Marry a peasant woman to be a queen

Chapter 540: Seeking Death (3)
The two actually quarreled over a roast chicken here.

"Hmph." Regarding Nangongtian's words, the old boy turned his face away.

Obviously, he didn't buy Nangongtian's account.

Smiling and looking at the old man in front of him, he seemed to be sizing him up.

Yun Zhichu was taken away by him since he was a child, and then he taught him martial arts and medical skills, so he must know who he is. She was just curious, who is he?
"Senior, if you like to eat chicken, there are plenty of imperial dining rooms. I will arrange for someone to bring some to senior." Smiling and squinting his eyes.

When dealing with foodies, it is natural that what you eat works best.

Sure enough, the old boy's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Meng raised his head to look at Xiaoxiao, and then snorted coldly, "There is nothing to show courteousness to, if it's rape or steal, the little old man won't be fooled by you."

As he said that, he picked up the small half of the chicken leg that Wu'er had given him and gnawed on it as if no one was around.

Wu'er rolled her eyes at Xiaoxiao.

What is delivered to your door is not worth the money.

What is this called? It's called a hot face on someone's cold ass.

But the same is true of the patriarch and grandpa. The mother and queen said that they would invite him to eat chicken, but he would not go again. He insisted on stealing other people's chicken every day.

Is it true that the sentence is true, the stolen things are more fragrant.

"Grandpa Patriarch." Wu'er saw that she was smiling as if she wanted to ask something, and hurriedly turned her head to bite the old boy's ear.

"Okay, okay, my good disciples and grandchildren understand me best." The old boy narrowed his eyes when he heard the last word.

Why didn't he think of stealing chicken from the imperial kitchen.

That is, you can eat to your heart's content without worrying about giving it to others.

Miao, Miao, or should I say, it is good to have a disciple and grandson.

His eyes rolled, "Little old man, I ate and drank enough, let's go."

These words seemed that this palace was more casual than his home, he could come and leave whenever he wanted.

He stopped halfway, "My dear grandson, what are you still doing, why don't you keep up, let the patriarch and grandpa test what you have learned recently?"

"Okay." Wu'er blinked at Xiaoxiao, threw the leftover chicken bones aside, and hurriedly followed.

and so.

The grandpa and grandson, who were blushing over a chicken just now, became allies in a blink of an eye.

Hulala, go to the imperial dining room.

"Let's go, let's go back to the palace too." Looking at the two people leaving with excitement on their faces, they shook their heads with a smile. An old child and a brat are really a natural couple.

In the imperial dining room, an old man and a young man were enjoying themselves with a chicken.

The taste of the chicken in this palace is good.

After a while, one old and one young killed a chicken.

"Grandpa Patriarch, I still want to eat one." Wu'er rubbed her belly, it was a little round, but she had to pack one back after coming here.

"Grandfather, I'll take it for you." The old boy opened the jug and took a sip of the wine, then reached out to touch the table.

When I touched a chicken leg, I was overjoyed, so I wanted to take it off, but found that I couldn't lift it.

The old boy thought for a while, did he meet a colleague, raised his head to look at the table, but happened to meet Xiaoxiao with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Senior, the roast chicken made by Yushan tastes pretty good, right?"

"You brat, how dare you lie to your patriarch and grandpa." The old boy turned his head and saw that Xiaoxiao was standing in front of him, slapping the side with one hand, and still remembering toot.

Unexpectedly, Wu'er missed it, and Wu'er showed half of her head from the door, "Grandpa Patriarch, Wu'er is full, you old man should eat more here."

The old boy blew his beard and stared at that little head.

I thought that he had been wise all his life, but he never thought that he would fall in the hands of his disciple and grandson in the end.

"Well, girl, didn't you want to treat the little old man to eat chicken? This little old man came by himself." The old boy laughed dryly.

"Senior, these chickens are prepared for you, you can eat them." Xiaoxiao said and moved the plate to the side of the old boy.

"The little old man is full, so I'm leaving now." The old boy shrank into a mosquito, and then disappeared from Xiaoxiao's eyes.

"Senior, you are the master at the beginning, you must know who I am, is it true that senior is so afraid of me?" Smiling and raising his eyebrows.

"Who said that, how could I be afraid of a little girl like you?" The old boy obviously didn't want to when he heard this with a smile, thinking that he had lived his whole life, and he had never been afraid of anyone. Although he is the head of the Yun family, he is not afraid of the word.

"Since seniors are not afraid of me, why do you run away when you see me?"

"Who said the little old man is going to run away." The old boy didn't hold back anymore, he stood up and picked up a chicken and began to chew on it. "Tell me, what do you want to ask the little old man?"

"Senior is a smart person. As soon as I saw this palace, I knew that I wanted to ask about something. I wanted to ask senior, but I knew that the second largest family before was the Shanggong family."

"The Shanggong family is long gone." The little old man said casually without raising his eyebrows.

"Senior, if you know, I hope you can point me in the right direction." Smiling with a frown.

No more, impossible.

As the second largest family in the past, it is impossible to disappear so completely.

In other words, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Just like the cloud family.

"Girl, you can't force anything. It will naturally appear when it should appear. If it doesn't appear, why do you force others to appear? Isn't that the reason." The old boy took a sip of wine, covered the wine pot, and sighed again "Maybe after a while, you will know the answer you want."

"Senior, does the Shanggong family exist in the world in another way?" Seeing that the old boy was ready to leave after eating and drinking, he quickly asked with a smile.

Hearing the words, the little old man paused for a moment, but did not answer, and left humming a song.

The surface of Kyoto is calm.

Newly appointed officials at all levels also perform their duties.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of the first month and the beginning of February.

(End of this chapter)