Chapter 1200 Snowy Night

After meeting the Tianjiao of various countries at Guanhetai, Jiang Wang has not used the Sword Arena as frequently.

Because the significance of actual combat has been reduced a lot. It is not that there are no opponents worth fighting at the level of the inner court in Taixu Fantasy.

But in Taixu Fantasy, many people hide their strength, including Jiang Wang himself. Even the top ten are not as good as the main competition level of the Yellow River Meeting.

Only a few people like Ning Jianke still have the significance of fighting.

Not long ago, he was still tortured and hit in the Sword Arena. Now he can draw his sword and look around, and he can say that no one in the same realm can fight!

For Jiang Wang's own journey in Taixu Fantasy, it can be regarded as a milestone event.

There are fewer exchanges on the Sword Arena, so naturally he has worked harder in other aspects.

Taoism, swordsmanship, conditioning of the island of heaven and earth, exploration of the fourth inner court...

It is inevitable that you will meet masters in the challenge of the blessed land, but the next round of challenges will have to wait until August 15th.

On July 15, he was still on his way back to Qi State and did not participate in the blessed land challenge.

Now he has fallen to the 46th ranking of Green Rose Mountain. As for the 360 ​​points of production power per month, Mr. Jiang, who is rich and powerful, no longer cares about it.

He spent another night in practice.

After finishing the morning class, the sky was already bright.

Butler Xie Ping knocked on the door outside, reminding him that it was time to set off for Changle Palace.

Jiang Wang silently calmed the wandering Dao Yuan in Tongtian Palace, recovered the soul-hiding snake that shuttled through the fourth inner palace, then stood up and pushed the door out.

Being listed as a candidate by Chongxuansheng, Xie Ping is more than enough to manage a Viscount's Mansion. Especially since Lord Jiang is alone, he doesn't have any messy relationships to take care of.

When Jiang Wang walked out of the door, the sedan chair had already been prepared.

The prince formally invited him and handed over a letter, so Jiang Wang naturally couldn't walk to the door in a swagger. Now he is a third-rank official anyway, so he still needs to talk about etiquette.

Of course, if he really talks about etiquette, he shouldn't go to the prince's door empty-handed this time, he should prepare a gift. Going to Changle Palace, ordinary things can't be brought, at least you have to spend some Dao Yuan Stone...

At this stage, it is natural that a real man is not particular about trivial matters.

I think the prince is kind and tolerant, so he doesn't care about these vulgar etiquette!

The sedan chair landed in front of Changle Palace, and Xie Ping took Jiang Wang's business card and knocked on the door.

Yes, now that he has set up a mansion and lives by himself, he can't do without social interactions, so Jiang Wang also has his own business card.

A thin note, with four rows of small characters from the left, respectively: Da Qi Qingyang Town, third-rank golden melon warrior, fourth-rank green card head of the police, the world's first inner court.

Finally, there are two big characters in the middle, saying "Jiang Wang".

This business card is always a bit of face wherever it is taken.

Since the prince took the initiative to invite him, the people of Changle Palace would certainly not neglect him, and they hurried a few steps to greet him in front of the sedan chair.

Jiang Wang got off the sedan chair in style and walked in empty-handed.

Wu Fu, the eunuch who was in charge of the reception and farewell of Changle Palace, greeted Jiang Wang earnestly and led Jiang Wang into Changle Palace. He couldn't help but look back twice.

He only saw Xie Ping with a smile on his face and two sedan bearers hired temporarily.

He was sure that Qingyangzi really came empty-handed.

This is too stingy!

When he went to Qingyangzi's house to deliver the invitation, he also handed over a jade pen holder!

But he didn't say anything on his face, and led Jiang Wang straight to the dining hall.

What's the meaning of meeting in the dining hall? Could it be that the prince wanted to tell me the principle of "governing a big country is like cooking a small fish"?

I don't care how you govern the country.

Whether you can govern or not is still another matter.

Jiang Wang was wondering when Jiang Wuhua came out from the inner room. He wiped his hands with a white handkerchief and walked out. He smiled at Jiang Wang and said, "I thought Qingyangzi would be here by now."

Very friendly and natural.

He handed the handkerchief to the eunuch who followed him step by step and extended his hand to invite him, "Please take a seat. The porridge will be ready soon."

Porridge?

He specially called me to Changle Palace to drink porridge?

Jiang Wang sat down in front of the table in confusion and said politely, "Your Highness, you are too polite."

Jiang Wuhua then sat cross-legged in front of the table opposite him and said casually, "It is not easy for ordinary people to have an appetite in the morning. Porridge is just right. It nourishes the stomach and makes you feel comfortable."

Jiang Wang didn't know what he meant by this. He also went from an ordinary boy to an extraordinary person step by step. Of course, he was not unfamiliar with the lives of ordinary people. He just said, "That's true. I used to drink porridge in the morning."

The eunuch Wu Fu, who was in charge of Changle Palace, said considerately, "This is made by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself."

"Oh?" Jiang Wang smiled confidently, "Then I have to try it."

Compared to his brothers and sisters, Jiang Wuhua's appearance is not outstanding, but he is simple and kind, not aggressive, so he is not so distant, and it is easy for people to get close to him.

At this moment, he smiled and said, "Is Qingyangzi good at cooking?"

Jiang Wang said modestly, "I can't say that I like it very much, but I know a little bit."

Jiang Wuhua smiled more naturally, "I wonder what you are good at?"

Jiang Wang was confident and calm, "Steaming, boiling, and baking, I know a little bit."

Jiang Wuhua wanted to let Jiang Wang try his cooking skills now, but considering that it was the first time to invite him, it would be a bit disrespectful to let him cook, so he could only hold back for the time being.

He laughed out loud, "Food is the most important thing for people. Qingyangzi is a man of great talent and genius, yet he can also devote his passion to cooking. He can support the sky and eat fireworks. He and I are of the same mind!"

"Uh." Jiang Wang immediately looked around and said something else: "I wonder what kind of porridge His Highness cooked?"

Jiang Wuhua smiled and looked to the side.

It happened that two eunuchs, each holding a wooden food tray, came out. On the food tray, there was a green jade bowl, a pair of ivory chopsticks, and a white jade spoon.

The aroma was lingering.

Jiang Wuhua asked first: "Has it been sent to the Crown Princess?"

"It has been sent first." The eunuch replied.

Jiang Wuhua turned around and smiled at Jiang Wang: "This 'Liuxue Shattered Night Star Porridge' is the best porridge, very nourishing. Qingyangzi, you must try two more bowls."

Often "helping" An An taste things, Jiang Wang still has some experience in tasting food.

Especially, this name sounds very stylish, which makes him hungry.

Wait for the eunuch to squat down and put the food tray on the food table.

He looked closely and felt cheated.

Isn't this the preserved egg and lean meat porridge! ?

The white porridge is like flowing snow, the preserved egg is like broken night, and the minced meat is like a star? Haha...

Is this "the prince is good at cooking"?

I can do it too!

Jiang Wuhua seemed to have heard his thoughts and said with a smile: "Why not try it!"

Of course, Jiang Wang would not say what he was thinking, and said politely: "It looks delicious!"

Jiang Wuhua's smile suddenly stiffened. He knew very well what this porridge looked like. Qing Yangzi's polite words sounded like a mockery...

Jiang Wang had already taken the white jade spoon, and as if he was afraid of choking to death, he gently scooped a little and hesitantly put it into his mouth.

Jiang Wuhua's Qi-nourishing skills are very good, but the corners of his mouth twitched. He smiled and asked: "How is it?"

Jiang Wang didn't respond at all.

The moment that little bit of porridge entered his mouth, it seemed to turn into an ice line, falling from the throat all the way to the stomach, refreshing all the way, refreshing the heart.

When it fell to the end, it ignited into a line of fire, rising from the stomach. The warm feeling rolled all the way to the throat, and even rushed straight to the top of the head!

In an instant.

In my mind, there was a sky full of falling snow, broken flowers in the night, and stars like a dream.

So this is the origin of the name "Liuxue Suiye Dianxing Congee"!

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