Chapter 223

Mo xingle, young and successful, explored Hualang in high school and made many miraculous achievements after entering Dali temple. First, he went to Fuhai to investigate the former dynasty's survivors, and jointly investigated that Fuwang privately carried out overseas trade, encircled private soldiers, followed a suicide case and found out the plan of good Dharma Education. He saw a little and knew a little. He went straight up all the way. When he was a young man, the official paid homage to the Secretary of Dali temple, which was the third grade.

Such a person should be a good marriage partner for aristocratic families and officials in Beijing. However, his marriage has never been heard. What if he likes Nanfeng? That's not true! He never stepped into the castle and Chu hall, and the Nanfeng hall took a detour. He had a pure heart and few desires, so he had to become a monk.

Especially during the Spring Festival, relatives who don't worry always want to stab: pro, why hasn't your goose got married yet? I'm 30 years old. I don't have a confidant around me. My geese have already made soy sauce. How can I do that?

What can I do? Keep an awkward and polite smile. If your relatives don't know each other, stab them a few more words before you say that the master named him "it's not a pleasure place in Chang'an. It's easy to waste time". When you work hard with your fame, you can't have fun. My son has lived up to the master's expectations. It's not like he's promoted to Dali Temple secretary. It seems that your son is still a county magistrate in the suburban county? Which county is it again?

The venue has been found, but we still have to complain about Mo xingle. Why haven't we found one yet? Think about it and tell him about it. He found a reason and hid from going home. He's worried.

"Son, when will it be your turn when the evil king of the founding Hou's family has become a family. Today, your aunt's aunt's daughter mentioned your marriage at the banquet, and your aunt blamed me for not giving you a... "Mrs. Mo said bitterly at dinner, habitually sighing, and didn't expect Mo xingle to give her any useful response.

Her son is good everywhere, but he doesn't want to start a family. He even said that it's a big deal to adopt one in the future. His father was so angry that he picked up a chicken feather duster, drove him from the front of the hospital to the hospital, and asked him to think about it in front of the family temple.

"Hum!" Lord Mo hummed and didn't want to talk to the villain again.

Mo xingle took a few bites of rice and said casually, "yes, I have a crush on a woman recently. I'll try to marry her in as soon as possible."

This sentence clearly and calmly fell in the ears of the Mo family and others, roaring like thunder. Lord Mo stared. Mrs. Mo didn't hold her bowl firmly. After being stunned, she smiled, "really? Which woman is that? How about your character... As long as your character is good, it doesn't matter if you are a servant girl! "

Over the years, Mo xingle's marriage has been like a huge stone on Mrs. Mo's heart. I'm afraid they won't be there in the future. How cold and lonely it will be if there is no one around to accompany him. As soon as Mo xingle heard that she had someone she liked and took the initiative to marry, why didn't Mrs. Mo be overjoyed? Even if the woman was a servant girl, she recognized it, bought her body deed back, put it back to her lover, and then welcomed her into the door.

His mother was so reasonable that she was tossed about by him. She was ashamed and took the initiative to talk about the woman: "she... She was not a servant girl at first. She sold herself as a servant in order to overturn the case for the people who raised her. Her character is naturally good. She is intelligent at a young age. Don't worry, mom. I'll bring her back to you when I straighten out the obstacles. When you're full, leave first. "

He ran away.

Mrs. Mo was surprised and thought about what he said - huh? That woman is really a servant girl! Well, young? My son wants the old cow to eat tender grass! Huh? He ran away in shame!

What a strange thing!

"Sneeze!"

The bird's nest opened her face in time. Later, she looked carefully and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't pollute the embroidery. She soon frowned again, but how could she embroider so ugly? Or... Cut the thread and start again? She doubted her hand for the first time.

Nanzhu in the same wing room couldn't help laughing at the bird's nest. She sat next to her and joked, "someone must miss you. Who will it be? The person you sent the embroidery out?"

"Don't talk nonsense." The bird's nest said angrily, turning sideways and back to Nanzhu, but her ears had quietly betrayed her master.

Nanzhu tried to stretch her neck to see the reaction of the bird's nest, smiled, bent her eyes and covered her mouth: "good, good, I won't say. But... When the sisters in the house get old, the eldest princess usually allows a good family to leave the house. Coral, you should seize the opportunity. "

The bird's nest is trying to fight, "you bitch!"

"Oh, why am I here? It must be sleepwalking. " Nanzhu smiled and slipped back to her bed. She put down the curtain and went to sleep.

There was silence, the candle flickered, and only the shadow of the dead sat did not disappear until dawn.

The next day, Nanzhu's words came true. The eldest princess called her to talk about her marriage: "the palace has always had the habit of releasing palace maids, and the family also has this rule. The palace is going to find you a good family, which is a knot in her heart for the full moon. You should have someone you like. The palace will send someone to marry you. If not, Junjie will choose for you. What do you think? "

The heart of the bird's nest was like the wind blowing the weeping willows, stirring the spring water and making waves, "maidservant..." she thought for a long time. Finally, she knocked her head ruthlessly and said, "thanks for the grace of Princess Chang. It's all up to Princess Chang."

There is only one story about Xiao Yao Zhu. There will be no more.

Let her hide the person she admires with her shady needlework.

"Princess Chang, the Minister of Dali temple asked for an audience." Report from the manager.

The long princess was suspicious and thought for a while. There was no major homicide recently: "please come in and see you here." Wave back the bird's nest and let her prepare tea.

The bird's nest respectfully stepped down and got ready to work.

In late spring and early summer, loquat is newly listed. The one without core is the top grade. Present it on a glass fruit plate and taste its taste. The pulp is thick and juicy and tastes sweet. Then choose the loquat with longer shape. The long loquat core is less and juicy. It's better to make loquat jelly.

Peel and core the loquat, cut it into thin slices, put it into a pottery bowl, cook it with spring water over a slow fire, boil all the juice, discard the pulp, drain the juice, boil it with brown sugar cream and stone flower grass liquid, pour it into a bottle and put it in a deep well to cool.

In this step, the bird's nest is ready. When you return to the kitchen, you lift the long thin bottle placed in the deep well and pour the loquat jelly into the goblet, which has already put a piece of loquat. The well water in late spring can only cool the loquat jelly, but it can't be frozen into a jelly shape. It shakes gently with a tall glass, like amber light. When it enters the throat, it finds another taste, smooth as curd, which is due to the addition of a small amount of stone flower grass liquid.

When she offered fruit and tea to the visiting guests, Mo xingle was surprised and trembled. It turned out that... He was promoted again. The decision just made was indeed right.

"Thank you, Shangguan girl." Mo xingle grinned, took the goblet and drank to her.

"Cough." The manager cleared his throat.

The bird's nest blushed, stared at him, and hurried back to the long princess.

"Coral, Dali Temple secretary wants to marry you. Would you like to?" Asked the long princess.