Dali Temple Small Dining Room

It was only a blink of an eye when these thoughts flashed through his mind. Wen Mingtang collected himself, scooped a spoonful of assorted golden rice into his mouth, looked down at the steaming food on his plate, and said in a calm tone: "Wait Let's see the situation after the next year, maybe the matter of Concubine Jing can be resolved!"

  Although she didn't deny it, it sounded like she wasn't going to leave.

   Originally thought that after saying this sentence, Lin Fei would not ask any more questions. But... Lin Fei was Lin Fei after all, after hearing the words, he only paused for a while, and then he spoke again, which really shocked Wen Mingtang.

"You just came out of the palace at the beginning, and you have no relatives. It is indeed better to live alone," Lin Fei said lightly, "Now when Zhao Sishan leaves the palace, with the help of Tang Yuan and A Bing , if the preparations are complete, it would be good to leave."

   Before the rice grains in his mouth could be swallowed, Wen Mingtang looked up at Lin Fei in surprise when he heard Lin Fei's faint words.

  It is not surprising that Lin Fei could guess her wishes, but what surprised her was that he actually supported her leaving Dali Temple, both inside and outside the words.

You know, although the officials and servants in the entire Dali Temple like the dishes she cooks in the public kitchen very much, they don't stop at all, even if they have never come to the Yamen, they still try to find a way to eat her dishes. He is the only one.

  Now Lin Fei actually supports her to leave... Well, although Lin Fei is not short of money, even if she opened a restaurant, she also opened it in Chang'an City. Such a big city of Chang'an is really greedy for her food, just find someone to go and buy it, it doesn't matter much if you can't leave Yu Linfei, but in the end it will cost more money and energy to run errands.

Wen Mingtang watched Lin Fei scoop up a spoonful of assorted golden rice and put it into his mouth, and continued to speak unhurriedly: "Didn't you always want to buy a house in Chang'an City? With Concubine Jing here, let alone a house." If you want to buy a hut, you can’t afford it.”

  Wen Mingtang: "..."

   Liang Hongjin, who was gorging on food beside him: "..."

   Lin Shaoqing, who didn't look very down-to-earth, spoke too much down-to-earth, but fortunately Wen Mingtang and Liang Hongjin were only surprised, so it's not that he couldn't eat because he mentioned the word "thatched cottage".

When she came back to her senses, Liang Hongjin glanced at Wen Mingtang triumphantly, and said, "Look! I said that you can join forces to open a restaurant. If not, it will feel like being pinched at the throat from time to time." Not necessarily good."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Fei said again: "It's almost time to prepare, you can come and find me to see if there are any hidden stakes and traps inside, and if anyone has been set."

  The two sang together, as if it was a certainty that she would leave the public kitchen.

  Wen Mingtang looked at Lin Fei, and frowned: He is not short of money, so it doesn't matter if she leaves or not. But it is not easy for the public chef of Dali Temple to recruit cooks, otherwise, it would not be here now, and Ji Caimai has not yet brought back a cook. Wen Mingtang only called a few handy handymen to help wash and chop vegetables when things were really busy.

  Up to now, apart from her in Dali Temple, there are only two other people who can seriously cook the Eight Classics, A Bing and Tangyuan. These two, judging from what A Bing talked to her that day, they were supposed to go with her, so... what about the public chef?

  What is a public chef without a chef? Wouldn't it be a mess for Ji Cai to buy? As far as ordinary Dali Temple officials and servants are concerned, the public kitchen can eat morning, lunch, and evening meals without spending money. If the public kitchen does not have a master chef, why not waste money to go out to eat?

  Wen Mingtang didn't dare to boast that he was an outstanding cook, so that everyone in Dali Temple couldn't live without her cooking. It's just... Even the officials and servants of Dali Temple, such as Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu, and Wei Fu, who have become temple officials, have to make ends meet and save money.

   Comparing her heart to her heart, if she herself were them, she would not run out suddenly because the food was too hard to swallow. After all, what she lost was wasted money!

  After getting along for nearly a year, Wen Mingtang didn't feel that Lin Fei was the kind of person who didn't care about others, so how could he support her to leave with A Bing and Tangyuan?

   Could it be possible... What will happen to the public chef of Dali Temple after this year? Wen Mingtang couldn't help guessing in his heart, just looked at Lin Fei who was eating in the other room, thought for a while, and finally swallowed the words he didn't ask.

  It was already Xu time when the plate of assorted golden rice was finished, Lin Fei put down the plate, nodded his thanks to the two, and left.

   After Lin Fei left, Liang Hongjin couldn't help but bumped Wen Mingtang with her elbow, and raised an eyebrow at her triumphantly: She was still happy when Lin Fei affirmed her proposal just now!

"How about it, Xiao Mingtang? You and Zhao Sishan always say that I'm straight to the point, but I don't know that you are so overthinking, and the work is too tiring!" Liang Hongjin put down the plate and chopsticks, reached out and patted Wen Mingtang's shoulder, said , "Life is short, let's have fun!"

  Wen Mingtang smiled bitterly, thinking that she also wants to have fun! It's just... when I thought about it, I hurriedly reminded Liang Hongjin: "I reminded you at the Tongming Gate to watch for me...don't forget!"

  Liang Hongjin nodded, patted her chest, and said, "Don't worry, it's on me!"

Wen Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked up at the sky: Although the temperature is cold and cold, the weather has been good since the beginning of the new year. Looking at the clear sky full of bright moon and stars without any cloud cover, Wen Mingtang thought in his heart: I hope that all troubles will be like the weather these days, let's finally see the bright moon after clearing the clouds and mists!

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  When Wen Mingtang went back from Wen Mingtang's dinner, Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu had already returned.

  Although they haven't spoken yet, they can vaguely guess something from the faces of the two who don't smile at all.

  Lin Fei sat down, raised his hand to signal the two to sit down too, and said, "Speak!"

  The two presented the confessions of Mrs. Zhao Mengzhuo and the old servant, the account books of the Zhaixing Building and the confessions of other people.

  Lin Fei looked down at the recorded statement while listening to the two talking.

"After I have asked, both Mrs. Zhao and the stewards of Zhao's family said that Mr. Zhao's reaction this year is no different from that of previous years. He occasionally asks about the New Year's snacks and New Year's gifts at home. When I asked, because I was about to retire, I asked about the repair status of the old house at home, and they all said that Mr. Zhao would not jump off the building to commit suicide." Liu Yuan said.

  This is of course what they expected to see and hear, and it is also consistent with what the witness said about Zhao Mengzhuo being pushed downstairs, but...the physical evidence that was inquired was as contradictory and subtle as what was seen at the scene of the Zhaixing Tower.