Yan Ruomeng decided to take back what she thought just now.

This teammate is quite kind, but he is too subtle.

Holding the things in his hand tightly, Yan Ruomeng was ready to set off with satisfaction.

In her palm, there was a piece of red jade that would cause heat on its own, and it was hard to find a fortune.

After embarking on the way back to Beijing, Yan Ruomeng told Tang Yuchuan about the scene when he was waiting for Wu Yong and his men in the morning.

"You have never seen such a big scene before. Good guy, that's bad. There's a lot of gongs and drums. It can be seen that I'm much more popular than you." Yan Ruomeng was complacent.

"Are you sure, they're not for food?"

Tang Yuchuan's rhetorical question made Yan Ruomeng extinguish his arrogance.

Liangyu came out to adjust the atmosphere in time.

"This is also the master's craftsmanship that they can't forget. I don't know how they live after you leave. I'm afraid they will lose weight in a few days."

Liang Yu's words made Tang Yuchuan and Yan Ruomeng frown at the same time.

This matter concerns whether the two can have a solid backing. If Wu Yong and others fall down, the first step of the backing will be shattered.

Tang Yin, who had originally rested on Liangyu's arms, opened his eyes at some point.

Seeing his parents worrying about this, his eyes bent, "Mom, I want to tell you a secret."

This is true for the child. Yan Ruomeng thought that the little guy was going to tell her about his dream, so he patiently put his head over.

"Tell me, what kind of big thing has made Goudan remember?"

Just when she was ready to listen to the story of her son fighting the monsters.

Tang Yin said that he copied the recipe to Lao Liu.

After listening to Yan Ruomeng, her brows became even tighter.

Tang Yin was puzzled, "Mom, am I not doing well? In this way, Wu Yong and the others will not lose weight after hunger."

"It's not because of this, but are you sure the recipe you wrote is the right one?"

Tang Yin pouted his mouth and looked particularly arrogant. "The recipes Tang Heng secretly learned are all from my hands. Mom, you can underestimate my strength, but you must not underestimate my brain power."

Hearing this, Yan Ruomeng and Tang Yuchuan have two completely different reactions?

"How many dishes did Tang Heng learn from me?"

"How do you remember the recipe?"

Yan Ruomeng and Tang Yuchuan asked in unison.

Goudan was instantly panicked when facing the serious faces of two adults at the same time.

By the way, he realized that he seemed to have missed his mouth, so he covered his mouth with both hands, shook his head, and refused to say a word again.

The son didn't say anything, Yan Ruomeng and Tang Yuchuan looked at each other and nodded together.

Yan Ruomeng: My son has been ruined.

Tang Yuchuan: My son has the ability to remember everything he sees.

And their conversation is also being staged in Cishan Villa.

It was noon in a blink of an eye, and Wu Yong and his men were in trouble when they faced a pot of dried stew in the kitchen.

Some people's stomachs started to whirl.

Wu Yong slapped the table, "It's already noon, why don't I take this basin of buns to fry and have a full meal for everyone."

One person stopped him, "Don't, Angkor, you should keep the good things, I'm not hungry, why don't we fry them again in the evening? How about eating them together?"

"I think it's OK." Without waiting for Wu Yong to respond, this person's proposal had been agreed by most people.

"Then we can't let everyone go hungry with me." Wu Yong sighed and sat back.

Everyone sighed, and after a long time, a familiar fragrance filled the air.

Everyone raised their heads together and looked at each other at the brothers beside each other.

"Angkor, is General Yan back?"

"Impossible, I'll go and have a look."

After Wu Yong finished speaking, he stood up and left with the fragrance.

A large number of brothers followed behind him, and everyone found the kitchen in a short while.

In the kitchen, Lao Liu waved his shovel and stir-fryed a pot of vegetables with a smell.

Wu Yong and others were stunned.

"Old Liu, when did the dishes you cook become so delicious?"

"It tastes very similar to Manager Yan."

"Let me taste it?"

When Lao Liu heard these almost complimentary words, he felt very satisfied. But when he thought that he had received Yan Ruomeng's kindness, he smiled and said.

"Mr. Yan is worried that after she leaves, you have no food to eat, so he wrote a recipe for me before leaving. You will have a good time in the future."

Old Liu continued to scoop, and Wu Yong and his men were so happy.

After a few days of tossing and turning, after embarking on the way back to Beijing, Tang Yin and Yan Ruomeng seemed to have entered a state of hibernation, and they were sleeping except for meals.

This also speeds up the progress of returning to Beijing.

But in three days we arrived at a place twenty miles away in the capital.

The palace, the emperor and others also received news that Tang Yuchuan returned to Beijing.

The emperor held Tang Yuchuan's reply and was crying.

"It's still Chuan'er who is thinking about me, Liu Xiang, you can quickly organize people and cooperate with the prince inside and outside, and be sure to win King Sheng in one fell swoop."

Seeing this, Prime Minister Liu suddenly felt angry. From the corner of his eyes, he looked at the direction where King Mu and the Grand Tutor were.

A few days ago, Wang Mu was highly valued, so the boy was arrogant and did not come to please him at all. Now, he was going to let the boy who was still stinky and knew how powerful he was.

Prime Minister Liu bowed and accepted the order, "It's the emperor, but I think that King Sheng is acting too extreme, and I'm afraid of an accident. You should let Your Highness Mu send troops to work with the prince inside and outside. At that time, the prince will attack the heart, and King Mu will lead the troops to take those troops in one fell swoop.

Next, isn’t it great?”

The emperor was exhausted because of this matter and had lost his judgment. The Prime Minister said so nicely, so he naturally felt that it was good.

"It's right, my son, please quickly order your troops and set out in secret, and attack them unpreparedly."

When King Mu heard the Prime Minister's words, he felt something was wrong and did not react until he heard the emperor's approval.

This is not just something wrong, it is simply impossible.

Most of his soldiers were lost last time, and the imperial guards in the palace did not listen to his arrangements. What did he use to attack him? Just the ten secret guards in the mansion?

King Mu couldn't believe the scene, but he was just about to refuse.

I saw the Taifu keep signaling him and answered.

King Mu was still making decisions, and the emperor was already impatient to wait.

"Why shouldn't the emperor still make a decision? Mo Fang thinks there is something wrong with my decision?"

The tutor was still asking him to respond.

King Mu had no choice but to bow, "My son received the order."

After the simple morning court, the Taifu and his ministers entered the Mu Prince's Mansion.

King Mu waved his sleeves and sat on the chair angrily, "It's so outrageous. Isn't this asking the soldiers in my hands to die?"

The Grand Tutor bowed, "If Your Highness did not deserve to go to the court at that time, he would definitely lose his holy heart. It would be impossible."

King Mu clenched his fist and smashed it on the table, "What should I do now? I can't let them really die."

The Grand Tutor has been a wise minister for many years and is known for his kindness among the people. Of course, he is not good at saying many things.

The Minister of Personnel stood up, "Your Highness, I think your Highness can be cruel and seek victory in a dangerous situation."
Chapter completed!