Since the Guanhe Platform met with the geniuses from all over the world, Jiang Wang has not used the Sword Discussion Platform so frequently.
Because the significance of actual combat has become much smaller, it does not mean that there are no opponents worthy of fighting at the inner government level in the illusory realm.
But in the Taixu Illusion Realm, many people hide their strength, including Jiang Wang himself. Even if they are in the top ten, the overall level is not comparable to the level of the Yellow River Conference.
There are only a few people like Ning Jianke who still have the meaning of fighting.
Once upon a time, he was tortured in the sword discussion platform and suffered various blows. Now he draws his sword and looks around, and he can actually say that there is no one in the same territory who can fight!
This can be regarded as a milestone event for Jiang Wang’s own journey in the illusory realm of Taixu.
On the swords and platforms, there are fewer discussions, and in other aspects of work, naturally there are more.
Taoism, swordsmanship, conditioning of the isolated islands of heaven and earth, exploration of the fourth inner palace...
You are bound to encounter masters in the blessed land challenge, but the next round of challenge will have to wait until August 15th.
On July 15th, he was still on his way back to Qi State and did not participate in the challenge of blessed land.
Having fallen to Luluo Mountain, which ranks 46th, Jiang, who is rich and powerful, does not care much about the 360 points of merit per month.
Spent another night in practice.
After finishing morning classes, it was already bright.
Steward Xie Ping knocked on the door gently to remind him that it was time to leave for Changle Palace.
Jiang Wang silently calmed down the Dao Yuan wandering in the Tongtian Palace, recovered the Soul Hidden Snake traveling in the fourth inner palace, then stood up and pushed the door open.
Being listed as a candidate by Chong Xuan Sheng, Xie Ping is more than enough to manage a viscount's house. Especially since Lord Jiang is alone, there is no messy relationship to take care of at all.
When Jiang Wang walked out of the door, the sedan chair was already ready.
Since the prince had formally invited him and handed him a letter, it was natural that Jiang Wang could no longer walk up to the door in a swaggering manner. Now that he was a third-rank official, he still had to talk about etiquette.
Of course, if it really comes down to etiquette, he shouldn't go empty-handed when he goes to the prince's door this time. He should always prepare a gift. When going to Changle Palace, he can't bring anything ordinary, so he has to spend some money on Daoyuan Stone...
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At this stage, it is natural for a man to be informal.
I think that the prince is kind and generous, so he should not care about these vulgar etiquette!
The sedan landed in front of Changle Palace, and Xie Ping took Jiang Wang's famous assassin and knocked on the door.
Yes, now that he has established his own house and lives by himself, there are few human contacts, so Jiang Wang also has his own reputation.
A thin post with four columns of small characters from the left, which are: Daqi Qingyang Town, third-rank golden melon warrior, fourth-rank Qingpai head catcher, the best inner palace in the world.
At the end are two big characters in the middle, saying, "Jiang Wang".
Wherever this thorn is taken, it is always somewhat thin.
Since the prince took the initiative to invite him, the people from Changle Palace would not neglect him and even walked a few steps to the sedan chair to greet him.
Jiang Wang got off the sedan in style and walked inside empty-handed.
The general manager of Changle Palace welcomed the eunuch Wu Fu who was on his way. After greeting Jiang Wang enthusiastically, he led Jiang Wang into Changle Palace and couldn't help but look back.
I only saw Xie Ping with a smile on his face, and two temporarily hired bearers.
At this moment he was sure that Qingyangzi really came to the house empty-handed.
This is too stingy!
When he went to Qingyangzi’s house to deliver the invitation, he also gave him a jade pen holder!
But he didn't say anything on his face and led Jiang Wang straight to the dining room.
What does it mean to meet in the dining room? Could it be that the prince wants to tell me the principle of "ruling a big country is like cooking small dishes"?
I don’t care how you run the country.
There is no question whether you can cure it or not.
Jiang Wangzheng was a little puzzled, but Jiang Wuhua happened to come out from the inner room. While wiping his hands with a white handkerchief, he walked out and looked at Jiang Wang with a smile: "I said Qingyangzi should arrive by now."
Very friendly and natural.
He casually handed the handkerchief to the little eunuch who was following suit next to him. He stretched out his hand and said, "Please take a seat. The porridge will be ready soon."
Porridge?
You specially called me to Changle Palace to drink porridge?
Jiang Wang was confused and sat down in front of the dining table, and said politely: "Your Highness, you are so polite."
Jiang Wuhua sat down cross-legged in front of the food table opposite him and said casually: "It's not easy for people to have an appetite when they wake up in the morning. Porridge is just right. It nourishes the stomach and makes you feel comfortable."
Jiang Wang didn’t know what he meant by this. He had also grown from an ordinary boy to extraordinary step by step. Of course he was no stranger to the lives of ordinary people. He only said: "It is true. I used to drink porridge in the morning."
Wu Fu, the eunuch in charge of Changle Palace on the side, said very considerately: "His Royal Highness has done this for you personally."
“Oh?” Jiang Wang smiled confidently: “Then I have to give it a try.”
Compared to his younger brothers and sisters, Jiang Wuhua's appearance is not outstanding, but he is simple, kind and not aggressive, so he is not so distant, making it easy for people to get close to him.
At this moment he smiled and said: "Is Qingyangzi also easy to cook?"
Jiang Wang said modestly: "I can't say I like it very much, but I know a little bit about it."
Jiang Wuhua smiled more naturally: "I wonder what you are good at?"
Jiang Wang is confident and calm: “I know a little bit about steaming, boiling and baking.”
Jiang Wuhua wanted to let Jiang Wang try his craft now, but considering that it was his first time to invite someone to cook, it would be a bit disrespectful, so he could only hold back for the time being.
Laughing loudly, he said: "Food is the most important thing for the people. Qingyangzi is gifted by nature and has great talents, but he can still devote his love to cooking. He holds up the sky and swallows fireworks. He is the same person as Gu Zheng!"
“Uh.” Jiang Wang immediately looked around and said, “I wonder what kind of porridge your highness is cooking?”
Jiang Wuhua’s smile did not change and he only looked to the side.
Just two young eunuchs came out, each holding a wooden food tray. On the food tray, there were a sapphire bowl, a pair of ivory chopsticks, and a white jade spoon.
The aroma is lingering.
Jiang Wuhua asked first: "Have you given it to the Crown Princess?"
“It has been sent first,” the young eunuch replied.
Jiang Wuhua just turned around and smiled at Jiang Wang: "This 'Flowing Snow and Night Star Porridge' is the best porridge and very nutritious. Qingyangzi, you must try two more bowls."
Jiang Wang often "helps" An An taste things. Jiang Wang still has some experience in tasting delicious food.
Especially because the name sounded so stylish when he heard it, it made his index finger twitch.
Wait for the little eunuch to squat down and put the food plate on the table.
When he looked at it carefully, he suddenly felt that he had been deceived.
Isn’t this just preserved egg and lean meat porridge!?
The white porridge is like runny snow, the preserved eggs are like broken ye, and the minced meat is like sprinkles? Haha...
Is this "The Prince is good at cooking"?
I can do it even if I go up!
Jiang Wuhua seemed to hear his thoughts and said with a smile: "You might as well have a taste!"
Of course, Jiang Wang would not say what was in his heart, and said politely: "It looks delicious!"
Jiang Wuhua's smile suddenly stiffened. He knew exactly what the porridge looked like. Qingyangzi's polite words sounded like mockery...
Over there, Jiang Wang had already taken the white jade spoon, and as if he was afraid that he would choke to death, he gently scooped out a small amount and put it into his mouth hesitantly.
Jiang Wuhua was very good at nourishing qi, but the corner of his mouth twitched. He smiled and asked, "How is it?"
Jiang Wang was not able to respond immediately.
The moment the porridge enters the mouth, it seems to turn into a line of ice, falling from the throat to the stomach, cooling and refreshing all the way.
When it fell to the end, it ignited into a line of fire again, rising from the stomach. The warm feeling rolled all the way to the throat, and even reached the sky!
In a flash.
In my mind, the sky is full of snow, the night is broken, and the stars are dotted like a dream.
It turns out that this is the origin of the name "Flowing Snow and Star Porridge at Night"!
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