Chapter 212: Make the Emperor Wash Radishes?

ou within two months. Let's adjust our contract deadline to the end of two months."Yun An'an said, while Bei Chen Yi ate porridge and listened."That's about it, uncle. Is there anything else you want..."[]"

Yun An'an was injured, so she naturally didn't have to go to the kitchen.

Leisurely lying on the noblewoman's couch in the study, reading a book. Cooking is naturally taken care of by the spare chefs in the mansion.

But on a daily basis, Yun An'an would always cook a large quantity of dishes. The guards at Yi Wangfu instinctively served themselves a spoonful each, which was enough for them to finish a large bowl of rice.

But today, light and watery radish soup.

"The water used for washing dishes after the princess cooks is more delicious!"

"I hope Her Royal Highness gets well soon!"

"May all the gods and Buddhas bless me. I, Wang San, have never asked for anything before, but now I only wish for Your Highness to recover quickly."

Not far away, Qingfeng looked at the bowl of white radish soup and lost his appetite.

Having spent so long by the Queen's side, my palate has become quite discerning. I naturally couldn't stomach radish soup.

"Why the long face"

Bai Shiqi got off the carriage and glanced at Qingfeng holding a bowl of carrot soup.

"Didn't you have money to buy meat today"

"Isn't it ~ Your Highness, the Princess is not injured Uncle Qi cooked, yesterday he made the Princess sprain her ankle, the eldest master sent a basket of radishes to try"

"No!"

Bai Shiqi refused. He'd rather eat outside.

"My lord, I shall go to Tianxiang Pavilion and reserve a table for wine and food."

"No need, this king shall cook personally."

"Huh"

"What"

My Lord, are you serious

Didn't the Queen write a sign on the kitchen door, expressly forbidding Your Highness from stepping into the kitchen half a step

Bai Shiqi and Qingfeng looked at each other, then hurried forward to try and dissuade Beichen Yi from his idea of cooking.

But a certain lord had already taken the lead.

An hour later.

Yun An'an, who was reclining on the noble concubine's couch, got up and stretched. She then smelled a very complex scent permeating the air.

How would you describe...

It might be the taste of mixing chemical elements together.

"What does it taste like"

Following the scent out of the room, the strange smell in the courtyard was even stronger.

In the distance, Bei Chen Yi was walking towards them with a lunch box in hand. She wore her usual apron that she wore when cooking.

Suddenly, Yun An had a bad feeling about something.

This guy, isn't he going to cook

"Uncle, what are you dressed up for"

"Come, An'er, taste the fruits of my labor."

One hand held a lunchbox, and the other supported Yun An'an as she sat down.

"Seeing that Aner is injured, my heart is filled with worry. Today, I asked the imperial kitchen chef to prepare a chicken soup for Aner to try."

As he spoke, Beichen Yi opened the food box. In that instant, it was as if a special effect had been added. Yun An'an saw black energy swirling within it faintly.

The first layer of the lunchbox was a thick, pitch-black substance. Inside the black, there were streaks of green, and within the green, a faint blush of blood red.

Moreover, in that murky mess that could only be called soup, some bones were floating up and down.

"What's this... "

"Black sesame,烏雞 (black chicken), ginseng and turtle soup."

Beichen Yisheng ladled a bowl and placed it in front of Yun An'an. The tenderness in his deep eyes seemed to be waiting for Yun An'an to savor the taste and give him positive feedback.

"Black sesame... black chicken... ginseng... turtle soup! This, this is a complete set of ingredients."

Yun'an an was holding a spoon, her heart in turmoil.

Drink up, fifty percent of you will die.

It's better not to refuse, it would hurt Beichen Yi's pride. After all, he, the regent king, has worked hard to cook this soup.

Never mind! Death is death, after eighteen years I'll be a hero again.

Yun'an an took a tiny spoonful of the big tonic soup, held it to her mouth, and then sipped it delicately.

But just that one bite, the congee, with a taste comparable to tear gas, rushed straight into my mind.

Yunan forced down the thoughts she wanted to vomit.

"Well...it's okay, it's just too salty. I have an ankle injury and can't eat anything too salty."

"Come and try this dish. It was created by my husband after consulting with the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau and the imperial chef."

The second layer of the lunchbox was a whole fish. Looking at Beichen Yi's injured and wounded body, Yun Anan knew how miserably this fish had died.

I'll just have a small bite, I'm not very hungry.

Picking up her chopsticks, Yun An'an symbolically picked up a piece of fish belly meat. The fish looked quite intact, so it probably wasn't that bad.

When~~~

When Yun An'an's chopsticks struck the fish's belly, there was a *clink* sound, like striking metal.

Dang dang~~

Ding ding ding ~~~

"Uncle, you're a prodigy! It's a shame you're not an alchemist."

Yun An'an was very suspicious and really wanted to figure out one thing.

What method did Beichen Yi use to make fish poop so hard

"Well, tell me, what have you done to my kitchen"

Putting down her chopsticks, Yun An'an held both hands on her shoulders and looked at Bei Chenyi.

She needs to mentally prepare herself, and then when she looks into the kitchen, she won't faint from anger.

"Don't worry, my dear. I definitely didn't destroy the kitchen."

As they were speaking, Lord Wang arrived.

In the distance, Old Master Wang walked over with his hands behind his back, sniffing the air around him as he went.

"Stewed poop What kind of flavor is this"

Walking up to the two, he saw a plate of fish and a large bowl of dark congee on the table. Old Wang reached out and picked up Yun An'an's small bowl.

"Black sesame paste, you say Well, old man's hungry just right. After I finish this, I'll tell you all about the thirteen border cities."

"Old Wang, don't drink..."

Before Yun'an could speak, Lao Wangye finished his bowl in one gulp.

When that pungent smell shot straight to the top of his head and flowed down to his limbs, Old King stood stiffly in place, the bowl in his hand crashing to the ground with a loud crack, shattering into pieces.

To put it mildly, in just a few breaths' time, Lord Wang's face had turned ashen.

"Shit...it's poisonous!!"

With a thud, Old Master Wang's eyes rolled back and he collapsed onto the ground.

Passed away at the age of sixty-nine.

"Qingfeng, Bai Shiqi... you two drag Old Wangye to vomit."

"Understood."

Bai Shiqi and Qingfeng stood on either side of Old Master Wang, leading him to the well. They drew water bucket by bucket.

Until Old Wang vomited out all the black sesame, ginseng, and turtle soup he had just eaten, he didn't return from the brink of death.

But the man, there was only half his life left.

"Uncle, I beg you, for the peace of the world and for the sake of all people, please never cook again."

Okay, my husband will listen to you.

Beichen Yi glanced at Yun An'an, then at the third layer of the food box, and let out a silent sigh.

Actually, the third dish he made looked pretty good.

……

Yi Wangfu, side room.

Old Wang lay in bed, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"For so many years I've roamed the Northern Star Kingdom, and yet I almost died from a simple bowl of black sesame paste."

"Well, you're not dead, are you I'll just make you a special cake to get your strength back!"

Upon hearing there was cake, Old Master Wang perked up instantly.

"Once you say it, don't take it back."

"I will not regret it."

Before seeing Lao Wangye, Yun An'an glanced at the kitchen.

How can I describe it

Let's get a new kitchen!

I gave the guards of Yi Wangfu two days. If they can't come up with a new kitchen, from Beichen Yi to the guards, no one in Yi Wangfu will be able to eat.

"Old Wang Ye, aren't you going to talk about the thirteen border cities"

"Oh, right, almost forgot about that."

Old Wang Ye sat up, his hands tucked into his sleeves, and seriously told Bei Chen Yi Yun and his wife An An about the various things happening in the thirteen cities on the border.

According to the original intelligence, General Xiong Chu Mo, commander of the Thirteen Border Cities, was surrounded by enemy forces while battling barbarian tribes on the border. However, the Northern Army suddenly appeared and rescued Xiong Chu Mo.

For this, Old Wang Ye, who has been leading troops for many years, expressed serious doubts.

I believe the appearance of people from the Mobei region is not without reason. They must have their eyes on the thirteen border cities.

This time, his purpose in coming was to tell about the changes at the thirteen border cities and to discuss countermeasures with Beichen Yi.

It was also a coincidence that the army where his grandson served was about to send troops to the thirteen border cities.

"Speaking of my grandson, tsk tsk tsk, he rose to the rank of a school lieutenant in such a short time, impressive!"

"Is Beichen Lin going to the Thirteen Cities of Bian"

Yun An'an was taken aback. If Bei Chenlin, who looked exactly like Qi Feng, went to the Thirteen Cities at the border, would he discover something

Although Xionghuchu might not speak of their dealings, Beichenlin is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"Now it's estimated to be done, rest assured, this old man absolutely believes in Lin'er's ability, and he will surely be promoted to deputy general soon."

"Hee hee~ Congrats in advance."

Yun An'an turned her head to look at Bei Chen Yi. Bei Chen Yi gave Yun An'an a nonchalant look, signaling for her to rest assured.

On the way to Yingtian Academy the next day.

Yun'an was craving something, so she asked Qingfeng to stop the car and go buy her some nuts at Nanstie Vegetarian Restaurant. She grabbed a quick snack on the way.

Just as Qingfeng had just left, a group of people gathered outside the carriage and started gossiping.

Yunan An listened curiously with one ear, but...

"You know, yesterday Princess Yi met privately with General Han again. I told you they couldn't let go of their old feelings."

"I saw it too, General Han pushing Lady Yi's wheelchair, the tenderness in his eyes was so palpable, he almost seemed like he wanted to hug her right there. Ehh~~"

To be honest, I think Princess Yi might just be playing around with General Han. You all know how General Han treated Princess Yi back then; he almost killed her.

So what, beating is love, scolding is care. Anyway, I think Princess Yi and General Han are rekindled, this regent king might be wearing a green hat.

"What about Yuan Si Nian Gongsun Lang, and what about that man wearing the mask"

Gossip was swirling outside the carriage, while the person involved inside wore a sullen expression.

She said that meeting Han Qingzhuan was never a good thing.

In no time, Qingfeng came back, carrying bags and parcels. He happened to hear the gossiping women gathered together talking ill of Yun Anan.

With a bang!

Qingfeng kicked over the woman's basket with one foot, glaring fiercely at the few people.

"One more word, and I'll cut out your tongues."

The mistress was about to fly into a rage, but when she saw the guards from Yiwangfu, her expression changed drastically. She clutched her small stool and turned around to run away.

"Alright, let's go to the academy. There's no need to get upset with these people."

"Understood, Your Highness."

He glanced in the direction a few women with long tongues had run, and Qingfeng's eyes turned cold.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed, and after half an hour they arrived at Yingtian Academy.

Yuwenxiu and Tangjue had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Big Brother Qingfeng, please rest assured, we will take good care of Master Yun."

Yuwen Xiu pushed the wheelchair, Tang Jian held Yun An'an's snacks, and the three entered Yingtian Academy.

"Master Yun, what did my second brother say to you that day"

Tang Jue was eating Yun An'an's snacks while asking about what Tang Yi had said that day.

"Tang Yi asked how you were doing, and naturally, your teacher wants to exaggerate it. Don't finish all the snacks!"

Yun'an yawned and continued speaking.

"This exam is not just about your future lives, but also about my reputation as a teacher. Remember, you must not disgrace me."

"Okay."

"Rest assured, Master, we will definitely try our best."

After a busy day, no, she should say after eating clouds all day, An An returned to Yiwangfu.

With Yuwenxiu and Tangjue taking turns teaching, she was responsible for eating and drinking.

Yiwangfu, the guards all looked pale.

"Your Highness, that old man sent another cart full of carrots."

Last night, they ate carrots. This morning and at noon, they still ate carrots. In the evening, they really didn't want to eat carrots anymore.

Especially at noon, all the radishes were eaten. I thought that in the evening, I could have some meat to improve the food.

As a result, the old man, who had accidentally injured the princess's foot, sent over a whole cart full of carrots.

All kinds of radishes, in all colors, are available.

If you eat any more, they'll turn into carrots.

"Your Highness, the mere thought of carrots now makes me sick."

Qīngfēng actually didn't want to say it, but now loofah is a nightmare for Yì Wangfu.

Is the stove set up

To be honest, seeing the guards at Yi Wangfu eat nothing but turnips for over a day, she, as the mistress of the house, truly felt sorry for them.

You can enjoy the good things in life, but you shouldn't let your subordinates live poorly.

"Alright, today this princess will drag her half-broken body to cook a feast for you all."

All the guards at Duke Yi's Mansion, upon hearing this, their eyes lit up instantly. The news spread like wildfire, one telling ten, ten telling a hundred. One by one, they held their bowls and lined up in front of the new kitchen door, waiting expectantly.

We can see Yun'an'an putting carrot after carrot into the pot, and the guards are frowning again.

Won't you be eating carrots tonight again

"Your eyes are blind, don't you eat carrots or something"

"The radishes made by the princess must be tastier than those made by Uncle Seven!"

With such conviction, the guards of Yiwangfu continued to keep watch.

Soon after, a fragrance of radish wafted through the air. The scent was distinctly that of radish but unlike any radish he had ever known.

At the same time, those who arrived at Yiwangfu along with him also smelled the fragrance.

"Oh my, today is a feast for the senses! We get to enjoy some delicious food."

Old Wang took a deep breath and his eyes lit up.

Besides Old Master Wang, returning with Beichen Yi were also Beichen Han, Han Qing, Gao Lin and a group of others.

As soon as Yun An'an stepped out of the kitchen, she saw that in addition to the guards from Yi Wangfu, there were also other people in the courtyard.

"You're just in time, I want to eat. All of you wash and peel all the carrots, then slice them into rounds."

You, referring to the Emperor of Beichen Kingdom, the Regent King, the Old Wangye, General Han, Gao Shangshu, and so on...

Did they hear that right Who's going to wash and cut the radishes her. She tapped it on the table, creating a crisp sound."My name is Yun An'an, and from today onwards, I will be the master of Class Jia Ding. Every day, I will teach you for one hour.""Just you"The...