There was only a wall between Jiang Yirou's bedroom and Jiang Yixi's bedroom. They whispered these things in the bedroom and Jiang Yixi overheard them.

Jiang Yixi had a feeling before that her ears were much more sensitive. For example, the conversation between Zheng Yu and Xie last time, the sound was absolutely impossible for others to hear, and it was the person next door.

But she just heard it.

Later, Jiang Yixi started to pay attention and found that her hearing was indeed much better. Although she couldn't hear as far as Huahua, it was much better than ordinary people. She could hear even the slightest sound next door.

Huahua is a "smooth ear". She has received so many benefits from it, and her soul is in her stomach. Has her hearing also been improved?

Apart from the joy, there are also disadvantages. She has to put cotton in her ears when she sleeps, otherwise she can hear the snoring next door and affect her sleep.

Jiang Yirou was shocked, so Jiang Yixi went to Huayuan to talk to her. She also hinted to Mrs. Jiang San that she would help keep an eye on her in the future.

On April 18, the Meixi Poetry Society held a poetry meeting at Changsheng Hou Zhao's house. Zhao Qiuyue wrote a note to Jiang Yixi on the first day. On this day, Jiang Yixi took Jiang Yirou to play for a day.

Jiang Yiyan was so angry that she ran to Ruyi Hall to file a complaint. The old lady was impatient to deal with her. She said very rudely, "Your biological mother did such a scandalous thing, which even affected the girl in the next room. You

I’m still thinking about going out to play. Stay at home and don’t go out to show yourself..."

Jiang Yiyan didn't know what Zhou had done, so he was so angry that he ran out of Ruyi Hall crying.

Jiang Yixi hated Jiang Yiyan, but she even disliked the way the old lady looked at Jiang Yiyan, which was exactly the same as the way she looked at Jiang Xun in her previous life.

However, she could express her dislike for Jiang Yiyan, but she could not express her dislike for the old lady.

At noon on April 21, two nuns came to the eldest princess's residence in Yichang, one was Aunt Xia who was beside the eldest princess, and the other was the mother-in-law in the kitchen of the princess's residence.

Aunt Xia said that the tonic soup they made according to the recipe written by Jiang Yixi not only did not taste as good as Jiang Yixi's, but also did not have such a great effect after the eldest princess drank it. They wanted to invite Jiang Yixi to make it at the eldest princess's house.

, or teach the cook to make it yourself.

Do you suspect that the prescription you wrote is fake?

Jiang Yixi smiled and said, "I just asked people to buy the ingredients, and I was planning to get up early tomorrow morning to make soup to honor the eldest princess, and grandma just happened to be here."

This is indeed Jiang Yixi's plan to honor the eldest princess, but instead of honoring her alone, she will send it to the Zheng Mansion, and then ask the Zheng Mansion to send half of it to the eldest princess's mansion.

Although the eldest princess asked her to accompany the eldest princess, she only regarded it as a polite word. Perhaps because of the deep pain in her previous life, she never liked the eldest princess's mansion in Yichang, so she tried her best not to go.

Yesterday, Meng Cimo had someone send a message, asking her to meet at Nanfeng Pavilion tomorrow. She had to find an excuse to go out.

Since they were here and still had doubts, Jiang Yixi made the tonic soup under the eyes of the two nuns and simmered it for most of an hour.

The fragrance is getting stronger and stronger.

The cook said with a smile, "The ingredients are the same, the quantity is the same, the order is the same, and the heat is the same, but what Miss Jiang Er cooks is much more fragrant. This is talent, incomparable. It's like people who were taught by the same master

, some people can be royal chefs, while others can only beg for food in small restaurants."

The cook is smart, and she is making excuses for herself. She also wonders why she uses the same method as Miss Jiang, and uses more refined ingredients, but her cooking is far less good than Miss Jiang.

Aunt Xia couldn't help but admire her, and said with a smile, "Miss Jiang is smart."

The eldest princess said that the soup made by the cook was not as delicious as that made by Miss Jiang, and the effect of drinking it was not as great. She thought it was Miss Jiang who was hiding something secret, and was very unhappy. She took the initiative to bring the cook over to "ask for advice"...

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After the soup was cooked, the two took it away together with the clay pot.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yixi cooked another can, gave one cup to the old lady, and secretly gave two more cups to Jiang Yirou, before taking Shuiling and Shuixiang to the Zheng Mansion. The reason why she brought Shuixiang was because

Meng Cimo said clearly that he would take Meng Lianshan to Nanfeng Pavilion.

As the tomato seedlings grow vigorously, it is early May and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

However, the peony banquet held by Duke Cheng Guo every April was not held as scheduled. Mrs. Meng’s excuse was that she was busy with Meng Cimo’s marriage. In fact, Meng Cimo’s eyes healed, and Duke Cheng Guo suffered another illness.

Fat beating, she was too upset to do anything.

At noon on the second day of May, Aunt Wu came to report that Li Zhenbao would go to Huzhuang to play for a day on the fourth day of the fifth lunar month and take the flowers away. Two days later, he would go to Beijing and live in Prince Yong's Mansion.

This was not only a major and happy event for Prince Yong's Mansion, it was said that the Queen Mother was so happy that she almost recovered from her illness. The Emperor was also happy and even mentioned this matter in the Jinluan Hall.

Early in the morning on the third day of May, Jiang Yixi held Huahua in her arms and went to Huzhuang with Nanny Wu. The water was fragrant and clear, and Nanny Qin took the mule cart driven by Wu Dagui to Huzhuang.

The weather was hot, so as soon as we left the city gate, the girl opened the curtains of the car, which gave us a cool feeling.

At the beginning of noon, as soon as the mule carriage walked onto the path leading to Huzhuang, Huahua jumped out of the carriage and headed straight for Qingmulue Mountain.

When they arrived at the gate of Huzhuang, Jiang Yixi was helped out of the car by the girl, and saw an old monk sitting under a big tree not far from Zhuangzi.

The old monk was wearing a gray monk's robe. He was very thin and had many wrinkles on his face. His white eyebrows flew upwards and his white beard hung down on his chest. He seemed to be suffering from heatstroke and his face was not very good. He closed his eyes and slowly turned the rosary beads in his hand.

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Because she had been a monk in her previous life, Jiang Yixi had a different feeling for monks. Especially this old monk, who must be at least eighty years old.

It is not easy for a person to live to this age, and to come here alone in the hot weather... Jiang Yixi felt a pity.

She walked over and asked, "Excuse me, Master, do you need to drink water and eat fast? How about you come to my house and sit down?"

The old monk opened his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yixi up and down. His eyes paused on the agarwood rosary on her left wrist and said, "Amitabha, I am in a hurry. I am indeed thirsty and hungry."

He said and stood up.

Jiang Yixi invited the old monk into Zhuangzi. Seeing that he was very pleased with the flowers, plants and birds in the inner courtyard, he invited him to the west chamber for tea.

Before the old monk entered the house, he saw a small bench under the corridor in the west wing and sat down.

He smiled and said, "With birds singing, flowers blooming, and far away from the hustle and bustle, the female donor's home is as beautiful as a fairyland." He glanced at the tomato seedlings for a few more times, then sniffed, "Make your home different."

Bring out the tea and let Lao Na taste it."

Shuiling was unhappy and muttered, "Monks are still so picky."

Jiang Yixi's heart moved. Did this old monk smell something different from his home? Thinking of the way he looked at the rosary beads on his wrist, he guessed that this old monk, even if he was not Master Yuhe, was a senior monk who was familiar with Master Yuhe. He recognized him.
Chapter completed!