This question made Lin Fei feel confused.

Master Xing on the other side was puzzled by Lin Fei's question.

"Lin Shaoqing," Master Xing looked at Lin Fei and said a fact that he had decided in his bones, "This matter has been turned over, won't we lose our lives?" ”

Lin Fei looked at Master Xing and frowned.

Master Xing tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Emperor Jing's position is not right, and the first emperor chosen by Emperor Jing is not right. The first emperor was not right, and now His Majesty is not righteous. Even if His Majesty is a saint now, Lin Shaoqing thought he would want this matter to be revealed? ”

The incident itself is a thing that cannot see the light, and all those who have to do with it will not see the light themselves.

"My mother has been avoiding the government all her life, even if she is assassinated by those cannibalistic relatives and embezzling family property, she does not dare to go to court, just because this matter is not visible." When Master Xing said this, he raised his eyes to look out the window, his eyes fell on the courtyard illuminated by the sun outside the window, and muttered, "Our existence is not visible in the government. ”

When the old things of sixty years ago are brought up again, they will die.

"Xing has not been in the Hou Mansion for a long time, but he also sees what Lin Shaoqing has done. I know that Lin Shaoqing, although you were born in Houmen, you are a good official who cares for ordinary people. When Master Xing said this, he sneered and said, "When the people encounter injustice and bullying, they can find a good official like Lin Shaoqing to administer justice, but we don't even have such rights." ”

"I don't have such rights, but at least I'm still alive." When Master Xing said this, he paused and laughed at himself, "If this matter is revealed, we will even have a luxury of living, and we don't want them to turn over the old things in Xianyang." ”

Therefore, although he is a regular person, he also wants to see it.

In this regard, Lin Fei only glanced at him and asked rhetorically: "Master Xing, have you never thought that hiding like you are now is the most unsafe?" ”

It is because the people do not know their existence, it is easiest to solve them, as long as the living are solved and become dead, the secret will always become a secret.

"This matter is very involved, that is, as you said, Your Majesty is not a saint, and he does not want this matter to be revealed. But if it's turned out by mistake, you can't do whatever you want. Speaking of this, Lin Fei lowered his eyes, remembering Lao Yuan, who was implicated for no reason and died in Xianyang, sighed, and said quietly, "No son of heaven can turn a blind eye in the face of such doubts, and he must prove himself." Then you will not be able to die. ”

It has to be said that different people have different opinions about the same thing.

Lin Fei is not a person who likes to hide in the shadows for a lifetime, and the coping method is different from that of Master Xing and others.

When Master Xing heard this, he was stunned for a moment, his expression was stunned, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he seemed to be thinking about what Lin Fei said.

I have to say that although Lin Fei's words were something he had never thought of before, it was not necessarily impossible.

Of course, this is the end of the story, and it is too late to say anything.

……

Lin Fei ate a spring cake for nearly half an hour, but Wen Mingtang was in no hurry to burn the pie crust.

It's not that Wen Mingtang deliberately grinds, it's actually Zhao Sishan's gourd chicken that has worked hard.

After boiling and adding ingredients first, after steaming, it is finally fried in the pot.

Zhao Sishan took out the soaked gourd chicken from the steamer, and then brushed a thin layer of batter on the steamed chicken. The batter is yellow, but it is not mixed into this color like Wen Mingtang with eggs, but with cornstarch and gardenia water brewed to achieve such a golden color.

For the same thing, different cooks have different techniques and habits.

Wen Mingtang took a leisurely pancake on the side, and on the other hand, he divided his mind to watch the last step of Zhao Sishan's cooking gourd chicken - frying.

The oil is vegetarian rapeseed oil, after being burned to eight mature, the chicken with a thin layer of batter will be put into the oil pot, and the chicken will be placed in the fence when frying, and it will be put into the oil pot with the fence, so that it is convenient to take out the chicken at any time and control the heat.

Looking at the oil surface that was still calm on the surface, and the oil surface with small oil bubbles at the bottom surged up like waves at the moment when it was put into the oil pot under the fence, the corners of Wen Mingtang's lips subconsciously curled, and with the churning in the oil pot, there was also a fragrance that belonged to the twist diffused.

Wen Mingtang didn't pay attention to Zhao Sishan's fried gourd chicken, but turned his attention to the utensils that Zhao Sishan had prepared for the gourd chicken.

This is a set of specially made teapot teacups, but it is not used to hold tea, but used to hold the chicken soup filtered out of the first boiling chicken, drink chicken soup before eating gourd chicken, it is also regarded as "original soup into original food", the empty banana leaf pottery plate next to the tea set that holds chicken soup is to be fried gourd chicken, and next to the banana leaf plate is the dipping sauce of pepper and salt ground into pieces.

Although it is just one dish, the pomp and circumstance of serving the food table is not inferior to Wen Mingtang's prepared a lot of vegetables and meat, and the large plate of spring dishes that are stacked like a fan is inferior.

Of course, looking at this elaborate pomp, you can know that this dish was made by Zhao Sishan in the palace, which is one of her specialties.

Looking at the spring plate and gourd chicken that stood almost in half on the food table, Wen Mingtang suddenly felt a little funny and wanted to laugh.

This is the case...... There are really two chefs in the same case to learn the taste of craftsmanship in it.

Fold the last baked cake in his hand into a fan-shaped shape and stack it in the spring plate, Wen Mingtang watched Zhao Sishan take out the fried gourd chicken and put it in the banana leaf plate, then got up and went to call Tangyuan and Ah Bing to have lunch.

The dumplings and Ah Bing also tossed out a round lantern while they were making lunch, glued two erected ears on the lantern, drew their mouths with a pen, and a rabbit lamp that looked unregular was ready.

Although it is not comparable to the lanterns sold on the street outside, because it is made by himself, Tangyuan really can't put it down, and he has been holding it in his hand, reluctant to put it down, until Wen Mingtang came over to call her to have dinner with A Bing, and then reluctantly put down the lantern in his hand.

When he came over, when he saw the spring plate and gourd chicken that were generally "evenly divided" in cooking, Ah Bing and Tangyuan were both stunned, and subconsciously looked up at Wen Mingtang and Zhao Sishan who were cooking, and saw that the two were leaning side by side on the stove with a smile, so they muttered: "I thought Master Wen and Zhao Sishan were going to quarrel when cooking!" ”

"Where?" Zhao Sishan took a sip of the green plum wine handed by Wen Mingtang, tasted the sweet and sour taste and the rich aroma of green plums, and snorted, "If the two cooks stay together, they will definitely earn a good cooking skill, then the imperial dining room in the palace will be a sieve early!" ”

The fact is that food is not a thing that is destined to earn a high price, but a thousand people, each with its own merits.

Well, the tastes of diners are also different, so her exquisite palace dishes and Ming Tang's constantly innovative and novel dishes happen to be able to prop up a restaurant.