Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 392
Murong Yu smiled lightly: "Everything is the same, no matter how much a person's handwriting changes, he will still have his own unique style. What's more, those who do such bad things are the kitchen servants, and they are not literati who dance around every day. , Where can the handwriting go?"

People who do such bad things are instigated by the concubine or the concubine of Beijun, so they must have made perfect preparations. However, they have Zhang Liang's plan, and Murong Yu also has a wall ladder: "Come on, please go to Shuntian Mansion to take charge of it." The handwriting appraiser is here!"

Princess Beijun's gaze turned cold, and she said with a smile: "Yu'er, family ugliness should not be publicized, let's deal with this trivial matter in private, let's not disturb Shuntian Mansion!"

"Second Aunt, it has something to do with the reputation of the Chuxuan Palace, how can it be considered a trivial matter!" Murong Yu smiled slightly, his clear eyes were serious and careful: "Grandma handed the Chuxuan Palace into my hands, and I will do my best to manage it. Letting these servants turn the sky upside down one by one, and make the palace upside down, wouldn't it be a betrayal of my grandmother's trust in me."

Princess Beijun smiled brightly, but there was a cold light lingering in her eyes: "Yu'er was polite, I was negligent!"

Shuxuan Mansion invites you, Shuntian Mansion dares to neglect, Fu Yin personally brought the handwriting appraisal master over, and all the servants in the kitchen were called to Anyan Hall, copying the fake menu with a piece of paper and a pen every day.

Murong Yu sat at the mahogany square table, sipping the tea in his cup, raised his eyes slightly, and saw the chef who was copying the recipe among the crowd, she was so calm, could it be that the master of Zhu Ding's handwriting identification couldn't find out what the recipe was? she wrote...

The people from Shuntian Mansion were summoned by Murong Yu's impromptu plan. When Princess Beijun objected, her eyes were a little unnatural. They probably didn't bribe them...

A shadow passed by before Murong Yu's eyes, and Murong Yu looked intently, but it was Ouyang Shaoling who sat on the mahogany table next to her, looked at the kitchen servants who were in full swing, copying the recipes, and smiled slightly: "Sister-in-law is really serious about her work!"

"It's the responsibility, we have to take it seriously!" Murong Yu put down the teacup in his hand, and swept everyone present with cold eyes: "Prince Chuxuan's mansion is in order in the hands of the concubine, I can't let it be a mess in my hands !"

Ouyang Shaoling's smile deepened: "My cousin has a sister-in-law as a good helper, it's really a blessing!"

"My cousin won the award, Shaoxian and I are destined!" Murong Yu doesn't know if there is any meaning to Ouyang Shaoling's words, but she felt awkward listening to these words, as if Ouyang Shaoxian was relying on someone. Only with some blessings can she marry Murong Yu.

"Have sister-in-law and cousin known each other for a long time?" Ouyang Shaoling looked sideways, with a handsome demeanor and a bright smile. I believe that few women in the world can resist his slight smile.

"It's been more than three years!" Murong Yu raised his eyes and looked at Ouyang Shaoling. Apart from being polite, he was polite, and there was no other emotion in his cold eyes. Excellent, but she couldn't catch her eyes.

"Three years is indeed enough to get to know each other. Do you meet often?" Ouyang Shaoling still smiled, with a relaxed expression, as if he was chatting with others.

"When the imperial palace or the high-ranking nobles are hosting a banquet, we meet by chance!" Shaoxian has already passed his filial piety, and Ouyang Shaoling's overt and secret spying is probably because he intends to bring up the old story again and impeach Ouyang Shaoxian for being unfilial during his filial piety.

The king of Beijun, the concubine, and Ouyang Shaoling are all closely watching Ouyang Shaoxian's every move. At the critical moment, they must not make any mistakes. Otherwise, if they catch them, Ouyang Shaoxian and Murong Yu will fall into a very passive situation. .

"In this way, you haven't met many times, and you don't fully understand each other's character and temper, right?"

Murong Yu smiled softly: "My cousin seems to be very interested in the matter between me and Shaoxian!"

Ouyang Shaoling's smile remained the same: "I haven't seen my cousin for many years, and I want to know more about his hobbies and interests, and we also have common topics for chatting."

"Shaoxian is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He never expresses concern for his relatives, but he always takes them to heart. You can directly ask him about his likes and interests. This is already a very good topic!"

Ouyang Shaoling is a very smart person, and Murong Yu clearly sensed that he was asking her about Shaoxian on the sidelines, so she quickly changed the subject. She would never reveal Ouyang Shaoxian's secret to anyone. .

The servant girl of the palace stepped forward: "Princess Princess, all the recipes for the servants in the kitchen have been written!"

Murong Yu took out the recipe given to her by the new cook: "Take it and let the master appraise it. Be sure to find the person who copied this recipe!"

"Yes!" The little maid agreed, and quickly walked towards Master Shuntian Mansion with the menu in her hand.

Qin'er added new tea, Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoling talked for a long time, thirsty, picked up the teacup, sipped the tea, inadvertently looked sideways, saw the recipe in the little maid's hand was blown away by the wind, she quickly walked a few steps to catch up On the ground, when the hand stretched out to pick up the paper, the wide sleeve fell to the ground, covering all the paper. After a moment, the sleeve was away from the ground, and he walked towards the master with a recipe in his hand.

Murong Yu pursed his lips into a smile, put down the teacup in his hand, supported Qin'er's hand, and walked towards the cook, maid and others in the kitchen, who dared to play tricks in front of him and killed himself.

Ouyang Shaoling glanced at the neatly arranged kitchen servants, Shuntian Fuyin, and Murong Yu who walked towards them gracefully, smiled slightly, picked up the teacup on the table, lowered his eyelids, and lightly sipped the tea in the cup, calmly and strategically , as if he had already seen everything.

"Master, the recipe!" The servant girl smiled politely and handed the recipe to the master who identified the handwriting.

"Are you sure this is the recipe I gave you?" Murong Yu stepped forward, glanced at the recipe, a cold light flickered in his cold eyes.

The little servant girl fluttered her two big eyes, with doubts and incomprehension flashing in her eyes: "This is the recipe that this servant took from the concubine Shizi, that's right!"

Murong Yu smiled coldly: "The recipe I gave you was written the day before yesterday. Although the new cook has copied the words on it with paper, the ink has penetrated a bit, but it has been a long time and the handwriting is dry. Look at the recipe in your hand. This recipe, although the ink is not bright, but there is a faint fragrance of ink in the wind, and the paper is still very new, it is clearly written not long ago, who bought you to change the recipe?" The last sentence, Murong Yu's tone became more serious, the little maid trembled from her fierce aura, her little hand holding the menu trembled suddenly, but she stubbornly bit her lip, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)