Another group of people and horses roared away, leaving only a group of young men and horses in the mountain, which was even more deserted.

"Prince, let's set off too." The attendant beside him asked in a low voice, looking at the young man who seemed to be still distracted.

The young man cried out, stretched out his hand to lift his hood, and looked in the direction he came from. The sound of horse hooves echoed faintly in the mountains. In the end, it was silent.

"Prince, what did the lady say to you? Why is the prince so absent-minded?" A man who looked like a steward came out and said with a smile. Compared to the respect of others, he was a bit casual.

The young man and Cheng Jiaoniang stood close and whispered. Except for them, no one else heard the last words.

The young man turned around, looked at the man, and smiled.

The prince loves to laugh and has a good temper, perhaps because he was raised in the palace and had no worries.

"She asked me if the husband of the He family was married." He smiled.

Everyone roared with laughter.

"The prince is so handsome and handsome, no girl will be ecstatic when she sees him." The man in charge laughed even louder.

"It's a pity that my father didn't wait until I got married." The young man said with a gloomy expression.

The laughter died away, and everyone around him looked sad.

"My condolences to the prince," the man in charge said, squeezing out a few tears, "Your filial piety is known to the prince in heaven, so we will be on our way as soon as possible."

The young man nodded and took the horse pulled by the attendant with some sadness.

"The carriage is broken down and the prince's route remains unchanged. How about we go to the front and change the water route?" The man in charge said something as he thought about it.

"But if you change to the waterway, you have to take a circuitous route," someone said.

"Haste makes waste. The prince's health is very important. He has never traveled such a long distance before. What if he is frightened again? The emperor and the queen mother will be worried." The steward said uneasily and worriedly.

"Then let's follow what Manager Liao said." The young man said, somewhat casually, "The most important thing is to travel safely."

The steward responded happily and went to arrange the delivery. Looking at his back, the young man had a sneer on his lips.

It depends on which one actually wants his own life.

The fisher has become the fisher, but the fisher still doesn’t know it. This feeling is also very satisfying.

The young man stopped laughing and looked in the direction he came from again.

One family's surname is Chen, and the other's surname is Zhou, so is this woman's surname Zhou or Chen?

He stretched out his hand to put on his hood, clamped the horse's belly, and galloped away.

Day and night, we rush on the main roads and byways, and the capital is getting closer day by day.

"Master Cao, I bought something."

Several entourage, carrying large and small bags, walked through the door of the inn.

In the hall, Manager Cao and others are eating.

"Send it here, let's eat quickly so we can go on our way," said Manager Cao.

The followers responded and entered.

"What do you want to eat, ma'am?" someone asked curiously, looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, "Aren't these all delicious?"

The road was full of travel day and night, and everything we had to eat and drink was worth every bite. Seeing that there were still three to five days left to travel to the capital, everyone felt much more relaxed. Although they wanted to go to Beijing in one go, Mr. Chen Si was still patient.

Let everyone stop here to rest for a while and eat a sumptuous meal.

This place is already a familiar place for everyone. We chose a good restaurant with a good reputation and ordered the famous signature dishes, but the lady only tasted one bite and stopped eating.

"Not good," she said.

Then he read out a list of strange items and asked her to go out and buy them. She wanted to make them herself.

Why is it bad? Such a good thing...

This lady is too picky.

Mr. Chen Si expressed euphemistically that he had no choice but to make do with it.

"You said you wanted to rest." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and said.

She speaks simply, but the maid will explain.

"Didn't my wife keep you company along the way?" The maid said unhappily, "While everyone was working hard on their way, my wife didn't say a word."

That's true.

This woman was really quiet along the way. She was so quiet that Mr. Chen Si and others could hardly remember that she was a woman. For example, when they encountered a pack of wolves that night, if it had been any other woman, she would have been so frightened that she would have cried and screamed.

But she was quiet, sitting when she needed to, and singing when she needed to...

I can endure hardship, but I am also spoiled and picky. It is really a contradictory sentiment.

The attendant who returned from delivering the items reported the accounts to Manager Cao.

"The money goes by really fast," he said.

"How much can these two girls eat?" Mr. Chen Si smiled and waved to his entourage, "I'll pay. I'll pay."

This was not possible, and Manager Cao was busy trying to stop it.

"You don't spend much, you don't spend much." He smiled.

"My wife doesn't use much. I give more to the brothers in Maoyuan Mountain." The attendant also explained.

"That's okay, the lady has a kind heart." Manager Cao said again.

He was really afraid that this lady wouldn't spend her own money. He didn't expect that she would spend it so happily. She was willing to let them spend money, which meant that she treated her as one of his own, so that was fine.

When I came here, I also said that I would give you whatever you asked for, and it was just money. As long as the person was there, money was nothing.

The maid handed over a handful of chopped vegetables and watched Cheng Jiaoniang put them into the pot.

The small pot was churning and boiling.

"Madam, you are really kind and give those people in Maoyuan Mountain some money." the maid said.

Cheng Jiaoniang moved to the side, used a spoon to mix sesame, sesame oil, soy sauce and other condiments into the soup bowl, sprinkled with green onions and handed it to the maid.

The maid took it in a daze, not knowing how to eat it.

"When the pot is boiling, rinse the rabbit meat and eat it." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The maid was suddenly stunned. She looked at the copper pot on the small stove in front of her, the thin meat and green vegetables in the plates, and then smelled the aroma of wine, pepper and pepper in the pot, and moved her index finger.

"It's not my money. Why don't you give it up if you use it for good deeds?" Cheng Jiaoniang said. She also mixed a bowl and turned around to sit down.

The maid giggled, watching Cheng Jiaoniang pick up the rabbit meat and put it into the pot, and then she also followed suit.

The aroma of steam filled the private room, and from time to time the maidservant's low cry and Cheng Jiaoniang's words could be heard.

"Blank it, put it in the sauce and let it cool down."

"Yeah, it's delicious."

“It’s not delicious, and there’s no good wine.”

"Madam, what is this way of eating?"

After a moment of silence.

"Pu Xia Gong." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the vegetables and meat rolling in the pot and slowly spit out three words.

After finishing the bowl of wine slowly, Mr. Chen Si felt a little unfinished, but he still had to hurry. After his father recovered from his illness, the brothers could really drink.

The entourage has already begun to prepare the carriages and horses.

"We have prepared a lot of vegetables, meat, and wine. I don't know when we will finish them." The attendant said to Mr. Chen Si in a low voice.

It's not made in one pot on the stove. It needs to be stir-fried separately, but it takes a lot of effort.

Mr. Chen Si shook his head and was about to speak when he saw a sound at the door over there and Cheng Jiaoniang and her maid came out.

"Madam, have you eaten?" Mr. Chen Si asked, a little surprised.

"Do you want me to eat well or not?" Cheng Jiaoniang put on her hood with one hand and asked him blankly while looking at him.

What kind of words are these! This woman's words are too annoying...

Mr. Chen Si was chatting, and Manager Cao on the side couldn't help laughing.

What you care about is not whether people are well fed or not, but whether they can travel on their way. If you insist on asking more about this, you are asking for trouble.

Qin Langjun was indeed right, he must let this woman do what she wants without saying anything.

Seeing the woman and her maid getting into the car, Mr. Chen Si shook his head and laughed at himself.

"You didn't eat well, so you got angry at me." He said. He couldn't help but walked to the elegant room and stretched out his hand to open the door. "Let's see how much food is left. Why don't we pack it up and take it with us to eat on the road..."

His voice stopped after opening the door.

In the elegant room, the square low table is dazzlingly arranged. There is a charcoal copper pot in the middle, with four or five plates on each side. There are bottles and cans on the food trays on the side. The charcoal fire has not been extinguished at this time, and there are still some in the pot.

It was steaming, but the bowls and plates were all empty.

The lingering fragrance lingers in the room.
To be continued...