Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

The poor maids, the first thing they did when they got up was to go to their fathers and mothers and cry, saying they really couldn't live any longer. This time they had to lie down for half a month, how long would it be next time? Would they ever have a chance to get up again?

They are going to serve Jiulangjun and see if there are any opportunities for promotion. They are not going to be female guards!

Of course, this isn't the end of the story. It's not that easy to get rid of someone. Don't you have to find an opportunity?

So they could only endure it, doing horse stance, boxing, and sword fighting every day...

Yes, sword dancing. Cui Bianxu seemed to be seriously ill. He felt that sword dancing was not grand enough, so he had to use a sword, and the sword had to be long, wide and heavy.

Eight delicate young ladies, after spending three months with Cui Bianxu, became so dark that their teeth were not visible and they could hardly be seen!

That's fine! Not only have their appetites increased three or four times, but their physiques have also doubled in size!

From then on, Cui Yi was a nightmare to the Cui family. The maids would avoid him whenever they saw him, fearing that if they could breathe for even a second longer, they would be caught and forced to do horse stance.

Cui Bianxu was also very disdainful of Zhao Xingcheng's behavior of not even being able to take a bath or change clothes without a maid. He made such a fuss just to take a bath: "You can't wear my clothes."

Zhao Xingcheng, who was a head shorter, gritted his teeth. This guy only knew how to rub salt into other people's wounds. Is his height normal?

It’s obviously Cui Bianxu who looks like a bamboo pole, so disgusting!

Zhao Xingcheng walked away angrily with his fists clenched. He had to hurry back to pack up because he had to go to work in the afternoon!

Jiang Shangxian was going to the West Market to visit her younger siblings, so she continued walking with Cui Bianxu. Thinking of Li Yaner, she asked directly, "Shaoqing, just now when you and Mr. Zhao were playing polo, a young lady came over and sat next to us."

Cui Bianxu recalled the person sitting next to him: "Li Xueyan?"

"Yes."

"What is she here for?"

"I just asked Mr. Zhao. Well, she said that I don't look like a maid." Jiang Shangxian was very curious. How old is Li Xueyan? How could she like Zhao Xingcheng?

However, the ancients liked to do things like arranged marriages and child betrothals, so it is not impossible.

Cui Bianxu thought she was worried about her identity being exposed, so he kindly gave her some basic information: "She is the daughter of the King of Jiangxia, and also a member of the imperial family. She has a...quite lively personality, so there's nothing to worry about."

She didn't cause any trouble today. He had met Li Xueyan a few times. She was just a little too lively and interested in everything. However, she was well educated and not a big talker. She wouldn't tell anyone about her affairs.

"I see." Jiang Shangxian didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and was too embarrassed to ask further, so he nodded.

There were too many women from the royal family in the Tang Dynasty. Not to mention the women from the royal family, even if it were the princesses of Li Shimin, he would still have to ask others to borrow a finger if his hands and feet were added together.

I’m afraid that Li Xueyan’s name is not even recorded in history books.

West Market and Yanshoufang were just across from each other. As they parted ways, Cui Bianxu thought of the case Zhao Xingcheng had mentioned. He wanted to remind him not to wander around outside, but when the words came to his lips, he said, "Send me two packages of braised mutton later."

Jiang Shangxian:......

"Yes, Shaoqing, do you have any other instructions?" Jiang Shangxian smiled politely.

Cui Bianxu coughed and waved his hands, indicating that she could leave. It was all because the food in the palace was not enough to fill her stomach!

In the West Market, Jiang Shangxian easily found Jiang Wangri and Xia Zhenying who had just set up their stall. The weather was too hot, so they brought four bamboo poles and a piece of cloth, tied them with ropes and stones, and set up a stall to provide shade.

It’s okay if people get a little tanned, but I’m afraid the mutton will be spoiled by the sun - Jiang’s mother.

"Sister! You're here!" Jiang Wangri's eyes lit up. He saw his sister the first time and waved to her happily.

Because of its special business hours, Xishi is always crowded no matter what the weather is like, as long as it's not raining. Xia Zhenying was collecting money one by one. When she heard the voice, she stretched her neck and greeted, "Cousin!"

Seeing this, Jiang Shangxian went over to tell them something, then went to the side and bought a Hu pancake and a bowl of yogurt, sitting at his stall to eat. Jiang Wangri took a look and cut some braised mutton for her: "Sister, haven't you eaten yet?"

That's not right. Doesn't the palace provide food? Jiang Wangri was a little unhappy. It was already so late, and the way his sister ate, she must be starving.

"Yes."

Jiang Shangxian was speechless. Apart from the grape she had peeled, she hadn't even had a sip of water. If she hadn't sat down while peeling the grapes, she would have been exhausted from walking and standing all morning.

It’s true that there is no human rights when working, and even less human rights when working for a wealthy family.

This time she entered the palace, she was really scared. Now she just hoped to get through with this crappy mission. From the moment she stepped into the palace gate, she didn't dare to utter a single word. Her lips were numb from speaking so hard, for fear that she would accidentally make a sound and be scolded for it.

Well, although her mentality is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to prove that working in the palace must be very depressing. Not to mention gaining weight by stealing delicious food, it is a skill for her not to lose weight.

Thinking of this, she quickly finished her meal. After returning the bowl, she leaned over to look into the pottery jar. Thinking that Cui Bianxu seemed to like lamb chops, she picked up a lamb chop.

There is no lamb, only the lamb's mother.

"Auntie Jiang, I haven't seen you in a while." Yi Lou saw off a big customer and turned to see Jiang Shangxian. It took him a moment to recognize him. "Why are you dressed like that?"

Yilou was in the spice business. As soon as he saw Jiang Shangxian's hairstyle, he noticed something was wrong. He stroked his mustache and wondered, "Didn't he go to Lexianlou to be a chef? I heard that the new chef, Chef Jiang, makes some delicious and novel dishes!"

Isn’t it Aunt Jiang?

Jiang Shangxian smiled. There was nothing wrong with the clothes, but the main problem was the hairstyle. "Yilou, you are really well-informed. I work as a chef in Lexianlou. If I remember correctly, I am the only chef with the surname Jiang in the entire Lexianlou."

"Oh my." Yi Lou's mustache jumped, and he was quite regretful. "I have a good friend who went to Lexianlou to eat your cooking. If I hadn't made an appointment with someone to deliver a batch of spices that day, I would have gone with them. What a pity, what a pity."

It is certain that the Hu people doing business in Chang'an are quick-witted. When they heard this, they knew that Jiang Shangxian was dressed like this for other reasons, but they did not ask any further questions.

"I'm taking a break today, but I'll be on duty tomorrow. If you want to go, you can try my specialty dishes." Jiang Shangxian chatted with him politely.

Yiluo shook his head and said no: "Tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the seventh month, and I have to go to the market tomorrow."

"Oh, I forgot about that!"

Jiang Shangxian slapped his forehead and turned to look at his younger siblings: "Where are we going tomorrow?"

The Tang people celebrated the 15th day of the seventh lunar month each year, worshipping deities and deceased relatives. Taoism believes the 15th day is the day when the Earth God Qingxu forgives sins, while Buddhism dedicates this day to the Ullambana Festival. People fill basins with a variety of precious delicacies and respectfully offer them to the deities, dedicating the merits to their loved ones. Therefore, the Zhongyuan Festival is a fusion of diverse religions, traditional filial piety, and folk customs. It is both a national ceremony and a folk festival of filial piety.