idle mistress

Chapter 100 Stinky Porridge
Little did he know that his gorgeous attire and his graceful and dignified demeanor had already aroused the attention and unreasonable speculation of many refugees.

After waiting for about half an hour, there was a commotion ahead, and the porridge shed opened.

Refugees lined up to receive the porridge in an orderly manner.

Zhao Yan secretly observed from the rear, and saw that although the refugee team was numerous, there was no phenomenon of pushing, shoving or scolding, Zhao Yan couldn't help but secretly marveled.

An old man staggered past him after finishing his porridge, probably because he was too hungry. The old man drank the porridge while walking.

There was an unpleasant smell floating in the air. At first Zhao Yan thought it was the smell of the old man, but after careful taste, it was the rotten smell coming from the old man's bowl.

"Old man, please stop." He stopped the old man with one hand.

The old man looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, with a defensive look on his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan quickly said: "You don't have to worry, I don't mean anything malicious, but can you let me have a look at your bowl of porridge."

Seeing that he was well dressed, the old man didn't dare to offend him. Although he was unwilling, he still handed over the bowl to him conscientiously.

The porridge is very thick, but the ingredients are really cheap and no corners are cut.It's just that the sticky porridge had a strange dark green color, and when he took a close sniff, an unpleasant stench rushed into his forehead, causing him to do evil.

"Old man, this porridge shed usually serves this kind of porridge?" he asked.

The old man nodded without doubting him.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan's handsome face was immediately covered with a thousand-year-old ice.Seeing Meng Qi approaching, he unceremoniously put the bowl close to his nose.

Meng Qi quickly covered his nose: "What is it? It's smelly and rotten. Is this something people eat?"

Seeing Zhao Yan's stinky face, he hurriedly shut up.

Zhao Yan returned the bowl to the old man who was waiting at the side, and the old man took the bowl respectfully, as if he was afraid that he would have to grab it again, so he quickly drank again.

Zhao Yan looked around coldly. Everyone was holding stinky rice porridge in their hands. He ordered coldly, "Meng Qi, go and ask what's going on with this porridge?"

Meng Qi also felt that the situation was serious, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he left in a hurry.

After a while, Meng Qi came back and replied: "Your Highness, we misunderstood."

Seeing that the serious look on his face was gone, Zhao Yan asked, "Tell me, what's going on."

"It's like this. In the first few days when the porridge shed was first opened, many Huaicheng locals came to claim it for petty gains. In order to distinguish these people, Shen Dashan added stinky grass to the porridge. It has a foul smell, but it tastes better the more you eat it. It also has the effects of clearing heat and detoxifying, diuresis and reducing swelling.”

Hearing this, Zhao Yan couldn't help being startled, he really misunderstood.

"Let's go to the porridge shed to see what's going on."

When the two came to the porridge shed, the person in charge of the porridge shed was shocked when he heard that the person who came was King Ling, and immediately invited them into the back kitchen with trepidation.

After some inspection, there were indeed bundles of herbs piled up in the back kitchen, which were said to have been shipped from Pingshitang.

I also checked the raw materials used to make porridge, all of which are high-quality rice.

The person in charge was afraid that he might become suspicious, so he took a big bowl out of the porridge pot distributed to the refugees, and gulped it down in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan had nothing to say.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip. The smell was indeed unbearable, but it was not unpleasant to drink, and there was a sweet aftertaste.

This is indeed the best way to deal with being impersonated.

"Who came up with this method?" he asked.

The person in charge replied tremblingly, "It's our shopkeeper Shen."

Hearing this, Meng Qi leaned over and whispered in his ear, "It's that rich businessman known as Shen Dashan."

Zhao Yan nodded, feeling a little fond of Shen Dashan, whom he had never met before.

"Where's shopkeeper Shen? Are you not here?"

The debtor quickly replied: "Our shopkeeper is very busy on weekdays, and I just came to visit once on the day when the porridge shed was opened."

Zhao Yan nodded again: "Succeed, tell your shopkeeper that I will meet him when I have a chance in the future." After finishing speaking, he turned to Meng Qi and confessed: "Meng Qi, you have also seen that the relief stations we will add next , the porridge inside is also like this porridge shed, adding this smelly grass."

"Yes!" Meng Qi quickly accepted the order.

On the same day, Xu Weiqiu heard a report from his subordinates, saying that King Ling personally inspected the porridge shed opened by his family, and left a message saying that he would come to meet him if he had the opportunity.

After hearing this, she immediately turned pale with fright. She was about to be called to him, and nothing serious would happen.

She hastily confessed that once the King of Ling summoned her, she would refuse to meet them on the grounds that she was ill.

Just in case, she also ordered her staff to go to Pingshitang to find Zeng Fengyuan and write a medical certificate, which added a statement that it is not suitable to see people because of the epidemic and repeated illness.

With it, it can be considered foolproof...

Sure enough, as soon as the time came, someone from the Mausoleum Palace came to the firm to invite someone, and this Zhao Yan was indeed a man of action.

She hastily asked someone to submit the medical certificate, which saved her from a difficult situation.

As soon as the people below invited the people from the Mausoleum Palace to leave, Xu Weiqiu didn't dare to stay in the firm for a long time, changed his attire in a hurry, and quietly returned to the Palace.

I heard that on the day she disappeared, someone had already accused her of not returning home for a night in front of Prince Na Ling, and she couldn't justify the crime by herself.

His residence was the same as before, and whether the Prince of Ling returned to his residence seemed to have little to do with him.

As usual, Xu Weiqiu secretly went to Princess Cheng's residence to see her son, and was relieved to see that the child was safe and sound.

Back at his residence, after having dinner and taking a bath, he leaned on the bed and read a book by candlelight.

This is her habit. She always reads a book before going to bed, just like in the 21st century, she has to swipe her phone before going to bed.

The night was very cold, she was covered with a thick brocade quilt, she dozed off after tossing and turning, and after yawning a few times, she lay down under the quilt.

There were still a few pages in the book in her hand, and she planned to read it before going to bed, but after reading it, she couldn't help but go on a tryst with Duke Zhou's son.

Later, when Jin Nuo came in to fill the charcoal fire, seeing that she had fallen asleep, he quietly took the book from her hand, tucked her under the quilt, and then went out.

After sleeping until midnight, Xu Weiqiu turned over and touched a warm object with her hand, and then her hand was held.

This feeling was so wrong, she forced her sleepiness to slowly open her eyes, it was okay if she didn't look at it, but when she looked at it, she was so frightened that a carp stood upright.

Seeing this, the man lying next to her turned his head to look at her, and said naturally, "Ma'am, what, did I wake you up?"

This Madam's call made her tremble all over.

"Your Highness...you, why are you sleeping here?" She felt her tongue was tied.

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