Chapter 159 Extra Four
Xie Yulin's fever subsided the next day. He was in good health to begin with, but the water and soil in Pingzhou were very different from his hometown. Although he had been staying there for more than half a month without any side effects, he only became ill after being caught in the rain.
Chunsheng brought him medicine and porridge, saying, "Young master, you should stay in your room and rest these days. Don't go out. The climate in Pingzhou is too hot. Wait until you are fully recovered before going out."
Xie Yulin didn't refute. Although he didn't like taking medicine and found plain porridge tasteless, this time he swallowed it without saying a word, pinching his nose. He vomited until his eyes were watering, and it took him a while to recover.
"Go get me a mirror."
Chunsheng didn't understand, but he did as instructed.
Xie Yulin held the mirror and looked at himself from left to right.
His complexion was sallow, his appearance was withered, haggard, and ugly.
He turned the mirror upside down and tucked it under his pillow, then grabbed the blanket and asked Chunsheng, a hint of nervousness in his voice, "Has my sister come by?"
Chun Sheng moved her lips. Young Master Zhao's meaning was clear: she had no interest in their young master. If she said she had come, it might disturb their young master's mind and cause him to have some inappropriate thoughts. But in the end, she couldn't bring herself to be ruthless.
He shook his head: "I asked from outside the door."
Xie Yulin was a little sad that Zhao Tulin didn't come to see him, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that his sister didn't come; she wouldn't see him looking haggard and ugly from his illness.
That way, she'll still see me as beautiful.
After taking the medicine, Xie Yulin slept in bed for half a day. He slept until his whole body felt numb and weak. Finally, he couldn't stay in bed any longer, so he jumped up and put on his clothes.
"Chunsheng, go ask the kitchen for some recipes and ingredients." Xie Yulin rolled up his sleeves and tied his hair up.
Chunsheng: "???"
"A gentleman keeps away from the kitchen. What are you doing, my lord? Are you bored staying in your room? How about I tell you a story?"
He didn't hear Zhao Tulin say yesterday that he wanted a "virtuous and kind" husband who would "support his wife and raise his children".
"Don't worry about all that, just do what I tell you to do." Xie Yulin believed that the first step to being virtuous and kind was knowing how to cook!
The way to a person's heart is through their stomach.
Chunsheng couldn't do anything about him, so he just threatened him: "Young master, spending too much time in the kitchen will make you age faster."
Xie Yulin was so frightened that he touched his face. After hesitating for a moment, he firmly said, "You go!"
After saying that, she went to rummage through her belongings, found a piece of clothing that she didn't particularly like, and started fiddling with some silk thread.
Chunsheng couldn't do anything about this master.
When he returned with the things, Xie Yulin gave him a silly smile, pulled the clothes in his hand over his head, and tied the two straps sewn on at the back, leaving only three holes on his face: two for seeing and one for breathing.
Xie Yulin stood up and showed him around: "Look, this way you won't get smoked by the fumes."
Chunsheng didn't know what to say, so he gave him a thumbs up and said, "You're right."
Xie Yulin patted the ingredients: "Chunsheng, let's make something simple first! How about seafood noodles?"
Since Bah Xian is close to the sea, seafood is not a scarce ingredient.
He looked at the recipe.
Should we make chicken soup first?
"Why is cooking noodles so troublesome?" Xie Yulin scratched his head.
But he still threw the cleaned chicken into the pot, and after the blood foam floated up, he took it out and put it back into the pot.
"A little salt, goji berries, and wine to remove the fishy smell..."
Chunsheng read it to him, and Xie Qingyu did as he was told.
"What does 'little bit' mean?" Although Chunsheng was a servant, he had followed Xie Yulin since childhood and was even more clueless than Xie Yulin when it came to the recipe.
"About this little bit?" Xie Yulin tentatively pinched a handful of salt and sprinkled it in, then poured a bowl of wine.
He saw that Chunsheng had brought ginseng from the kitchen, so he threw one in as well.
There are even mushrooms?
Never mind, I'll just throw them all in.
Chun Sheng wondered, "Will this taste good?"
Even though Xie Yulin's entire face was covered, his solemn and serious expression was still evident. Chunsheng swallowed his doubts, as it was rare for his young master to be so serious about anything.
In the past, Xie Yulin was indifferent to learning anything, only studying sporadically and avoiding learning whenever possible.
Chunsheng thought, forget about the saying "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen," having a skill to rely on is good enough.
He added another handful of firewood to the stove, and soon, a rich aroma wafted out from the edge of the pot, turning the small kitchen into a cloud of white steam. Chun Sheng took a deep breath, and his mouth watered involuntarily.
Xie Yulin gripped the spoon, his eyes filled with determination: "Chunsheng, what does the book say we should do next?"
"Oh, oh." Chunsheng came back to his senses: "The book says to stew it for an hour."
"Let's take this time to go out and rest."
Smelling the aroma wafting from the pot, Xie Yulin's confidence soared. He was certain he could make the most delicious food!
An hour later, a pot of chicken soup turned a glossy, slightly yellow color. After adding wine to remove the fishy smell, only the fresh flavor remained.
Although it looks good, I don't know how it tastes. Xie Yulin fixed his gaze on Chunsheng and raised his chin at him: "Chunsheng, you try it."
Chunsheng was startled. He realized that since it was the young master's first time cooking, he was too afraid to taste it himself, so he asked him to test for poison.
Xie Yulin ladled a mouthful of food into his bowl.
"Is that all?" Chunsheng muttered quietly, which Xie Yulin overheard. He glared at Chunsheng and said, "Drink up."
Of course, we can't give out too much, in case there isn't enough to cook noodles later.
Chunsheng took a sip tentatively, already convinced that the soup was either too salty or too bland, or too strong in alcohol or had too many mushrooms and tasted strange.
!!
It tasted surprisingly good.
"My lord, you can have it!" Chunsheng stared longingly at the steaming soup, wanting to try a little more.
Perhaps my lord has some talent for cooking, as he was able to make such a delicious dish on his first attempt.
Xie Yulin became happy, took off his hood, and also took a bite.
He really is the best!
So, I happily cooked noodles in chicken broth, blanched vegetables and seafood, then cooked another bowl of noodles, and finally served it in a bowl.
"Chunsheng, Chunsheng, go and deliver the noodles to your sister." Xie Yulin wiped his hands and told Chunsheng to hurry up and make the trip, lest the noodles get cold and mushy. Chunsheng is lucky this time; once he recovers, he will definitely deliver the food to his sister himself.
His eyes sparkled with an eager light, as pure as a child who had done something good and couldn't wait to be praised by an adult.
Chun Sheng felt a pang of reluctance, but he still told the truth, hoping to dampen Xie Yulin's enthusiasm: "Young Master Zhao has already left."
Xie Yulin was taken aback, his smile freezing: "When did you leave? Where did you go?"
"This morning, when you were asleep, my lord." Chunsheng closed the doors and windows tightly and advised Xie Yulin not to go out and to focus on recuperating, just in case he ran into Zhao Tulin and threw a tantrum.
"She went to the south to find the young master. The Northern Zhou is in turmoil, the emperor has died, and she went to reclaim the Northern Zhou. Before leaving, she asked me to tell you to go home as soon as possible and not to linger in Pingzhou. It would be better to return to where you belong."
As for not letting Xie Yulin see them off, that was also Zhao Tulin's instruction to Chunsheng.
The light in Xie Yulin's eyes vanished in an instant. He moved the corners of his mouth, but couldn't manage a smile.
My sister must really dislike him, which is why she kicked him out.
She hated his stupidity, hated his weakness, hated how heavy he was to carry, and hated how shamelessly he followed her around.
"Hey, hey, my lord, don't cry." Chunsheng panicked and quickly pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his tears.
Xie Yulin slapped his hand away, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, but the more he wiped, the more tears flowed, and the skin around his eyes turned red: "Which eye of yours saw me cry? I didn't cry."
He's really annoying, isn't he? He knows what people are saying about him.
They said Xie Yulin only had a good family background and a handsome face, but he couldn't do anything else, and was stupid, cowardly, and useless.
He knew, he knew everything: how could someone who couldn't do anything be worthy of his sister?
You should know that my sister had already taken sole power in Pingzhou at the age of fourteen, conquered Youzhou at seventeen, and recovered Jizhou at eighteen.
But my sister is really great, he likes her very much.
It's no surprise that such a wonderful older sister wouldn't like him.
He went back, sat on the bed, hugged his knees, and buried his face in his legs.
"My lord, don't be sad." Chunsheng scratched his head, trying to comfort him: "There are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on just one?"
Xie Yulin thought to himself, Chunsheng doesn't understand. There's only one flower like my sister in the world, she's unique. No matter how fragrant or beautiful other flowers are, they're not her.
Chunsheng was still chattering away beside him, making his head spin.
"Chunsheng," Xie Yulin suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
"Eh."
"Since my sister isn't here, why don't you take the noodles to your aunt and let her have a taste? I'm still sick, so I won't go and invite bad luck. When you come back, we'll pack our bags and leave."
Spring was overjoyed; her beloved had finally come to his senses.
"Alright, I'll go deliver it right away. Please don't be sad."
Xie Yulin nodded almost imperceptibly.
When Chunsheng left in a hurry and returned in a hurry, the courtyard was already empty.
He couldn't find his master; Xie Yulin had disappeared.
"My lord! Young master! My lord, don't scare me! Come out quickly!" Chunsheng was so anxious that he paced around frantically, mobilizing people to search everywhere. He was as flustered as an ant on a hot pan, stamping his feet.
What if this thing does something wrong because it can't think straight?
"Chunsheng." A maid handed him a letter: "This may have been left by your young master."
When Chunsheng opened it, the delicate handwriting on it was indeed her husband's.
"I'm going to join the army, don't look for me!"
Every word sounded powerful and resonant.
Chunsheng was so frightened he almost fainted. He searched high and low and finally discovered that Xie Yulin had taken most of his clothes with him.
What a terrible thing! My lord is so delicate and precious, how could he go to such a harsh place as the military camp? How deep must his obsession with Young Master Zhao be to follow him to the military camp?
Chunsheng immediately reported to Zhao Xiheng and then sent a message to Qi Yan by carrier pigeon.
Although she thought it would be good for boys to train in the military, they weren't her own children, so Zhao Xiheng couldn't let them do whatever they wanted with her. She quickly sent someone to chase after them.
Within half a day, the pursuers returned to report that Young Master Xie had shaken them off and was now nowhere to be found.
My brain doesn't usually work this well.
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