Chapter 477 Attack
Tu Mi thought that her prince was just talking.
After all, her Highness was reclining on a beauty couch surrounded by lacquered and gold-painted scrolls of poetry and paintings, waving a round fan with a mahogany handle embroidered with pomegranates, cats and butterflies, moving it back and forth, his posture as lazy as a Persian cat, without any sign of movement.
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
Wow, after listening to "Peach Blossom Fan", I listened to "The Injustice of Dou E".
The sun and moon hang in the sky at dawn and dusk, and spirits wield the power of life and death. Heaven and earth, supposed to distinguish between the clear and the turbid, yet how could they have confused Dao Zhi and Yan Yuan? Those who do good suffer poverty and a shorter life, while those who commit evil enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth, seemingly coveting the strong and bullying the weak, yet they also seem to go along with the tide. Earth, if you can't distinguish between good and evil, what are you called Earth? Heaven, you misjudge the wise and the foolish, unworthy of being Heaven! Alas, all I can do is shed tears.
After listening to "The Injustice of Dou E", there is also "Autumn in the Han Palace".
Ah! I feel a sense of sadness towards this desolate wilderness. The grass has already turned yellow, and rabbits are already bracing for frost. Dogs have lost their fur, men are sharpening their tasseled spears, horses are laden with luggage, carts are carrying provisions, and hunting grounds are being set up. He, he, he, sadly bid farewell to the Han lord; I, I, I, hand in hand, go up Heliang. His followers enter the wilderness; I return to Xianyang in the imperial carriage. Returning to Xianyang, passing the palace walls; passing the palace walls, circling the corridors; circling the corridors, near the imperial chambers; near the imperial chambers, the moon is dim; the moon is dim, the night is cool; the night is cool, and I cry in the stinging cold; I cry in the stinging cold, by the green gauze window; the green gauze window, I do not think!
By the way, her prince just recovered from his cough and wanted to have an abalone feast.
The wrinkled abalone has a large and solid shell with three layers of conch. It can be steamed with chopped peppers, braised, or used in chicken soup. The meat is tender and flexible with an excellent taste.
Nanri abalone is brightly colored, with holes in its shell and barnacles. It has a tender and delicate texture and is also very delicious when braised, steamed, or used in soups.
Jipin abalone originates from Fuso. This tiny nation has been destroyed and revived, reborn and lost again, like a centipede that persists even after death. However, Fuso's Jipin abalone is smaller, shaped like a gold ingot, and is deliciously stewed, sashimi-cooked, and braised.
Black abalone is jet black and several times larger than other abalone. It is used for sashimi, pan-frying, and dicing. It has a sweet and mellow taste, a firm and elastic texture, and a fresh and tender taste.
Red abalone is huge in size and has a brick-red appearance. It is used for sashimi, sliced and stir-fried, and salt-baked. Its meat is thick, tender and delicious.
The small Hema abalone lives in rock crevices and is hung on hooks to dry in the sun. It is used for sashimi and soup. Its golden color and tender meat make it an excellent dried abalone.
Qiu Niang also spoiled her with dishes such as stir-fried pork belly abalone, abalone with okra and scallion oil, cold bitter melon and abalone, steamed abalone with vermicelli and garlic, abalone stewed with local chicken soup, braised abalone, salt-baked abalone, fried abalone, golden millet and abalone soup, and abalone and oyster porridge.
But what's going on with a group of constables coming?
Tu Mi was about to step forward to find out what was going on, but Zhu Huaizhen waved him away.
"Princess Ronghua, many people have reported to Jingzhao Prefecture that their home gardens have been attacked by poisonous snakes. They all believe that it is related to Taoyao Tower. Please come with us." The old constable bowed, his tone neither warm nor cold.
"Officer, are you kidding me? My princess is most afraid of snakes, let alone poisonous ones. How could she fill a sack of poisonous snakes and release them into the back gardens of some wealthy families?" Tu Mi sneered.
"As long as you can find evidence, I will consider that I released the poisonous snake." Zhu Huaizhen put his hands behind his back, smiled sweetly, and his grape eyes were clear and bright.
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