Chapter 406 Assorted Golden Rice (7)
After eating the broken gold rice, Liang Hongjin accompanied her to pack up the pots, pans, pots and pans that were temporarily used in the palace, but did not take them away again.
The kitchen was closed, and she was still coming to look for Wen Mingtang in the past few days. She might not know when there would be a need for these guys.
Although Wen Mingtang's house is not big, fortunately, except for a few clothes and a stack of story books, there are no other items. Therefore, both the treasure shelf and the cabinet are empty, so there is definitely room to put these few items. Things.
Looking at the empty cupboards and treasure racks, while moving the pots and pans up, Liang Hongjin couldn't help but said: "It seems that you are not planning to stay here longer. After living here for nearly a year, you are not here." No decorations were added.”
Hearing this, Wen Mingtang responded: "I've only stayed for a year, and I don't know if I can stay longer...Besides, you also know my preferences. I don't have to rely on him to do the decorations."
Liang Hongjin said "hmm" when she heard this, nodded and muttered "that's right", then placed the small stove on the bottom of the Duobao shelf, stood up and said: "It seems that before it stabilizes, After all, this small stove that can be carried around is the most worry-free."
Wen Mingtang smiled, lowered his eyes, and looked at the small stove that had been used for several years. When he asked Zhang Caimai to build such an irregular small stove, how could he have imagined that this thing could be used today?
"So, we still need a place where we can completely settle down!" Wen Mingtang looked at Xiaolu and couldn't help but sigh.
She wants to have a house of her own.
This idea is not only held by the people of Dayong today, but also by most people in modern society thousands of years later.
This is probably the longing for home in people's bones, just like trees and leaves looking for roots, wanting a place to take root.
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It was almost Haishi when Liang Hongjin was sent away. When she came back from the door, the lights in the front and middle offices of Dali Temple were still bright. Wen Mingtang deliberately slowed down his steps and went back to wash up and rest.
When I woke up the next day, it was already bright.
Looking at the bright sky outside, Wen Mingtang couldn't help laughing at herself: If this had been a year ago, she might not have had time to make breakfast this morning.
It's probably because I've been sleeping day and night at Tangyuan's place for the past few days, and I've become quite tired, so I'm used to sleeping in.
After getting up and washing up, Wen Mingtang expertly tied her hair into a simple bun and walked out of the yard. When passing by the lobby, there were still many officials and servants walking around. I don't know if it was because the people had changed, or because they went to bed later than her and got up earlier than her.
Originally not wanting to disturb them, he left quietly. When Clinker was about to walk out of the lobby of the front office, he bumped into two guards.
"Hey, Master Wen!" One of the guards immediately stopped and said hello when he saw her.
Wen Mingtang immediately recognized him as the guard named Tong Zhang, so he nodded and said hello, "Do you like the tea eggs?"
Tong Zhang nodded, smiled, a hint of shyness appeared on his delicate face, and said, "I like it, my mother-in-law wants me to thank Master Wen!"
The guard named Hong Huang on the side originally thought that he "doesn't exist", but when he heard this, he couldn't help but poked Tong Zhang with his elbow, winked and said with a smile: "Auntie also asked. There are many questions about Master Wen’s age and temperament..."
Wen Mingtang would not fail to understand the repeated verbal hints of the guard named Hong Huang. However, she felt that these had little to do with her, because Tong Zhang's mother-in-law didn't care about her identity as the daughter of a criminal official. After learning that she was Wen Xuance's daughter, and was being targeted by officials like Du Lingmou, she would never do it again. Focus on her.
Because he thought it was impossible, Wen Mingtang's face was calm, and he still had the faint smile that he used to express polite greetings, but he didn't hear anything. When Hong Huang's words were almost finished, Wen Mingtang prepared to leave with the excuse that he had not eaten the morning meal yet and wanted to go out to eat the morning meal.
Clinker, at this moment, a voice came from behind.
"Why are you two standing here? Fang Qi is about to go to Zhaixing Tower again."
The voice was as calm as ever, but whether it was an illusion or not, Wen Mingtang always felt that there seemed to be an indescribable coldness in his tone.
Wen Mingtang raised his head and looked with Tong Zhang and Hong Huang towards the person who made the noise - Lin Fei, only to see that he was holding a half-eaten steamed bun wrapped in oil paper in his hand.
Fan Ji's Roujiamo was the same Roujiamo that Lin Fei snatched from her at Tongmingmen last time, oh no, took it away.
The public kitchen was not open, so he had to go out to buy something to eat. This was the morning meal that Lin Fei specially asked Ping An to queue up to buy.
Seeing the three people looking at him at this time, Lin Fei glanced at Tong Zhang and Hong Huang. They both knew that it was not appropriate to delay at this time, especially Hong Huang had just made a playful joke, so they agreed after hearing the words. He said "yes", then turned around and nodded slightly to Wen Mingtang, and left quickly.
After Tong Zhang and Hong Huang left, they faced Lin Fei. There was no big emotion on that face, and it seemed to be the same as usual. But for some reason, Wen Mingtang still felt a bit of Lin Fei's displeasure.
She originally thought that he would also say a few words to her, but she didn't think so. He turned around and returned to the lobby without saying anything.
When Wen Mingtang saw this, he paused on the spot, then walked out of the Yamen.
Just now she was still thinking about what to buy as a morning meal, but seeing Lin Fei eating the meat bun reminded her that it was not too late now, she could go to the queue in front of Fan Jimen and buy a meat bun as a morning meal or something.
While thinking about the meat buns, Wen Mingtang stepped out of the yamen. His thoughts were not on the person beside him, nor did he see a handsome young man with a good appearance and well-dressed under the tree with a crooked neck outside the yamen.
So, until the "handsome young man" suddenly walked quickly to her side and called "Sister Mingtang", Wen Mingtang was startled and instinctively reached out to touch her waist.
Fortunately, the soft sword on his waist was cold, and Wen Mingtang was so grateful for the touch that he came to his senses and did not draw out the soft sword to stab him.
After standing still, he raised his eyes to look at the young master who suddenly appeared in front of him... Wen Mingtang only glanced at him and subconsciously avoided him.
Without him, the moment he saw him, Wen Mingtang seemed to have been forced into many images in his mind, giving him a splitting headache.
Her head hurt so much that Wen Mingtang didn't care about anything else and just held her forehead. Cold sweat kept pouring from her forehead, but the voice of this person "Sister Mingtang" kept ringing in her ears.
After shouting a few times, this close voice seemed to echo the many torn images in my mind: For a moment, this person fanned the folding fan in his hand and said, "Sister Mingtang came to Jiangnan at the right time." "The scenery here is the best"; for a moment, this person said to "her" affectionately, "You and I have known each other since childhood, and our childhood sweethearts' love is incomparable to anyone. Don't worry, sister Mingtang, you are the only one in my heart." , marrying her is just a temporary measure, just to take into account the overall situation."; and then I heard this person say, "Don't worry, sister Mingtang, I have made all the arrangements. Although the princess is as beautiful as a fairy, she has a poisonous mind, which is not as good as Mingtang. Sister Tang, are you kind? I was afraid that something would happen to you and she would kill you, so I thought it would be better to set up a trap where you fake your death first..."
As soon as the word "fake death" came out, veins popped up on Wen Mingtang's forehead, and he subconsciously cursed: "Fake your mother..." Before the word "death" was uttered, a sharp shout was heard from not far away.
"In front of the Yamen of Dali Temple, how can this young man tug at my chef?"
The voice was so cold, as if a basin of cold water had been poured down on his head. Wen Mingtang was startled, and his dizzy mind suddenly became clear. When he came to his senses, he realized that Lin Fei was standing there. At the door of the Yamen, he was still holding the unfinished half of the meat bun in his hand.
However, his face was not as calm as before, but looked towards this side with obvious coldness.
And she... Wen Mingtang glanced at herself subconsciously. She was holding her forehead. The "handsome young man" who was familiar with him had already held her arm, intending to pull her hand off her forehead.
This movement is really "pull and pull", and it's not empty at all.