Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1125: Chapter 1125 Assassination_1 Chapter 1125: Chapter 1125 Assassination_1 “Three days from now?” Qiao Xiaomai looked at Emperor Yong’an.

Emperor Yong’an nodded, “He has already found people to build the stage. In three days, not only I and my father will go, but also all the civil and military officials. If you lose, that reputation…” Emperor Yong’an left the implication hanging.

Qiao Xiaomai laughed upon hearing this, “Your Majesty, rest assured, I will give it my all.”

“Have you thought about the menu yet?” Yang Wenxiao asked.

“I have already thought about it, please have a look.” Qiao Xiaomai said as she took out a piece of paper from her bosom.

Yang Wenxiao took it and saw several dishes made with chili on it, and he couldn’t help laughing, “Looking forward to it.”

“It will amaze everyone,” Qiao Xiaomai said confidently.

Spicy, a very important flavor. People here eat spicy food too, with garlic, ginger, and Cornelian cherry all having spicy flavors, but these don’t compare to chilies.

Initially, she amazed Yang Ye with just a dish of chili oil cucumber. In the competition three days from now, she would show these country bumpkins the charm of chilies.

Because this competition would be before all the civil and military officials, for the next three days, Qiao Xiaomai spent almost all her time in the kitchen, either preparing meals for the royal family or practicing knife skills and plating with the head chef of the Imperial Kitchen.

After two days passed in this way, on the third day, the day before the competition, Bai Zhi visited the palace again. She came to send a message through Tong Sanlang, as the Zhang family’s Tong Xingda and his wife wanted to see Tong Sanlang again.

If the couple wished to meet, then Tong Sanlang naturally had to go.

Taking the carriage to the Bai Residence, he was still alone. Upon entering the residence, he headed straight for the Guest House.

Arriving at the Guest House, Tong Xingda, Zhang Family, and Qiao Meipan were having lunch in the Courtyard.

Seeing him arrive, Zhang Family rolled her eyes and waved him over, “Come here.”

Tong Sanlang approached and called out “father, mother.”

Zhang Family patted the stool beside her, indicating for him to sit down, “Last time, you said with your financial ability, you can’t provide too good a life. So sit down and talk, give ten points of sincerity, and tell us what’s the best you can offer.”

“Sanlang, I’m your biological mother. As a son, supporting your parents is the right thing to do, isn’t it?”

Tong Sanlang did as he was instructed and sat down, “I’ve already given the living allowance for this year during the New Year.”

“Now, touch your conscience and tell me, is that allowance enough for you and your wife’s daily expenses? I won’t mention other things, let’s just talk about food. Is that little bit of allowance enough for the food that you and your wife eat every day?” Zhang Family handed him a bowl of Pigeon Soup, signaling him to drink it.

“Your father and I raised you, and now we eat chaff and swallow vegetables, while you have fish and meat. Is that fair?”

Tong Sanlang held the soup bowl in his hands, silenced for a moment, said, “As long as you and father change your attitude towards Xiaomai, Xiaomai and I will definitely be filial to you both.”

Hearing this, Tong Xingda snorted coldly and slammed the table, “Are you admitting that you eat better than us, you unfilial son!”

As he spoke, he picked up the soup basin in front of him and splashed it towards Tong Sanlang.

Tong Sanlang frowned slightly and leaped backward violently, dodging the hot soup.

Just at that moment, the sound of a sword cutting through the air came from behind him, and he immediately drew the flexible sword from his waist to parry.

The clashing swords emitted a piercing noise.

At the same time, figures in black emerged from both sides, each brandishing a sword and stabbing at him.

He remained unflustered; his toes tapped the ground, and his body flew forward.

“Tong Sanlang, watch the whip!” Bai Zhi suddenly leaped out in front of him, her whip slashing towards Tong Sanlang.

“There’s more above, Tong Sanlang, look up!” Another delicate shout came, this time from above.