Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 862 It's always what he thought (2)
The man in the bamboo forest suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" The two men in black looked worried, but they didn't dare to go forward.

"I'm fine," the man wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, "the bones have shrunk too much, and the body can't bear it, it seems that we have to act early, no matter what the outcome is, remember, neither father nor daughter of the Shui family can stay , we must never let them go back to the border again!"

"Yes, this subordinate understands!"

Another person reported: "Master, take care of your health. From the surface, the Prince Xiang's Mansion seems to be very peaceful, but according to the observations of his subordinates, there are at least [-] hidden guards in ambush inside the mansion. Their martial arts are not inferior to mine. In addition, the palace where Emperor Tang lived In addition, there are many people lurking, but judging from the situation, they should be the Imperial Forest Army in the palace, specially for the emperor to send!"

"No defense, as long as there is a mess inside, no matter how many hidden guards there are, it will be useless," the man's tone was determined to win.

When it's time to start the banquet, Mu Xiang doesn't care what the customs of the capital are, she only acts in her own way.

Ask Liu Chen and Caiyun to toast one by one after the banquet begins.

According to her words, the Mu family's daughter is not shady, and Caiyun will be in charge in the future, so it is absolutely necessary to show her face.

It's better to take this opportunity and let everyone meet, so as not to run into each other in the future, there will be bumps, and troubles will arise again.

Since the emperor is here, of course the order of the seats cannot be too random.

The empress died, and the Emperor Tang lived in Prince Xiang's mansion, and he did not call his concubines to sleep with him. At this time, only Wang Hai was by his side.

The rectangular table was specially arranged by Mu Xiang.

Emperor Tang sat directly above the door, and he was the only one sitting upright, with several princes sitting on either side of him. Xuanyuan Ling was still a prince at this time, so he must be sitting closest to Emperor Tang.

Then, after a certain distance, came the ministers of the court, and they also sat according to their official ranks.

This is not arranged by Mu Xiang, but a habit.

Regardless of whether there is a deliberate arrangement or not, subordinates cannot sit in front of superiors. If they are given courage, they will not dare.

Those without official positions, such as Mrs. Fan, and brothers Helian Shoucheng and Helian Shouxin, they are the elders of the Helian clan. Come.

But when they come and go, the position they sit in makes their teeth itch with hatred.

Except for Mrs. Fan who went to the female guests' table, the others were all arranged in the place closest to the door.

He Liancheng took Mu Xiang and sat between the princes.

Old Master Mu and Helian Mingde sat at the courtiers' side because it was not easy for the emperor to sit at the table.

Although there are many people, they all sit around a few tables and eat.

But Mu Xiang ordered a few gigantic round tables, which could be rotated freely, so that there would be no embarrassment of having to step on a bench to hold the dishes.

There is a long screen between the female relatives and the male guests, so that everyone can eat casually.

Dishes were served one after another, except for a few special dishes in Prince Xiang's Mansion, the others were all made by the Imperial Dining Room in the palace.

The old emperor probably got tired of watching it, and was only interested in grilled lamb chops and sauced beef.

And the latest braised chicken wings, oily, fragrant, braised and fragrant.If it wasn't for the fact that the courtiers were watching him, he would have been caught in the morning.

He only took a few glances at the other dishes, and then stopped paying attention.

There is nothing to say in the opening remarks. A little girl is married. Although she is the younger sister of Princess Xiang, she is still qualified enough to let the emperor deliver a speech for her in person.

Others said it was not suitable, only Helian Mingde was the most suitable to talk to Mr. Mu.

He Liancheng sat next to Mu Xiang with an indifferent face, not looking at the emperor or the two old men, and peeling the shrimp for Mu Xiang himself.

What I made today is braised prawns in oil, stir-fried on high heat, and then add green onions to enhance the fragrance.

But Mu Xiang doesn't eat shrimp shells, and doesn't bother to spit them out, so every time she forces her to eat them, it's always a waste.

After he returned home, the task of peeling the shrimp naturally fell on him.

He Liancheng's fingers are beautiful, between the index finger and the mother finger, the intact shrimp meat is peeled off, dipped in some seasoning, and then put into the woody bowl.

When the peeling is almost done, he will remind Mu Xiang to eat quickly.

Then wiped her hands clean and asked the magpie to bring her the soup that was specially stewed for her.

In short, he sat here, not caring about other things, he had to watch Mu Xiang finish his meal first.

Tang Huang really couldn't see it, and stared at Mu Xiang pretending to be angry, "Don't you have long hands? You can't peel them yourself, but you want a dignified first-rank general to peel shrimps for you. His hands are used to carry knives on the battlefield. The one that kills the enemy is not used to peel shrimp for you!"

Fortunately, the emperor's table was far away from other tables, and there was a screen in between, otherwise the courtiers would not be shocked when they heard the emperor say such words.

He Liancheng remained calm, and the expressions on the faces of the princes were also indifferent, as if they didn't care at all.

Tang Xin wouldn't show any expression at the moment, he was just getting annoyed!
For some reason, Tang Yan struggled to breathe.The servant next to him served him a bowl of soup, but he couldn't eat anything else.

As for Tang Mo, his expression was even more elusive.

Xuanyuan Ling's face was extremely uncomfortable, but the steaming hot pot was facing him, and the heat was all over his face, making his whole face itchy to death, wishing to tear off his face.

Mu Xiang sighed, and looked at Emperor Tang, "He is called the way of a virtuous husband. In the world, there are not only virtuous wives, but also virtuous husbands. This is how a real husband and wife get along. Of course, Your Majesty There are so many concubines, if they sit and eat together, they will definitely rush to serve you, and maybe they will fight over it, but they are not called good wives, they are fighting for favor."

Tang Huang snorted heavily, "It's just you who are so unreasonable. Since ancient times, women should regard their husbands as their gods. It is you who should peel the shrimp for him, not him for you!"

Mu Xiang really wanted to call him a dog and a mouse, meddling in other people's business.

But no, in front of so many people, you have to save some face for the emperor.

(End of this chapter)