Chapter 412 Mushroom Stewed Chicken and Chicken Soup Noodles (4)
This compliment is a happy thing for the prince. Especially considering Wen Xuance's status at that time, to get this comment from him, it seems that His Majesty was so happy that he couldn't help but share this happy event with his friends.
However, something happened to Wen Xuance, and his status suddenly changed from being sought after by thousands of people to being reviled by thousands of people. Anyone who came into contact with him or encountered him would not get any good results. This matter was no longer worthy of publicity and was suppressed.
Wen Mingtang looked at Lin Fei and felt that the expression on his face was extremely complicated at this moment, as if he vaguely understood something but not completely.
Although she was Wen Xuance's biological daughter, she really didn't understand Wen Xuance.
The night wind was cold, sending chills all over the body. Wen Mingtang looked at Lin Fei, who had a complex expression, and did not say anything to disturb him. He just stood quietly one step away from him, thinking about what he wanted to do.
Lin Fei may have encountered a bottleneck.
This is not surprising. Things in the world are unpredictable, and no matter how smart or powerful a person is, there is no guarantee that he will not encounter a hurdle that is difficult to overcome.
She never thought of leaving all her troubles to Lin Fei to solve.
Everyone knows that he is very smart, and when they encounter difficult problems that cannot be solved, they instinctively turn to him for help. After a rough calculation of the things piled on him, Wen Mingtang really felt that although a capable person worked too much, Lin Fei, a capable person, felt that it was too much work.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Fei finally spoke again. He looked at Wen Mingtang and asked her: "Would Wen Xuance be more serious and busy with you, and treat you when I have free time?"
Today, Lin Fei asked a lot more questions about Wen Xuance.
Wen Mingtang's eyes flickered. Although people at that time were always more tolerant towards people who had died long ago, and would even subconsciously say "nice words" about the deceased, she was not reluctant to say a few nice words, but... Lin Fei today When asking questions like this, what you want is the most objective facts, not her one or two pretentious remarks.
Therefore, after a long silence, Wen Mingtang said: "When he had time, he would memorize the text and check how my handwriting was. If Lin Shaoqing wanted to ask him if he had cared about me and loved me like an ordinary father, "Have you ever remembered my birthday and celebrated my birthday? I can say..." After saying this, Wen Mingtang took a deep breath, looked at Lin Fei, and shook his head solemnly, "None of them."
This is also Wen Xuance in the memory of the original owner. He is the same as a wooden statue named "Father" and has no tender memory. After the incident with the Wen family, the original owner was only afraid of leaving Mrs. Wen. He was driven to Yeting. In the middle of the night, he cried under the quilt and thought about Mrs. Wen, not Wen Xuance.
Wen Xuance was very powerful, but in the memory of the original owner, he was not much better than a stranger.
"His energy, care, worries...all these things are placed on external matters, not on me." Wen Mingtang said lightly, "For Mrs. Wen...my mother, maybe there is Sad and sad, after all, she truly admires this famous person all over the world, but to me, he is just a stranger with a name!"
Stranger... Lin Fei chewed on three intriguing words. When he looked at Wen Mingtang again, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be some unspeakable pity in them.
After a moment, he nodded and said: "That's it, I understand."
Wen Mingtang thought about what the guards said when they came and sat down. After a moment of pause, he couldn't help but ask Lin Fei: "Lin Shaoqing, Mr. Zhao's death is related to the case that caused him to suffer from an old illness. ?”
When Zhao Mengzhuo came to see off Lao Yuan after an accident, the two thick coats he wore were uncomfortably tight just by looking at them. Even an old man in his seventies who was in better health had never worn them like this. Zhao Mengzhuo was not even fifty yet.
Lin Fei said "hmm" and said, "I looked through the cases he has handled over the years and found that he began to 'understand people' and became smooth from that case."
The richest among the Zhao Mengzhuo clan, they have had nothing lacking since childhood. Those who do not work as officials for salary or money, most of them like to do this or have this ambition in their hearts, just like him.
Zhao Mengzhuo was this kind of person back then. After an accidental fall into the water and almost drowning, he changed. Previously, he thought that Zhao Mengzhuo was afraid. He was even more afraid of death after walking in the face of life and death. But now, looking back, he was really afraid. It was terrible. It shouldn't be his own death.
Wen Mingtang asked Lin Fei: "Are you going to re-investigate this case? Maybe the murderer is related to this case?"
Lin Fei shook his head and said "No need!" He paused and then said, "The case that happened to Zhao Mengzhuo was a money embezzlement case. All the officials related to the case died in a fire after a banquet. It’s in.”
Wen Mingtang: "..."
The two fell silent again. There was no need to ask about this matter anymore. It was obvious that they wanted to kill people and silence them without any evidence.
After a moment of silence, Lin Fei looked at her and spoke again: "In the near future, there may be noble people looking for you. There is no need to hide anything in response to the situation."
Wen Mingtang nodded, said "Yeah" and said, "I don't know anything at all."
Looking at the girl who was one step away, Lin Fei's eyes fell on the thick bangs on her forehead and the simple and extremely simple wooden hairpin in the bun on her head. After pausing for a moment, he said: "Xia Tian It's hot, and I often see the curtain on your head covering your head with sweat. When this matter is over, you can remove the curtain."
Without waiting for Wen Mingtang to answer, he paused briefly and continued: "The old tailor in Qiyi Pavilion in the east of the city is very good at making clothes. My mother has hidden a lot of silk fabrics for me over the years. Some are gifts from the palace, while others are bought from Yuhang, Gusu, and can be used to make many beautiful clothes."
When Wen Mingtang heard this, his heart suddenly stopped: In the past, his actions could be explained by various reasons, but how else could he explain his words today? Which Dali Temple young minister would say these words to the public chef?
The girl in front of him raised his head and looked at him in disbelief. Lin Fei smiled, looked at her with soft eyes, and continued: "I also have gold, silver, pearls, and jade hidden there." It's a little old, but it hasn't been touched in these years. By chance, we can find a craftsman to make some hairpin jewelry, just like what's most fashionable in the city now."
Wen Mingtang felt that his heartbeat was beating like a drum at this moment, as if it was about to burst out of his chest. In his ears, he could only hear Lin Fei's voice continuing to speak.
"In the yard of your house, you can plant some things you commonly use, not to mention onions, garlic, and peppers, but you can also plant some mint that you use to make drinks and cakes..."
"You can set up a grape trellis in the backyard and plant some grapes. In summer, you can enjoy wine and enjoy the cool air..."
The voice was still as cold as ever, but it didn't wake people up from the chaos as usual. Instead, it dragged people into an irresistible dream, making it difficult to wake up.
Wen Mingtang had mentioned the matter of planting something and setting up a grape trellis in the yard of his house when he was chatting with Ah Bing Tangyuan. He vaguely remembered that it was the beginning of summer last year, but it was unexpected that he still remembered it.
Wen Mingtang subconsciously clasped her hands at her side, and her nails dug deeply into her flesh. A sharp pain finally made her wake up. Facing Lin Fei who was speaking in front of her, she coughed, composed herself and said: "Lin Shaoqing..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Fei's voice. He said, "I have a lot of things to do now, so I'll go ahead and be careful. You should be careful these days!"
After saying this, before Wen Mingtang could finish his words, he turned around and left with flying strides.