Jiang Banxia, who was sitting on the side, stared at the old man Bao Wonton silently.

The old man's craftsmanship is very good, the wonton skin can play under his hands, and after a while, the bulging wontons will be out of the pot, and after the boiling water is boiled three times, the wontons with white skin will float to the surface.

The green onion sauce was the base, and the old man quickly scooped the wontons into it, and the strong fragrance instantly came to his nose.

"World-honored cloud: If you want to cultivate samadhi, you should break the five hardships." Xie Fei took a sharp sip at the wonton bowl: "But we are all mortals and we are not immortals, if we don't eat Wuxin, then life is much more tasteless." ”

He picked up the wonton bowl, picked one with chopsticks, and stuffed it into it regardless of the hot mouth.

"Hmm~" Xie Fei swallowed the wontons and ate them into his stomach, and did not forget to comment: "The skin is thin and the filling is more, and the taste is not bad." ”

The three of them gathered around the Dali Temple teahouse to eat freshly cooked wontons, and it was a sunny spring March day, and after a while, thin sweat came up, and the lining was powdery and peachy.

Xie Fei looked at Jiang Banxia, and he couldn't help but say, "He Lang Fu Fan is just like this, little cousin, how did your Lu family grow up?" ”

"I'm not from the Lu family." Jiang Banxia put the bowl down, and she glanced at Xie Fei: "The little county king is not bad." ”

Xie Fei, who was scared of this, had nothing to say.

He Qiaoyi asked for three bowls in a row, and stuffed them into his mouth desperately.

"Don't eat it." Xie Fei stopped him and said, "Look at your belly, if you eat it again, it will explode." ”

He Qiao leaned on his stomach and smiled: "It's not that it hasn't exploded yet." ”

"It's too late to blow up." Xie Fei rolled his eyes.

"You go to the back hall and send a bowl to Shi Shaoqing." Jiang Banxia instructed: "Quan should go for a walk, and come back with wontons and yours." ”

Jiang Banxia spoke, and He Qiaoyi reluctantly put the bowl down.

Dali Temple doesn't care about food on weekdays, everyone brings food from home to eat or not, Shi Kuangye belongs to the category that does not eat.

Every time he stayed up until noon, he would pour a large pot of tea to quench the hunger in his stomach, and suddenly saw He Qiao leaning on the wonton, his eyes were all glued to the wonton bowl.

It's not that he can't afford to eat lunch but that there is no one at home to cook, and the food he makes himself is really indescribable, if you want to ask Shi Kuangye why he doesn't invite someone to cook, he will probably tell you that it costs money to invite someone.

"Shi Shaoqing, eat wontons." He Qiaoyi smiled with a smile on his face: "It's still hot." ”

Shi Kuangye took the bowl, he hurriedly touched the copper plate from his purse, and couldn't help but stuff it into He Qiaoyi's hand.

"My lord, I want to, I don't want to." He Qiaoyi hurriedly refused: "This is the wonton that the little county king invited to eat, and the villain can't accept this money." ”

"Money must be given." Shi Kuangye stuffed the money again, two people, you push me, I push you.

"If you don't eat, I'll eat!" A dull male voice suddenly sounded from behind the two.

Shi Kuangye turned around and looked: "Lord Zou? ”

Zou Mingyuan hummed and answered, he took off his official hat and sat down on the stool, picked up the teapot and poured it wildly.

Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!

What's going on lately? First Lu Cheng and then the prince, where did Dali Temple poke the hornet's nest this year?

Shi Kuangye made a look, and He Qiaoyi put the bowl of wontons in front of Zou Mingyuan: "My lord, please eat." ”

Then he cautiously retreated, leaving the place to Zou Mingyuan and Shi Kuangye.

Zou Mingyuan, who was standing on the side, had a tangled expression, and he stopped talking.

"Zifanna." Zou Mingyuan called out Shi Kuangye's expression: "What do you say about living in this life?" I don't eat well, I can't sleep well, and in the end, I am trembling and being coerced by others, what is the plan? ”

"What troubles are you encountering Lord Zou?" Shi Kuangye asked.

"It's not a bother." Zou Mingyuan waved his hand: "It's just trouble." ”

He buried his head in eating the wontons in the bowl, and suddenly looked up halfway through eating: "But the people from Jinyiwei are here?" ”

"I arrived in the morning, and now I'm waiting in the teahouse." Zou Mingyuan replied: "King Xie Xiaojun also came, and he came to Dali Temple with a letter of recommendation from the Ministry of Officials and Guozijian. ”

Zou Mingyuan frowned, he already knew about Jinyiwei's arrival, he was the one recommended by the prince, but how could King Xie Xiaojun get involved?

"Try not to let Jinyiwei's people interfere in this case." Zou Mingyuan instructed: "Jinyiwei's group of people are doing things rampantly, and they can't rely on them. ”

This reason is Zou Mingyuan's nonsense, he knows that Shi Kuangye has a tendon, and he only has righteousness in his heart, so it is better not to let him know about the affairs of the eldest prince.

"Don't worry, sir." Shi Kuangye himself didn't like the people of Jinyiwei, so he was perfunctory at the beginning.

Two people with different minds have surprisingly unified opinions.

...

"Boss!" He Qiaoyi rushed into the tearoom with a gossip on his face: "Lord Zou is back!" ”

"When?" Jiang Banxia asked.

"Just now." He Qiaoyi described how Zou Mingyuan wanted to take the wontons: "You didn't see it at that time, Shi Shaoqing's face was going to be green!" ”

"You mean, Lord Zou is wearing an official uniform and looks tired?" Jiang Banxia grasped the key to He Qiaoyi's words.

"That's right." He Qiaoyi affirmed.

She lit the table with one hand, lost in thought.

"Since Zou Mingyuan is here, let's go find the old man now." Xie Fei rolled up his sleeves and said, "The case can't be dragged on forever, right?" ”

It happened at a good time, and before they could discuss it, some officials came to invite them.

Dali Siqing is the third grade, and Xiaoqi is only from the seventh grade, seeing Zou Ming, Yuanjiang Banxia and others honestly bowed.

"Please get up, please get up." Zou Mingyuan's fat face had a kind smile, he took the document and looked at it, and said one set of officialdom's words after another, that is, he didn't mention Lu Xun's case at all.

"Lord Zou, where do you think I should go?" Xie Fei asked directly.

"This..."This can stop Zou Mingyuan, the little county king must not be fooled casually, he can't think of a countermeasure for a while.

Seeing this, Shi Kuangye on the side leaned over and whispered, "My lord, you can send King Xie Xiaojun to Wu Sizheng as a helper." ”

"Yes, too." Zou Mingyuan thought for a while and replied in a deep voice.

Si Zheng is in charge of the national criminal name review, and he is busy with business on weekdays, so it is just right to divide the active little county king, so as not to cause trouble everywhere when he has nothing to do.

"Ahem." Zou Mingyuan coughed lightly: "Wu Temple is in charge of the review of criminal names, and there has never been an unjust, false or wrongful case, and the little county king has just followed Wu Temple to experience a thing or two." ”

This time it was Xie Fei's turn to be stunned, he thought that Zou Mingyuan would send him like sending Jiang Xia, but he didn't expect that he would really arrange a place for him!

Can he say he doesn't want to?

Here, Jiang Banxia repeatedly hinted at Lu Xun's case, but Zou Mingyuan just kept silent, only saying that this matter still needs to be discussed in the long run, and she couldn't help but admire Zou Mingyuan and the level of the mud, which is very unreachable.

...

"Hey, little cousin, what are you doing?" Xie Fei saw Jiang Banxia walking outside Dali Temple.

"Go home." Jiang Banxia said seriously: "The staff of Dali Temple is neat, if you want to come here to get in the way, it is better to go home and rest." ”

"Little cousin, are you serious?" Xie Fei looked surprised: "Lu Xun is still waiting for us to save his life!" ”

"Don't worry, even if you want to ask, it will be after the autumn." Jiang Banxia smiled senran: "Besides, with Uncle Lu's ability, he is at most a prisoner." ”

Looking at Jiang Banxia's serious look, what Xie Fei wanted to say was all messed up.

"Little Junwang, it's not too early, you better go back." He Qiao leaned on the back and coaxed: "Let's go home as idlers." ”

Jiang Banxia untied the donkey on the horse's stake, and left Dali Temple on a donkey in Xie Fei's unbelievable eyes.

When she turned the corner and stopped, she was waiting for He Qiaoyi.

"Boss?" He Qiao ran out of breath: "Are we really going like this?" ”

"Of course not." Jiang Banxia pursed his lips and said: "Zou Mingyuan kept his mouth shut and didn't make a proposal, which proves that he doesn't want us to check at all, so we have to find another way." ”

"What does the boss mean?"

"Tonight, you come to me at the back door of the Lu Mansion." Jiang Banxia instructed: "Bring civilian clothes and dry food." ”

He Qiaoyi was very puzzled: "Where are we going?" ”

"To Donglin Academy, of course." Jiang Banxia's eyes were dark, and he said word by word: "Find clues." ”