After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 164 Unexpectedly Found Zhang Yougen
Jiang Zhao trotted all the way to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake, so as not to make Simubai wait for a long time.

"Seller, here are two packs of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

In this era, the stall owners who call this kind of liquidity are called hawkers, and only the owners of those physical stores are eligible to be called shopkeepers.

Jiang Zhao handed over ten Wen to the stall owner, and on the stall was written Ten Wen for Osmanthus Cake on a wooden board.

The stall owner took Jiang Zhao's money, opened the steamer, and immediately, a stream of white steam overflowed.

There is also an aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus in the steam.

Although the sweet-scented osmanthus in the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is only available in autumn, these hawkers pick the sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn and then dry it, so you can enjoy the taste of autumn even in the cold and windy winter.

While the vendor was packing sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for himself, Jiang Zhao looked around idly to see if there was anything delicious to pack back, so that he could add something to dinner at night.

There seems to be a stall selling salted salted duck over there. The sauced salted duck last time tasted pretty good, and I can buy one back later.

Jiang Zhao was thinking about it in his heart.

but.

Suddenly she found that she seemed to catch a familiar figure in her peripheral vision.

She turned her head to look at the street behind her to see who gave her this familiar feeling.

After turning his head, he saw a familiar face. When the man saw someone looking at him, he also turned his head to look.

Jiang Zhao quickly turned his head, stopped looking at him, and shouted in a rough voice: "Boss, how long are you here? Why haven't you packed it yet?"

The honest peddler was caught off guard by Jiang Zhao's shout, his hands trembled, and the osmanthus cake in his hand was almost thrown away.

Jiang Zhao stared at the man from the corner of his eye. After the man passed by him, he ran to the stall at the hawker station at the speed of light, and squatted down to observe the man.

The peddler who was still packing osmanthus cake for Jiang Zhao looked at her with some doubts. She yelled at him just because he was a little slow in packing, and now he walked in. Could it be that he was going to beat himself up?
If you beat yourself, will you resist?

But she is still wearing an official uniform, and she is an official servant. If I beat her, will I be arrested?

But if she hits herself for no reason, wouldn't she be a bit of a coward if she didn't fight back?
Jiang Zhao had just squatted down, and the hawker had already imagined various endings in his mind.

"This lord?"

He asked, his voice trembling a little, for fear that Jiang Zhao would do something bad to him.

But Jiang Zhao just put a finger near his mouth, signaling him not to speak, and took out a few taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to him, telling him to pack it well and stop looking at him.

The peddler took the silver and grinned. He would have to sell osmanthus cakes for half a month to earn the two taels of silver.

He even moved aside to make room for Jiang Zhao.

Where Jiang Zhao squatted, he saw the man stop at the gate of the Imperial Academy and knocked on the gate of the Imperial Academy.

From Jiang Zhao's point of view, the concierge originally wanted to invite him in, but the man waved his hand, and the concierge went in by himself.

The eyes of the man who stayed outside looked into the Imperial Academy from time to time.

Sometimes I turned my head and looked around, like a thief, for fear that others would find me.

That being the case, why not put a veil on his face, Jiang Zhao thought to himself.

The person who turned around from time to time and could see the face, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhang Yougen who Jiang Zhao and the others had been looking for for a long time?
Jiang Zhao prayed in his heart, at this time, Simu Bai could go and not come out from inside.

There are Du Yuebin and Jing Huarong, whom Jiang Zhao has always suspected, in the Hanlin Academy. I don't know who will come out to see him in a while.

During this period, several people came out of the Hanlin Academy, but none of them greeted Zhang Yougen. Presumably, they either looked down on Zhang Yougen's status as a slave or were unfamiliar with him.

After all, he is just a servant now, not a good citizen.

After a while, a man in a scarlet official uniform came out. Zhang Yougen saw him coming out, and immediately went up to him.

Song Hongyi?
How could it be him?
There are a hundred thousand whys in Jiang Zhao's heart at this moment.

She thought that it would be Du Yuebin, or Jing Huarong, or someone else who would come out of it.

But Du Du never thought that it would be Song Hongyi, the master of the Hanlin Academy.

Because they were too far away, Jiang Zhao couldn't hear what the two were saying, and could only see Zhang Yougen nodding and bowing respectfully to Song Hongyi.

But Song Hongyi frowned, and after knowing what Zhang Yougen said to him, Song Hongyi nodded arrogantly.

Then Song Hongyi returned to the Imperial Academy, and Zhang Yougen also left the gate of the Imperial Academy.

After both of them left, Jiang Zhao walked out of the stall thoughtfully.

She never expected that the person behind Zhang Yougen would be Song Hongyi.

No.

Maybe not, it's just that the people behind Zhang Yougen asked him to come to Song Hongyi.

After all, Song Hongyi alone could not suppress the Minister of Household Affairs and the Governor of Kyoto, and made a minister of Dali Temple too afraid to say his name.

Jiang Zhao wanted to follow, but she was a Confucian scholar, so it would be fine if she was not discovered, but if she was discovered, the people behind her would probably kill her.

At this time, the peddler handed her the sweet-scented osmanthus cake Jiang Zhao had bought, and Jiang Zhao took it casually. It was three packs.

She looked at the peddler suspiciously, with a questioning look in her eyes.

The stall owner grinned and said, "This is for your lord, and you can't just take two taels of silver from your lord."

After Jiang Zhao thanked the stall owner, he wandered around the other stalls for a while, but he was not in the mood to buy anything anymore. It was just to pass the time, so as not to follow Song Hongyi in and get caught.

Since we can meet Zhang Yougen today, we will definitely meet him in the future, and there is no rush at this moment.

After wandering outside for a while, she reckoned that the time to diverge from Song Hongyi would not attract people's attention, so she went back.

Jiang Zhao came to the public kitchen of the Imperial Academy with an osmanthus cake.

Si Mubai was waiting for Jiang Zhao to have dinner together. When he saw Jiang Zhao came back, he asked, "Why did you come back so late?"

Jiang Zhao smiled, sat down and said, "I was delayed shopping for a while."

Now this is not the place to talk about it. After all, walls have ears, and there are so many ears here, so it's better to go home and talk about it.

Si Mubai handed Jiang Zhao a pair of chopsticks, and the two began to eat.

Si Mubai hadn't even started waiting for Jiang Zhao before, and the food was a little cold now, but fortunately, it didn't affect it.

After the two had lunch, they went back to their study rooms.

After work in the afternoon, Jiang Zhao went back to his room, still thinking about meeting Zhang Yougen in the afternoon.

For so long, they have not found out who is behind them.

It's hard to meet Zhang Yougen now, but I still don't know who the person behind Zhang Yougen is, anyway, it definitely can't be Song Hongyi.

He is at best an accomplice, not a mastermind.

Looking at the clothes on Zhang Yougen's body today, it looks like the clothes of a servant, but I don't know which servant it is.

Jiang Zhao's eyes are still locked on Jing Huarong and Du Yuebin.

(End of this chapter)