The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 401: Shang Jing’s Envoy (4)
"Cough cough." Fake coughing twice to avoid some embarrassment, Wei Changju straightened his body again and said, "Well, it's getting late, I should go back to Shili Village."

Ling Jing saw all the discomfort in her eyes, and couldn't help but curled her lips into a small smile.

"Well, it's really getting late, and it's time for lunch soon, so you can stay with me for lunch, okay?" While speaking, there was a faint gleam in those ancient black eyes. expectations.

Wei Changju caught a glimpse of the look of expectation in Ling Jing's eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse for a while, so he just nodded slightly to express his agreement without saying a word.

Seeing her nodding her head in agreement, Ling Jing curled her lips again, a spring-like smile appeared on Peerless Chuchen's face, very satisfied.

Ling Jing gave an order, and not long after, a maid brought the lunch under the green bamboo tree in Tianjing.

Wei Changqu looked down at the dishes on the table, almost every dish was her favorite.

The green bamboos are swaying in the sky, the spring breeze is blowing gently, and there is a hint of floral fragrance in the wind. The two sat under the green bamboo tree and finished their lunch quietly.

As soon as the two finished their lunch, the servant girl hurriedly cleaned up the stone table.

The afternoon sun was warm, and the sun passed through the green bamboo branches, shining mottledly on the ground. After tea and dinner, Wei Changju was lazily lying on the table basking in the sun, very comfortable.

Originally, he planned to hurry back to Shili Village, but he had just eaten his fill, his body was a little weak, and he didn't want to move, so he simply lay down under the green bamboo tree to rest.

Ling Jing saw her lazily lying on the table, showing half of her face outside, she couldn't help but look down at her half face, smiled dotingly, and said warmly: "Qi'er, you know, Zuixiang The purple taro crystal cake from Fangfang has been sent to the palace?"

"I don't know..." The soft sun shone on his body, which was extremely comfortable. Wei Changju lazily agreed, probably not paying attention to what Ling Jing had to say to her.

After the word "I don't know" came out, Wei Changqu realized that he seemed to have overlooked something belatedly.

Wait, the imperial palace, Ling Jing seemed to have mentioned the word imperial palace just now.

After confirming that he was not hallucinating, Wei Changju immediately stood up from the table, stared at Ling Jing and asked, "Ling Jing, did you just say that the crystal purple taro cake has been sent to the palace?"

"Hmm." Ling Jing's voice was magnetic, and she gave a soft "hmm", that voice was damn sexy.

"During the New Year's banquet, the chief steward of the imperial dining room presented the purple taro cake in front of the hall, and it was very popular with the queen mother. My good emperor uncle has already hand-picked the crystal purple taro cake as the imperial food, and asked the chief steward of the imperial dining room to take charge of it. I am afraid that there will be people from the palace coming to Zhishui Town in the near future, I was negligent for a while, and even forgot about it, but luckily I remembered it again recently."

The words paused, and Ling Jing's eyes were fixed on Wei Changqu's face, and he said again: "Dealing with the royal family is not as simple as doing business in ordinary times, Quer, be careful in everything, if you encounter something that you can't solve Things, don't be brave, tell me first, let me face it with you, huh?"

"En." Wei Changqu nodded.

"I will act carefully. You don't have to worry. If you encounter something that cannot be solved, I will naturally ask you for help."

After hearing Wei Changju's words, Ling Jing felt a little relieved.

Sure enough, as Ling Jing expected, this matter happened really fast enough. Three days later, people from the palace really rushed to Zhishui Town.

Although Wanlaifu is the big shopkeeper of Zuixiangfang, but he was a little unsure about such a big matter, so he hurriedly asked Su Cheng to go to Shili Village to inform Wei Changjue.

As a magistrate, Song Yang invited the person in charge of the palace to the county yamen, and entertained him with delicious food and drink.

When Wei Changju got the news, he asked Sufeng and Gu Yu to drive the carriage, ran to Zhishui Town in a hurry, and went directly to the county government office.

The Qin family always valued Wei Changjue, and most of the yamen servants in the yamen recognized Wei Changjue's appearance.

As soon as Wei Changjue got off the carriage, a yamen servant greeted him politely: "Miss Wei, you are here, our lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Well, please lead the way ahead." Wei Changjue smiled lightly and said to the yamen servant.

Sufeng handed over the carriage to another yamen servant, and he and Gu Yu followed Wei Changjue into the county yamen closely.

After a while of twists and turns, the yamen servant led Wei Changqu to the main hall of the county yamen.

Wei Changju walked into the hall, raised his eyebrows and looked at the main seat. At this moment, he saw Song Yang entertaining a middle-aged man in palace attire with a big smile on his face. I wiped a lot of oil and water in the palace.

The middle-aged man is holding a bowl in one hand and a lid in the other, and is enjoying the fragrant tea in the bowl very comfortably.

Wei Changjue took a quick glance, then walked lightly towards the main seat, and stopped in front of Song Yang and the man in palace attire.

"Minister Wei Changjue has met the Imperial Envoy, Lord Song." Wei Changjue gave a slight salute to the head of state, showing neither humility nor timidity.

As Wei Changqu's voice fell, Song Yang turned his eyebrows and shifted his gaze to Wei Changqu's body.

"Changqu, you're here."

"En." Wei Changjue slightly nodded at Song Yang, and said again: "Shili Village is located in a remote place, please trouble the Imperial Envoy, Master Song has been waiting for a long time, Changjue hereby apologizes."

He said so, but Wei Changqu's face was calm.

Song Yang straightened his wrinkled sleeves, and said, "It's not a problem, the Imperial Envoy can understand."

While speaking, Song Yang turned his eyes to the middle-aged man in palace attire and said, "Chang Que, this is the chief manager of the imperial dining room, Lord Meng."

That's right, the chubby man in palace attire is Meng Jiu, the head of the imperial dining room who went to the Ganlu Hall to worship the crystal purple taro cake during the New Year banquet.

Wei Changjue listened to Song Yang's introduction, then turned his eyes slightly sideways, and once again bowed lightly to Meng Jiu, "Minister Wei Changjue has seen Mrs. Meng." Her expressions were still not humble.

Meng Jiu's two gazes fell on Wei Changqu's face. After sizing Wei Changqu from top to bottom for a while, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you make the crystal purple taro cake?"

"That's right, it was made by a woman of the people." Wei Changqu said succinctly.

Meng Jiu rolled her sharp eyeballs, put the tea bowl on the tea table beside her casually, then lowered her eyebrows halfway, and then said coldly: "I heard that in the whole Liangguo, only you have tea in your hand." Make the ingredients for the crystal purple taro cake."

Wei Changqu listened to Meng Jiu's words, and then his head turned rapidly, thinking about how to answer Meng Jiu's next words.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Zhang Fang said: "Master Meng, the country of Liang has a vast land and resources, how dare the women of the people say such nonsense, but at present, it is true that only the women of the people can provide you with the crystal for a long time, Mr. Meng Purple taro cake."

(End of this chapter)