Since Guan Hetai met the geniuses of various countries, Jiang Wang has not used the Sword Discussing Platform so frequently.
Because the significance of actual combat has become much smaller, it does not mean that there are no opponents worthy of fighting at the inner government level in the illusory realm.
But in the Taixu illusion, many people hide their strength, including Jiang Wang himself. Even if they are in the top ten, the overall level is not comparable to the level of the Yellow River Club.
Only a few people, including Ning Jianke, still have the potential to fight.
Once upon a time, he was tortured in the sword discussion platform and suffered various blows. Now he draws his sword and looks around, and he can actually say that there is no one in the same realm who can fight!
For Jiang Wang's journey in Taixu Illusion, it can be regarded as a milestone event.
There was less practice on the sword discussion platform, and naturally more practice in other aspects.
Taoism, swordsmanship, conditioning of isolated islands in the world, exploration of the fourth inner palace...
You will definitely encounter masters in the blessed land challenge, but the next round of challenge will have to wait until August 15th.
On July 15th, he was still on his way back to Qi State and did not participate in the blessed land challenge.
Now it has fallen to Luluo Mountain, which ranks forty-sixth. As for the 360 points of monthly income and the wealthy Jiang, he no longer cares very much.
Another night was spent in practice.
After finishing morning classes, it was already bright.
Butler Xie Ping knocked on the door gently outside, reminding him that it was time to leave for Changle Palace.
Jiang Wang silently calmed down the Dao Yuan wandering in the Tongtian Palace, recovered the Soul Hidden Snake traveling in the fourth inner palace, then stood up and pushed the door open.
Being listed as a candidate by Chong Xuan Sheng, Xie Ping is more than enough to manage a viscount's house. Especially Lord Jiang is alone and has no messy relationships to take care of.
When Jiang Wang walked out, the sedan chair was already ready.
The prince invited him formally and handed him a letter. Naturally, Jiang Wang couldn't walk up to the door so arrogantly. Now that he is a third-rank official, he still needs to talk about etiquette.
Of course, if it really comes down to etiquette, when he goes to the prince's door this time, he shouldn't go empty-handed. He should always prepare a gift. When you go to Changle Palace, you can't buy ordinary things, so you have to spend some money on Daoyuan Stone...
At this stage, it is natural for a man to be informal.
I think the prince is kind and generous, so he doesn't care about these vulgar etiquette!
The sedan landed in front of Changle Palace, and Xie Ping took Jiang Wang's famous assassin and knocked on the door.
Yes, now that he lives in his own house, there is little human contact, so Jiang Wang also has his own reputation.
A thin post with four columns of small characters from the left: Daqi Qingyang Town, third-grade golden melon warrior, fourth-grade Qingpai head catcher, the best inner palace in the world.
Finally, there are two big characters in the middle, saying, "Jiang Wang".
Wherever this thorn is taken, it is always somewhat thin.
Since the prince took the initiative to invite him, the people from Changle Palace would not neglect him and even walked a few steps to the sedan chair to greet him.
Jiang Wang got off the sedan in style and walked inside empty-handed.
The general manager of Changle Palace welcomed Wu Fu, the eunuch who was on his way. After greeting Jiang Wang warmly, he led Jiang Wang into Changle Palace and couldn't help but look back.
Only Xie Ping with a smile on his face and two temporarily hired bearers were seen.
Only then did he confirm that Qingyangzi really came to the door empty-handed.
This is too stingy!
When he went to Qingyangzi's house to deliver the invitation, he also gave him a jade pen holder!
But he said nothing on his face and led Jiang Wang straight to the dining room.
What does it mean to meet in the dining room? Could it be that the prince wants to tell me the truth of "governing a big country is like cooking small dishes"?
I don’t care how you govern the country.
Whether you can cure it or not is a matter of debate.
Jiang Wangzheng was a little puzzled when Jiang Wuhua happened to come out from the inner room. While wiping his hands with a white handkerchief, he walked out and looked at Jiang Wang with a smile: "Gu said Qingyangzi should arrive now."
Very kind and natural.
He casually handed the handkerchief to the little eunuch who was following suit next to him. He stretched out his hand and said, "Please take a seat. The porridge will be ready soon."
Porridge?
You specially called me to Changle Palace to drink porridge?
Jiang Wang sat down in front of the dining table in confusion and said politely: "Your Highness, you're welcome."
Jiang Wuhua sat down cross-legged in front of the food table opposite him, and said casually: "It's not easy for people to have an appetite when they wake up in the morning. Porridge is just right, nourishing the stomach and making you feel comfortable."
Jiang Wang didn't know what he meant by this. He also went from an ordinary boy to extraordinary step by step. Of course, he was no stranger to the lives of ordinary people. He just said: "That's true. I used to drink porridge in the morning."
Wu Fu, the eunuch in charge of Changle Palace on the side, said very considerately: "His Royal Highness has done this for you personally."
"Oh?" Jiang Wang smiled confidently: "Then I have to give it a try."
Compared with his younger brothers and sisters, Jiang Wuhua's appearance is not outstanding, but he is simple, kind and not aggressive, so he is not so distant, making it easy for people to get close to him.
At this moment, he smiled and said: "Is Qingyangzi also easy to cook?"
Jiang Wang said modestly: "I can't say I like him very much, but I know a little bit about him."
Jiang Wuhua smiled more naturally: "I wonder what you are good at?"
Jiang Wang is confident and calm: "I know a little bit about steaming, boiling, and baking."
Jiang Wuhua wanted to let Jiang Wang try his craft now, but considering that it was his first time to invite someone to cook, it would be a bit disrespectful, so he could only hold back for the time being.
He laughed loudly and said: "Food is the most important thing for the people. Qingyangzi is gifted and talented, but he can still devote his love to cooking, hold up the sky, and swallow fireworks. He is the same person as Gu Zheng!"
"Uh." Jiang Wang immediately looked around and said, "I wonder what kind of porridge your highness is cooking?"
Jiang Wuhua's smile did not change and he only looked to the side.
It happened that two little eunuchs were about to come out, each holding a wooden food tray. On the food plate, there is a sapphire bowl, a pair of ivory chopsticks, and a white jade spoon.
The aroma lingers.
Jiang Wuhua asked first: "Have you given it to the Crown Princess?"
"It has been sent first," the little eunuch replied.
Jiang Wuhua turned around, smiled at Jiang Wang and said, "This 'Flowing Snow and Night Star Porridge' is top-grade porridge and very nutritious. Qingyangzi, you must try two more bowls."
Jiang Wang often "helps" An An taste things. Jiang Wang still has some experience in tasting delicious food.
Especially the name sounded very stylish and made his index finger twitch.
Wait for the little eunuch to squat down and put the food plate on the table.
He took a closer look and felt immediately cheated.
Isn’t this just preserved egg and lean meat porridge? ?
The white porridge is like runny snow, the preserved eggs are like broken leaves, and the minced meat is like sprinkles? hehe……
Is this "Prince's Good Cooking"?
I can fuck me too!
Jiang Wuhua seemed to hear his thoughts and said with a smile: "You might as well have a taste!"
Of course Jiang Wang would not say what was in his heart, and said politely: "It looks delicious!"
Jiang Wuhua's smile suddenly stiffened. He knew exactly what the porridge looked like. Qingyangzi's polite words sounded like mockery...
Over there, Jiang Wang had already taken the white jade spoon. As if he was afraid that he would choke to death, he gently scooped out a small amount and put it into his mouth hesitantly.
Jiang Wuhua's Qi nourishing skills were very good, but the corner of his mouth twitched. He smiled and asked, "How?"
Jiang Wang failed to respond immediately.
The moment the porridge enters the mouth, it seems to turn into a line of ice, falling from the throat to the stomach, cooling and refreshing all the way.
When it fell to the end, it ignited into a line of fire, rising from the stomach. The warm feeling rolled all the way up to my throat and went straight to the sky!
In an instant.
In my mind, the sky is full of snow, the night is broken, and the stars are dotted like a dream.
It turns out that this is the origin of the name "Liu Xue Sui Ye Dian Xing Porridge"!
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