Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Jiang Shaocai said: "Actually, it is not difficult to guess. Mu Wei is Madam Yan's maid. Only those men can be contacted. After pregnancy, Madam Yan did not neglect Mu Wei, instead relying on her playmate. Give your mother the best treatment in your name. This is reduced and there are not many candidates."

Yan's family is rare. Yan Yao's grandfather, Yan Cheng, is the head of the family. He has only two sons, the eldest son Yanyu and the younger son Yanji. Yanyu is Yanyao's father, and his wife is the eldest daughter of the Qing family's literary family. Yanji was not married before the Yan family's accident.

Direct males are too scarce. In order to enhance the family's strength, the Yan family will bring the children with collateral talents to the family and train them together. At that time, in addition to the direct lineage, there were also some foreign men. For example, Yan Shi was one of them.

Mu Yungui's eyes dropped, and he was silent. Jiang Shaocai suddenly looked upright and said, "I'm hungry."

His topic spanned too much, and Mu Yungui was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Did you not have enough food just now?"

"It's not that I'm not full." Jiang Shao resigned, "It's that they didn't eat at all. Their food is too unpalatable, and they don't eat Changfu."

Changfu who was just released to let the wind blow: "..."

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but didn't dare to refute it.

Jiang Shaoci's evaluation criteria for delicious food are very simple. The taste of the North is light, and his eating habits tend to be sour, bitter, and light. Jiang Shaocai definitely doesn't like it. In fact, Mu Yungui didn't eat much. If she was the only one, she would endure it, but Jiang Shaoci didn't eat well. Mu Yungui said, "Then let's cook."

Jiang Shaocai happily agreed.

When the attendant heard that Mu Yungui was about to go to the kitchen, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked: "Girl, what do you want to eat, the slave waits to order the royal dining room."

"No." Mu Yungui said, "just borrow my kitchen and use it."

When you are away from home, it is the basic operation to keep ingredients in the space. Mu Yungui only needs to find a place to cook and barbecue. Mu Yungui checked the food in the storage necklace and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Casual."

Yanjia’s kitchen is empty, clean and tidy, except for smoke and fire, let alone fresh seasonal vegetables. Mu Yungui took a look and said, "Make pastry. How about cheesecake?"

"Too dry."

"How about steamed cake?"

"It's too light."

"Where is Sesame Seed Flowing Heart Pack?"

"Too tired."

Mu Yungui raised his eyes and looked at him quietly. Is this what he calls "whatever"? Jiang Shaocai was a little embarrassed and said, "Sesame is too troublesome, it can be filled with sugar."

"No." Mu Yun rebuffed, "It's too sweet, and it's too sweet to make it in the end."

When two people disagree, they break up at once, each doing its own thing. However, Jiang Shaocai just said that it was okay to let him fight, if he really let him act, he wouldn't be able to.

Jiang Shaocai watched Mu Yungui knead the noodles proficiently, and slapped him on the back of the head next to Changfu: "Why haven't you seen it for so long?"

Chang Fu said quietly, "Obviously you can't either."

Jiang Shaocai couldn't handle the flour, but Changfu was more than enough. Seeing that Jiang Shaocai was about to pull up his sleeves to bully the puppet again, Mu Yun couldn't bear it, and said, "Don't embarrass him. There is extra noodles here. Come and pinch what you want."

After all, Jiang Shaoci is a person with strong learning ability. Before he started, he first watched how Mu Yungui moved, and then kneaded the noodles like her, and he also learned a decent appearance. After Jiang Shaocai pinched one or two, his self-confidence began to swell. He always felt that he had a good talent in cooking, but he had no chance to practice it. Jiang Shaocai soon became dissatisfied with squeezing the well-behaved sugar pericardium, but started to squeeze people with big plans.

Mu Yun's movements were light and fast, and soon bottomed out, but Jiang Shaocai's face remained in place. Mu Yungui glanced casually, saw what Jiang Shaocai was holding, and was startled: "What are you doing?"

He was lying with a colorful face in his hand, and the face was faintly visible on it, but the shape was distorted, the teeth were grinning, and the red plant paint was stained everywhere, which looked terrifying. Jiang Shaocai felt that his mouth was a bit crooked, so he added a little red paint on the other side. As expected, it looked even more terrifying.

Jiang Shaocai looked at the work in his palm, and asked curiously, "Don't you know who it is?"

When Mu Yun returned, he heard Jiang Shaocai's words and realized that it turned out to be a person. She stared for a while, it was really difficult to guess who it was from the shape, she could only tentatively ask: "Changfu?"

Chang Fu suddenly raised his edge, and his eyes flickered in protest: "I am a Grade A puppet, please respect the puppet and don't be ugly!"

Chang Fu was emotional, and Jiang Shaocai was also very disgusted: "What do I pinch it for. Can you really guess it?"

Mu Yungui looked at Jiang Shaoci's implicit expectant eyes, and turned to the face man in disbelief, "Could it be you?"

Mu Yungui and Changfu were shocked, Jiang Shaocai's perception of himself was too terrifying.

Jiang Shaocai sighed, ignoring the flour on his fingers, and lightly nodded Mu Yungui's forehead: "It's you."

Mu Yungui's face wrinkled as soon as he heard it, and she rubbed the flour on her face unhappily: "I don't look like this."

Jiang Shaocai looked down at his work, still insisting: "Although the five senses are not exactly the same, they are alike."

Mu Yun resented it so much, she stretched out her hand to grab it: "Give it to me. Let's throw this away, it's too ugly, I don't admit that this is me."

Jiang Shaocai raised his arm and stopped Mu Yungui's movement. Jiang Shaocai was higher than Mu Yungui, and he couldn't reach Mu Yungui as long as he raised his hand. Mu Yungui looked at the scarlet big mouth and had a headache, so he suddenly used light skill, and leaped gently with his toes, and leaned toward the face.

Jiang Shaocai didn't expect that she would use light work and couldn't dodge, so she was snatched away. Mu Yungui succeeded in one blow and immediately planned to retreat, but it was a pity that she had forgotten that this was not an ordinary obstacle, but a person.

Jiang Shaocai stretched out his hand and hugged her directly: "You are so successful, you actually attacked?"

Jiang Shaocai was obsessed with creation, and his hands were full of flour. He put both hands around Mu Yun's waist, and suddenly rubbed flour on her clothes. Mu Yungui exclaimed and hurriedly said, "Let go, you have soiled my clothes!"

Jiang Shaocai didn't care. He stretched out his arms to grab the things in Mu Yungui's hands. Mu Yungui bent over to avoid him, tickling and laughing: "Let go, you are not as skilled as humans, so you are embarrassed to cheat?"

Chang Fu stood on the side, seeing this scene was neither advancing nor retreating, and suddenly felt that he was extremely superfluous.

Just cook as you cook, why do you still carry private goods?

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After Mu Ce held it with one hand, his long sleeves were pressed on the hem of his clothes, layered on top of each other, luxurious and solemn. He had just returned from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and personally prepared the exercises and elixir for Mu Yungui, and later he would call people over to choose a teacher to teach. Mu Ce walked up the steps and entered the palace gate. An attendant walked quickly to Mu Ce's side and whispered softly.

After listening to Mu Ce, he was slightly startled. He had known that Mu Yungui hadn't eaten well, and on his way back, he still wanted to ask the Yushan Fang to give Mu Yungui food under some other name, but he hadn't thought of the reason, so he learned that Mu Yungui had gone to the kitchen by himself. .

Such a life-like thing is simply unimaginable in the north. Even if the food in the north is cold and elegant, it is only made into a small bite to ensure that it is dignified and graceful when it is eaten, and there is no soup or water at all. As for cooking in the kitchen, it is a fantasy. Even gentry women will not approach the kitchen, let alone the noble ladies of the Qing clan who have been served by more than a dozen people since childhood. I am afraid that only mortals can cook by themselves.

But the two people were fighting in the kitchen, and there was no gap between them. Mu Ce stopped under the eaves. He looked up at the palace lantern in front of him. Suddenly he remembered that during the Qianqiu Festival of a certain year, Mu Jia followed him to serve. She looked at the colorful ice lanterns outside and said, "Your Majesty, there are some lights ready outside. I heard that there is also a Lantern Festival in the world, called the Shangyuan Festival. That day the whole family will go out to watch the lanterns, and the trouble will not stop until dawn."

What did he say at that time? He has seen too many similar festivals, and he has no interest, and said indifferently: "What can be celebrated for mortal festivals."

She fell silent for a moment, slowly lowered her head, and said, "Your Majesty said it."

At that time, only the unfinished Zhezi, tomorrow's meeting, and her own practice were in Mu Ce's mind. She didn't notice at all, her eyes gradually dimmed.

She has been in the palace for a thousand years, and she spends most of her time with Mu Ce. She is busy in her free time and busier during festivals, and she has little time for herself throughout the year. Mu Ce once felt that she was sensible and sensible, and would never do anything in the world. It was rare for her to want to go out to watch the lanterns during the Qianqiu Festival.

Even so, just as Mu Ce showed impatience, she immediately stopped.

The palace lantern was still swaying gently in the wind, and Mu Ce was almost numb when looking at the lantern. Now, even if he wants to go out and watch the lights, that person is no longer there.

When they first learned of Mu Yungui's existence yesterday, many people were caught off guard. The in-house waiter arranged Mu Yungui's clothing and rations, and couldn't help complaining about Mu Ji's selfishness. Everyone felt that Mu Yun returned to the royal family in order to have a better life.

Mu Ce will not blame Mu Jia, but his guilt towards Mu Yungui is based on this idea. They all felt that Mu Ji had deprived Mu Yun of the emperor’s birth, but now Mu Ce realized that they were too arrogant. Perhaps, Mu Yun was growing up in an unfettered outside world, by the side of his mother who loved her wholeheartedly. , Is her best life.

Seeing that Mu Ce hadn't moved for a long time, the attendant tentatively called: "Your Majesty?"

Mu Ce returned to his senses, and quickly converged his mind. The fluctuations just now seemed to have never happened before, and he strode into the palace: "Go and check Jiang Ziyu."

The attendant was a little uncertain, and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, can you find out why he appeared next to the emperor?"

"No." Mu Ce knew where Tian Jue Island was, and he could probably guess why Jiang Shaocai was with Mu Yungui. What Mu Ce wanted to investigate was what Jiang Shao did after resigning.

After Mu Ce confessed to the attendant, the attendant retired. Mu Ce stood in the hall for a while, called for someone to come over, and said, "Call all the masters of the Emperor Pavilion."

Xue Yiwei took the order and was about to leave when a beautifully dressed maid walked towards him. Xueyiwei saw the opponent and bowed slightly to get away.

The maid looked a little old, but her eyebrows were still delicate and beautiful. She saluted Mu Ce, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is pleased."

The queen mother is Mu Ce's biological mother, and the relationship between the two is very cold, but Mu Ce has to give this face when she speaks. When he went to Changle Palace, when he was outside the palace gate, he happened to meet Mu Siyao coming out of it.

When Mu Siyao saw Mu Ce, she raised her hand to bow, with an elegant and dignified posture, and meticulous: "Meet Uncle Wang."

Since Mu Yun's return, Mu Ce has focused on his daughter. At this moment, seeing Mu Siyao, his expression is a bit solemn. He nodded slightly, and it was rare that he went straight in without asking Mu Siyao.

This has never happened before. Mu Ce regards Mu Siyao as his successor. Every time he meets, he must question his homework and practice. Today, he didn't say a word.

The maid beside Mu Siyao frowned and couldn't help but leaned into Mu Siyao's ear and said: "The princess, I heard that your majesty picked up a woman yesterday, her identity seems to be unusual. You have to plan early."

Hearing this, Mu Siyao didn't move the slightest expression on his face, and said quietly: "Uncle Wang has his own charter for this matter, let's do your own thing first."

The maid was embarrassed by Mu Siyao's words, and quickly lowered her head: "Yes, the slave and maid overstepped, and the princess forgive me."

Mu Siyao glanced at Changle Palace and walked out calmly. Mu Ce hid the person tightly, but Mu Siyao knew who that woman was.

They had seen it as early as when Wuji sent Guxu City. At that time, Mu Siyao felt familiar, as expected.

meet again.

In Changle Palace, the Queen Mother was already waiting. Mu Ce saluted the Empress Dowager Mu, who saw her and called him up. The two of them are like people on the stage, performing the most standard etiquette, but there is no feeling between the words.

Queen Mother Mu knew that Mu Ce was impatient to listen, so she didn't go around in circles, she said straightforwardly: "I heard that you found a woman yesterday, why didn't you bring it into the palace?"

"What does the queen mother want to see?" Mu Ce lowered his eyes slightly in a respectful gesture, but his tone was not polite. "You don't need to check, her mother is Geng Jia and has mortal blood. You always disagreed with Geng Jia, now Her daughter is back, what are you going to do again?"

Queen Mother Mu squeezed her fingers tightly, clutching the handrails tightly, her pampered long nails turned white: "Are you still resenting me?"

In fact, the palace knew it well. Seeing that the Yan family had been loyal to the first emperor for many years, and Dafang was dead again, the Queen Mother turned a blind eye to the hypothetical Yao in the palace. Unexpectedly, Mu Ce actually proposed to marry the fake.

No concubine under the Qing clan, and no slave under the noble clan. It is hypothesized that Yao is a descendant of the mortal clan and outsiders. Even if her biological father is a family member, it cannot hide her low bloodliness. Such a person doesn't even have a position, and Mu Ce actually wants to marry her. The Empress Dowager Mu resolutely opposed, and the relationship between Mu Ce and the Empress Dowager Mu was tense. In the end, Hypothesis Yao disappeared, and everyone was happy.

Naturally, this is what the Empress Dowager Mu thinks.

Mu Ce didn't speak, but his attitude was clear. Queen Mother Mu angrily said: "You actually hate me for a woman? She is a humble mortal mixed race, and she is not even worthy of the surname of the family. You should marry such a woman as a true wife. What do you make of other families? Look at us, how will the royal family serve the public in the future?"

Hearing this, Mu Ce couldn't help but sneered: "She never thought about Guan Yan's family name. After she disappeared, she named herself Mu Jia, and the child followed her as Mu. She never cared about the things you care about. Since my mother only wants blood inheritance, it doesn't matter what I like, then why should I marry, just pick someone who can inherit blood."

"You!" Empress Mu made a shot and stood up with anger. That's what Mu Ce said when Mu Jia disappeared twenty years ago. It happened that Mu Siyao was born, and Mu Ce took Mu Siyao into the palace and trained him as an emperor. At that time, the Queen Mother thought that Mu Ce was angry. How could he not marry a wife in his prime? But Mu Ce really never wanted to marry a woman again.

Queen Mother Mu finally realized that he was serious. The Queen Mother took a heavy breath. After a while, she sat back on her seat and sighed almost as if giving up, "Find some time and take that child into the palace."