The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

With a sneer, Lanlan turned his back and said to Jin Ling: "Jin Ling, you are a loyal servant, and you have learned the essence of his ideas."

Jin Ling lowered his body again and again, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and bent over, "Master, a slave is a slave. When you lift it up, you give it the confidence to overstep and act rashly. It will always think about how to stand up and call the shots. Be the master of your master.”

"So, master, please be careful and don't be friends with the slave, and don't be a sister with the slave, giving it the opportunity to bully you."

This Jinling man is so eloquent, like a butcher undressing an ox, even in a remote place! ?

After hearing this, Lanlan is not as simple as being cautious, but thinking carefully!
Before, she thought that Tutu was very good at being patient and dormant, but now she was provoked by Jin Ling in a few words, reminding her that no matter what Jin Ling's intentions were, there was nothing wrong with these words.

Loyal words are harsh to the ears but are beneficial to action, and the question of loyalty or disloyalty is not investigated. These unpleasant words are like a sharp knife inserted into the heart, which makes it easy for people to lose heart!

After much thought, Lanlan came up with a compromise. She said:
"Jinling, Tutu is neither your master nor your slave. She is just a guest of Mugao Garden. Do not neglect her!"

As a guest, with such a tortuous identity, he is neither scornful nor condescending. Jin Ling thought it was appropriate and said: "Yes, I must treat him as a guest."

Being nice to someone for no reason may not necessarily lead to pure friendship, and you may even end up raising a tiger.

Raising tigers is asking for trouble!
Lowering his head and bending over, Jin Ling made a respectful gesture, "Master, it's time for dinner."

"Ah."

Walking in front of Jinling, Lanlan subconsciously turned around and glanced at Jinling's waist.

"Jinling, you and Tutu are both bent at the waist."

"Yes, this slave will never be able to straighten his waist in this life."

With her body leaning forward and her feet firmly on her feet, Jin Ling is an iron slave sculpture, affirming in a respectful tone that she will live a humble life.

After entering the room, the small table was filled with all kinds of rotten and nameless delicacies.

A tasting slave stood aside with bowls and chopsticks, presumably taking advantage of their ability to talk just now to taste all the dishes on the table.

Sitting on the round stool, Lanlan raised his hand and awkwardly picked up a slippery dumpling.

Before she put it in her mouth, Lanlan still dared to say that she knew this dish, but once she put it in her mouth, it felt strange.

There are mahjong-sized ribs inside, as well as sauerkraut!
What features?
Very delicious.

"Master, is the taste familiar?" Jin Ling asked.

Familiar? ?

What kind of trick is this?

Should she say familiar or unfamiliar?

An idea occurred to him. Lanlan frowned and asked, "Who made it? It smells like this!"

what flavor?

A taste of temptation!
Didn’t the slave who tried it taste it?Jin Ling glared at the servant standing aside with bowls and chopsticks, and asked himself: "Is it possible that the ingredients purchased are not fresh?"

Then he ordered: "Come here, go to the back kitchen and ask Master Liu to come over and ask questions!"

Lanlan glanced at the frightened Jin Ling. Although she was in trouble, she didn't panic. She had such a calm and calm aura!

He looks to be in his twenties, so he is indeed an old ginger.

Turning around, Jin Ling comforted Lanlan again, "Master, please wait a moment. We can ask you questions when Master Liu comes."

Lanlan responded: "Yeah."

An old cook walked into the house with a big belly and said roughly:

"Little girl, are you the one who said that the pork rib dumplings I made have a smell?"

"Well, if you don't believe me, try it and see if it tastes good. Is the taste enough to fool a cook's tongue?"

Jinling ordered someone to get a new pair of bowls and chopsticks and handed them to him.

Lao Liu picked up a piece of crystal clear dumpling, put it in his mouth, and chewed it. The pork ribs had the flavor of pickled cabbage, and the pickled cabbage had the flavor of pork ribs. They were full-bodied and fragrant. They were authentic Chengde spare rib dumplings!

"Girl, you can eat whatever is on the table, it doesn't matter if it fills your stomach, but you can't talk nonsense, it will ruin a person's reputation. This is the authentic Chengde Spare Ribs Dumplings."

"I am also from Chengde, and this dish tastes the same as what I had at my mother-in-law's house!"

Well - I'm from Chengde, my fellow countryman!
Doggy men, when they cuddle, they are like sweet and greasy candy, but after they break up, they start to become suspicious!
Women are too smart and men are too suspicious.

Yinzhen has already started investigating her from her hometown in Chengde!

"Oh, Master, how can I say that the food you cook is not authentic? That taste is our Chengde taste! It is authentic and authentic. Who else has such a unique skill besides you, my fellow villager!"

"Oh, girl, you were too vague when you said it smelled bad. My old man was frightened to death by you!"

"As soon as I ate it, I knew it was made by a fellow villager. I spoke like this just to see if the fellow villager was here."

……

Seeing the two fellow villagers meeting and chatting affectionately, Jinling didn't expect that the crisis of rottenness could be resolved so easily.

Is her method too low-end, or is her opponent too strong?

crisis?Danger and opportunity.

Rotten, who has always been resourceful, added another plan during the chat. Why not reverse the situation in danger and defeat the opponent's suspicion in one fell swoop?

Doubt, let it become undoubted!
Hey, here's your chance to show off your knowledge!

"Old man, your pork rib dumplings are so delicious. I just wonder if I can taste other flavors from my hometown?"

"What do you want to eat, girl? As long as it's food in Chengde, I will definitely make it!"

The boss's tone exploded, and Lao Liu clapped his chest and made a banging sound. The way he made sure to make money was like a practitioner selling plasters!
It seems that as long as Luanlan can’t think of it, there’s nothing he can’t do!
His rotten eyes looked like a mouse that looked like peanuts on the table. He was sharp and clear. He poured out the Chengde special snacks from the unique historical era that he had seen in books without any hesitation or even a breath.

"The filling is sweet, the donkey roll is soft in the mouth, the hot and sour delicious, smooth and chewy bowl, the sweet and sour glutinous rice cake, the smooth and refreshing Chengde jelly."

After racking his brains again, he continued:

“The coir raincoat meatballs with a soft texture, the smooth and chewy buckwheat noodles…”

With such a delicate description, the aroma of delicious food that was as rotten as a treasure seemed to hit his nostrils at this moment. Jinlingdi, who was standing aside, couldn't help but secrete corresponding saliva in his mouth!
Regarding this illusion that seems both real and fake, whether the master's identity is real or fake... is open to question.

Local characteristics are a no-brainer for chefs born and raised in Chengde!
Idiot!
Old Liu nodded while listening, as if he was standing in front of the chef of a large restaurant in Chengde, with pots and pans, garlic, ginger, onions and peppers floating in front of him.

This girl is very good at talking, and she speaks vividly and vividly, making people feel like they are immersed in the scene.

Okay, okay, fake it!
It’s just that the coir raincoat meatballs have leaked the filling. The old Chengde people call them soft coir raincoat meatballs!

Lao Liu tentatively recommended a dish, "Girl, you have talked so much, why didn't you mention the crispy, sweet and refreshing Nansha cake? This is a major feature of Chengde. It would be impossible without it!" Lanlan continued smoothly, " Oh~ Isn’t this waiting for you to take the initiative to add it, master!”

How could she forget? Not only had she seen this Nansha pancake in books, but a classmate from Henan even brought it to her when she was in college.

She ate one and helped her roommate who didn’t like walnuts eat two of them!
Based on this realistic foundation, Lanlan said a few more words:

"Well, put more melon kernels and walnut kernels to make the skin crispy. It should taste very, very crisp, not too sweet!"

The above are all the tips she would give to the cake maker when eating Nansha cakes in her previous life!

Lao Liu smiled in his heart.

This girl, Nansha Pancake is just an unformed idea, and even he himself can’t guarantee what the taste will be like!
However, he was worried that he had no fresh ideas. As soon as she said this, an idea suddenly came to Lao Liu's mind. A pastry that was about to go down in history and enter thousands of households was quietly gestating in his mind.

"I won't disturb the girl while she's eating. I've remembered what the girl told me, so I'm going to get busy." Old Liu grinned happily to the back of his head, as if he had accidentally obtained a unique secret book!
There is no time to worry about whether the master is a fellow countryman. Compared with cooking delicious food, this matter is too small!

Seeing Lao Liu'er retreating and eating happily, it was really gratifying that he had escaped smoothly!
Routines are followed by routines, and generals are met by generals!
Playing with IQ, hey, Jinling, you are too young to be able to compete with her super invincible and large-capacity knowledge head!

To frighten the ancients, just take out the little things in your mind and blow some water on them, it’s more than enough!
To be honest, when he was telling the story, his mouth was constantly secreting saliva. A lie that can deceive oneself must be extremely powerful!
Even if the suspicion cannot be completely eliminated, the level of suspicion should be reduced!
……

After a good meal, he got up and planned to go out for a walk to see how alert the guards were!
Behind the butt is a big tail that can't be shaken off. It's so vigorous and vigorous that the empress in the palace doesn't have such a battle. It should be said that it is the honor guard of Kangxi's southern tour!

"Jinling, tell them to get down!"

Lanlan pinned her hopes on Yinzhen's cronies, her traitors. After all, these people were all following Jinling's lead, and she was Jinling's nominal master.

If Lanlan directly scolded people to leave, they would definitely turn to Jinling to see what her look was.

So she might as well be direct!

Jin Ling said confidently, "Master, they are all here to protect your safety!"

Safety?

According to Lanlan's observation, the square wall has almost become an iron wall with broken glass inserted into it.

Even a naughty cat with agility will still lose a layer of fur and bleed a little when it climbs up.

There are also these guards, all of them are tough and burly, with thick beards as exposed as needles. It is not difficult to guess that they are rough old men on the grassland!
Looking at them, Luanlan thought of the rogues in the prison, and thought that this was a prison with high security!
"Let's put it this way, Jin Ling, I want to go out, will you let me out?"

"This slave must ask Lord Baylor for instructions."

The person who is imprisoning her now is Lord Beile, so naturally the person who releases her can only be Lord Beile.

Luanlan said reasonably: "I won't embarrass you. After all, you are just a slave. Being the master of your master will not bring you any good results!"

"Thank you for your consideration, Master." Jin Ling said gratefully.

Lanlan pleaded: "It's just that I beg you to let them go down. With so many people accompanying them, who has a good intention? They are just following orders."

With a sad expression, he said angrily and sadly:

"Be lonely with me! The numb expressions remind me that this is a lonely prison, and I am just a lonely prisoner."

It means that your existence is the source of my pain.

It’s all said and done, so it would be so merciless not to agree!
Besides, the guard's knife is always in his hand. No matter how smart she is, she can't fly!
Lord Beile told Jinling before leaving: This woman in fox fur is very smart, and the intelligence of a fox is cunning.

It is difficult to defend even with heavy troops!

Since it is difficult to defend even with heavy troops, why do we need extra manpower?

"You all go down!" Jin Ling said to Tai Tai behind her, but she herself stood still.

"You go down too, you are the same as them." Lanlan said with a numb expression, as if he was a depressed patient who had been hurt a lot.

With no one behind him, Jin Ling's momentum weakened. Seeing the pain on Lan Lan's face again, he felt a little unbearable, so he retreated with a gray head.

Sure enough, it is a brainless emotional bag!

But she is an emotional bag who shows off her true feelings.

After clearing the obstacles, Lanlan walked straight towards the study.

The guard with the knife, whose elbows were thicker than her thighs, wanted to swagger out in front of everyone. It was really whimsical and unrealistic!
As for why you went straight to the study?

The main thing is that she expressed her desire to go in and take a look three times, but Jin Ling repeatedly blocked her with a very determined attitude!

If you want to hide something, the more you try to obstruct it, the more it means there is something going on inside, a mystery, and a secret.

Maybe there is a tunnel that goes through the high wall!
Uh-huh, isn't this what she wants?

The only problem is that the study has a door and a lock, and the lock requires a corresponding key.

Yinzhen, a cunning fox, didn't even give Jinling a key, so she didn't even have the chance to practice her skills as a thief.

In fact, it's not that Yinzhen didn't give the key to Jinling, he just wanted to prevent it from happening. After leaving angrily last night, he came back and took the key away.

It can be a bit tricky with a modern pin lock, which requires each drive pin to be flush with a tangent line on the lock cylinder in order for it to rotate.

Now, the brass lock hanging on the door doesn't even have a driving pin!

Human evolution has evolved from simplicity to complexity, and the tools we have made have also followed a path from simplicity to complexity from ancient times to the present.

When time and space are reversed and civilization regresses to the dynasty where this lock existed, and when advanced civilization is used to understand backward civilization, the problem will be easily solved!

He turned this little thing over in his hand, and the clanging sound stirred up Lan Lan's quick thinking.

In fact, locks do not have high-tech chips. Basically, you can use your brain to understand the cleverness of the ancients that is similar to that of modern people.

The driving pin of the pin tumbler lock has a spring underneath it. This lock does not have a driving pin, but the principle is the same.

Unchangeable!

Flexibility is undoubtedly the trick in the lock!

If the guess is correct, then an H-shaped key is inserted from the H-shaped lock cylinder. What it has to do is to compress the open copper plates inside that hold the lock on both sides, so that they can loosen freely.

Therefore, the key lies in how to compress the open copper sheet inside, not necessarily to find a corresponding key.

Therefore, you only need to insert a thin iron with high hardness into the lock hole and press the brass piece. Even if the brass piece presses the lock walls on both sides, as long as one side is loose, you can still pull the lock core with a little effort. Dig it out!
Thinking this way, Lanlan wanted to verify it. She subconsciously touched the golden hairpin on her head.

too rough!
"Master." Jin Ling suddenly appeared behind her and said solemnly.

To deal with idiots, just showing off some knowledge is more than enough.

Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.