I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

There were two eunuchs standing outside the door. The older one was about thirty years old. He had a broad face and big ears. He looked at Luo Qianhuai's face and body repeatedly with his squinted eyes. The younger one was much thinner. He stood half a step behind the older eunuch with his eyebrows raised, his face expressionless.

"Are you Qiao Jin'er?" The elder eunuch looked at him for a while, with a smile on his lips.

It turned out that these two people did not recognize the little palace maid.

But this is also normal. She had already learned from Jin'er that there were eight to nine thousand registered maids in Dayu Palace. The number of eunuchs was smaller than that of maids, but it was still limited. There are so many people scattered in the huge Weiyang Palace. Unless they live in the same palace or have frequent dealings with each other, most of the other palace residents are strangers to each other.

This Jiaofang Palace was originally remote, and the young palace maid Jin'er was directly assigned here, so not many people knew her.

Since the people in front of her would mistake her for Qiao Jin'er, it meant that they had no direct connection with her late return.

She did not answer directly, but bowed her head in a respectful gesture: "Your Excellency, the internal official, came to Jiaofang Hall. I think you have something to do. I wonder if your maid can help?"

The eunuch raised his eyes and looked behind her, seeing the dilapidation inside the door, and sighed: "Oh, why is such a beautiful little girl assigned to a place like this to endure hardship and hardship?"

His face was full of regret, and his expression was slightly exaggerated, so Luo Qianhuai instinctively felt something was wrong.

She immediately said seriously: "Everywhere you work, you are doing things, and I don't feel any pain."

"Ha, haha." The eunuch didn't seem to expect that she would speak like this. He was startled for a moment and then laughed. He turned around and said to the young eunuch behind him: "Look, he is still a sensible person. Maybe he deserves to be like this." good fortune."

The young eunuch's face was expressionless at first, but now his eyes lightly scanned Luo Qianhuai's face, then he lowered his eyes and bowed: "What the young eunuch said is absolutely correct."

The elder eunuch had long been accustomed to his attitude. He turned around indifferently and saw that Luo Qianhuai was still as indifferent as before. He did not get excited because he mentioned the word "good fortune". He couldn't help but look down upon her again. Two points.

Because of this, he just got down to business.

"I checked the recent palace registers for the past two years. Are you from Qiantang? Did you set up a food stall with your mother before entering the palace?"

Qiantang is Hangzhou in the previous life. The place where Luo Qianhuai was abandoned when he was young was really a small town near Hangzhou.

Of course she understood that the other party was talking about the resume of the palace maid Qiao Jin'er. Since the investigation was so detailed, it meant that what they wanted her to do was probably related to her past.

She couldn't admit it directly, nor could she deny it: "I don't know if the young supervisor is asking about this, but what does the maid need to do?"

The smile on the eunuch's face deepened: "Can you make Qiantang snacks and side dishes?"

This is really the right person to ask. Even if Qiao Jin'er is standing here now, it's impossible for her to know more than she does.

In his previous life, Luo Qianhuai had lived in Suzhou and Hangzhou since he was a child, and he was extremely familiar with Hangzhou cuisine.

She is also a good eater. She has studied and cooked various famous dishes dating back thousands of years, especially various special snacks, such as fermented glutinous rice dumplings with glutinous rice, sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root, Dingsheng cake, braised green onion buns, and Wushan butter cake. Do it decently. But he has to remain humble and low-key in his words: "My servant can only cook some wild food in the market, and the description is vulgar."

"It doesn't matter." The eunuch seemed to be in a good mood: "What I want is the taste of the market. Just follow me."

Luo Qianhuai naturally didn't want to go. Firstly, she was afraid that she would be accidentally recognized and exposed, and secondly, she was also afraid of causing trouble to the real Qiao Jiner, but the other party obviously did not allow her to refuse, and turned around and left as soon as the words came out of her mouth. The young man who had been standing by her side from beginning to end did not move, and only made a "please" gesture towards her.

The situation in front of her did not allow her to hesitate any longer. If they continue to shirk or continue the stalemate, both of them may suffer when the real Qiao Jin'er returns.

She followed the two of them as they walked together, and soon they arrived at the vast square in front of the front hall. They were surrounded by guards wearing heavy armor and holding spears, as well as many courtiers with high hats and sleeves. Walk in a hurry under the guidance.

Luo Qianhuai felt a little guilty and had weak legs. He kept his head half-bowed while walking, not daring to look around for fear of being recognized as a fake.

But she soon discovered that the young prisoner walking in front of her seemed to have a high status. He could talk to anyone he met, and his attitude towards him was warm and flattering. She and the young man next to her were like two transparent decorations, no one noticed at all, and no one came to check.

Luo Qianhuai's courage grew unknowingly. It was finally possible to walk openly and openly in the Weiyang Palace. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage if I didn't take a few more glances? After thinking about this, she simply raised her head. Although it was inconvenient to look around, she could see a lot of things just by looking directly.

Hey, the copper tanks on both sides of the front hall are really huge. Can they hold three to five tons of water? Ah, a group of palace maids and eunuchs walking in the distance are all holding food boxes, right? Looking at such a long list, there may be two to three hundred dishes, and they are obviously the emperor's exclusive court food. Unfortunately, she hasn't had any food or water since last night, and she's even hungrier now.

The unpleasant feeling of hunger made her less interested in sightseeing. The eunuch in front of him stopped at this moment, and went to greet the old eunuchs who were walking across the street. Before he got close, he bowed to the ground and said, "Good day, Chief Jiao."

He did this, and the eunuch behind him quickly pulled Luo Qianhuai, and together they bowed deeply.

Although Jiao's hair was half haired, his face was still rosy. He helped him up weakly with both hands, and his eyes turned slightly on Luo Qianhuai's face: "Young Master Zheng doesn't need to be polite. This person is the gift to His Highness the Eighth Prince." of?"

"The Chief Superintendent's eyes are as bright as a torch!" Young Supervisor Zheng borrowed his strength to stand up straight, and leaned into his ear and said, "Your Highness has not thought about food and tea these past few days, and he has lost weight before his eyes. We have already eliminated several waves of useless chefs, and seeing that there is no one available, we have no choice but to take this step."

"Is she from Shangshan Supervisor?" Superintendent Jiao frowned and looked at Luo Qianhuai's palace maid's uniform with confusion. It was not the unique color of palace maids from Shangshan Supervisor.

"That's not the case." Zheng Shaojian rubbed his hands with a wry smile. He hesitated for a moment before telling the truth: "His Royal Highness's previous meals were mostly handled by the king himself. As you know, she was born in the Qiantang market, so this servant wants to I'm looking for a maid who can cook the snacks over there, maybe it will suit His Highness's taste, but this matter can only be done but cannot be said."

"I see." Jiao Jiao's expression softened a lot: "Young Master Zheng is attentive. Your Highness's body is extremely important, so even if you commit some taboos, it is understandable."

"Thank you, Chief Superintendent!" Young Supervisor Zheng bowed deeply again. When he stood up, he wiped a few drops of cold sweat with his hands and forehead: "My slave, please leave."

He turned around and winked at the two people behind him, then turned and left.

Luo Qianhuai was in a daze. He was pulled by the young man, and then he looked away and followed him one step at a time.

She just glanced curiously at the two groups of eunuchs following Supervisor Jiao, but she didn't expect to see a pair of extremely familiar cold eyes.