"Jiang Wan, can you make one more serving?"
Cheng Jin was so greedy and Jiang Wan was so good at cooking that every time he ate something she cooked, he couldn't eat anything else for several days.
"What are you doing!"
Mrs. Cheng patted her son silently and said, "This is medicinal food. Why are you just making fun of it?"
"Sister-in-law, let's go out and talk."
Uncle Cheng disliked everyone for disturbing his wife, so he suggested going out.
Jiang Wan felt uncomfortable and said goodbye, which made Mrs. Cheng very depressed.
After going out, he also scolded Cheng's father severely.
"It's all my fault that you went after those people in the backyard and came to you for every little thing, which made us almost offend someone."
Cheng's father was told that he didn't understand why, and when he saw Cheng Jin's gloating eyes, he almost died on the spot.
However, their family was complicated, so Jiang Wan didn't stay long and went directly back to her own house.
"Woody."
She summoned Mu Xiang, who had been tested by Jiang Wan several times and realized her shortcomings.
Every day I go out with Lv Shui to finish working on the shop and come back still studying diligently.
"Master."
Mu Xiang is small but has bright eyes, "Do you have any instructions for me?"
"I'll teach you how to make some medicinal dishes."
Jiang Wan glanced at Lv Shui and Qiu Yan beside him, "If you want to learn, just learn together.
But I plan to open a medicinal food shop, and Mu Xiang will be managed by you. "
"Okay, Master!"
Mu Xiang's face flushed with excitement, and Jiang Wan looked at Lv Shui, who was a little disappointed.
"Lv Shui, I'll leave it to you to take care of the new Yishengtang."
"Thank you girl!"
Lv Shui was also extremely excited. She couldn't wait to be as powerful as Sister Qiuniang on her own.
On this day, Jiang Wan spent most of her time in the kitchen. Qiu Yan and Mu Xiang had good talents in cooking, and they quickly learned 70% to 80%.
Lv Shui, on the other hand, was not very talented in this area. She was so angry that she almost stayed up all night to read.
After being discovered by Jiang Wan, he rested peacefully.
Jiang Wan is so busy these days that she goes back to space to study prosthetic limbs at night.
I do some skin care products from time to time, which makes me feel dizzy.
Soon the day came when the new emperor ascended the throne. His Highness the Eighth Prince hoped that Jiang Wan would appear, and Jiang Wan naturally would not shy away from it.
The clothes Song Jiuli sent personally were no worse than the clothes of the destined wife.
Jiang Wan looked more noble after wearing it, and Lv Shui put a lot of jewelry on her head.
"A little heavy."
Jiang Wan muttered a few words. This jewelry is nice to look at, but it's not very convenient.
"The girl is so beautiful."
Lv Shui looked at Jiang Wan in the mirror very proudly. Such a beautiful girl looked like a fairy.
"Girl, the prince is here."
Qiu Yan came in from outside and put a coat on Jiang Wan.
It's been a while since I returned to Kyoto. The weather outside is cold and it's likely to snow in a few days.
She put on her boots and trotted outside. Thinking that Song Jiuyuan was waiting for her, she felt a little excited.
There was a figure standing at the door of Jiang Mansion. Seeing Jiang Wan coming out, Song Jiuyuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Song Jiuyuan."
Jiang Wan threw herself into his arms, and Song Jiuyuan caught her skillfully with his big hands and a mellow voice.
"Let's go."
He had a reserved temperament and could not say sweet words, but those eyes gave Jiang Wan the illusion of being as affectionate as looking at a dog.
Song Jiuyuan helped Jiang Wan get into the carriage. The carriage was still unable to move in the palace, so after arriving at the palace, Jiang Wan could only walk with Song Jiuyuan.
Compared to before, there were fewer people in the palace that Jiang Wan hated.
Now when people in Kyoto see Jiang Wan, no one dares to provoke her.
"Follow me later."
Song Jiuyuan put Jiang Wan's hand on his arm, and there were many people coming and going in the palace.
Because the late emperor passed away, even if the new emperor ascended the throne, the palace would not dare to be too festive.
When Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan arrived, all the civil and military officials were already in place, and the Queen Mother stood there with a cold face.
Her expression was not too good. After all, the life of the grandson she valued most could not be saved, and the one who sat on the throne was not her favorite grandson.
When she caught a glimpse of Jiang Wan coming in, the Queen Mother looked at her with vague hatred.
The queen is not here, and the concubines in the harem are not qualified to appear on such an occasion.
The enthronement ceremony was majestic and complicated. Jiang Wan stood on the territory of the Song family. Song Jiuli and Song Jiuchi, who were usually noisy, said nothing.
Everyone listened solemnly as the elders of the royal family read the memorial inscriptions.
First, I want to pay tribute to the late emperor for his contributions during his reign over the years.
Jiang Wan felt drowsy after hearing this.
"Lean on me."
Song Jiuyuan's voice was very soft. He gently supported Jiang Wan with his big hands and covered Jiang Wan's troubled figure with his broad voice.
"Um."
Jiang Wan studied all night last night and made some progress on the prosthesis. Now she is very sleepy.
She tried to reduce her presence as much as possible, lowered her head and let her eyes rest for a while.
About half an hour later, the most sacred moment of ascending to the throne entered.
His Highness the Eighth Prince walked to the altar alone and kowtowed to the ancestors.
When the solemn bell rang, Jiang Wan's chaotic mind became a little clearer.
She stood up straighter, raised her head slightly and saw a young boy wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, walking towards the high altar step by step.
"Song Jiuyuan, have you noticed something is wrong with the Queen Mother's expression?"
The distance was a bit far, and Jiang Wan couldn't see clearly. It was obvious that the Queen Mother's eyes seemed to be filled with resentment.
"It doesn't matter, I'm here."
Song Jiuyuan gently patted Jiang Wan's shoulder to comfort her. Everyone held their breath and nervously watched the Eighth Prince arrive at the altar.
At this moment, he held the incense in his hand, kowtowed very seriously, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner devoutly.
When he turned around, he could just see the people below.
"Greetings to my emperor, long live my emperor!"
"Greetings to my emperor, long live my emperor!"
"Greetings to my emperor, long live my emperor!"
"..."
Everyone knelt on the ground and surrendered at his feet. At this moment, the Eighth Prince seemed to finally understand the meaning of stepping into this position despite the bloody battles between his brothers.
He wanted to live and live better. From then on, he was the emperor of Dafeng!
Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan also knelt down. Their knees hurt a little. Jiang Wan complained silently in her heart.
The new emperor looked at this beautiful scene and raised his hand slightly, "My beloved..."
Boom boom boom...
At this moment, a roaring sound suddenly sounded in the sky where the sun was shining brightly, and crows were circling in the sky.
Wow wow wow...
The rough voice reached everyone's ears clearly, and the emperor's heart sank.
It seems that today's ascension to the throne cannot be too smooth after all.
Jiang Wan gently squeezed Song Jiuyuan's palm and said, "Some people, if you give them a chance to live a good life, they will rush to seek death."
"Very good, just get rid of the root cause."
Song Jiuyuan curled his lips evilly, almost predicting everyone's reaction.
However, what they didn't expect was that the first person to speak was the Queen Mother.
"This...this is because our ancestors did not agree to let Xiaoba ascend the throne!"
