Du Fu

Mingrou slapped the table and said angrily: "I'm going to eat a little lotus leaf rice cake!" You have to make it for me today. ”

In front of her stood the cook of the Du family.

has lived in the Du family for a period of time, except for the fact that he and Du Zhong are relatively peaceful, everything else is unsatisfactory.

There were only four or five maids scattered in the huge Du Mansion, and the master had to do everything himself, which simply shocked Mingrou beyond measure. Fortunately, she brought Caichun and Xiu'er, otherwise wouldn't she have to do chores like washing clothes and folding beds?

Mingrou sighed all day long, holding back her dissatisfaction. Today, the cook has drawn out the fire she has been doing for days.

The cook of the Du family replied resignedly: "Young lady, I don't know how to make this kind of rice cake, I only make red bean cake." ”

"Are you kidding me? In the house of the dignified soldier squire, there is only one cook, not to mention, she is still a cook who can only make red bean cakes! Ming Rou stroked her forehead, and she said impatiently: "Okay, okay, go and get this month's monthly money, you can leave the Du family." ”

The cook knelt down and begged, "No, young lady. I've been working in Du Mansion for more than 20 years, and now you're kicking me out, what should I do? ”

"More than twenty years? How did you get mixed up in Du Mansion with your cooking skills? "Thinking of her Jiang Wangfu, there are more than a dozen people in the kitchen, large and small, and the food she cooks is occasionally not delicious. There is only one cook in this Du Mansion, don't they all eat?

Du Zhong entered the house and saw the scene in the house, he asked idly, "What's wrong?" ”

Mingrou snorted and turned around.

"You say." He motioned to the cook.

"Back to Gongzi, young lady, she wants to kick me out of the house."

"Why?"

The cook lowered her head and said aggrievedly: "The young lady thinks I can't make small lotus leaf rice cakes." ”

Du Zhong bowed, "The young lady is playing with you, you can go out." Just make some lunch. ”

The cook gratefully withdrew.

"Whoever is messing with her, I'm going to kick her out!"

Du Zhong looked directly at Mingrou, and his voice was lazy, "My mother has always been diligent and thrifty, and she can't compare to Jiang Wangfu, just wait for you to get used to it." ”

"Why do you want me to adapt to your poor life, do I marry into your family to endure hardship?"

Mingrou stood up, "Caichun, let's go home!" ”

Cai Chun hesitated, Du Zhong leaned back in the chair and said coldly: "This is your home, where do you want to go back?" ”

"Pick spring and go out." Eucommia ordered.

Cai Chun looked at Mingrou, she didn't dare to disobey Du Zhong's order, so she went out anyway.

"Don't go out!" Mingrou was about to step through the door when Du Zhong got up and pulled her into his arms. Suddenly, the four eyes met, and the faint fragrance of her body came, and Du Zhong raised his chin and looked down at her.

Mingrou was stunned for a moment, then struggled, "Du Zhong, what are you doing, you are playing hooligan?" Let me go. She pushed Du Zhong, but Du Zhong was as steady as Mount Tai.

He used a little force to clamp her waist, his eyes were deep, "Don't move, the more you move, the more I won't let go." ”

Mingrou was quiet at this time, Du Zhong leaned close to her ear, and said softly: "Since I am married, I am a member of the Du family in this life." Poor or poor, you have to treat me well. ”

He let go of his hand, and Mingrou jumped away in fright. Du Zhong poured himself a cup of tea and drank it calmly.

Mingrou stomped her foot, and suddenly turned around, her shoulders rising and falling slightly.

Du Zhong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He walked around to Mingrou and saw that Mingrou had red circles under her eyes, and she stared at him angrily.

"You... What are you crying about? He was surprised, and he didn't say anything.

Mingrou pushed Du Zhong hard, "You just cried!" I didn't cry. You go away! ”

"Why are you crying if I'm not leaving?"

Mingrou turned to the side, and after a long time, she said in a hoarse voice, "In the Jiang Mansion in the past, I could eat whatever I wanted, and I could drink whatever I wanted, who dared to say half a word?" It's just that when I came to your house, I was treated like this, and I was not as good as the maid of my Jiang Mansion. ”

Mingrou looked back, "Anyway, I can't stand your family's life. ”

Du Zhong sighed, "Jiang Mingrou, you are seventeen years old, not ten." Don't be angry with children. ”

"Humph!"

"You're used to being arrogant in the Jiang family, but no one spoils you here."

In the kitchen with light smoke, Du Zhong quickly pinched the rouge rice cakes, and a pair of hands accustomed to holding a sword were not ambiguous at all. He took out the lotus leaf he had just picked from the clay pot and flattened it.

Mingrou, who was sitting on the small bench watching, opened her eyes wide, she nodded and said, "Du Zhong, you really can go to the dining room and go to prison." ”

"What prison?" Du Zhong looked at her suspiciously.

"It is rumored in the alley, Lord Du, that you go to the prison every day to interrogate prisoners."

"I am only in charge of trying cases, and I rarely go to prison." Eucommia puts the rice cake on the lotus leaf and pushes it into the cage to steam.

The small lotus leaf rice cake with the sweet fragrance of rice and the fragrance of lotus is out of the pot, and the tempting fragrance hooks people's taste buds.

Du Zhong put a piece of rice cake into a small plate and handed it to Ming Rou, "The taste may not be as good as what you have eaten, so you can just eat it." ”

"It smells good." Mingrou twisted a small piece and put it in her mouth, she chewed it gently, and said happily: "It's delicious!" He picked up two more pieces and put them in his mouth.

Du Zhong nodded and said, "It's not unpalatable." ”

"How did you do this? And it's delicious, even better than I've eaten before. Mingrou was eating rice cakes in her mouth, and her voice was slurred.

Du Zhong was cleaning up the things on the case, and he didn't raise his head, "I was sent to the mountains to learn martial arts from a master since I was a child, because I came late, I was the youngest, and I made the daily meals, so I learned a lot." ”

"I see." Sounds amazing.

Mingrou stared blankly at the side of his face, a lock of hair hanging down when she lowered her head, blocking his always unwavering eyes, and the corners of his lips seemed to be slightly raised.

Mingrou bit the rice cake, her mouth was sweet, and suddenly her heart was also sweet.

Does this sweetness flow?

It was night, and Du Zhong was still in the study with the case file in a daze. His heart was heavy, he had already handed over Jiang Zhou's case to the Criminal Department, but he had just received the case file that had been dismissed, and the person who came to deliver the message secretly signaled him not to interfere again. Is it really as Jiang Zhenyuan said, the Shangshu of the Criminal Department is deliberately partial? So, how is it good?

There was a knock on the door.

Du Zhong rubbed his eyebrows, Mingrou walked in with a bowl of soup, she put the soup in front of him, the strength was heavy, and a lot of porridge spilled out.

Mingrou blushed, "I didn't mean to, I haven't done this before." ”

"Nothing." Du Zhong said lightly, and took a cloth to dry.

"This is what my mother ordered me to bring, and she said that you like to drink mung bean soup."

Du Zhong raised his eyes and smiled, "For a while, the cases I received were particularly tricky, and I was anxious and angry, and the mung bean soup was defeated, so I often drank it." ”

Mingrou chuckled, "I thought Master Du could do anything." ”

She leaned over to look at the case file on the table, "What is this?" Jiangzhou tragedy? ”

After drinking the mung bean soup, Du Zhong pulled over a stool and asked Mingrou to sit down.

"Remember the last time you came to me, I told you I was going to Jiangzhou? I went to Jiangzhou to find out a case..." Du Zhong told Mingrou everything.

Mingrou stood up in shock, "You mean that the second prince is the mastermind behind the scenes?" He has... Rebellious? ”

Daddy and the prince had a very good relationship in private, and the prince occasionally came to the house, and she had met several times. This second prince is not familiar at all.

"Shh Du Zhong motioned for her to be quiet. "There is no clear evidence pointing to the second prince, I sent someone to find the head of the Song family, but he has not returned today. But Wang Tuo was derelict in his duties and could interrogate him, thus drawing out the people behind him. Now that the case has been dismissed, I'm trying to figure out what to do. ”

Mingrou thought about it, and she said slowly: "Why don't you tell the emperor directly, this is a state affair and a private royal matter." ”

Du Zhong's eyes flashed, "You said to tell the emperor directly?" ”

"Well, even if the emperor doesn't believe you, it can serve as a wake-up call." Mingrou said firmly.

In the candlelight, Du Zhong looked surprised, and directly told the emperor that if Long Yan was angry, he would definitely bear the brunt of it, but if he didn't gamble, how could he know the result?

Du Zhong's heart suddenly lightened.