Happy Marriage

As soon as Yu Jingyun came, Qian Zhou and Sister Feng naturally couldn't serve the table, and the meal couldn't be delicious either. Therefore, Sister Feng immediately went back to the kitchen to serve Leng Nanxian's meal, while Qian Zhou brought out a cup of herbal tea with eyesight and handed it to Yu Jingyun.

Yu Jingyun took it and drank it, his expression softened just now.

He is the pampered and pampered son-in-law of the Hou Mansion. Every day, there are delicacies from mountains and seas. What have you not seen? However, not long after the foreign spicy food was introduced to Chang'an, the prince was noble and Jingui. This cook was careful in his cooking and only asked for meticulousness. Who would dare to give him these spicy and weird things?

So when I took this sip, I couldn't stand it at first, I felt that my throat and mouth were hot, but this layer of hotness gradually subsided, and I tasted the marrow again, and I felt that the teeth and cheeks were fragrant.

He threw the tea bowl back to Qianzhou, and ordered, "Go, give me a bowl of rice and a pot of herbal tea for Lord Shizi."

Qianzhou raised his eyes to look at Leng Nanxian. Leng Nanxian slowly ate the fish without raising his head: "Can these vulgar and wild vegetable princes also swallow?"

Yu Jingyun held chopsticks in his hand, looked at the pot of fish fillets, and didn't know how to start: "Stop talking about those with little salt and no vinegar, hurry up, rice!"

Sister Feng brought rice over and gave Yu Jingyun a bowl.

Yu Jingyun picked up the fish fillets and started the second round of attempts.

"This must not be Sister Feng's craftsmanship!" Yu Jingyun said decisively, "I can smell Sister Feng's meal as soon as I smell it."

Leng Nanxian just grabbed the fish fillet and didn't speak.

Yu Jingyun sucked in the cold air "hiss haha", then turned to look at An Sheng: "Did this little girl do it?"

"What are you here for?"

Leng Nanxian did not answer the question.

"I'll bring you a chair."

An Sheng raised his eyes and saw a few red sandalwood chairs unloaded from the carriage outside the yard.

"I would have to ask Shizi Yu to make a trip in person to get a chair? Are you busy with official business?"

"If you are busy, you have to let people eat, right? It happens that there is no place to eat today. Sister Feng's craftsmanship has been around for a long time, so I still miss it a bit."

Yu Jingyun's face was hot and red, but he still kept his chopsticks, and the bowl of rice quickly saw the bottom, raised his hand and handed it to An Sheng: "Another bowl!"

An Sheng took over the rice bowl, turned around resignedly to the kitchen, and refilled the rice.

"I think your cooking skills are better than your medical skills." Yu Jingyun rarely praised: "My son has never eaten such a hearty dish. I suggest you don't follow him to study medicine, and go back to the Marquis with this son. Mansion, I have a reward every day."

Leng Nanxian said coldly: "Don't forget, Shizi, her father is still a servant, not your servant."

"Aren't you calling her in the same way?"

"I'm his master." Leng Nanxian said of course.

Yu Jingyun just thought about it for a while, then turned his face and said to An Sheng seriously: "What's the use of studying medicine? You can't save your own life at the critical moment. Why don't you learn kung fu from the son of this world, and I will be your master too. I'll give you a team of iron cavalry, and go out in a majestic manner, and no one dares to provoke it, it's better than being bullied by others."

An Sheng suddenly felt that Yu Jingyun's proposal was very tempting.

Not being bullied is what she has always dreamed of. If he really has a kung fu, then Xue's mother and daughter will naturally be no problem, and it is exactly what suits her Xia Ansheng's temperament. When dealing with people like Xia Ziwu, if you can do it, try not to say anything.

Yu Jingyun looked at her hesitation, and felt a little proud: "How is it? Think about it carefully, I, Yu Jingyun, never openly accept apprentices."

Leng Nanxian looked up at An Sheng, pursed his lips, and continued to lower his head to eat fish.

An Sheng shook his head solemnly: "Thank you for your love, Shizi Yu, no need."

"You don't have to be afraid of him, look at his face, be my Yu Jingyun's apprentice, you have the capital and arrogance." Yu Jingyun drank the tea at hand and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

"If this meal doesn't suit Shizi Yu's appetite, Shizi Yu shouldn't force it. You can't rob everything in order to go against me." Leng Nanxian finally couldn't hold back his mouth.

Yu Jingyun raised his face and stared at him inexplicably: "Are you talking about this meal or this little girl?"

"Judging from the look on your face now, you are not suitable for such spicy food, and you have a strong internal fire. Tomorrow, you may have red eyes and swollen teeth, sores on your nose and mouth, and symptoms of getting angry." Leng Nanxian was indifferent. road.

"So what? My son is so sweet. This little girl really suits my Yu Jingyun's appetite, and this apprentice is also accepted." Yu Jingyun said firmly.

"Cheap is not good, and you can't get cheap if you take the initiative to deliver it to your door." Leng Nanxian shook his head: "I accepted her as a disciple, but I went through many tests."

"It's just that you have a lot of faults!" Yu Jingyun sneered mercilessly: "For us martial arts practitioners, it's enough to meet our eyes. This little girl has felt bold and daring since she first saw it. You timid master really doesn't help."

Leng Nanxian took all the fish in the basin into his own bowl, leaving only the head and tail: "You are one step late."

Yu Jingyun snorted coldly and patted on the stone table. The fish that Leng Nanxian had just caught in the bowl were shocked and all fell into the plate in front of him.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll be poisoned inside?" Leng Nanxian narrowed his eyes.

Yu Jingyun answered his words with practical actions: "Didn't you Leng Nanxian always claim to be upright and upright? Do you also bother to practice such dark and despicable methods?"

Leng Nanxian put down his chopsticks, stood up, and sighed in a low voice: "It's clear that I'm going to grab food from someone else's bowl, but I'm so righteous. I can't compare to you in terms of thick skin."

Yu Jingyun smugly turned to look at An Sheng: "How is it? Will I go back to the mansion with my son in a while?"

An Shengfu shook his head again and said solemnly: "I still have to stay and cook for Master to eat. Otherwise, Master will not have the strength to treat you."

"He's cold and Nanxian is sick. Aojiao is sick. Don't be awkward. He pretends to be arrogant and has a vicious tongue. He should show it to himself first." Yu Jingyun immediately retorted.

An Sheng was speechless, feeling that the symptoms Yu Jingyun summed up were indeed true, and Leng Nanxian was arrogant, awkward, and vicious.

In fact, this Yu Jingyun is a little arrogant and arrogant, and his words are still sharp, which is very interesting.

"My master's symptoms are just a matter of reason, and haven't penetrated deep into the internal organs, but Yu Shizi's is different, and it will be better if he doesn't get cured." An Sheng tilted his head and smiled.

Yu Jingyun suddenly felt that this little girl was smiling a bit weird and creepy.

"Little girl, you can't talk and always turn to him, me"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a dull pain in his stomach, so he could not help frowning and looked at Leng Nanxian: "You really poisoned the fish?"

Leng Nanxian shook his head solemnly: "Poisoning is not the work of a gentleman."

"Then why do I suddenly have a stomach ache?"

"There is a fire that needs to be vented. You can tell by looking at your face in the morning that you have accumulated fire and gas in your body. Just now, you have been eating spicy and meaty food. If it is not cured, it will hurt the liver and stomach, so let you vent it, and it will be smooth after you pass it."

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly and answered fluently.

Yu Jingyun clutched his stomach, obviously starting to have a seizure, and pointed at Leng Nanxian: "You're ruthless!"

With a wave of his hand, there was a loud bang, and the bluestone slabs in the yard suddenly shattered, leaving a two-foot-square pit on the ground.

"For this prince, this is called venting fire!"

An Sheng had never seen such a powerful kung fu before, and was shocked.

Leng Nanxian did not change his face, turned his face and asked An Sheng, "You have always liked gardenias, and now it is autumn. If you transplant one here now, will it survive?"

An Sheng nodded happily: "The spring doesn't germinate, and it is best to transplant in August and September in the fall. It's just this place, if it's not right or wrong, it doesn't seem to be suitable."

Leng Nanxian shook his head helplessly: "It doesn't matter, here is the eye-catching. However, remember, people with too much temper should stay away as much as possible, otherwise they should always be careful to be affected by anger."

Yu Jingyun's face was blue and he wanted to have a seizure, but after thinking about it, he laughed out loud: "Leng Nanxian, I really caught your hand this time. Haha, I have something important to do this afternoon, Shizi. , I won't accompany you to bicker here. Otherwise, I will definitely stay here and let this little girl serve my son with tea and water until she recovers. I will come to Japan for a long time, and I will come to see you often. "

He turned around, as if he suddenly remembered something, turned his face to An Sheng and said, "You have already taken my jade card, that's mine!"

Leng Nanxian's face sank in an instant, and he just calmed down and went out with a big smile. Get on the horse and walk away.

Leng Nanxian snorted coldly: "Remember, stay away from him in the future, three feet away!"

An Sheng answered honestly.

"It's better for this kind of person to be less provocative."

An Shengfu nodded again.

"His words don't have to be taken seriously, he just got angry with the master."

An Sheng gave a soft "um" again.

"As stupid as you are, who will look at you?"

An Sheng: "Huh? No"

Leng Nanxian had already turned around and returned to the house, full of food and drink, leaving only a back view for her.

Tsundere, vicious, awkward, and sure enough.