Qiuniang glanced at her man, and then said, "As long as you don't mind the simplicity of our little courtyard, there's no need to pay."
Banxia pushed the gold ingot over and said, "My princess has a bad temper. If you don't accept the money, she won't feel safe living there. There are so many of us, so just accept it."
Qiuniang pushed the gold ingot back forcefully. She felt uneasy about receiving the money. "Your clothes are all soaked. I'll clean up the room next door, light a fire, let you dry the clothes, and boil some ginger."
Soup."
After saying that, he left quickly.
Banxia had no choice but to return to the house with the gold ingots she had not given away, and shook her head at Su Tang, "They refused to accept it."
Su Tang said, "It's fine if you don't take it. It's the same thing if you give it to me when you turn around and leave."
She doesn't like to receive favors for nothing.
The hem of Su Tang's skirt got wet. Banxia brought it to clean it and Su Tang changed it.
The secret guards went next door to dry the clothes.
In order to rush on the road, they drove lightly all the way. The dry food they brought was soaked by the rain and could not be eaten. Qiuniang guessed that they had not eaten lunch, so she hurriedly prepared food.
Half an hour later, Qiuniang brought five dishes and one soup, four farm side dishes and a braised duck, which looked refreshing and delicious.
Su Tang was also really hungry, so she sat down to eat with Xie Boting and Zhongyong Hou Shizi, while the others and Qiuniang steamed steamed buns.
Su Tang picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables and ate them. However, these delicious-looking meals did not feel so good when eaten in his mouth. They were slightly bitter, but these dishes should not look like this from the outside.
Just as he was wondering, Prince Zhongyong, who was sitting opposite Xie Boting, couldn't help but spit out the food.
In stark contrast to Prince Zhongyong Hou, Xie Boting chewed his food carefully, not to mention enjoying it, but at least he didn't resist it, and he didn't even frown.
Su Tang was shocked.
When it comes to being picky, neither she nor Crown Prince Zhongyong can compare to Xie Boting.
Is this guy sick? Has his sense of taste disappeared?
Prince Zhongyong looked at Xie Boting, "Brother Xie, isn't it hard?"
"I've tasted something tastier than this," Xie Baiting said calmly.
"..."
Prince Zhongyong Hou could not believe it.
Brother Xie is the eldest son of Prince Jingnan, so why should he have to suffer such unpalatable food?
Xie Boting would definitely not tell him that such an unpalatable dish was made by his mother-in-law.
He looked at Prince Zhongyong and said, "You haven't eaten in the military camp, have you?"
Prince Zhongyong shook his head. Although he had been to the military camp, he had never eaten in the military camp. He was full after seeing the soldiers in the military camp eating.
Su Tang looked at Xie Boting, "Have you eaten in the military camp?"
Xie Boting ate the food and fell into memories, "On my seventh birthday, I was taken to the military camp by my grandfather. The meal I served in line was much more unpalatable than this. My grandfather made me finish every grain."
He is the grandson of the eldest son of Prince Jingnan, and he is destined to go to the battlefield in the future.
The food in the military camp in Kyoto is already the best. When you get to the border, it doesn't matter what you want. Some food is good. The general who loves his generals like his son will eat whatever the soldiers eat. My grandfather is afraid that he will be too much in the Jingnan Palace.
If you take him to the military camp, let him eat in the military camp.
His first mouthful was worse than that of Prince Zhongyong Hou. His grandfather lectured him for a long time. In short, he could be picky in the Jingnan Palace. After leaving the gate of the Jingnan Palace, he would eat whatever the soldiers ate. This chapter has been completed!