it, it's a bit strange."

"What's weird?"

"There is a smell on him. Although it is very faint, it still feels a bit familiar. It's like..." Her eyes fell on the mutton bone soup.

Xiaotong followed her gaze and said with a smile: "Did you just eat mutton soup? Speaking of which, there is a restaurant in Jinmingqiao that makes good mutton soup. The stew is soft and fragrant, and it is also light. Your Highness I ate it once and I will never forget it. I will eat it again later to see if I can get the taste out of the stew."

With her interruption, Ah Wan's train of thought also went astray, and she couldn't help but smile.

Yes, the mutton stew in Beijing is very famous. How could tourists from other places not eat it?

However, his accent is a bit strange. It sounds standard at first glance, but his accent has a deliberate flavor. Unlike those in the north, the original dialect is almost the same as the official dialect and is generally spoken casually. People in the south speak Mandarin ~IndoMTL.com~ and their accent is usually very soft, not that taste.

It’s really interesting. Where did they come from?

……

Ji Xiaowu was deceived again and left angrily at dawn.

Mingwei didn't see him when she got up. She only found out after asking Mrs. Ji, which was a bit embarrassing.

"I scared my cousin yesterday. I wanted to teach him how to distinguish qi as an apology, but I didn't expect that he was already gone." She told Duofu.

Duofu said: "How about I come here as a slave?"

Mingwei thought for a while: "Forget it, let's talk about it next time. Let's prepare two more pills and bring them to my aunt when she goes up the mountain."

"Okay."

After breakfast, a chamberlain came to the door and told her about the concubine's birthday and invited her to attend the banquet then.

Mrs. Ji prepared enough thank-you gifts, sent away the chamberlain, came back and asked, "Are you going to prepare a birthday gift?"

Ming Wei said: "Of course I want it."

"What should we prepare?" Mrs. Ji said, "According to our custom in Dongning, we usually send birthday noodles, red dates, lotus seeds, etc., and a golden flat peach. But we want to send it to the palace, this seems too tacky. ”

Mr. Dong smiled and said: "You don't have to be rustic in birthday gifts, just give them with good intentions. The key is that the empress likes our Xiao Qi, so she will be happy with anything she gives us."

According to Mingwei's idea, just send it as usual, but Yang Shu said something new.

She thought for a while and said: "It's hard to send food to the palace. Can aunt help me get a golden flat peach? I'll think of something else."

"Okay." Mrs. Ji knew she had an idea and readily agreed.

Concubine Pei is celebrating her birthday this year, which will definitely be grand.

She herself doesn't care. If Yang Shu doesn't want to lose face, then she should earn some face for him.

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