Chapter 147 Tea Egg (3)
"Master Du only said that he looks dignified, but as for whether he is really dignified..." Wei Fu rubbed his chin and said, "People's hearts are so close to each other, I'm afraid no one will know."
If Mrs. Jin is really dignified, King Yu used means to force Mrs. Jin. In any case, Mrs. Jin is an official wife, not something that King Yu can touch at will. In this regard, King Yu wanted to hide it, and it was not surprising that he ran out by himself.
If Mrs. Jin is not really dignified, and the two of them are having a good time behind Mrs. Jin's back, then they have to hide it tightly. Once it is leaked, both of them will be in trouble.
No matter what, if the person related to King Yu is Mrs. Jin, it seems that what King Yu did can make sense. That Elder Du looked as if he closed his eyes and didn't want to be a director, but it was obvious that after so many years of experience, even with his eyes closed, he had a guess about this matter in his heart.
Of course, no matter how reasonable the guess is, it cannot be regarded as evidence. It is hard to say whether it is Mrs. Jin.
However, even if it is not Mrs. Jin right now, some people want to assume that Mrs. Jin is the one who is romantic and happy with King Yu.
"Although to King Yu and others, Mr. Jin is a bit soft-spoken regardless of his official rank or status, so you don't need to pay too much attention to it, but the current status of Mr. Jin is extraordinary." Wei Fu said.
Compared to Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu, two young men with outstanding case-handling ability, Wei Fu's case-handling ability seems to be slightly inferior. But Dali Temple has a lot of ministers, and others stop and go, but he can stay, and he has his own unique place. Wei Fu has always been able to detect in time the impact of the changing situation between North Korea and China on the case.
"Mr. Jin came to Beijing to verify the account books of the Ministry of Accounts. There are many officials involved in an account book. If King Yu is rumored to have rumors with Mrs. Jin at this time, it must be a big deal." Wei Fu Said, "I have never noticed what kind of person this Mr. Jin is before, but I think that Mr. Jin is just and unbiased in such matters. If King Yu or people related to King Yu are involved, I will not be safe." It will be biased.”
Lin Fei nodded and said, "Whether it is a political enemy or an enemy, he will definitely take this opportunity to find ways to prove that Mrs. Jin is someone who has an affair with King Yu."
"Pingxi County King took the Xiaojun King back and stayed behind closed doors. Obviously, he didn't have the time to spread the word. But right now, even the neighbors on the street can talk about it unscrupulously. Obviously, someone has made a move and doesn't want to suppress this matter. It's gone." Wei Fu said, looking at the people who were still sitting on the street chatting about this matter, he couldn't help shaking his head, "Whether Madam Jin is or not, I'm afraid it's hard to argue!"
Lin Fei glanced at Wen Mingtang who lowered his head and kicked the stone under his feet: "Master Jin's knife is useful, but if Mrs. Jin has nothing to do with King Yu, it would not be good for an innocent person to be accused by everyone and have a bad reputation." .”
Wen Mingtang, who was carelessly kicking the stones under his feet, raised his head when he heard this, looked at Lin Fei, and said, "Don't worry Lin Shaoqing, I'm just here to take a look, and I won't implicate innocent people."
As she spoke, before the two could speak again, the girl waved her hand at them and said, "I'm going to buy some ingredients first, and I'll go back to Dali Temple for dinner later."
After finishing speaking, he turned and left.
Watching the girl's back away, Wei Fu said: "Master Wen is actually not bad! Seeing how she takes care of A Bing and Tangyuan on weekdays, she seems to be kind."
Since he has a kind heart, he will not frame Mrs. Jin for no reason to use Mr. Jin's knife to deal with King Yu.
"I know." Lin Fei nodded, paused, and said, "She is very smart, but she entered the court early at a young age. With the experience of cannibalism in the palace, she has long been used to being sensitive to everything that might hurt anyone. She has the desire to fight back in her own life, and King Yu's attack has aroused her vigilance and counterattack."
"Don't persuade others to be kind before others are suffering. I'm not saying that she is wrong, but that King Yu would not let her go beyond the law and do these things in private." Lin Fei said, "King Yu committed a crime, Finding out his fault and bringing him to justice is what Dali Temple should do, not her."
Wei Fu nodded clearly, looked at Lin Fei with a calm expression, paused for a moment, and said, "Master Wen is a smart person, she should understand Lin Shaoqing's painstaking efforts."
"If you don't understand, you won't go back to make evening food." Lin Fei said, turned his head to look deep into the alley, and said, "Find out who is in the private meeting of King Tongyu."
Wei Fu answered "Yes".
Lin Fei stroked the file rolled up in his hand, stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows, and said suddenly: "I always feel that these things are inseparably related to the death of that scholar named Sudan Sheng a few years ago."
The envoys of Goguryeo, the life and death of the sultan, and the private meeting of King Yu's colleagues all seem to be related in some way.
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Wen Mingtang finally listened to Lin Fei's words, bought some ingredients and returned to Dali Temple.
The pot of tea eggs was already boiled very tasty, and the two of them still didn't forget Wen Mingtang's confession, and cracked the shell of the egg to make the egg more delicious. It's just that I couldn't hold back one thing: the cook stole it!
Looking at the sauce that was not wiped off the corners of their mouths, Wen Mingtang smiled and shook his head, and delivered the tea eggs to everyone. At this time, Lin Fei and others who were not in Dali Temple also placed on the table of several people, using Oil paper bag wrapped up.
Ji Caimai had already tasted the tea eggs with A Bing and Tangyuan, and asked Wen Mingtang how many to put in a porcelain bowl, and specially sent them to Zhao Mengzhuo who was in the yamen today.
Looking at the bowl of tea eggs in front of him and smelling the unique and attractive fragrance, Zhao Mengzhuo thought of the fragrance from the public kitchen that he could smell every day in the yamen and the snack egg rolls he ate last time , almost subconsciously, stretched out his hand towards the tea egg.
The tea egg in his hand was still hot, but the tempting fragrance made him suppress the slight heat from his fingertips, and quickly peeled the tea egg.
After simmering on a low fire for several hours, the sauce with all kinds of spices and tea fragrance has already soaked into the egg through the cracked shell surface, and the white egg body is stained with a layer of deep or light burnt brown. The egg noodles are also printed on the cracked surface of the shell, as if a special imprint has been placed on each tea egg, which has a unique beauty of delicacy.
The peeled tea egg was still covered with white mist, but Zhao Mengzhuo couldn't help it, and opened his mouth to bite down.
The unique tenderness of boiled eggs is soaked in a unique sauce, and the aroma of tea fills the lips and teeth. Bite open the egg white, and inside is the porcelain egg yolk. For all boiled eggs, the egg yolk is fragrant but choking. Although this tea egg is also a boiled egg, because the egg white is cracked and blended into the sauce of the egg yolk, the feeling of choking has faded a lot, and it is replaced by the thick and unique taste of tea sauce.
"This tea-flavored miso soup is good!" Zhao Mengzhuo put a tea egg into his stomach, and he was still full of appetite. He waved his big hand and said, "Take these back and taste them with my wife and children!"
This is what I was waiting for! Ji Caimai coughed lightly and reminded Zhao Mengzhuo: "Master Zhao, the internal affairs office has been delaying the take-out for a long time with the procrastination formula!"
(end of this chapter)