When Li Chengqian finished cooking the rice porridge and went to Old Uncle Hong's house next door to ask Wang Zi'an to eat, Wang Zi'an was holding a small teapot with his hands on his hips and looking proudly at Old Uncle Hong opposite, scratching his head and ears.
"Stop struggling, surrender, Old Uncle Hong, you have no way out - haha, two five-star streaks, you can't stop it -"
Looking at the dense black and white Go chess pieces on the chessboard, Li Chengqian couldn't help but take a breath, and looked at Old Uncle Hong with respect.
As expected, birds of a feather flock together, and I never expected that even my neighbor, a carpenter, could have such a profound chess skill.
How could he kill someone as tall as his husband to such an extent.
How terrible, how terrible!
Opposite me, Old Uncle Hong threw the chess pieces on the chessboard with a look of dissatisfaction and stood up on his knees. While rubbing his waist, he turned back to greet Li Chengqian.
"It's just a fluke that I won a game, what's there to be proud of - no more playing, no more playing, eat, eat - Xiao Mingzi, you and Zian can stay and eat together at uncle's place..."
Hearing this, Uncle Hong's wife also poked her head out of the kitchen.
"Zian, Xiao Ming, please stay here tonight. I'll give you two side dishes, and you can have a drink together..."
Li Chengqian:......
He was a little uncomfortable with this kind of simple and warm greeting and didn't know how to refuse.
"Forget it, Auntie, let's talk next time, I've already done everything -"
Wang Zi'an said as he strolled out.
Li Chengqian originally wanted to take a closer look at the Go situation, so when he saw this, he quickly stepped out and followed.
Then, before he even walked out of the yard, he heard Uncle Hong show off from behind to Aunt Hong who had just brought a bowl to the table.
"I thought how difficult it would be for those noble people who studied and became officials to play Go. I didn't expect it to be so simple - you see, old man, I have been inseparable from this brat Zian in just three months - it's very simple, It’s very simple…”
When Li Chengqian heard this, he staggered and looked back at Old Uncle Hong with a horrified look on his face. His heart was overturned and he was inexplicably shocked.
Well, I thought you were ordinary, but I didn't expect you to be a genius!
"Sir, I never thought that this old Uncle Hong would be such an amazing chess genius——"
As soon as he got out of the hospital, Li Chengqian couldn't help but exclaimed.
Prince An raised the small teapot in his hand and threw it away carelessly.
"He's a genius, but he's just--"
Li Chengqian:......
Forget it, forget it, among this evil Mr. myself, who else can be called a genius?
+3 respect for my husband!
When he returned home, he saw Mr. Sun Simiao alone. Wang Zi An inquired and found out that the Taoist sect was going to hold a conference at Xuandu Temple recently. As a famous monk in Wudang, Wang He was dragged to give a sermon by a group of Taoist priests from Xuandu Temple. It will take a few days to come back.
Wang Zi'an nodded casually and invited everyone to eat without asking any more questions.
Instead, he took the opportunity to comment on the pros and cons of the rice porridge Li Chengqian cooked today and made a few remarks.
Although rice porridge is the simplest, if you want to make it just right and keep the taste and nutrition at its peak, it is very particular. It is not just a matter of talking about it. You must explore and practice it yourself for a period of time.
After this is cooked, we can talk about making other soups.
"Filial piety comes first. Children who want to please their parents do not necessarily have to be outstanding, but they must be filial and kind. If you have learned this soup, go back and cook a portion for your parents and let them try it. ——”
Li Chengqian paused slightly when he heard this, with a thoughtful look on his face.
The prince stopped talking and didn't say much.
If you've reached this point and still don't understand this thing, then it's just a stick, and there's really no need to help.
By the time we finished eating and put away the dishes, it was almost dark.
Outside the house, the north wind is getting stronger and the chill is getting more and more pressing.
Li Chengqian respectfully said goodbye and went out, driving the carriage back alone. Where he couldn't see, a group of guards in black followed quietly.
After all, this is the Prince of the Eastern Palace, the foundation of the country, and security issues cannot be taken lightly. Although Li Shimin sternly warned Li Chengqian not to allow him to bring his own bodyguards, he secretly arranged for him to have the most elite personnel from Baiqisi to accompany him as guards, just in case.
Ever since Li Chengqian started running to him every day, this area of the village has been incredibly healed. Even some urban foxes, rats, and thieves have disappeared.
Prince An knew this well and pretended not to know. How could he really expect others to leave the prince here and ignore him.
This is all understandable.
Looking at the darkening sky, Wang Zian stood up, closed the door, and lit two candles.
Wang Zi'an, who was accustomed to electric lights, was still not used to the dim lights of the Tang Dynasty. However, without the hustle and bustle of bright lights in later generations, this small candle and weak light made his heart very quiet.
Especially now, I still have books in my hands. Although it is paradoxical compared to the memory of the previous life, it has a different taste.
Mr. Sun Simiao, holding a stack of manuscripts, was carefully reviewing and proofreading them. Occasionally he would raise his head to discuss a few words with Wang Zi'an. Wang Zi'an would also answer them carefully one by one, and sometimes even expand on them to provide Sun Simiao with several new ideas and treatment methods. Every time at this time, Sun Simiao would feel great relief and write it down happily.
I was preparing to take it to Taiyuan Hospital to discuss with colleagues the next day, verify it, and then write it into the textbook.
Seeing that it was already eight or nine o'clock in the future, Wang Zi'an filled a basin of hot water and was about to wash his feet and go to bed when he suddenly heard a clear knock on the door.
He couldn't help but frown slightly. Unlike his previous life, in this era when there was almost no nightlife, at this point, everyone basically went to bed early.
It's a little unusual to have visitors so late at night.
He shook his head, put on his cotton coat, opened the door and walked out.
It has been a long time since he made this thing. He usually wears it at home to get addicted to it, recalling his life on duty in his previous life, but he has never worn it out.
People have traveled through time, so there is really no need to be unconventional in such small details of life and attract unnecessary attention.
Looking at Wang Ke, who was covered in mud and in a state of embarrassment, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but be slightly startled, then a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly opened the door and got out of the way.
"Why are you here now, Third Uncle? Come in and sit down -"
Unlike Wang Kui, who has been out for five servers, this Wang Ke is a cousin of his predecessor's father. In Wangwa Village, he can be regarded as the closest person by blood.
You suddenly appeared here so late today. Could it be that you encountered some difficulties?
PS: Three updates will be resumed today, starting with two chapters. The third chapter is estimated to be around 11:30.
