The princess is above: the power minister's palm favor

The table was full of Li Chuchu's favorite dishes, and she felt stuck even after looking at them.

Seeing Li Huang's back disappear outside the gate of the East Palace, Li Yuze's face turned dark all of a sudden.

Cao Quan looked at his face, and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, does the eldest princess not like these dishes? How about I ask this old servant?"

Li Yuze glared at him, even an old slave dared to laugh at his brother's dereliction of duty?
He glanced at the dishes on the table, and immediately felt that there was no taste, so he flung his sleeves and went to the study.

Cao Quan glanced to the left and right, and pointed to the table of dishes: "Are they all dead people? It's time to put them away, and I will make some supper for His Highness."

After finishing speaking, he trotted quickly to follow.

Two quarters of an hour later, Li Huang returned to the eldest princess' mansion.

Mo Jingzhan immediately went up to hold her hand: "Why are you coming back now? I asked the kitchen to make your favorite Gudong pot, as well as spicy fresh shrimp."

As soon as he entered the room, the aroma of the steaming soup pot came over his face, Li Huang only felt that his heart began to boil along with the steaming pot.

"You pay for this sweet and sour pork ribs first, I made it myself."

He handed the chopsticks to her hand, pointing to the delicious dishes on the table to show off.

"And this, this, all made by me."

Li Huang couldn't help but look at him more: "Can you still cook?"

Mo Jingzhan seemed very dissatisfied with her doubts, he frowned: "Your Highness, is this looking down on me? After traveling for many years, I can't just bring a cook with me, right?"

Besides, wherever they go, not all of them are small towns with inns, and when they go to the wild, they can only do it themselves.

Li Huang stretched out her chopsticks and took a piece of short ribs to her mouth. It was crispy and delicious, soft and tender, with just the right amount of sweet and sour. Her eyes lit up after just one bite.

"good to eat."

Seeing that she was eating happily, Mo Jingzhan curled his lips: "If Your Highness likes it, I can make it often in the future."

Li Huang was not polite to him, picked up his rice bowl and started eating.

Compared with the bland and uninteresting health-preserving dishes on the table in the Eastern Palace, she still prefers these heavy flavors.

Li Huang nodded like pounding garlic while eating, as the eldest princess's demeanor collapsed for the first time.

Mo Jingzhan boiled a piece of veal for her: "Pay me for this, the sheep just bought from Tubo, the inner quality is very fragrant."

Li Huang ate a mouthful with his chopsticks, the spicy taste mixed with the unique aroma of the beef filled his mouth in an instant.

It's not like she hasn't eaten the beef tribute from Tubo before, but for some reason, the quality of the meat seems to be particularly good this time.

Mo Jingzhan explained to her: "The cattle and sheep in Tubo are also divided into breeds and regions. The better the food, the fatter the meat will naturally be. But this kind of cattle and sheep generally grow slowly, so it is not enough to pay tribute. See, that's why I picked the one that looked big and muscular."

"However, the herdsmen themselves want to raise some for their own food. I specially asked someone to raise these. If you like them, I will send some more."

Li Huang paused while chewing, looked at him and said, "You mean, the cattle and sheep in your hand are better than the tribute ones?"

In the whole world, the best things are paid tribute to the emperor, and only Mo Jingzhan dares to say that the things in his hands are even better than the emperor's.

Mo Jingzhan curled his lips and raised his eyebrows: "What? Your Highness wants to report on me?"

Li Huang silently turned his eyes back to the pot: "When the father is well, let him come out of the palace to eat here in the palace."

For tribute or something, in the end, the emperor himself will not be able to pay much, and it will not be distributed to those clans or important officials.

Come to her to eat, eat as much as you want.

Mo Jingzhan's eyes were full of smiles: "Okay."

After the meal, Li Huang finally remembered what she asked Ling Yuan to investigate, and asked, "How did your investigation go?"

Ling Yuan: "Your Highness, many years have passed. Those old people who served Luo Shi back then either died or were sent away. Even the one who serves Luo Shi now has not seen Li Shu with his own eyes. Therefore, she does not know whether Li Shuren was born at full term or not."

It seems that things can only be determined by finding those people who were related back then.

"What about the ones that were sent away?" Li Huang asked, "See if we can still find them."

Ling Yuan: "The slave has already been checked, Your Highness will wait."

All those people were gone back then, and it would be unbelievable to say that there was nothing tricky about it.

However, before the people who went to investigate came back, someone from the prison of Dali Temple came to report: "His Royal Highness, the common people of Li... ran away,"

Li Huang was stunned, then frowned: "How did you escape? Isn't the prison in your Dali Temple the strongest in the abyss?"

The jailer hesitated for a moment, and said with difficulty: "Yesterday someone pretended to be a jailer, sneaked into the prison, and replaced Li Shuren."

Li Huang: "!!!"

"With so many of you watching, how can this be replaced?"

Doesn't that mean that it is not Li Chuchu who is locked up in the prison, but a woman who looks exactly like Li Chuchu?
Li Huang felt that her head suddenly hurt a little.

Li Chuchu, what does this woman do?Why can't they be killed?

"Then who is that prisoner now?" Li Huang asked.

Jailer: "His Royal Highness, she is a concubine from Pingyang Houfu."

Li Huang's face darkened: "Since she likes to go to jail for others so much, then she can continue to be imprisoned."

Now that you've bumped into him, don't think about leaving so easily.

The jailer glanced at her and asked, "Then, over there at Pingyang Hou's Mansion..."

Mo Jingzhan interrupted him directly: "Changing prisoners is a crime, why? Does he have a gold medal for avoiding death in Pingyang Houfu?"

It's just a concubine, the Pingyang Houfu dared to push her out, what else can't be touched?
The jailer glanced at Mo Jingzhan, he didn't dare to fart, he could only lower his head and promise.

Mo Jingzhan asked: "A woman pretended to be a jailer and sneaked into the prison. There are so many of you, but none of you found out? This son very much suspects that some of you have been bribed."

The jailer was so frightened that he knelt down: "My lord, I am wronged. Anyone who can be a jailer in Dali Temple is a person of innocence. He would never dare to do such a thing against the sacred order. However, that Pingyang Concubine Hou, who knows some tricks of disguise, said she wanted to ask the common people of Li alone if she had something to say, and gave everyone some wine money, promising that once something is found out in the trial, everyone will share the credit equally."

"We've worked together for many years, and everyone didn't want to ignore him, so we had to back away a little bit, but we still locked the door tightly. Who would have thought that in such a short time of a cup of tea, the two of them would be able to adjust to each other. bag..."

The jailer was so regretful that his intestines were green. If His Majesty woke up and pursued the matter, those in charge of the guards would not know what would happen.