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Section 85: The arm can't twist the thigh

At dusk, just as the night market with the best business, Boss Du made an exception to turn off the lights and closed the door. He hired a carriage and took the guest surnamed Guo to his private house in the south of Yangzhou.

I thought Xiaohe was taken away by the powerful and had no chance since then, but I didn't expect that things would turn around. Du Ji was mixed with feelings, both nervous and glad, his hands were trembling slightly, and his excitement was beyond words. Yunniang was deeply worried. How arrogant Liu was, how could he allow his niece to abandon Taibai Building and be a little cook? The other party must be a hidden big figure, forcing Liu everyone to swallow their anger and dared to complain in front of his son to cause trouble. As soon as the marquis entered the deep sea, Liu He bent to become a cook, how could he come out? What was the intention of the guest surnamed Guo? Is it really just for a bowl of croaker porridge?

But for the sake of her son, she had to take a gamble.

The carriage turned a corner, drove into the lush forest, and circled along the mountain road, stopping in front of a long-standing mansion. Several capable child servants came forward to see Guo Chuanlin, and as he ordered, he led Boss Du and his family to enter and rest in the flower hall for tea.

Yunniang is a person who has seen the world. When she saw the tables and chairs in the hall, she knew her identity. She hurriedly stopped Du Ji from sitting down, pulled her husband and son to stand at the bottom, and told them to wait patiently and not to show impatience.

"Mom, what are you doing? We are not servants!" Du Ji felt that since the master invited them, there was no need to be so reserved. If Liu He saw it, he would be embarrassed.

Yunniang pointed to a character hanging on the western wall and asked in a low voice: "Do you know who did that character?"

Du Ji looked up and saw a five-character poem written on it, "The water pushes the sand white, and the country will never forget it. When you are in the pond, you envy the fish, and you will go on stage alone before you grow old." The structure is wide open and close, with strokes erratic and decisive, and your strength is penetrated through the back of the paper. Although he was a humble family, he reads and writes with Yunniang since he was a child, and has also been involved in the poems of ink and ink. If he speculates carefully, the poem seems to have a sudden sense of passion.

Yunniang whispered: "That was the work of King Huai. Although there is no signature or seal, it is...it will not be wrong!"

Du Ji immediately gasped when he heard this.

Guo Chuanlin made a quick decision and invited Du's family to the mansion. He lowered his head and thought for a while. He was about to call Li Qixian, but suddenly heard familiar footsteps coming from behind.

He tiptoed, as if he didn't want to let himself notice it. He pretended not to know and let his gentle hands cover his eyes.

"Do you want me to guess who you are?" he asked with a smile.

Li Qixian's voice sounded in his ears, "Haha, if you deliberately guess wrong and tease me, would you guess who it is?"

Guo Chuanlin was not fooled by her, so he turned around to hug her waist. Li Qixian blushed and avoided, complaining: "Go out early and come back late, swaying outside all day, leaving me alone here, and I'm so suffocating!"

"I'll greet the guests in the flower hall first. I'll take you to the city to relax tomorrow and taste the flavor of Huaiyang cuisine." Guo Chuanlin's eyes fell on her, and she saw that she was wearing pink and dressed incredibly exquisite, unlike the past "clear water comes out of lotus".

Li Qixian looked at him from a distance through the window and asked, "Is it your friend?"

"No. The older two are the owner and cook of the 'Du Ji' tavern. The man's surname is Du, the woman's name is Yunniang, and the younger one is their son Du Ji."

Li Qixian was a little surprised. In her impression, Guo Chuanlin was not a hospitality person. He had a purpose in everything. "Do you want to rectify the banquet and entertain guests?" She guessed that there was not enough staff in the kitchen, so she asked them to help the kitchen.

Guo Chuanlin pinched the tip of her nose and asked, "Do you know who the cook is here?"

"Liu He from Taibai Building, I heard that the King of Huai specially sent someone to ask everyone for it." After eating a few delicious and light Weiyang dishes, Li Qixian became curious about the new chef. He asked about his origin and went to the kitchen to meet her. She had a good impression of Liu He, neat and refreshing, gentle and quiet, with a everyone's style.

Guo Chuanlin said: "It was a coincidence that I heard that Du Ji fell in love with Liu He and wanted to marry her into the house. I happened to ask Yunniang a few words and invited them all."

Li Qixian was stunned for a moment, immediately realized the key, and blurted out: "Who is Yunniang?"

"She knows how to cook authentic schnit porridge, probably the servant who was dismissed from the Han Mansion in Yangzhou. You go and call Liu He to calm Du Ji, and then invite Yunniang to the kitchen, and you will ask her about the skills of cooking schnit porridge."

Hearing the three words "典典典", Li Qixian immediately remembered his father and senior brother, Geling Town, Cheng Santiao, and the past events, like a scene.

The faded dream. She calmed down, her eyes circulated, and subconsciously said, "If you like clove porridge, I will cook it for you every day!" This is not acting coquettishly or politely, but thinking so sincerely. Blood feud is a double-edged sword, hurting others and yourself. Li Qixian felt very tired and just wanted to be by his junior brother's side and entrust everything to him.

Guo Chuanlin held her hand and said meaningfully: "These hands should not be equipped with kitchen knives. These hands are used to hold swords."

Li Qixian felt a stern. She realized that something was wrong. These days, she had been rich and frugal, and before she knew it, her will to revenge was getting worse. From when did she only focus on him and ignore the deep hatred she had carried? She lowered her head, clenched her fists, letting her carefully trimmed nails pierce into her palms, and murmured: "I know...I will not forget..."

Guo Chuanlin pinched her jaw and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm here, one day, I will help you kill the enemy and avenge your master."

Li Qixian glanced at him, with a complicated look, and turned around and ran towards the kitchen. Yes, the junior brother would help her, but she could not be a dodder that entangled the big tree. If she didn't have such a little bit of energy, how could she be worthy of her father who died tragically? Why should she fight with Qin Rong? The inexplicable spirit was determined in her heart, and hatred and victory were mixed together, which made her full of fighting spirit.

The arm could not twist its thighs, and the King of Huai was decreed. Even if everyone Liu was reluctant, they could only send Liu He to Guo's mansion and wash his hands as a cook. She had a lot of thought and found out that this mansion in the south of Yangzhou, surrounded by mountains and rivers was not the outer house of King of Huai, but was given to a private property of a coach named Guo. Who was a person who could bear such generous gifts from King of Huai? She was old and had a long sleeve and was good at dancing. She felt that it was very deep. She solemnly cared about her niece, who was cautious in words and actions, and did not violate the taboos and cause trouble.

Liu He is a smart person. He is influenced by his daily experience. Before leaving, he received a reminder from everyone else. Naturally, he knew what to do. Since she arrived at Guo’s mansion, she has been her own cook. She doesn’t say much or watch it. She is mostly stuck in the yard, staying with the little girl who is close to her, and only goes around the back garden after dusk to see the scenery of the lake and the mountains.

Therefore, when Li Qixian came to her and relayed Guo Chuanlin's orders, she did not show any surprise. She made up her mind to reject Du Ji's infatuation and would never leave any right and wrong.
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