Husband, Have Dinner

Cui Mengzhang watched his wife and the maid hurriedly back, and after the chat, she still didn't know which wife the other party was.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Founding Hou, Mrs. Pei?"

Cui Mengzhang turned around, and talked about a girl who was full of gods and she was like a lotus in the water. She had a woman's hair bun, a pomegranate flower hairpin, and two women behind him, holding a Yomo before she danced. The little girl in the year of Shao is like a jade carved with powder, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, like the jade girl in front of the Guanyin seat.

"I am, you are..."

Woman "My husband is Wu Yue, Qing dynasty from Dali Temple, and Hedong Liu from his mother's family. It seems that my family has a distant relationship with your parents. It's just that my little sister and I often pray for blessings in the nunnery. I don’t know much about it. Yes, this is my sister's heart."

When she mentioned her name, Cui Mengzhang remembered that the Boling Cui family and the Qinghe Cui family are indeed related by marriage, and Liu Qingchi and Liu Chengxin are said to have encountered lotus blossoms in front of the Buddha at birth, and they were also ordered by the Taoist monks from the capital. , Named after "The lonely cloud on the stone peeping the hue, the bright moon in the clear pond shines on the mind of Zen", and the clear and empty mind of the Zen mind in the clear pond and the bright moon. The two sisters have been smart since they were young, and were later sent to the headband of the temple The two sisters were not able to leave until Liu Qingchi grew up.

Later, Liu Qingchi married the current Dali Temple Qing, and it is said that Master Wu will soon be promoted.

This is not the reason why Liu Qingchi came here. The key is that father-in-law seems to have said...

Liu Chengxin has a marriage contract with Pei Shuo!

It was the late one who married the Liu family back then.

Thinking of Pei Shuo, Cui Mengzhang felt uncomfortable again, "Qingchi, let's talk as we walk."

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Sun Changxin walked the other way to meet the princess. The princess greeted her and sat down. Everyone in the garden could be seen from the small hall.

The princess took out the glass bottle and shook her wrist. The clear liquid swirled in the glass bottle. The bottle reflected light. Sun Changxin was curious to see the princess. She saw that she handed the bottle to her hand. "This is a rose made by a maid in my house." Qinglu, it is said that roses are boiled with steamed mountain spring water. During this time, you can't use makeup powder, just use Qinglu to pat your face every morning."

"How can this work." Sun Changxin pushed back subconsciously, "It's too expensive."

The eldest princess "You are the niece of this palace, and the acquaintance of this palace who has nothing to talk about. You are more valuable than the rose dew, accept it."

However, Sun Changxin had no choice but to accept it. She looked at the princess shyly, and opened the rose dew with her nodding approval, and suddenly a rose fragrance overflowed from the bottle. You can smell the sweet fragrance without getting close, and her mood suddenly changed. Better.

"Zhuang Xuan, thank you." She tightened the gilt silver lid and put it in her sachet, and was afraid of spilling it on the road, and put it into her sleeve together with the sachet.

"You're welcome, this kind of rose dew can be drunk. The maid of the palace made three portions of rose dew, which is edible. If one is used with filtered rouge, it will be steamed in the pot to make the rouge. With the fragrance of roses, there is another one that takes only a few drops and wipes it on your wrists, collars, and behind your ears. It can replace sachets and lavender." The long princess said, speaking of this, looking at the garden full Lady, she is eager to move

"How should I show off to them?" The princess wanted to show off for the first time in her life, but she didn't know how to start.

Sun Changxin can’t laugh or cry. The co-author of this flower viewing banquet is to show off that her maid can make rose dew. After thinking about it, rose dew is a rare product in the capital. Winter is over, spring is full of flowers, which is the best way to make fragrance. At the right time, if you succeed in making rose dew, jasmine dew and magnolia dew will come into being. In summer, it will be the turn of lotus dew, orange leaf dew, autumn melilotus dew, winter tangerine dew, plum dew, all year round. There can be topics.

"Hey, Zhuang Xuan, the orange fragrance dew you sent and this rose clear dew made by the same maid?" Sun Changxin asked, "That's simple, you invite some ladies to drink rose clear dew, they You will be curious when you smell the scent."

"That's the reason." The eldest princess smiled openly, so she waved her hand and sent a maid to invite those familiar ladies to sit down.

Without her speaking, the ladies first praised the princess's flowers blooming well. The maids brought a few rose honey water, the white porcelain was filled with the clear plum red soup, and the mist was faintly visible, and there was no need to get close, the rich fragrance The guests have been told what it is.

The ladies stopped chatting, and picked up the white porcelain cup at the same time, first smelled, and then tasted "Is it the combination of rose and tea? It seems that you can't taste the tea."

"It should be similar to the way plum blossoms are fried in snow."

"No, if it's'Plum Blossom Fried Snow', the color of the soup will not be similar to that of red plum. It should be more reddish or cherry blossom."

The ladies argued to no avail, they turned their attention to the princess, and the host said something fair.

The corner of the long princess’s mouth raised, “The method is not complicated. Use a teaspoon to stir up the rose dew and add it to the honey water. It can be taken every day to beautify your face. This dew is not sold in the market, and the roses used in it are not grown in the garden. The most beautiful and unremarkable, it uses roses that are commonly used as pastry fillings."

Rose dew and honey.

The ladies looked at each other, feeling that the white porcelain bowl in their hands was a bit expensive, and they seemed to be drinking gold, tasting them carefully.

"With the blessing of the eldest princess, we can taste the rose clear dew bestowed by the gods. It is really fortunate for the three lives."

The eldest princess "Madam, you are wrong, this is made by my maid."

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"How is it possible? The rose dew that the scent is not bad for the godsend!" One of the ladies couldn't help being excited. "The minister's wife is out of state."

The eldest princess finally felt what it was like when they proudly showed off their dew, and their mood was particularly refreshing! "It's okay, I understand." She smiled and curled her eyes. "At that time, the maid made it and I didn't believe it, but the smell is really good."

She was pleased that she generously let the palace lady serve the bottle of rose dew, which was particularly complicated, and only opened the lid. The fragrance was fascinating. Rao is one of the ladies who is good at making incense, and her husband is also a royal merchant who supplies spices. For a while, I couldn't smell the scent, I just felt that I was in a sea of ​​roses, and my spirit was relaxed.

Mrs. "The eldest princess has so many capable people, I can't wait to see the dust."

The eldest princess "Where, it's just a product of the maid's whim. It takes time and a lot of materials. Unlike the powder dew produced by Mrs. Ning's Suxin Pavilion, it is paid attention to by the female relatives in Beijing."

Madam Ning raised her heart, wondering what the eldest princess's words meant, and she thought to herself.

Sun Changxin Yu Guang saw a cat with a bright coat in the flowers, curiously moved her hands to the railing and hugged her abdomen, and looked at the cat up close.

The cat fluttered at the butterfly wholeheartedly, unconsciously noticing that there were still people staring at it.

Butterflies seem to be funny cats, east and west, flew to the moon arch and flapped their wings to attract the little white cat's attention.

It stopped, and it was also accumulating energy, vowing to pounce the butterfly.

Slammed--

"Oops!"

At the same time, there was a crash, and the porcelain plate blossomed.