Judging from the fact that Concubine Jing is in charge of the phoenix seal on behalf of the queen, Concubine Jing is obviously a lord who has been oppressed for many years and can't wait to establish her prestige once she turns over.

In this way, it is really difficult for the internal affairs yamen to interfere.

Liu Yuantong and Bai Zhu sighed, hurriedly greeted a few people, and came out of the kitchen.

After Wen Mingtang and the others checked the accounts and signed, Ji Cai got up and said, "Originally, I wanted to check the accounts at the end of the year after a while, but after I came back from the internal affairs yamen, I thought about it, Concubine Jing's intervention, I am afraid that there will be twists and turns in this matter of disbursing money." It is to settle the accounts with you earlier and settle the accounts in advance, so as to ensure that the three of you can have a good year. ”

Although he left the palace early and never met Concubine Jing, Concubine Jing's posture of encompassing the whole palace, I don't know why, always gives people a feeling that they will be in trouble.

Wen Mingtang has such feelings, and Ji Caimai naturally has such a lifelong dealing, so he is afraid that something will happen, so he will settle the account early.

Of course, what kind of person Concubine Jing is has to inquire to know.

"I'm afraid that Liang Nu will not be able to explain this kind of thing, but she will only be able to see Zhao Sishan!" Wen Mingtang thought for a while and said, "When I am young, the palace can be open to visiting relatives, and when the time comes, I will ...... Eh, it looks like it's a little new year in a few days! ”

It's really a day by day, and before you know it, it's a small year. Wen Mingtang was stunned, and looked at her at Shangzheng, and the people who were waiting for her to follow, suddenly laughed: "The days of the public chef are comfortable, and the work will pass in the blink of an eye, but it is not like the palace, but I will not forget that Xiao Nian is approaching." ”

There was some indescribable emotion and touch in the laughter.

Some of the festivals of Da Rong are similar to those of modern times, and there are seven days before the first day of the new year, which is called the small year, and after the small year is the small Chinese New Year's Eve and Chinese New Year's Eve, and then the first day of the first month, so that until the fifteenth day of the first month belongs to the category of the New Year, and the officials of the various departments of Daei will also usher in the longest holiday of the year.

Of course, there are some jobs that are the busiest when people are on vacation, and this is the case with cooks. Although Wen Mingtang is not a cook in the palace, he has almost no rest except for cleaning and doing chores on the day of the festival.

Compared with the days in the palace, the days of the chef of Dali Temple are really pleasant, and she is also very satisfied, working hard for a house of her own, and there are goals and hopes for the days.

Ji Caimai in the room saw Wen Mingtang's expression of emotion on his face, and did not speak, until he saw that she had regained her senses, he bowed his mouth at her, pointed in the direction of the imperial city, and said, "So...... Your Xiu Mu and I will be transferred to the day of the New Year, you go to see Zhao Sishan and ask her about her recent situation, and by the way, you can also ask a word or two about Concubine Jing's wrist. ”

If I remember correctly, when Master Wen came to Dali Temple, he said that Zhao Sishan would leave the palace next year. When she said this, she first came at the beginning of the year, and now it is the end of the year, and it is almost time for Zhao Sishan to leave the palace.

Wen Mingtang nodded in response.

For the next few days, nothing happened in Dali Temple. For those who do chores and cooks, it is a good thing that nothing has happened, and life is peaceful and smooth.

However, this is not the case for the officials of Dali Temple. Nothing has happened means that everything has come to a standstill and no progress has been made.

It has been several days since the day Feng Tong's body was found, and although the meat stall in the market did not fail to sell a single piece of meat, compared to the bustle of previous years when the New Year was approaching, business was obviously much quieter. Because the meat is backlogged and can't be sold, it stinks so much that there are several disputes and scolding in the market, obviously this eucalyptus can't be sold for a day, and rumors are still flying in the market.

In addition to having more tricks on top of the dishes, so as to appease Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu and others who were in trouble, Wen Mingtang and others couldn't do anything else.

On the day of the New Year, Wen Mingtang, who was in bed, did not eat morning food in the public kitchen, but went out on an empty stomach, and after preparing to eat the morning meal, he went to wait in front of Tongming Gate to see if he could see Zhao Sishan today.

Thinking about the last time I saw Zhao Sishan or the day I left the palace, she was carrying a rice ball that had been cold in her pocket. At that time, it was good to have a cold rice ball, and the palace was not as good as the outside, as long as you wanted to eat, you could eat hot food at any time.

Compared with the unfamiliarity with the restaurants in the city when he left the palace at the beginning of the year, after nearly a year of exploration, although there are not many times when he left Dali Temple, Wen Mingtang still knows where to buy delicious morning food.

Although he was in bed, for Wen Mingtang, who always got up before dawn to make morning food, he was in bed, and it was not too late to go out to eat morning food.

There is a shop in the east of the city that sells steamed buns is very famous, the cured meat and steamed buns are fragrant, crispy, and soft, and the mouth is full of oil without adding soup. Its meat is thin and does not leave residue, fat is not greasy, the taste is quite beautiful, and it is very famous in Chang'an City.

Of course, there are disadvantages to the taste and beauty. Wen Mingtang looked at the long queue under the banner with the word "bun" written on the top of the steamed bun shop, and resigned himself to the last place.

Everyone likes delicious things, so naturally they have to queue up.

But fortunately, the queue is quite fast, and the master and his fellow who make meat sandwich buns have already been trained by this long team to have a pair of fast hands, and it will be Wen Mingtang's turn to take about a cup of tea.

Smelling the smell of meat that went straight into his nose, Glancing back at the long queue behind him that had been lined up again for a while, Wen Mingtang thought about it, made a "slap" gesture, and said, "I want five, wrap it up and take it away!" It's good to go back and have a few with Zhao Sishan.

The food in the palace is fine, and it seems that this kind of folk food full of fireworks is a rare thing in the palace.

With a large bag full of bacon and meat sandwich buns, he walked towards Tongming Gate, and when he walked to Tongming Gate, there were already many people waiting there to call his name.

After Wen Mingtang wrote his name on the booklet, he glanced at the names of more than a dozen people on it, estimated that there was still time to spare, and his stomach was singing "Empty City Plan" again, so he walked to the end of the line and waited, while taking out a bacon meat bun from the big bag of oiled paper, and before he could take a bite of it, the team began to spontaneously avoid the palace wall.

Wen Mingtang retreated towards the palace wall with the team, and instinctively followed everyone's gaze to look forward, and I don't know who interrupted her action.

As far as the eye can see, a group of people came out of the Tongming Gate.

There was a little red in the green bushes, and Lin Fei, who was wearing a scarlet official robe in the middle, came out of the Tongming Gate with a few green-robed officials.

This scene is all too familiar: I vaguely remember that when she lined up to leave the palace at the beginning of the year, she was also interrupted by this scene with the cold rice balls hidden in her hand.

The difference is that she was in the palace at that time, and when she was about to go out, Lin Fei walked in from outside the Tongming Gate; And right now, she was outside the palace, and when she was about to go in, Lin Fei walked out of the Tongming Gate.

Afterwards...... Wen Mingtang thought about it for a while, and said in his heart: I should go my own way and do my own thing.

Can...... Looking at Lin Fei, who walked straight in front of him, Wen Mingtang, who was holding a steamed bun with bacon and meat in his hand, looked at him blankly, and said in his heart: How is this situation different from the beginning of the year?