The next day, while Fu Yao was tasting the new product Zhao Xingtai tried - tofu skin buns, Mr. Lu'an came to visit.

Zhao Xingtai welcomed anyone who could taste his skills. As soon as Mr. Lu'an sat down, he immediately brought the buns and porridge.

Fu Yao originally thought he had something to say, but Mr. Lu'an finished his meal and said nothing and continued to go down the mountain.

The next morning, he appeared on time again.

After appearing for several days, Fu Yao really didn't want to look at his pleated face, so she simply put down her chopsticks and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"The viewer misunderstood. I just want to try Brother Zhao's skills." Mr. Lu'an said slowly.

Fu Yao felt a little sad for a moment.

When I first met Mr. Lu'an, what an upright old man, now I learn to speak in a roundabout way.

Sanniang came over to her and whispered: "During this period, the academy at the foot of the mountain is short of money and there is not much money left. In addition, Mr. Shi took a bath twenty times a day and asked for money. The old man had no idea, so he could only go up the mountain to find you." After all, you are the culprit.

"Wash twenty times a day?" Fu Yao felt that she underestimated the thickness of some scholars' skin.

"Yes. In short, this is asking you for money."

Fu Yao suddenly smiled, and she warmly welcomed Mr. Lu'an and said, "Old sir, you can eat whatever you want, Xingtai will definitely satisfy you. I still have something to do, so I won't spend more time with you."

Just kidding, she now owe a lot of debts, so how can she give him money?

I knew that Guanzhong ran away, Sanniang smiled and followed.

After the two of them entered the subjective view, Fu Yao suddenly turned around and looked at Sanniang and said, "By the way, didn't you say you wanted to make money for me? If you continue like this, when will you redeem yourself?"

Sanniang's body stagnated, and she did forget about this.

"It seems that you are staying by my side very comfortably now," Fu Yao said, "and even forgot about the original intention."

Sanniang was speechless.

She did forget about resurrection.

When she died, she was still thinking about life in the world, but now she is not much different from living. Moreover, she can still see various people and things by following the host, and she can't help but feel lazy.

Only in the past year, what she encountered was much more exciting than what she had encountered in her lifetime. She envied the patron's elegance and the patron's ability. Sometimes, she would feel glad that she could be with her.

"But if I live, I will lose these memories." Sanniang was a little reluctant to lose these precious memories, "I want to be by your side."

Those who wake up again have lost all the memories after death. She doesn't want to lose these, and doesn't want to forget these lovely people. In her opinion, these people are more liked by her so-called relatives in the family.

"Do you want to follow me all the time?" Fu Yao refused because she didn't refuse, "I advise you to think clearly before making a decision."

...

Royal Palace.

In the afternoon, the eunuch from the saint came to report that his Majesty was coming to Yong'an Palace in the evening.

The imperial concubine had already dressed up very early. In order to make His Majesty feel bright, she specially changed into light-colored clothes and put a fresh white camellia on her temples.

People at that time were elegant, with white being the most respected, light yellow being the second, and red being the most vulgar.

This white tea just shows the fresh beauty of the imperial concubine. Coupled with the faint redness on her wrist, she really makes her as delicate as a girl, and at the same time she also has a bit of the gentleness and charm of a mature woman.

In the evening, when the saint arrived, he really praised the camellia for her, which made the imperial concubine look shy, and the Yong'an Palace smiled happily.

However, while eating, the saint only tasted the soup made by the imperial concubine himself, but suddenly shed her face.

The imperial concubine was stunned and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

She was about to ask if the soup tasted badly, but listened to His Majesty's cold command: "Fulu, go and let the imperial physician come and see what is put in the soup."

When the palace servants who were serving around heard this, their hearts were stuttering and they immediately knelt on the ground.

The eunuch who followed the saint came out hurriedly, but before he could reach the door, he saw someone in the hall kneeling down and begging for mercy, saying, "Your Majesty, please spare me. This matter of soup has nothing to do with the empress. It was the servant who secretly put the long sons in there."

This incident happened unexpectedly. The imperial concubine stared at the close-fitting palace maid, her face becoming as white as the flowers on her temples.

She has been with His Majesty for four or five years and is no longer a young girl who doesn't know anything.

This slave always said that she didn't know, but she was the owner of Yong'an Palace. The soup was made by her own hands, and the medicine was also her personal palace maid. How could others believe that she didn't know?

As long as something happens, it is her fault.

After his body slipped, the imperial concubine knelt on the ground, leaned down and kowtowed, "Please forgive me for your crime."

"Hmph, the many children are gone." The saint sneered and threw the spoon into the soup bowl, and left Yong'an Palace with his sleeves.

He didn't say punishment, but it was the biggest punishment.

It is very likely that this Yong'an Palace will become a new cold palace.

No one wants to live in the same room with a woman who is determined to plot against him. What's more, as a saint, besides a noble concubine, he also has a bunch of concubines.

"The Imperial Concubine..." The personal palace maid looked at the master with tears in her eyes and begged for mercy: "I really just want to help you, please save me."

But the imperial concubine had no intention of caring about her.

Whether she is really good for her, being instructed by others, or being fooled by someone as a gun, this is no longer important.

The dream she was looking forward to was shattered with this soup.

After returning to the bedroom in silence, the imperial concubine's camellia with water droplets fell on the ground at some point, and she stepped on it and fell into mud.

The master did not make any noise, and the palace servants below did not dare to make any noise. They trembled and removed the delicious food that had not tasted, and cleaned the inner hall again. From beginning to end, no one dared to go to the bedroom to disturb him.

After three days, the imperial concubine never showed up. No matter how the palace maids who were serving cried and begged, she never refused to eat or drink.

Until the third night, the palace maid found that she fainted on the bed and hurriedly asked someone to hire an imperial physician.

"No need to alarm the imperial doctor." The imperial concubine suddenly woke up. The moment she opened her eyes, a red light flashed through her eyes. However, no one saw this slight change outside the tent.

"Empress?" The palace maid was overjoyed and hurriedly asked someone to bring warm chicken soup, "You can eat something first."

After eating some food as he said, the imperial concubine made the excuse that she was dizzy and needed rest, so that they all retreated.

After the silence in the bedroom returned to peace, the imperial concubine took off the bracelet in her hand.

Unlike the previous color of bright light flowing, although the bracelet is still red at this moment, it has lost much luster.

"I'm back again." The imperial concubine smiled charmingly, with the charming and passionate corners of her eyebrows and eyes covered with the charm of another person.

...

Yikun Palace.

Fu Yao looked in the direction of Yong'an Palace next door with some awareness, and then retracted his gaze.

What strange things appeared in the palace had to do with her? Moreover, the saint has now invited three eminent monks to the palace to pray for blessings in the name of the empress dowager. To put it bluntly, it was just to guard against her.

This kind of thing should give him a headache.

"Are you Zhongli Lin?" Fu Yao looked at the man in front of him and said, "Zhonglizhi is your brother, right?"

"I forgot. I can't remember it." The man said.

"Then what else do you say is sorry for your elder brother? You have forgotten all of it, so what are you sorry for?" Fu Yao said.

"I'm probably too regretful, so I've always remembered it. Although I'm not sure what happened now, when I think about it, my heart will still be like a knife cutting, and regret swept over the sky." The man put his hand on his chest, "You said I was an obsession. I have been thinking about what wish I had not fulfilled these days. But I found that I can't remember anything, and I don't even know why I stayed in this world."

Fu Yao was silent for a while and said, "Since you can't remember, don't think about it. Do you know Zhonglizhi? That is, Prince Kehuai, tell me about his life."

The man tried hard to remember, "I can't remember it very clearly. But when I think of him, my heart hurts... He should have lived for a hundred years... I went to Hexi to see that battle was really tragic. With eight hundred people, he dragged the Turkic army for two days and one night... If it weren't for the eldest brother, the whole Hexi to Chang'an would have been over... Why was I so slutty at that time and I had been slow to go to rescue..."

As he told the fragments of the memories in his mind, his emotions gradually became excited and his whole body also tended to collapse.

Fu Yao took action to stop him. In order to prevent him from becoming weak again, he had to send him back to the fifth prince.

When he talked about the battle of Hexi, Fu Yao had some impression.

This is not seen from Mr. Shi's book, but the battle is so famous that everyone knows.

During the Wei Dynasty, the Turks knocked on the edge, burned, killed, looted, and did everything evil. However, at that time, the Wei Dynasty's national strength declined, and the Turks in the north united to join the surrounding tribes and had a momentum of prosperity. As one went up and down, the Turks were born and left to enter and leave the Central Plains.

Just as the Turks quietly headed south, their vanguard team was stopped by a team of 800 people in Hexi. No one knew how these 800 people dragged the fierce Turkic army. The reason why they knew this was because there was a surviving young general named Kou Zhenbei in this team, and later became a famous general of the military gods, so this battle was basically accused of being the credit of General Kou.

Later, after General Kou became the chief general, he used strange troops and often unexpectedly, so this was also regarded as another proof of his contribution - only with such a fighting style can one use only 800 people to achieve such a record.

But now when I hear this obsession talk about the battle, the truth seems to be different.

Everyone knows Kou Zhenbei’s life that he is an orphan, so where does his brother come from?

Moreover, how could General Kou, who was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child at the time, get such a name?
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