After the salted fish is married

122 grudge

Mushroom Oil Noodles is made of bone broth. Thin noodles are immersed in the milky white soup, and golden aromatherapy oil and brown mushrooms are floating on the soup surface.The mushrooms are covered with two poached eggs that are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the runny heart inside will flow out when poked lightly.Next to the soft-boiled eggs lay a few small green vegetables, these were the few fruits that Yan Xining snatched from the grass carp.

It is this bit of green that makes a bowl of noodles more colorful.Pick up the noodles with chopsticks and take a big bite, the delicious taste penetrates to the bone marrow.

In addition to mushroom oil noodles, Yan Xining also fried a few matsutake.The matsutake just delivered by the cold housekeeper this morning still has the smell of the mountain forest. As soon as you open the pumpkin leaves that wrap them, you can smell the strong pine fragrance.

The matsutake fried in butter has a strong aroma. Although it is only seasoned with some fine salt, it tastes much better than the one stewed in the hot pot before.Slices of matsutake fried until golden on both sides are neatly placed on the plate, and it tastes dense like eating meat.

Ji Song and Ye Linfeng sat facing each other with big bowls in their arms, snorting noodles and eating fried matsutake, it was a comfort.Ji Song had been thinking about the mushroom oil noodles since he was on the embankment of the Minjiang River. He carefully scooped each noodle in the bowl into his mouth, and finally took a leisurely drink of the noodle soup with the large bowl in his arms.

Compared with Ji Song's reserved way of eating, Ye Linfeng was much more relaxed. He buried his head in the big bowl, as if he hadn't eaten for several days.A large bowl of noodles was quickly eaten by him, Ye Linfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "The food cooked by Xi Ning is still suitable for my appetite. Although the food outside tastes good, my stomach doesn't feel good after eating it."

Yan Xining was squatting next to the black mushroom: "What kind of mushroom is this? It's the first time I've seen it. Are you going out these days just to pick up these mushrooms?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Xining felt his clothes tighten, and he turned his gaze, and Ye Linfeng had already lifted him by the neck and put him beside the corridor: "Don't get close, this thing is very fierce, accidentally inhaling the poisonous gas will annoy me to death. "

Yan Xining took two steps back in embarrassment: "Ah..."

This mushroom looks unfriendly. I didn't expect it to be so poisonous that it couldn't be approached?How did Ye Linfeng recite them carelessly?

Ye Linfeng seemed to see through the thoughts of Yan Xining and the others, he snorted twice: "The old man is a doctor anyway, not to mention that all poisons are invulnerable, at least the black ghost umbrella can't deal with the old man."

It turns out that this mushroom is called the black ghost umbrella, which is quite vivid.That is... What did Ye Linfeng do after picking such poisonous mushrooms?

Before Yan Xining could speak, Ye Linfeng continued to squat next to the mushroom.He held a small bamboo knife in his hand, and with his movements, the root of the black umbrella was removed.Ye Linfeng put the processed black ghost umbrellas on the bamboo sieve and arranged them one by one: "The black ghost umbrellas are only found in the mountains during the rainy season, and they have powerful anesthetic and hallucinogenic effects."

Yan Xining's eyes lit up, thinking that just now Ye Linfeng said that he picked these mushrooms for Ji Song, he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Senior, do you want to use these mushrooms as an anesthetic for Rong Chuan's operation?" ?”

Ye Linfeng nodded in satisfaction: "That's right."

Ji Song frowned slightly: "Then...why don't you use Mabo soup?" Chu Liao disease doctors would use Mabo soup to relieve the pain of patients. After a bowl of soup, the whole body would lose consciousness.

Ye Linfeng snorted: "What I want to repair is your nerves! You can still talk after drinking Mabotang? If you can't talk, how do I know how your nerves are being repaired? I have to paralyze part of your body, But I can't put you down completely. This is very difficult, do you understand!"

Yan Xining nodded knowingly, isn't this equivalent to general anesthesia and local anesthesia?Ji Song can't have general anesthesia for surgery, only local anesthesia?

Ji Song didn't understand very well, but after Ye Linfeng said that, he felt anticipation: "Then the genius doctor, when can we start the treatment?"

Ye Linfeng didn't raise his head: "Didn't I say it, wait until the rain stops."

Yan Xining was a little puzzled: "Can't we do it now?"

Ye Linfeng chuckled: "Do you think it's so easy? Not to mention that it takes time to concoct the black ghost umbrella, this season is not suitable for treatment. The rainy season is hot and humid, and many diseases will grow in this season. The humid environment is harmful to wounds. Recovery is not good, I have to wait for the rain to stop and the sky to clear up, and then prepare an airtight room to fumigate with medicine, put a lot of ice basins, and light candles and lanterns... Only when everything is ready can he be cured. have to suffer."

Yan Xining's eyes widened in surprise: "Shence Gate...is amazing." Although he is not a doctor, he knows that modern surgery requires a sterile room and a shadowless lamp. Ye Linfeng has this awareness now... …Could it be that the founder of Shence Gate is also from modern times like him.

Hearing the words Shence Gate, Ye Linfeng had a complex look on his face: "Yes, if Shence Gate has not been cleaned, and if the doormen are still there, it should be able to save many people over the years."

Ji Song didn't want to ask more questions, but seeing the pain in Ye Linfeng's eyes, he still couldn't hold back: "Why did the Shence Sect offend other medical schools at that time? If it was just because of different treatment methods, other medical schools wouldn't be able to kill them all, right? "

Shouldn't practitioners carry the pot to help the world?Why would they do such a cruel thing as teaming up to slaughter another medical school?Could it be that the Shence disciples did something outrageous?

Ye Linfeng raised his head abruptly, he stared at Ji Song and hesitated to speak.Finally, he waved his sleeve: "Hmph! I'm going to ask your father about this."

Ji Song: ...

Could it be that Emperor Pingyuan had a feud with Shence Gate?

Ji Song wanted to ask something else, but Ye Linfeng stood up angrily holding the bamboo sieve: "This old man hates the Chu and Liao royal families the most in this life, and there will be no reconciliation in this life."

Yan Xining and Ji Song looked at each other, and they both saw doubt in each other's eyes.If Ye Linfeng hated the royal family of Chu and Liao, why did he help Ji Song?

Ji Song had a strange thought in his mind, could it be that Ye Linfeng extended a helping hand only for his mother's sake?But Ye Linfeng refused to say, and he couldn't keep asking.

Perhaps as Ye Linfeng said, when the time is right, they will know.

The rainy season is either rainy or cloudy. It is a bit difficult to dry them by the sun.Looking at the black ghost umbrellas in the bamboo sieve, Ye Linfeng decided to find a stove to dry them: "Find a stove."

After a while, the butler Leng delivered a half-person-high oven. The bottom of the oven is round, and the fire burns in the square hearth, and the hot air is introduced into the circular cavity above along the ventilation duct.As long as the black ghost umbrella is placed in the upper cavity, the hot air can quickly take away the moisture in the black ghost umbrella, making the black ghost umbrella dry and crisp.

The oven that Steward Leng sent was used for baking in the kitchen of the palace. Because the oven is small, Lao Zhang doesn't usually use it much.But this kind of stove just gave Yan Xining a place to use his skills.The moment Yan Xining saw the oven, the corners of Yan Xining's lips raised involuntarily: "Hey~"

The oven is a good thing. With this oven, he can cook a lot of food.Maybe if you work hard, you can make a roast duck!

The oven was placed at the end of the west wing by the housekeeper Leng. It does not take up much space here, and the heat from the oven will not affect the room.Fearing that the oven would encounter rain, the butler Leng asked the artisans in the mansion to build a shed above the oven. Although it looked a bit nondescript, Yan Xining was very satisfied.

An hour later, the black ghost umbrella was baked until it was crispy, and Ye Linfeng took the black ghost umbrella out of the oven which had shrunk several times.Judging from his expression, the black ghost umbrella should meet his requirements.He was sitting under the eaves of the porch with a small stool, and crushed the black ghost umbrella into powder in a medicine mill.

Yan Xining wiped the inside of the oven once, and he had already kneaded the dough while the black ghost umbrella was baking.Now he is going to bake a few white buns and make meat buns later.

Ye Linfeng sniffed the rich smell of meat coming from the small stove, "Xining, what are you cooking up? It smells so good."

Yan Xining put the kneaded cake base on the iron baking pan. The palm-sized white buns had been baked on both sides with the iron pan, and golden patterns appeared on both sides of the white cake base.The shape of the cake embryo is round and smooth, and it looks very porcelain.

Yan Xining pushed the baking tray to the middle of the stove, and then closed the door of the stove casually: "Roujiamo, you can cut the meat after the bun is baked."

Ye Linfeng looked forward to it: "It smells delicious! I have to eat two first."

Yan Xining smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make the first one for you to eat later."

Suddenly Yan Ke ran quickly from the direction of Pinmei Garden: "Master, Emperor Pingyuan is here."

Hearing this, Ji Song and Yan Xining looked at each other in surprise, did not expect that Emperor Pingyuan would come to Prince Rong's mansion in person?Just when the two of them were about to pack up and go to greet them, they heard Yan Ke say quickly: "Emperor Pingyuan retreated to the palace with his left and right clothes, and he told Steward Leng to keep silent."

Ji Song nodded slightly: "I see, you step back." When Emperor Pingyuan went to the mansion of the courtiers, as long as he didn't let the servants communicate, no one would dare to tell the owner of the mansion the news of his arrival.He often used this trick to go to the courtier's mansion, and checked them by surprise.

But today he came to Prince Rong's Mansion, and the guards of Prince Rong's Mansion were Ji Song's personal guards, and Emperor Pingyuan's usual tricks didn't work.As soon as he appeared at the gate of the palace, Yan Ke rushed to report the news.

Ye Linfeng's ears perked up suddenly: "Ji Duo is here?"

Emperor Pingyuan's name is Ji Duo, since he came to power, there are not many people who know this name.Ye Linfeng's figure was like lightning, he carried the medicine grinder and the remaining black ghost umbrella and turned over the fence.

As soon as Yan Xining turned her head, she saw that there were no people under the verandah.The corners of his lips twitched: "It seems that Divine Doctor Ye really annoys Father."

Ji Song sighed lightly: "I don't know what's wrong with them." If possible, he hoped to reconcile it.

Yan Xining glanced at his oven: "What should we do? Are we going to greet Father?"

Ji Song shook his head: "No, Father came on a whim. I guess he just wanted to see what we are doing on weekdays. Let him see what we should do. But when we see him later, we should pretend that we don't know his sudden arrival." look."

Yan Xining breathed a sigh of relief: "I understand." It's great that he doesn't have to go to the front to pick him up. His white buns will be cooked in a while just after they are put in the oven. If he leaves now, the buns will be burnt.

123 grudge

Among the residences of many princes, Emperor Pingyuan was the most familiar with Prince Rong's residence.When he was a prince, he lived here.Before awarding the house to Ji Song, this was also the place where he often came to watch fish and flowers.There is no Yingying Yanyan from the harem to follow, and he is extraordinarily relaxed every time he comes to the palace.

It was the same this time. After Emperor Pingyuan entered the palace, he walked around and looked around. He and Eunuch Yang laughed as they walked, "Rong Chuan is indeed from the army. He is blind to the sights in the palace."

What about looking at flowers in Dongyuan and appreciating maple leaves in West Pavilion? Ji Song has never followed this routine.Among other things, there is a beautiful pool of clear lotus, and the lotus leaves on the side have been picked to pieces. How can there be any beauty at all?

Eunuch Yang was well aware of Emperor Pingyuan's temperament, he lowered his hands and said with a smile: "Although His Royal Highness is not romantic, he is pragmatic. Since he went to the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Industry is very different from before."

Emperor Pingyuan was satisfied: "Yes, this child is real. Let's go and see what they are doing."

Eunuch Yang turned his head and asked Steward Leng, "Where is His Highness Rong Wang?"

Leng Guanjia said: "Go back to Your Majesty, the master and the princess are in Wenzhang Garden."

Hearing this, Emperor Pingyuan was stunned: "Wenzhang Garden? Why is it in Wenzhang Garden?"

When Emperor Pingyuan came to the Huxin Pavilion, he was stunned for a moment and looked at Pinmei Garden on the opposite side: "There is an extra plank road here." I think he used to go to Pinmei Garden by boat back then, under the shadow of the moon He and Concubine Mei Bingzhu night talked about the flowers before the moon and the moon... If there was such a plank road back then, when the tragedy happened, wouldn't everyone be able to rescue them faster?

Seeing that Emperor Pingyuan was deep in thought, Eunuch Yang carefully reminded: "Master, you are here, my slave will accompany you to have a look?"

Emperor Pingyuan's mood was even more complicated: "After Mei Guifei's accident, I haven't been to Plum Garden for more than 20 years. It's time to go and see it."

The water level of Lanyue Lake is high, and the water surface is almost flush with the bottom of the plank road.There was just a flood in central Beijing, the water in the lake turned yellow, and a large group of koi were having fun downstream led by a flock of geese.Emperor Pingyuan narrowed his eyes and looked: "Why is there a duck? Yang Shunfa, look, is that a duck?"

There are not only ducks on the water, but also several white geese.Seeing a stranger, the white geese flapped their wings and lowered their necks to make a sharp call.Eunuch Yang said with a smile: "Master, there are not only ducks, but also geese. Look over there, there are chickens under the tree. The prince and his wife are living a small farm life here."

Pingyuan Di Le: "Don't say it, it's really good."

Just as he was talking, a yellow dog ran towards Pinmeiyuan.The half-grown yellow dog barked twice in alertness, then it wagged its tail and walked a few steps in the direction of Emperor Pingyuan.Emperor Pingyuan's smile deepened: "There is still a dog, come here, come here, puppy."

Xiaosong stepped forward to smell Emperor Pingyuan's scent, and it grinned and wagged its tail begging for Emperor Pingyuan's touch.Emperor Pingyuan patted Xiaosong's head a few times: "This dog is smart."

The dogs in the palace are divided into two factions, one is the lap dog that the concubines play in their hands, and the other is the hunting dog that is trained to hunt.The bulldog is superior in its soft fur, and its essence is to deceive people.Although the hound is intelligent, it is also fierce.He hadn't seen such a healthy, lively, family-friendly and cute dog for a long time. Emperor Pingyuan touched Xiaosong's forehead: "Good dog, take me to find your master."

Xiaosong seemed to understand what Emperor Pingyuan meant, and it turned around and led Emperor Pingyuan towards Pinmei Garden.

Stepping into Pinmei Garden again, Emperor Pingyuan originally thought that his emotions would be more intense.However, he is very calm at the moment, which may be because the pinmei garden in front of him is completely different from the garden in his memory.Looking around, the chickens were eating leisurely under the fruit tree. The tree was full of fruits, and the familiar scenery had disappeared.

Following the footsteps of the little yellow dog, Emperor Pingyuan became more and more amazed as he walked forward: "These two children have put their heart into it."

He knows better than anyone else what happened to Pinmeiyuan after the accident.It's just that I haven't come back for several months, and this place has become a blessed land.Look at this piece of fruit forest, then look at the gravel path and vegetable garden, how much time and energy it takes.

After walking out of the woods, Emperor Pingyuan saw Ji Song who was reading under the eaves and Yan Xining who was busy in the vegetable garden.There was a strong smell of meat floating in the air, which was a smell that Emperor Pingyuan had never smelled before.

For some reason, seeing the two of them in the courtyard, Emperor Pingyuan's eyes felt a little hot.Once upon a time, he also had this kind of dream, to be with the one he loves, to work day after day, but the sky fails to fulfill his wish...

Ji Song quickly found out about Emperor Pingyuan, and he put down the book in his hand: "My ministers see the emperor."

Yan Xining also pretended that he had just seen Emperor Pingyuan, and he put down the bamboo basket in his hand and saluted: "I will see my father."

Emperor Pingyuan suppressed his emotions, and he walked quickly to Wenzhang Garden: "Quickly excuse yourself, today you will travel in micro-clothes, there is no emperor, only father." Ji Song replied: "Father."

Yan Xining was different, he happily called out: "Father."

He likes Emperor Pingyuan very much. Although some people say that Emperor Pingyuan has a bad temper, since he came to Chuliao, Emperor Pingyuan rewarded him several times.At this time, Emperor Pingyuan is a shining God of Wealth in Yan Xining's eyes, who can refuse to gain favorability in front of God of Wealth?

Emperor Pingyuan was delighted when he heard it: "Hey!"

Every emperor is lonely. They yearn for family affection but are afraid of family affection becoming bondage. The respect between father and son in the Tian family is greater than kindness.Sometimes when he was traveling, he could not help feeling envious when he saw the wives of ordinary families being intimate.Daddy is such a good name, it is much closer than "Father". I never thought that he would be called "Daddy" like a folk old man in his lifetime.

Emperor Pingyuan looked at the bamboo basket beside Yan Xining: "What are you picking?"

Yan Xining showed his harvest to Emperor Pingyuan: "Pick some vegetables for dinner." There were five or six green peppers in the bamboo basket, and he chopped the green peppers and mixed them with the meat to make meat bun stuffing.

Emperor Pingyuan said gently: "Does Xi Ning cook by herself? Yes, yes."

Yan Xining smiled and said, "If Dad doesn't dislike the crude food, why don't we have a light meal together?"

Emperor Pingyuan nodded again and again: "Hey, good." Eunuch Yang smiled, and he secretly gave Yan Xining a thumbs up: "The old slave is also here to help. Is there anything the princess can do for the old slave?"

After Eunuch Yang and Yan Xining went to prepare dinner, Emperor Pingyuan sat on the chair under the eaves of the corridor.He asked with concern: "Is Rong Chuan feeling better?"

Ji Song poured Emperor Pingyuan a cup of tea: "It's much better, thank you for your concern."

Emperor Pingyuan smiled and picked up the tea: "You child, I just told you that today there are no monarchs and ministers, only father and son. You just forgot when you turned around."

Ji Song smiled slightly, and Emperor Pingyuan took a sip of tea: "What kind of tea is this? Why does it smell like flowers?" He lifted the lid of the teapot and looked, only to see a bunch of honeysuckle soaked in the teapot: "No wonder it's so familiar. It’s honeysuckle, it tastes really good.”

Ji Song replied: "Yes, the flowers that Aning picked by himself are said to clear away the heat. Father... If father likes it, he can take some with him when he returns to the palace."

Pingyuan Di Le said: "Okay." After a pause, he asked: "There are so many courtyards in the mansion, why do you live in Wenzhang Garden?"

Others don't know the origin of Wen Zhangyuan, but he knows it clearly.Pinmei Garden is surrounded by water. In order to take care of the concubines in Pinmei Garden, the servants can only live nearby. Wenzhang Garden is the yard for the servants.Just now when he heard that these two people lived here, Emperor Pingyuan was surprised.

Ji Song looked at Yan Xining, who was busy, with gentle eyes: "A-Ning likes this place, saying that living here feels like home. My son couldn't understand it at first, but after getting used to living here, I feel very comfortable. It's a simple day for the two of us. For three meals, my son feels at ease."

Emperor Pingyuan was thoughtful: "I see..." As an emperor, Emperor Pingyuan lived in the most luxurious palace, and when he traveled, he was accompanied by countless palace officials and forbidden soldiers.No matter where he went, he felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him.It is said that he has a large family, but in fact he does not see much time and frequency with his family.

Home should be a place where you can relax your body and mind. At this moment, Emperor Pingyuan suddenly understood why he felt tired in the dead of night.Because his palace is too big, because there are too many people and things in his heart, because his heart is not at ease.

For a moment, Emperor Pingyuan was in a daze, but Ji Song looked at Emperor Pingyuan's face and asked tentatively, "Father, I want to ask you something."

Emperor Pingyuan nodded slightly: "You want to ask about your mother, right? You can ask." Ji Song is an obsessive person. He wanted to know who his mother was and what kind of past he had since he was a child.Emperor Pingyuan prevaricated him before, but now that he has grown up, there is no need to hide it.

Ji Song pursed his lips, suddenly he felt a little nervous: "What's the name of my concubine mother?"

According to the records of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Ji Song's mother was Concubine Mei, but he didn't know what Concubine Mei's surname was, who lived where, who was in the family.He only knew that his mother died in a fire shortly after giving birth to him.

The concubine who died in the sea of ​​fire in Pinmei Garden was none other than his mother.

Nostalgia appeared in the eyes of Emperor Pingyuan: "Your mother's name is Ye Hongmei. In fact, she is not a lady from a rich family, she is a folk woman. When I was young, I met your mother when I was traveling and traveling. I was shocked by love at first sight, so I took her Back to the palace."

Ji Song's heart stopped for half a beat. His mother's surname is Ye, which is the same surname as Ye Linfeng!

Ji Song opened his mouth, and he heard his own voice recall: "Then my mother, does she have any relatives in this world?"

Pain and chagrin appeared in Emperor Pingyuan's eyes. After a long time, he said regretfully, "Hongmei has an elder brother. After Hongmei's accident, I sent people to look for him. But something happened, and he should have passed away."

Ji Song's brain buzzed, he thought his guess must be right: Ye Linfeng was his uncle.

But why did the two turn against each other?

Ji Song didn't want to expose Ye Linfeng's existence, so he asked tactfully, "What happened back then? How did mother and uncle both die?"

Emperor Pingyuan raised his hand and touched his chest. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Pinmei Garden: "Not long after you were born, a fire broke out in Pinmei Garden, and Hongmei was unfortunately buried in the sea of ​​flames. Afterwards, the Ministry of Internal Affairs investigated and said that the fire The reason is that the candlestick fell down and ignited the curtain due to the negligence of the maid who kept watch at night... This was an accident, but Qingzhu... that is, your uncle didn't believe it. He firmly believed that Hongmei was murdered by the people in the palace. He and I There was a big fight, and they said they wanted to find evidence. After this trip, they couldn’t come back.”

Emperor Pingyuan's eyes were slightly red: "Qingzhu and Hongmei, one is strong and the other is soft. I have always regretted it. If I could stop Qingzhu and prevent him from leaving the palace, would he not die in an accident? Or maybe I heard For Qingzhu, don't provoke Hongmei, are their brothers and sisters still alive now?"

After saying this, Emperor Pingyuan looked deeply at Ji Song: "Rong Chuan's eyes are not like red plums but like green bamboos. Your mother is gentle and generous, she is the woman I love the most in this life. Your uncle is wanton, They are my best friends in this life. The luckiest thing in my life is to meet their brothers and sisters. What I regret the most is that I failed to protect them. Even you, my father, failed to protect you..."

"Rong Chuan, I'm sorry for my father."