After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 12 Wenxintang

Qin Baozhu's craftsmanship is really good, especially the braised beef, the sauce is rich and delicious.

Ye Qinghuai was a little surprised.

She always thought that the taste of the imperial dining room in the palace should be the best in the world, but she didn't expect that the dishes of ordinary people's homes could be so delicious.

If I have to say it, the dishes in the palace are like exquisite beauties, with pearls and hairpins all over her hair, every frown and smile seems to be carved on it, neat and orderly, but only a little less angry.

But the dishes on the table in front of him looked like Qin Baozhu. Although he was dressed plainly, he was lively and full of vitality.

The only pity was that Ye Qinghuai had only eaten one piece, and there was only half of a pot of braised beef left.

Ye Qinghuai had to admire Qin Yang's speed of eating meat.

"Eat less, the beef is not easy to digest!" When Qin Yang stretched out his chopsticks to the side of the beef, Qin Baozhu quickly tapped it with the chopsticks, his words were full of disgust.

Qin Yang was two heads taller than Qin Baozhu, even when he was sitting, he was taller than her by a large margin, but after being hit by her, he immediately retracted his hand in aggrieved manner like a child who has done something wrong.

Ye Qinghuai looked at the two of them and couldn't help laughing: "You two look like siblings."

Qin Yang looked up at Ye Qinghuai, his eyes suddenly became straight, and he blurted out: "Brother He, you look so pretty when you smile."

He spoke quickly, causing everyone at the table to look at Ye Qinghuai.

It was the first time Ye Qinghuai heard such an evaluation when she was so old, she couldn't help being startled, and even the smile on her face froze.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the table was a little awkward.

It was Qin Baozhu who was the first to react. She took a piece of beef and threw it heavily into Qin Yang's bowl, saying, "What are you talking about? Even eating meat can't stop your mouth!"

Qin Yang stopped talking embarrassingly, while carefully observing Qin Baozhu's face, he picked up the beef and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Young master, don't worry, my brother is used to being outspoken, and he didn't mean to offend." Qin Baozhu smiled at Ye Qinghuai.

Ye Qinghuai also said: "No problem. Brother Qin has a straightforward personality, and my younger brother is very envious."

Only then did the atmosphere relax again.

"Master He, I heard from Qin Yang that this time you are going to Beijing to come to Xunwen School to sacrifice wine?" asked an old man at the same table. He had silver hair and spoke slowly but clearly. The sixtieth year has passed.

"Yes. Do you dare to be this gentleman?" Ye Qinghuai stopped her chopsticks and made a cursive salute with her hands.

"My lord, I don't dare to be a gentleman. I am the shopkeeper of this Wenxintang, my surname is Hu, and they all call me Uncle Hu. If you don't mind my lord, you can also call me Uncle Hu."

Ye Qinghuai nodded and said, "Uncle Hu."

Uncle Hu smiled gratifiedly, and said, "Is the young master a disciple of offering sacrifices to wine?"

"That's not true. My father had studied in a literary school for several years, and he often talked about sacrificial wine with his students, and he always admired him when he talked about it. Therefore, he told me to visit the literary school once or twice when I went to Beijing."

Uncle Hu nodded and said, "Your father must be a man of integrity. He has been away from Shengjing for some time, right?"

Ye Qinghuai thought for a while and said, "It's been ten years."

"No wonder." Uncle Hu sighed and said, "The literary school is no longer the literary school it was ten years ago, and Shengjing is not what it used to be. Jijiu, alas, Jijiu is no longer the Literary School's sacrificial wine. .”

His words were full of helplessness, and his loss was beyond words.

"Uncle Hu, what do you say?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

Uncle Hu shook his head and sighed again, as if he couldn't bear to speak out.

"Government corruption is rampant, and cliques are rampant in the court. In today's Shengjing, the powerful can commit crimes in the streets, but the common people die on the streets. There are more than [-] officials in Beijing, and no one cares about them. Occasionally, those who dare to speak out are like sacrificial wine. I am a prisoner. Shengjing ten years ago, it must have been a different scene." A man sitting next to Uncle Hu said suddenly.

Only then did Ye Qinghuai notice him.He was born with a handsome appearance and a gentle appearance. He seemed to be only in his 20s, but there was a bit of aloofness in his eyes that could see through the world, and his words were even more merciless.

"Yuxiu!" Uncle Hu raised his voice and stopped him.

But the man gave a dry laugh and said, "Uncle Hu, even if the Ministry of Punishment arrests me tomorrow and goes to court, I will still say the same thing. I have been reading sage books since I was five years old. Being able to be an official for the country, admonish the king at the top, and sympathize with the people at the bottom. Now the top cannot admonish the king, and the bottom cannot sympathize with the people.” He shook his head and said with a wry smile, “I’m a scholar with nothing to use, what else should I be afraid of?”

"Nonsense! If your father knows that you are so discouraged, how can you rest in peace?" Uncle Hu seemed really angry, and he even spoke a little faster.

The man's eyes darkened, and Ye Qinghuai noticed that he had a pair of beautiful eyes. When he lowered his eyes, the long eyelashes covered half of them, and he only heard him say: "Uncle Hu, you also know my Why did father die? With his temperament, if he is still alive, he will only be stronger than me."

After finishing speaking, he put down his chopsticks, stood up, glanced at Ye Qinghuai, saluted her hastily, and left the hall.

"Oh, this kid." After he left, Uncle Hu sighed again, then raised his head and smiled at Ye Qinghuai, "Don't worry about Mr. He. He is Jijiu's personal disciple, and he has been by Jijiu's side since he was a child. He was the most uncomfortable when the wine sacrifice happened this time."

"Jijiu, what happened?" Ye Qinghuai's expression became serious, and she suddenly felt that things might be more terrifying than she imagined.

"The sacrificial wine was taken away by the Ministry of Punishment." Qin Yang, who had been eating meat, interrupted, "A few days ago, the three divisions had a joint trial, and I heard that he was about to be exiled. But the edict hasn't come down yet."

"How many of you know, what happened to the wine sacrifice?"

"It is said that he preached reactionary ideas in class." Qin Yang chewed on the meat, talking a little dull, and after swallowing, he said, "Where is there any reactionary ideas, in fact, it is just a few words of truth. To say This is a reaction, and the wine sacrifice was not the first day of the reaction. There was nothing wrong before, but this time he was suddenly thrown into prison, there must be other reasons."

After Qin Yang finished speaking, he felt the anger from around him, he turned his head to look at Qin Baozhu, and said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth."

Qin Baozhu glared at him angrily, but said nothing.

Several people were silent for a while, Ye Qinghuai asked: "Then do you know the real reason why Jijiu was arrested?"

Uncle Hu shook his head and said, "It happened so suddenly, no one knows the real reason."

"Where is the sacrificial wine now?"

Ye Qinghuai recalled that Jingjiwei asked her for bribes during the day, and from what Jingjiwei said, Jijiu should still be alive.

"I know, I'm in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice." After Qin Yang finished speaking, seeing Ye Qinghuai's serious eyes, he said again, "But you won't see him."

Ye Qinghuai looked back and nodded.

Qin Yang was right, the Ministry of Punishment couldn't let people see Jijiu easily.

"Thank you for your hospitality, it's getting late, I have to say goodbye." Ye Qinghuai bowed to several people one by one, it was already dark outside, and she had to go back to the palace.

"Where are you going?" Qin Yang asked.

Ye Qinghuai was taken aback by his question, and then remembered her stepmother's house, and replied: "He has relatives in Beijing, and this time he is going to Beijing to join relatives."

Unexpectedly, Qin Yang asked, "Where do your relatives live?"

"Pingning Square." Ye Qinghuai said.That is indeed where the He residence is located, and now her uncle is in charge of the household.

"Then you can't go, you can stay here for one night today." Qin Yang said.

"Why?" Ye Qinghuai was puzzled.

"I don't know what happened yesterday. There is a curfew in Shengjing City, and the upper district is especially strict. Pingningfang is in Shangcheng District, so I'm afraid you won't be able to get through it." It was Qin Baozhu who answered. Seeing Ye Qinghuai's suspicious expression, she said again, "If you don't believe me, young master, you can go to the door and have a look. At this hour, there should be only guards patrolling the road."

(End of this chapter)