Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 141|Sorrowful body
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"Pig food? Two days later, there will be no more rotten cabbage leaves!"
The bookshop guy couldn't help but quarreled with the second prince.
"Taijing has been blocked for three days. People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out. There are no rice shops, vegetable shops, and fruit shops in Peony Workshop. Everyone can only eat in the cellar. Chinese cabbage, Fengxing Pavilion has many people, and consumes a lot of money. If it weren't for your master’s prestigious name, with the five taels of silver, now you can’t even get a mouthful of rotten cabbage!"
The second prince was scolded with eyes straight.
What master does he instinctively think about, who is my master?
Fortunately, he quickly reacted. The man should be referring to Meng Qi.
The second prince couldn't help but feel annoyed. What he did well was to say that he was a follower. He was obviously a doctor's patient, and he followed Moli Mengqi to heal his illness.
But if you say it, it's like spilled water, and you won't be able to collect it back.
The second prince gave a cold snort, and he was really hungry, so he decided not to be familiar with this guy, so he picked up his chopsticks and prepared to fill his stomach.
In the dude's weird gaze, the hapless prince stopped his movements, forced a stiff and painful smile, and then handed the chopsticks that hadn't touched the dinner plate to Moli.
"Doctor, there is nothing good here, so let's just eat."
Lu Yan felt that he had sacrificed a lot. When he was dizzy and hungry, he could still think of Yuan Lie--he is a follower. How could the follower grab a meal in front of his master and his friends?
Lu Yan thought he had a good disguise, but that was not the case.
There are all kinds of people here in Peony Square, and Fengxingge is selling news. Although the man is not good at martial arts, he has seen more people, and he can tell at a glance that Lu Xun is not at all. Entourage.
Not only is he not an entourage, but he may also be the kind of powerful child with a very high background.
It's just that on Lu Yan's body, there is a kind of broken jar, it doesn't matter, he doesn't put on airs, and doesn't care about his face. This is very peculiar, the more prominent the decline, the more face. Lu Ming didn't rely on either side, and he had a sense of self-defeating and self-indulgent, which made the guy uncontrollably curious about Lu Min's true identity.
Unfortunately, the food was delivered. In order not to offend the distinguished guests, the dude couldn't always stand there and observe.
As soon as the buddy left, Meng Qi snatched the chopsticks from Moli's hand and re-stuffed them to the second prince, and said disgustingly: "Eat, lest you be starved to death."
"Wait." Mo Lei stopped him angrily and funny.
He was about to suggest that the second prince drink two mouthfuls of gnocchi soup first, and then eat after slowing his stomach and intestines. He found that the second prince was already holding the bowl and eating step by step, without any wrong behavior of gorging.
The fact that there is meat can be called "food."
Since there is no such thing, it is no longer a meal. The second prince arrogantly put aside the etiquette, and did not dislike eating too bad as he said. If it weren't for not daring to eat fast, Moli suspected that the second prince would sweep away the dishes on the table.
"Well, don't you eat?" the second prince asked in surprise.
Moli lowered his head to drink the soup silently.
To be honest, the things in Fengxing Pavilion are not unpalatable.
Of course, it's not delicious because of the lack of seasoning.
The ink carp can still be eaten, but Meng Qi showed a tangled expression when he smelled the smell of cabbage.
——In the eyes of the gerbils, this is no different from holding a food gang to eat directly.
Meng Qi looked at the black carp who was sitting upright, with a straight back, and eating slowly, and he felt heartache inexplicably. Gerbils are nothing to eat with vegetables, what kind of leaves do a fish eat!
Meng Qi looked at the second prince happily again, and couldn't help gritted his teeth.
"Boy, you can endure hardship."
"Good to say." The second prince received all the compliments without looking up and said, "Actually, there is nothing to eat for the imperial meal, and some are not as good as these rotten vegetable leaves."
Moli stopped his chopsticks when he heard the sound, but Meng Qi's expression was indescribable.
"The people in the palace are watching the dishes."
The second prince murmured, and then took another bite of cabbage. He said angrily, "I am not a prince, I can’t hear one ear, and I often anger the emperor. Those servants who follow my father don’t treat me like me. Anyway, no matter who will be on the throne in the future, it won’t be me. When the food in the Imperial Kitchen arrives at my place, there will be no hot food. No matter what the dish is like a stew, the meat is too old to bite, and the dish is too bad to eat... …It’s not as good as these vegetable leaves that don’t put any oil in it. At least when it cools, there will be no lumps of oil on it."
Mo Lei shook his head and said: "If you eat vegetables without oil, you will understand after eating them for three months."
Many people in Zhushan County are poor at home. When cooking, they don’t even want to put salt, and oil is even more impossible.
The second prince was tossed hard by that kind of imperial meal, and when he ate this kind of food without oil and salt, he felt very comfortable. After a long time, he would never think so.
"Don't compare things that are unpalatable. They are unpalatable and whether they are serious or not." Meng Qi said grimly.
"...But if you don't eat it, you will starve to death."
The second prince didn't look up. He was eating and suddenly found that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, so he stopped his chopsticks in confusion, and met the complicated eyes of Moli and Meng Qi.
Lu Yan didn't understand what this meant, so he continued to drink gnocchi soup.
Moli moved his lips and said with a voice transmission, "Brother Meng, I always feel... I am like a wounded squirrel picked up from the mountain."
It's silly, you can forget where it is buried, and it was almost taken away by a leopard. You have to worry about whether it can survive, and you have to see if it has the potential to become a monster.
If Lu Yan's brain were smarter, maybe the prince would not be so worried.
By the way, was the second prince silly by Lu Zhang when he was young?
Moli almost wanted to check the second prince’s head internally, and Meng Qi’s dissatisfaction with Lu Min gradually increased. Whether he was a wise man or a wise man, it was not worth the doctor’s bother.
"Didn't you say that Yan Cen might be Lu Zhang's son?" Meng Qi enthusiastically suggested, "We can take the second prince to Shimo Mountain and let Yan Cen take care of him, although they have never met before. He’s brothers, but there shouldn’t be any differences in his attitude towards Lu Zhang. It just so happens that there are a lot of herbs in Shimo Mountain, and the second prince became the most wanted criminal of the Qi Dynasty. It’s safer to hide in the old forest in the deep mountains."
Mo Lei thought about it carefully and found that this idea was very good.
I didn't know that the second prince who was about to be sent to the bandit cottage had eaten six points full, then restrained himself with great perseverance, and went to the cubicle to change clothes yawning.
The people at Fengxing Pavilion not only sent food, but also a few replacement clothes.
However, the hot water that the ink carp needs is not available, because burning hot water is too wasteful of wood.
The second prince started to feel sleepy after eating, his eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy, and he fell asleep next to the screen when he changed his clothes halfway, or Moli heard the sound and dragged him up.
Lu Yan got up in a daze, and after walking a few steps, he fell on the carpet just a few feet in front of him.
This time it was Meng Qi who did this. He irritably threw people on the small couch. According to Meng Qi's original idea, the bed belonged to Doctor Mo. This small couch was his own, and the second prince connected the door. Don't even want to enter.
But ordinary people who don’t know martial arts lie on the ground to sleep, and can drink the medicine the next day, especially at night is still cold, the second prince’s dilapidated body is like a gourd with holes everywhere, it looks like Lean and strong, it may be blown in a gust of wind, and then he is seriously ill.
Mo Li came out after changing his clothes and saw Meng Qi's unhappy expression.
"What are you still sitting for?" Moli asked wonderingly, "You don't want to eat, but you have to rest."
"..."
Meng Qi was stunned for a while, then suddenly looked at the babu bed.
The bed is very delicate, but the disadvantage is that it is not big enough.
So Meng Qi never thought of sharing a bed with Moli from the beginning. It was embarrassing to face to face, and it was not the time yet.
Suddenly the time has come now?
No, no, you can't be happy too early.
Meng Qi tentatively asked: "This bed is too small, the doctor should rest here."
"The house is so big, where else can I go?" Mo Li asked in surprise.
Meng Qi looked at Mo Lei blankly. He didn't think it was right, it must be wrong!
Otherwise, the doctor was faked by someone else, or he was going to trick him into becoming a gerbil, anyway, it would never be what he thought.
"Doctor, I can't do it now, it's not suitable." Meng Qiyi said sternly.
They are on the site of Fengxing Pavilion. This Jianghu organization sells intelligence for a living, and everyone has a pair of sharp eyes.
Meng Guoshi disappears silently, it is nothing. The person who is walking with Meng Guoshi has a gerbil in his arms. Isn't this arousing suspicion? No, too risky! Looking at the chief steward of Fengxing Pavilion, you know that they can pull out two related things from the vast and smoky intelligence, and make accurate judgments, guessing the truth.
The gerbil's body can do nothing except eavesdrop.
Taijing Longmai suddenly began to dislike his gerbil appearance.
"Lu Zhang was injured, and the courtiers were thinking about it. It is estimated that the martial law and blockade will be lifted tomorrow, and I have to go and listen to the situation."
Meng Qi determined that Moli was going to retaliate for pitting him into a fat baby, so he concocted an excuse in a serious manner, and also laid out the reasons why he is familiar with Taijing Street.
Mo Lei could not object, Meng Qi quickly turned on the mechanism and slipped out, leaving Mo Lei with a back view, too fast to catch up.
Moli: "..."
Doctor Mo turned his head and looked at the Babu bed. He didn’t understand what was wrong with two people doing cross-legged meditation together to practice internal strength. The martial arts master went out and didn’t have a bed to sleep in the outer capital. It’s good to meditate and adjust the breath. Then it dawned.
The bed is not big, but two people can still sit down!