Li Mingda sighed like an adult, and pouted his little mouth unwillingly.

"Brother Cheng San is going to Luzhou, and he will definitely not be able to return to Chang'an for a long time. I'm not happy..."

Wu Meiniang quietly looked at the Princess Jinyang, who was several years younger than herself, and the corners of her mouth raised playfully.

Then he squatted down and looked at the Majesty and his wife, and Princess Jinyang, who was regarded as a jewel in the palm of the Supreme Emperor.

"Actually, the maidservant is also very unhappy, but the maidservant will support him."

Li Mingda looked at Wu Meiniang suspiciously before asking for a long time.

"Why? Since you are not happy, why do you still support Brother Cheng San to go to Luzhou?"

"His Royal Highness knows, a couplet that Cheng Saburo mentioned to Cheng's University?"

"Sister Wu, you mean: the sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound is heard; family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, and everything you care about?"

"His Royal Highness is really good at remembering that the maidservant once heard the process Sanlang said a word.

The man does not show his ambition, and he is born with eight feet in the air. "

Li Mingda's eyes lit up, repeating these fourteen words, and then let out an admiration.

"As expected of Brother Cheng San, he will always speak so proudly."

Wu Meiniang couldn't help but smiled, and nodded with a deep chuckle.

"Yes, the servants also felt that Cheng Saburo was born to be a great talent with great ambition and great perseverance."

"Such a talented person has a passion for the country and the people. If he is the political party, he will surely be able to bring peace to the other party."

"Experience in various situations, in the future, it will be your majesty's brachii."

Li Mingda nodded slightly, and sighed again like a little adult.

"Therefore, although Sister Wu is not happy for Cheng San's brother to leave Chang'an, you still support him to do a big business, right?"

Wu Meiniang nodded slightly.

Li Mingda smiled at Wu Meiniang. "Thank you Sister Wu for reminding me."

She raised her head, clenched her hands into fists, and looked at the blue water in the lotus pond.

"I also want to stand on the side of Brother Cheng San and support him in his big career."

Seeing Li Mingda's swearing appearance, Wu Meiniang looked at it silently.

Li Mingda glanced at the Hushang Palace, which had stopped a dozen steps away and had not approached wittily.

Then, looking at Wu Meiniang, Li Mingda asked seriously, looking at this big sister Wu who was very angry and smiled very touchingly.

"Sister Wu, do you like Brother Cheng San very much?"

"..." Wu Meiniang looked at the precocious Princess Jinyang, and didn't know how to answer for a long time.

Li Mingda smiled sweetly, and then stretched out his little pink hand to Wu Meiniang.

"I also like Brother Cheng San. We all hope that he will become more capable and better, right?"

Wu Meiniang stretched out her hand, shook Li Mingda's hand, and nodded vigorously.

Li Mingda regained his former vitality and agility, holding Wu Meiniang's hand and heading towards the outside of the lotus garden.

"Go, let's see if Brother Cheng San has anything delicious."

Hu Shanggong saw that Li Mingda, whose mood had returned to normal, led Wu Meiniang to face him, and quickly stepped aside.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Hu Shanggong shook his head helplessly.

She really couldn't figure out the thoughts of the princess, maybe only the empress could figure it out.

But having said that, the relationship between Princess Jinyang and Wu Meiniang, since staying at the Jiucheng Palace, it seems that the two are getting closer.

Just like today, the two whispered, they were not allowed to approach each other.

This is really...but Hu Shanggong didn't tell the Queen Empress without playing cards, and he was very wise to decide not to ask.

Because she knows very well that anyone who dares to look down on this precocious princess will suffer, and it will suffer greatly.

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Li Mingda and Wu Meiniang walked quickly towards Qingyou Pavilion, but inside Qingyou Pavilion.

Cheng Chubi felt that he could not waste his limited life in his endless leisure and entertainment career.

So, he decided to do a big thing: making delicious food.

Yesterday, I had a meal of mutton dumplings. The man didn't show his ambitions, and Cheng Chubi, who was born with an empty body, felt that pasta should not be the only way to eat it.

There should also be some more innovative ways to eat, especially today we are preparing to cook lamb hot pot.

Cheng Chubi thought of two delicious ingredients: Liangpi and gluten.

After Cheng Chubi kneaded a large ball of dough that was no longer sticky, it tore into three balls.

He left one ball, and the other two noodles were placed in two copper basins.

Give it to Li Ke and Fang Jun, and then add a little water to the copper basin. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Okay, you two started to knead, follow me, just knead in the water."

"Brother Chubi, when we knead the noodles in the water like this, isn't all the noodles in the water?"

"Now is not the time for you to ask questions, just follow me and rub them hard."

"When we look back, we will have the fried gluten for shabu-shabu and the cold skin for the cold dressing."

Cheng Chubi continued to knead in the water without raising his head. Li Ke and Fang Jun could only follow him to learn to knead the dough honestly.

No way, Brother Chu Bi's request was so bizarre, and they had to talk together.

It is said that it will be more fulfilling to eat the food that you knead.

Li Ke and Fang Jun didn't know whether there was a sense of accomplishment, but it didn't take long for the dough to be kneaded, and the original clear water gradually turned white.

Until the milky white water was rubbed out, it was poured into a basin.

Cheng Chubi asked the two of them to continue to add water and knead until the surface water became clear.

Then he stopped his hands, gathered the three dough **** into a basin, and slapped them with satisfaction.

"I see it now, this thing is gluten, and the white water we knead out can be used to make cold skin in a while."

"It's so strange. Why do I feel that the water I knead out is even whiter than the noodles?"

"Yes, yeah, and the appearance of this gluten doesn't look delicious. Could it be that the essence has been rubbed into the water?"

Cheng Chubi ignored these two squeaky and crooked guys, and continued to engage in trouble with the big pile of gluten.

How many ways to eat gluten, haha...many, many, many, oily gluten, fried gluten, braised gluten, roasted gluten...

Only you can't think of it, there is no gluten food that Cheng Chubi can't make, especially grilled gluten, and oily gluten for hot pot.