The Strong Wife From Peasant Family Chapter 422 Good Play

He looked at Old Man Xue and said, with your intelligence, how could you not understand?

"..."

Old Man Xue suddenly lost his mood and asked the Lord Messenger again. Was what he said true?

Was he doing it on purpose?

"It was cooked." The messenger replied snappily. Was there a need to lie to him? Really …

Seeing that the messenger did not seem to be lying, Old Man Xue sighed. He had not lived enough and did not want to return so early.

The thought that he was going back to the colourful vat in the palace made him very unhappy.

He was becoming more and more envious and jealous of Luo Laotou.

How could he have been so stupid as to not insist?

If he didn't insist on going back to become an imperial physician, the emperor probably wouldn't be able to do the same …

No, the Emperor can.

Thinking of this, he sighed heavily again.

When would the emperor be willing to let him go? Didn't he see that he was old? Do you want to retire?

He was not the only imperial physician in the palace, so why did he have to grab hold of him and not let him go?

He wondered what the Emperor was thinking.

The official glanced at Old Man Xue, telling him not to sigh. Since this was a foregone conclusion, sighing was useless.

Even if he were to completely exclaim all of Ninghua County's leaves, he had to obediently follow him back to the capital.

After letting him live here happily for so long, he should be satisfied.

Old Man Xue resentfully looked at the lord messenger, then sighed heavily at him once more.

"..."

Are you done yet? Was he doing it on purpose?

"Old Man Xue, if you don't want to accept reality, you'll have to accept it. Tomorrow morning, obediently come back with me."

"Must we go back?" Old Man Xue's heart was thumping, "How about you tell the emperor that I'm sick and can't leave for a while?" He was giving a rotten idea to the lord messenger.

He resisted returning to the capital, to the colourful vat of the palace.

How happy he was here, fishing, hunting in the mountains... This was the life he wanted!

If you have the ability, then go and tell the emperor. Don't tell me, I'm just a errand boy.

Could he be the Emperor's Lord? Seriously …

Old Man Xue knew that this matter was something that could not be changed, he just wanted to complain.

"Must we leave tomorrow morning? You can't stay here for two more days? " Seeing that he could not convince the Messenger, Old Man Xue fought for his life in other areas, "Old Man Su, do you really not want your old bones anymore?" They had traveled thousands of miles to Ninghua County. Those who did not rest and rushed back were not able to take it.

Not to mention this bunch of old bones, if they were to b.u.mpy and b.u.mpy again, they would really disperse.

Don't think that everything will be fine if he follows you back. That's impossible, he doesn't have the ability to steal someone from Yama King.

The messenger frowned. He really did want to return as soon as possible.

Seeing that, Liu Zhimo opened his mouth to advise: Master Messenger, do you want to rest for another day? Seeing that the messenger wanted to refuse, he continued, "This official knows that you want to return early to report, but, think about it, if you get sick on the way, won't it delay you even more?"

Forget about his character, even if he was an old friend of Mr. Luo's, he still had to advise him to stay here for one more day to nurture his spirit.

"Yeah, Old Man Su, don't be careless." Old Man Xue immediately followed up with another word of advice.

Mr. Luo also said that he should rest well today.

Seeing that the others were trying to persuade him, the messenger pondered for a moment before nodding his head.

Actually, he was afraid that he would get sick midway and delay matters.

Since that's the case, then listen to them and rest for one more day.

If he recovered his spirit, he could continue on his journey with twice the result and half the effort.

Seeing that the messenger agreed, Liu Zhimo laughed and let him eat grilled fish to fill his stomach.

The messenger nodded his head and took another roasted fish to eat.

After he finished eating, Liu Zhimo took the opportunity to ask him, did the Emperor punish Magistrate?

"There is …" The lord messenger looked at Liu Zhimo, "Is Lord Liu very close to Lord Magistrate?" As far as he knew, the Magistrate was the Prince's man and the sworn enemy of the Liu Family. How could they know each other?

"What's the punishment?"

"It's not a very serious punishment. It's only a punishment of a year's worth." The official said with some dissatisfaction, "It should be that the prince protected him behind his back. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would at least lose a layer of skin." He truly suspected that Lan Gang was brainless. Under such a serious situation, he dared to refuse to send troops to save Liu Zhimo. If it wasn't for Liu Zhimo's great fortune, he would have …

Hearing the emperor's punishment of the Magistrate, Liu Zhimo heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

Since the punishment wasn't too severe, he didn't have to spare any effort to plead on his behalf.

The lord messenger looked at Liu Zhimo and asked why he was so concerned about the Magistrate.

Liu Zhimo laughed and said, the Magistrate was not bad.

Hopefully, the Magistrate would not disappoint him.

"..."

Looking at Liu Zhimo, then looking at Mr. Luo, the messenger asked Mr. Luo, did he not tell Liu Zhimo?

Mr. Luo understood the head and tail of the messenger, he said indifferently, he knew.

From the moment he recognized Liu Zhimo, he had already told him about his relationship with the capital. This gave him some confidence so that he wouldn't be blinded by anything if he met with it.

Since he knew, why did he still …

The lord messenger looked at Liu Zhimo in confusion. What was he thinking?

Liu Zhimo smiled, but did not explain.

As long as he knew, there was no need to explain it to others.

Seeing that Liu Zhimo did not want to say it, the lord messenger did not continue asking. In the blink of an eye, he looked towards the fish that Mr. Luo was roasting and eagerly said that he wanted to roast too.

Mr. Luo lifted his head and looked at him, and raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"Old Man Su, do you know how?" Mr. Luo did not make a sound, but Old Man Xue did.

He bet that Old Man Su wouldn't be able to roast it well.

Being looked down upon by others, the messenger became unhappy. He lifted his official's robe and loudly said, "What's so difficult about this?"

Wasn't it just grilled fish? What's so hard about it?

Even Luo Laotou, who never lived, could roast fish, so how could he not?

"Sure, you do it." Old Man Xue moved his position, allowing the lord messenger to join in.

The messenger excitedly skewered a fish and placed it on the grill.

Mr. Luo and Old Man Xue looked at each other, waiting to see a good show.

Three quarters of an hour later, Old Man Xue gave the official in charge of handling a smile that was not a smile, looked at the fish in his hands, and clicked his tongue twice. Did he really think it was easy to roast fish? What a joke …

The Lord Messenger: "…"

He frowned at the burnt fish, wondering which step was wrong. He saw that Luo Laotou and the others were just roasting it like that?

How could he have burnt it?

"This is my first time roasting fish, so it's normal that I make mistakes."

"Yes, very normal." Old Man Xue laughed out loud. "Old Man Su, are you still going to continue cooking?"

The messenger snorted. He didn't give up and threw the fish to the side. He placed another fish on the skewer and continued roasting it, hoping to wash away his shame.

This time, he roasted very carefully, afraid that it would burn.

When he saw that both sides of the fish was burnt yellow, he proudly picked it up and showed it to Old Man Xue, and then showed it to Mr. Luo, "Look, look, this is my standard." It was a mistake just now …

Old Man Xue shot him a glance and said, Not bad, you can taste your own cooking skills.

The messenger smilingly blew at the grilled fish. Feeling that it was enough, he took a big bite out of it.

The next moment, his face stiffened as he looked in disbelief at the roasted fish that still had traces of blood on it.

He turned his head and spat out the fish in his mouth.

Not familiar …

Old Man Xue and Mr. Luo looked as if they were talking about something.

"Why not?" Wasn't the outside scorched yellow? The messenger was greatly shocked. "Why didn't you tell me that you're not familiar with each other?" I let him take a big bite out of me...

Mr. Luo said calmly. Looking at how confident you are, I can't bear to insult you.

"..."

He thought that the two old men wanted to see him make a joke out of himself, so he chose not to tell him about it.

"Is it delicious? "What do you think of your cooking skills?" Old Man Xue purposely asked the Lord Messenger, "Is roasting fish especially easy?"

"..."

He placed the fish back on the grill, then turned to ask Liu Zhimo, "When do we start eating?"

He was going to eat. He didn't want to be hurt by these two old men again.

Liu Zhimo told him to wait, and he told someone to ask him.

After a while, the guard returned and said that it was time for dinner.

The messenger stood up and patted his official robe, saying that he would go eat dinner.

He was really hungry. Even after eating two roasted fish, he did not feel full.

Liu Zhimo responded and called Mr. Luo to go eat with him.

Mr. Luo and Old Man Xue had already roasted fish and prepared to give it to the children to eat.

The three old men hadn't seen each other in a long time. It was inevitable that they would have a lot of wine if they met again.

Looking at the three old men who were drunk, Liu Zhimo rubbed his forehead and asked the guards to send them back to bed.

On the next day, with Li Qingling's approval, Mr. Luo and the messenger went to the Ningxia.

The messenger had also eaten the roasted wild/roasted chicken rabbit that Mr. Luo had personally roasted. It had to be said that Mr. Luo's culinary skills were not bad, and had conquered his stomach.

After filling their stomachs, the three old men went back to pick up wild animals and only returned home in the evening.

He looked at Old Man Xue and said, "No wonder you don't want to go back to the capital, it's so fun here, even I don't want to go back."

After Old Man Xue heard this, he walked over to the head of the messenger and asked him if he could stay for a few more days.

He really did not want to return to the capital.

The messenger firmly shook his head, saying that he couldn't stay any longer. This matter was more important.

If it wasn't something important, he would have stayed for a few more days. Unfortunately …

"Really?"

"I can't …"

Old Man Xue sat back on the chair and sighed, "I'm jealous of you Luo Laotou, I can stay however long I want, but no one cares."

Hearing Old Man Xue's words, the messenger was jealous of Mr. Luo.

Mr. Luo took a sip of the tea, his expression full of satisfaction.

Envy and jealousy were useless. They still had to go back.