The boss said that as long as Miss Wen is safe, she may not need to report everything, so as not to make Miss Wen unhappy in the future, but if you meet any disciples, or someone who doesn't know how to show favor or something, you must write to Your Highness in detail.

It's not that there are any disciples now, but it looks like Lord Wen is more like a disciple, but the English who is serious about doing things is still recorded in detail for His Highness's reference.

As for whether he will refer to vomiting blood, English said that he is only good at tracking and information gathering, and his IQ elsewhere is not enough, so I think His Highness should be able to understand him.

Bamboo upstairs.

Lin Feibai looked at Wen Zhen, his eyes first focused on the tip of her chopsticks, and then slowly moved up and landed on her face, but Wen Zhen didn't answer his gaze, and naturally turned his head to serve the soup: "Come, you drink my soup, this chicken raised in the bamboo forest in the mountains has more of a refreshing aroma than ordinary local chickens, taste it." ”

In the black spoon, the chicken soup was glowing with pale golden oil, and the aroma was really strong and elegant, which tickled people's hearts, but Lin Feibai's eyes only fell on Wen Zhen's face, "This chicken soup is specially ...... for me Is it boiled? ”

His gaze was slightly hopeful, but Wen Zhen didn't answer at all.

"Well, I stayed up for ourselves, I didn't sleep all night, and the dark circles under my eyes came out, and I need to make up for it." Wen Zhen tilted his head, sniffed his face close to the spoon, and then raised it and said, "It's so fragrant!" To drink or not to drink? Don't drink anymore, I'll drink it myself! ”

English took out the second note and wrote: "Master Wen feeds the soup and blows cold for Lin Hou." ”

Bamboo upstairs.

Wen Zhen's voice was clear at the moment, Lin Feibai woke up suddenly, hurriedly drank, and the moment he bit the spoon, he raised his eyes slightly, and saw that the woman opposite did not avoid it, but her eyes were very clear, her heart was sour, and the tips of her teeth clicked, almost biting the spoon apart.

Wen Zhen took the spoon back, as if he didn't see the sudden crack, so he naturally changed to a spoon and continued to feed, while explaining: "I haven't used this spoon." ”

Lin Feibai said softly: "It's okay to use it." ”

Wen Zhen said: "I'm in trouble. ”

Lin Feibai stopped talking.

English took out the third note and wrote: "Lin Hou's spoon is broken, Master Wen gave him his spoon." ”

On the bamboo floor, Lin Feibai's eyes fell on the plate of black truffle scrambled eggs, although he did not participate in Wen Zhen's first banquet in the palace, but the dishes of the night quickly spread out, especially this black truffle scrambled eggs, all said that Lord Wen won His Majesty's favor with this dish, and Feihuang Tengda, the prince even ordered Cangnan and Dian Zhou to focus on finding truffles on the spot, and listed them as tribute.

He had heard it, but he had never tasted it, but now that he saw it, his heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Wen Zhen saw him looking at the dish, so he took a pair of chopsticks, Lin Fei's eyes were soft, and Wen Zhen smiled: "Yan Sui also likes this, but it's a pity that he is not here, otherwise none of us will be able to eat this plate." ”

Lin Feibai paused slightly, and when he chewed the black truffle in his mouth, he felt that under the fame, it was actually difficult to deserve, and the taste always felt a little weird.

English took out the fourth strip of cloth and wrote: "Lord Wen gave Lin Hou a gift of scrambled eggs with black truffles." ”

On the bamboo floor, Wen Zhen finished feeding the soup and let Lin Feibai taste the tender and fragrant white-cut oily chicken. The chicken color is pale golden, shiny and oily, like pine resin topaz, and you can see that the fat and tender are the best. Wen Zhen said with a smile while tearing the chicken for him: "Yuan Zhi seems to like to eat chicken, if you have time, learn this from me, go back and make it for her." ”

Lin Feibai stared at her, his eyes were slightly cold, he turned his head sideways to let go of the chicken she handed over, and said, "Excuse me." ”

"So let her learn to make it for you?"

Lin Feibai turned his head to the side again, and his voice turned cold, "Miss Wen, why do you want to be like His Royal Highness King Yi, doing this thing that disregards the wishes of others and pulls people to match?" ”

Wen Zhen's face remained unchanged: "There are many people who disregard the wishes of others, not only His Highness, nor me." ”

Lalang is not interested in this kind of thing, but if she should say it clearly, she still has to say it.

Lin Fei is a good son, don't be delayed.

She put down the bowl, the sound of the spoon hitting the bottom of the wooden bowl was slightly muffled, Lin Feibai also felt a slight tightness in his chest, he felt that he was crazy, he didn't know what he was doing, as if he escaped to Wen Zhen's side, he could avoid the peach blossoms on the wall, but when he really got closer, he felt that he was nonsense.

Wen Zhen approached him slightly, and from his point of view, he saw her slightly raised eyes, large and bright, the eyelashes were not too thick, but they were long, and the eyes under the eyelashes were black inside and brown outside, and they also revealed the coldness of Qing Lingling.

It's a surprising feeling, after all, she has always been so sweet and soft.

"So ......," he muttered suddenly in a little confusion.

Wen Zhen seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Wen Zhen is such a ruthless person. She tilted her head and glanced at the roof of the bamboo building behind her, "Because, my love has never been given to one person." ”

Her tone was gentle, and her attitude of feeding Lin Feibai was soft and affectionate, but her words were extremely indifferent.

Lin Feibai looked at her and felt that he had a sense of division.

The atmosphere between the two was cold, but they were very close, especially from the ceiling of the bamboo building on the side, so close that there was almost no distance.

English took out the fifth strip of cloth and wrote: "Master Wen has repeatedly persuaded the dishes, and the conversation is very happy. ”

By the time she finished writing the five strips of cloth in English, Wen Zhen had already packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went downstairs, and the bamboo building was very close, so she stopped under the shed on one side.

……

Yan Sui went out shopping again.

Japanese followed him, and it was somewhat clear that His Highness was probably stepping on the point.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and win all battles. His Royal Highness is familiar with the road of Jinghai, and he is also understanding the livelihood of Jinghai, and through the style of the market and the people's comments, he tries to analyze the person Taishiyan.

If you want to kill someone, you must first understand her, be familiar with her style, and guess her possible reactions. A wise person like His Royal Highness is naturally not a problem.

It's just that he doesn't understand, why His Highness should be familiar with the path of Jinghai, even if he wants to assassinate, he will do it in the Governor's Palace, shouldn't he find a way to understand the Governor's Mansion first?

Yan Sui naturally knew what the Japanese were thinking, but she didn't want to explain.

After two days, if he guessed correctly, Tai Shi Yan should be in a state of weakness now, and her failure to appear on the battlefield is the biggest signal.

The boss always felt that Tai Shi Yan had secretly gone to the battlefield, or was holding back some big moves, but Yan Sui didn't think so, after understanding it from the side in the past two days, he was sure that Tai Shi Yan would not retreat in such a wartime anyway, nor would he still play Taoguang to lure the enemy deep at the moment of losing the war, if she didn't appear, then there must be a reason why she couldn't appear.

Such a woman, even if she is blind with a broken leg, will definitely run to the battlefield.

Yan Sui had a bold guess in his heart.

Therefore, he is not in a hurry to go to the Governor's Palace, the Governor's Palace must be impregnable, and the precautions are extraordinary, and if he goes to explore the road once, he may be startled, and he does not do such a stupid thing.

He was just observing the Governor's Palace, looking at the carts that came in and out of the palace to deliver food and sundries, and the construction team that withdrew from the palace.

At this time, the Governor's Palace was under construction.

Do it authentically, right?

Tai Shi Yan is not like a person who is willing to hide in the tunnel, unless......

Yan Sui smiled, feeling that things were getting more and more interesting.

After walking around for a while, Yan Sui showed a tired look, and the Japanese knew that the master was not in a good state, so he naturally said: "Your Highness, probably there should be a letter from the English side." ”

Yan Sui sighed casually, didn't seem to care, and continued to shop. He walked very lightly, obviously just in the crowd with his hands on his back, walking slowly like others, but in the blink of an eye he crossed the crowd, like a wind that no one noticed, no one could sweep the corners of his clothes, sometimes some people who rubbed shoulders noticed that this person's demeanor was extraordinary, and when they looked back, they couldn't find his figure.

Japanese is not weak, but under the pressure of this pace, after walking for a short while, he began to panting, and when he looked up again, the inn had arrived.

Ten miles away, one moment of effort.

If you want to pretend to be forced like an arrow, you deserve to be dumped.

The entire inn had been wrapped up by Yan Sui, and the guards under the Japanese were waiting in the courtyard, handing over a row of paper rolls.

Japanese: "......"

Is this a love letter in English? So much?

Once again, I wonder if His Highness even asked for a report when Lord Wen took a bath.

There was no one in the courtyard soon, Yan Sui sat at the table, touched the paper scroll, and gestured very lightly.

Here is a record of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the little cakes.

I don't know how she eats, how she sleeps, whether she kicks the quilt at night, and what has caused the mountain to do.

It's probably that Lin Feibai has also arrived in Liushan, if he guesses correctly, he will definitely stay there.

Yan Sui's fingers tapped on the tabletop, as if he was knocking on the head of a hated rival.

But knock to knock, in fact, I don't care much. His Royal Highness felt that although he was being disliked by Lord Wen, some people did not even have the qualifications to be disliked.

He opened the first roll of paper.

"When Lin Hou is met, Lin Hou is injured, the girl feeds her, and says: Come, open your mouth, ah."

Tap your fingers on the table with ease.

On the night she was poisoned and slipped away, she also scooped up the gnocchi and said to him with a smile: "Come, open your mouth, ah." ”

Then feed him a poison pill.

I'm afraid that the one he eats himself won't be enough to poison him.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, such lines appeared in her mouth again, still to another man.

However, he can be sure that what is fed to another man is guaranteed to be not poisonous.

It made him a little satisfied.

Look, it's not like a cat or a dog can let her make a move.

"Lord Wen feeds the soup and blows cold for Lin Hou."

Yan Sui tugged at the corners of her mouth.

It's okay, she'll taste the feed if she feeds a chicken.

"Lin Hou's spoon is broken, Master Wen will give him his own spoon."

The corners of Yan Sui's mouth were flattened.

Wen Zhen is quite obsessed with the matter of sharing meals, not mentioning the big banquet in the palace, as long as she is there in private, everyone's tableware must be fixed and exclusive, and it is not recommended to pick up dishes with each other, and special chopsticks will be prepared for everyone to pick up dishes, in her words, this is called chopsticks.

She said that the Chinese people's common food customs, stirring vegetables on a plate, although it brings people closer to each other, but from the perspective of hygiene, it is the worst way to eat, who knows who has any hidden diseases in the body? Are there any infectious diseases? So many people's saliva mixed in one dish......

After listening to it at the time, he was stunned and wanted to spit out all the dishes he had eaten in the past few decades, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that he rarely stirred vegetables on the same plate with others, so he felt more comfortable.

So, her spoon, he really hasn't used it yet.

He thought for a moment and wrote a note, motioning for the Japanese to be passed back to the English.

I glanced at it when I encapsulated it in Japanese, and I thought it was something important that needed to be carefully checked in English, but I looked at it.

"The matter of changing the spoon, whether a certain spoon in Charing has been destroyed. If destroyed, poison him to give him a toothache for a month. ”

Japanese: "......"

Your Highness, don't you think it's a waste of resources to use the best intelligence spy organization under your command to investigate such a boring matter?

Your Highness doesn't think so.

He felt it was important.

Wen Zhen would never give his spoon to others casually, what he didn't enjoy, others would never have a chance. Since it has been changed, it can only be said that first, Wen Zhen's spoon is useless, and second, Lin Fei's white spoon is broken.

The spoon will not be broken for no reason, and Wen Zhen will not be stupid enough to break the spoon casually, that is, it will be bitten.

Lin Feibai bit the spoon when Wen Zhen fed him.

Is this full of spring love surging retrograde, and you can't even control your mouth?

What's the use of mouthing?

"Lord Wen gave Lin Hou a black truffle scrambled egg."

Scrambled eggs with black truffle......

It's a commemorative dish.

Don't you feel wasted when you make such a commemorative dish for Lin Feibai to eat?

Yan Sui: "Japanese, give me another command in English, and pull out all the black truffles in the village full of flowers in the mountains." ”

Japanese: "......"

"Master Wen has repeatedly persuaded the dishes, and the conversation is very pleasant."

Forget it, as a cook, I always like the food I make to be sought after, and it is normal to persuade the dishes.

Just feed the pigs.

His Highness did not think that if he deduced it in this way, the many meals he had eaten before would also be within the scope of feeding pigs.

With a flick of his fingers, five strips of cloth destroyed the corpse. Japanese looked at him worriedly, and felt that although His Highness couldn't see anything abnormal, it seemed that his popularity was a little less, and his eyes were slightly cold and murderous.

The murderous Highness turned around a few times, and once again sent the food delivered without even entering the door, and did not listen to the Japanese persuasion about eating, and suddenly walked out.

The Japanese followed in silence, thinking to themselves who is going to be unlucky again?

I hurriedly followed for a while, and when I looked up, I suddenly found that the Governor's Mansion was not far ahead.

The location of the Jinghai Governor's Mansion is a bit off, and there are some brothels and small houses all around, which is a bit incredible for the solemn and solemn yamen, but Yan Sui is quite appreciative of this, thinking that with this, it can be determined that Tai Shi Yan is by no means a cold and ruthless person in the legend, and he also has a little sympathy for Tai Shi Yan's contempt for the rules and styles of etiquette and religion.

This woman has hills and valleys in her heart, and she is also tender, and the rules can't restrain her, if you really want to move her, it's best to start with love.

However, Yan Sui didn't want to waste a lot of time today.

He just wants to kill.

……

In the Manhua Village, the host may not be satisfied with the banquet of Miaoyin, but the guests have never been satisfied in their lives. So much so that when everyone walked out of the bamboo building, even their complexion was a little brighter.

This made those real fans of Ah Jie who were watching very surprised, and couldn't help but walk out of the bamboo building to talk to these people, and inquired for a long time, but only heard these people keep praising how delicious the dishes are, and Miaoyin's old tunes are repeated, and there is no valuable information, this is a casual meal.

Those people were all in high spirits, so they continued to go back to Ah Jie's bamboo building to eat and rest, waiting for a cry from Miaoyin in the evening.

The sun gradually set, the smoke of the dinner rose again, and this time many people gathered downstairs at Miaoyin's house again, and some of the girls who had eaten Miaoyin's meal before were kind enough to prepare a funeral white cloth.

In the bamboo building of Ajie, everyone is having a feast.

Someone glanced at the girls gathered downstairs in Miao Yinzhu, and couldn't help but sneer: "I can't imagine that there are so many fools willing to be with her now." ”

"I really don't understand, we have been bullied so much, so it is easy to have the opportunity to raise our eyebrows and trample those negative people under our feet, why is Miaoyin's fool stopping? The old rules? Is the old rule necessarily right? ”

"That's it, why can't we use our good Gu technique? Why waste it in the mountains? ”

"But...... Miaoyin's words also seem to have some truth, she said that we will be used as guns, and we will be punished by God if we attack our compatriots in Liushan......"

"What are you afraid of, isn't there a festival, a festival will protect us."

Ah Jie turned his wine glass and smiled faintly: "Yes, what are you afraid of, I will lead you to become the most powerful clan in Liushan." Then she put down her wine glass with a smile and looked in the direction of Miaoyin Bamboo Building, "Pour, pour." ”

The words fell, and under the Miao Yinzhu Tower, a few screams suddenly sounded, several people fell into the crowd, and someone screamed: "It's a Gu!" Hit the Gu! ”

The crowd dispersed, some people looked up at Miaoyin Tower in horror, the window of Ajie Bamboo Tower opened, and someone shouted: "Miaoyin wants to keep the position of the owner of the village, and he has tricked you!" ”