Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

In the end, there was no fight in the kitchen.

After a heated argument, Xu Changge reluctantly gave up the position of holding the spoon to Xu Yuan and Xu Xinyao after sighing, while he hugged himself and leaned against the white wall beside him with half-squinted eyes. He watched the two of them act as overseers.

He was really worried, but this time the person he was worried about was not Xu Yuan.

Since this kid let himself go, he has been eating, drinking and having fun every day inside and outside Di'an. Eating inevitably accounts for a large part of it. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, cooking skills can also make people feel at ease.

Just as Xu Yuan didn't want Xu Xinyao to enter the kitchen, Xu Changge was really worried about these four sisters.

This girl has really fried the kitchen before.

After getting the power of taking charge, Xu Yuan took a cursory glance at the stove.

Various spices in glass bottles are neatly placed on the table, and the types are even more diverse than those in the modern industry of previous generations.

Food is the most important thing for the people. The territory of Dayan is very large, and the cuisines produced are also more colorful and diverse.

It had been a long time since he'd been to the kitchen, and Xu Yuan didn't expect the seasonings to be so complete.

But after thinking about it, I was relieved, this is the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Even if you don't need it, you still have to prepare it. After all, you never know when the Prime Minister and his heirs will want to eat something new.

All the ingredients and seasonings in the kitchen are delivered from the Prime Minister's back kitchen.

Sweeping through the various spices, Xu Yuan's eyes rested on the two plates of steaming dishes that had just been cooked on the stove.

Both plates are the most common home-cooked dishes, one is fried tofu and the other is fried meat, simple and full of aroma.

After staring for a moment, Xu Yuan chuckled and shook his head.

This time it was not a joke, because Xu Changge learned cooking so that the three little ones would not starve to death.

Just as I was thinking about it, Xu Xinyao's soft voice suddenly came from the side:

"Third brother, Xinyao had eaten a purple orchid dragon pepper dish when she traveled through Liushan County in Pinghuai before. It tasted sour, spicy and dry, and the purple orchid vine can be used to cook the texture of meat."

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Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows and glanced back at the fourth sister, only to see that she had rolled up the sleeves of her red dress, revealing two flawless white forearms with a hint of eagerness to smile:

"Xinyao has been thinking about you, third brother, since she ate it, and thinks you will definitely like it."

Speaking of which,

Xu Xinyao seemed to think of something, then looked back at the supervisor over there and smiled:

"Of course, so are you, brother."

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A supervisor in green clothes snorted calmly.

Unlike Xu Changge, Xu Yuan, who is well versed in gourmet food, has heard of this dish and asked softly with a little doubt:

"But I remember that spiritual vegetables like purple orchid vines seem to wither two days after being picked. There shouldn't be any stock in the Prime Minister's Mansion, right?"

Hearing this, Xu Xinyao chuckled and said without caring:

"I thought about this on the way back to Beijing. Purple Orchid Vine is cold in nature and belongs to the Xuanshui family. It has the same medicinal properties as Phoenix Tail Vine and should be able to replace it. However, the spiritual power in it conflicts with Fire Dragon Pepper, so I added some Long Yan Xiang. Just reconcile it.”

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The corners of Xu Yuan's eyes twitched and he coughed slightly:

"Xin Yao"

"Um?"

Xu Xinyao looked eager to try, turned her eyes, waved her hands, and laughed softly: "Third brother, you don't have to worry, although ambergris is very powerful, but after the medicinal properties are mixed, it will not cause harm to your current body. of."

"That's not what I'm worried about."

"ah?"

"Cooking is not that complicated."

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Xu Xinyao blinked, then lowered her head slightly sadly, but after a moment of silence, she raised her head again and asked tentatively:

"What about the Qifeng Jiuzhi Soup in Guanghuaizhou?"

"Do you want to change the ingredients?"

".Just change it a little bit."

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Xu Yuan looked at Xu Changge who was standing aside.

Xu Changge nodded to him slightly solemnly.

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"boom!"

Xu Xinyao was thrown out of the kitchen by the two brothers.

After Xu Xinyao reluctantly left, everything in the kitchen went smoothly.

Because the New Year's Eve dinner had to be finished before midnight, Xu Yuan also experienced the feeling of summoning the king to attack.

Cooking is actually a very simple thing. Basically, you can cook a dish a few times before you can eat it. There is no such thing as a fried kitchen in anime novels, but the fourth lady in a certain prime minister's house always likes to cook it. Cooking is like elixir.

Who cares about the medicinal properties of their cooking ingredients?

This was how the inner kitchen was blown up by Xu Xinyao. This incident alarmed many senior officials in the Prime Minister's Mansion. They thought that an assassin had reached the inner courtyard. However, it was only when a group of Yuanchu Shefan rushed to the scene that they discovered that it was The fourth lady blew up the kitchen.

When Xu Yuan and Xu Changge returned to the main hall with the New Year's Eve dinner, Xu Xinyao was lowering her head and wearing a thin red dress gloomily. When she saw the two coming over, she immediately pursed her lips slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied.

However, the girl's gentle personality prevented her from acting rashly, and she quickly stepped forward to help the two brothers place various fragrant dishes on the table in the main hall.

There were no words or any ceremony. After the whole family sat down, all five members of the family naturally used their chopsticks. There are no rules in the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and there is no such thing as saying nothing when eating and not speaking when sleeping.

However, although the atmosphere of this New Year's Eve dinner was gentle, it was still quite quiet, and there was no lively atmosphere like ordinary people during the New Year.

There was no way around it. There were five people at the table, and three of them were cold-blooded ones. It was weird how lively it was.

Oh, this dad should not be counted. He was a simple man of few words. After simply asking the three brothers and sisters some questions, he fell silent.

In order to make the atmosphere more lively, Xu Yuan suggested that the whole family have some drinks.

After Xu Yinhe hesitated for a while, he who always only drank fragrant tea made an exception and agreed, while his uncle Feng Jiuxuan silently brewed the century-old phantom sword in his Xumi Ring.

Fantasy Sword Wine is very precious, so precious that Xu Yuan has never drunk it. It is said that long-term drinking can make people understand the meaning of the sword in the psychedelic state of alcohol.

After drinking two drinks, Xu Yuan discovered a problem.

He was already a little dizzy, Xu Xinyao's face was flushed, and her eyes were blurred. However, the three gourds opposite were still holding vegetables with their faces as usual.

These three people are too advanced to get drunk at all.

After finishing the meal, only brother and sister Xu Yuan and Xu Xinyao kept talking while eating. It was not until Xu Xinyao accidentally mentioned an interesting childhood story in a daze that the conversation in the hall finally started.

She said that Mr. Xu was bullying her.

He also said that Xu Changge beat Xu Yuan too hard every time.

Xu Changge replied calmly that Xu Yuan deserved it.

Xu Yuan, who was in a semi-conscious state, threatened that Xu Changge was just trash and he didn't know how to beat anyone.

Xu Changge said softly with deep meaning in his eyes.

Xu Yuan continued to threaten his uncle Feng Jiuxuan for beating him so hard. He now saw that his uncle's body was shaking.

Feng Jiuxuan replied calmly, saying don't worry, he was careful in his actions and no one would be killed.

Xu Yinhe smiled and said nothing.

And in this excitement, a ball of fireworks quietly rose from the depths of the palace city again, and turned into a brilliant and colorful sky above Di'an. Only then did the five people in the house suddenly realize that the midnight had passed, and they welcomed the New Year together.

The forty-sixth year of the Jiajing period has ended, and the forty-seventh year of the Jiajing period has arrived.

The whole family ate this rare New Year's Eve dinner for a long time, drinking two jars of Fengjiuxuan's century-old magic sword brew. When Xu Xinyao, the fourth sister with the weakest cultivation level, drank so much that she fell to the ground, and was quickly helped by Xu Changge. Stop until you stay

It didn't know when it started to snow again outside. The flying snow fell quietly along with the fireworks celebrating the new year in the wells of Di'an City. The stone pavement and dry lawn outside the main hall of the inner courtyard were gradually covered with a layer of white snow again.

After Xu Xinyao was helped back to the room by Xu Changge, Feng Jiuxuan stood up and said "Let's go" before disappearing. For a moment, the only people left in the originally bustling hall were Xu Yinhe, who was sitting at the head of the table drinking wine, and Xu Yinhe, who was very drunk. Xu Yuan.

Not long after, Xu Changge turned back, glanced at the third brother spread out on the table and chair with a helpless look, and said to his father on the main seat with a smile:

"Father, Xinyao has been very tired recently and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. She should be able to have a good rest tonight."

The snow fell silently outside. He raised his eyes and glanced at his eldest son. Xu Yinhe fell silent for a moment and uttered three words in a deep voice:

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xu Yinhe knew that he was not a qualified father. After Qian'er passed away, Xu Changge, the eldest brother, was basically busy with the affairs of the three children in the mansion, and the only fatherly duty he performed was to take some time out of his busy schedule to stay in the mansion with the children. A light meal.

But as the children in the family grow up and their cultivation becomes deeper and deeper, this kind of time becomes less and less.

Xu Changge chuckled and shook his head when he heard this, but did not reply:

"I'll also send Chang Tian back to rest."

As he spoke, he leaned over and reached out to grab Xu Yuan's arm to hold him up, but the moment Xu Changge touched Xu Yuan, he was opened by him.

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Xu Yuan rubbed his groggy eyes, pushed himself up from the chair and sat up. He found that the sound of fireworks in the sky had calmed down. He looked around and asked in a hoarse voice with doubts:

"Where are my uncle and Xinyao?"

Xu Changge frowned slightly when he saw the drunken boy, and replied patiently:

"The New Year's Eve dinner is over, Xinyao is drunk, and my uncle has returned to Jiange."

"That's it"

Xu Yuan knocked on his dizzy head and felt the world around him spinning. He subconsciously wanted to exercise his energy to relieve the hangover, but was interrupted by Xu Changge, who reminded him quietly:

"It's easy for your luck to go crazy in this state."

Xu Yuan glanced at Xu Changge and smiled contemptuously:

"Xu Changge, who are you looking down on? I can use my kung fu even when I'm dying, so don't worry about me."

He was drunk and drunk again.

This gesture reminded Xu Changge of some bad memories from the past, but considering that the New Year had just arrived and the other party was drunk, he suppressed his emotions and whispered:

"Okay, I know you are great, but you can rest now."

"No, I...I still have something to ask my father."

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Xu Changge glanced at Xu Yinhe on the main seat.

Xu Yinhe thought for a moment and then nodded.

Xu Changge sighed softly and told you to be careful.

Seeing Xu Changge's back disappearing into the shadow of the snowy night, Xu Yuan also began to use Qigong to relieve his hangover.

The drunkenness of the century-old magic sword brewed penetrated deep into the mind and soul. Xu Yuan ran the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Technique for several weeks before he was slightly relieved from the drunkenness. If he stood up now, he would probably still fall flat on the ground.

"If there's anything else, we can talk about it tomorrow morning."

Xu Yinhe's voice came quietly, unhurriedly: "Now go back and get some sleep. Your uncle's magic sword brew may help you understand some of his sword intentions."

Xu Yuan heard the words and slowly opened his eyes. The world was still spinning around him. He rubbed his eyebrows and said:

"I will most likely not be able to use my uncle's sword intent. It's a different path."

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Xu Yinhe lightly shook his head when he heard this:

"It seems that neither of you brothers are ready to inherit his swordsmanship. It's a pity."

Except for fragments of drunkenness, in fact, most of the time the consciousness is relatively clear, but the temperament and courage will become much stronger.

Using his remaining consciousness to carefully consider his words, Xu Yuan looked at his father opposite and asked softly:

"Father, are you going to attend the New Year's Eve feast tomorrow?"

Xu Yinhe sipped the fine wine in the cup, feeling Feng Jiuxuan's sword intent, and answered in a leisurely manner:

"The answer to that question doesn't really depend on fatherhood."

Xu Yuan blurted out subconsciously:

"What about the emperor?"

Xu Yinhe didn't speak when he heard this.

The hall was silent and the wind and snow were blowing.

After Xu Yuan paused for a moment, he asked slightly worriedly:

"Father, what if I say just in case, the royal family won't compromise?"

Xu Yinhe put down his wine glass and asked softly:

"Changtian, do you think it's possible?"

Xu Yuan smiled lowly, then shook his head and said:

"I think it's unlikely. I'm just asking what to do if it happens. After all, if we lose the official position of prime minister, our position will change."

The official position of prime minister is proof of status and a kind of authority, but this father does not need these.

Now the official position of prime minister is actually more of a symbol of his stance on the court. Once the emperor really allows him to become an official, without this connection, the Prime Minister's Palace will directly become the Xu family in the capital.

By then, the "Xu family in the capital" will be in throes of pain due to the disappearance of the righteousness of the court. Various high-ranking officials in the court will be dismissed one after another. There is a high probability that the power center of Di'an City will be purged by the royal family in a very short period of time. Various high-ranking officials will be replaced by members of the royal party.

However, it is only limited to Di'an City.

All aspects of the Prime Minister's Office have penetrated into various parts of Dayan. Many local governments and counties will listen to the announcement but not the instructions. By then, the imperial power may not be sent to the state.

For example, Xu Yinhe's hometown, Jingjiang Prefecture.

And what's even more terrible is that if the royal family really dares to do this, it will be equivalent to pushing the "Xu family in the capital" towards the sect.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan smiled softly:

"Yes, you have been following the emperor for so long, so you have to show your bottom line, otherwise these people will keep taking advantage of you."

Saying,

Xu Yuan paused for a moment and asked softly:

"But father, you should know that I don't mean this?"

Xu Yinhe frowned slightly:

"What?"

Xu Yuan was quiet for a moment, rubbed his hands, and asked tentatively:

"If the royal family refuses to compromise, do you have a backup plan? It's that kind of backup plan. After all, you have come to this point, and the emperor's time is running out, right?"

"Changtian you are drunk."

Xu Yinhe didn't answer and stood up from his seat: "Go to rest early and don't keep thinking about these distant things."

Xu Yuan sighed softly when he saw this.

It seems that the father is unwilling to tell him the plan, probably because he wants to avoid such a situation from happening.

"Oh, by the way, Changtian."

When Xu Yinhe reached the door of the hall, he suddenly stopped and said softly:

"Ran Jianli's disciple has been lingering at the gate of the inner courtyard for half an hour."