Chapter 204 Whitehead
After dinner, while Chu Yu was helping Jiang Shu take a bath, Yu Zheng asked Tan Yu to reward the chef and asked him to cook more dishes so that Jiang Shu would not get sick of the food.
The chef had a bitter face after receiving the reward money and was not happy at all.
It was already difficult to make a vegetarian meat dish, and he had to cook it in different ways every day. He was so worried that his head was about to go bald. He felt that the reward money in his hand was heavy and hot.
Tan Yu didn't care about these. After giving instructions, he left, leaving the chef to worry alone.
The next morning, the kitchen sent six breakfasts including steamed buns and rice porridge. Tan Yu directly brought a bowl of vegetable noodles to Jiang Shu.
"Princess, try this. It is said that it is newly developed and different from ordinary noodles."
"What's the difference?" Jiang Shu picked up the chopsticks in surprise.
Yu Zheng was eating buns, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Shu.
Seeing Jiang Shu take a bite of noodles, his almond-shaped eyes lit up slightly, and when he continued to eat, Yu Zheng curled the corners of his lips.
This chef is not bad, and he deserves an appreciation.
Jiang Shu, who was eating with relish, didn't know that the noodles she was eating were made by mixing meat with flour and beating it continuously until the flour and meat were integrated and stretched into a large piece of dough, and then cut into thin strips.
"What do you think of these noodles, Princess?" Tan Yu asked with a smile.
Jiang Shu commented seriously: "This noodles is more delicious and soft than ordinary noodles, very good."
Seeing that she was satisfied with the meal, Yu Zheng and others were very happy.
The only one who was unhappy was the chef in the mansion, who was worried about what to make for lunch.
After the winter month, the jujube month followed.
After breakfast on the first day of the New Year, Jiang Shu went to the front hall to check the accounts.
Fearing that Jiang Shu would freeze, Chu Yu put a fox fur cape on her, put a hot water bottle in her pocket, and placed two pots of charcoal fire in front of her.
Mo Liang and others stood respectfully in the hall, calculating one by one.
Jiang Shu calculated very quickly, and checked all the account books in less than an hour.
Seeing that Jiang Shu had no objection, Manager Mo and others began to report on the affairs of the mansion this month.
"Princess, the mansion needs to purchase a large amount of New Year's goods this month."
"Princess, the mansion needs to be cleaned and renovated this month."
Jiang Shu listened attentively, and waited until they had finished speaking before speaking slowly: "Follow the custom of previous years, all purchases and expenses will be recorded in the book and calculated after the new year."
"Yes." Everyone responded respectfully.
After a moment's hesitation, Manager Mo tried to say, "The princess is pregnant now, so she shouldn't work hard. I can take care of the affairs in the mansion."
Jiang Shu glanced at Mo Liang after hearing this, and after a while he said, "Manager Mo is thoughtful, but I won't be tired of looking at a few account books and handling some chores. I'll just take it as a way to exercise and relieve boredom."
Mo Liang was disappointed and looked embarrassed.
Jiang Shu said, "If Manager Mo really wants to share my worries, then he should control the people in the mansion and prevent them from causing trouble."
"Yes." Mo Liang bowed and responded.
"If there is nothing else, everyone can go and collect their monthly salary." Jiang Shu picked up the teacup, and his meaning was obvious.
Mo Liang and the others looked at each other and bowed to leave.
After walking out of the hall for a long time, Wu Qian and Mo Liang whispered to each other: "It seems that the princess will not give up power." Jiang
Shu checked the accounts carefully. She was pregnant but refused to give up power. They wanted to make some money but could not.
Mo Liang sneered: "Then think of other ways. We have to get some money for the New Year."
"What way?" Wu Qian asked.
Mo Liang glanced around and whispered a few words after confirming that it was safe.
Wu Qian's eyes lit up after hearing: "Good way, I agree."
Mo Liang turned his head and looked at the other managers behind him: "What about you?"
"We all listen to Manager Mo." Everyone immediately expressed their opinions.
Mo Liang smiled with satisfaction.
The weather was getting colder day by day.
On the night of the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, snow fell.
Jiang Shu was so excited that he couldn't sleep.
"Husband, it's snowing." Jiang Shu stood in the yard, looking up at the snowflakes falling from the sky.
The pure white snowflakes floated down and landed on her face and hands, like a soft and cool kiss, fleeting.
Jiang Shu closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling the touch of the snowflakes on her face.
When Yu Zheng saw this, his dark eyes flashed slightly, and he leaned forward, his warm lips fell, and the kiss melted the snowflakes on Jiang Shu's forehead. Jiang Shu
opened her eyes in surprise, and when she saw Yu Zheng's enlarged face, she stood on tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss Yu Zheng's lips.
Yu Zheng shuddered in his heart, and then he put one hand around Jiang Shu's slender waist and the other hand on the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Kissing in the snow, heat and cold coexist, a different kind of tenderness and beauty.
Yu Zheng pried open Jiang Shu's teeth skillfully and danced with her playfully.
The two leaned against each other's lips, and Yu Zheng's body temperature was transferred to Jiang Shu, dispelling some of the coldness, and she only felt the burning heat in her heart.
It was snowing heavily, and snowflakes fell on the two of them, and soon their hair turned white.
The snow fell silently, but the panting and moaning could be heard.
There was silence all around, and only each other's breathing could be heard clearly.
After the passionate kiss, Jiang Shu leaned lightly on Yu Zheng's chest to look at the snow, full of joy.
"Come in and see, it's cold outside." Yu Zheng was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he pulled her into the house.
Jiang Shu turned her head and saw the snowflakes on Yu Zheng's head. She raised their clasped hands and said, "Husband, we will grow old together."
Hearing this, Yu Zheng smiled, as if the ice and snow had melted.
They will grow old together.
After sitting down in the house, Chu Yu cleaned the snowflakes off Jiang Shu's hair and handed her a cup of hot tea.
Jiang Shu held the hot tea and stared at the snow outside the house without blinking.
Some people like wind, some like rain, some like sunshine, and she loves snow the most.
She can never see enough of it.
Seeing Jiang Shu staring at the falling snow with joy, Yu Zheng said slowly, "Tomorrow is a day off. The plum blossoms in the back garden are blooming. You can go to the plum forest to enjoy the snow and paint."
Jiang Shu asked him to paint her portrait, and he always remembered it.
"Really." Jiang Shu smiled happily.
Yu Zheng nodded with a smile.
In his joy, Jiang Shu suggested: "Tomorrow is Laba Festival, why don't we invite sister Yijun and others to come and enjoy the snow and drink porridge together?"
After inviting Yu Lan and Sun Yijun, it is natural to invite Zhou Boxu and Yu Yuan.
Without thinking, Yu Zheng knew what Jiang Shu was thinking.
"Okay."
He naturally felt sorry for his sister.
Yu Lan was the daughter-in-law of the Zhuang family, so she couldn't go out casually on weekdays. Zhou Boxu couldn't go to the Pingxi General's Mansion to look for her, so it was difficult for the two of them to meet.
But if Yu Zheng and Jiang Shu invited, and Sun Yijun and Yu Yuan were there to accompany them, others couldn't say anything.
Jiang Shu immediately went to write an invitation, and Yu Zheng wrote one with her, and gave it to Zhufeng to send out early tomorrow morning.
After making all the arrangements, Jiang Shu went to bed contentedly, waiting to see the white snow as soon as she opened her eyes tomorrow.
However, she was still excited, and she lay there for a long time without falling asleep, and kept twisting and turning in Yu Zheng's arms.
"Can't sleep?" Yu Zheng asked her with his eyes half closed.
Jiang Shu responded, and said worriedly, "Will Lord Zhou be busy tomorrow?"
Zhou Boxu's duty is to protect the safety of the capital, and he should be very busy during this period.
Yu Zheng said hoarsely, "He is in charge, so he doesn't have to do everything himself, and his subordinates are not all idle."
The implication is that no matter how busy Zhou Boxu is, he still has a day to spare.
"That's good." Jiang Shu was relieved.
"Sister was very happy on your birthday."
That kind of happiness, which is full of sweetness and tenderness, cannot be replaced by other people or other emotions.