Song Xijiao thought that the master was shocked by her own health preservation content. She said modestly, "master, I listen to the villagers in the village and sort it out a little bit..."

"I mean, who wrote this word?"

Words? Song Xijiao glanced at the past. The words were written by Zhong Chun. It's nothing strange. Is the writing too good? She replied in a confused way: "the words are written by my husband."

"The hunter?"

Song Xijiao pouted and said, "yes, my husband's name is Zhongchun. Master, what's the matter? "

Green moss also came to have a look, surprised way: "younger martial sister, your husband really wrote a good hand!"

"Yes?" Song Xijiao laughed happily, "he is a low-key person, usually nobody knows, otherwise, there must be his name among the famous scholars in Jinzhou City."

Hao Lang Zhong shook his head and sighed, "it's your husband This word is very similar to an old friend of mine. It seems that it is only similar. "

"Old friends?" Song Xijiao opened her eyes and said, "what old friend?"

Moss good strange way: "master, you said the old friend, is not the palace people?"

With a smile, Hao Lang looked at the moss and said, "good guess!"

Hearing this, song Xijiao was shocked: "how can master know the people in the palace?"

"Ha ha, younger martial sister, you don't know. Shifu used to be a imperial doctor in the palace! However, he was once demoted from the palace because he failed to cure his beloved concubine

Song Xijiao was surprised that Hao Lang Zhong still had such an experience. She blinked her eyes and asked, "well, is this old friend of Shifu, long live?"

"Poof!" Moss just bit a bit of herb, smell speech a gush out, "long live Ye's word who don't recognize? The word "Jin" on the gate of Jinzhou is the handwriting of long live master. "

"Who is that?" Song Xijiao kept asking, a pair of to break the casserole to ask the end of the posture.

Hao Lang Zhong looked at her and sighed, "this man is Xu Guifei who died in front of me and left me helpless."

Thinking of Xu Guifei, Hao Lang's always sharp eyes have a layer of mist.

She is a beautiful woman. It is not too much to say that she is a beautiful woman.

I still remember that song Xijiao only wanted Hao Lang Zhong to help her correct her mistakes. Unexpectedly, he was willing to help her sort them out. She was overjoyed and immediately gave a salute: "then I'll make more delicious food for my master, so I can replenish my brain!"

"No need. I'm not a person who has a lot of appetite. If you have the spare time, you'd better learn more medical knowledge from your elder martial brother, so as not to go out in the future and lose my people in my guise."

Hao Lang Zhong said that he didn't leave any leeway, but when song Xijiao put a plate of crabapple and red bean cake and a bowl of buckwheat tea on the table, he coughed, transcribed and ate a piece of it.

While eating, I can't help but murmur. It's better to be a female apprentice! When did those boys know that they cared about his appetite!

Every day I eat the porridge dishes made by the two women, and the birds almost fade out of their mouths.

He ate two pieces of crabapple, and the greedy insect came up. He couldn't help but ask, "did you still have that jar of pickled vegetables you held last time?"

Song Xijiao said: "there are still half jars at home, and they are almost finished."

Hao Lang said, but he didn't say much.

Song Xijiao's eyes turned and immediately said, "I've got time to make more jars these two days. I'll give master one."

Hao Lang Zhong said again, after staying for a while, he suddenly said, "your elder martial brother, they often come to eat, and the moss has a large amount of food. Your pot of stewed vegetables will be bottomed out in two days. In my opinion, if you want to do it, you should simply do more, so as to save the toss and turn. "

Song Xijiao chuckled. Knowing that Hao Lang was greedy, she said, "yes, master, I'll do more this time. Let's eat enough."

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