Su Gongzi Training Husband's Blood and Sweat History

"Despicable!" Bai Wuxia trembled all over, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Jiang Chongqin, who received a thousand knives! What's his idea this time?!"

The corners of the high and upturned mouth slowly recovered, leaving only a shallow arc, and Su Guanyan's voice softened seven points: "Mr. Baiyu..."

As soon as the four words were uttered, Bai Wuxia interrupted abruptly, with a more explosive tone in her tone: "I said that Mr. Baiyu died a long time ago!"

Unexpectedly, he would be furious. Su Guanyan was stunned, her brows drooped, and she smiled flatteringly: "Master Bai, it is Su Guanyan who came to ask you for advice this time, and it has nothing to do with Jiang Chongqin."

Bai Wuxia snorted coldly, her loose skin was squeezed on her cheekbones, and her whole face was indescribably weird: "Ask me? A joke! Mr. Jiang and Mr. Su are all extremely smart! What else do you need?" Please teach me such a servant with 'poor acting skills' and 'vicious mind'!"

"It's up to you!" Seeing that Bai Wuxia was about to get up, Su Guanyan grabbed his robe sleeves tightly, knelt down in front of the man, and hurriedly said, "Master Bai, Guanyan doesn't want to die in Xiyuan , I...I think...see you again...my lord...if I can be favored in the future, I will respect you like my own father!"

The wrinkles on Bai Wuxia's face stretched slightly, and her voice also rose, as if laughing: "This old slave has a good memory! I seem to remember who threatened me with a dagger just now! How come Mr. Su will treat me as a fool when he turns around?" Serving my own father? My acting skills are clumsy, and your tricks are not much better! One slap and one candy? You underestimate me! Besides, I am only thirty this year, and I don’t have the ability to raise a child as big as you son!"

thirty!How come you are only 30 years old!Obviously wrinkled face, half head of white hair, looks in his sixties!Su Guanyan raised her head and looked at Bai Wuxia in shock: "You..."

Uneasy being watched, Bai Wuxia intentionally turned his face, and said in a low voice: "Don't believe me! I was sent to the palace as a servant boy at the age of 17, and I accompanied the former emperor Tongzheng for ten years, and now Zhengying for three years. I'm not 30 years old! If it wasn't for their medication, how could I be what I am now!"

"Who are they?" Su Guanyan asked instinctively.

"I told you, can you take care of it?" Bai Wuxia stood up with a "huh", pointed to a large pond not far away, and said, "Where should you go back while it's still early, maybe you can go back from Xiyuan Fish two fish from the lotus pond in the north chamber and go back to improve the food!"

Going around and going back, it was already past lunch time, and as soon as Su Guanyan entered the yard, he saw the food box in front of the door.Unable to wait to enter the house, the hungry people opened the lid and served vegetables, tofu and steamed buns for three consecutive days.

"Even if it's Xiyuan, this is too much to deal with!" Mr. Su sighed in his heart, biting the steamed bun in one hand and the food box in the other, pushing open the door with his toes.

In the room that should have been empty, there were now more people, and the teacup on the table was still steaming.Su Guanyan swallowed the steamed buns in two gulps, and said angrily, "Mr. Jiang is so rude to others! You can come and leave whenever you want here in Guanyan!"

"What did he say?" Jiang Chongqin avoided the anger of the visitor, and went straight to the point.

Putting the food box heavily on the table, Su Guanyan pulled the stool over and sat down, pinching her sore leg, and raised the corner of her mouth: "He asked Mr. Jiang to go fishing in the lotus pond in the north chamber, and he just opened the meat, so that the cabbage would not be eaten for too long. Monk."

"Fishing in the lotus pond?" Jiang Chongqin glanced at the speaker, first frowned, and then stretched out: "Sure enough, he is the best at this kind of thing! Mr. Su may not know that the lotus pond in the north chamber of Xiyuan is facing Sanqiu when he first came to the palace. The corridor, and this corridor is the only way for the prince to go to the study..."

"What about fishing?" Su Guanyan stopped her hands, with a serious look on her face: "I've seen the red brocade grown in the lotus pond, and it's the best variety! Fishing is not afraid of self-defeating, and it will hit his bad luck!"

"He doesn't care about those few fish." Jiang Chongqin raised his almond eyes and said with a smile: "Prince Chu likes vicious dogs that can eat people! Besides, Hong Jin was sent to foster care by Ling Huaimo, and he wished to die soon Only when the light is on is the eyes clean!"

"Linghuaimo?" Su Guanyan gasped, it was him!The bloodless face in memory and his lifeless white clothes weighed on his heart like a stone.

The person who was focused on explaining ignored the change in Su Guanyan's expression, and continued on with all his heart: "Although Ling Huaimo is King Qi's confidant, he rarely shows up. You don't know that he is normal. This person is scheming and vicious. It is the worry of the emperor and the prince. He dared to raise the fish in the lotus pond of Prince Chu’s mansion openly, which is to show off the power of King Qi to the world. In this regard, the prince of Chu can only hold back his breath because of his brother’s affection. You go fishing , just venting anger for the prince! How could the prince blame him!"

"Fishing, fishing, I went to the Red Brocade Liuqing Pond, once the red clouds cleared and the blue sky remained, the world changed." Su Guanyan nodded: "If we pursue it in the future, I can barely make up a pleasing reason."

After tossing until the evening, Su Guanyan looked at the decent fishing rod in his hand and sighed. The cabbage and tofu in the daily life were so bland that he couldn't even get a little bit of meat for the bait!When I think of catching that slippery loach, I feel that my hands are sticky.I am very unwilling to do so, but I still have to do what needs to be done.

Putting the wooden basin on the wetland by the pond, Su Guanyan looked up at the sky that had mostly darkened.In the very poetic picture of Qinghe beauty, what the beauty thinks has nothing to do with poetry.No one should come to this remote place. It’s just such an eye-catching clothes that can’t be ruined. After undressing until only a pair of baggy trousers are left, Mr. Su nodded in satisfaction and stepped on the ground with his bare feet. in a circle.

I wanted to go out for a walk after dinner to digest food, but I didn't expect to encounter such a beautiful scenery.Han Xinchen looked at the man on the other side of the lotus pond with pouting buttocks and concentrating on touching earthworms, and couldn't help but burst into laughter for a moment.On weekdays, I see a lot of Linglang and beautiful jade, but Murano stubborn stone is more interesting, eyebrows and eyes are raised, and I am in a really good mood: "It's interesting, I want to see what tricks this little fox is going to play!"

"Knock knock!"

After a few soft sounds, Han Xinchen raised his head and glanced at Anping: "What's the matter?"

"Return to the prince's words." Director An sucked his stomach, and pressed his bloated body against King Chu's chair: "Someone in Xiyuan reported that Su Guanyan and Mr. Su were fishing in the lotus pond."

"It turned out to be loaches for fishing!" Han Xinchen raised his eyebrows, closed the memorial in his hand, and clicked his lips: "This kind of thing should be reported to the king? It's just a few fish. If he is bored, let him go!"

"But he only fishes for red brocade." An Ping lowered his hands and explained softly, "After all, it's Master Ling's fish. This slave thinks it's better to tell the prince."

"Linghuaimo's red brocade?" Han Xinchen frowned, knocked on the table with one hand, thought for a while, and then pushed away the chair: "Since it is Master Ling's fish, I will take care of it."

It was nearly May, the sun was shining just right, and the tender green wicker swayed in the wind. The man under the tree rolled up his trouser legs, lazily supported the fishing rod, and stared at the floats in the water with his eyes motionless. Chong is more like an ordinary farmer in the countryside.

The butler, Anping, approached Han Xinchen cautiously, and pointed to the willow embankment opposite the lotus pond: "Mr. Su has been fishing here for several days."

"He dares to catch Master Ling's fish." Han Xinchen deliberately raised his voice, and the previous gloom was swept away, and he smiled half exaggeratedly: "Anping, you didn't tell us Mr. Su that you offended the future 'court official' 'But you will suffer! If Ling Huaimo is a preschooler who 'accidentally' likes to skin people alive, it would be a pity to have a good appearance."

"The slave said it," Anping hunched over and replied in a low voice: "But Mr. Su said that he wants to drink fish soup! The stew in the kitchen is not delicious enough, only the best ingredients can make the best taste. "

"Papa papa", Han Xinchen clapped his palms and laughed, his long and narrow eyes firmly fixed on the person opposite him: "Well said! The soup stewed by Lord Ling's red brocade is naturally first-class! Today, this king will Go to Xiyuan and taste it for yourself...he! It's best not to disappoint me!"

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