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When the men heard that the princess wanted to cook cabbage for them, they were disgusted from the bottom of their hearts: Who wants to eat cabbage, they want to eat meat!

Besides, who would enter the kitchen as a grown man?!

They wanted to resist but the prince was unconscious and the princess' status was there, although... they had seen her fighting power with their own eyes, so no one dared to resist!

So a group of strong men reluctantly washed cabbage, minced meat, killed chickens, washed mushrooms, and ground the mill...

I don't know why the princess bought these hard soybeans. They can be cooked and eaten when they are green, but they are as hard as stone when they turn yellow and can only be used as seeds.

The princess asked them to grind the hard beans into pulp. Several strong men took turns pushing the mill and were sweating profusely.

After a busy day, the first thing to come out of the pot was the prince's chicken stewed with mushrooms. As soon as it came out of the pot, the whole kitchen was filled with the fragrance of chicken.

Ye Qing had the most sensitive nose. He smelled the aroma of chicken early in the morning, ran in and served himself a big bowl, leaving a few tonic herbs for Luo Yao to put in and stew for a while.

Luo Yao also served a bowl for himself and his brother, then took out all the chicken and mushrooms and put the medicinal herbs in to stew.

After the chicken soup with medicinal herbs is ready, scoop two bowls of chicken soup for Bei Zhenting and ask Zhang Jiji to feed it to the prince.

Looking at the chicken soup in his hand, and then looking at the group of guards gnawing on chicken in the yard...

Zhang Jiji: It’s confirmed that the princess abused the prince!

I have to finish the chicken soup quickly and come back to eat the chicken! Zhang Jiji ran out of the backyard.

There were too many guards, so each one only got one or two pieces of chicken and one or two small mushrooms.

One guard was lucky enough to get a chicken leg. As he gnawed on it, he said, "Even if the princess cooks us boiled cabbage in water, I'm willing to give it a try!"

The guard sitting on the ground opposite him looked up at him when he heard what he said, then lowered his head to look at the chicken leg in his hand.

The guard had a white cloth wrapped around his neck with a red spot on it, indicating that his injury had not healed.

The guard looked at the chicken drumstick in his hand and the two mushrooms in the bowl on the ground beside him. His gaze shifted to Luo Yao, who was directing the mill. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly wiped his eyes hard and took a big bite of the chicken...

After eating the chicken, Luo Yao instructed them to bring a few large stones and asked them to clean them.

Everyone was more confused than the other...

After a while, someone asked them if they wanted to drink soy milk. No one knew what soy milk was, but they had eaten the chicken and knew about the princess's cooking skills, so they all expressed their desire.

So a group of people lined up to get soy milk to drink.

The soy milk is sweet and delicious with sugar added, and it warms the stomach in one gulp.

"It's delicious! What on earth is this soy milk?"

Luo Yao was making soy milk with gypsum, which Ye Qing got from the clinic.

He was ordering when he felt someone looking at him intently for the second time. He quickly turned to look at the group of guards outside the door. Uh... everyone was smacking their lips and drinking soy milk. There was no one around...

really weird……

Luo Xinchen went to make soy milk for the second time.

The fat boy held the small bowl in his hand, with half of it still in it. He was really eating from the bowl while looking at the pot. He said to the guard who was making soy milk in a baby voice: "Chenchen wants more!"

The guard was so touched by his cuteness that he filled his bowl again without caring whether there was any left, and even stroked the little dumpling's head!

The little girl was very happy to see her cup of soy milk full. She said politely, "Thank you, brother!"

The guards said: What kind of little angel is this! So cute! I want to pet her!

Except for Bei Zhenting, no one in the audience had lunch at noon, and everyone continued to eat until 3 p.m.

The kitchen brought out chicken, soy milk, and fried meatballs... By the time the meal was ready, it was already the afternoon.

After being fed so much and drinking soy milk, the guards were all feeling a bit bloated. But looking at the tables put together, each one with the same four dishes, one soup, and one rice, looking at the tempting four dishes, one soup, and those plump rice grains, the princess made them! Even if they were full, they had to eat!

There are six people at a table, and the portions are large and sufficient.

Li Qingyun, Zhang Jiji, the strong man who was left in the kitchen by Ye Qing to chop firewood in the backyard, and several waiters from Qingxin Hall sat at the same table.

Luo Yao, Ye Qing and Luo Xinchen were at the same table. On their table, there were four identical dishes and one soup served in small plates.

"I didn't know the princess's cooking skills were so good. It looks very homely, but it tastes better than those delicious dishes." Ye Qing ate two pieces of tofu soaked in soup and gave Luo Yao a thumbs up.

Luo Yao took a mouthful of rice. He was exhausted from feeding so many people. He said slowly, "It's just a simple home-cooked meal."

Luo Xinchen drank too much soy milk and couldn't eat at all. Luo Yao picked up a little bit of a dish for him. The little dumpling ate for a while and then couldn't eat anymore, saying that he wanted to rest for a while before eating.

Ye Qing pointed to a dish that had tofu, minced meat, and cabbage and asked Luo Yao, "What's the name of this dish?"

"Meat and cabbage stewed with tofu."

"It's delicious. Tofu is really something new... I've never seen it before."

After a satisfying meal, Luo Yao took his brother back to the palace.

In the palace, Prince Yong'an Bei Zhenting has become a vegetable these days, and no one is watching Luo Yao, a high-risk individual who knows royal secrets and walks around everywhere.

The emperor had already arranged for people to guard the gates of the Yong'an Palace. As soon as Luo Yao left the palace, someone would report to Bei Zhenming what Princess Yong'an had done. So Bei Zhenming knew more about Luo Yao's time, contact with others, and what he had done than Luo Yao himself...

The young eunuch stood aside with a small notebook in his hand, reporting in detail what Princess Yong'an had done outside the palace today:

Princess Yong'an left the palace at noon today and went to Qingxin Hall to see the prince, then went to buy vegetables and bought a large cart of cabbage.

The young master is very good at arithmetic, even faster than abacus.

When the princess returned, she encountered a crowd of people gathered at Fan Yun Teahouse and listened to them talking about officials staying overnight in brothels and committing debauchery and bloodshed.

In order to learn arithmetic, the servant of Prince Yong'an became the disciple of the young master, and the gift of the discipleship was a candied haws every day.

The princess made chicken stewed with mushrooms for the prince, but only gave him the soup. The chicken was eaten by the palace guards. She also made soy milk and tofu...

Bei Zhenming felt a headache after hearing this! I wonder if the people below him know how to do things? They only report some insignificant things to him!

"Bring it up so I can see it for myself!"

A booklet recording the deeds of Princess Yong'an was presented, which was more than ten pages long. The young eunuch had obviously simplified it a lot.

Bei Zhenming flipped through the booklet and immediately grasped the key points.

Officials went in and out of brothels to commit obscene acts, the young prince's arithmetic was faster than abacus, and the princess used hard soybeans to make foods called "soy milk" and "tofu".

Looking at these three things that are very worth discussing, Bei Zhenming feels that his decision to follow Luo Yao is very wise!

"First, go find out who's using my salary to indulge in pleasure in those brothels... Also, invite Princess Yong'an to the palace tomorrow..."

The booklet was thrown to Zhu Shengyuan, and the young king rubbed his eyebrows.

Somewhere in the capital, in a narrow room with dim lights, a man was lying on his back on a recliner, with only a piece of cloth covering his vital parts, gasping in pain.

Another man was kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely as he cleaned and changed the dressing on his master's place.

"You shouldn't have gone there, sir... that person will definitely take revenge on you..."

"It was all those bastards who acted on their own and broke the rules before the time was right. If I hadn't been here to clean up their mess, would I have had to go to that guy and humble myself and take this blow?" The man on the recliner cursed loudly. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck his head. The man kicked the man on the ground away. He was about to curse the man on the ground for being so reckless, but the kick hurt him so much that it hurt. The dirty words on his lips instantly turned into miserable wails.

In a small courtyard on the other side, the lights were on. The entire courtyard was decorated with calligraphy and paintings, curtains were fluttering, and the door of the main house was open.

The servant came in from outside, carrying two bowls of black medicine. He carefully walked through the poems and paintings on the floor, then stood beside the table, bent over, holding the medicine above his head. "It's time for you to take the medicine."

The man raised his head upon hearing this. His face was handsome yet extremely pale, his hair disheveled, and his eyes seemed to want to kill. He suddenly picked up the pen, and it fell directly to the ground...

I can't pick it up anymore.

The man looked at the pen that had fallen to the ground and suddenly lost his temper. He overturned the table and screamed, "I can't pick it up! I can't pick it up! I can't pick it up!"

The man kept repeating this like a madman.

After a long moment, the man's gaze shifted to the spilled ink-stained masterpieces. His emotions collapsed, and he sat down on the ground. He crawled towards the paintings, searching for them one by one, and anxiously shouted, "Brother...Brother's gift! Brother's gift!"

Having not seen their master go crazy for years, the servant beside them was trembling with fear. They quickly took the medicine and put it on the cabinet beside them. They ran to the bed, lifted the bed board, opened the secret compartment, took out the scroll that was well placed inside, and ran back to the mad man, "Young Prince, the calligraphy and painting are here, they are not dirty..."

When the man heard this, he immediately tried to snatch the calligraphy and painting from the other person's hand, but suddenly found his hands covered in ink. He collapsed again and screamed, "Brother...Brother! Brother!"

The sound was too shrill and miserable. The man seemed to have no regard for his vocal cords at all. He desperately called out to his brother, and when he got no response, he kept shouting...

The servant was trembling with fear and hurriedly opened the painting, "Your Highness, look at the painting..."

The man finally calmed down and looked up at the painting with eyes full of longing.

On the painting, there were two strings of candied haws coated with cinnabar, and below them a string of awkward words:

May my younger brother Qingqing live a peaceful and happy life, and have a happy fifth birthday.

Tears flowed silently...

"Your Highness..."

The elderly servant couldn't bear to see his master in this state.

The man suddenly calmed down, wiped his tears fiercely, and stood up with his left hand. His eyes seemed to want to kill him, "Who allowed you to take it out! Put it back! If you make it dirty, I will chop off your head!"

The servant quickly took the painting back and brought the cold medicine.

The man looked at the two bowls of medicine. Over the past two days, there had been an extra bowl. He took one bowl in his left hand and drank it all. He then took the other bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He put the bowl back and shouted, "Get out!"

The servant quickly fled with the empty medicine bowl.