Don’t enjoy it, and was young and successful. After entering Dali Temple, he made many great achievements. He first went to Fuhai to investigate the survivors of the previous dynasty, and also investigated the fact that King Fu conducted private overseas trade and circled private soldiers. Later, after a suicide case, he followed the clues to discover the planning of good Dharma and religion. He saw the small details and realized that he was very successful. He was in the thirty years old and was appointed as the Minister of Dali Temple, a third rank.

Such a person should be the best partner for the marriage between aristocratic families and officials in the capital, but his marriage has never changed. If he says he is so beautiful in Nanfeng, then it may not be possible! He never stepped into the Chuguan in the brothel, and Nanfengguan even took a detour. He was so pure and had to become a monk.

Especially during festivals, relatives who are worried about trouble always say: Dear, why haven’t your goose boy got married yet? He is thirty years old and has no close friends around me. My goose boy has already made a soy sauce. What should I do?

What can I do? Keep an awkward but polite smile. If a relative doesn't know the appearance and says a few more words, the master named him "Don't be a place to enjoy Chang'an, it's easy to waste time." He should strive for his fame and fortune, and he cannot enjoy himself. My son did not disappoint his expectations. He was promoted to the Minister of Dali Temple. Your son seems to be still a county magistrate in the suburbs of the city? Which county is it?

The venue has been found, but I still have to worry about resentment. Why haven’t Mo Xingle found one yet? I thought about it and arranged for him. He found an excuse over there and hid and refused to go home, so he was worried.

"Son, the demon king of the founding Hou family has become a family. When will it be your turn? Today, your aunt's daughter mentioned your marriage at the banquet again, and your aunt blamed me for not having one for you..." Mrs. Mo raised her mouth resentfully at dinner, sighing habitually, and did not expect Mo Xingle to give her any useful response.

Her son is good everywhere, but he just doesn't want to get married. He even said that he would adopt one in the future. He was so angry that his father picked up a feather duster and rushed him from the front of the yard to the back, and asked him to think about his mistakes in front of the ancestral temple.

"Hmph!" Lord Mo snorted, not wanting to pay attention to this rebellious son anymore.

Mo Xingle took a few bites of food and said casually: "Yes, I've been in love with a woman recently, so I'll try to marry her into the house as soon as possible."

This sentence was obviously very calm, and it roared like thunder in the ears of the Mo family and the people waiting for him. Lord Mo widened his eyes and did not hold Mrs. Mo's bowl firmly. After being shocked, he smiled and said, "Really? Which woman is that? What kind of character is it... As long as he has a good character, it doesn't matter even a maid!"

Over the years, Mo Xingle's marriage has been like a huge rock pressing on Mrs. Mo's heart, for fear that they will not be there in the future and that there will be no one around him who knows the cold and the hot side will accompany him. How lonely and lonely would it be. When he heard that Mo Xingle had someone he liked and took the initiative to ask for a marriage, why wouldn't Mrs. Mo be overjoyed? Even if the woman was a maid, she bought her body contract and put it back to the good man, and welcomed her into the door.

His mother was so reasonable that she was tormented by him. She couldn't help but feel ashamed and took the initiative to talk about the woman's situation: "She... she was not a maid at first, and she sold herself as a servant in order to overturn the verdict for the person who educated her. She is naturally of good character. She is extremely intelligent at a young age. Mom, don't worry. When I settle the obstacles, I will bring her back for you. When my son is full, he will take his leave first."

He actually fled in panic.

Mrs. Mo was surprised. When she thought about him carefully, she said that woman was really a maid! Well, at a young age, my son wanted the old cow to eat tender grass! Hum? He ran away in shame!

It's a rare thing!

"Ah Yeh!"

Bird's nest was put aside its face in time, and then looked carefully and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the embroidery was not dirty, and she quickly frowned again, but how could she embroider so ugly? Otherwise... cut the thread and start over again? She had doubts about her hands for the first time.

Nanzhu, who was in the same room, couldn't help but burst out laughing as she looked at the bird's nest, sat next to her, and joked: "Someone must be missing you. Who would it be? Could it be the one you gave the embroidery?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Bird's Nest said angrily, turning his back to Nanzhu, but her ears had already quietly betrayed the owner.

Nanzhu tried hard to stretch her neck to see the bird's nest, and curled her eyes and covered her mouth: "Okay, okay, I won't say it. But... the sisters in the mansion are old, and the eldest princess usually let the mansion go. Coral, you have to seize the opportunity."

Bird's nest is about to fight, "You girl!"

"Oh, why am I here? I must be sleepwalking." Nan Zhu smiled and slipped back to her bed, put down the curtain and covered her head to sleep.

There is quiet all over the place, the candlelight sways, and only the shadows of sitting withered seats do not disappear until dawn.

The next day, Nanzhu's words came true, and the eldest princess called her to talk about her marriage: "There have always been the habit of releasing palace maids in the palace, and there is this rule in the mansion. I plan to find a good family for you, which can be regarded as a knot in her heart for Wangyue. If you have someone you like, I will send someone to tell you to kiss you. If not, there will be a military hero for you to choose. What do you think?"

The bird's nest is like the wind blowing the weeping willows stirring the spring water, and it stirs up the tide. "Sister..." She thought for a long time, and finally kowtowed hard and said, "Thank you the princess's grace, it depends on the princess."

There is only one story about Xiao Yaozhu, and there will be no more.

Let her hide the person she admires and her shameful girl.

"Princess, the minister of Dali Temple asked for a visit." The general manager came to report.

The eldest princess was suspicious and thought about it for a while but had no major murders recently: "Please come in, see you here." She waved her bird's nest and asked her to prepare refreshments.

The bird's nest was retired respectfully and prepared to work hard.

In late spring and early summer, loquats are newly launched. Those without kernels are the best. Present on them with glass fruit plates to taste its taste. The flesh is thick and juicy, and the taste is sweet and honey. Then choose loquats with longer shapes. The long loquats have fewer and more juicy cores. It is best to use them to make loquat frozen.

Peel and remove the core of the loquat, cut it into thin slices, put it in a pottery bowl, boil the spring water over low heat, boil it all out, discard the flesh, drain the juice and brown frosting, boil the stone flower and grass liquid, pour it into a bottle and place it in a deep well to cool.

This step is done with bird's nest. When you return to the kitchen, you lift the thin bottle placed in the deep well and pour the loquat into the goblet cup. There is already a petal of loquat. The well water in late spring can only cool the loquat, but it cannot ice it into jelly. Use the goblet cup to gently shake it, like amber light, and it feels like it is a different taste. It is a smooth and creamy taste, which is because of adding a small amount of stone flowers and plants.

When she presented fruits and refreshments to the visiting guests, she suddenly met Mo Xingle and her whole body trembled slightly. It turned out that... he was promoted again. The decision just now was indeed correct.

"Thank you, Miss Shangguan." Mo Xingle smiled and took the goblet cup openly and greeted her.

"Ahem." The supervisor cleared his throat.

Bird's Nest blushed and glared at him, and quickly retreated to the eldest princess.
Chapter completed!