Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 327 Shang Xiangguo Temple
"Third Highness will make plans."

Baili Yuhua sneered, then turned his head and said: "Tell the third highness that our saber will not move for the time being. If he wants to move, I will definitely cooperate with all my strength."

"Yes."

Ah Xing took the lead and left.

Murong Jiujiu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Perhaps this is what Nangong Shuo wanted."

It's just that she began to be a little curious, how would the angry Nangong Shuo deal with Liu Yunhuan?

"Hey, we've already arrived at the door of the house. What are you doing in the car in broad daylight?" Su Yuche's mocking and taunting voice could already be heard from outside the car curtain.

"Hurry up and get out of the car and cook, we are all starving to death."

Murong Jiujiu turned his face away from the car, and glared at him, "Your Majesty Mingli's feast has been eaten into the stomach of a dog, isn't it?"

Su Yuche sneered: "Where is the food in the palace enough to eat, maybe there is arsenic mixed in some dishes, one less dish is one dish."

That's right, Murong Jiujiu tried his best to observe the situation at the palace banquet, and those few mouthfuls of food were not enough for her to squeeze between her teeth, now she touched her belly, she was really hungry.

"But the house has just moved in, and the cook hasn't been hired yet, otherwise let's go out to eat," Su Yuhong suggested.

Murong smiled for a long time: "I went out to eat just after attending the palace banquet. Isn't this slapping His Majesty Mingli in the face in front of the entire Mingli capital? Let's go and get enough food and clothing by ourselves. Let's eat dumplings today."

"dumpling?"

Everyone heard that it was fresh, and they all agreed that they were about to enter the mansion.

But at this time, the servant who passed on the message from the Prince's Mansion came, "My lord, the old prince's old illness has relapsed, please go back quickly..."

"speak English."

Baili Yuhua drank coldly.

The slave's lips trembled, and he quickly changed his words: "The old prince said that he has something important to discuss with you."

"Go."

Murong Jiujiu gave Baili Yuhua a push. Speaking of which, she was the first to provoke the idea of ​​moving out of Prince Lian's mansion. Now that she moved out, she didn't explain it to the old prince. She felt somewhat ashamed.

"Maybe there's something wrong."

After Murong Jiujiu urged again, Baili Yuhua nodded and turned back to Prince Lian's mansion.

"Then let's make the dumplings you mentioned, and then eat them all. There will be nothing left for him, and let him starve..." Seeing that Baili Yuhua had been sent away, Su Yuche stepped forward and said Looking good, the two brothers hugged Murong Jiujiu's shoulders.

But who knew that before he finished speaking, a jade wrench suddenly fell from the sky and hit Su Yuche on the head, causing him to grin his teeth.

Then a voice came from afar.

"Mr. Su, my family's eldest son said that there are gods standing above your head. Be careful when you speak next time."

"This rotten man."

Su Yuche scolded angrily, but Murong Jiujiu and the two brothers from the Su family couldn't help laughing.

Afterwards, there was no need to waste time, Murong Jiujiu quickly ordered people to buy ingredients, and the three Su family brothers were not far behind, they all rolled up their sleeves, saying that they had already lived in vain, and they were determined not to eat in vain.

So everyone, under Murong Jiujiu's command, started to wander around the small kitchen immediately, making dough and stuffing.

"Now I will teach you the skin of the rod. Remember, it should be thick in the middle and thin at the edge..."

Although Murong Jiujiu explained it very carefully, the final product was still in a strange shape, and the skin was not broken at all, like throwing a duck into the water, cooking it in a big pot in a chaotic manner.

After eating, it was already dark.

Baili Yuhua only came back now, and he didn't disturb anyone when he came back. When Murong Jiujiu returned to the room, he found that there was someone else on the couch by the window.

Ask: "Where did the little thief come from?"

"Your husband."

Baili Yuhua gave the woman a blank look, stretched out his hand and pulled her closer, saying, "I'm hungry."

"Did you not eat at Prince Lian's mansion?"

Murong Jiujiu pretended to be surprised and asked.

Baili Yuhua narrowed his eyes, and threatened sinisterly: "Don't tell me, you really didn't leave it for me?"

So Murong Jiujiu finally couldn't hold it back, burst out laughing, looked at the man on the couch who came to find fault, and said, "Yuhua, you and Su Yuche are not young anymore, can't you stop fighting?"

Baili Yuhua snorted, and turned his head, "It's because he has always been at odds with me, and he always likes to take advantage, and that's all for other things. If I still suffer from him when I'm in your business, is it still your husband?" gone?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Murong Jiujiu smiled and nodded, and then asked someone to cook the leftover dumplings specially for Baili Yuhua, and this guy was satisfied.

"The old prince asked you to go back. Is there anything important?"

Hearing this, Baili Yuhua paused, and said: "There are indeed some things. He said that the people who assassinated my father and hurt me back then may have something to do with the Lan Wangfu."

Lan Wangfu, the queen's mother clan?
Murong Jiujiu was stunned now, she knew that although the old prince usually speaks freely, these words are not just casually.

"Then what do you think?"

"Since there are signs at this time, I will naturally continue to investigate," Baili Yuhua's face darkened slightly. Most of the tragedies in his childhood were almost all thanks to that person.

So no matter who that person is, he has already entered Baili Yuhua's must-kill list.

"By the way, tomorrow Su Yu has to go to the Xiangguo Temple to have an appointment with Master Ci'en to play chess. It is estimated that there will be many people joining in the fun. Su Yuche invited me to go too. Anyway, tomorrow is free. Are you going?"

Baili Yuhua nodded, "Okay, I'll accompany you tomorrow."

Just as he was talking, a voice came from outside the window, "Master, there is news from someone in the palace that His Majesty will have a thorough discussion with Liu Yunhuan in the imperial study this afternoon, and it seems that he intends to make Liu Yunhuan a national teacher."

Murong Jiujiu's complexion changed, this Liu Yunhuan.

In the blink of an eye.

Although the game between Su Yufei and Master Ci'en might attract some people's interest, it was unexpected that Emperor Mingli would also join in the excitement, and Baili Yuhua had to accompany him.

Murong Jiujiu and Su Yuche went ahead of schedule.

The four of them rode on horses, and it took about half an hour to arrive at Xiangguo Temple. Although Master Ci'en was not the presiding officer at Xiangguo Temple, due to his seniority, he was a famous Confucian scholar before he became a monk. High, so it is very respected in this area.

In addition, his chess skills are outstanding, which has stumped many wise men who came here to admire his fame.

Indirectly, it also became a signboard of Xiangguo Temple.

At this moment, the sun has just reached the top of the head, and the little monk of Xiangguo Temple seems to know that there will be a distinguished guest today, so he declined the pilgrims one day in advance and waited in front of the mountain gate.

Seeing the third son of the Su family get off his horse, he called out the Buddha's name, and said with a smile, "Young master Su, I haven't seen you in two years, so don't come here without any problems. Uncle Ci En is waiting for you."

Two years ago, Su Yufei was still a high-spirited young man, while Master Ci'en was over seventy years old, and had never met an opponent in his life, so he finally met one that gave him a headache.

But the wait is still two years.

Su Yufei got off his horse, looked at the mountain gate in front of him, and said sincerely: "I'll wait for this day too."

In the past two years, he traveled around alone, eating and sleeping alone, increasing his knowledge and knowledge. Xiangguo Temple is like a high mountain that he had to cross on his way to school.

Once crossed, he can imitate the sages and become famous all over the world.

(End of this chapter)