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Chapter 897 The ghost idea of ??the ministers

During the day, Chen Xian used all kinds of strange tricks to attack. At night, Su Zhe could hug her and fall asleep indifferently. He whispered in a warm voice, "Axian, tell me what you want, maybe I will satisfy you."

For some reason, listening to his extremely generous and tolerant tone made Chen Xian feel that he had seen through her long ago.

Chen Xian looked up at him and said, "Guess what I want."

Su Zhe smiled faintly: "I can't guess."

Chen Xian was so angry that he pierced his arms and rubbed hard a few times, saying, "Su Zhe, if you have the ability, don't be caught by me."

Chen Xian was very frustrated and was in no mood for two consecutive days.

On the Lantern Festival, some ministers held a birthday banquet at their homes, which was lively and the ministers took this opportunity to get together and have fun.

After all, it's the last day of vacation.

Everyone will be in the morning court tomorrow. Who knows who is waiting for the impeachment of tomorrow during this short holiday?

When you arrived in the court, you made me unhappy, and I just turned my back on you.

But unexpectedly, the woman came too.

The ministers were a little restrained, but when Chen Xian came over with a plate of melon seeds to integrate into the group affectionately, everyone felt inexplicably relaxed.

Today, Su Zhe and Su Xian also left the palace, but they didn't come here to join in the fun. The father and son themselves don't like the fun.

They went to the old house, waited for Chen Xian to come back after the occasion, and celebrated the Lantern Festival with them.

At that time, the officials had to stand up and greet, and Chen Xian asked them all to sit down.

After a few greetings at the beginning, Chen Xian explained his confusion and asked: "Why do you usually sneeze?"

Her ministers always have more ghost ideas than ghosts. If she listens to them from many sources, there will be no mistakes.

The minister said for granted: "If your nose is stimulated, you will sneeze."

Chen Xian asked: "How can I get my nose irritated?"

"It smells too smelly and can't stand it."

"It can't stand it if it's too choking or too spicy."

"When it's still itchy, it will be."

When Chen Xian heard that he had tried all these methods and it didn't work, he asked deeply: "There is nothing else?"

The minister said: "Yes."

Chen Xian: "When?"

Minister: "When I'm sick.

Especially when it’s cold and hot, and you’re runny, you’ll definitely sneeze.”

She can't make Su Zhe sick just to make him sneeze.

The minister's idea came: "Don't the woman know medical skills? Get some medicine to make sure that her nose is so itchy that it sneezes."

"And, stuff something into his nose.

I think salt and salt are exciting enough.”

"If you don't help, just pour smoke into his nose, and I don't believe that he won't hit him."

Chen Xian rubbed his tight-haired forehead.

When the ministers saw her reaction, they knew that the things were not working. At this time, a minister stroked his palm with his fist and said excitedly: "My daughter, I have an excellent solution, without any effort."

When Chen Xian heard this, he became interested: "I want this method, let's talk about it."

The minister said, "You curse him."

Chen Xian: "..." The minister said: "Who cursed behind his back, that person will definitely sneeze."

In the end, Chen Xian didn't receive any chat.

After she gave the gift, she chatted for a while, and she didn't even eat the banquet, so she got up and left.

She had to go back to the house and have lunch with her father and son.

Lunch is far less refined and rich than the palace, but rather the meals of ordinary people.

But that is often Su Xian’s favorite.

He still remembered that the last time he went to He You's house, he thought the dishes they cooked were special.

When the housekeeper heard that they were coming, he asked the cook to buy vegetables early.

After Su Zhe and Su Xian entered the house, they went to the backyard by themselves.

Su Zhe entered the study room, opened the window, lit a pot of incense, and cooked a pot of tea.

Through the bamboo curtain window, Su Xian could see a piece of evergreen bamboo outside.

After a while, the housekeeper came to ask for instructions and said, "Sir, there must be bamboo shoots rising in the forest. The chef asked me to ask if I could dig some cooking?"

Before Su Zhe could speak, Su Xian began to nod.

Su Zhe looked at him and said, "Do you want to dig bamboo shoots?"

Su Xian nodded again.

Although he had never dug it once before, he was particularly interested in this way of working on his daily life.

Then Su Zhe asked the butler to get the basket and sickle.

There was no need for the chef to dig in the bamboo forest, he took Su Xian to dig.

The housekeeper soon brought the tools.

There is a basket with two sickles in it.

Su Zhe picked up the basket, Su Xian followed him, and the two of them entered the bamboo forest together.

After a long winter in the bamboo forest, a thick layer of soft bamboo leaves were laid on the ground.

The two were looking for traces of the new bamboo shoots unearthed.

Where there are bamboo shoots, they usually get a little bit together.

Some can see the tips of bamboo shoots, while others hide secretly and are blocked by bamboo leaves, so they need to be opened to see what they are.

This is the tenderest season for spring bamboo shoots.

In the past, Su Zhe would take care of this bamboo forest personally. He had always known how to find bamboo shoots. After teaching Su Xian, Su Xian would look for it with a sickle.

He quickly got started and found one by one.

And I enjoy it very much.

He was patient and used a sickle to completely cut out the bamboo shoots, and soon he filled a full basket.

Then he carried the basket out, went to the front yard to wash the mud on his hands, and then began to deal with the little guys.

When Shen Xian came back, as soon as he entered the gate, he saw Su Xian sitting in the front yard peeling bamboo shoots.

Seeing that he liked to do it, Su Zhe did not distract him from his interest and asked him to do it alone.

He took a bamboo shoot, peeled off the coat layer by layer, and finally peeled out the white and tender tips of the bamboo shoots inside, and placed them cleanly in the basin, which complemented his well-proportioned and clean hands.

Shen Xian squatted over curiously and asked, "Who got these?"

Su Xian said: "My father and I went to the bamboo forest behind to dig it."

Seeing that his slow movements were very magical, Shen Xian looked at him and felt a little itchy, and then he also took bamboo shoots to peel them.

The two of them peeled a basin, and the chef came over with a smile and took it to the kitchen to serve the food.

Su Xian felt a little unsatisfied, and Shen Xian had this feeling for no reason.

So in a short while, the mother and the mother took the basket and got into the small bamboo forest together.

They were looking for bamboo shoots all over the bamboo forest, and they wanted to dig all the bamboo forest.

Su Zhe stood beside the green bamboo, watching the big and young women dig excitedly.

His eyes fell on the woman squatting in the corner of the bushes of bamboo. The silhouette she left for him was slender, and his hair fell to his waist. He seemed to be able to see the shining light in her eyes like treasure hunting.

Su Zhe asked: "Can you finish digging so much?"

Chen Xian said: "You are still worried about this problem.

There is no one who can’t finish eating it. There is no one who can’t finish eating it in our family, and there is no one who can’t finish eating it in He You’s family, Qingzhou family, and Fuling family.”

After a pause, she said again: "Is this bamboo forest not to be managed? If I don't care about them, the resources will be just like this. Hsinchu will grow again, and it will be even more crowded."
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