Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 461 – Feed the Dog

In the past, Zhao Qingmei was always like a pug. Every time he came to this Qiongzhi Building to eat chicken shredded noodles, he would take all the shredded chicken in her bowl into his bowl as a matter of course, while she ate the white noodles. Is rejoicing, and now.
The old woman looked at the chicken shredded noodles in front of her, swallowed hard the saliva that almost flowed down her cheeks, and then turned her head away in disgust.

"Although the old woman has not read many books, she can still distinguish between good and evil, loyalty and treachery. Zhao Qingmei's money is all ill-gotten gains from plundering people's fat and anointing. My brother, her noodles are not for people to eat. You take Go feed the dog!"

A flash of appreciation flashed in the Xiaoer's eyes, and he was about to take away the chicken noodle in front of the old woman.

"Wait a minute, I want this bowl of noodles!"

Zhong Liyin casually threw a heavy silver ingot on the table, and immediately took the small second-hand chicken shredded noodles in person, and even carried the packed bowl in his hand.

"Give this old man two more bowls of chicken noodle, and the money will be mine!"

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Zhong Liyin walked back to the corner with two bowls of chicken noodle.

He took off the black cone hat, took apart the bowl of packaged chicken shredded noodles, and picked up all the chicken shreds on it into the soup bowl in front of him.

Just now, as soon as Zhao Qingmei and Sikong Que stepped into the building, he noticed the two of them, watching them laughing at Yan Yan even eating noodles, you and I envy others.

There were bursts of sourness in his heart, and the scene of Zhao Qingmei eating a bowl of noodles with him suddenly popped up in his mind, and his originally clear face was suddenly stained with a suspicious blush.

This inexplicable mood swing struck again, and he withdrew his chaotic melancholy somewhat angrily.Immediately, he lowered his eyes and began to eat the bowl of chicken shredded noodles seriously.

He wheezed and chewed, Guanshi Liu, who was sitting by the side, was a little surprised at His Highness's abnormal behavior. His Highness has always been very well-mannered, and his gestures are full of elegance and elegance, even when he is drinking soup, he is not allowed to make any inelegant noises. , but at this time, he is no different from those vulgar street people.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Trembling by his sudden voice, Zhong Liyin put down the bowl and chopsticks a little helplessly, why did he lose control so much?He hated himself like this, so he spat all the bulging chicken shreds stuffed in his mouth back into the bowl.

"It's okay, this chicken noodle is too spicy, it's unpalatable."

He was explaining why his eyes were reddish, but there was no chili on the shredded chicken noodles, so his explanation seemed pale and far-fetched.

Liu Guanshi looked at His Highness's series of unimaginable actions with some doubts, blushing first, and then red eyes. It was a little inexplicable, and this His Highness's mind was always the most difficult to guess.

"Your Highness, there is no turning back when you shoot the bow"

"Hmm~"

Zhao Qingmei and Sikong Que stopped and stopped along the way, and when they returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was already the beginning of the lights.

And Sikong Que was carrying big and small bags in his hand, all of which were purchased by his wife, most of which were clothes, shoes and socks, pens, inks, papers and inkstones that she personally selected for him, although they were not priceless treasures, but he was I like it tight.

……

For some reason, Zhao Qingmei's intuition told Zhao Qingmei that recently the princess Zhong Liyao has been targeting her more and more, and all the tasks assigned to her are thankless or difficult.

For example, today, persuading the bandits in Mangdang Mountain to surrender is a matter for the Ministry of War, so what does it have to do with her, a civil servant?But Zhong Liyao swiped a pen and ordered her to go to Mangdang Mountain tomorrow to suppress the bandits.

Mount Mangdang is located in the western suburbs of Fanjing City. It has always been full of poisonous barriers and has a complicated terrain. The bandits in the mountain occupy the right time and place. After several years of hard and soft measures by the imperial court, they still cannot completely eliminate the bandits.

Because she didn't want Sikong Que to worry, she didn't tell him about going to Mangdang Mountain to suppress the bandits, she only said that she was going to Chenghai County to rectify the government and would return to the government within three days.

However, Sikong Que is currently in a critical period of running-in with the Jinwu Guard that his mother entrusted to him. In the evening, Guan Shan, the chief steward of the University Scholars Mansion, came to the Prime Minister's Mansion crying. I'm sorry, he had to go back to take care of his mother in a hurry.

When Zhao Xi was ordered by Zhao Qingmei to go to the University Scholars' Mansion to deliver a message for the prime minister, he did not see Sikong's side husband himself, so he could only pass on the news that the prime minister was going to Chenghai County to Sikong's side husband through Guan Shan.

In the early morning of the second day, Sikong Que was not around, Zhao Qingmei slept half dreaming and half awake all night, and got up early in the morning feeling unwell, unexpectedly, she unexpectedly met Zhong Liyin in front of the prime minister's mansion .

"Morning~"

Zhao Qingmei was slightly taken aback, and opened her mouth in disbelief. She wondered if she had some auditory hallucinations. Did she hear correctly, Zhong Liyin was taking the initiative to say hello to her?

Zhong Liyin saw her staring at him blankly and did not respond, so he put down the curtain of the car a little out of breath. It was not accidental that he met her at the gate of the prime minister's mansion, but he did it deliberately. As for why he had to stop In the wind, he deliberately met her, but he couldn't tell why.

Anyway, in a few days, the word Zhao Qingmei will appear in the ancestral hall where the Zhao family worships their ancestors.

The Queen Mother insists that he is not allowed to reconcile with Zhao Qingmei, so the only way is to let Zhao Qingmei die. As long as she dies, he will be free again. At that time, Baili Si will marry Zhao Qingmei as the princess of the Hong Kingdom. He is the husband.

Mount Mangdang will become the burial place of Zhao Qingmei!
In the university scholar's mansion, Sikong Que had spent the past two days taking care of his mother's sickness almost in his clothes. Gradually, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and he felt an unprecedented sense of panic spontaneously.

That evening, after waiting for his mother to fall asleep, Si Kongque dragged his tired body and prepared to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see what Zhao Qingmei was doing. He didn't return for three consecutive days, and he never had time to explain the reason to her personally.

"My lord, where are you going?"

Guan Shan suddenly stopped in front of Sikong Que, with a hint of urgency in his tone, Sikong Que keenly caught the flash of panic in his eyes.

"I'll go back to the prime minister's mansion first. I haven't returned in three days. I need to go back to deal with some important matters in person. I'll be back in two hours at most."

"Young master, if you have any important messages, you need to convey them. This subordinate is willing to run errands for you. You also know that your lord's condition is capricious. Now you are the only backbone in this mansion. If you are not here, if there is any emergency, subordinates I don’t know what to do.”

"Has the Prime Minister's Mansion sent someone to deliver a message?"

"The prime minister's entourage, Zhao Xi, came the day before yesterday, and he only said that everything in the mansion is fine, so that the young master can rest assured to stay and take care of the lord."

"What else? Did Xiangye say that the broad bean rolls made by me personally are still to her taste?"

"Speaking of which, Mr. Xiang was very touched by the kindness of the young master. She said that the broad bean roll was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, very delicious."

(End of this chapter)