Shen Xingqi, who was fighting hard in the crowd, became more and more courageous as she fought, and her dark eyes became brighter and brighter.
This was her first actual combat. After the initial discomfort, she found the feeling of fighting against others on weekdays, and she suddenly felt very refreshed.
Cheng Xi, who was watching the battle from the side, occasionally stopped the men in black who wanted to attack, relieving her worries.
So the originally fierce fight was forced to be divided into two completely different styles. Qu Shaojing and the guards fought desperately, while the three Shen family members were leisurely and leisurely, a little more casual.
Because of their participation, the one-sided scene was reversed in a short time, and the man in black who had the upper hand suddenly became struggling.
The leader saw that he couldn't defeat him and quickly sent a wink to his subordinates.
Want to leave?
Cheng Xi narrowed her eyes slightly, "Wangshu, keep them!"
What if she misses her little girl after running away?
Cheng Xi didn't want to be targeted by a dignitary in the capital.
"Yes!"
Wang Shu's martial arts is not weak in the first place. It is not difficult to leave a few injured assassins behind. Soon, there were a group of men in black lying on the ground, most of whom had their acupoints tapped and could not move.
Qu Shaojing had already recovered from the initial shock and breathed a sigh of relief while covering his injured arm.
"Thank you, Mrs. Shen, and Miss Shen."
His surprised gaze fell on Shen Xingqi, and he shuddered unexpectedly when he met those shining eyes.
This little girl is too cruel.
Why did he always think she was a delicate and soft lady when they first met?
It’s all an illusion!
"You're welcome. If you see an injustice on the road, please draw out your sword and help."
Shen Xingqi waved her hands to show that she didn't care. She stood beside Cheng Xi and returned to her previous well-behaved state. The fight was red and looked quite harmless.
Everyone: "."
That familiar feeling is back!
Five minutes later, the Zhuangzi bought by Shen Jiaxin not only welcomed its owner but also several guests.
The guards of the Hou Mansion were more or less injured. After a simple bandage, their faces became much better. One of them rode towards the capital to find someone to clean up the mess, while the others stayed behind to guard the group of assassins.
The two female guests calmed down from their panic and sat quietly in the living room holding a cup of tea.
Cheng Xi looked at the white cloth on Qu Shaojing's arm that was stained with red blood and marveled, "I really don't understand what these assassins are thinking. Why don't they smear the blood-sealing poison on the sword? I really don't have the money to smear some poison on it." The medicine works.”
Then this sword has completely completed the mission. As for the target mission, is it still alive and kicking?
Several guests were shocked when they heard this and looked at her with fear, as if wondering where this monster came from.
"Is there something wrong with what I said? I've even done such a despicable thing as assassination, so isn't it superfluous to care about the morality of the world?"
"." There are actually some. reason?
No, that's not right. This is a fallacy.
The killer organization also wants to be famous, right?
Qu Shaojing smiled bitterly, "Mrs. Shen, please stop teasing me. If this is the case, then I have to thank them for their mercy."
Shen Xingluo next to him took a sip. Tea, "So you were going to Zhuangzi to enjoy the flowers, and you met an assassin on the way?"
"Yes, Zhuangzi in Wu'an Hou Mansion is nearby."
Qu Shaojing covered his bandaged arm and nodded, his expression a bit ugly, "These people are too rampant, they dare to intercept and kill them in the suburbs of Beijing in broad daylight!"
"With all due respect, last time it was also in broad daylight. , or in Jingcheng Hutong”
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The expression of the person involved froze, and he sighed helplessly, "Brother Shen, can you give me some face?"
There is also his delicate fiancée here, How could a man like him be so embarrassed?
Qu Shaojing finally managed to get his sister to make an appointment with his fiancée to go to Zhuangzi to enjoy the flowers. He never expected that he would be so unlucky that he would meet an assassin.
Now that’s good, the flowers didn’t come out, but instead, my sister and fiancée were frightened.
It’s all those assassins’ fault!
Perhaps Qu Shaojing's depressed expression was too substantial. The female family members were amused by his reaction, and the atmosphere in the living room suddenly relaxed a bit.
“I wonder if the young marquis has any clues about the two assassinations?”
"I'm ashamed to say that these assassins just took money to do things. They never met the people behind the scenes. The ones we brought back last time didn't find out anything."
The martial arts of the assassins who came to assassinate him this time The numbers are the same, so even taking them back for interrogation would probably be in vain.
"Who has the Wu'an Marquis Mansion had conflicts with recently?"
"My father has been stationed at the military camp on the outskirts of Beijing all year round. He should have never offended anyone."
Wu An Hou Jun was a first-class duke in the Yan Dynasty, and even the princes had to fawn over him, let alone offending others. How could anyone attack the young prince of Wu'an Hou Mansion?
Qu Shaojing was puzzled.
Although he is a little quiet on weekdays, he has never done anything outrageous. As for being hunted?
Strange, so strange.
"Brother Shen suspects that the person behind the scenes wants to eradicate the Wu'an Hou Mansion? It should not be the case. Although it is difficult for assassins to enter the military camp, my father's daily journey back to Beijing is very smooth, and he has never encountered this Assassin."
That means you are the only one who was assassinated?
Oh no, maybe I have to add one more today.
Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi looked at each other and had a somewhat reliable guess in their minds. "I wonder if the young marquis has noticed that although the assassin just now was trying to kill you, there are also many people in black on Miss Jiang's side."
The little girl was sitting in Chengdu Xi nodded sideways, "Yes, those assassins want to kill Sister Jiang, and they will kill her with every move."
"Did they admit the wrong person?"
Qu Shaoya and Jiang Yuyao were in the same carriage. They were both noble ladies from the capital who did not go out often. It was normal for the man in black to admit his mistake.
"What if I didn't admit my mistake?"
"What do you mean?"
"I remember that the young Marquis and Miss Jiang only got engaged last month?"< br>
“That’s right.”
Qu Shaojing glanced at Jiang Yuyao, his eyes a little panicked.
“The assassination started recently, and today the man in black tried to attack Miss Jiang again. Maybe the person behind the scenes just wants your life, or maybe they don’t want the Wu’an Hou Mansion and the Jiang family to be harmed. Marriage?"
"."Is that so?
The Marquis of Wu'an is loyal to the emperor and protects the country, controls 100,000 troops, and has never been involved in the party and government. The Jiang family's scholarly family is also neutral. Who doesn't want the two families to marry and is willing to kill him?
Seeing that he was deep in thought, Shen Xingluo picked up the teacup and ordered it.
Wu'an Hou Mansion quickly sent someone over, and Qu Shaoya and Jiang Yuyao left because they were frightened.
In the evening, Su Zhan just walked in carrying a basket of hawthorns.
"Sir, madam, these are the red fruits behind the mountain."
"Does that mountain belong to us?"
"Yes, the red fruits nearby belong to Zhuangzi, these red fruit trees are old.”
Cheng Xi picked up a few and took a closer look. The hawthorn fruit is oblate and spherical, with a purple-red appearance and very eye-catching red dots. When you break it open, the flesh is pink and the flesh is dense and hard.
She took a tentative bite and was immediately struck by the sour taste in her mouth.
“It’s so sour, my teeth are about to fall out!”
Shen Xingqi’s little face wrinkled up, her expression depressed, “Sister-in-law, you really can’t eat this red fruit.”
“Who said you can’t eat it.”
"Huh?"
How to eat it so sour?
Shen Xingqi was stunned, "Sister-in-law, could there be a way?"
"This is the Dajinxing hawthorn, one of the varieties of red fruit. If it is made into candied haws, few people will like it, but this It doesn’t mean that it can’t be made into other foods.”
Big Venus is mostly used to make preserves, and a few can be made into hawthorn cakes. If there is enough sugar, it can also be made into drinks.
"Pastry is indeed troublesome to make, but I can make a simple drink. Is the kitchen complete?"
"Back to Madam, the kitchen utensils are all ready, and I also bought some vegetables."< br>
“ That’s fine, the red fruits in this small bamboo basket are enough.”
Cheng Xi took the bamboo basket to the kitchen and handed over the cooking tasks to Shen Xingqi and Wang Shu, while he picked out the dishes one by one. I bought the larger hawthorns from the small bamboo house for later use.
Hawthorn acid is not a problem. Add more sugar to make a drink or pastry and it will be just as delicious.
"It's a pity, this thing just can't be made into candied haws."
The thin layer of sugar skin on the outside of the candied haws is impossible to neutralize the sour taste of the Big Venus hawthorn, but it seems that the frosted sugar balls can be tried?
Cheng Xi poured the mountain plant into a large basin filled with clean water and cleaned it. Then she took a knife and cut a circle across the middle of the fruit, removing the mountain plant core and base for simple processing. This step was very important to her. It's too simple to say, and soon the small basin next to it was full.
There are only a few of them in Zhuangzi, and it is not advisable to drink too much hawthorn juice, so they cannot use too much hawthorn.
While Shen Xingqi next to her was picking and washing vegetables, she put the processed hawthorns in a steamer and heated them. The hawthorns in the steamer were already cooked in about 20 minutes.
Cheng Xi poured an appropriate amount of cold water and sugar into a bowl, stirred it evenly, and put it together with the cooled steamed hawthorn to squeeze the juice.
Because the tools used to extract juice in ancient times were too slow, the hawthorn juice was mixed with a lot of residue, so she filtered it twice with gauze until it tasted soft and delicate.
A bowl of freshly made hawthorn juice.
"Try it, how is the sweetness?"
Shen Xingqi looked at the glass of hawthorn juice in front of her and was surprised, "The color is quite nice?"
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But remembering the sour taste just now, she suddenly didn't dare to try it.
Under the encouraging eyes of her sister-in-law, the little girl took a small sip and was fully prepared. However, the sweet, sour and silky taste of hawthorn juice came into her mouth.
“Eh?”
Delicious.
Although it is sour, it is more sweet!
"Doesn't it taste good?"
"It's very good. My sister-in-law really has some ideas."
"If it feels sour, you can add some water and sugar, filter it and the taste will be better than the current one. Some.”
It’s just that the amount of sugar is more than a cup of milk tea.
Cheng Xi used different proportions of sugar and water to make three hawthorn juices with different sweetness and sourness, and finally selected one of them after several members of the Shen family tried one after another.
On the second day, the Star Breakfast Shop welcomed a new drink.
Hawthorn juice.