MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man-Chapter 147 Osmanthus cake

The sky was clear and the whole night was busy. There were no signs of exhaustion on the faces of the Ministry of Defense and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, and some were joy and excitement after success. After years of recourse, he finally annihilated this troubled heart. Even their leaders were dragged by their tails.

It's just a pity ... Tang Chen and others put all the captured Nan Chen works in jail, and they couldn't help but feel a little regret.

Unfortunately, the most important person was brought into the inner palace by the emperor.

Fortunately, a decisive victory has been achieved. Even if there are still some missing fish, they are irrelevant little pawns. Nan Chen's years of business here have been ruined once, and it is impossible to resurrect in a short time.

Coming out of the bureau, Tang Chen couldn't help but think about how the emperor would deal with that person?

It's obviously not just him with this doubt.

"What will the emperor do with him?" Yan Changze horse walked on the road, guessing distressedly.

The party had just finished fighting and was about to return to camp in Perak.

Pei Tuo was silent, and then replied halfway: "Who knows?"

"It's a shame for such a good martial arts person." Yan Chang sighed. Although he didn't know the man's final outcome, such a crime, even a benevolent monarch, couldn't accept this kind of betrayal.

Bring it back to the palace, maybe just do not want to let the final outcome fall into the eyes of outsiders.

Yao Xingxu, who is also the captain of Cejun Military Academy, wondered: "Such a master should be famous in Nanchen. Fang Yuan, never heard of this name."

Pei Tuo sneered: "Of course, Bai Guangxi's name, who doesn't know Nan Chen?"

"Who?" Yan Chang's eyes nearly stared out. "Bai ... Bai Guangxi, don't scare me!"

Several other officers were horrified.

Pei Tuo glanced at him, well, when he knew the news, he also reacted similarly.

With his eyes staring blankly at the void, and half a ring, Yan Chang finally looked back at God. "No wonder he finally said that his family had been ... such a deep hatred ..."

Then I thought of it, wasn't it Pei Ye who was the most beloved lord who slaughtered the door of Bai Family? Yan Changyi smiled, and didn't say any more.

Inexplicably, everyone felt a little depressed along the way.

Ren Jinglei, who was walking next to Pei Tuo, didn't say a word. He walked to the gate of the fast city. He took the reins and said calmly, "I won't send you anymore. Sign up. "

Pei Tuo nodded, and the group parted ways.

The rising sun at the horizon rose, breaking through the rich darkness, and the rain that lasted all night was finally stopped. The water in the air was filled with the light and fresh breath unique to the rain.

Ren Jinglei spurred the horse, turned a corner, and entered the boundary of Qingyunfang.

He slowly slowed down, and a feeling of silence filled his mind. As if that night, the fierce battle still hovered by his side and stopped in his eyes.

His eyes were a little confused until he passed by the door of a mansion.

The quiet eyes gradually regained their vitality, and Ma Su didn't stop. He slowly walked the horse past the door of the Lord Jiang, and the slapstick driving the daughter-in-law on the street has passed for some days, and he did n’t know the person inside the door. How is your life now?

Thinking wildly, suddenly a small figure came into sight.

Ren Jinglei quickly grabbed the horse, so he didn't run into the little girl who got out of the alley beside him.

She was a small child and was clearly startled by the galloping horses that passed by suddenly. Almost fell to the ground.

Ren Jinglei leaped forward, and Feiying rushed forward, hugging her small body around her waist.

The little girl finally stood still and looked at the knight in shock.

She was beautiful and lovely, only four or five years old, with big eyes fluttering, full of aura of light.

It was the younger daughter, Min Niang, who had been with Mrs. Jiang, who had almost been evicted.

"Early in the morning, why did you run out alone, and the ring next to you?" Ren Jinglei held her up and asked, frowning.

"I sneaked out without telling them." The little girl smiled, staring at Ren Jinglei, and suddenly said, "I know you."

Ren Jinglei shook his hand. "What are you talking about?"

Min Niang's bright eyes flashed with joy, "How many times have I seen you before, I recognize you, you are the one hiding in the corner to peep at your mother."

Ren Jinglei looked stiff, "When did you notice?"

"I saw it several times."

"You didn't tell your mother?"

"Of course not, I didn't tell anyone." Min Niang whispered, "I know that if my grandmother knew it, she would scold her."

"Last time, my mother followed her grandmother to the next door to send flowers to Mrs. Wang. They were glanced at by the son of their family. After returning, her mother was reprimanded by her grandmother."

Speaking of later, Min Niang's expression was dim for a while.

Ren Jinglei's expression was even more bleak than her. He squatted down, stroked the little girl's hair, and comforted warmly: "Don't be sad, you must grow up quickly, your mother sees you safe and healthy, more important than anything else , Do n’t run out early in the morning. It ’s dangerous outside. ”

Even though Qingyunfang is a gathering place of wealthy and powerful people in Beijing, it is not easy to run around alone, what if you meet a gangster?

"I know. Today I sneaked out to buy Osmanthus cakes for my mother-in-law. The mother-in-law is not happy these days, so I want to buy something she likes to make her happy ... oh my cake."

Min Niang noticed that when she stepped back, the pastry had fallen out of her arms. The ground is full of muddy water.

Min Niang looked at her sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake with tears in her fingers.

"I'll buy another with you." Ren Jinglei said with a smile.

"is this okay?"

"I accidentally rode a horse just now and scared you, so that these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes fell into the water, and of course it should compensate you."

Ren Jinglei laughed, took Min Niang's hand, and entered the alley.

There really is a shop selling pastries there.

It already opened in the early hours of the morning. Ren Jinglei took Min Niang into the store, picked out a few snacks, and carefully packed them.

The two left the shop, and Ren Jinglei sent Min Niang to the back door of Jiang Fu.

Min Niang slipped out of Jiaomen while the caretaker didn't notice. At this time, there were already two girls ringing their teeth by the door, and they would not leave for a while.

Min Niang stepped, and was known to go out secretly, for fear of scolding.

Ren Jinglei next said immediately thoughtfully: "I'll take you back."

After that, she hugged her and jumped up from the wall not far from the back door, and landed firmly inside the mansion.

Min Niang stood on the ground and opened her mouth wide.

"It turns out that you are the legendary master of martial arts. I have heard from my second brother that many people who practice martial arts can fly soaring. No wonder, before I saw you peeking at your mother. But she couldn't see anyone again. "The little girl said inexorably.

Ren Jinglei put her down in the back garden and shaved her little nose. "Don't miss it, go back, or your mother will be concerned."

Min Niang nodded strongly, turned to leave, but quickly turned around, she found a snack from the paper bag in her arms and handed it to Ren Thunder.

"This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is sweet and glutinous, but delicious."

Ren Jinglei stunned, took it with a smile, and watched the little girl disappear into the garden.

While no one was paying attention, he stepped out of the courtyard of the Jiang family.

Leaning against the back wall, he closed his eyes and handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to his mouth.

Bite a bite, still faintly in memory, he has not eaten this for many years.

Ren Jinglei slowly took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, then clapped his hands and walked out of the alley.

When I returned to Pei House, the sky was already bright.

When the old manager at the door saw Ren Jinglei return, he opened the door and greeted, "Master Thunder is back."

"Zhou Bo, is the general up?" Ren Jinglei dismounted and asked with a smile.

"Just got up, I didn't sleep much last night, I read in the study and saw it late." Zhou Bo took the horse for thunder, complaining.

Zhou Bo is an old man of the Pei family. He used to be a steward before the Pei family was destroyed, and was later implicated in selling. When he was reduced to lowly servants, he did not forget to clean the sacrifices for the ancestral tombs of the Pei family. After Pei Yi recovered, he bought back some loyal old servants.

"Master Jinglei has been in Wucheng Bingmasi since he returned, and there are fewer when he returns." Zhou Bo complained, and Ren Jinglei also counted him looking at people who grew up.

Ren Jinglei smiled and said a few words, and quickly stepped into the atrium.

Sure enough, Pei Min just woke up and was having breakfast in the hall.

"Don't eat yet?" Pei Yue asked with a smile when Ren Jinglei came in.

Needless to say, naturally the servants of Pei's family put on the chopsticks.

Ren Jinglei sat down for the first time, accompanied Pei Yan to eat this breakfast.

The family son was born, and he paid attention to eating without talking. Although he spent all his life in the barracks, Pei Ye still kept these habits intact.

Ren Jinglei was taught by him since he was a child, so was Ben. But today seems to be a lot of talk.

Perhaps familiar dishes evoke memories.

After taking a few sips of rice porridge, Ren Jinglei couldn't help laughing. "Suddenly remembered when I was in northern Xinjiang, the general made egg scallions and rice porridge for me."

He was stunned by him, Pei Yi glanced at him and knew what he was talking about. When Ren Jinglei was eight years old, he came to him, perhaps because the whole family was slaughtered and he was greatly frightened. Over time, he was very frail and sick. Every night, it started to heat up.

Most of the barracks are rude, and the battle in Nanchen is tense. Where can I take good care of a child.

Pei Yue must take Ren Jinglei beside him. He often led troops during the day, discussed strategies at night until late at night, and had to worry about his body when he returned.

Once Ren Lei was so hot that he couldn't eat anything. Pei Ye personally cooked a rice porridge and egg ravioli for him.

Although born as a nobleman, he has been proficient in a wide range of disciplines since he was a child, and has extensive cooking skills.

After so many months of tossing, when the war eased, Ren Jinglei's body recovered slightly.

Pei Yue wanted to send him back to the northern capital to stay first, but Ren Jinglei was bothering him and refused to go back.

Pei Yue knew that all his family had lost his life and had a choice of dependence on others, so he had to insist on it. That Nanchen battle lasted for more than a year. On the battlefield, the coach Pei Wei also had enough trouble, and he was almost tired and ill several times.

Fortunately, the Southland was finally calmed down, and even more futile.

After that, Ren Jinglei was taken to Beijiang by Pei Yi. Whenever he became ill, Pei Yi would cook for himself.

But as you get older, the frequency is getting less and less.

However, occasionally Ren Jinglei will cook in person, fix some wine and dishes, and enjoy it for Pei Ye. Under the influence of Pei Yi, Ren Jinglei had no idea about the gentleman Yuanyuan.

Pei Yue remembered the first time he tasted his craft and laughed, "It's hard to raise children for a few years, and finally it's time to harvest."

Pei Tuo's kid didn't expect it at all. He could burn off the bottom of the pot by boiling water.

"How come to think of it again?" Pei Min laughed.

"The porridge and custard that the General cooked for me before are the most delicious porridge and custard in the world." Ren Jinglei said with a bowed head.

"The rice porridge in the world doesn't all have a taste." Pei Min shook her head with a smile and ended the topic.

The two continued to eat.

It wasn't until the meal was over and the hands were cleaned that Shih Shiran asked: "How was the battle last night?"

About the course of the matter, there was already an attendant who reported it back for the first time. But the detailed situation, especially the performance of the emperor and others, had to accompany Ren Jinglei, who was beside the holy driver, to say it again.

After listening to the entire process, Pei Min nodded, "The emperor's heart is more calm than I thought."

Ren Jinglei hesitated, "Just looking at the emperor's expression at that time, it was extremely painful, and I was afraid that my heart would be sad at this time."

"Well, I'll go to the palace." Pei Min nodded.

"Your five city soldiers and horses are busy there. Go ahead."