"There really is something different." A cool air with a light and slightly sweet fragrance came out from the clay pot. Huang Yueying saw the things inside, and turned to the maid beside her and said, "Go, get a spoon and some Here comes the bowl."
After the spoon and bowl were brought over, Huang Yueying dug out the yellow-white paste from the clay pot, put it in her mouth and took a sip. Her eyes lit up and she nodded approvingly: "The fruit is delicious." She handed the spoon to Zheng Zheng. Zhang Xing looked at it eagerly and warned at the same time, "Don't eat too much, or you may get abdominal pain."
Zhang Xing took the spoon and immediately put it into his mouth. He couldn't bear the cold, so he opened it and took it out, smashed his mouth, then took another small bite and narrowed his eyes. It was ice-cold, sweet and smooth. It’s so delicious!
Here, Huang Yueying asked someone to bring two spoons and bowls, divided them into three parts, then pushed one of them in front of Xiahou, and said to Xiahou, "Try it. This Feng Xiaolangjun is not on the right path. These are quite positive things to eat." After saying that, he handed the smaller portion to Zhang Xing.
"This food..." Xiahou took a bite and was surprised to find that it was really delicious. "It doesn't look like cheese or ice. How it is made is really clever."
"Who knows?" Huang Yueying also took a bite, "I guess it was made by his master's secret method."
Xiahoushi hesitated for a moment, and then asked carefully: "Is Feng Langjun really a member of the mountain sect?"
Huang Yueying pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "It can't be wrong. A Lang and General Zhao have confirmed it, and the boy himself has admitted it. It's a pity that he has a lazy temper. When A Lang met him that day, he found that his conversation was extraordinary. And, his knowledge is even more extraordinary. At that time, he was promised a position in the army, but I didn't expect that he would rather farm in the countryside than be an official. I went to see him some time ago, and I said that he was just a man. I have learned the art of Yi Ya and farming, but I have never learned the art of strategy. I guess it will make my Alang give up completely. For this reason, Alang even lost his temper, saying that he was too young to be slippery. I don’t know where all these exquisite thoughts come from.”
Xiahou nodded and agreed: "I heard that this boy is only sixteen or seventeen years old, so it is rare to be so lazy." As he said that, he glanced thoughtfully at Zhang Xing, who was engrossed in eating.
Xiahou didn't go out for a long time. In the past two years, news from the outside world basically came to her from others. She heard the name Feng Langjun so many times these days. First, his son Zhang Bao was out of service and came back to scold people several times, saying that this son was a clever talker. Later, it happened that this son gave his family a technique that was said to be unheralded in his master's sect. Finally, his second son and daughter went to see him once with the Prime Minister's wife. After they came back, their respective opinions were different. My daughter never forgot the food there, but my son Zhang Shao said that Feng Langjun was very talented in literature. This Feng Xiaolangjun is really hard to see.
"You have met him in person, but you don't know how to evaluate him?"
"There is a lack of progress." Huang Yueying put down the bowl and thought for a while, "General young men at this age all want to make contributions and do something in their careers. Unlike this boy, he seems to have seen through the world and has no desire for fame. Nothing."
"Everyone has his own ambitions. Maybe what his master learned was to teach him how to stand in troubled times. It's also unclear what kind of fame he wanted him to gain." Xiahou is a virtuous person by nature. He comes from the Xiahou family and has met many people. The person she married was Zhang Fei, who was famous all over the world. From north to south, from east to west, I had never seen anything, or at least I had heard of it. Once you have seen through it, you will naturally no longer look at the surface like ordinary women.
She thought it was enough to have a daughter as a queen and a son as a prince. The second son is more stable. As a civil servant, he doesn't have to go to the battlefield and doesn't have to worry so much. As for the second daughter, it doesn't matter if the family he marries is not prestigious, but it is good if he just wants peace. So I appreciate people like Feng Yong more.
"My sister is right. I have thought about this. I just feel that it is a pity that he has the skills he learned from his master."
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The two talked for a while, and Huang Yueying stood up to leave, saying that there was still a jar of ice cream in the house, and she was afraid it would go bad after a while, so she had to go back and give it to the prime minister.
At this time, someone from the palace happened to come to report that the queen missed the young lady and wanted to take the young lady to the palace to play.
Zhang Xing looked at the unfinished ice cheese and pouted. She just dug in bit by bit and was reluctant to eat it all at once, so she hasn't finished it yet.
"Mom, I don't want to go to the palace, I want to eat ice cream." Zhang Xing acted coquettishly towards Xiahou.
Xiahou wiped the milk stains from the corner of her mouth and refused: "This can't be done. Eat quickly and go as soon as you're done. Don't keep your sister waiting for a long time. If you want to eat, I'll call you Brother Zhao another day. Bring some more back.”
I heard that Zhao Guang is hanging out with Feng Langjun today. It shouldn't be difficult to get this food.
Zhang Xing nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and then said, "Mom, I want to go to Fengzhuang with Brother Zhao to play. Is that okay?"
"Didn't you like to play in the palace before? Why do you want to go to Fengzhuang again?"
"The emperor's brother-in-law is not fun. The prime minister forces him to read every day, but he can't play with me like before."
"Don't talk nonsense. My brother-in-law is naturally good. He is the emperor, so he must study hard and become a good emperor in the future."
"That's not as good as Feng Langjun. Feng Langjun's food is delicious and his speech is nice."
"What's a nice way to sound it?"
"It means that I am, um," Zhang Xing pressed his lips with his index finger, thought for a while, and then said, "I am a graceful and shy girl, with no worries in the years..." This sentence was a compliment to her, and she could remember it well. Yes, she later specifically asked her second brother and memorized these words, "Brother-in-law can't say such things."
"You are a little girl, do you feel ashamed to praise yourself? I usually teach you how to read, but you don't have such a memory." Xiahou patted her on the head in an angry and funny manner.
Here Huang Yueying returned to the house and went straight to the backyard. She saw Zhuge Liang sitting leisurely in the pavilion playing chess alone. There was a bowl beside the chessboard, and the bowl was filled with the ice cream that had just been delivered.
He looked up and saw Huang Yueying coming over, with a smile on his mature and handsome face: "Xijun is back home? Sit down, how about some ice cream? Although that kid's character is not very good, he does good food."
Huang Yueying sat across from him and shook her head gently when she heard the words: "I have already tasted it at Zhang's house. Although this food is delicious and can relieve the heat, it is too cold after all. Excessive consumption is not suitable for health. Just stop in moderation. .”
"What Mr. Xi said makes sense. It's just that all Li understand this truth, but few can control themselves. Seeing how delicious this food is, I couldn't help but eat some more. There is still a small half left, which I have put into the well. I'm about to touch it. You can also spend more time."
"Alang is more thoughtful. On the way, I was still thinking about how to keep this thing, but I didn't expect that Alang had already figured it out."
"Mrs. Junhou, did you say anything?"
"Why is Alang so anxious? This time when I came over, I just mentioned it and didn't dare to say more. Mrs. Junhou seemed gentle, but she was able to make up her mind. She could only speak slowly. She was too anxious to speak. , I’m afraid it’s not beautiful.”
"Yes, I was too impatient." Zhuge Liang smiled to himself, picked up a sunspot, and dropped it casually.
"It's just that this little girl is too young, isn't she?"
"It's just an engagement, but you're not allowed to get married right away. What are you afraid of?"
"Of course I'm afraid of marrying the wrong man, who is our niece after all."
"Don't worry. Although that kid is naughty, he still has a good heart. Zhao Erlang told him to leave that time, and now he still runs to Fengzhuang every day. He is a person who values friendship."
"Too."
