Early the next morning, Lian Yu was stunned by a bunch of people standing at the door of the house.

Shang Deyi sent someone to pick up Yu Qian and Lu Chi, but he picked up all the people in Xing Fei's inn.

From the three young men who receive guests, one person who is in charge of the shop, and three people who do chores. Including the two people in the kitchen, there are nine people in total.

That's not all, there are a few people from Peicheng who came with them just to eat the dishes made by Lian Yu.

Since Lian Yu was taken away from Peicheng by the people of the Imperial City, those who had eaten the food cooked by Lian Yu did not know the taste of the day and the sun and could not sleep.

Yu Qian and Lu Chi had learned some simple ones, but they couldn't satisfy the appetites of those people.

If you haven't tasted it before, you will naturally think that what Yuqian and the two of them make is a delicious delicacy in the world.

So when he learned that Lian Yu had settled in Jojo, Kyoto, and sent someone to pick up the two apprentices of Yuqian and Lu Chi, the inn packed up and followed.

Wealthy families also followed in their own carriages.

"Even Miss Gardenia, there are still some people outside the house. The night house doesn't let so many people in, so we still have to ask for it to come in and see you. ”

The shopkeeper's surname Ji almost wiped his tears when he saw Lian Yu.

After saying this, the next step is to ask him about the status of his owner.

"Miss Lian Yu, I don't know these days, can you see my owner?"

Speaking of Xing Fei, Lian Yi remembered in hindsight that since he moved to Yefu, he really hadn't seen Xing Fei again.

Xing Fei shook his fan and said what he was talking about in front of his bed? Said that his father was locked up in the prison of the Imperial City Arrest Division, waiting for help?!

It's over, she forgot about it.

So, Lian Yi first asked the housekeeper of the night mansion how to place these people, and assured the shopkeeper Ji that Xing Fei would be brought intact.

The housekeeper of the night house went to consult the eldest lady Shang Deyi, but the eldest lady refused to see anyone who asked to see her on the grounds that she was unwell.

There was no way, Lian Yi could only take them out of the house and find a place to rent a house.

I was thinking of finding a house and temporarily relocating the people of Shopkeeper Ji. But I didn't expect it, and I took a fancy to a spacious school.

According to the intermediary, this school has been abandoned for a long time, and if you spend money to buy it, it can be cheaper.

Lian Yu thought about the development of the road of cooking in the future, and it seemed that opening a school was indispensable.

So I happily spent 120 gold and bought it.

The environment in the academy is good, there are rockeries and flowing water. There are more than ten houses and two abandoned vegetable fields.

"Shopkeeper Ji, you guys stay here for a while. I'm going to look for Xing Fei to reassure you. ”

After Lian Yu finished speaking, he covered his heart and coughed twice.

When Lu Chi saw it, he immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Little master, what's wrong with you? But sick? ”

Lian Yu waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

But when Lu Chi and Yu Qian saw her pale, they still didn't worry about her going alone, and they had to follow her alive or dead.

Lian Yu had no choice but to agree.

Walking on the street, followed by two adult men, I suddenly felt that I was not so stylish.

Before he reached the Imperial City, he chased after him.

blame Lian Yu, why didn't you take him with you when you went out. Anyway, he is nominally also Lian Yu's guard.

"The wound hasn't healed yet, the assassin hasn't been caught yet, why are you so bold?" When Yoyo said this, his eyes were inquiring.

There is a kind of courage, which is called the fearlessness of the ignorant. There is also a kind of bravery, called strength crushing, without fear.

When the two apprentices, Lu Chi and Yu Qian, heard that Lian Yu was not sick, but was injured by the assassin, and their faces were whiter than Lian Yu's.

How to be a cook, is your life in danger?

Yu Qian was frightened, and vigilantly glanced at the leisurely food with a noble temperament. I always feel that this guy is here to grab the position.

Lian Yu took the three of them to the Imperial City Division, and after identifying himself with the guards at the door, he waited for someone to go in and report.

Night Smoke is in the Imperial City today, and it won't take long for people to let them in.

Lian Yu found Yeyan's room and showed that he had come to see Xing Fei. I don't know what crime he and his father have committed, but can you let people go for the sake of her face.

Lian Yu felt that he was also a person who had experienced life and death with Yeyan. That day and night, the cigarette sent her a finger wrench, and made a year-old friend with her, this little face is still there.

Unexpectedly, Yeyan turned his face and didn't recognize people.

"I'm in a good mood and can joke with you. You can't take it seriously! Little girl, you are still young, learn slowly. ”

Night smoke beckoned, and someone directed them to visit Xing Fei in the prison.

But it is impossible to release people.

Lian Yu walked in the dark corridor of the prison, and his little fists creaked.

"Nightsmoke, bastard, kidding me! Scold! Who's serious? I didn't take it seriously! Amusing! ”

Youyu, who was walking behind, was amused by her childish appearance of asking and answering herself, and held back a smile along the way.

At the end of the day, fourteen years old is still a child.

Youyu Fang was also muttering in his heart, Lian Yu should have a deeply hidden master by his side.

Otherwise, it is impossible to escape from danger every time with Lian Yu.

It would be even more impossible to say that she had such a high internal force at such a young age.

All the way to the cell where Xing Fei was held, Lian Yu held the railing in his hand, unable to believe it.

The unkempt, barefoot, and muddy person inside who was rubbing the mud on his chest was Xing Fei?

I'm afraid not, Jigong!

"Xing Fei?!"

The hand rubbing the mud paused, and raised his head.

When he saw that the person at the door of the cell was Lian Yu, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over.

"Woooooooooo......oo Lian Yu, you're finally here. You don't know how horrible it is here, get me out......"

Xing Fei said, pointing his finger to the corner. There was a pile of straw there, and there was the sound of rats fighting.

Lian Yu was smoked by the smelly smell on Xing Fei's body, and took two steps back.

"Xing Fei, why did you become like this?"

In the corridor on the other side of the prison, a scream came from it.

The sound pierced the eardrum and rushed to the scalp.

Xing Fei covered his ears, but his words were said to Lian Yu: "Listen, listen!" Day and night of howling, miserable torture...... If I stay any longer, I'm going to go crazy! ”

"I haven't slept for days and nights, and I can't do it anymore...... Help me......"

Xing Fei sat down with his back against the railing of his cell, pulling his hair like a madman.

Lian Yu listened to the sound in the corridor, and there seemed to be the sound of the hot meat with a zilala iron.

This place is indeed not for people.

However, she said that it doesn't count.

"Xing Fei, what did your father do? Why is the Imperial City Detective Division detaining you? ”

That's the key.

Facing Lian Yi's inquiry, Xing Fei stood up like a corpse again, and his two hands tightly held the railing.

"Lian Yu, by the way, save my father! He's been dragged to the torture chamber, and I heard him screaming last night! ”

Then he said to himself, "My father, he didn't do anything." What should I do, I don't have proof......"

Lian Yi's intuition told her that what Xing Fei's father committed might have something to do with the poisoning of Emperor Nanjin.

And the poisoning of Emperor Nanjin was the ghost of the historian Shang Zhi. Shang Zhi is the father-in-law of Night Smoke again......

There must be someone to be cannon fodder.