Xiang Ling's hand shook and he almost cut his hand. He turned his head and looked at Xin Yi angrily, then lowered his head and muttered shyly.

"Anyway, I don't like the formal and sour scholar like Mr. Deng."

"Pfft! My beloved is going to beat you again when he hears this."

Xiang Ling was born fairer and more beautiful than her husband, and she had a higher spirit. Maybe everyone likes to make up for their own shortcomings. The delicate and pretty little lady does not like weak scholars, but likes tall and majestic warriors.

After Xin Yi asked again and again, she finally failed to withstand the "deadly serial pursuit" and shyly expressed her thoughts.

"I like warriors like Coach Xue."

Xin Yi was surprised, "Teacher Xue?"

The Commander Xue Xiang Ling was talking about was Xue Tian, ​​the leader of the Forbidden Army who led his troops to Yaofang that day. A martial arts instructor was not even an official, at most he was an official, but the Forbidden Army was the emperor's guard, guarding the capital and preparing for the war.

To conquer garrison, to serve as a commander in the Forbidden Army, you have to have at least three to four thousand people under your command. In Bianjing, you are somewhat powerful and wealthy...

In an era where matching is important, marriage is not so easy to talk about.

"Why did you fall in love with Coach Xue?"

"How could I not fall in love with him? I just said that I like that kind of man." Xiang Ling continued to quibble, and probably felt that his statement was very pale. He lowered his eyes and said weakly:

"He is very nice. He brought someone to help me cook that day."

"...Is that it?"

"Also, he likes my cooking."

"I like it too, but I haven't seen you fall in love with me?"

Xiang Ling raised his head and smiled shyly at her, "I love you."

Xin Yi chuckled lightly, "You and Xue Tiantong met just once, right? Or did he confess something to you?"

Xiang Ling shook his head, showing an expression of sadness and regret.

"I met him once on the street on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. He took a few subordinates with him and met him in a hurry... He was very majestic in military uniform. I greeted him and he remembered me, but nodded and left without a chance to say anything.

talk."

Judging from her appearance, she seems a little interested.

Xin Yi said: "I'll ask Cheng Cang to inquire for you later."

After a pause, she glanced up at Xiang Ling again and said with a smile: "I thought you would fall in love with Cheng Cang or Duan Sui who are next to the prince. They are tall, handsome and good at martial arts, and they are right under our noses.

People can be trusted..."

"Not worthy of it." Xiang Ling said with a smile: "I do like it, but they don't like me."

"How do you know?"

"Why don't you know?" Xiang Ling winked, "We've known each other for so long. Do you think they looked at me seriously? If Brother Cheng Cheng gives me one more look, I'll marry you."

"Why not Brother Duan?"

"Uh." Xiang Ling thought for a while and said seriously: "Duan Sui is too frivolous. I don't think he will be devoted to his wife. As for Cheng Cang, if any woman is lucky enough to marry him, she will be like the king of the county.

loyalty……"

Xin Yi didn't expect that the young lady had thought so much in private, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, okay, after all, it is Xue Tian who can catch your eye. Later I will help you find out about the Xue family, whether he is married, and what kind of little lady he likes..."

Xiang Ling was shy, chopping loudly on the cutting board, "People may not like me..."...

"Slow down, be careful with your fingers." Xin Yi laughed and continued her words, "Why don't you like her? You are beautiful and you are a good cook. Which man would be lucky enough to marry you?

What a blessing.”

Xin Yi is not talking nonsense.

Xiang Ling has a very good appearance. She was a little darker when she was working as a farmer in Zhangjiacun. But in the past few years, she has been pampered in a medicine shop. Her skin has become fairer, her figure has grown, and she has become very confident. She has no temperament at all.

No worse than a young lady from a wealthy family.

Privately, Xin Yi really hoped that Xiang Ling and his beloved could marry Cheng Cang, Duan Sui, Yi, Chuan Shangyou and other guards around Fu Jiuqu. After all, the wealth would not go to outsiders. But he had no choice but to leave things to chance.

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Talk about Cao

Cao Cao is here.

As soon as the dishes were served, Fu Jiuqu took several guards to the medicine shop.

They came from Shenyu Wazi to see Mr. Qingyu.

In recent days, Fu Jiuqu went to support him whenever he had free time. He would sit when he was there and leave when he was not there. Many rumors spread in Bianjing.

Xin Yi once laughed at him, and if he continues to praise him like this, the unofficial history in the future will probably say that Young Master Qingyu and Prince Guangling are long-lost brothers...

Fu Jiuqu just laughed.

He went there to investigate "Dongxiange".

However, he has listened to this Zhugong tune seven or eight times, and he has not heard anything unusual from it, let alone a treasure. The Qingyu Master is a well-behaved entertainer.

Even if he extends an olive branch, he never flatters others.

"Did Young Master Qingyu appear on stage today?"

"Hmm." Fu Jiuqu frowned slightly, "He doesn't look too good."

Xin Yi looked at him in surprise and stopped adding soup.

"Are you... okay?"

Fu Jiuqu raised his head, "What's going on?"

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows inadvertently and looked at him with an ambiguous look, "You can still tell that his face looks bad despite being so far away and putting on makeup? Tsk tsk tsk..."

A click of the tongue is very expressive.

Meaningful.

Fu Jiuqu saw what she meant, chuckled, and stretched out his hand.

"Soup."

Xin Yi handed him the soup bowl and didn't say anything else at the dinner table. He just turned around and coaxed the three little ones to eat more.

At that time, the three little ones were whetted by Xiang Ling in the medicine shop, and they really liked the dishes cooked by their aunt. Xiang Ling also pampered them and specially prepared some beautiful pastries, which made the children laugh constantly.

It was a very enjoyable meal.

The guards and girls took turns eating elsewhere.

Xin Yi asked Fu Jiuqu to look after the child while he went to find Cheng Cang.

The Forbidden Army was the elite of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the Imperial City's ministers and soldiers were the best selected from the Forbidden Army. Only those who were talented and brave could be competent. It can be said that the best were selected from among the best.

In Xin Yi's opinion, Cheng Cang is better than Xue Tian after all...

However, when she talked about Xiang Ling, Cheng Cang was full of doubts.

"Didn't Xiang Ling go to Yangzhou?"

Xin Yi really wanted to slap her forehead, "That's my beloved. Xiang Ling is the pretty little lady who knows how to cook. Don't you remember?"

Cheng Cang suddenly understood and nodded, "Forgot it."

We have known each other for so many years, but I have never taken this girl seriously, and I have not even figured out which one is which...

Xin Yi gave up on being a matchmaker and asked about Xue Tian.

Cheng Cang said: "My subordinates and Xue Tian are old acquaintances. We entered the camp together and were both envoys in the Guards Department. Why did the princess ask about him?"

Xin Yi asked in a low voice: "Is this person married? What is his character like?"

Cheng Cang glanced at her with a slight doubt on his face, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just said seriously: "We haven't been in contact with each other for many years. My character was quite good back then, but now I can't tell... are we going to get married?"

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Should I go back and find someone to inquire?"

"Okay, thank you, Brother Cheng." Xin Yi saluted, turned around, walked a few steps, and suddenly turned back, "I wonder if Brother Cheng has a sweetheart? What kind of girl does he like?"

She was possessed by a matchmaker for a while, and her curiosity arose.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Cang was startled and lowered his eyes.

"My subordinate has never thought about it."

Xin Yi smiled and said: "Then think about it carefully? Think about it now?"

Cheng Cang pursed his lips slightly, "She's like the princess of the county."

Xin Yi choked.

He looked serious and didn't look like he was joking, but was it appropriate to speak like this?

Xin Yi smiled softly and was about to say something to smooth things over when he saw Cheng Cang's expression change.

There were neither light nor heavy footsteps behind him, and a sound reached his ears.
To be continued...