Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Turning his head in response, Leng Qingtang saw a scarred and vicious profile face.

"Brother."

The man smiled lightly and called him respectfully.

Gu Flute looked ahead, the expression on the abrupt Yin-Yang face was not too much, and the corners of his mouth curled up and pulled out an arc of laughter that seemed to be mocking:

"If you don't make a move when it's time to make a move, you are not afraid of night long dreams?"

Leng Qingtang looked generous and calmly spoke:

"Hua Nanxin is you and my emperor, Hua'er's cousin, and Ji Yan's emperor brother. How do you tell me to deal with him? Isn't this very good now? Anyway, he just wants to be his emperor, I only If I want to hide my home, I and his well do not offend the river."

"Ah……"

Gu Flute snorted coldly, and stared at the man with sharp eyes:

"Fortunately, you have been the admiral of Dongchang for more than ten years, but you are such a benevolent woman! Do you think that if he is only satisfied to be his emperor, he will never care about your woman? Yunxi, but he announced half of the title of Da Yi Your Yungui!"

"you……"

Leng Qingtang was speechless for a while, silently avoiding looking at him, his face turned red and annoyed:

"I and Yunxi are far away from Dayi, far away from disputes of right and wrong and choosing to escape from the world, so my elder brother doesn't need to add more obstacles at this time."

Gu Flute refused to give up, still insisting on his point of view:

"I'm still not worried about you and her..."

"Well, if you talk about this now, what can you change?"

Lu Qiange shook his head unbearably, interjecting to stop the argument between the brothers.

The two girls and Yu Xuanji happened to walk down the corridor, and South China Ji Yan ran up first and looked at the three men in confusion:

"You, what's the matter with you, just quarreled for a moment of silence?"

Yu Xuanji glared at Gu Flute, gritted his teeth and said:

"It's you again deliberately looking for faults, deliberately making a big mistake, isn't it?"

Gu Yunxi frowned and walked to Leng Qingtang's side and shook his big hand, frowning with worry.

Leng Qingtang smiled gently at her and said shallowly:

"Relax, we are fine."

When the girl listened, she had a hint of joy, and she volunteered:

"I'll take care of dinner later, it's been a long time since I've cooked it myself, you all come to **** craft."

Ji Yan from South China danced with joy:

"It's great, we're really happy to guard Chef Yun."

Lu Qiange approached smilingly and explained:

"There is also a large underground ice cellar in this attic. It was originally used by the Wudan dead soldiers to heal them during their armed training. Now that I know my uncle and aunt come, I have some rare ingredients and fresh fish and meat in the ice cellar. Aunt you He has good cooking skills. From now on, my uncle will be a real blessed person."

The words of compliment made the girl feel embarrassed for a moment, and she was not accustomed to the name of "aunt". "Hey" laughed and slapped her scalp, lowered her head and turned back:

"Thank you...thank you Huaerha..."

...

The dusk is vast, green mountains and green waters are shrouded in a red light, like a beautiful picture scroll.

A corner of the white attic suddenly rolled out a puff of thick smoke, and then South China Ji Yan ran out of the attic, leaning against the wooden stakes in front of the gallery, breathing fresh air.

"Oh my god, it choked me to death... Ha, Ha Qiu!"

Lu Qiange carried a large bundle of forage into the yard and prepared to feed the horse. Seeing the unspeakable pain accumulating on a small face of Huanan Jiyan that had been smoked with flower melon, Lu Qiange hurriedly threw the forage and ran to help her beat her back. I swipe the thick smoke with my arm and asked urgently:

"What's the matter, did you light up the attic?"

At this time, Gu Yunxi stumbled and ran out of the corner gate, his face also black, and his face was better than that of South China Ji Yan.

She hunched over, stroking her choking chest by herself, and then struck the embarrassed four princesses:

"My little ancestor, I beg you, don't mess with me anymore, okay?"

.

I was kindly treated as a donkey liver and lungs, and the girl facing the shaggy girl was dissatisfied, and the corners of her mouth were pressed, muttering:

"People have heard that you want to show off your skills, and I'm afraid that you can't be too busy, so I can't help you..."

"Haha, I will come if you find a helper."

Leng Qingtang walked slowly down the corridor, with a continuous smile like gentle spring water, which held Gu Yunxi's heart tightly.

He looked at the few people present and said with a smile:

"If you want to do more with less for cooking, you need a close understanding between the chef and the assistant, and a tacit understanding..."

South China Jiyan smiled "pouch" and flung her sleeves to argue:

"My uncle talks nonsense again. It is neither a double cultivation of the Xian family, but also about how to communicate with each other in cooking."

Leng Qingtang raised her eyebrows slyly, shaking her head and thinking:

"Everything in the world never departs from its ancestry. Is it possible that you haven't heard a sentence called'Men and women match, work is not tired?"

"puff--"

Lu Qiange was about to laugh, and she couldn't help but secretly said:

I have never had a few dealings with Dongchang in the past. How come I never knew that my uncle, this handsome and steady fake eunuch, had such a time when he was so sloppy?

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Gu Yunxi was busy in the kitchen all afternoon, cutting vegetables, fillings, picking up fish, using his hands and feet together, like an agile octopus.

Leng Qingtang happily acts as a green leaf on the side, helping the beloved girl to bring water and heat, wash vegetables and choose vegetables, and meticulously lay hands for her.

Gu Yunxi sweats like rain in front of the stove.

Although it took twenty days to reach the destination, she didn't feel tired at all at this moment.

why?

Just because of this meal, she wants to taste it for the beloved man and the companions who accompany her from birth to death.

With this belief supporting her, she naturally seemed to drink chicken blood, full of energy.

After Leng Qingtang finished the work in his hands, he raised his eyes and saw the girl's head sweating profusely, so he took out the veil and wiped her gently.

Gu Yunxi was grateful for the supervisor's thoughtfulness, put a piece of stewed meat into his mouth, and watched him sweetly chewing satisfied.

After swallowing meat, Leng Qingtang stretched out his arms and hugged the girl, touching her head affectionately.

The laughter and laughter in the stove attracted a figure. He stopped lightly outside the door, staring at the glue-like pair inside, his head secretly lowered, and the light in his eyes was dark and solemn.

As night fell, Lu Qiange and South China Jiyan lit candles inside and outside the attic.

The shadows of the mountains and trees in the distance are deep blue and hazy, and the light of a little one star nearby resembles colored glaze, illuminating the small building completely.

The dining table is set under the spacious corridor, so that people can eat and drink while enjoying the evening scenery of the exotic autumn night.

Arranged the food and drink, Gu Yunxi greeted everyone at the table.

The six-seater round table was filled with cups and saucers.

Spicy fried frog, braised pigeon, bazhen wild duck, fried rabbit meat, burnt fish fillet, assorted tofu, sweet and sour tomato puree, stewed cabbage with milk, scalloped silver roll, crisp cheese...

South China Jiyan was lured to the table by the smell of rice that rushed into her nose, and she looked at the colorful table full of colors and opened her mouth. In her eyes, little excited stars continued to shine:

"Wow, my uncle really found a treasure. Yunxi's beautiful cooking skills are so good that I am so envious and jealous!"

She said to herself, reaching out to grab the bergamot in the plate.

Lu Qiange walked out of the attic holding a jar of fine wine and was hitting this scene.

Apart from anything else, he rushed forward and slapped South China Ji Yan's small hand with a merciless palm.

The girl was in pain and screamed, and dropped the candy cake that she had just gotten on the table.

"Why you, I've been hungry all afternoon, so I count on this meal!"

She was beaten if she couldn't eat snacks, and Ji Yan of South China was full of grievances and blew a few times on the back of her swollen and red hands.

Lu Qiange put down the wine jar, glanced at her, and smirked:

"Be obedient, bear with me, and wait for everyone."

The girl is not hypocritical, and she thinks she is rude this time, so she smiled and sat on the chair:

"Okay, I'll wait."

As soon as the people sat down, Gu Flute first picked up a duck leg and put it on Gu Yunxi's plate, and said with a smile:

"Girl, you have worked hard, you will eat the first bite of this meal first."

Leng Qingtang sat quietly, her brows calm.

Yu Xuanji was filled with righteous indignation, suddenly put his chopsticks out, and threw the duck leg back onto the Gu flute plate intact, stunned him coldly:

"You don't need to show your hospitality here, she has hands, feet and brothers, I will give her what she wants to eat!"

"brother……"

Gu Yunxi was embarrassed, not persuading, or not persuading.

Gu flute's heart became angry, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes swept a bit of silence, and he threw the wine glass abruptly:

"Yu Xuanji, you don't want to be nosy. At this time, you dare to fight with me for another five hundred rounds? If you lose this time, you will transfer the kung fu that can transfer acupuncture points throughout the body. I!"

Yu Xuanji smiled coldly:

"That's right, you actually know that the way I was able to escape after being sealed by Hua Nanxin is the long-lost "transformation" in martial arts. Okay, I will say if you win first."

In the blink of an eye, the person leaped over to the center of the yard.

Gu flute followed closely behind.

Ji Yan from South China shouted with her arms akimbo under the gallery:

"Hey, you're not mistaken, are you going to fight again? The wall at the west end of the yard hasn't been repaired for two days, so I haven't done anything with the gray wall!"

Gu Yunxi's startled eyes followed the two dazzlingly turning figures, wandering back and forth, and asked in a daze:

"The two of them... always do this?"

Lu Qiange held his forehead with his hands, unable to cry or laugh:

"Forget it, I don't know each other if I don't fight, but the wall is broken again on the left, I just order my hand to repair it...":,,