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Ever since Guanhe Terrace met the Heavenly Proud of All Nations, Jiang Wang on the Sword Discourse Terrace has not been used so frequently.

Because the significance of actual combat is much less, it is not to say that there are no opponents worth fighting at the inner palace level in the too illusory realm.

But in the illusory realm, many people hide their strength, including Jiang Wang himself. Even if it is the top ten, the overall level is not as good as the main competition level of the Yellow River Club.

There are only a few people such as Ning Jianke, and there is still meaning in fighting.

Once upon a time, he was tortured in the Sword Discourse Arena and was hit by all kinds of blows. Now he draws his sword and looks around, and he can say that there is no one in the same realm who can fight!

It can be regarded as a milestone event for Jiang Wang's own journey in the illusory world.

There is less practice in the Sword Discussion Arena, so naturally there is more effort in other areas.

Taoism, swordsmanship, recuperation of the isolated island of heaven and earth, exploration of the fourth inner palace...

Blessed land challenges are bound to meet masters, but the next round of challenges will have to wait until August 15th.

On July 15th, he was still on his way back to Qi, and did not participate in the blessed land challenge.

Now it has fallen to the forty-sixth ranked Luluo Mountain. As for the 360 ​​points of production work per month, Jiang, who is rich and powerful, doesn't care much about it.

Another night was spent in practice.

After finishing the morning class, the sky is already bright.

The butler, Xie Ping, knocked on the door lightly, reminding him that it was time to leave for Changle Palace.

Jiang Wang silently soothed Dao Yuan who was wandering in the Tongtian Palace, recovered the spirit hidden snake that was shuttling in the fourth inner mansion, then got up, pushed the door and went out.

Can be listed as a candidate by Chong Xuansheng, Xie Ping is more than enough to manage a Viscount's mansion. Especially Lord Jiang is alone, and there is no messy relationship to take care of at all.

When Jiang Wang walked out, the sedan chair was already ready.

The crown prince invited him formally and handed over the invitation card, so Jiang Wang naturally couldn't walk over to the door swaggeringly. Now that he is a member of the third rank anyway, etiquette still needs to be talked about.

Of course, if it is really about etiquette, he should not go empty-handed when he comes to the prince's door this time, he should always prepare a gift. If you go to Changle Palace, you can't afford ordinary things, so you have to spend some Daoyuan stones...

In this link, it is natural that the man is informal.

Thinking that the prince is benevolent and generous, he should not care about these common etiquettes!

The sedan chair landed in front of Changle Palace, Xie Ping took Jiang Wang's famous card and went to knock on the door.

Yes, now that the mansion is self-occupied, there is no need for human relations, so Jiang Wang also has his own reputation.

A thin post, with four columns of small characters from the left, they are: Daqi Qingyang Town, third-rank Jingua Warrior, fourth-rank Qingpai Butou, No. 1 Neifu in the world.

At the end, there are two large characters in the middle, which say, "Jiang Wang".

Wherever this assassin is taken, it is always somewhat thin-skinned.

Since the prince took the initiative to invite him, the people of Changle Palace would not neglect him, and walked a few steps to greet him in front of the sedan chair.

Jiang Wang got out of the sedan chair in style, and walked in empty-handed.

The eunuch Wu Fu, who was in charge of the Changle Palace, greeted Jiang Wang eagerly, and led Jiang Wang into the Changle Palace, and couldn't help but look back.

All he saw was Xie Ping with a smile on his face, and two bearers hired temporarily.

Only then did he confirm that Qingyangzi really came to the door empty-handed.

This is too picky!

When he sent invitations to Qingyangzi Mansion, he also sent a jade pen holder by the way!

But he didn't say anything on the 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 truth that "governing a big country is like cooking a small fish"?

I don't care how you run the country.

Whether you can cure it or not is another matter.

Jiang Wangzheng was a little puzzled, Jiang Wuhua just turned out from the inside, wiped his hands with a white handkerchief, walked out, looked at Jiang Wang with a smile: "I just said that Qingyangzi should be here now."

Very kind and natural.

He casually handed the handkerchief to the little eunuch who was following suit, 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 took a seat in front of the food table in a daze, and said politely: "Your Highness, you are welcome."

Jiang Wuhua sat down cross-legged in front of the food table opposite him, and said casually: "It's not easy for ordinary people to get an appetite when they wake up in the morning. It's just right to drink porridge, it nourishes the stomach and makes you feel comfortable."

Jiang Wang didn't know what he meant by this. He also went from an ordinary boy to an extraordinary step by step, and he was certainly no stranger to ordinary people's lives. He just said: "That's true, I used to drink porridge in the morning."

The chief eunuch of Changle Palace, Wu Fu, said very caringly: "His Royal Highness made this for you with his own hands."

"Oh?" Jiang Wang smiled confidently: "Then I have to try it out."

Compared with his younger brothers and sisters, Jiang Wuhua's appearance is not outstanding, but he is simple and kind, not aggressive, so he is not so distant, making it easy to get close to.

At this moment, he smiled and said, "Is Qingyangzi easy to cook?"

Jiang Wang said modestly: "I can't say how much I like it, but I know a thing or two."

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 roasting."

Jiang Wuhua intends to ask Jiang Wang to try his handicrafts now, but thinking about the first time he invites someone to cook, it is a little disrespectful, so he can only hold back for the time being.

He laughed loudly and said: "Food is the most important thing for the people. Qingyangzi is a man of the sky, a talent beyond the world, but he can still devote himself to cooking, supporting the blue sky, swallowing fireworks, and Gu is a fellow!"

"Uh." Jiang Wang immediately looked around and said to him: "I don't know what kind of porridge His Highness cooks?"

Jiang Wuhua's smile didn't change, he just looked to the side.

It happened that two young eunuchs, each holding a wooden food plate, were about to come out. On the food plate, there is a sapphire bowl, a pair of ivory chopsticks, and a white jade spoon.

The aroma curls up.

Jiang Wuhua first asked: "Did you send it to the Crown Princess?"

"It has been sent first." The little eunuch replied.

Jiang Wuhua turned his head and said with a smile to Jiang Wang: "This 'Liu Xue Sui Ye Dian Xing Xing Porridge' is the top grade porridge, very nourishing. Qingyangzi, you must try two more bowls."

Jiang Wang often "helps" An An taste things, and Jiang Wang still has some experience in tasting food.

YouQi's name sounded very stylish, and it made his index finger twitch.

After the little eunuch squatted down, he put the food plate on the food table.

He took a closer look and felt cheated.

Isn't this porridge with preserved egg and lean meat? ?

White porridge is snow, preserved egg is broken night, minced meat is star? hehe……

Is this "Prince Good Cooking"?

I can do it too!

Jiang Wuhua seemed to have heard his heart, and said with a smile: "You might as well have a sip!"

Of course Jiang Wang wouldn't say what was in his heart, and said politely: "It looks delicious!"

Jiang Wuhua's smile stiffened suddenly. He knew exactly what the porridge looked like. Qingyangzi's politeness sounds like a mockery...

Jiang Wang had already taken the white jade spoon over there, and as if he was afraid that he would choke to death, he scooped up a little bit and hesitantly put it into his mouth.

Jiang Wuhua's energy-raising skills are very good, but the corners of his mouth twitched. He asked with a smile, "how?"

Jiang Wang didn't respond immediately.

The moment the porridge entered the mouth, it seemed to turn into a line of ice, falling from the throat to the stomach, refreshing and refreshing all the way.

When it fell to the finish line, it ignited into a line of fire, rising from the stomach. The warm feeling rolled all the way to the throat, and it went straight to Tianling!

In a flash.

In my mind, the sky is full of snow, the night is broken, and the stars are like a dream.

It turns out that this is the origin of the name "Liu Xue Sui Ye Dian Xing Porridge"!

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