The two brothers and sisters chatted and ate a lot of dinner. Yang Xiankang couldn't help but loosen his belt a little.
"Is it okay if you haven't eaten in the past few days?" Yang Xianrong asked, "Master Mao doesn't care about food anymore?"
"No. I haven't been busy patrolling all over Luoyang these days, for fear that there might be someone suspicious." Yang Xiankang sighed, "Sima Lun was too careful, and there was no trouble. Besides, you know the people are also They are all forgetful. The incident about your Feng Luan fire was long forgotten. Now that Sima Ying's two brides have died, even though it has only been a few days, no one has mentioned it. They say it is a cruel thing. I am now I really feel it.”
"That's it, look at the families of those beauties who were having a life-and-death quarrel before, and now they have all disappeared after taking some gold." Yang Xianrong suddenly thought of the dead beauties of Sima Zhong and sighed quietly. A sound.
Mentioning this, Yang Xiankang suddenly became serious. He stood up from the small table on the side, walked to Yang Xianrong, and asked quietly while holding a cup of hot tea: "You let those concubines They all take turns going to the emperor, what’s going on?”
"Isn't this good?" Yang Xianrong also looked around. Cuixi and Lanxiang both packed up the food boxes with leftovers and went out. They were the only two people in the room.
"Ahem, third sister, let me ask you a question." Yang Xiankang suddenly became nervous, "What... my mother sent me a message alone, asking me to ask you, did you sleep well? Ahem cough……"
"What does this mean?" Yang Xianrong didn't react for a while, but when he saw Yang Xiankang lowered his head and looked at the red dates and peanuts in the fruit plate on the table, he understood instantly. "It's just once, but it should be okay. Lan Xiang served me well."
"Okay." Yang Xiankang immediately shut up.
Yang Xianrong laughed and pushed the plate of red dates to him, "Eat more to replenish your qi and blood."
"No, no, I'm fine." Yang Xiankang actually hid, "You women should eat more."
"Eat them all." Yang Xianrong smiled a little weirdly, and just looked at Yang Xiankang, "If mother is here, she should understand what I mean. Anyway, this is good now, I have to go to the emperor every day Go and have a look, and then come back after arranging things between him and the concubines. I think he is very happy. Then Lian'er and I can have a good sleep. No one said that the queen is jealous recently, right?"
"...That's true." Yang Xiankang scratched his head, "Well, you can make up your own mind. Just call me when you need me. Anyway, at least I'm still in Luoyang."
"I know." It seemed that it was not easy to talk about such a topic with the brother who was closest to him, not to mention that Lan Xiang had already walked in at this time and said softly: "Girl, Mr. Zhang said that Liu Meiren is staying at Zhengzheng today." Yang Palace is not prepared to avoid Zitang."
"Yes." Yang Xianrong nodded, "Let's reward her with one or two gold from our side as usual."
"Yes." Lan Xiang lowered his head and retreated.
"Actually, talking about this, I remembered something." Yang Xianrong looked at his second brother, "Do you remember that the charity manager of Tai'an County Grandma said that she needs some medicinal materials every winter? This year it seems Not ready yet?"
"I've prepared some, but I'm still short of some medicinal materials. I thought I'd wait until it's not too busy in two days, so I'll buy them. But there isn't much stock left in Luoyang, so I have to go check out a few big cities around it."
"You can let Brother Liu go. He should be fine these days."
"You have arranged everything for me." Yang Xiankang laughed, "Brother Liu is also very busy. When I went back yesterday, I saw him practicing. Every move is very solid. It seems that they are all I’ve been practicing since I was little.”
"So, do you believe that he is just the adopted son of a big businessman?" Yang Xianrong's voice lowered a lot, "When I went to Qingyang County with him, I felt that he looked at Liu Gu and Liu Sheng …I don’t think it’s very good either, but he’s not a domestic slave brother, but he looks a bit like Zhao Zhuo talking to other military guards… Maybe it’s my misunderstanding.”
"If you say that, it seems to be true." Yang Xiangkang also whispered a lot, "I have seen Brother Liu training Liu Gu before, actually quite a long time ago, saying that he did not obey orders and bought privately. I bought some well salt and so on. The well salt in Luoyang is cheaper, but it is quite expensive in Xiangyang. This big brother has said it before."
"You can reply to eldest brother and father for me. In addition to everything being fine, you can also ask eldest brother about what delicious food and fun things there are in Xiangyang... However, eldest brother's rigid character should not I'm going out to play. Then write about the big businessmen, big families, etc. there..."
"Okay, I understand." Yang Xiankang blinked and smiled, "Next time, let me bring you some delicious food."
"Hey..." Yang Xianrong glanced at him and said nothing. He probably couldn't say a lot more clearly, so let's leave it at that.
Two days later, the atmosphere of the Lantern Festival has become much more intense, the weather has become warmer, and even the eager spring flowers have sprouted new green buds, which makes people feel a lot happier.
Sima Zhong was still lying in bed and was too lazy to get up, but his appetite had improved a lot, so Zhang Du had to ask the people in the imperial dining room to cook him delicious food in different ways.
"Yang Mieme, can you stop drinking those medicinal soups? It's so annoying." Sima Zhong frowned as he watched Yang Xianrong bring in another large bowl of dark medicinal soup.
"How can you do it without drinking?" Yang Xianrong was not polite at all, "After drinking, you will have the strength to eat more, right?"
"Hey, it seems to be the same." Sima Zhong was really easy to deceive, and he believed it and drank up the medicine in one breath, "I want to eat plum pancakes."
"What kind of plum pancakes? How many do I have here?" Yang Xianrong wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief and also wiped his fat hands.
"Yours is not delicious." Sima Zhong shook his head, "Actually, the plum pancake that that bitch ate before was still delicious."
When Sima Zhong mentioned Jian Nanfeng, Zhang Du frowned again, "Your Majesty, how can you mention that woman again?"
"Isn't this in the house? It's okay." Sima Zhong chuckled, "Let's whisper, she is quite good at eating. There are many delicious foods, which are better than those of Yang Bie. She eats better It’s too bland, except that the barbecue is delicious, and nothing else is good.”
"Oh." Yang Xianrong's little face drooped, "Then I won't bring food to the emperor from now on. You can think of something yourself."
"Hey, hey, Yang Bie is angry." Sima Zhong smiled widely, looking at Yang Xianrong's little face, he was a little dazed, and then said, "What if I let you out of the palace?"
