Dali Temple Small Dining Room - Chapter 427

  But before he could ask, the girl smiled and spoke.

“Actually, there is a little girl’s selfishness in saying these things.” Wen Mingtang spread his hands and said frankly, “When King Yu had an accident, I went to the Jiaofang, and there was almost no delay, but the nobleman who redeemed her was still one step ahead of me. Later, I asked Lin Shaoqing helped me find Wen Xiutang’s whereabouts and find that noble man. Lord, you must know Lin Shaoqing’s methods better than I do, and we didn’t delay this matter at all, but even Lin Shaoqing didn’t find out the whereabouts of that person. Knowing that the person who came to bring someone with a Jiangnan accent, the person who came forward should not be a nobleman himself, but a person in charge. Since there is no evidence of Wen Xiutang’s involvement in the case of King Yu, Lin Shaoqing can’t trace people like ordinary cases. The portrait asked the government for help. Until now… I still don’t know Wen Xiutang’s whereabouts.”

   “My little girl really wants to know Wen Xiutang’s whereabouts.” Wen Mingtang looked at Lord Yasuo and said seriously, “My little girl also has a lot of things she wants to ask this cousin.”

   This is the truth!

  Wen Xiutang, the previous life in the dream, has not even shown a shadow from the beginning to the end. With Wen Xiutang’s pinching vigor since childhood, Wen Mingtang only feels a little weird. How could Wen Xiutang not be able to resist showing off in front of her?

  Of course, what is even more weird is Wen Xiutang’s whereabouts. Right now, it just so happens that the Duke…or the Queen can find Wen Xiutang.

  Of course the girl’s thoughts cannot escape Lord Yasukuni’s eyes, but if what she said is unreasonable, she will not speak in front of him.

  Mr. Jingguo looked at Wen Mingtang, and made his words clear: “You mean if there is something, it should be on Wen Xiutang’s body, not on yours?”

  Wen Mingtang didn’t nod, but said: “When she was young, people around her always praised her for being smart, and she also joined the court. Compared with me, she has indeed lived a good life, and she is a practical person.”

As soon as these words came out, Lord Jingguo couldn’t help frowning: The so-called knowledge of practical affairs is just a nice way of saying it. In fact, if this Wen Xiutang is really what she said, he is indeed a smart person, and he will do everything possible. A wise man who makes his own profit.

  Smart people like this don’t have the same morals and morals. They are a villain who only has interests in his eyes… Duke Jing raised his thick eyebrows when he heard this, and asked Wen Mingtang, “Who ordered you to deliver tea today?”

  Wen Mingtang glanced at the guards outside the hall, and said, “Outside are His Majesty’s people.”

   No matter how insolent Concubine Jing is, the Qianyuan Palace is also a place where the internal affairs office cannot interfere.

  Mr. Yasukuni heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, nodded and said, “I have nothing to say.”

  Looking at Duke Yasukuni who breathed a sigh of relief and seemed relieved, Wen Mingtang wanted to ask something, but after thinking about it, he still didn’t ask anything. He just put down the teacup in his hand and quietly retreated out.

  After delivering the tea and returning to the empress, the empress greeted her a few more times, and asked the palace people around her to send her out of the palace.

Of course, this trip to the palace was not for nothing. Wen Mingtang also brought out a pearl hairpin made of gold and jade. Looking at the beautiful hollowed-out auspicious cloud patterns on it, Wen Mingtang was deeply moved: “The empress is the empress.” , even if it is rumored to be frugal, it will be a big deal if you make a move!”

   This hairpin is worth the savings she has accumulated over the years, and maybe the smaller Chang’an house can be replaced with half of it. It’s just… the imprint engraved on the bottom of the hairpin from the queen’s reward determines that she can’t buy and sell the hairpin at will. Not only that, but she must take care of it carefully, and if she loses it, she will have to ask the government to help find it.

   Touching his simple hairpin with only one wooden hairpin, Wen Mingtang thought to himself that maybe the empress would personally reward such women’s decorations because her head was too simple. But… For Wen Mingtang who walks around the kitchen every day, this kind of decoration cannot be worn often. After a long time of smoking, the hairpin will not look good.

  Carefully put away the hairpins, Wen Mingtang didn’t go back to Dali Temple, but went to the glutinous rice balls.

   Although the Lantern Festival will not be lit up until evening, the lively atmosphere of the Lantern Festival on the street is already there. Not to mention the lamp shop, even the ordinary grocery stalls also put a few lanterns on the front of Zhang Xiaoji for sale there. All major restaurants and restaurants are selling glutinous rice balls, and even places like Hongyan Tower have specially hung a sign saying “Lantern Festival is sold today”. Seeing this scene, Wen Mingtang couldn’t help but sigh secretly: If she also had her own restaurant Four, such festivals can have a large amount of income earned by craftsmanship.

Because I lived in Tangyuan for almost the whole January, the neighbors in the neighborhood are also familiar with Wen Mingtang. When they saw her coming over and nodded to her, they did not forget to point in the direction of Yuan’s house and said to Wen Mingtang: : “Master Wen, Tangyuan’s family has lived in a lady with a face for the past two days. She has a natural appearance, but she has a very good bearing. Tangyuan calls her Aunt Zhao, do you recognize her?”

  Aunt Zhao? Wen Mingtang was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that Aunt Zhao was Zhao Sishan. But even though he was a bit dazed, it was not surprising that Zhao Sishan chose to stay here for the time being. Zhao Ji’s restaurant was sold, and as for the rented residence of Zhao Dalang and his wife, although the person who found someone specially passed the message to Zhao Sishan, but Zhao Sishan was not stupid, so naturally he didn’t want to get entangled with the couple anymore. Liang Hongjin asked and found Tangyuan. Tangyuan had heard Wen Mingtang mention Zhao Sishan, so it’s not surprising that Zhao Sishan would stay.

He nodded to the neighbor who greeted him, said “recognized”, and said politely, “Come to eat when I have time”, and so on, Wen Mingtang waved goodbye to the neighbor, and walked dozens of steps to the front of Tangyuan’s house, the gate opened Halfway through, Wen Mingtang walked to the door, and before entering the door, he saw A Bing passing through the door carrying a plucked chicken, and when he heard the sound, A Bing looked up and saw that it was her , Immediately shouted happily: “Master Wen is back!”

The voice was not low, and Tang Yuan and Zhao Sishan walked out of the kitchen yard quickly. When they saw her, Tang Yuan called “Master Wen” happily, and instinctively wanted to go forward to carry things for her. But seeing Wen Mingtang’s empty hands and feet being nailed back to the original place, he quickly pointed at Zhao Sishan behind him, and said, “The Zhao Sishan that Master Wen has been talking about is here!”

A few days ago, when Wen Mingtang was taken away by the empress’s people, Tang Yuan and A Bing were happy, but when Zhao Sishan came out of the palace, they talked about the affairs in the palace in a selective manner, especially after hearing Zhao Sishan When they were tricked by Concubine Jing, the two of them were taken aback and couldn’t be happier. They only hoped that Wen Mingtang would leave the man-eating palace as soon as possible.

  Seeing Wen Mingtang come out now, the two of them were very happy. A Bing held the chicken and said, “We are about to make lunch. When Master Wen comes back, there may be new dishes!”

  God knows, in addition to Master Wen, there is another Zhao Sishan who is good at cooking, what kind of happiness he and the glutinous rice **** will have.

Seeing this, Wen Mingtang only smiled, and said, “Then wash it and send it to the kitchen”, then turned his gaze to the glutinous rice **** and only looked at her with a smile. How is the day?”

Zhao Sishan said: “It’s really good when you come out.” He rolled up his sleeves and said, “Tang Yuan and A Bing are going to make their own lanterns, so they won’t cook today. Let the two of you do it!”

  She has a lot to say to Wen Mingtang, and it happens that she can use the kitchen to talk while cooking.