"See it with your own eyes?"

Zhao Qingyan's eyes were scrutinized, and Liu Rong felt a little weak in her heart, then straightened up and nodded firmly.

Liu Rong's demeanor didn't seem to be fake, but Zhao Qingyan always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't find the source for a while, so he had to wave his hand to let Liu Rong go down first.

"Lixia, how much do you think this old woman can believe?"

Zhao Qingyan poured a cup of tea and asked lightly.

"Slaves don't dare to jump to conclusions." Lixia bowed his head slightly respectfully.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyan no longer asked, but drank the tea in his hand: "Didn't you tell you to bring Xiaozhu?" What about people. ”

"Already waiting outside."

Lixia asked Xiaozhu to be brought in, and Zhao Qingyan waved his hand to let the others go down.

"Xiaozhu, let me ask you, where were you yesterday?"

"Miss Hui, the slave maid is looking for the lost bracelet in the vegetable garden behind the village, which is the slave maid's favorite thing before her death."

Xiaozhu looked very nervous, but there was no weakness on his face.

"Miss, I also know at this time that the two of us were fighting in the garden that day, and we lost our bracelets without checking for a while. I also went to help Xiaozhu find it afterwards, but the strange thing is that no matter how much I look for it, the lost bracelet just can't be found. ”

Lixia and Xiaozhu have a good personal relationship, and hurriedly help Xiaozhu testify.

In fact, Zhao Qingyan has been observing her actions since she saw Xiaozhu, and it really doesn't seem to be empty-hearted, and the doubts in her heart have disappeared a little.

Lixia had no reason to deceive her.

Don't......

"Miss, how do you know that Xiaozhu has been to the vegetable garden?" Lixia's words woke up Zhao Qingyan.

Yes, if a person doesn't go to the vegetable garden often, how did she know that Xiaozhu also often goes to the vegetable garden? That old woman, is she a thief shouting to catch a thief?

"Do you remember that there was an old woman in Zhuangzi named Liu Rong? She told me, and it seems that this matter must have something to do with her, but we don't have any evidence at the moment, so we can't slander people casually. In this way, Xiaozhu, you go back first, and I will find someone to help you find the bracelet matter. Since you've been to the vegetable garden so many times, this bracelet must be important to you, right? Don't worry, I'll find this bracelet for you, so go back first. ”

Xiaozhu nodded and walked away with small steps.

"I'm also wondering, how can it be so coincidental that the vegetable field was destroyed, and then someone came to correct Xiaozhu for sneaking around in the vegetable garden. That old woman Liu Rong, do you remember her details? ”

"Her bottom is clean, and the people in the Zhuangzi have investigated it. It's just that this Liu Rong really has to be careful with her. ”

"Definitely. In this way, you will keep an eye on this woman Liu Rong for me in the past few days, there is a problem in the vegetable field, I need to find someone to take care of it again, I may not notice her, you don't have to do the rest of the work in the past few days, and distribute it to other maidservants, and you keep an eye on her. ”

"Yes, the slave will always keep an eye on it."

"Okay, I'm relieved to hand it over to you, as long as you see any unusual behavior from her, report the situation to me in time." After communicating with Lixia like this, Zhao Qingyan had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he really didn't understand what the purpose of how to do it, and he was rushing at her

Coming? Not like that.

But in this way, Zhao Qingyan became clear.

Counting the hour, Zhao Qingyan estimated that Wen Qiao should have returned to the Hou Mansion.

Wen Qiao didn't come to Zhuangzi these days, Zhao Qingyan was happy, as long as the Wen Mansion didn't cut off the supply during this time, the people in the Zhuangzi returned to the Hou Mansion, Wen Qiao was still thinking about the Poria cake from Zhao Qingyan's hand, and the lid was fragrant, but he didn't rush to eat, but shouted outside: "Come on!" ”

The guards outside the door immediately poured in,

"Don't let the Poria cake in the box cool, take it to Madame to taste."

The guards didn't dare to slack off, and carefully sent the Poria cake to Mrs. Cheng's courtyard, and Mrs. Cheng's maid hurriedly took it and brought it to Mrs. Cheng as if offering a treasure: "Madam, this is specially ordered by His Royal Highness the Prince to send it, you can taste it!" ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Cheng suddenly had a smile on her face, waved away the maid beside her who pinched her shoulders and beat her legs, twisted a piece and put it in her mouth, and the sweetness that melted in her mouth made Mrs. Cheng's eyes light up.

"What, does it melt in your mouth and refresh people's hearts?"

Wen Qiao appeared in the courtyard at some point: "My son asked my mother to say goodbye." ”

"You have a heart, this Poria cake is really delicious."

Mrs. Cheng couldn't help but put her hand into the food box again, tasted it again, and covered it with her sleeve.

After only three things, Mrs. Cheng had no choice but to put down the pastry.

"My son, which cook in the city made this poria cake? The taste is definitely the best in the city. Poria cocos cakes are a little sweet and greasy, and if you eat too much, you will be a little nauseated, and these Poria cocos cakes don't know what method is used to make them so clear, sweet but not greasy. ”

Wen Qiao felt that his goal was halfway achieved, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Mother likes it." ”

"Which cook is this, I will definitely hire him into my house to make this poria cake for me."

Wen Qiao was a little hesitant at this time, how could he not know that his mother didn't like Zhao Qingyan, and if he told his mother truthfully, he was afraid that he would be angry again.

Seeing his mother's insistence, Wen Qiao was helpless: "I found it in Zhuangzi." ”

"How come I don't know where Zhuangzi raises people like this?" Mrs. Cheng didn't understand, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Madam, it's Zhao Qingyan."

The personal maid on the side hurriedly reminded that it was Zhao Qingyan instead of the princess.

Zhao Qingyan's three words seemed to be a tumor, and Mrs. Cheng's face suddenly changed when she heard these three words, and she raised her hand and swept everything down angrily.

The maidservant outside the house heard the sound of the dishes breaking in the house and wanted to go into the house to clean up, but before she could enter the house, she was drunk out by the lady

The people almost never saw the lady so angry, and they all stood outside the door and did not dare to look around, and lowered their heads one by one, for fear that this anger would be transferred to them accidentally.

When Mrs. thought that she had eaten several bites of this Poria cake just now, she almost fainted, and said to Wen Qiao very angrily: "This kind of work that only cooks do, the wife of her dignified prince of the Hou Mansion, actually did such a bad job for herself, and she was just bad for herself, and spread it out to tell others what they would think!" Our son actually married a cook, isn't he waiting for others to see the jokes of our Hou Mansion? ”

is probably disgusted with Zhao Qingyan to the extreme, and the words spoken by the lady are also bitter and ugly for several degrees.

"Since it was specially made for me, it must have been some bad idea to please me."

"Mother."

Wen Qiao frowned, although he didn't have much contact with Zhao Qingyan, he could also see that she was not the kind of woman who loved vanity, otherwise she could have negotiated terms with him with her cooking skills.

"Besides, this Zhao Qingyan is the wife of my Ming Media who is marrying in, and now I have compromised you to let her live in the Zhuangzi outside. The daughter-in-law of the Hou Mansion did not agree with her mother-in-law and was forced to live outside, so I'm afraid it won't sound good to spread such words. Wen Qiao's words happened to hit Madame's heart, and what Madame valued most was not only her own son Wen Qiao, but also the reputation of the Hou Mansion outside.