At this time.
Lu Shu sat on the threshold and said, "Old ghost, the arrangement I just made is the prince's arrangement. Just obey his orders!"
The old ghost was a little surprised: "Is that kind of strategy feasible?"
Lu Shu glared at him: "Your Majesty is proficient in the art of war, what do you think?"
The old ghost shrank his neck: "That will definitely work!"
"Hahaha......"
Everyone in front of the hall burst into laughter again.
But, is it really possible?
This kind of defense method is unheard of!
Old ghost, I have no idea!
In the inner courtyard of Wubao.
at this time.
Everyone in the Sima Mansion smelled the aroma of barbecue coming in from outside and felt hunger burning in their stomachs!
Sima Lan is already hungry!
She held her pretty face in her hands, sat on the horse stool, and asked feebly: "Xiao Ge, why don't we have noodles with Prince Huang?"
now.
Sima Ge's fair face was covered with pot ashes. He gritted his teeth and stir-fried the beef in the pot vigorously, as if he was competing with him: "You are the second young lady of Sima Mansion and the future princess. How can you squat with a group of big-headed soldiers?" Eat noodles together?"
"What's more, the young lady has lived in fine clothes since she was a child. Such vulgarity will definitely not be able to enter the mouth of the young lady!"
"The food Miss wants to eat must be exquisite."
“Those who make food must be chefs!”
"Miss, did I do the right thing?"
"Gulu..."
Sima Lan's stomach growled with hunger, and he agreed half-heartedly: "You did the right thing!"
However, she looked at the beef tumbling in the pot and couldn't help but ask: "Chef Xiao Ge, why is your beef so black?"
Sima Ge said coldly: "It's because this is the meat of a black cow!"
The veins in the corners of Sima Lan's eyes twitched violently: "Black cows only have black hides, shouldn't their meat be red?"
A hint of stubbornness appeared in the corner of Sima Ge's mouth: "This one is special, the flesh is also black."
"Why......"
Sima Lan sighed quietly: "Then why does it emit a burnt smell?"
"Why does your unique black beef have flames?"
That's it.
"boom......"
The butter in the pan is on fire!
Sima Ge was shocked. He quickly picked up the gourd and ladle from the side and poured water to put out the fire.
"Boom boom boom..."
The fire is much more intense!
Sima Lan quickly picked up the pot lid and covered it heavily without fear of the fire.
Suddenly.
The fire in the pot was cut off from oxygen - it went out!
"Why......"
Sima Lan asked helplessly: "My chef, what should I do?"
All the dead soldiers looked at each other in disbelief, all of them hopeless for life.
Since childhood, they have only been obsessed with practicing killing skills and cooking, which are not their areas of expertise.
What's more, in this era when gentlemen stay away from cooks, men generally don't cook.
This is also the reason why Sima Ge is the chef.
At this time.
In another pot, the smell of burnt rice made the inner courtyard even more smoky.
"Oops!"
Sima Ge kicked out and the makeshift stone stove collapsed!
A black pot fell to the ground, and black and yellow rice was scattered on the ground.
Sima Lan was speechless: "Xiao Ge, how can you get married in the future if you are like this?"
Sima Ge's mentality was a bit broken: "Miss, I am your sworn warrior. I will stay with you forever and will not get married."
"Miss, if you bear with me a little longer, I'll do it again!"
"It will definitely succeed!"
She had a face like a cat, and she wanted to cry inside: "Is cooking so difficult?"
Just when all the dead soldiers were also mentally shattered.
The wounded soldiers walked into the inner courtyard carrying bowls of oil-splashed noodles. The smell of barbecue on the noodles made everyone salivate.
Xiaobai looked at the messy inner courtyard with no unusual expression on his face. He stepped forward with a smile and saluted: "Miss Sima, the prince smelled the smell of cooked food in the inner courtyard and was worried that the eldest brother and eldest sister of Sima Mansion are not good at cooking outdoors. , specially asked me to send you the oily noodles made by him, please don’t dislike it, Miss!”
The aroma of fried noodles and barbecued meat was already overwhelming to the hungry crowd.
Sima Lan smiled with her beautiful eyes and asked somewhat puzzledly: "Manager Bai, why did you let the prince cook in person?"
The pretty boy explained: "The prince came up with this oily noodles himself, and no one else knows how to make it. Therefore, this time, only the prince can make it."
"The prince said that we are all traveling together, eating and sleeping together. This pasta is ordinary. I hope Miss Sima won't dislike it!"
Sima Lan smiled sweetly: "This oily noodle is ordinary, but if it is made by your prince himself, it is probably the most precious noodle in the world!"
"Thank you, Mr. Bai, for sending me the face!"
"Xiao Ge, this is the new pasta given by the prince, why don't you take it quickly and share it with everyone!"
"yes!"
Sima Ge had a small face and glared at Xiao Bai fiercely: "Thank you, Manager Bai!"
Shortly after.
Xiaobai and his guards retreated with smiles.
Sima Lan walked into the side room, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and took a small taste.
Suddenly.
A wonderful taste enveloped her taste buds: "It's delicious!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she murmured to the oily noodles: "If your bodyguard eats your noodles, they will be so moved that they will die for you!"
"The dead soldiers of Sima Mansion have eaten noodles from your own hands, and they will definitely do their best to protect you!"
"This bowl of fried noodles...is cooked so well!"
"What you eat is the human heart!"
Then.
She didn't care about maintaining the elegance of a noble lady and started eating in big mouthfuls.
It’s so delicious!
"Xilihulu..."
In the inner courtyard, the sounds of eating noodles and drinking soup can be heard one after another.
The dead soldiers were quite hungry!
Sima Ge squatted at the door of the wing, sucked the noodles hard, and muttered vaguely: "Miss, you can't like him just because he can make noodles!"
"Otherwise, you'll be widowed."
"Bang bang..."
Sima Lan walked over, stretched out her jade hand, and flicked Sima Ge twice on the forehead: "It's really shameful to eat other people's food and still think that their lives are short-lived!"
Sima Geli said confidently: "I am thinking about the young lady."
At this moment.
The Wubao Hall has been divided into two halves by a piece of silk.
The old ghost was the first to walk into the silk, and looked at Xia Tian who was half-masked, with only his eyes exposed: "See you, Your Majesty!"
“No need to be polite, save time!”
"yes!"
The old ghost sat in front of Xia Tian and took off his shirt. A long knife wound lay across his chest. The flesh and blood on the edge of the wound was red and swollen, and some of it had suppurated!
It looks very ferocious.
Xia Tian took out a long silver needle from the wallet next to him, and placed the tip of the needle on the lit candle and burned it: "I have seen your injury twice. The first time was when we first met to examine the injury."
"The second time was when I was taking a shower."
"The reason why your wound never heals and keeps getting red, swollen and suppurating is mainly because the poison in the wound has not been removed."
"I will first prick your pus, pull out the pus head, and then drive away the poison from your wound. Finally, I will apply the king's original golden sore medicine, and your wound will be healed!"
The old ghost is overjoyed!
Xia Tian continued: "There are some strange things smeared on the Sirius weapons. If you are injured by them, those strange things will turn into strange poisons in your body. Although you will not die immediately, you will suffer endless pain. Your whole life will be worse than death gradually, you are very vicious!"
A trace of hatred flashed in the old ghost's eyes: "Your Majesty, what did the Sirius put on the edge of the knife?"
A cold light flashed in Xia Tian's eyes: "Rotten livestock corpse water, excrement, poisonous snake liquid, rust water, poisonous weed water, etc. These things are very difficult to deal with!"
Painful memories flashed in the old ghost's eyes: "That's true!"
"Many old brothers did not die on the battlefield, but were tortured to death by injuries that could not be healed!"
Speaking of which.
The old ghost asked curiously: "My lord, is your medical master one of those mysterious enshrinements in the palace?"
In the Imperial Palace of Daxia, there is a palace named: "Hall of Enshrinement".
There are rumors in the palace that there are all strange people gathered by the Emperor of Great Xia, who can fly to the sky, escape from the earth, and control the wind and rain.
But only the Emperor of Daxia could enter and exit the worship hall, so only he knew what the offerings inside looked like.
Xia Tian pulled back his thoughts: "My king's medical master is called Hua Tuo. He is not worshiped by the imperial palace, but a reclusive expert."
"The silver needle technique I learned is called - Green Pouch Magic Needle!"
"Taking the needle..."
