Chapter 81 Where can I put my face? (4000 words)
The Fourth Master sighed in comfort only after he had eaten the bowl of hot instant noodles.
The Third Master had just insisted on dragging the Fourth Master along to dine with him, and the Fourth Master couldn't refuse, so he went to sit in his carriage for a while. Faced with a table full of food, the Fourth Master didn't even think about eating, and focused on watching the show.
Sometimes the concubine came to ask his third brother to lie down, and sometimes the princess came to ask for a rest. In total, they sat for less than two quarters of an hour, and there were always people in the carriage.
The Fourth Master finally couldn't bear it anymore and returned to his carriage, his stomach rumbling with hunger.
If the meal was served at this time, they would inevitably have to rest and waste time. However, Su Peisheng was smart and remembered the instant noodles he brought with the warm wine, so he soaked three noodles in boiling water for him.
While eating the noodles, the Fourth Master couldn't help but think of warming up the wine.
Come to think of it, I haven't had the chance to eat the wontons she made yet. When I came back from the rice shop that day, she said she was going to make something delicious for me, but I don't know what it was.
The shrimps and crabs I ate last time were very delicious, and the barbecued meat as well. Thinking about it now, I’m actually a little greedy.
Unexpectedly, he would also feel greedy sometimes. The Fourth Master shook his head with amusement, leaned on Wangcai who was sleeping soundly beside him, and picked up the half-read book beside him.
Su Peisheng couldn't help but touch his stomach. The Fourth Master had just finished eating, so how could he have the time to eat? He was starving now.
The smell of this delicious food became even more unbearable.
I don’t know what the noodles taste like when I eat them. They are just vegetarian noodles, and there is no meat or anything like that. How can they taste so good?
As I was thinking about it, my stomach started to growl.
Seeing the Fourth Master looking at him, Su Peisheng was startled and immediately knelt down: "I am guilty."
Fourth Master: "Eat if you're hungry. Have I been harsh on you?"
When Su Peisheng heard this, he shook his head like a wave drum. "No, no, no, when has Lord Beile ever treated me harshly? The fact that I can serve Lord Beile is a blessing I've earned through several lifetimes."
The Fourth Master waved his hands helplessly: "Hurry up and get some noodles for yourself."
Su Peisheng immediately bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Master. You are truly the best master in the world."
The usual hot water was placed on the charcoal fire in the carriage. Su Peisheng opened the small box under the seat and took out a pancake with extreme caution.
For fear of it falling, he quickly put it in the basin beside him and then put the basin on the table.
The Fourth Master didn't even glance at him and said, "One is not enough. Make two more and you'll be full."
Su Peisheng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red.
He wiped his tears with his sleeve and immediately responded, "Oh." His master really knew and felt sorry for him.
He has been with his master since he was a child. He is not the smartest, nor the most pleasing to the eye, and he is not very smart in his daily work. If he has any advantages, it is his loyalty.
The master often scolded him, but he was also teaching him how to do things. He had served the master for so many years and had never suffered any grievances.
The master always has a cold face and speaks not very kindly, but to Su Peisheng, he is the best master in the world.
Thinking of this, his gaze towards the Fourth Master gradually became more fanatical.
The Fourth Master glanced at his servant who was acting stupidly again, and turned his head away to look at Wangcai in annoyance.
Wangcai is sleeping soundly at this moment, with his belly exposed.
The Fourth Master reached out and rubbed his stomach. Wangcai noticed it, opened his eyes and took a look, and saw that the Fourth Master had fallen asleep again.
Su Peisheng's noodles were soaked in a short while, and he carefully held them up and said, "Master, I'll go out to eat."
"Is there a place outside for you to eat noodles? Just eat here and don't make so much trouble."
"But…"
The Fourth Master gave him a cold look, and Su Peisheng was so scared that he swallowed the rest of his words.
He picked up the chopsticks, stirred the noodles evenly, took a deep breath, and almost swallowed his saliva.
He had been thinking about this noodle since yesterday, and he never expected that he would actually have the chance to eat it.
But before he could put the food in his mouth, he heard someone outside shouting, "Old Four, Old Four."
Then, the third master suddenly jumped onto the carriage.
"Oh, Third Master, this carriage is dangerous. Why did you get on it?"
The carriage was moving all the time, although it was moving slowly in the snow, but it was too dangerous to just flip over like that.
Su Peisheng didn't have time to eat the noodles for a moment, his face turned pale with fright.
If something happened to the Third Master in their carriage, the master might be scolded by the Emperor again.
The Third Master was quite unconcerned. He opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it twice gently. He shook his pigtail and looked at the Fourth Master with an elegant smile on his face: "Fourth Master, I have something to tell you."
He lifted his robe again, straightened his back, frowned slightly and said, "Could you ask the carriage to slow down a bit? Fang'er is in delicate health and has been feeling quite unwell these days.
The carriage was moving very fast and it was really too bumpy for Fang'er to handle."
Wangcai, who was in the carriage, was startled when he saw the Third Master suddenly come in, and his face was full of alertness.
The Fourth Master patted Wangcai's forehead twice to comfort him. He didn't even look at the Third Master and continued to read the book in his hand.
The Third Master muttered a lot of things in a very pedantic manner, and when he saw that the Fourth Master didn't move, he simply pulled the book out of the Fourth Master's hand.
"Old Four, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
The Fourth Master cast a faint gaze at the Third Master. He finally looked a bit like a human being. He didn't know what he was doing with a fan in the middle of winter.
"Third brother, if you're not feeling well, you should go back and take care of yourself. Otherwise, send me back to the capital. It's more comfortable there.
At worst, I can find a farm nearby and let her stay there first, and then take her back with us when we return to Beijing."
The Third Master was stunned and even forgot to fan himself: "How can this be possible?"
The Fourth Master stared at the Third Master dimly and said, "What's wrong with that? The carriage is moving so slowly, but she still complains about the bumps. It seems that her friendship for Third Brother is just average." The Fourth Master knew that this Fang'er was the concubine his Third Brother had met by chance in the palace, who was said to be crying very pitifully.
She was not of high birth, being merely the daughter of an eighth-rank county magistrate. Yet, she was forcibly taken back by her third brother to be a princess, and it was said that she was now very much in favor.
When the Third Master heard this, his eyes glared at him: "Who said that? I was sick before, and Fang'er even tried to induce me by cutting her own flesh. How dare you doubt Fang'er's sincerity towards me?" The elegant smile on his face completely disappeared.
"Oh," the Fourth Master nodded nonchalantly, "I can sacrifice my flesh as bait, but I can't travel for Third Brother. Our friendship is truly profound."
The Third Master's brows were almost twisted into a mountain road. "That's not what you said. I saw that she was not feeling well, so I came to discuss it with you. She even tried to stop me from coming."
The Fourth Master resisted the urge to crack open his Third Brother's head and took a deep breath. "Third Brother, not to mention that our carriage is already moving slowly enough, if your actions were known to the Emperor, do you think your Fang'er would still be able to stay with you?"
The Third Master still stiffened his neck: "If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how can anyone else know?"
"Third brother, do you really think this is just a trip? We're going to Jinyang this time, and we don't know how many eyes are watching us from behind. Do you really want to tell your younger brother this now?"
Having said this, the Fourth Master picked up his book again.
The Third Master was also good at reading people's expressions and knew that his Fourth Brother was unhappy.
The Emperor said that when going out, he had to listen to his fourth brother in everything, and he, as the older brother, had no say at all. He just asked the guard to go slower, but the guard agreed on the surface but didn't listen at all!
Thinking of this, looking at this fourth brother, his eyes gradually became resentful.
The Fourth Master would touch Wangcai's belly from time to time and would not even look at the Third Master.
Su Peisheng's eyes shifted back and forth between the Fourth Master and the Third Master. From time to time, he would glance at the bowl of noodles that had just been prepared on the table. For a moment, he was hesitant about whether to eat it or not.
If the weather is cold, the noodles will cool down after being soaked for a long time.
His stomach growled with hunger, but looking at the two gentlemen, he dared not move, fearing that one of them would vent his anger on him.
The Third Master looked at the Fourth Master for a long time. Seeing that he had no reaction at all, he frowned and said, "Fourth Master, do you not take me, your brother, seriously?"
The Fourth Master replied calmly, "Third Brother, you're overthinking it."
After hearing this, the Third Master suddenly said, "If you don't think so, then you can slow down the team a little, even just a little bit."
Seeing that the Fourth Master was silent again, the Third Master said angrily, "You can't let your Third Brother lose face, right? Fang'er was so upset that she almost cried and couldn't eat her food.
I have already promised her, if I go back like this today, where will my dignity be?"
Having said this, he noticed Su Peisheng staring at him without blinking. The Third Master glared at him and said, "What are you looking at? Get out of here!"
Su Peisheng glanced at the Fourth Master, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he wanted to quietly move out of the carriage.
After taking two steps, the Fourth Master said, "That's enough, stop struggling."
He turned around and said to the Third Master, "Third Brother, how about this? My younger brother's car goes ahead, and I can take your Miss Fang'er and walk slowly behind, is that okay?"
When the Third Master heard this, his lips trembled with anger. "Is that what a human being says? Are you going to throw me out of the team?"
Fourth Master: "Third Brother, our journey is already slow enough.
How about my younger brother go ahead and my third brother lead the rest of the team."
After hearing this, the Third Master was a little confused.
The Emperor had told him that he had to listen to the Fourth Brother along the way. If he and the Fourth Brother were separated after just a short while, the Fourth Brother would be scolded, but he wouldn't be able to escape, right?
Thinking of this, he sat down while staring at the Fourth Master angrily.
At this moment, he suddenly smelled a fragrance, and his eyes fell on the bowl of noodles on the table.
"Hey, this noodles smells weird."
The Fourth Master couldn't keep up with his Third Brother's jumping thoughts, so he continued reading.
Su Peisheng, who was standing next to him, replied with a smile: "In reply to Third Master, this is called instant noodles, specially made for our Prince Beile to take with him when he goes out.
The Third Master picked up his chopsticks and tossed the noodles. "It tastes really good. No one has touched it, has it?"
Su Peisheng swallowed his saliva, nodded, and then shook his head: "Third Master, this is a reward from the master to the servant. To be honest, the servant has already..."
Having said that, if it were a normal person, he would naturally not touch it.
But the Third Master immediately asked, "Just tell me if you have an entrance?"
Su Peisheng could only shake his head: "No."
After hearing this, the Third Master was satisfied, and then he picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and brought it to his mouth politely.
He swallowed it in one gulp and nodded appreciatively: "It has a very strong flavor, not bad, not bad."
This is a base fried with warm wine, and the taste is closer to the beef tallow hotpot base, but with less chili peppers and mostly Sichuan peppercorns, which makes the taste a bit stronger.
After two mouthfuls of noodles, the Third Master took two deep breaths due to the spiciness: "It's really strong."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and lowered his head to eat again, without a trace of politeness left.
After eating a bowl of noodles, the Third Master leaned back in the carriage and breathed a sigh of relief.
Come to think of it, he didn't have a good meal at noon today.
Fang'er just started crying, and soon Cui'er also started crying. After a while, Fang'er felt a little unwell again. How could he have the mind to eat?
The Fourth Master couldn't help but glance at his Third Brother. He suddenly had the urge to kick him off the carriage, but he finally restrained himself and said, "Third Brother, why don't you hurry back to see your Fang'er? She might cry again if she doesn't see you for a while."
After hearing this, the Third Master lifted the carriage curtain and looked towards the carriage in front. "That makes sense."
Subconsciously, he started to walk out of the carriage, but stopped halfway and looked back at the Fourth Master: "Fourth Master, can't you really slow down the carriage?"
The Fourth Master said with a forced smile, "Third Brother will lead the team himself, and he can go however he wants."
"Okay, okay! I won't say anymore." The Third Master curled his lips and subconsciously reached out to wipe the oil off his mouth. Realizing that his action was indecent, his face froze and he immediately withdrew his hand and found a handkerchief from his arms.
He took it out and wiped his mouth gently, then folded the handkerchief and put it back into his arms. Then he lifted the curtain, jumped out of the car.
When Su Peisheng looked over again, he saw that the third master threw his brocade robe in a very romantic manner, and it fell steadily to the ground, and his folding fan also opened with a whoosh.
The breeze blows, and it looks quite romantic.
It’s just a pity that it’s the coldest time of winter and he is still fanning himself.
Besides, the carriage is still moving.
Then, the next second, he saw the "romantic and dashing" Third Master trotting to catch up with the carriage in front.
Su Peisheng lowered the curtain in a good mood, then glanced at the bowl of soup left on the table, and immediately lost his spirits.
He didn’t even eat his noodles!
After enduring it again and again, he finally looked at the Fourth Master with a shameless face: "Master..."
The Fourth Master knew what he was going to do even with his eyes closed: "Go get it yourself."
Su Peisheng immediately asked the eunuch to take the dirty bowl back, and took out a new one and put it on the table.
Just like the previous operation, I soaked two dough cakes, added ingredients, poured in boiling water, and once again began the anxious wait.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Peisheng opened the lid with anticipation in his eyes and eyebrows, and the fragrance rushed to his nose.
Finally, no one competed with me for it this time!
"Fourth brother!"
Before he could pick up the chopsticks to stir it, he heard a sound coming from outside the carriage.
The next second, the curtain of the carriage was lifted again, and the Ninth Master and the Tenth Master got into the carriage.
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