After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Qi Zan opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer Yan Huaiyin.

Nanyang Hou never told him that there was such a thing, he would just smile respectfully to himself: "Your Highness, go and play, if you are short of money, just come and find me."

Or say: "Although your majesty is a little strict with your highness, there is no father in the world who doesn't love his children. If your highness is upset, you can just come to Nanyang Hou's mansion to find ministers. Nanyang Hou's mansion welcomes your highness at any time."

He seemed to be surrounded by sweet dreams all the time, but now the sweet dream was smashed into a crack, Qi Zan looked up from the crack, and seemed to find that the person who created the sweet dream was holding a life-threatening long knife in the other hand.

Qi Zan's face was pale, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak, and his eyes slowly turned red for a moment.

He felt that Yan Huaiyin was a little too cruel, and he brought up the situation with a few words, but now he went to refill Liu Qingyun's drink as if nothing had happened.

Even Qi Zan, the owner of the restaurant, was a little bit angry, blaming him for saying such a thing.

Now that the Nanyang Marquis Mansion is sealed, isn't he already able to set up a stall outside Feiyan Street?

Seeing him staring in a daze, the expression in his eyes constantly changing, Liu Qingyun couldn't help sighing.

He didn't say anything, and went to see the man pinned down by Jin Yiwei together with Yan Huaiyin.

On that side, Jin Yiwei held the man down with one hand, and pulled out a knife from his waist with the other hand. Jin Yiwei knelt on the man's back, grabbed him and put one hand on the ground.

He raised the knife and dropped it, and three bloody fingers appeared on the ground in a blink of an eye.

The world was silent, and then there was a burst of exclamation all around.

Jin Yiwei let go of his hand, the man twitched for a moment, curled up suddenly like a shrimp being pulled by the thread, and then limp there again, he let out a sobbing sound of extreme pain, trembling his hand and wanted to put his severed palm on the ground. stuff it in your mouth.

The owner of the rouge shop next to him was the closest. He was startled and let out a scream.

The tall Jinyiwei looked cold, and raised his voice: "Nine thousand years old have an order, goodbye tax collectors, cut off three fingers."

He got up, bent down and picked up the three fingers that were scattered on the ground, still warm;

Taking out a red rope from his bosom, Jin Yiwei neatly tied his three fingers together, turned around and hung it on a branch beside the road.

Exclaimed, everyone watched this scene, but no one dared to speak.

The dripping bloody finger was hanging on the branch of the mahogany, and it took a long time for the Jin Yiwei to leave before the onlookers dared to make any movement.

Like a numb stake being shaken, someone finally dared to show a little joy.

With Jin Yiwei making such a fuss, they finally don't have to pay those messy taxes anymore. Although it is very likely that it is only temporary, they can finally live in peace for a while.

Looking at all this, Qi Zan gritted his teeth, and said in a choked voice, "Jiang Lian's move is just to take advantage of the decline of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion to take advantage of the opportunity to reach out to the west of the city."

"Your Highness, you are the master of the world in the future," Yan Huaiyin looked at him with a calm voice, "Looking at the west of the city and the south of the city, your vision is narrow, even if you only stare at Chaohua City, it shouldn't be."

"Harmony is the most important thing," Liu Qingyun said quickly, seeing that the topic was getting more and more in the direction of rebellion, "Your Highness, you have riding and archery lessons in the afternoon, so you should go back."

Qi Zan just got up, his complexion was not very good, he didn't say goodbye to Yan Huaiyin, turned around and left in big strides.

Liu Qingyun was one step behind. He looked at the junior in front of him, paused for a while, and finally said, "Huaiyin..."

After he finished talking about Huaiyin, he felt that something was wrong, so he asked: "May I ask Mr. Yan what is the sign?"

Yan Huaiyin has been in Chaohua City for a long time, but no one seems to know his name.

Yan Huaiyin smiled and said, "I don't have a sign for the lower officials."

Empress Yan was disliked by Emperor Ming Sheng. When he was born, Emperor Ming Sheng hated him even more, but after all he was the first son of the Xiao family. Still named him himself.

It is a single character, called Yin, Xiao Yin.

Concealment means concealment, and just by the name alone, it can be seen that Emperor Ming Sheng dislikes Yan Wanqing, a child.

It stands to reason that the table characters should be given by the elders of the clan at the age of 20, and most of them are fathers.

But on the second day after Emperor Ming Sheng took the hidden characters for him, the still weak Empress Yan held him in her arms, her pale cheeks pressed against Yan Huaiyin's cheeks, she was silent for a while, raised her eyes and smiled and said, "Bengong, let's get the characters." , called Yiqiu."

There is a famous building called Phoenix Tower in the Bodhi Temple outside Chaohua City. The Phoenix Tower has existed for thousands of years. Throughout the dynasties, all the top three in the palace examination will hold a banquet in the Phoenix Tower. A poem.

Old poems are covered with new poems, and the walls of the Phoenix Tower are full of poems inscribed by the proud sons of all dynasties and generations. Those who are not the top three in the palace examination are not qualified to write poems in the Phoenix Tower.

Who can stand on the Phoenix Tower, what awaits him is a magnanimous official career and a long history that will be famous.

Yan Wanqing named her child Yiqiu.

Proud autumn, famous Phoenix Tower.

Emperor Ming Sheng named him Yinzi, and Yan Wanqing put his name on top of the fame of Phoenix Tower.She gave the most glorious and ambitious poems to the child in her arms.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, Yan Huaiyin felt that he could still resist the word Yiqiu, but at the age of 25, he only felt that the word Yin given to him by Emperor Ming Sheng was really prescient.

Liu Qingyun paused for a moment: "Why is there no sign?"

However, he was not surprised for too long, and only instructed: "Master Yan, you are the prince's young master, don't be separated from the prince."

Yan Huaiyin just smiled and said hello.

Anyway, Qi Zan will hate himself sooner or later, that's all.

Liu Qingyun thought she had given advice to the younger generation, so she put down the money for the drink and quickly followed in Qi Zan's footsteps. After the two left, Yan Huaiyin sat down again.

He didn't sit for long this time, and after a while, he saw a figure entering Feiyan Street.

Yan Huaiyin looked at it and smiled, Meng Jingxuan was really smart, instead of knocking on the door of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion himself, he found a servant who ran errands.

The boy didn't stay in front of Hou's mansion for a long time before he was kicked out by the Red Army.

The boy got up, patted his buttocks and merged into the crowd. After a while, he reappeared and ran towards Feiyan Street.

After kicking, running, and kicking, going back and forth seven or eight times, the gate of Nanyang Hou's Mansion finally opened a crack, and a person came out from inside.

It's Zhu Liang.

With a tired face, Zhu Liang hurriedly handed a piece of paper to the boy, and waved him off quickly.

The servant clutched the paper like a baby, and ran out of Feiyan Street in a hurry.

Seeing all this, when the boy ran out of Feiyan Street, Yan Huaiyin picked up the chopsticks in front of him, and lightly tapped the wine cup on the table.

After one breath, Lian Qing came behind him.

Yan Huaiyin put down the money to buy wine and stood up, brushed past him, and said softly, "Follow him."

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When he returned to Qiantui Mansion on Baowen Street, Yan Huaiyin carried a lot of things in his hands.

When he walked to the gate of the Qiantui Mansion, he saw a carriage parked in front of the Qiantui Mansion, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Jiang Lian walked out from inside.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Yan Huaiyin standing not far away, and a large bag of things in his hand.

Yan Huaiyin wasn't surprised to see him at all, approached him and said with a smile: "Nine thousand years old came back so early today?"

The two entered the mansion together, Jiang Lian looked down at the things he was carrying, and saw a bunch of crabs still struggling in his arms.

Seeing Jiang Lian looking over, Yan Huaiyin thought he didn't understand, and explained: "It's August, and now is the season to eat crabs."

After listening to his words, Jiang Lian said after a long time, "You want to make a crab?"

"Crab meat soup," Yan Huaiyin lifted the crab in his hand, "I lived here for four days at Jiuqiantui, and it's a bit shabby to only serve mung bean cakes."

When to use it, when to coax it, Yan Huaiyin has always been clear about the calculations.

He carried the crab to the kitchen in the backyard, and when he entered the backyard, he found that Jiang Lian was still following him and followed him into the kitchen.

Seeing him follow into the kitchen, Yan Huaiyin didn't care, he didn't say anything, and went to see what was in the kitchen on his own.

There are few people in Chitose Mansion, and it is not time to eat, and there is no one in the kitchen.

Yan Huaiyin put the cream crab on the table, rolled up his sleeves, and began to prepare the things to be prepared.

It is said that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, but Yan Huaiyin doesn't care about this. When she was the crown prince, Yan Xiuqing was not in good health, and the imperial dining room couldn't handle her taste. When she was free, Yan Huaiyin would cook for her in the small kitchen of Weixi Palace. .

His comprehension ability has always been better than others, but within a month, he added a layer of flesh to his sister's chin.

This crab paste soup was re-engraved by him according to the old recipe.

Serve four crabs with two large bowls of water, put two spring onions in it, add a little pepper and boil.

While waiting for the water to boil for crabs, Yan Huaiyin rolled up his sleeves a little and went to grind ginger, dill and Sichuan pepper. These had to be ground into very fine powders to be put into the soup later, so Yan Huaiyin grinded them very carefully.

Jiang Lian looked at him from the sidelines, and could only see his lowered half face with long eyelashes.

Yan Huaiyin's face is capable of answering anything, but in fact, even his hair is neatly tied up without any mess, only a round and crystal clear ear is exposed.

Jiang Lian looked at it for a while, then walked over and took the small stone mill for grinding seasoning from Yan Huaiyin's hand.

Yan Huaiyin was only taken aback for a moment before letting go of the stone mill. Since Jiang Lian wanted to do this physical work, he naturally let go of his hands in a good manner.

Jiang Lian grinds it much faster than him, so Yan Huaiyin went to chop the scallion, and the scallion needs to be chopped, adding salt, vinegar and wine to make the sauce, the hot crab meat will be more refreshing when it meets the cold juice.

Jiang Lian was grinding the seasoning, and said abruptly: "Master Yan is such a good cook, is it for the brothers and sisters at home?"

Yan Huaiyin said naturally, "I don't have siblings in my family."

After Yan Wanqing once ate this crab meat soup, she held Yan Xiuqing in her arms and said with joy: "In the future, if Yiqiu uses this to make some girl happy, maybe she can really make her a princess."

Yan Huaiyin didn't make any girls happy with this, and other ordinary dignitaries were not qualified to eat the food he cooked, and Yan Huaiyin didn't have the heart to cook for them.

Jiang Lian was actually the first person to eat his cooking besides his mother and sister.

Thinking of this, Yan Huaiyin paused his juice-adjusting hand and actually smiled.

The water in the stone pot next to the two of them was almost boiling, and white smoke began to come out densely. Although it could not fill the entire kitchen, he and Jiang Lian were close, and the smoke and smoke surrounded the two of them. Isolated from the world, a hazy piece.

Jiang Lian looked sideways at him and saw Yan Huaiyin looking towards him.

"My mother told me to use this to make the girl happy." Yan Huaiyin tilted her head and looked at him.

His voice was softened by the smoke and fire, and it drifted into Jiang Lian's ears, like a hook made by a ray of spring breeze in summer: "But I didn't expect that the first time I made it for others was to coax The eunuch is happy."

The author says:

The name of Yan Yan's former ID card was exposed——

ps: Although it is not yet the season to eat crabs, it is already the season to eat crayfish, the cousin of crabs. I hope everyone can reap the happiness of eating crayfish this summer——

Note: Proud autumn, the famous Phoenix Tower comes from Zhang Hongfan's "Happy Spring Comes? Golden Sword Hidden Dragon's Mouth" in Yuan Dynasty