Chapter 397 Dried Flour Noodle (Three)

Author: Wandering Back

Chapter 397 Dried Flour Noodle (Three)

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, but it’s so lively... Wen Mingtang thought about it for a moment, shook his head and said to Tangyuan and A Bing: “It’s too late, go back!”

If something really happened to Princess Liyang, she would be an orphan, without power and power. She had been specifically targeted by Princess Liyang before, so she might be angry because she appeared at the scene.

In the past few years in the Yeting Dynasty, Wen Mingtang had seen many such things. Sometimes even if you did nothing wrong, you were accidentally seen by the noble person in a bad mood. You may be vented and even lost your life.

I sighed that Darong had been separated from modern society for thousands of years, and sometimes there was no place to deal with such things. Therefore, it would be better to be more secure, go back and have a nap, and wait until the next day... I think that with the "gossip" of Chang'an people about such lively events, they can also find out about Princess Liyang.

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Wen Mingtang's guess was correct. It was too late to go back. The three of them slept until the afternoon of the next day before they woke up. While yawning and washing, Tangyuan and Abing went to the kitchen to make lunch. Wen Mingtang opened the door of the Yuan family and saw several neighbors who had just eaten lunch and basking in the sun outside while chatting about yesterday.

"...The one who fell in front of the Zhaixing Tower was not someone else. He came to see Lao Yuan two days ago..." An aunt was talking to several neighbors. She glanced out of the corner of her eyes and saw Wen Mingtang open the door. Her expression seemed to be horrified. She immediately stopped and then squeezed out a smile and greeted her: "Master Wen is up!"

Wen Mingtang nodded, as if he hadn't heard their initial discussion and said with a smile: "I slept late yesterday, and I'm just getting up now." As he said that, he paused and said, "I just heard Aunt talking about Furong Garden in Zhaixinglou, what are you talking about!"

As soon as these words were said, the faces of the few people froze. Although they could not stand the "idle talk about the excitement in Chang'an City", they knew that some words could not be said in front of Master Wen. After all, the one who died was the master of the Dali Temple yamen.

So when Wen Mingtang asked this, the aunt came to her senses, immediately coughed dryly, and concealed: "Yesterday a princess heard that when she was out of Furong Garden in the middle of the night, she fell down from the rockery and fell. When she lifted it out, she was covered in blood. I don't know if she was dead."

The Master Wen on the opposite side seemed to be having a leisurely discussion when he heard this, and asked curiously: "Why did you climb up the rockery for a while? Is the Gongfang of the noble man in Furong Garden different from what I am waiting for? Can it be built on the rockery?"

As soon as this was said, a neighbor couldn't help but interrupt and said, "It's probably because she was doing something else under the guise of "Qi Gong". I heard that the princess had stole some imperial gift from the county lord. She had been chasing her in Furong Garden until midnight yesterday. The princess said she wanted to have a royal gift from the lord, so... Tsk tsk, maybe she took the imperial gift from the other person, for fear of being found, so she wanted to find an opportunity to climb the rockery and run away."

Wen Mingtang raised his eyebrows and said, "That's it", and then sighed: "I thought the princess had no shortage of gold, silver, treasures and jewelry, and she didn't expect to steal other people's things!"

"Who said no?" An aunt, who had eaten baked sweet potatoes in her hand, sighed, "I'm so happy to be able to eat and wear three meals a day. The life the princess lives on a daily basis is so envious. She is not satisfied! She is still stealing other people's things... Oh, now I'm ready, I don't know what will happen if I fall down."

"Which one is waiting for her, the one who treats her must be the best doctor in the Imperial Medical Department, and there are all kinds of ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum. Compared to ordinary people, there must be more people who have brought her back from the King of Hell. Maybe after a while, they will be lively again." A neighbor said, "I'm not worried about other people's affairs, and I'll take care of myself. The restaurant where my kid works can't be opened. I don't know where to find a job after this year!"

I can't help but feel curiosity. I talk about major events in Chang'an City in daily chats, but in the end I often go back to my own days. Is this the daily life of the people who are promoted to Dou Xiaomin!

Wen Mingtang looked at the neighbors who were still talking about Princess Liyang's fall, and when she thought about the takeaway stall in the public kitchen, she felt a little depressed. When she was absent-mindedly responding to the chat with the neighbors, she heard the crackling sound of fireworks and firecrackers in the alley not far away. She remembered that today was the seventh day of the lunar month, and she made an appointment with Liang Hongqian to meet at Tongmingmen later today to prepare for Zhao Sishen's departure from the palace.

There were too many things happening in these days, and Wen Mingtang's mind was in chaos. Fortunately, the crackling sound of firecrackers reminded her. Wen Mingtang came to her senses, greeted her neighbors, and returned to the house.

After rushing to eat a bowl of scallion oil noodles with meat balls and vegetable soup, Wen Mingtang said to the dumplings, left the Yuan family, and then went straight to the Tongmingmen side.

When it was time to reach Tongming Gate, it was already Shen Shi. It was still half an hour to meet her and Liang Hongqian. Wen Mingtang touched her all the way, half of her belly was empty, and took out the snacks she bought at the Qujiang snack shop yesterday from her arms, took a piece of dried fruit and threw them into her mouth. The mouth was sweet, and a layer of dense powdered sugar was sprinkled outside the dried fruit. After sucking for a while, it turned sour, but it was not simply sour. The sourness also had a hint of sweet taste.

Wen Mingtang siped the dried fruit and looked around. He saw a small restaurant not far away with two tables outside the restaurant and set up a tea stall temporarily. He thought he would take advantage of the January to do the business of visiting relatives in the palace gate on the New Year's Day.

Unexpectedly, Wen Mingtang walked over and asked for a pot of tea and sat down, preparing to wait until Liang Hongwu came out before going over.

When the tea came up, Wen Mingtang poured himself a cup of tea. When he was about to enter, he saw a group of people walking out of the gate. Seeing that the official robe was not worn by the court officials, he seemed not an official in the court, but he looked like he was wearing gorgeous clothes and was not an ordinary person.

Wen Mingtang only glanced at it, but didn't look closely. When he was about to withdraw his gaze, he heard an older spoke: "I can't write two characters Li, Li Yang and Xingkang are both from the royal family. Even if there is any nonsense between their daughters, they will never joke about such things. Xingkang also said that he would just take the gift from the imperial court yesterday and let Li Yang stay up all night. Who knew that Li Yang would be afraid of lent out the Furong Garden?"

The one standing aside to listen to the elderly was not someone else, but Princess Liyang's father, King Liyang. At this time, his white and fat face was obviously gloomy, as if he didn't care about the elderly's words.

"Besides, Li Yang is not a weak woman, even if she has never climbed the rockery. The Imperial Doctor of the Imperial Physician Department also said that it was because the hidden weapon on his leg was obviously a plotting person, which had nothing to do with Xingkang." The old man seemed to be a member of the royal family, and was reconciling for both sides. "In my opinion, it is the key to finding out the thief who plotted against Li Yang. That is the real culprit of Li Yang's paralysis at the moment!"

Princess Liyang was paralyzed? Wen Mingtang, who was holding a cup and was about to put the tea into her mouth, was startled by this sentence and almost poured out the tea in her hand!

Before she could react, the next sentence of the elderly man was even more shocked and a feeling of something wrong came to her heart.
Chapter completed!