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It was still dark at this time, so naturally it wasn't time for dinner yet.

With this little free time, Mr. Wang first moistened his pen and ink, spread out the paper, and after thinking for a long time, he picked up his pen and began to write on the white Zuo Bo paper.

In Wang Sheng's opinion, Changqiu Palace is, after all, a behemoth, and it must not be easy to deal with it.

Saying is always easier than doing.

Don't look at Wang Sheng being able to talk eloquently in front of Sima Yu.

Although being able to speak is a skill, it is not a very powerful skill.

Being able to do things is much more important than being able to speak.

certainly...

In this slightly deformed era, being able to speak is, to a certain extent, more important than being able to do things.

but...

To deal with Jia Nanfeng, just speaking is not enough, you still have to have real skills.

Put pen to paper.

Wang Sheng began to work hard.

However, Wang Sheng had not been writing for long before the door was knocked again.

Um?

Wang Sheng frowned.

Could it be Wang Dun?

but...

Shouldn't it?

Wang Sheng stepped forward and opened the door. The wooden door opened slightly, and he saw the maid Zhunu.

Wang Sheng frowned slightly.

"Does His Highness have any orders?"

"His Highness has no instructions. Even if His Highness has instructions, it is the palace maid who comes to inform me. It is not my turn, sir. I heard that scholars always sit on their knees. If they sit for a long time, their legs and feet will become numb. This is what I did."

The cushion can be placed under your feet, so your feet will not feel sore and numb."

Zhu Nu held up a taupe cushion and looked at the workmanship. It looked good.

He is also a very ingenious person.

"You are also interested, but I am just a humble person. Even if you are valued by His Highness, it is nothing more than that. Your thoughts should be spent on the two gentlemen of the Langya Wang family. Their noble sons have a better future than I am.

, it’s much better.”

"What kind of woman do you think this slave is?"

Wang Sheng remained silent.

"Hmph, woo woo~"

Zhu Nu smashed the cushion down and ran away crying.

The cushion naturally fell in front of Wang Sheng's eyes.

What a coincidence...

interesting.

bump!

Wang Sheng closed the door directly, walked to the front of the book, sat down on his knees, and continued to write his own things.

To Wang Sheng, this maid was just a small episode.

certainly..

Maybe this episode will be interesting.

outside the door.

Under the old locust tree outside Wang Sheng's guest room, Zhu Nu looked at the cushion on the ground bitterly, with a look of reluctance in her eyes.

"This Hansu actually looks down on me... Hey, these literati are troublesome..."

Every day, the setting sun falls downwards in the same manner as ever. It hits the edge of a mountain knife-like corner and breaks into pieces. The fragments fly up and gradually turn into bright lights, making everything in the world particularly clear.

Through the window, Wang Sheng seemed to see the distant mountains in the twilight, as dark and majestic as the Dai Dai. In the vast sky, there were two white poplars and green pine trees standing on the top of the mountain. The breeze swayed their branches and leaves, and in the sunset glow,

Under the reflection, it looks more vigorous and taller. The whirling branches and leaves reveal the afterglow of the setting sun, as if the mottled setting sun is hanging on the treetops and falling little by little.

After walking out of the room, Wang Sheng twisted his sore neck and discovered that the so-called distant mountains were nothing more than a rockery in the crown prince's womb.

Until you step out of this room, you won't know how much of the scene outside is real or fake.

"Mr. Lang, Your Highness invites you to dinner."

Dinner.

Um.

It's time for dinner.

Wang Sheng touched his stomach and found that he was also a little hungry.

When it was time for the dinner party, Wang Sheng followed the palace maid there. When they arrived at the destination, Wang Sheng found that he and Director Wang were the only ones at the banquet, but Wang Dun was not there.

"Lang Jun, have you written down the specific strategy?" Sima Yu sat on the main seat and looked at Wang Sheng with a chuckle.

Wang Sheng nodded slightly and said:

"It will be presented later."

"Why don't you see Brother Chu Zhong?"

"Zhu Zhong has arrived."

"oh?"

Wang Sheng's expression did not change.

"Come on, come on, this is a dish specially prepared for you. It would be a pity if Chu Zhong doesn't come."

Wang Sheng could feel that Sima Yu felt a lot more relieved about him.

Became very close.

Ah.

interesting.

Wang Sheng adhered to the principle of eating without talking and immersed himself in eating hard.

Since the Han Dynasty, iron tools have been popularized, and since then, knives have been equipped with wings for soaring.

During the cooking process, the knives used to handle animal and plant raw materials are sharper and easier to process, thus taking on more forms in cooking techniques.

Knife forming methods are becoming more and more diverse, including slices, strips, rims, and squares. Processing methods include breaking, cutting, cutting, etc.

Various dairy products appeared in the north, including Wuhu, which originated from the nomadic people in the northwest, and the proportion of beef and mutton also increased.

It is also worth mentioning that stir-fry cooking has already appeared during this period. The cooking methods included in "Essential Art for Qi Min" include eating raw, pickling, air-drying, soup, chowder, stewing, steaming, frying, and stir-frying.

Stuffed, roasted, canned, etc., Wang Sheng no longer has to worry about not having to cook.

certainly.

Stir-fried vegetables have not yet become popular.

Fish stuffed with milk, milk porridge, venison, and sheep head, paired with fine wine.

Wang Sheng was very satisfied with the food served in the palace.

After eating and drinking, the prince did not keep Wang Sheng, so Wang Sheng and Director Wang left the banquet palace.

"Brother Maohong, brother Chu Zhong are you angry with me?"

Director Wang shook his head and said: "It's nothing. My brother, I don't know why he's been so crazy lately. Let's take a rest early. I'm afraid His Highness will have other orders tomorrow."

"Um."

Wang Sheng nodded slightly, thoughtfully, and walked away.

Director Wang, who was left behind, took a deep look at Wang Sheng's back and turned back to Chengxiang Hall.

Returning to the courtyard of the guest room, before Wang Sheng could enter the room, he saw a maid at the door.

What surprised Wang Sheng was that the maid was not Zhu Nu, but someone else.

She has a double-ringed bun, beautiful eyebrows, a moonlit pleated long skirt, and a mischievous and clever look in her eyes.

Looking at her face, you can tell that she is someone who can't take any time off.

"Who are you?"

"My maid is called Tongnu. Something happened in Sister Zhunv's family. In the past few days, I will serve my husband."

"oh."

Wang Sheng nodded slightly, not surprised by this answer.

This small guest room, or rather this palace, is not as simple as Wang Sheng thought.

After entering the door, he turned around. Just as Wang Sheng was about to close the door, the maid Tong Nu followed him in step by step.

"Why come in?"

Wang Sheng frowned, his intention to chase away the guests was directly reflected on his face.

"How can I serve my husband if I don't go in?"

"Serve? This is the Crown Prince's Palace. I work for His Highness the Crown Prince. I don't need you to compose poems."

"Mr. Lang."

Tongnu bit her lips, clasped her hands together, and said with weak but very tempting words: "His Highness wants a slave to serve the prince. The husband wants the slave's body, so the slave will naturally be given to him."

"And slaves and sisters have learned all the tricks on how to serve men..."

"hehe."

"But I only care about the way of saints and sages, and I don't care about bed matters."

Tongnu rolled her eyes. She knew that most men were controlled by their lower bodies. She didn't believe that Wang Sheng was not the same.

But she didn't come directly.

"You can also be a slave."

"Are you literate?" Wang Sheng asked as if he had thought of something.

"I have been able to read since I was a child. I can still write some vulgar poetry, but I am stupid."

"If you can write, then come in."

Wang Sheng made way for her.

The latter's face immediately showed a look of joy.

"Thank you sir."

After closing the door, Wang Sheng looked at the Tong girl, pointed at the pen and paper on the top of the book, and said, "I read, you write."

"ah?"

The maid was stunned for a moment, a little caught off guard.

"Write, write?"

"That's right. Could it be that you don't know how to write?"

"Yes, of course I can, slave, but..."

Let her come in and just write, shouldn't she do something else?

Tong Nu felt a little disappointed for a while.

As for Wang Sheng, since he got rid of one maid, another one will come, so it is better to take advantage of the situation and find a free labor force for himself.

only...

What to do with her?
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