After the salted fish is married

3. Hide the map

As a child born in the countryside, Yan Xining understands the importance of the roof very well, and he also understands the difficulty of repairing the roof.He is just an ordinary person, he climbs the ladder with trepidation, how can he repair the grassy and damaged roof?

What he asked Yan Ke and the others to do was to repair the roof. Although Yan Ke and the others were not professional bricklayers, they were much better than doing it by themselves.

The guards were extremely reluctant, but the commander had already spoken, so they could only clean up the weeds on the roof with ashen faces.

Yan Xining also wanted to help, but as soon as he got close to the ladder, Yan Ke would look over him warily.It seems that as long as Yan Ke is around, it is impossible for him to use the ladder.

Yan Xining thinks that Yan Ke really thinks too much, among other things, can he climb over walls and tiles with his small body?Even if he can escape, where can he go?

It’s better to stay in the cold palace, food and housing are managed here, there is no 996, no need to rush KPI, and there are no annoying leaders and interpersonal relationships that cause him headaches.Even if someone invites him out, he won't leave, okay? !

The speed of the guards was astonishing, and the roof was almost cleaned up in a short while.They removed the relatively good tiles from the top of the dilapidated corridor outside the courtyard and repaired the holes in the roof. Although the roof still might leak, it looked pretty good at first glance.

Yan Xining hurriedly thanked the guards: "Thank you, brother guard, for your help! Thank you, thank you!"

The guards looked at each other, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Yan Ke saw Yan Xining's little trick at a glance, he didn't think he could take the opportunity to build a good relationship with his subordinates, did he?How naive.

Yan Ke, who was standing on the roof, looked at the trunk of the camphor tree hanging over his head, and said unhurriedly, "This tree doesn't grow right."

Yan Xining nodded in agreement: "Yeah, half of it is dead, it needs to be pruned to make it grow again."

In the community where Yan Xining rented a house, there were a lot of camphor trees. The first time he saw the luxuriant camphor tree being pruned into a bare trunk, he was shocked.Later I learned that camphor trees are not afraid of pruning. The harder the pruning, the more new branches will grow.

The camphor tree in Wenzhang Garden is quite old. It is located in the northeast corner of the yard and is more than 30 meters high.Even if half of them are dead, the remaining branches cover most of the yard, which seems to block out the sun at first glance.

Yan Xining has already made a plan, and after he tidies up the yard, he will start to repair its redundant branches, so as to gain more sunshine and rain for his future vegetable garden.

But this tree is so big, when it is officially pruned, it is a big project.

Just after Yan Xining finished speaking, Yan Ke suddenly moved.

Hearing the sound of iron rubbing against each other, a crescent-shaped light flashed in front of Yan Xining's eyes.A gust of cold wind brushed against Yan Xining's neck, and at that moment the hairs all over his body stood on end.

'click--'

After a loud noise, the thickest branch of the camphor tree that extended to the outside of the courtyard broke, and the huge branch crashed down, hitting the east and north courtyard walls heavily.

Yan Xining:! ! !

Seeing Yan Ke's playful eyes with warning eyes, he realized what the crescent-shaped cold light was just now, it was... knife light!Yan Ke chopped off a camphor tree branch that was thicker than a bucket!

Afraid that Yan Xining could not see clearly enough, Yan Ke deliberately slowed down the movement of retracting the knife: "It is too close to the courtyard wall, and it doesn't look right."

She almost pointed at Yan Xining's nose and told him: Be calm and don't think about running away.His knife can cut such a thick branch, let alone Yan Xining's thin neck!

How could Yan Xining not know what Yan Ke meant, he nodded amusedly: "I also think it's crooked."

After a pause, Yan Xining's eyes lit up suddenly: "Guard Yan, could you please help me repair the camphor tree? I think it blocks the sun, so I'm planning to repair it. See if you can repair all of its trunk. It's best to repair it. Bare pole!"

Yan Ke:? ? ?There seems to be something wrong with this expansion.

Yan Xining looked at Yan Ke expectantly: "Can you use that trick again?"

Although that move was used by Yan Ke to threaten him, he still felt that this move was really - amazing!

Which man does not have a martial arts dream!Regardless of Yan Ke's identity, Yan Xining thinks that he is the type of person she especially admires: loyal, powerful, and reliable!For a moment, Yan Xining felt that Yan Ke's whole body was covered with halos.

Seeing Yan Xining's eyes, Yan Ke nodded for some reason.After ordering, I immediately regretted it. Why did he agree?So...the guards had another physical task.

When the sun was setting, the camphor trees in Wenzhangyuan were bald, and the pruned branches were piled up on the ground and hung on the wall.The guards were ashamed, they couldn't figure it out, they came here to frighten Yan Xining and make him behave, why did they end up doing farm work all afternoon?

When Yan Ke left, he didn't even want to say anything. He thought that he would not come to Wenzhang Garden in the near future.The big tree was chopped down to a bare pole by him, and a leg was broken by him kicking the ladder. Even if Yan Xining wanted to run, he couldn't!

The only happy person in the entire yard was Yan Xining, and the guards solved his two major problems once they made a move.

Bai Tao looked at Zhu Zhu with a happy smile and felt a headache: "Young master, you are still laughing, look at the tree trunks here, when will this be sorted out!"

Yan Xining patted Bai Tao's shoulder earnestly: "Don't worry, clean up slowly."

Tree trunks on the ground are good material for a fire!Starting tomorrow, he will saw them one by one into half-meter-long firewood to dry. In the near future, they will be able to exert their light and heat in the hearth.

Night fell quickly, and oil lamps were lit in the house.The oil lamp was only the size of a palm, and looked like a small bowl on a pole with a handle.I don't know what kind of oil the grease in the lamp is. When it burns, black smoke rises straight up, and the smell is not pleasant.

Looking at the yellowing lights, Yan Xining finally had the first point of discomfort after crossing.He began to miss the modern big light bulbs. With just a flick of a switch, the home can be brightly lit and every corner can be seen clearly.

Unlike now, an oil lamp can only illuminate a two or three meter radius.After leaving the range of the light source of the oil lamp, he could only judge the surrounding objects by the blurred outline.He understood why the ancient people went to bed so early, and there was nothing for those in the dark to do except sleep.

His room is on the east side, and Bai Tao's room is on the west side.After dinner, the two returned to their rooms to rest.

Said to be a room, the furniture inside is pitifully simple.As soon as you enter the door, you can see a bed board resting on the bricks.It's not that he wants to wrong himself, this bed board is already the best bed board in the whole Wenzhang Garden.

When he lay down, he heard the crackling sound of his bones. He hadn't slept on such a hard bed for many years.Looking up at the pitch-black roof, listening to the strong wind blowing outside, he let out a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

He hasn't slept very well since working.As long as he fell asleep, he would start dreaming, and the bizarre dreams made him puzzled and let his spirit become listless.

Who can bear to close your eyes and fight monsters or be beaten in your mind? !He took a lot of medicine for this, but the effect was not very good.

He changed to a new place today. According to his experience, if he doesn't have three or four dreams tonight, he will be sorry for the hard bed under him.

Come on, he's ready.

Early the next morning, the sound of birdsong outside the house woke him up from his sleep.Yan Xining opened his eyes suddenly, he felt full of energy, and he didn't have the slightest sense of burnout after a night of nightmares.

It felt like every morning in his hometown when he was young, sober and relaxed.For a moment he was in a trance, he hadn't been this comfortable for a long time.

When he was squinting on the bed, Bai Tao's exclamation came from outside the window: "Master! Come and see! The east wall is down!"

Yan Xining walked out the door with his slippers on. As soon as he went out, he saw that more than half of the east wall had collapsed.No wonder Bai Tao yelled and yelled, the two of them didn't respond when such a big wall collapsed.

There is a small stone bridge two meters wide and six meters long outside the courtyard wall. There is a gurgling water under the stone bridge, and there is a forest on the opposite side.

Yan Xining frowned, and for a moment he wondered if he had traveled to a certain game, he didn't do anything, how did he trigger a new map?

But... who would despise their land?

Bai Tao subconsciously looked at Yan Xining: "Master, what should we do now?"

Yan Xining smiled: "Eat breakfast first, then clean up the yard." So what if the hidden map is opened?Things have to be done in the same way!

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Butler Leng walked quickly on the corridor, his arms swung wildly, and the smile on his face was weaker than usual.

At the end of the corridor, Ji Song is fully drawing the bowstring, and a feathered arrow is ready to go.Steward Leng walked slowly behind Ji Song and stood with his hands down. He had just stopped when he heard two sounds of different lengths coming from his ears.

'Buzz—' This is the continuous vibrating sound of the bowstring after it is exerted force.

'Du' This is the sound of a feathered arrow hitting the bull's-eye, penetrating the target and nailing it to the wall. This sound is solid and powerful, and everyone who sees this scene feels their scalps go numb.

Ji Song lowered the black longbow slowly, and the servant behind him immediately stepped forward to take the longbow with both hands.Ji Song slowly rubbed the scratches on his fingers: "What's the matter?"

The corner of Leng Butler's mouth curled into a straight line: "Master, the wall of Wenzhang Garden has collapsed."

Ji Song looked sideways: "How could the wall fall down?"

Butler Leng panicked and said: "Master, calm down. The camphor tree that Commander Yan cut down yesterday was hung on the wall. When there was a strong wind at night, the courtyard wall fell down. Master, do you want to erect the wall again?"

Ji Song looked at the center of the target: "No need."

Butler Leng breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."

Just as he was about to go down, Ji Song asked casually, "What did Yan Ke do cutting the camphor tree?"

Butler Leng's expression was complicated: "The princess asked Commander Yan to help prune the camphor tree. He said that he wanted to open up a vegetable field in the yard."

Ji Song raised his hand slightly, and Butler Leng immediately pushed the wheelchair and walked into the building.The wheelchair made a dull sound, and Steward Leng asked in a low voice, "Do you need your subordinates to persuade the princess?"

Ji Song said casually, "Let him go."

4. Tangerine Peel Bean Paste

Yan Xining was very busy in the next few days, he and Bai Tao were like little ants, tidying up their territory bit by bit.

The first thing to be cleared up were the camphor branches that fell on the ground and hung on the wall. They became bundles of firewood and piled up under the courtyard wall on the west side of the west ear room.The fresh camphor branches and leaves exude a strong fragrance, and snakes, insects, rats and ants dare not approach them when they smell it.

The scattered leaves and fruits were not wasted, Yan Xining swept them into a pile, and after drying, they could be used as firewood.It stands to reason that it should be spread out to dry, but he can't stand the fallen leaves all over the ground.

Then the weeds in the yard were cleaned up. Before the camphor tree branches were dry, they were an important source of firewood, and none of them should be wasted.Bundles of decayed grass bundles were piled up under the eaves of the west ear room, and even if it rained, they still had dry firewood.

After the yard was tidied up, the continuous spring rain began to fall.The rain like cow hair looks gentle, but staying in the rain for a while can make people's clothes soaked.

Seeing that it was raining heavily, Yan Xining put down the blue brick in her hand: "Let's go inside."

The blue bricks used to build the courtyard wall are all in good condition, and even if they fall down, there is not much damage.Yan Xining neatly piled up the scattered blue bricks along the open space on both sides of the small bridge, which might come in handy in the future.

It seems that there is no way to tidy up the collapsed courtyard wall today, but if you are working, you should relax.If you have been pursuing efficiency and speed... Well, he in his previous life is a lesson from the past.

Bai Tao smiled so much that he showed his white teeth: "Alright, young master, I'll listen to you!"

Yan Xining looked helplessly at Bai Tao, he had corrected Bai Tao's address to him countless times in the past few days.Watching a child call him master, he has a feeling of employing child labor.

Yan Xining sighed: "Why did you forget?"

Bai Tao laughed foolishly twice: "Hey...Brother Ning!"

The rainwater on the eaves formed strings of silvery-white beads that dripped down, and the bluestone in the yard was wet and exuded a damp earthy smell.Once the air is humid, even the green smoke from the chimney is stained with moisture, they hover lazily against the roof ridge, as if covering the roof with a light veil.

Yan Xining soaked the red beans last night, and the round red beans were rolling up and down in the boiling water.When Yan Xining lifted the lid of the pot, a puff of hot smoke came towards him with the unique smell of red beans.

In addition to the bean aroma, a fresh orange peel aroma is very obvious.Looking closely at the pot, there are some slender gray-brown tangerine peels mixed with swollen red beans.

Bai Tao wanted to grow roots on the stove, he asked urgently: "Master, are you ready to eat?! The beans are already soft!"

Yan Xining sighed: "Why did you forget again? You can't eat it now, you have to wait until the red beans are boiled and then add rock sugar."

After being busy for a while, he wanted something sweet.After rummaging through the things that Butler Leng sent, he was going to make tangerine peel bean paste to satisfy his cravings.

According to the standard practice, the red beans have to be boiled and washed to get the bean paste, so that the taste will be smooth and delicate.

However, the conditions are limited and the equipment is not enough, Yan Xining is going to be a little lazy: he is not going to wash off the bean shells of the red beans this time.Anyway, I eat it by myself, as long as I can pass it in my heart.

Bai Tao took a deep breath: "It's so fragrant~ It tastes really good after adding orange peel. Young master, no, brother Ning, how do you know that orange peel is edible? At first I thought it was the housekeeper who made a mess of it, and specially gave it to you. We send the broken stuff."

Yan Xining stirred the red beans at the bottom of the pot, and said vaguely: "It's said in the book."

Bai Tao was so impressed: "Brother Ning is really amazing. He knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom. He can do farm work and cook."

Yan Xining seriously suspected that the original owner's choice of Bai Tao to be his dowry must be due to his unconditional admiration for her.

As the red beans slowly burst open, the dark red soup gradually thickened.At this time, use a wooden spoon to gently scoop up and observe, and you will see the cracked red beans slightly opening their clothes in the ocher soup.There is a light layer of red bean paste hanging on the edge of the wooden spoon. If you simmer for a while, there will be more and more red bean paste in the soup.

At this time, rock sugar can be served, Yan Xining poured the rock sugar that had been prepared in the bowl into the pot.With the wooden spoon stirring carefully, the rock sugar makes a slight 'crackling' sound when heated.

The flame in the bathhouse licked the bottom of the pot unhurriedly, the tangerine peel and red bean paste in the pot gurgled, and a sweet smell spread out from the pot, filled the whole kitchen, and floated out of Wenzhang Garden.

When Steward Leng stepped into Wenzhang Garden again, he was stunned.Although his subordinates will tell him what the master Wenzhangyuan did in the past few days, he was still shocked when he saw the changed scenery of Lenggong.

In the hands of Yan Xining's master and servant, the remote Lenggong turned into a spacious farmyard!

Butler Leng swears to God, even if he brings two more servants to the Leng Palace, he will not be able to transform the Leng Palace into this in just a few days!Smelling the sweet smell of tangerine peel in the air, looking at the dense mist on the west ear room, Leng Butler felt in a trance.

Thinking of the purpose of coming to the cold palace, he made up his mind.It has been several days since the master got married, and the palace sent someone to see if Chongxi had any effect.

If only His Majesty sent someone here, things would be easy to handle.However, the queen mother also sent her confidant nanny, but that nanny is a smart person, so she can't be fooled easily.

If the master doesn't show up and Yan Xining refuses to cooperate... the Queen Mother and the Prince's line must be very happy to see this kind of scene, and it will inevitably add fuel to the flames.

However, on the day of the wedding, Yan Xining was thrown into the cold palace by her master.It is unlikely that he has no resentment in his heart.Let him cooperate with his master as if nothing had happened... Butler Leng also felt that he was in a difficult situation.

As soon as Steward Leng entered the yard, Yan Xining spotted him.Seeing him standing in the rain with an oiled paper umbrella and thinking, Yan Xining didn't bother him.He was standing at the door of the kitchen with a smile on his face, holding freshly cooked tangerine peel bean paste in his hand.

A young man like Zhilan Yushu stood at the door of the kitchen. He was dressed in a plain green shirt, as gentle as the spring rain in March in the south of the Yangtze River. The dark kitchen was brightened because of his purity.

The moment he saw him, Steward Leng had a strange idea in his mind: such an outstanding person, no matter whether he is in the temple or the cold palace, he can be graceful and calm.

Seeing Steward Leng saw her, Yan Xining asked with a smile, "Butler Leng? Do you need me?"

Butler Leng suddenly came back to his senses: "Mmm, um." He couldn't even think of a single sentence of those probing and threatening words that had been deliberating in his mind.

Yan Xining warmly invited Leng Butler into the kitchen, and he served Leng Butler a bowl of tangerine peel red bean paste: "It's raining and cold, why don't you eat some dessert to warm up?"

Before the butler Leng could respond, he handed the bowl to the butler.

Wen Zhangyuan's bowls and chopsticks were requested by Yan Xining on his own initiative. He didn't ask for exquisitely shaped bowls and dishes, but instead asked for large coarse porcelain bowls used by ordinary people.In the blue and white bowl of the sea, a bowl full of dark red red bean paste is sparing no effort to exude sweetness.

The thick red bean paste is soaked with broken red beans. If you stir the bottom of the bowl a little, you can still find one or two traces of tangerine peel.

The cooking skills of the Wangfu are not bad, and the pastries they make are exquisite in shape and delicate in taste.Butler Leng thought he had eaten a lot of dim sum. He had never seen such a rough... dim sum.

But when he scooped up a spoonful of bean paste and put it into his mouth, the thick and dense texture of the bean paste immediately conquered him.The red bean mixed in it turns into a pack of sweet bean paste after sipping. The seemingly ordinary bean paste is sweet and palatable.

The butler Leng took several sips before he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's delicious!"

Bai Tao immediately agreed and said: "Yes, yes, the food made by my young master is delicious."

Yan Xining really couldn't bear to see Bai Tao's idiotic fan, so he changed the subject: "Is there anything that Steward Leng wants from me?"

Looking at Yan Xining's clear eyes, Steward Leng decided to withdraw all temptations and tell the truth.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and bowed to Yan Xining: "Princess, the palace sent someone to visit you and the master, the master hopes that you can cooperate with him."

Steward Leng didn't dare to look up at Yan Xining's reaction. He might have been short-tempered. He felt more guilt in his heart: "The villain knows that you are wronged, and the master also has unavoidable difficulties. He said that as long as you can cooperate with him, you Whatever you need in the future, he will give you..."

Steward Leng felt that what he said had no credibility, and the more he said it, the more guilty he became.

"Okay."

Yan Xining's hearty response suddenly came to his ears, and Steward Leng thought he had heard it wrong.He looked up at Yan Xining in surprise, only to see Yan Xining smiling: "When will the people from the palace come? When are we going to leave?"

Now it's Steward Leng's turn to be confused: "No...Princess, don't you..." Taking the opportunity to raise some conditions?What a great opportunity to make a deal with the master!

Yan Xining finished the red bean paste in the bowl in two or three gulps, and looked down at his clothes: "Do you still need to change?"

Butler Leng stared blankly at Yan Xining, now he looked like a dumbfounded monkey with a round face.

Yan Xining smiled: "What is Steward Leng looking at me like that? Didn't he want me to cooperate with Ji Song?"

Butler Leng waited for a while under the eaves, and Yan Xining changed into the original owner's favorite regular clothes and came out after a while.The young man in white is handsome and handsome, his face is like a crown of jade and his body is like a pine tree, no one can take his eyes off if he glances at him.

Steward Leng hurriedly stepped forward to hold the umbrella: "It's fine for the princess to follow the villain, the master is waiting for you in the side hall. When I see the master later, I ask the princess to be more considerate of the master..."

But don't meet like a black-eyed chicken, the two from the palace are coming soon, don't be bumped into by them.

Yan Xining stretched out his hand towards the eaves of the corridor, he smiled and said, "Steward Leng just said that I feel wronged? I have to tell you one thing: I am not wronged, I am very satisfied with my current life."

A drop of crystal water fell on his white palm, and Yan Xining slowly grasped the bottom of the water: "The peace I enjoy now is given by Ji Song. He can cooperate with me as much as he needs."

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In the side hall, the expressionless Ji Song had chills in his eyes: "Not here yet?" It seemed that his 'Princess' had a lot of resentment towards him.

Ji Song's slender fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, and the servants who were familiar with his temperament hung their heads and did not dare to make a sound, they knew that the prince was on the verge of breaking out at this moment.

The rain outside the house was getting heavier, and the sound of knocking on the handrail became softer and softer. When the knocking sound was almost inaudible, footsteps came from outside the door.The servants around Ji Song are all good at kung fu, and none of them can walk out with such free and easy footsteps.

coming.

Ji Song looked up at the gate of the side hall. Outside the gate, a tall and thin young man in white was holding a food box in his eyebrows. His face gradually became clearer and clearer in the dense humidity.

When he stepped through the gate of the side hall, the young man with warm eyebrows smiled at him, and he shook the food box in his hand to himself: "Songsong, do you want to eat tangerine peel bean paste?"