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At the shore of the water, it was summer, when the current was the most rapid. Qi Hou was wearing a black armor, a black jade crown on his head, and a sword in his hand. Behind him was Gao Xi, the governor of Qi, Bao Shuya, the senior official, and Jiu Joining the Qi army, the red flags are continuous, waving fiercely in the summer wind.

Qi Hou soon saw Young Master Jiu whom he hadn't seen for a long time. In fact, in his last life, even when Young Master died, Qi Hou never saw him again. What he saw was only Young Master Jiu's body. The last side he saw was him and Young Master. Jiu parted ways and escaped from the life-saving side of Qi State.

Qihou vaguely saw three figures, walking slowly from the other side of the water, there were only three of them, the leader was wearing a white plain robe, his hair was not tied up, and his long black hair was hanging down, setting off his thin and pale face, delicate and handsome There is a vicissitudes of life on his face, but his face has hardly changed.

The left hand behind him is Guan Zhong, the famous father in the future, and the younger Zhao Hu is on the right.

Zhaohu was dressed in a white gown, with a sword in his hand, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were fierce, and he stared at Qihou fiercely, not shying away from Qihou's majesty at all.

When the three of them approached, Gao Zi stopped shouting, "You dare to offend Zhao Hu, yet you still complain about your majesty?!"

Zhaohu didn't speak, but Qihou raised his hand to stop, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many years, so don't come here, second brother."

When Wu Jiu heard Qihou's voice, he didn't dare to raise his head, and respectfully lowered his head not to look at him, holding a small wooden bean in both hands.

The bean was a container for rice at that time. It had a round mouth and a round foot. The beans used by the nobles were all made of bronze. Covered with a lid, billowing hot air came out from the gap.

Wu Jiao knelt down and performed this great gift, Guan Yiwu behind him also knelt down, Zhaohu didn't kneel, but still held his saber, Bao Shuya broke into a cold sweat for the third younger brother, Guan Yiwu pulled him twice, Zhaohu just Reluctantly knelt down, but turned his head aside bitterly.

Qihou secretly sighed in his heart, Zhaohu really has a good backbone and a tough bone.

Qi Hou remained calm and said with a smile: "Second brother, what is this doing? I heard that the second brother has suddenly become obsessed with cooking these days. Is there such a thing? Could it be that the second brother made it himself?"

Wu Jiu could hear that Marquis Qi was taunting him, the voice was deep and hoarse, with a royal demeanor, unusually calm and pleasant to hear, even if he was taunting someone, he could still speak so nicely.

Wu Jiu was not angry, and said calmly: "It was done by the guilty minister, please enjoy it, Your Majesty."

Qihou squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was going to do for a moment, and he couldn't see through this second brother.

When he was young, Qi Hou was bullied and grew up because he had no mother at all. Among the three sons, he was the one with the least support. Qi Hou didn't know that his father liked smart children, but he couldn't express it. Showing off his intelligence, how many eyes were on him, a helpless child, and he would shoot him to death at any time.

Qi Hou has been pretending to be stupid, he does what others don't want to do, he listens to others' taunts, and laughs when others say he is stupid. watch intently.

Qihou didn't like the obscenity of the eldest brother Zhuer, nor the cleverness of the second brother Jiao, but seeing him now, Qihou didn't know what to do. This feeling was like a needle falling into the ocean, unhappy. Waves, but extremely uncomfortable.

Qi Hou laughed, and said calmly, "What kind of delicacy is it, so much work that the second brother can do it?"

Wu Jiu just passed the dal forward, and Bao Shuya who was next to him immediately stepped forward and took the dal in person. As soon as the wooden cover was lifted, a sweet and sweet smell rushed up, and it was so tangy that he left the house. The people who got close had never smelled this kind of smell, but they looked at each other in blank dismay, showing surprised expressions for a broken dhal.

When the dal opened, it turned out to be a bowl of Huang Cencen's soybean soup...

Qihou was taken aback for a moment, the smile on his face became secretive, and he said in a gloomy voice: "Second Brother, this is...?"

Soybeans are very cheap, Qihou was suspicious, and thought that Young Master Jiu was using soybeans to insinuate himself, so Wu Jiao said indifferently: "Your Majesty, you know, how did you get this bowl of bean soup?"

Qi Hou sneered, and said: "The widow is not like the second brother who likes dining rooms, so I don't know."

Wu Jiu said in a low voice: "When the beans were first grown, the beans and the stalks grew from the same root. When the beans grew, the farmers pulled the beans, boiled the beans in a pot, and put the bean stalks in the pot. A fire is lit under the stove, and the bean stalks are boiled to cook the beans, and it becomes bean soup.”

In fact, what Wu Jiu said was a very simple truth. Emperor Wen wanted to kill Cao Zhi, the king of Dong'a. As a matter of fact, Qihou and Gongzi Jiu were not the first couple, nor will they be the last couple.

As soon as Wu Jiu's words came out, everyone fell silent. Although there was no Emperor Wen or Cao Zhi in this era, everyone present was smart. Dou Zi and Dou Jing seemed to be Wu Jiu and Marquis Qi. He could hear clearly, nothing could be more thorough.

His words sounded like a resounding sound, and in an instant, he was on the bank of the water. He could only hear the "russling" summer wind blowing the restless heat, and the "squeaking" water flow, which affected everyone's heartbeat.

Bao Shuya and Gao Zi looked at Wu Jiu with his head bowed in surprise at the same time. They understood Wu Jiu's analogy and were quite surprised.

Guan Yiwu and Zhaohu who were behind them suddenly felt a sense of sadness in their hearts. Combined with the sweetness of the bean soup permeating in the air, they couldn't tell whether it was sweet or bitter, and all five flavors arose in their hearts for a while.

Qi Hou fixedly stared at Wu Jiu who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, a sense of sadness filled his heart, it was the emotion of death and rebirth, although they are not real brothers, but they are real brothers in name, if I really killed my second brother, even if others don't tell me, I know it well.

Now that Wu Jiu had flattened his words, Qi Hou's heart skipped a few beats, and he looked up at Guan Yiwu and Zhao Hu behind him. In fact, Qi Hou had already been thinking about whether he should kill Young Master Jiu. Sudden suicide, it would be a pity to lose a general.

But after seeing Wu Jiu neither humble nor overbearing, he spoke logically, Qihou was a little surprised, this brother seemed to be different from before.

Qi Hou was uncertain for a while, and ordered Bao Shuya to bring the pigeonpea, and he actually tasted it lightly, in fact, he wanted to hide his thinking face.

After this taste, Qi Hou was a little surprised, and once again showed surprise, he glanced at the dal in Bao Shuya's hand.

The golden bean soup is boiled delicately, as if it is the most delicate fine sand, and it melts in the mouth. Qihou was bullied when he was young. I don’t know how many times he has eaten bean rice, but every time he eats bean rice, it is disgusting and unpalatable , I have never eaten such a sweet bean soup.

The bean soup is delicate, and it tastes sweet in the mouth, licking but not greasy, clear and fragrant, a strong aroma hits the face, mellow and tangy.

In fact, this bean soup is very simple. Wu Jiu lived alone in his previous life, and he knew how to cook, and his cooking skills were good. He also had a lot of experience in a catering company.

Bean rice is unpalatable, because soybeans are easy to rot, but if it is boiled, it will be different, it will become soybean paste, add fragrant honey, sweet bean soup is very rare these days, sprinkle a handful of sesame powder, it will be more stimulating The mellow aroma of the bean soup has been stuffed for so long. Once the lid is opened, the aroma will permeate naturally and last for a long time.

Qihou thought for a while, thinking not only of beans and bean stalks, but also of all kinds of things about himself when he was a child, a sour and astringent taste accompanied by sweetness came up, and it really couldn't be said what it was.

However, Marquis Qi was a little unwilling. Looking at it this way, it was obvious that Wu Jiu was submissive and threatening. The higher Qi Hou sat, the more arrogant and stubborn he was. Naturally, he was not willing to let Wu Jiu go.

It's a pity that Qihou still wants to take care of the two capable ministers, Yiwu and Zhaohu.

Qihou just took a sip of the bean soup, and at this time, his face slowly returned to coldness, his head was lowered, and the scarlet cloak rumbled fiercely in the strong wind by the water, setting off Qihou's tall figure.

Qi Hou laughed and said: "Mr. Lu wanted to execute the second brother to show his determination to make peace with Gu, but Gu couldn't bear it in his heart. After all, the second brother and Gu are just like this bean and bean stem. If so... two Brother likes to cook so much, why don't you go back to Qi Palace with Gu, Gu's dining room happens to lack a talented cook like Second Brother."

His words were accompanied by a slight smile, his face was cold, his long and narrow eyes were cold and slightly narrowed, no one dared to speak, Zhao Hu suddenly pulled himself up, Guan Yiwu grabbed him and pressed him on his shoulder, desperately Get him up.

Zhaohu was very strong, seeing that Guan Yiwu couldn't stop him, Wu Jiu immediately turned his head to look at Zhaohu, and stopped Zhaohu with his eyes.

Zhaohu "huhu" gasped for two breaths, the second son of his family, the son of a dignified prince, who is above ten thousand people, wants to be a servant like a slave, Zhaohu is really outraged for a while.

But Wu Jiu was very calm, just chuckled lightly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your gift."

Qi Hou smiled, showing a trace of gentleness on his face.Feeling more and more that young master Jiu knows current affairs, he flicked the scarlet cloak, helped young master Jiu who was kneeling on the ground with his own hands, and smiled and pinned Wu Jiao's messy hair behind his ears, and said in a caring and gentle tone: "Second brother Why do you say that? The second brother and Gu are brothers, and they should support each other."

Qihou smiled again, and said with concern, "Second brother, why don't you tie your hair?"

Wu Jiu lowered his head, and said with a dutiful face, "The guilty minister dare not tie his hair."

Qi Hou said with a smile: "Second brother is serious, why did the criminal minister say it, the wind is strong by the water, and he entered the shogunate to speak, second brother please."

Wu Jiu responded obediently, bowed his head and said, "Please, Your Majesty, first."

Seeing this scene, all the ministers by the water looked at each other in blank dismay, and the others quickly followed into the shogunate. Zhaohu was still angry, Bao Shuya came over, grabbed Guan Zhong and Zhaohu, sighed and said, "Second son... Bitter, I saved both of your lives!"