Dayong Nu sentenced to death

"Pfft!"

Su Rao couldn't help laughing out loud, she didn't see that Shizi still had the talent to tell bad jokes, seeing Qi Chi's angry but trying to bear it, isn't it just Du Jie?

The boring journey was spent in the quarrel between the two.

The carriage stopped in the alley outside Qinglong Street. Several people got out of the car and walked in. The group of them were well dressed, and the combination of handsome men and beautiful women was very eye-catching at all times, causing pedestrians to stop one after another.

"I didn't expect the city to be deserted, but Qinglong Street is still lively."

Bamboo Banquet happily looked around, the streets are lined with stalls, the street stalls are orderly, the steamer on the stove is white mist, and the fish soup boiled to milky white is fragrant...

"Soup dumplings, mushroom and crucian carp soup, glutinous rice, roasted white..."

With fluid in his mouth, Zhu Yan greedily swallowed his saliva, and looked at the two masters beside him, of course, mainly at Su Rao.

He has now grasped the key points.

As long as the girl likes it, their ancestors will generally not object.

"Girl, what do you want to eat?"

Su Rao raised her eyes and saw an extremely long street with no end in sight. She was really uncertain for a while, so she said to Yan Yun, "What do you want to eat, my lord? I'm the host, so you're welcome."

I thought that Shizi would not answer, but he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said softly: "Sweet soup."

He didn't eat the sweet soup she bought last time.

Now I want to taste it again.

"Sweet Soup..."

Su Rao's eyes searched everywhere, and finally settled on a sugar water shop, "Over there!"

She raised her finger and walked away.

Others followed suit.

Seeing this, the people crowding on this long street avoided one after another, allowing them to enter the shop unimpeded all the way.

"Why do I look familiar to these two? I seem to have seen them somewhere!"

"Me too."

The people around looked at the backs of the few people who walked into the Tangshui shop, talking in low voices, one of them stared blankly for a long time, and suddenly slapped his forehead, "I remembered, isn't this the new imperial envoy? "

"When the thief from the He family was executed, he was on Queyang Street."

When he said this, others echoed, "That's right, I remembered that too, and that girl was the one who interrogated and dealt with criminals."

"On the way to Queyang Street, they were riding horses and surrounded by a bunch of people. No wonder they didn't recognize them for a while."

"Why did the imperial envoy come here?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see them walk into the Tangshui shop? Of course they went to eat!"

"Old man Tang is so lucky, to be able to personally serve a big man from Shengjing in his lifetime!"

A stall owner said enviously.

The others rolled their eyes and couldn't help pouring cold water on him, "Who knows if it's luck or bad luck, these pampered young masters and young ladies have never eaten delicacies from mountains and seas, how can they value the things we make?"

"Don't get angry, just put people in jail."

The face of the stall owner who spoke earlier changed, and he whispered: "Impossible? I see that they are very kind, and they are different from those corrupt officials."

"Look? What can you tell by just looking? Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing the heart, we ordinary people can't afford to take care of this kind of ancestors. If you can hide, it's better to hide, don't make a fuss if you don't get the benefits."

"Having said so much, I think you are just jealous."

One of them laughed, "If you really want to hide so much, when the envoy walked by just now, how could you smile like a chrysanthemum?"

"you……"

"What about you, you are all poor people who live in one place, not to mention helping each other, why do you look down on others so much! You are full of bullshit, if the envoy really wants to do what you say, you still have to investigate the old Old case?"

These plain-haired crooks rooted in the old streets and alleys are not all easy to be fooled masters, there are many shrewd people, and they refuted.

The man was choked to embarrassment. Facing the strange sights from all around, he managed to gather his composure and snorted, "Isn't it normal to kill two people first to gain prestige?"

"The more than 200 corpses in the prostitution hall, dug out from the ground, cleaned up, sorted out their identities, and then went through portraits and tracing, which one would have to go through a lot of hardships?"

"The officials involved in the case, from the third-rank supervisor to the ninth-rank sesame official, country gentry, dignitaries, celebrities and wealthy businessmen, which one is easy to provoke? If they are really crooked, I'm afraid they won't care if they die under their noses. Are you trying to find trouble for yourself?"

"You need to be smarter, this kind of thankless case that offends people everywhere, if you don't really feel pity for the people and have compassion in your heart, you will definitely stay away from it."

After the man cursed like a cannonball, he glanced at the man with disdain, and then looked at the Tangshui shop with gratitude...

The news that the imperial envoy came to Qinglong Street spread like wildfire, and more and more people gathered here, chatting in twos and threes.

However, the cotton curtain hung outside the Tangshui shop cut off all the noise.

Yan Yun and the others sat down respectively. The owner of the shop was an old man in his seventies with wrinkled face and trembling walking, but he was very energetic.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Just sweet soup, son, what flavor do you want?"

Su Rao asked Yan Yun, Yan Yun glanced at the wooden signs hanging on the wall, "Osmanthus fragrans."

"Okay, two bowls of sweet-scented osmanthus soup."

After Su Rao finished speaking, she looked at Zhu Yan and the others, "Let them order the rest..."

"Yeah."

Zhu Yan happily waved to the old man, "In addition to the sweet soup, I see that you also have brown sugar glutinous rice cakes and lotus root powder balls in your store. Come for three."

"Three servings, can you finish it?"

Qi Chi frowned, "I'm not interested in these snacks..."

Zhu Yan glanced at him, "I know."

"Know that you still order?"

"One is for this brat, and the other two are for myself..."

The corner of Xichi's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

Zhu Yan rubbed his hands excitedly, "Anyway, you are not interested in what you said, so don't shoot me later, or don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."

"The dog protects the food, you also protect the food?"

"Wang Wang!"

Zhu Yan showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, grinding them at him...

Qichi covered his face, his heart attack got worse.

The old man was not in a hurry when he saw them arguing, he stood beside him cheerfully and waited until they finished their quarrel and confirmed it before going to prepare.

The sweet soup served on the table is transparent, the viscous soup is wrapped with crystal clear and plump rice grains, covered with a layer of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the sweet floral fragrance is mixed with a hint of alcohol, which makes people's index fingers move.

"Try it."

Su Rao was about to pick up the spoon, but Yan Yun handed it to her first, she smiled, took it, slowly scooped up a spoon, sipped her mouth lightly, her lips and teeth smelled sweet.

Seeing her satisfied look, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and then picked up the spoon...

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

Su Rao looked at him expectantly, Yan Yun swallowed the sweet soup slowly, nodded and said, "En, very good."

A bowl of plain sweet soup.

In the aristocratic family, such materials would not even be moved to the table, but in this situation, he thought, nothing could taste better than this.

She wanted to give him fireworks in the world, and from the moment her eyes hit the bottom of his heart, he has gone through thousands of times in it...