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In the eyes of others, the son of a dignified prince who has become a cook may not be as heroic as directly hitting him to death.

However, Young Master Jiu accepted it. Many ministers and soldiers of the Qi army saw it with their own eyes, and they couldn't help discussing it. They didn't dare to discuss it in front of Qihou, but in private, it has become a topic of conversation after dinner. Talk about laughing at this young man.

It is unheard of that the young master can cook, not only can cook, but also serve as the caterer of the younger brother. While laughing at the young master Jiu, they also admire Qi Hou, Qi Hou is really good, two or three words, unexpectedly How can it be clear that "happy" has given such color to the person who competes with him.

Just when everyone despised Young Master Jiu, they didn't know, Wu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief silently, he didn't have any foundation in his heart, but now he saved his life from the long river of history.

No, not one, there is Zhao Hu's life, if the young master dies, Zhao Hu will also commit suicide, this is two lives, and Master Guan is not worried, after all, Duke Huan of Qi's majesty and strategy, Half of them came from Guan Yiwu.

When others are laughing at Wu Jiao, Wu Jiao is already very satisfied. After all, he has already seen through all kinds of things in this world. Even if he is rich, even if he has power, even if he has status, so what? Father, a tube of injection ended his life.

As for the Marquis of Qi, who is above ten thousand people, others don't know what will happen to Duke Huan of Qi, but Wu Jiu knows that even though Duke Huan of Qi is majestic and mighty, even the emperor of Zhou will look at his face and listen to his actions. In his later years, he was imprisoned in the palace by a few cooks and eunuchs, starved and cold, and his body was not restrained after his death. Several sons fought for the position of marquis, even ignoring his father's body. Stinky bugs crawled out.

Wu Jiu sneered in his heart, human nature is so pathetic, if he said that, he and Marquis Qi still have some sympathy for each other.

The Qi army conquered Lu and won a complete victory. Qi Hou did not kill Prince Jiu, but brought him back to the palace and served him as a cook. The rest Guan Yiwu and Zhaohu did not treat each other as criminals. In comparison, his status is much higher than that of Young Master Jiu.

The Qi army marched out and was going back to Linzi, the capital city. Ever since seeing Marquis Qi that day, Wu Jiu had never seen Marquis Qi during the days when the army was marching out, and he happened to not want to see Marquis Qi either.

After all, the majesty of Marquis Qi is there. To be honest, when Wu Jiao saw Marquis Qi, he had no foundation in his heart. Marquis Qi seemed to have a natural demeanor of a king. Just standing here is superior to others. I couldn't understand these things in books, but when I really saw him, I suddenly understood them.

Marquis Qi didn't throw Wu Jiu directly into the army's kitchen, it was regarded as a courtesy. At this time, the Qi army entered the surrounding town and was greeted solemnly by the local officials. Please be like Xingyuan, the little boy Qing is busy helping Wu Jiu pack his things , spread out Wu Jiu's couch, it was getting late, it was time to prepare for bed.

While busy, Ziqing complained softly: "Is this the way they treat you? This small couch is broken and rotten. It would be better to just sleep on the floor. Could it be that this room was remodeled from a firewood house? It's so humble that I really wronged you." !"

Wu Jiu sat on the side, looking at the moonlight outside the broken window, it is summer now, when it gets dark, you can smell the cries of insects outside, the sky is clear and deep black, the sky is full of stars, even the moonlight is eclipsed.

Wu Jiu had never seen such a beautiful sea of ​​stars, and he couldn't see it before, but after arriving here, he was too busy trying to make ends meet, so he didn't have time to appreciate this piece of night.

Wu Jiu had finished washing himself, took off his hair crown, and was about to go to bed. Looking at the night outside the window, he suddenly couldn't fall asleep. Amidst Ziqing's constant complaints, he pushed open the broken wooden door with a "squeak" and walked out. out.

Ziqing was startled, and quickly called out, "Master!"

He yelled, grabbed the cloak next to him, and quickly chased him out. He saw Young Master standing in the middle of the courtyard, looking up at the sky. The courtyard is ugly and cramped, without much space, but Wu Jiu had a look of joy on his face. expression, looking at the sky with an almost obsessed gaze.

Ziqing raised his head, looked at it, scratched his hair in confusion, looked again, scratched his hair again, and finally put the cloak on the young master's shoulders, and helped him tidy up Scattered, and said strangely: "My lord, what are you looking at? My lord has just recovered from a serious illness, and the summer wind can't blow at all. Come back soon!"

Wu Jiu waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's not made of porcelain either."

Ziqing looked confused and said, "My lord, what is porcelain?"

Wu Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing. Only then did he realize that there was no such thing as porcelain in this era. This metaphor is not appropriate, so he changed his words and said, "It's not made of pottery."

Ziqing said: "Young Master Wancheng's body, how can it be compared to clay."

Wu Jiu smiled wryly in his heart, Young Master Jiu was not the body of Wan Cheng long ago, and he is not now either, Wu Jiu saved his life, and he doesn't want to get involved in those intrigues, if Qi Hou can really let him go, he will be honest Cooking in the dining room, anyway, Wu Jiao knew many more recipes than in this era, all of them were tricks, and he was not afraid that Marquis Qi would kill him if he got tired of eating.

Wu Jiao thought about it, and Ziqing said with a tangled and wronged expression on his face, "My lord, are you wronged?"

Wu Jiu turned to look at Ziqing and said, "Why do you say that?"

Ziqing said: "Young master is a man of gold, and Marquis Qi actually asked him to be a cook. It is obvious that he is embarrassing you! You don't know, young master. Others say what you say about young master. Although they don't tell you clearly, it is because Right now the situation is unclear, I don’t know if Marquis Qi really let the young master go to the dining room, if the young master really enters the dining room, those people’s faces will be even more ugly, I’m afraid they will point at the young master’s nose and say nonsense.”

Hearing his indignant words, Wu Jiao just smiled and shook his head, but just under this inadvertent glance, Wu Jiao actually saw a black shadow hidden among the lush trees in the courtyard.

This black figure was tall and tall, and Wu Jiao was in a cold sweat when he saw it, it was Qihou!

Qihou stood silently behind the bushes, he remained calm, obviously listening to them, Wu Jiu's heart jumped twice, Ziqing just thought no one heard, so he opened his mouth, and after a while Wan Cheng The body of a man, the body of a thousand gold in a while, these words are probably taboo in Qihou's ears.

Seeing that Marquis Qi remained calm and himself remained calm, Wu Jiu turned his head and said to Ziqing, "Ziqing, don't say that again, and you will be punished if you say it again!"

Ziqing was startled, and said, "My lord..."

Wu Jiu said again: "Your Majesty's gift, I am very content with keeping me in the dining room. I am a person with no ambitions, and I just like cooking meals. Ziqing, you can see that I am better than those cooks." Much more."

Ziqing still wanted to talk, but Wu Jiao raised his hand to stop him, and suddenly showed some playful smiles, saying: "If there is any dissatisfaction, it may be fine wine and beauties. When you enter the dining room, you don't have to worry about not having fine wine. , and I know how to make wine myself, so I am only a few beautiful girls away, if surrounded by beauties, being a caterer is also a beautiful thing in the world."

Wu Jiu has a handsome appearance, a gentle face, a thin figure, a white shirt, a white cloak over his shoulders, and black hair falling down, which sets off his extraordinary appearance and elegant temperament.However, his demeanor and tone of voice were like a dandy, with a look of dreaming about beauties.

Ziqing was stunned when he heard that, but it is true, the young master loves beauties, I am afraid there is no one in the world who does not love color, when the young master was in Lu State, Duke Lu gave him many beauties.

Ziqing didn't know that his young master had changed his "core", and thought that the young master was telling the truth. After all, Wu Jiu's expression and demeanor were in place, revealing the corrupt temperament of a nobleman.

After Wu Jiu finished speaking, he talked to Ziqing about beauties, and commented on what kind of beauties he likes. Ziqing blushed when he heard that, after all, he was still young, so he quickly said, "Master, let's go to bed, it's getting late .”

Wu Jiu nodded, walked into the room casually, stretched his waist and said, "I'm afraid I can only meet the beauty in my dreams."

Ziqing was quite embarrassed to hear that the young master was still talking about the beauty, and quickly closed the door, stepped forward to untie the cloak for the young master, his hand just touched the young master's shoulder, "Pa!", and the young master grabbed it Although his pulse door is not strong, he has a lot of momentum when he grasps it.

Ziqing was so frightened that he almost yelled, but Wu Jiu immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, and let out a low "shh--", Ziqing's eyeballs rolled wildly, and he said softly, "What...what's wrong, young master?"

The dandy look on Wu Jiu's face suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his voice and said, "Ziqing, from now on you have to be careful when you speak, you must never say what you said just now!"

Ziqing asked strangely, "Your...Young Master?"

Wu Jiu sighed and said, "You didn't know just now that Marquis Qi is in the courtyard?"

Ziqing screamed "Ah!", and with a "Gudong", he actually knelt on the ground, trembling with fright, and said: "Young master...don't scare me, young master..."

Wu Jiu sighed and said, "What did I scare you to do? Just now Marquis Qi was here, and he heard all your words. Listen, we are now prisoners. If Marquis Qi doesn't kill me, he doesn't really want to kill me." I will cook for him, there are more than 2000 people in the dining room of the Qi Palace, cooks, chefs, tycoons, etc., can I cook for him?"

Ziqing opened her eyes wide and nodded, dumbfounded.

Wu Jiu said again: "Marquis Qi dragged my life away. Killing him early was criticized by others. Naturally, he had to kill him later. Your life is not good. With a master like me, you must be cautious in everything in the future and consider every step of the way."

Ziqing nodded vigorously, his head was dizzy from nodding, he was so frightened that he was about to cry, and said: "My lord, I don't dare anymore, I will listen to you, woo woo..."

Wu Jiu waved his hands helplessly, and said, "Don't cry, Qihou didn't make trouble just now, so it should be fine."

Qihou had just arrived at Wujiao's courtyard. After a few days of marching, Qihou should have fallen asleep, but suddenly remembered that he had a "tiger" whose teeth had been pulled out, and felt a little uneasy.

In his previous life, Young Master Jiu was not a threat, so Qihou spared his life, but if he really stayed, Qihou always felt like a thorn in his heart. Although the thorn was not very sharp, he was always stabbed for no reason, and it was inevitable. Very happy.

Qihou didn't disturb anyone, he walked out by himself and came to Wu Jiu's courtyard, he heard voices in the house, he didn't go in, he just hid behind the trees in the courtyard.

At this moment, with a "squeak", a young man in a white robe came out from inside. His face was haggard and pale, but he was even more handsome and extraordinary. There was a clear smile like a child on his face, looking at the ordinary and innocent people. The strange night sky, I don't know what I'm laughing at.

Qihou was startled when he saw his smile. He didn't know how many years he had never seen such a smile. When he was young, he was a helpless young man who was bullied by others. No one gave him a smile. At that time, even Master Shuya sighed, always frowning, and when he succeeded to the throne, he could be regarded as seeing smiling faces, but each of them was swaying, and there was no smile like Wu Jiao, who let go of any barriers and guards.

Qihou frowned, he has been reduced to a prisoner, his appearance is only a pair of prison carts, how can he still laugh?

Qihou stood calmly in the dark, and soon Xiaotong came out, the two of them had a conversation, Qihou listened silently, until finally Wu Jiao took Xiaotong back, still thinking about the beauty .

Seeing that the door was closed, Qihou finally moved his body, turned around and walked back, and glanced sideways at the closed door, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Beauty?"