"Don't let me see the lotus!"

When Zuo Rou saw Song Beiyun who was coming back from outside holding a basket of lotus flowers, she was furious on the spot and grinning, as if she was reincarnated by Yasha.

"You are still traumatically stressed."

Song Beiyun muttered, and ignored Zuo Rou, and went straight to the kitchen and put the iron pot on the stove. When the pot is red, the oil is placed, and when the oil is hot, the sugar is placed, and constantly stirring it gently with chopsticks to prevent the syrup from being pasted. When the syrup turns amber, he picked the petals of the lotus and wrapped it with syrup in the pot.

This step is very critical. It must be fast, accurate and stable. The time cannot be too long or too short. If the petals are not completely wrapped in syrup, and if the long ones are lost due to high temperatures, it will become wrinkled.

Soon, all the petals were wrapped in the syrup. The hot syrup burned the lotus, and then used chopsticks to adjust the posture when the syrup was not completely cooled. When the syrup was not completely cooled, it was filled with chopsticks. When it was brought out, amber lotus flowers bloomed on the plate.

Zuo Rou scolded the most fiercely, but she was the fastest when she snatched food. She wrapped the crispy and sweet lotus flowers into her mouth and chewed it with a crisp sound.

The sweetness of sugar and the fragrance of petals are mixed together, and it will neither be sweet nor have the unique "green" flavor of plants and trees. It will become an excellent after-dinner dessert in this vicious sunny noon.

"It smells so good..."

Zuo Rou took three pieces and continued to reach for it. Song Beiyun reached out helplessly to wipe off the candy slag on the corner of her mouth: "Don't compete with dogs, leave some for Qiaoqiao and Qiaoyun sisters."

"So many!" Zuo Rou pinched a petal and pointed at several plates of lotus flowers on the table: "You are too biased."

"Qiaoqiao, go and send a copy to Brother Yusheng first. He needs to eat some candy after studying all day."

"Yes." Qiao Qiao patted the scum on her hand, picked up a plate and went out.

Qiaoyun licked her fingers with a smile. After all, candy is really a scarce thing in Song Dynasty, which has lost its origin. It is difficult for Zuo Rou to make sweets so luxuriously. After all, she really has no money in her Duke's Mansion, and candy is expensive...

"Okay, okay, do you all like to eat sweet food?" Song Beiyun pressed Zuo Rou's hand: "You can't eat too much sweet food, keep it for tomorrow."

"It won't be delicious tomorrow." Zuo Rou reached out her hand unyieldingly: "Let me eat more."

After a while, Qiaoqiao came back and Song Beiyun looked around: "Where is Zhao Ling? Why haven't you come yet?"

"She said she wanted to dress up and dress up, but she didn't care." Zuo Rou picked up Jin Ling'er and was not angry: "I said she wanted to come early in the morning, but she hadn't arrived yet."

What does this old saying mean? You can’t talk about people during the day and ghosts at night. Before Zuo Rou could finish her sentence, Jin Linger floated here like a masterless and lonely soul, and by the way she also had a charming fragrance.

"Ah!!!" Zuo Rou suddenly became irritable and pointed at Jin Ling'er: "You use my essential oil!!!"

"If you use it, use it." Song Beiyun raised his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, I have something to explain."

"Are you going to die?" Zuo Rou tilted her head and looked at Song Beiyun: "You can return my essential oil first!"

Song Beiyun sighed deeply, sat on the chair, picked up a lotus flower in his hand and ate it: "This is the thing. I received a secret letter from Prince Fu this morning."

"Since it's a secret letter, do you still tell us?" Jin Ling'er leaned over and bit the half of Song Beiyun's hand into her mouth, then straightened up and said, "But looking at your seriousness, it's probably a big deal."

Alas...why? It's just annoying.

This is the case. This morning, when he and his senior doctor were about to go out to practice the Five Animal Show by the river, a messenger suddenly came to the door and said that it was Prince Fu who gave him a secret letter. Since there was a letter, just read it. But after reading it, he realized that there was not much time left for him to wander.

Originally, he was appointed as the county magistrate of Qimen, and the current county magistrate there was only transferred in September. However, yesterday, Prince Fu received a secret report saying that the county magistrate of Qimen County drowned in the pond three days ago. The result of the local coroner's mistake was caused by drinking.

But King Fu said that the man was one of his favorite confidants, and he never drank, let alone got drunk. Now that he suddenly drowned after drinking before leaving office, there must be something strange about it, so Song Beiyun must take office a few months in advance.

There are probably three tasks given to him. The first is to investigate the cause of death of the former county magistrate, the second is to survey the tea merchants in Qimen County, and the third is to find ways to separate the officials from Qimen County and Fuliang County.

The letter also said that Qimen County is the main way to connect the three places, and the relationship is intricate, so Song Beiyun is always careful...

"Can you take the state exam?" Qiao Qiao jumped up first: "What's the point?"

"Sister Qiao, don't worry." Jin Ling'er's eyes rolled up while eating snacks: "The test for fame is probably to be an official. So since the father has made arrangements, the state examination has naturally passed. The chief examiner is my father. Isn't it a matter of one sentence to decide a son?"

"So that's it." Qiaoqiao let out a long sigh: "Go to work immediately? Then I'll pack up my things now?"

Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I have to go alone this time."

"Why?" Qiaoqiao asked with a frown, "I'll go wherever you are, and I won't follow you."

Song Beiyun sighed and said, "This time it won't work, it's too dangerous."

With his intelligence, how could he have imagined what happened to King Fu's sudden transfer order? The previous county magistrate drowned for no reason. If there was no article here, it would be unreasonable.

So he definitely needed local gentry forces to deal with this trip. It was very unreliable to take care of his family and there was a certain risk.

So he explained his worries to Qiaoqiao, and Jin Ling'er also advised him: "Sister Qiao, don't worry, my father is reluctant to leave this guy there for too long. After a few days, things can be solved, so he can come back. Even... the journey is still a bit bumpy, can you do it?"

"I can't do it. Just ask your father to find someone else." Song Beiyun said angrily.

Jin Ling'er covered her mouth and smiled: "That won't happen. Everyone says that my father's martial arts and calligraphy are the best in the world, but in fact, he is the best in the world in the world when he knows people and uses his eyes. If he thinks you can do it, then you will definitely be able to solve it."

Song Beiyun frowned and didn't say anything. After all, he had no confidence in his heart. Instead, Zuo Rou said, "Let Sister Qiaoyun go with you. If you don't say anything else, you will be safe and secure."

After saying that, she turned around and looked at Qiaoyun whose eyes were flashing: "Sister Qiaoyun, what do you think?"

"It's up to the lady."

"Yes." Zuo Rou nodded and said, "That's it, Qiaoyun will go to Qimen with you."

Song Beiyun looked puzzled: "It's very dangerous."

"Don't ask your mother-in-law and mother. How can you still be at risk for killing the enemy?" Zuo Rou waved her hand: "Sister Qiaoyun went to the battlefield with her brothers at the age of thirteen. What's your point?"

Song Beiyun looked up and down Qiaoyun: "Really? You haven't told me."

At this time, Qiaoyun was already a little uncontrollable and happy. She forced herself to show her cheerful expression and just lowered her head: "Well, it's not worth mentioning..."

"That's OK."

Qiaoyun's ability, Song Beiyun knew that he could fight with her just short-term fights. As long as he took the weapon, he was not a thing at all. He was directly stepped on his head. No matter what kind of nunchaku or nine-section whip, Qiaoyun could beat himself into a zebra with just one long stick.

If she had to wear a sword, would it be great?

"Sister Qiaoyun."

"Here, Miss." Qiaoyun took a step forward: "You can serve as a guard for this guy for the time being."

"Yes, Miss."

Song Beiyun looked at Qiaoyun's appearance and couldn't help but smile, while Qiaoyun quickly avoided his eyes.

On the contrary, Qiao Qiao was a little unhappy there, but Jin Ling'er kept coaxing her, calling her sister Qiao and screaming intimately.

"Okay, I've told you everything. I'll explain to Brother Yusheng first. I'll arrange a job for you later."

When communicating with men, there was much less nothing. Yusheng just told Song Beiyun to be careful and he would be beaten when he was injured. As for not having to take the exam, Yusheng didn't care at all. He said that the great responsibility was given to this person, but he did it, without caring about anything else.

He also said that when Song Beiyun returns, if he still cannot pass the imperial examination, he will go to his mother to marry and have children, and share family with her.

"Brother Yusheng, you have to promise me." Song Beiyun sat in front of him and said seriously: "You must not be stubborn and be open-minded in everything."

"I know it." Yu Sheng put his hand on Song Beiyun's head: "Be careful."

The act of putting his hands on other people's heads is a must for father and brother. If it were someone else, Song Beiyun could beat him to roll on the ground, but Yu Sheng was justified in touching his head.

"I know, I have put all the money on the beams of my hometown house. Five thousand taels of silver. If you are urgent, you can get it. If it is not enough, go to Tianshangzhai and Renjianfang Branch. You can pay as much as they have in their account."

Yusheng laughed: "You look down on me too much."

"What if."

"If you don't mention this, if you can't bring Qiaoqiao with you after you leave, I'll move out." Yusheng glanced outside: "It's inconvenient."

"Don't worry, you can live there, I will make arrangements."

"That's fine."

The two chatted for a while, and then Song Beiyun returned to the downstairs and began to explain his work.

In fact, there are not many specific contents of the work, mainly because of the split investment of the Jin family. There is already a specific written plan. As long as Jin Linger seizes the opportunity, it is enough. If it really doesn't work, just delay it for a few days to find him.

There are also some arrangements for Qiaoqiao's business operations and the continued implementation of Zuo Rou's plan.

Because King Fu's letter lasts for six months, now, he can come back in November. After he comes back, Song Beiyun can become an official as an official. Although he is a bit bullying, what can the royal bullying be like?

"Anyway, that's probably it's all. Jin Ling'er, take care of him." Song Beiyun patted the princess' head of the dog: "Don't always bully Sister Rou."

"How dare I?" Jin Ling'er rolled her eyes: "She wants to eat people."
Chapter completed!