MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 412 Stewed chicken with mushrooms and rice noodles in chicken soup (4)

  This compliment is a joyful thing for the prince. Especially considering Wen Xuance's status back then, to be able to get this evaluation from him, it seems that His Majesty was so happy that he couldn't help but share this happy event with his friends.

  It's just that after Wen Xuance's accident, his status suddenly changed from being sought after by thousands of people to being reviled, but anyone who got involved with him or encountered him in the slightest would get no good. This matter was no longer worthy of publicity and was suppressed.

  Wen Mingtang looked at Lin Fei, only to feel that the expression on his face at this moment was complicated, as if he had understood something but not fully understood.

  Although she is Wen Xuance's own daughter, she really doesn't know Wen Xuance.

  The night wind was cold, and it made people feel cold all over their bodies. Wen Mingtang looked at Lin Fei with a complex expression, and didn't say anything to disturb him. He just stood quietly one step away from him, thinking about what he had to do.

  Lin Fei may have encountered a bottleneck.

   This is not surprising, the world is unpredictable, no matter how smart and powerful a person is, there is no guarantee that they will not encounter that difficult hurdle.

  She never thought of handing over all her troubles to Lin Fei to solve them.

  Everyone knows that he is very smart. When encountering difficult problems that cannot be solved, they instinctively turn to him for help. After a rough calculation of the things piled up on him, Wen Mingtang really felt that although a capable person would work a lot, Lin Fei, a capable person, really felt too much work.

   After an unknown amount of time, Lin Fei finally spoke again. He looked at Wen Mingtang, and asked her, "Wen Xuance treats you more seriously and busy, and treats you when you have time?"

   Today's Lin Fei asked a lot about Wen Xuance.

Wen Mingtang's eyes flickered. Although people are always more tolerant when dealing with people who have long passed away, and even subconsciously say "good things" about the dead, she is not reluctant to say a few good things, but... Lin Fei today Generally speaking, what you want is the most objective facts, not her one or two words on the scene.

Therefore, after a long silence, Wen Mingtang said: "When he is free, he will take back the text and check how my handwriting is. If Lin Shaoqing wants to ask him if he has cared about me like an ordinary father, has loved me? And if you remember my birthday and celebrate it for me, I can say..." Wen Mingtang took a deep breath, looked at Lin Fei, and shook his head solemnly, "Not at all."

   This is also the Wen Xuance in the memory of the original owner, equivalent to a wooden statue named "Father", without any warm memory. After the Wen's incident happened, the original owner was only afraid to leave Mrs. Wen, and was driven to Yeting, and it was Mrs. Wen who was crying under the quilt in the middle of the night, not Wen Xuance.

  Wen Xuance is very powerful, but in the memory of the original owner, he is not much better than a stranger.

"His energy, care, worries...all these things are put on outside things, not on me." Wen Mingtang said lightly, "Mrs. Wen... to my mother, maybe there is still sadness, Sad, after all, she really admires this famous person all over the world, but to me, he is just a stranger with a name!"

   Stranger... Lin Fei chewed on three thought-provoking words, and when he looked at Wen Mingtang again, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be some indescribable pity inside.

   After a while, he nodded and said, "That's true, I understand."

Wen Mingtang thought about what the servants said when the group of them came to sit down, and after a moment's pause, he couldn't help asking Lin Fei: "Lin Shaoqing, Master Zhao's death is related to the case that caused him to suffer from an old illness. ?”

  When Zhao Mengzhuo came to see off Lao Yuan in an accident, the two thick jackets on his body were uncomfortably tight just by looking at them. Even a seventy-year-old man in better health had never worn them like this. Zhao Mengzhuo was not yet fifty.

  Lin Fei gave a "hmm" and said: "I looked through the cases he has handled over the years, and found that he started to 'understand human feelings', and he became tactful from that case."

   Among Zhao Mengzhuo's clan, the richest one has everything he needs since he was a child. Those who don't work as officials for salary and money mostly like to do it or have this ambition in their hearts. This is just like him.

Zhao Mengzhuo was such a person back then. He changed after an accidental fall into the water and nearly drowned. Before, he thought it was Zhao Mengzhuo who was afraid. He walked in the face of life and death, and he was even more afraid of the coming of death. It should not be his own death.

  Wen Mingtang asked Lin Fei: "Are you going to re-investigate this case? Maybe the murderer is related to this case?"

Lin Fei shook his head and said, "No need!" Then he paused, and said, "The case where Zhao Mengzhuo got involved was a money embezzlement case, and all the officials involved in the case died in a fire after a banquet. inside."

  Wen Mingtang: "..."

  The two fell silent again, there was no need to ask about this matter anymore, it was obviously for the purpose of killing people, and there was no proof.

  After being quiet for a while, Lin Fei looked at her, and spoke again: "In the near future, some noble people may come to you. You don't need to hide what you have to say about all your responses."

  Wen Mingtang nodded, "Yes", and said, "I don't know anything at all."

Looking at the girl who was a step away, Lin Fei's eyes fell on the thick bangs on her forehead and the plain wooden hairpin on the topknot of her head. After a short pause, he said: "Xia Ri It's so hot, I often see that the curtain on your head is covering your head with sweat, after this matter is over, you can remove the curtain."

Before Wen Mingtang could answer, he paused for a while, and then continued: "The old tailor in Qiyi Pavilion in the east of the city is very good at making clothes. My mother has hidden a lot of silk for me over the years. Some were gifted by the palace, and some were bought from Gusu Yuhang, so you can make many beautiful clothes."

  Wen Mingtang's heart stopped suddenly when he heard this: In the past, his actions could be explained by various reasons, but how can he explain what he said today? Which Dali Temple Shaoqing would say these things to the public chef?

Seeing the girl in front of her looking up and looking at him in disbelief, Lin Fei smiled, looked at her with soft eyes, and continued to say: "I also hide things like gold and silver, pearls, and jade. It’s been a while, and it hasn’t been touched in these years. It just so happens that I can find a craftsman to make some pearl and hairpin jewelry, and I will make it according to the most fashionable ones in the city.”

  Wen Mingtang only felt his heart beating like a drum at this moment, as if it was about to pop out of his chest, and only Lin Fei's voice continued to speak in his ears.

   "You can grow some things you often use in the yard of your house, not to mention onions, garlic, and peppers, and you can also grow some mint that you use to make drinks and pastries..."

   "You can set up a grape trellis in the backyard and plant some grapes. In summer, you can drink wine and enjoy the cool..."

  The voice was still as cold as ever, but it didn't make people wake up from the chaos in a **** like usual, but instead dragged people into an irresistible dream, making it difficult to wake up.

  The matter of planting something in the yard of the house and building a grape trellis was mentioned by Wen Mingtang when he was chatting with A Bing Tangyuan.

Wen Mingtang clasped the hands beside her side subconsciously, the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and the pain finally woke her up. To Lin Fei who was speaking in front of her, she coughed, collected herself and said: "Lin Shaoqing..."

  Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Fei's voice. He said, "I have a lot of things to do now, so I'm going to get busy first. Be careful these few days!"

   After saying this, before Wen Mingtang could finish speaking, he turned around and strode away.