Chapter 290 Bitter Pickles

How long has it been since he last ate noodles made by Chen Shiyi?

Suddenly, a plate of black pickles was stuffed in front of me.

"Mrs. Situ made this. She has more than a dozen kinds of pickles, and this is my favorite. I spent a lot of time and effort to persuade others to give me a small pot of it."

Chen Shiyi pushed towards Wen Zhiheng.

"Try it."

Wen Zhiheng thought to himself, if it is so hard to get, how delicious must it be?

He took a sip expectantly, and then he couldn't swallow it.

Chen Shiyi looked at Wen Zhiheng, who had a bitter face, and then laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.

“Isn’t it delicious?”

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were filled with smiles.

Chen Shiyi continued.

"At first I couldn't accept the taste either. Mr. Situ said that everyone likes sweetness, it's human nature, but when the sweetness is too strong, the mouth is full of bitterness. The taste of this pickled vegetable is different. It is made from bitter vegetables. When you first taste it, your mouth is full of bitterness. It is still bitter after you finish eating it, but your taste buds are opened at this time. Slowly, you will taste astringency, sourness, sweetness, and slight bitterness. It repeats like this over and over again. It is obviously not delicious, but I can't help eating it bite by bite. Do you taste that taste?"

Wen Zhiheng shook his head, picked up another piece and tasted it.

He endured the bitterness and tasted it, but it didn't taste like what she said.

Chen Shiyi laughed out loud again.

"That's how Situ Yu tricked me into eating a small can of bitter vegetables."

Wen Zhiheng couldn't help feeling happy seeing her so happy.

"You brought back another can."

Chen Shiyi put away her smile.

"Because I really tasted that flavor, a mixture of all kinds of flavors, very unpleasant, but unforgettable."

Wen Zhiheng heard this and sighed softly.

"When do you plan to return to the palace?"

"I don't know. I have no plans for the time being."

"In fact, you don't need to fight so hard. Everyone will help you through the difficulties in the court."

Chen Shiyi ate the noodles in the bowl and shook his head.

"It's not necessarily all for him. I also want to do this myself. I have so much money in my hands, and I don't know how to spend it. As for this time, I am very happy to open a school and invite Situ Yu to come out of retirement. I am very happy to do it. I always feel a sense of joy that if others are doing well, I will also be well."

Wen Zhiheng stirred the noodles in the bowl.

"Eleven, you seem to be more comfortable after leaving Kyoto."

"Really?"

"If you don't want to go back to Kyoto, I will stop him. If you want to go back, I will help you return to the capital as soon as possible to avoid any trouble."

Chen Shiyi was silent for a while and then spoke.

"Young Master, you should find a girl who understands you and have a son. A man your age, like Brother Lan, who is a few years older than you, has a son named Yuanfeng. In the northwest, he is a young general who swept through the enemy army."

Wen Zhiheng was stunned for a moment and replied softly.

"good."

"Eleven hopes that you will live a safe and happy life."

Wen Zhiheng laughed.

"Okay, I'll borrow your good words."

Early the next morning, Fu Dahun pushed the door open from outside, all wet.

Chen Shiyi was very confused.

"Where did you go last night?"

Fu Da’s face was pale, and his usually cold eyes looked a little fragile.

She had never seen him like this before.

"Are you injured? Did you fight with that expert yesterday?"

Fu Da did not reply, but asked complacently.

"Is there anything to eat?"

"have."

Fu Da wolfed down the meal and after finishing it he found that Chen Shiyi was staring at him.

"It's okay. I looked for that person all night last night."

"Did you find it?"

“Disappeared.”

Chen Shiyi pondered for a moment.

"I guess he was just a passerby, or he was monitoring us at the time. Maybe because your martial arts skills are not weak either."

"Not at all."

Wen Zhiheng's voice came in.

Chen Shiyi and Fu Da looked at him at the same time.

"That person came for me, or rather, he knew me and just happened to be asking about what I was doing in Qingzhou. He should have left now."

"Think about it, if he was monitoring you, why didn't Fuda notice me for so long? Instead, he showed up as soon as I arrived. There aren't that many coincidences in this world."

Both of them felt that what Wen Zhiheng said made sense.

Wen Zhiheng said another sentence.

"I'll be back to Beijing soon."

Chen Shiyi looked up at him suddenly, a look of disbelief on his face.

"You just arrived last night?"

"Yes, I have something else to do in the court and cannot get away."

"That won't take too long."

"We're leaving anyway, and I feel relieved to see that you and Rou'er are living comfortably in Wancheng."

"Then I'll pack some food for you on the way."

Wen Zhiheng nodded.

"If possible, give me the remaining half jar of pickles."

Chen Shiyi blinked.

"You really don't mind?"

"I also want to taste that unforgettable flavor."

Chen Shiyi smiled happily.

"Okay, wait, I'll get it for you."

Wen Zhiheng and Qingsong rode at full speed and returned to Kyoto on the third day.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he was summoned to go to Yu's study.

In Yu's study, Pei Luoshu was reading memorials. He closed the book when he saw Wen Zhiheng walk in.

"You went to Qingzhou?"

Wen Zhiheng bowed respectfully to Pei Luoshu with his brows lowered.

"Yes, I just came back from Qingzhou."

Pei Luo smiled slightly with his eyebrows wide open.

"You won't tell me that you are going to see your sister?"

"Of course I am going to visit my sister."

Pei Luoshu took a sip of tea.

"Is she okay in Qingzhou?"

"She's fine."

"Do you know why I'm not worried at all that she'll follow you?"

Wen Zhiheng replied respectfully.

"I don't understand what your Majesty means by this."

Pei Luoshu said softly.

"I have never considered you as an opponent, only as an obstacle. But now it is no longer the case. She is like this. Once she sets her mind on someone, she will fight to the death and never give up. So, no matter how hard you try, it is useless."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your guidance."

Pei Luoshu understood that Wen Zhiheng was just trying to fool him.

"You are not young anymore, how about I arrange a marriage for you?"

Wen Zhiheng was silent for a while and replied.

"Your Majesty, she once asked me to ask you when she would return."

When Pei Luoshu heard this, he felt sad.

"Did she really ask you?"

"Your Majesty, your birthday is coming soon. In order to give you a good gift, she imitated others by stepping on a jade water stool and using a jade carving knife. She cut her hands several times but didn't cry out in pain."

Pei Luoshu was silent.

Seeing this, Wen Zhiheng spoke quickly.

"If your Majesty has nothing else to do, I will take my leave now."

Pei Luo nodded slightly, and Wen Zhiheng stood up and left.

Pei Luoshu felt very upset. He had been separated from her for a long time and could only hear a few words from her from other people. However, the turmoil in the court had just subsided and the plan he had deployed had just begun. He could not afford to make any mistakes.

Eleven, wait for me, I will bring you back as soon as possible and won’t let you continue to drift outside.