The murder case of the Imperial Dining House gradually subsided after a few days of heated discussions, although a son died, but after all, he was a person who misbehaved arrogantly and arrogantly, and he must have caused a lot of resentment, everyone didn't dare to say it, but they were secretly happy in their hearts.

After the Imperial Dining Building was closed for a few days, it finally reopened for business, but the cupboard servant Zhu Fuguier did not fail to let it go, and without this signboard, the Imperial Dining Building returned to its half-dead state.

Fuguier was still a little anxious in the prison at first, after all, she didn't understand the laws of Daqi, and she didn't know whether the owner of the Yahuan crime was implicated, but after waiting for a few days, she found that no one was arraigned every day, and she was not in court, let alone tortured, so she let go of her heart.

Yesterday, the little girl Chun Xi'er came to visit, and learned that her good brother Liu Xin was going around to make some connections and was going to get out of the house, and the state government yamen had determined that the criminals were being arrested everywhere, so she was completely reassured, and she was idle in this prison, so she looked for an opportunity to chat with her fellow prisoners and jailers.

Fugui'er's fellow inmate was a rough man from a military background, a few days ago, he listened to music, drank a little too much, and had a dispute with someone, so he started beating someone, and the matter of not paying some silver taels was over, but the brother-in-law of the person who was beaten had an official position in the court, so he spent money to keep this guy in this prison for a few days.

The jailers all knew that this person was not guilty, and he was the same as Fuguier, who was not guilty enough to sentence, but he was a person who could not be released, so they simply locked the two together, and their attitude towards these two people was also tolerant enough, neither with locks nor beating, scolding, and punishment.

Fuguier chatted when he was idle, and there was really nothing to talk about, so Fuguier began to tell everyone about "Journey to the West" and various heroes written by Jin Yong.

Fugui'er spoke vividly and wonderfully, at first in the same cell, the inmates in the next cell gathered to listen, and later even the jailers on duty gathered outside the cell door to listen to Fuguier's lectures.

"Dr. Zhu, you drink saliva, by the way, this sour fruit will moisten your throat and then talk about it," Seeing that Fugui'er stopped, the jailers hurriedly brought tea and water to deliver the fruit.

"Oh, it's so sour, you can eat it, you get me a stove, a small pot and some sugar, and I'll cook you a delicious meal."

Fuguier chewed a hawthorn and immediately spit it out sourly.

These jailers all know that Fuguier is the cupboard of the Imperial Dining Building, although he has no money to spend on weekdays, but he always thinks in his heart, today Fuguier threatens to make a meal for everyone, which is something that cannot be sought, anyway, there is no big crime in this house, and I think the boss will not be blamed for this little thing.

Hurriedly brought the hot soldering iron to the earthen stove, and then found a small pot of brown sugar, Fuguier made a delicious meal in the cell, lit the hot pot, put the sugar into the pot and slowly boiled, when the time was ripe, pour the washed hawthorn into the pot and roll it twice, get out of the pot and remove it from the fire, and wait for the sugar water in the pot to cool down, and the sugar ball covered with hoarfrost was completed.

"Well, it's delicious, it's too delicious," "Hey, don't take that much, leave me two ......"

Eating Fugui'er's hanging frosted candy balls, the jailers only then knew what the cupboard of the Imperial Dining House was, and with this attempt, they couldn't keep their mouths shut at all.

changed a more secluded cell for Fuguier, and prepared a variety of kitchen utensils according to Fuguier's requirements, the jailers really tasted the master's craftsmanship, at this time many people were thinking in their hearts, this guy should go out later, as long as he stayed in the cell for a day, his brothers could eat a few more days of good food.

When Guo Fan Run came to visit the prison was already half a month later, he came in the night, approached the cell and smelled a smell of meat that made people drool from a distance, several jailers on duty gathered around the door of the cell, eating the cake happily, the cake was cut from the middle, and the pork stewed in the pot was sandwiched inside.

In this era, there was no art of inciting pigs, and pigs that had not been sterilized had a fishy smell that was difficult to eliminate, so the rich and noble people ate more mutton, and the poor reluctantly ate this pork.

But after Fugui'er's processing of pork, there is still a little fishy smell, and with the aroma of meat wafting out of the pot, there is also a rich aroma of sauce and wine.

"Little brother, can you give me a taste of that bread?" Fan Run stopped, pondered for a moment and said.

"Don't be old-fashioned, this is called meat sandwich bun......" The jailer who was eating meat sandwich buns in his mouth, heard that someone behind him wanted to eat bread, opened his mouth to mock, turned his head to look, but saw a middle-aged man in Confucian costume standing behind him.

This outfit, at this hour, walked through the state capital prison without the company of the next person, thinking that the identity of this person was not ordinary, several jailers took a look, and they saw the drawbacks, one by one they ate meat and buns in their hands, quietly hidden, and there were no more superfluous words.

"Okay," Fugui'er cooks in this prison, purely because he is bored and looking for something to do, without the intention of buying people's hearts, this meal is made for people to eat, and now this Confucian wants to eat it for him.

Use an iron hook to hook out a piece of softly stewed pork from the pot, put it on the cutting board and chop it, grab a freshly baked cake, divide it in half from the middle, put the minced meat in it, scoop a spoonful of broth and pour it on, and quickly make it and hand it to the Confucian Sheng.

This Confucian scholar is not a particular person, he took a heavy bite with the so-called meat bun in his hand, and after chewing it twice, his eyebrows immediately relaxed.

While eating the meat sandwich bun, he secretly thought in his heart, "The little junior sister has read countless people, and she never makes a mistake when she sees people, this meal is indeed incomparable, but it is said that it is the luck of Daqi, but I can't see it for a while." ”

swallowed the meat bun in his hand in a few bites, took the rag handed by Fuguier and wiped his hands, and Fan Run, the country, sat on the ground casually and talked to Fuguier.

Starting from the way of cooking, the next thing is the imagination, a meal of the north and the south, the rich and noble children do not have many friends, and they are bold and cheerful, although the harmless smile of people and animals looks a little silly, but once they talk, they find that this is an inexhaustible treasure.

The two chatted speculatively, and when Fan Run came out of the prison, the sky was already bright, and he chatted with a stupid boy from the countryside all night, and his level as a national teacher was too low.

The corners of Fan Run's mouth rose slightly, shook his head helplessly, got up and got into the carriage, and rushed towards the palace.

Entrusted by the junior sister, this person can't help but save it, but he has repeatedly probed Prince Xian's tone, this Prince Xian is stubborn, not that Prince Xian is stubborn, but because this person is afraid of guilt, and what he is afraid of is that Gao Feng's biological mother, Princess Lu, before he officially catches the real murderer, this Zhu Fugui may not be able to come out.

But the painting saint Zhang Zijing, the Gong Wei, these two people joined forces to invite the Yuhuang fairy of Yuhuang Palace down the mountain, and they may not be able to fight, if the military forbidden army is used, even if the layers of encirclement can not be caught, the casualties are immeasurable.

Fan Run entered the inner courtyard of the palace, before the king of Qi went down to the court, the little eunuch served tea to the national teacher, and then stood beside him without speaking, Fan Run closed his eyes, but secretly thought about how to exonerate Fuguier next.

"The national teacher has been waiting for a long time, there are many trivial matters in the court today, and it has been delayed for some time," King Qi stretched out his arms, and the big eunuch hurriedly approached to help him take off his court clothes and boots.

"The national teacher is here today for the Gao Feng case, can this case make progress now? The queen mother has been paying attention to this matter, so it is better to close the case early," King Qi sat down cross-legged and motioned to the eunuch to change tea for the national teacher.

"Back to King Qi, this case will not be closed for a while and a half, I have found out that this case is a joint crime committed by two people, one is the painting saint Zhang Zijing, and the other is the black ghost Gong Wei, these two people's martial arts are at the top level in our Daqi. It's the incompetence of his subordinates, that is, he invited the fairy Yuhuang to go down the mountain, and the two of us are not necessarily enemies, and the picture of purgatory that Zhang Zijing painted when he was in his prime really forced him to be anxious, and urged this painting in Kyoto City, and the casualties are incalculable? ”

"Oh, according to what you say, my Wang family will be gone after the heirs die, won't this make the world laugh at you," Listening to the words of the national teacher, King Qi was a little angry, and as he spoke, he put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table.

"The king of Qi is angry, if he wants to capture these two people, he must either invite masters in Qi or use the army to surround and hunt at all levels, but no matter which method is used, the battlefield must not be in the downtown area, so as not to hurt innocent ......"

"Well, just act according to what the national teacher says, I'm tired today, and I don't want to mention this matter again,"

"King Qi, there is still one matter for my subordinates, waiting for my king to decide," Fan Run saw that King Qi was going to refuse the guest, so he remembered today's business.

"Oh, let's hear it," King Qi wanted to get up, but after listening to the words of the national teacher, he sat down again.

"Gao Feng's case involves a person, Dr. Zhu Fuguier of the Imperial Dining Building, who said that it was one of his maidservants who had a dispute with the prince that day, and this case has nothing to do with this person, but he has been locked up in the state prison, although this person is a civilian from the countryside, because of his first-hand food, he is also a celebrity in Kyoto City, and he is detained without trial, and there are many arguments in the market......"

"Haha, Zhu Fugui, Zhu Fugui, it's this Zhu Fugui again, this name is all in the ears of the widow these days, there are ministers on the outside, and there is a harem intercession inside, who are you doing here, just a cabinet servant, how can you be so capable?"

"My king Mingjian, his subordinates have no official position, everything he does is my king, whether it is the ministers or the harem, his subordinates have never had any involvement, everything he does is for the Qi country, all for my king, my subordinates learned that there are many people who have interceded for Zhu Fugui recently, and they went to the state capital Yamen to visit the prison last night."

As he spoke, the national Fan Run had already knelt on the ground, and King Qi knew that this Fan Run was arrogant by nature, and he would not kneel down categorically if he didn't encounter a major event, it might really be that his words were too heavy.

"National teacher, please get up quickly, it doesn't hurt to say it directly, if I don't believe you, I won't be so ......"

"Yesterday, I learned that this Zhu Fugui's cooking method is very good, in Bianliang City, he does not say one, no one dares to say two, but this person is by no means only good at this, in farming, management, governance, all aspects have unique opinions, my king can send someone to check."

Although Fan Run was supported by the eunuch, he still spoke deeply at this point.

"Oh, it's a little interesting, Fan Qing, you go and arrange for this person to enter the palace, just say that after the three of them, the widow wants to try the cooking method of the Zhu cupboarder, but the widow wants to see the young cupboarder who is protected by this person......

"My king is wise, my subordinates will do it," Fan Run said, taking a deep look but not getting up and looking up, only waiting for King Qi to put on his shoes and slowly leave, then he got up and straightened his clothes and went out of the imperial study.