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Overnight.At dawn, Sijin returned to Taihe Temple.

Entering from the north gate, I just ran into Si Zhan who was sweeping.Seeing him, Si Zhan hurriedly put down the sweeping tool, grabbed him and interrogated him: "I didn't see you all night last night, where did you go to play? Why didn't you take me with you?"

Si Zhan is smaller than Si Jin, and more playful.I thought he went to play alone after finishing with the city lord last night, so I went out to look for it a few times.

Sijin, who grew up overnight, could only smile and said nothing.

"Don't forget to bring me with you next time." Si Zhan tugged at his sleeve, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Dian Zuo came to you before, and said that after thinking about it, you will be solely responsible for the city lord's food in the future."

"Dianzuo asked me to be in charge of the peacock... the city lord's diet?" Sijin was stunned, "But I don't know how to cook at all!"

"I told Dian Zuo the same way, but he told me that it was the city lord's own idea. The host had no choice but to notify Dian Zuo. Dian Zuo couldn't find you, so he had to ask me to convey it. I almost forgot. " Si Zhan said.

Why does this peacock have so many tricks?Sijin frowned.

But since she has agreed to marry him in the future, Sijin can only let him go.Who is to say that it is his own fault first.

With something on her mind, Sijin went to Dianzuo to have a hasty bowl of porridge.During the period, Dian Zuo also mentioned this matter to him, and said that if there is anything he doesn't understand, just ask.

Sijin thanked her, and was going to borrow a few cookbooks from Senior Brother Lingmu after finishing the porridge, read some recipes, and hug Buddhism to deal with it, but unexpectedly, when the porridge was half drunk, a hand stretched out from the top of his head and poured out half of his bowl. The porridge was snatched away.

When Sijin turned around, Lingqu had already eaten half a bowl of porridge, and was wiping the corners of his mouth with his cuff, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Lord City Lord..."

Dian Zuo is an honest monk, not very expressive.When he saw the city lord snatching Xiao Sijin's porridge, he thought the city lord was implying that he had neglected his duty.Immediately filled a large bowl of porridge and handed it over respectfully.

Ling Qu didn't pick it up, just looked at Sijin quietly, and said meaningfully: "It's still the incense in other people's bowls."

Sijin pretended not to hear him.He took the porridge from Dian Zuo for him, and said with a smile: "Thank you Dian Zuo, I just haven't had enough yet."

After all, if he had perilla cakes, he could drink three bowls of rice porridge.

Seeing that the city lord didn't intend to embarrass him, Dian Zuo relaxed a little, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and went about his own business.

As soon as Dian Zuo left, Ling Qu pulled out a chair and sat leisurely beside Si Jin: "Coincidentally, I only drank half a bowl of porridge, and I'm not full yet."

As if knowing what he was going to say, Sijin only took a spoonful to drink, and handed the rest to him: "Okay, drink it."

alright?What's up?Ling Qu didn't understand.

Seeing through his thoughts, Sijin explained: "Didn't you say you like to drink from other people's bowls? I took a sip and left the rest to you."

Ling Qu took the porridge and smiled.

While drinking the porridge, he couldn't help thinking: This little monk can really...be cute in some weird places.

After breakfast, Sijin went to the Zhixin Hall to review the scriptures as usual. It happened that Brother Lingmu was on duty today, thinking of borrowing the recipes. After Sijin finished reviewing the scriptures, she went to see Senior Brother Lingmu.

Inside the library, Ling Mu was busy arranging the scriptures while standing on the ladder on tiptoe.In order not to disturb him, Sijin quietly waited aside.

The bookshelves have been in disrepair for a long time, and the first shelf is crumbling.

"Be careful!" Sijin yelled, and jumped onto the bookshelf, and when she landed again, there were two more books in her hand.

Ling Mu was taken aback, turned around and found that it was Sijin, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, otherwise this book hit my head, I guess I would have to see the old man Buddha."

He has never practiced martial arts, so his senses and reactions are not as sensitive as monks who practice martial arts like Si Jin, and he is easily injured on weekdays, and it is normal for him to be hit by a book.

Sijin patted the dust on the scripture book and handed the book to him.

"What do you want from me? But is there something you don't understand in the Heart Lotus Sutra?" Ling Mu asked.Xiao Sijin seldom asks these questions on her own initiative.

"Hmm...I want to ask Brother Lingmu to borrow some cookbooks." Sijin said.He knew that the entire library was not full of scriptures, and he had vaguely seen a few cookbooks when he was young.

"Recipe?" Ling Mu was stunned, "What do you suddenly borrow the recipe for? You think the food made by Dianzao is not good, and you want to start a small stove?"

How did this make Sijin open her mouth?

When eating the porridge just now, Sijin questioned Lingqu why he must be in charge of eating. As a poison cultivator, is he still worried that someone will poison his food?

Ling Qu smiled slightly, and the reason was quite fresh and refined: "I eat seafood and mountain delicacies all day long in the city lord's mansion, and I'm tired of eating, so I want to change the taste, and eat with a pure heart and less desires."

His reason not only blocked Sijin's mouth of rejection, but also increased the difficulty invisibly - eating must be ingenious.

If it weren't for the Taihe Temple's ban on martial arts, Sijin would have wished to put the pickle jar that Dianzuo had placed in the yard a few days ago on the peacock's head with his backhand.

"It's for the city lord to cook." Seeing that Sijin didn't answer for a while, Lingmu remembered, "I seem to have heard Ling Song say that there is such a thing."

Sijin could only nod.

Ling Mu went to look for him, and after a while, he found all the few cookbooks left in the library and gave them to him.

"These recipes are all vegetarian recipes, with different levels of difficulty. You can judge by yourself and do what you can," Ling Mu said.

Si Jin, who took the recipe, flipped through it, and suddenly one head and two big.

He really... knows nothing.

In his spare time, he also helped Dian Zuo, but it was limited to peeling, washing vegetables and cooking fires, Dian Zuo would not let him handle the cooking.

With these few cookbooks, can you really make a decent meal?

With such a mood, he walked out of the library, and was bumped into the arms just as he stepped into the west courtyard.

Si Zhan was still bluffing, running around like a hedgehog with hands and feet.

Sijin asked, "What's the rush?"

"A big deal! A big deal!" Si Zhan was almost choked by his own saliva, and after several times he calmed down, he faintly breathed out, "Princess Da Da Da Da Da came to the Taihe Temple to ask the city lord to propose marriage!"

"The princess is asking the city lord to propose marriage? Where is this?" Sijin really couldn't figure it out.

He knew that the descendants of King Xijue were few and far between, and the only ones who had any reputation were the two princesses Shuqi and Yaoqi.The second princess is very straightforward, she has been to Taihe Temple, and Sijin has met several times; but this eldest princess usually does not leave the gate, and Sijin has never met.

"It's absolutely true! The marriage proposal has already been delivered to the gate of the Taihe Temple, and now the city lord himself just nodded and agreed. I didn't expect that our Taihe Temple could witness a shocking marriage!" Si Zhan chattered endlessly.

Sijin suddenly thought of something and was startled: If the eldest princess married the peacock, she would definitely find out that the peacock was actually a woman, so would the peacock still survive?

Thinking this way, he asked Si Zhan: "Doesn't the princess know that the city lord already has a wife? Why..."

Moths to the flame.He wanted to say this word, but after careful consideration it was not appropriate, so he took it back.

"It is said that the princess met the city lord in private, and the two talked about marriage, but they just let it go without speculation. I don't know why the princess suddenly changed her mind now, which is very strange." Si Zhan said.

"Oh, by the way, the host also asked us to find the city lord quickly. He left the Taihe Temple in the morning and never came back. Hey, what are you talking about?" Si Zhan said discouragedly.

He suddenly asked: "Sijin, tell me, will the city lord really marry the princess?"

Sijin pursed her lips and said, "I don't know."

"I took a peek through the crack of the door. The princess is really pretty, even more beautiful than the crabapple flowers in our west courtyard. How could the city lord refuse such a beautiful person?"

"But if the city lord marries the princess, Mrs. Shao must be sad. Her illness has just improved, and she needs the care of the city lord. How can she be happy when she is separated from the city lord's love? "

Si Zhan talked a lot, but Si Jin didn't listen to a word. He only knew one thing, that is:

In any case, the princess cannot be allowed to marry a peacock.

"I heard that Master Wuma lives in this room." Suddenly a female voice came, stopping Si Zhan's words.

As if being electrocuted, Si Zhan suddenly jumped up, pulled Si Jin and saluted together: "I have seen the eldest princess."

This is the eldest princess?When Sijin bent over, she stared at the skirt of her skirt.

The base is white, and the outside is covered with a layer of light pink, like the stalks in the soft mist.

If this outfit is worn on a peacock, it may not look bad.

Si Jin was really taken aback by her own thoughts.Since when did I have such excessive thoughts?

Shuqi's trip was inspired by others, and she is bound to win.The person who instructed her told her that if she killed her first and made things worse, Wuma would really not marry her because of the face of King Xijue.When the time came when King Xijue questioned her, even if she gave an absurd reason for their love for each other, Wumazhen could only see through it.

Compared with a distant marriage, a nominal marriage is still a lot more cost-effective.

Thinking this way, she turned around and said, "I heard that the city lord has been living in the temple these days, so you know something about his daily preferences. You might as well tell me what he likes to eat and do on weekdays. I'm very happy." There are numbers."

Si Zhan quickly waved his hand: "I'm just a monk who sweeps the water. If I don't see the city lord on weekdays, I don't know anything."

So Shuqi looked at Sijin, who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end, and waited for his answer.

Before Sijin could open her mouth, an unusually strong fragrance of flowers rushed over her face.Except for Sijin, no one present knew where this inexplicable fragrance of flowers came from.

Stepping on the strong scent of flowers, Ling Qu gently shook his fan, shook the glass bottle in his hand and said:

"Princess, is she asking about my preferences? I'm not talented, and I'm used to being arty, and I like to eat monks."

"He's just like him." Lingqu took a sip of wine, pointed at Sijin, "I like eating the most."

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