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Chapter two hundred and seventy-four imitating the red whisk

Fu Zhixing stayed in Xucheng and achieved three goals at one stroke, both for official duties and for Yanhu, and the ninth day of the sixth month is Xucheng's Lotus Festival, which is also the birthday of lotus flowers. Watching lotus in midsummer is not only for the beauty of the flowers, but also for the coolness. In the fragrance of flowers, under the moonlight, and over the water, it is really a life like a god.

While watching lotus, you can not only enjoy the performances of singers and dancers, but also taste the delicacies made of lotus, such as purse rice, lotus leaf ribs, lotus cake, lotus seed porridge, lotus powder soup, and drink lotus wine and lotus tea.

Yan Huo knew that he had a poor alcohol tolerance and was afraid that he would be rude in front of others, so he used tea instead of wine and sat on the high platform by the lake with his wives, "Mrs. Lu, this dish is red and white, and I don't know what the name is?"

Mrs. Lu laughed and said, "The red one is lotus, and the white one is tofu. In the early morning, the lotus picks new lotus, removes its heart, blanches it in boiling water, and stews it with the tofu. The red and white intertwined, as if it were the glow of snow, so it is known as the "Snowy Glow Soup".

Yan Huo tasted it and nodded, "It's clear and tender and delicious, and the fragrance fills the mouth. This dish has both good color, fragrance and taste."

"Madam, you can also try this step-by-step lotus soup, which tastes light and sweet." Mrs. Lu introduced to her.

Yan Huo took a few sips as he said. The soup was stewed with fresh lotus root and pig's trotters. The chef skimmed off the oil, which was fresh but not greasy, and the aftertaste was endless.

The women talk about what they eat here, while the men comment on the singers and dancers, saying: "The lotus is not as good as the beauty's makeup, and the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and jade."

The one said: "The phoenix eyes are half bent and a cherry is a red lips."

Food, sex, and sex.

Fu Zhixing did not stop them, and of course he would not comment on the singer-songwriter dances with them, and his eyes did not fall on those vulgar powders. He saw that Yan Hu was sweet and he felt relieved when he saw that Yan Hu had eaten.

The singer who plays the lotus fairy, holding the pipa, sings while playing, "The green water and fu canals are blooming, and the red and white are everywhere. The wind passes the lotus fragrance constantly... and the fireflies fly away, and the six-zhu clothes are thin and the silk fan is stopped... The beauty always has a weak life, and I hope the husband is passionate."

After the song was sung, she was attracted to all the lords. She was prepared for the lords. But now, with Fu Zhixing, the imperial envoy, here, the lord Lu was naturally courteous and dared not enjoy it.

"Lingbo has seen the adults, so please give him mercy." Lingbo bowed his knees and raised his head to reveal his snow-white neck. Although she was a Qing Gong, she had been bought by a wealthy businessman in the city a month ago and was about to present it to the Lu Prefect today.

The female family stopped talking and looked over. Mrs. Lu looked at Yan Huo sympathetically. She thought that there would be another concubine in the mansion, but she unexpectedly arrived and solved her worries.

Yan Huo was not worried at all. She was leisurely eating lotus leaf lotus seed soup.

Fu Zhixing coldly glanced at Ling Bo who was pretending to be in a pretentious manner, "There is no shortage of fire-burning girls in my mansion."

Ling Bo looked up at Fu Zhixing in shock. She was extremely handsome. Everyone who had seen her fell under her pomegranate skirt. This adult was not only unmoved, but also belittled her like this, making her come out to see the guests. However, after seeing Fu Zhixing's appearance, she felt that it was natural that this adult was not attracted by her beauty.

"This is the end of today." Fu Zhixing stood up and left the seat, and walked towards Yan Hu.

"Sir, Ling Bo is willing to serve as a slave and a servant." Ling Bo fights for himself.

Fu Zhixing didn't hear it and asked Yan Huo softly, "Can you be full?"

Yan Huo had just finished eating lotus seed porridge and saw him coming, he raised his lips and smiled, "I'm full."

"I'm eating all over my mouth." Fu Zhixing took out a handkerchief to help her wipe away the remaining porridge from her mouth.

"Can you leave?" Yan Huo asked with a smile.

Fu Zhixing took her hand and said, "You can leave now."

Seeing the couple leaving hand in hand, Mrs. Lu was envious, "It is easy to ask for a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover."

The next morning, Fu Zhixing and Yan Hu left Xucheng and boarded the boat again. Yan Hu was not used to it again and vomited again. "It seems that I can only take a short distance, not a long distance." Yesterday, Yan Hu was not dizzy when he sat on a pleasure boat to appreciate lotus. Fu Zhixing thought that her seasickness problem had been solved.

Yan Huo was seasick and in poor spirits, and was drowsy all day long. Fu Zhixing was by her side, reading books, or playing games with her side.

"Criminal, there seems to be a boat following us behind." Guardian Han Fei came over to report.

Fu Zhixing's eyes were slightly cold, "Put on guard." The river channel was so wide that he had to let others sail.

In the evening, the boat stopped at the wild pier. The ear grass brought the cooked millet porridge into the cabin. Fu Zhixing fed Yan Hae and rinsed her mouth again. After she washed her face and lay down again, she lowered her head and pecked her lips, "Sleep well, and we will arrive in Luocheng in two days and take you to eat good food."

"Okay." Yan Huo smiled and closed his eyes.

Fu Zhi walked out, and Han Fei came to report again, "Criminal, the ship behind us is docking not far away."

"If there is no abnormal movement, don't pay attention to it." Fu Zhixing said in a deep voice.

At this time, a sound of piano sounds that seemed to be there and there was a melodious sound, like crying and complaining.

"Where did the piano sound come from?" Fu Zhixing asked coldly.

It has passed, and at this time, some people who like to go to bed early all go to bed to rest and play the piano to disturb people's dreams. Is it annoying?

Fu Zhixing frowned and walked to the bow of the boat. He saw a woman wearing white clothes on the shore playing the piano there. Under the water-like moon, the gentle woman sat gracefully beside the piano table, and her long black hair fluttered slightly in the evening breeze.

At this moment, this scene is like a fairy exiled to the world in the moon, beautiful and beautiful.

Han Fei subconsciously glanced at Fu Zhixing. Seeing that Fu Zhixing had no expression on his face, but his eyes were staring at the girl over there, his heart skipped a beat. The prince wouldn't... he also thought that woman was very charming, right?

Fu Zhixing walked down from the bow of the boat and slowly walked towards the girl. Han Fei wanted to protect his safety and followed him with a tough bullet.

Walking to the zither table, Fu Zhixing stopped. The person who played the zither was Ling Bo, who was playing the lotus fairy yesterday. She raised her head and looked at Fu Zhixing affectionately, "Sir, Siluo cannot be born alone. Ling Bo wants to ask Qiaomu to come and run away at night. I hope you will take it in."

The voice was gentle and moving, like the orioles singing in spring, which made people feel moved. But Fu Zhixing looked cold, "Don't play the piano at this time in the future."

Ling Bo pursed his lips and smiled, saying, "Don't you think playing the piano under the moon is a bit elegant?"

"Stop." Fu Zhixing turned around and walked back, "Han Fei, if anyone dares to make a sound again, disturbs his wife's rest and throws people into the river."

"Yes, sir." Han Fei bowed.

Ling Bo's appearance was pale, his feet were weak, and he fell back to the piano bench. Looking at Fu Zhixing, tears flashed in his eyes. How could there be such a cold-faced man in the world who is not pity for the sake of jade?

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