Master Fu’s Prideful Wife

The two games of chess were ended by Wen Li in an absolutely crushing manner.

Hatas looked at the broken chessboard in front of him, and suddenly smiled and put down the chessboard.

Chess, which simulates ancient warfare, is known as something that helps develop human intelligence, although he has never fought with soldiers.

But he also prides himself on being smart. He has also read a lot of books on the art of war in the library, and he has never lost a war on paper.

The emperor's mental skills are naturally not weak, but he was killed by Wen Li without leaving a piece of armor, and he can be said to be defeated like a mountain on the entire chessboard.

It is true that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the blue is better than the blue.

"Little girl, you are really good, I have never lost." Hatas sighed.

Her logical thinking ability is almost impeccable, no matter which angle she attacks from, and what kind of tactics she formulates, she can defeat them one by one.

Such a person can be invincible even on the battlefield.

"Are you sure, how many of the defeats you've never had are true?"

Hattas smiled. In this position, he has indeed not heard the truth for a long time. How many of those people deliberately lost because of his identity, he will not mention these for the time being.

"It's true that no one has beaten me for a long time. The last person who dared to beat me at chess with me was my daughter. Now she's really old." Hatas sighed.

Ni Lun stood by and waited. In order to prepare the dessert, he went to Ming An Hall to inquire about Wen Li's taste.

Not too sweet, not too bland, tell the chef what you like and don't like.

Looking at it like this, the food is still more attractive to Miss Wen Li.

"Are you used to living in the palace?" Hatas asked suddenly.

"It's like home." Wen Li gave these four-word evaluations.

Hatas gave them medals on the first day they entered the palace, and Yin Sa's Ming'an Hall also took good care of them.

Because she was not used to the taste here, Yin Sa also ordered someone to change the chef for her specially.

At least the people in Ming An Hall are really taking care of them.

"That's good. You children who grew up outside the palace may not be used to the rules here. If you don't like it, you can say it, and you can tell me what you want, and I will arrange for someone to deal with it."

"Don't worry about it, we are just guests, no matter how long we live, we will eventually leave one day."

Hearing this sentence, Hatas' eyes darkened.

Yes, there will be a day when we will leave.

"Today is your birthday, I wish you a happy birthday."

Wen Li stretched out his hand, and Xia Chen, who was behind him, stepped forward and handed over the things he brought.

"I have learned from the ink painting master Cheng Song for a period of time a few years ago. I drew this picture of the crane sending a birthday. I hope you like it."

Wen Li said and handed the painting over. Hattas took it and spread it out carefully. The ink painting of cranes is quite charming.

At the bottom, I just wrote a poem with a brush.

"You also wrote that word?" Hattas said, taking off his reading glasses and putting them on.

This word is vigorous and powerful, revealing extraordinary power, but it is slightly different when you look closely.

"Where did you learn such a good handwriting."

This Feng handwriting is very similar to the handwriting of the calligraphy master Nan Qiao.

"My husband's handwriting is good, he taught me."

Hatas could clearly see it. When Wen Li said three words about my husband, his eyes were bright.

You can't hide the look of someone you like.

Niron looked over and glanced, "Ms. Wen Li's handwriting is very good. If you learned from your husband, then your husband must write better. At least he should be a scholar-level person."

In their eyes, scholars are people who wear glasses, have a refined face, and have the appearance of poetry and literature.

Lu Min, who was on the side, automatically made up for the way they were in charge.

It seems that the brain can't figure it out, there is no way, it is impossible for a beast to become a gentle rabbit.

The hair on his back stood up one by one when he thought of the way the master was writing while wearing glasses.

"You're young, why did you get married so early? Girls don't have to be so rushing. Besides, you're still so good. In the future, there will be more good men for you to choose." Hatas suddenly said something unhappy.

Niren understood what their majesty meant and said with a smile.

"Maybe Miss Wen Li's husband is a very gentle and excellent person. He can write so beautifully, so he won't be a bad person."

Maybe it's a scholar who learns to be rich and five cars, or maybe it's a businessman who makes a statement.

Miss Wen Li's way of looking at people shouldn't be wrong.

"Our husband is very good." Lu Min on the side said.

Is this because they despise the fact that they are not worthy of their wives?

"Okay, don't talk about this." Hatas refused to study this topic any more, and turned the direction of the topic to other aspects.

"Your Majesty, it's still some time before the banquet begins," Hattas said.

At this moment, Hebrew is meeting the guests on behalf of Hatas. It is obviously his birthday, but he is the most busy person.

"Those people can only say those few words, it's meaningless." He waved his hand.

"You can rest for a while before you go," Hattas said.

The royal dinner is indeed very boring, and the celebrities gather. It may be an opportunity for ordinary people, but for those who are used to it, it is not surprising.

Hattas pondered for a while, and the old man suddenly looked at Wen Li, "Girl, do you have time to accompany me for a walk?"

Anyway, he was idle, and Wen Li really followed Hattas to the back of the palace.

Seeing the old man who rolled up his sleeves and chopped bamboo by himself, Wen Li was a little surprised.

"His Majesty used to cook bamboo rice here with the Queen on his birthday. After the Queen left, he seldom did it. If you have nothing to do, can you accompany the old man with him?" side.

After looking at it for a long time, she walked over, "I'll do it, you'll wince again later."

"Girls can't touch these sharp tools, go wash the rice over there."

Nellon fetched everything as instructed, including chopped diced ham, corn kernels and shredded fungus.

When Hattas finally cut down the first bamboo, the old man had a gratified smile on his face.

He is getting old, and he has not done such physical work for a long time, and he is still a little powerless.

With the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows, Hattas squatted on the ground beside the water pipe connected to the water pipe on his back to wash the bamboo tube.

For the sake of convenience, the old man did not take off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He is not very skilled in washing rice, cleaning ingredients, and even the movement of raising the fire seems so clumsy, but he still tries hard to do it well.

It was only when he was hunched over that Wen Li realized that His Majesty the king was also a seventy-year-old man.

"This is the only meal Your Majesty can cook. The former queen also liked to eat it. After the death of the former queen, only Princess Yingran has eaten this bamboo tube rice."

Niron said and looked at Wen Li, "Your Majesty really likes you."

"It's obviously his old man's birthday, why did you cook for me?"

Niron smiled at Wen Li and said, "You can make Your Majesty more happy than anything you do after eating this meal."

Today's Haas needs company rather than other things.

The aroma of rice permeated the entire bamboo forest, which was mouth-watering. Xia Chen and Lu Min looked at each other with anticipation.

Hatas took down the bamboo tube that had been baked on the fire for a long time, and after letting it cool down, handed it to Wen Li who was waiting.

"Girl, try it to see if it tastes good."

Seeing Wen Li's satisfied look, Hatas' eyes overflowed with a smile, and his wrinkled face was also full of smiles.

This kid has grown up well.

"You can eat it too." Wen Li motioned to Hatas.

The old man and the young man sat side by side on the chairs. Hatas lowered his head and opened the bamboo tube. Before he started to eat, he gently sandwiched the shredded ham in his bamboo tube into Wen Li's bamboo tube.

He described to Wen Li the origin of this bamboo rice with emotion.

"My wife and I were on our honeymoon in a tropical country in East Asia, and we had a great time there, a day I will never forget."

"We were lost in the mountains when we were out rock climbing. We walked in the mountains for a long time before we found a family. When we were tired and hungry, the family gave us the only cooked meal left. It was the most delicious thing I've ever eaten."

At that time, she praised her many times, and Hatas, who kept her lover's preferences in her heart, took the local people as her teacher, and only learned how to make this bamboo tube rice.

Later, on every wedding anniversary, he would do this, and the two of them supported each other together for a while.

This has also become the only meal he can cook in his life. After his wife passed away, he hasn't cooked for a long time.

The only person who ate it was Ying Ran, that little girl didn't like the taste very much.

"You must miss her a lot." Wen Li said.

Hattas looked over and laughed softly, "I don't miss her a day."

Death is always cruel to those who are left behind, and if there is a memory of each other, there will be a lifetime of pain.

If you can come out, it will also be a relief for people.

But he doesn't want to go out...