Ouyang Xiu was eager to know who was the person who wrote the second half of the original lyrics, but when Yanmo heard this question, he showed a hint of embarrassment on his pretty little face, because writing the name of the person in the original lyrics is a taboo in Ouyang's mansion, and few people dare to mention it, so Yanmo was worried that when he said that name, it would make the master angry.

"Yanmo, what are you hesitating about? Tell me what the other party is called?" Ouyang Xiu couldn't help but ask again when he saw Yanmo hesitating.

"This..." Yanmo hesitated again at this time, and finally bit his lower lip and replied, "Master Qi Bing, the person who wrote the second half of the original lyrics is Zhao Yan!"

"Zhao Yan!" Ouyang Xiu was stunned when he heard this familiar name, and then he said to himself with some confusion, "How could he call this name? He actually has the same name as the Prince of Guangyang?"

Seeing that Ouyang Xiu actually thought the other party was a re-named person with Zhao Yan, but did not believe that the other party was the Prince of Guangyang. Yanmo hurriedly said, "Master, although the other party did not specify his identity, I guess he should be Zhao Yan, the Prince of Guangyang."

"What? This... how is this possible?" Ouyang Xiu was also shocked when he heard Yan Mo's words. He knew better than anyone else about Zhao Yan's mission to Liao Kingdom last year, so he never thought that it was a poem written by Zhao Yan for Ouyang Wanling.

Seeing that Ouyang Xiu didn't believe it, Yanmo hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it over and said, "Master, please see, this is the second half of the original lyrics written by the prince. Although I don't know his handwriting, I have seen his paintings. His paintings are made of charcoal, and the writing is also written with charcoal. This half of the lyrics is also written with charcoal."

When Ouyang Xiu heard this, he grabbed the words in Yanmo's hand. As soon as he saw the words on it, he immediately shocked his whole body. He recognized Zhao Yan's handwriting because such ugly words were rare and were written in charcoal. This made Ouyang Xiu conclude at a glance that it was from Zhao Yan's handwriting, and the second half of the poem on the Qingyu table above was also word-of-mouth, which made Ouyang Xiu feel a "buzzing" sound in his mind and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Yanmo was supported.

"Why...why is it him? Does he think it's not a tragic enough to harm Wanling?" Ouyang Xiu finally stood up straight and said in great grief and anger, but he quickly woke up again and said in great confusion, "No. This is impossible. Zhao Yan spent most of his time in Liao Kingdom last year. He just came back a few days ago, how could he send poems to Wanling?"

"Master, I think it's very likely. Mr. Qingyu gave Jiujie a poem a few months later. I couldn't figure it out, but if Mr. Qingyu was Zhao Yan, then this matter would make sense. After all, he went to Liao Kingdom last year and the journey was very long, so it took a long time to send the poem back." Yanmo disagreed with Ouyang Xiu's words.

"No! No! Mr. Qingyu is definitely not Zhao Yan. Last year, Zhao Yan was in an accident when he was sent to Liao Kingdom. I can't tell you the details, but I can be sure that Zhao Yan will definitely not be able to send the poems back to the Song Dynasty!" Ouyang Xiu said with great certainty at this time. He knew that Zhao Yan was trapped in the Jurchen side, and he stayed with the Jurchens for more than half a year. For such a long time, he could not even send a letter back, let alone write poems for Ouyang Wanling.

Seeing that Ouyang Xiu was so sure that Zhao Yan could not write poems for Ouyang Wanling, he also showed a thoughtful expression in the ink. Finally, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Master, if the Prince of Guangyang is not Mr. Qingyu, but he knew the original lyrics of the Qingyu Case. Apart from the lady, only the master, me, and the wife knew about this lyrics, and it was not spread. In this way, the Prince of Guangyang should have some contact with Mr. Qingyu. As long as the master goes to inquire, he should be able to ask who the poem is from!"

"Yes, I think so too!" Ouyang Xiu nodded when he heard Yanmo's words, "It seems that I have to prepare and visit Prince Guangyang."

Zhao Yan on the Yu Street did not know that Ouyang Xiu was going to visit him. Now he was having fun with Cao Ying and Yelu Si. As for the little lovers of Gutou and Zhou Tong, they were separated from them. After all, they were in a passionate relationship now, and there were many whispers to say, and the two were more free to be together, so Gutou pulled Zhou Tong halfway and didn't know where he ran. Anyway, with Zhou Tong there, there was no need to worry that Gutou would be abducted.

The Yu Street was very lively. Yelu Si, who participated in the Tokyo Lantern Festival for the first time, was very excited. Although she was pregnant, she was excited to walk around the Yu Street with great enthusiasm, and she looked like she was still unsatisfied. However, Cao Ying was worried that she was too tired, so she immediately suggested: "Husband, we have been out for almost two hours and have been walking for so long. Why not find a place to eat and have a rest by the way."

"That's great. I felt a little hungry just now. Let's go eat something quickly!" Zhao Yan immediately agreed when he heard this. First, he was really hungry, and second, he was like Cao Ying, worried that Yelu Si would hurt the child when he ran around like this.

"Just listen to my sister, I just happened to want to taste the food in Tokyo!" Yelu Si seemed to have seen something, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, when it comes to the delicious food in Tokyo, it may take several years for my sister to taste it. It happened that there was a Donglai Building not far ahead. The river food inside was very delicious. Let's go and taste it?" Cao Ying saw that Yelu Si and Zhao Yan agreed, and smiled and pointed to a tall restaurant not far away.

Zhao Yan and Yelu Si naturally refused Cao Ying's suggestion, so the three of them brought their maids to the downstairs of Donglai. The restaurant is three stories high and covers a huge area. What is even more surprising is that there is an open space in front of the restaurant, with various snack stalls placed on the open space, and there are endless hawking sounds, which look particularly lively.

Seeing these snack stalls, Yelu Si and Cao Ying were not in a hurry to enter the restaurant, but began to wander around the stalls, and sometimes they would buy some to try them. As for the maids such as Xiao Douya and Mixue who followed behind, they all sold bags of snacks and snacks, and they probably not only had late-night snacks tonight, but also tomorrow's breakfast.

"Huh? This smell is..." Zhao Yan, who was walking in the food stall, suddenly stopped and then sniffed a few times, because he smelled a familiar and special fragrance.

Smelling the fragrance, Zhao Yan went directly to a snack stall and found that it was a very ordinary Hu cake stall. However, the Hu cake on this stall can hold meat, and there are lamb, mutton, mutton offals, etc. in a large pot next to it. The special fragrance is emitted from this boiled pot.

The business of this Hucai stall is very good. Many people gather around the stall owner to buy Hucai, and they all ask to put meat in the Hucai. Zhao Yan did not bully others with his power and waited behind. After finally waiting for the person in front to leave, Zhao Yan said to the stall owner: "Come two Hucai and add meat!"

The stall owner was a middle-aged man. When he heard Zhao Yan's words, he immediately agreed loudly, and then he started to cut the cakes and add meat to Zhao Yan and the others. At this time, Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Brother, I smell the smell of your pot of meat. Did you add something special?"

When Zhao Yan asked about the meat in his pot, the stall owner immediately replied with a smile: "If someone asked me, I would definitely not say it, but you can tell the guest house at a glance that it is a wealthy family, so it doesn't matter if you tell the guest. The villain's pot of meat is added with a new seasoning shipped from Hebei, so the taste is so special. However, that new seasoning is not cheap. It is precisely because of this that the Hu cakes here are more expensive than the Hu cakes at other stalls, but there are still many people who are willing to buy them."

Zhao Yan laughed when he heard this. Although the other party did not say what seasoning was added, he had already smelled it. The pot must have added fermented bean curd. This thing was taught to Zhang Zai in order to help Zhang Zai develop the economy of Jiaohe County before he went to Liao Kingdom. Unexpectedly, fermented bean curd has been sold to the capital now.

Thinking of Zhang Zai, Zhao Yan quickly thought that after he was trapped in Wanyan's tribe, Zhao Xu had to return to the Song Dynasty, but he did not forget to tell him about Zhang Zai, so he transferred Zhang Zai to a military academy outside the capital. He heard that he now manages the military academy in an orderly manner with Yang Huaiyu, and he must go and take a look when he has time.

The two Hu cakes with meat were prepared quickly. Zhao Yan took it and first gave one to the little bean sprouts behind him, and then picked up one and took a bite. It turned out that not only the Hu cakes were made well, but the mutton and mutton offal had a taste of fermented bean curd, which was also a unique flavor. However, just as Zhao Yan turned around and left, he suddenly remembered something again. He turned his head and smiled at the stall owner: "Although the fermented bean curd tastes good, but if the fat pork is added, the taste will definitely be better. If you have time, you can try it!"

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he ignored the stall owner's surprised expression and smiled and took Xiao Douya to find Cao Ying and Yelu Si. They are now tasting a snack called ginger shrimp, which is actually fried shrimp with onion and ginger, and the taste is very good.

"What did my husband add to the Hu cake? Why did it smell so bad?" Cao Ying asked with his nose covering his nose, looking at the Hu cake that he had not finished eating in Zhao Yan's hand.

"Haha, the mutton here is a seasoning called fermented bean curd, but the fermented bean curd tastes a bit strange. Some people like it very much, while others are unwilling to taste it at all. It is normal for a lady to not like this taste." Zhao Yan laughed and said with a smile when she saw Cao Ying's appearance. Fermented bean curd is like stinky tofu, and there are people who love and hate it. For example, Zhao Yan likes the taste of fermented bean curd, but she absolutely cannot accept stinky tofu.

Just as Zhao Yan and the others were talking, they suddenly saw the little bean sprouts that had eaten Hu cakes and walked while eating. Zhao Yan, who had a sharp nose, showed a surprised expression on his face again when he smelled the fragrance emitted from the bowl of the little bean sprouts. He didn't expect that even this thing had entered the food stall? (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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