Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 51 Red Oil Chaoshou (8)

  Reason?

  Lin Fei tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and said, "Bring Li Ruizhi and you'll know."

   Originally thought that Li Ruizhi might be prepared for their trip yesterday, so Liu Yuan deliberately brought a lot of servants with him when he went to the Huaian County Government House, even Zhao You.

   But after arriving at the Huai'an County Government House, Liu Yuan realized that he was worrying too much. Li Ruizhi had already been waiting for him in front of the house.

"Last night, Liu Sicheng and Lin Shaoqing came to ask questions, and I knew I couldn't hide it." Li Ruizhi raised his hand, took the initiative to put on the shackles brought by the guards, and said with a wry smile, "The sage is right, if people don't know, unless There is nothing I can do. I did something wrong, and I really can’t escape it.”

   Liu Yuan glanced at him with a complicated expression: "... let's go!"

  Since he was poisoned and killed, he should have expected today.

  Thanks to Li Ruizhi's cooperation, this trip only took half an hour and came back.

   After bringing him back to the Dali Temple prison, Liu Yuan thought about it and went to find Ji Caimai.

  Although the public chef’s evening food is still serving meals, the thought of Master Wang’s evening food really makes people not have the slightest interest in eating evening food.

  However, people always have to eat, so he went to Xunji to buy, just to ask Master Wen if he would still be cooking supper today.

  If Master Wen wants to make supper, the space in the stomach will be reserved for Master Wen's supper.

  Ji Caimai's door was slightly closed, Liu Yuan knocked on the door, and when he pushed the door and entered, he saw Ji Caimai sitting there frowning and staring blankly.

   "Ji Caimai, what's the matter?" Seeing this, Liu Yuan asked.

  Ji Caimai glanced at him and said, "There is news from the internal affairs."

   "Isn't the internal affairs yamen always out of control? Why did you get news about the yamen's kitchen?" Liu Yuan asked casually, "What do they want to take care of?"

  Ji Caimai said: "The distribution of ingredients for the public kitchens of the various ministries in the capital is uniformly arranged by the internal affairs."

   As soon as this sentence came out, Liu Yuan rolled his eyes: "Which ghost came up with this idea? Too busy? I robbed you of the shopping work, and drove you home to farm?"

  Ji Caimai said: "Purchasing is responsible for counting and supervising." He pointed to the pile of paper written on the table and said, "The rules are all listed on it."

  Liu Yuan only glanced at it, and felt a headache when he saw the densely packed words on it, so he didn't read it again, and asked Ji Caimai: "In addition to counting and supervision, have you added a lot of rules?"

  Ji Caimai nodded, and said: "It is stipulated that the three meals of the public kitchen cannot be repeated within three days."

   "That's a good thing!" Hearing this, Liu Yuan couldn't help sighing, "As long as you don't cook all dishes with the same taste like Master Sun and Master Wang, no one will refuse such a rule."

   Sure enough, it seems that people like Liu Yuan can only eat, and those who don't go into the kitchen don't understand those twists and turns.

"It also depends on what kind of dishes are sent by the internal affairs office." Ji Caimai rolled his eyelids and said, "In the past, there was any disturbance in the internal affairs department, and those who made good friends with me have already revealed the news in advance. Now suddenly When it came out like this, even the people in the internal affairs office didn't know what was going on, so they were caught off guard."

  Liu Yuan spread his hands and didn't care: "What's the matter with him, wouldn't it be better to have less work?"

   Ji Caimai gave him a blank look, and asked him, "Why did you come here to find me?"

  This sentence reminded Liu Yuan, and he hurriedly said, "Come and ask Master Wen if he is going to make supper today."

  Ji Caimai pointed to one of the lines in the densely packed text, and said, "You can't provide such things as midnight snacks."

   Liu Yuan was shocked when he heard a sentence: "Which **** made this rule?"

  Ji Caimai pointed to the direction of the internal affairs office, and said, "The group of **** over there decided it."

  The thought of eating evening food made by Wang Junshan soon gave him a headache.

  Because of the sudden order from the internal affairs office, the vegetables on the Zhuangzi were also uniformly handed over to the internal affairs office, and the internal affairs office dispatched them.

  Public chefs such as Wen Mingtang only need to wait for the ingredients delivered by the internal affairs office every day.

   "But there are bad and good," Ji Caimai pointed to the bottom line of words, and said, "If these **** from public kitchens violate the rules too much, they can be taken away."

   This actually made Liu Yuan break free from the pain of not being able to eat supper, and said pleasantly: "Really?"

  Ji Caimai nodded: "It's true."

   This is probably the only good news in this series of news.

After coming out of Ji Caimai's place, he went to the public kitchen to eat evening food. Liu Yuan pulled a face and ordered a few dishes that didn't look so bad. Wang Junshan behind the counter ordered the dishes and put the dishes Handed over.

  The moment Liu Yuan took the bowl and plate, when Liu Yuan caught a glimpse of the smile on Wang Junshan's face from the corner of his eye, he frowned, and subconsciously said, "Master Wang, why are you laughing? What makes you so happy?"

  Wang Junshan, who was smiling with the corner of his mouth froze, said dryly, "No...it's nothing!"

   It was Liu Yuan who rolled his eyes in return, and then Liu Yuan said: "Your smile always makes people feel uneasy, good intentions!"

  Wang Junshan, who had done something wrong, suddenly panicked, and was about to say a few words when he saw Liu Yuan leaving with a plate.

   It looks like it's just a casual talk! Wang Junshan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and murmured: "I was scared to death!"

   This group of Dali Temple officials is really scary sometimes.

   After dinner, Liu Yuan and Lin Fei went to see Li Ruizhi who had been sent to prison.

"Are you asking me why I poisoned my uncle?" Before Lin Fei could open his mouth, Li Ruizhi said, "My family is poor, so it's fine if I haven't lived a good life, but I've seen such a good life , how can you go back to live a poor life? My uncle adopted me early, but he refused to report to the court. I was afraid that if the delay continued, not only the title would be gone, but also the family wealth. After weighing the two, I decided to give up the title , keep the money."

  The reason is plausible, not far-fetched at all.

  Lin Fei looked at Li Ruizhi, nodded, and said, "You were indeed the one who poisoned Duke Huai'an, so the deaths of Yan San and others are related to you?"

   After a moment of hesitation, Li Ruizhi shook his head and said, "Why should I kill Yan San and the others?"

  Lin Fei looked at him, and said, "If you hadn't killed Yan San, why would Zhang Zeduan's servants, Huang Ying and others, help cover up and push Zhang Zeduan out to be the scapegoat?"

  Li Ruizhi's eyes flickered, but he said in his mouth: "I don't understand what Lin Shaoqing is talking about."

Lin Fei said: "Right now, the only ones who did evil are Duke Huai'an and Zhang Zeduan. Duke Huai'an was poisoned, and he didn't have a few days to live. He was like a dead person. In the end, there was only Zhang Zeduan left. If you become a murderer, these people will all be solved."

  Li Ruizhi lowered his eyelids: "I don't understand what Lin Shaoqing is saying."

   Lin Fei wasn't surprised that Li Ruizhi didn't understand, he just paused and said, "It's okay, you don't understand, someone will understand."

  Li Ruizhi's face changed slightly.

  (end of this chapter)