Chapter 434 Spring Plate Gourd Chicken (9)

After lunch, Wen Mingtang and Zhao Sishan sat in the hall and started chatting. Over the pot of hawthorn tea, the two chatted about the events in Ye Ting over the years, from being punished by nobles to being punished by palace officials. Taking into account the ups and downs of the nobles in the palace, they have seen that the fastest person they have ever seen goes from being favored to falling out of favor in just half a day.

Wen Mingtang looked at the green onions sprouting in the yard outside the window, and felt as if time was flying by.

The two made lunch, and the matter of evening meal naturally fell on A Bing and Tang Yuan.

How did Ah Bing and Tangyuan know each other and how they got along with each other this year? Ah Bing and Tangyuan had already told Zhao Sishan. Looking at Ah Bing and Tangyuan happily running to the kitchen to prepare the evening meal, Zhao Sishan said: " Their hands and feet are quite diligent, their brains are not dull, and they are willing to learn. These two children are quite good."

"Yes, everything was going well, but who would have thought that something would happen to Lao Yuan." Wen Mingtang sipped the hawthorn tea in his mouth. When talking about this incident, except that he lamented that God would never see it perfect, his expression remained normal.

"Although Ah Bing's parents are not good, they are not so evil," Zhao Sishan said lightly, "In the end, they are just ordinary people who always plan for themselves first. They are not like Ah Bing. If you have any feelings for Tangyuan, you must have a steelyard in your mind, and put Tangyuan and Ah Bing on both sides of the scale. Originally, Tangyuan and Ah Bing were equal, but now that Tangyuan has lost their father, they are no longer equal in their eyes. .”

"Fortunately, Ah Bing is not bad." Wen Mingtang nodded, looked at the indifferent Zhao Sishan, and said, "This matter of marriage between a man and a woman involves emotions, so it doesn't need to be so clear-cut. Both of them have skills. , I’m not afraid that I won’t be able to find a good future.”

When Zhao Sishan, who was holding a teacup and drinking tea, heard this, he raised his eyelids and looked at Wen Mingtang: "Mingtang girl, you don't need to remind me of the incident between A Bing and Tangyuan. The matter between me and him will not be resolved until Zhao Dalang resolves it. It’s a no-brainer.”

He was referring to no one else but Zhang Caimai, who had always been considerate to Zhao Sishan.

Anyone who can get a purchasing position in the palace must have some connections in his family.

There are many living beings in the world, but most of them are ordinary people. Putting aside the storybook and returning to reality, a well-connected palace buyer like Zhang Caimai is really a hot commodity. As soon as they heard that he wanted to marry a wife, many matchmakers took the initiative to take over this inevitable job.

Zhang Caimai had been working with his family for so many years, and his family was relieved and could accept Zhao Sishan as the minister who left the palace. But Zhao Sishan knew in his heart that the Zhang family could accept him, but they could never accept the lingering ghost of Zhao Dalang, who was sucking blood like a leech.

After an afternoon, they had enough to sigh and look back on. Zhao Sishan and Wen Mingtang looked at the sky outside, got up, and went to eat the evening meal that A Bing and Tangyuan had been busy making all afternoon.

Still familiar with the same taste and technique, Zhao Sishan glanced at Wen Mingtang: At a glance, he knew it was Mingtang's girl who taught him.

After eating the evening meal, we went out to watch the Lantern Festival on the Lantern Festival.

The streets were naturally lively, especially for Zhao Sishan, who had been detained in the palace for so many years before watching the lantern show on the streets of Chang'an City again. It felt like he was in another world.

There were naturally a lot of people at the lantern festival. Officers and soldiers dispatched from the Chang'an government office and various government offices were patrolling the streets. Every festival, especially the Lantern Festival, is the time when lovers elope, kidnappers sell, and children are stolen to make the most money. In addition, there are fire problems caused by lantern festivals and candlelight festivals. Therefore, all yamen that have already experienced this have Stand ready.

Looking at the cold-faced officers and soldiers on the street, I wonder if this battle is too formal and I don't want to watch the lantern festival under these people's noses. Therefore, there were a lot fewer people at the lantern festival than they thought.

Just when Wen Mingtang thought like this, she got the answer Tang Yuan asked for, but she was wrong!

"All the cities and towns have made preparations for the Lantern Festival this year. Some have invited theater troupes to set up stages to sing operas, some have invited jugglers to perform, and some have held poetry and lantern festivals. Many people have left." It doesn't look crowded. The lantern festival went smoothly, Tang Yuan said, "I heard that a large amount of money was prepared as a reward..."

This sentence is the key! Wen Mingtang and Zhao Sishan looked at each other and smiled. They just smiled and felt that something was wrong. Their expressions became condensed. Wen Mingtang asked Tangyuan: "Where did you get the silver and gold reward?"

It's not surprising that a small city would be rewarded with a lot of money. Maybe some wealthy people would pay for it, but all the small cities... This is not a small amount of money. Even if a wealthy gentry comes up with this money, it will take more than just money to move the area around the market.

If not, wouldn't there be a few wealthy gentry in Chang'an City? I've been doing this for years.

As the wind blew, Tangyuan rubbed his eyes, bit his lower lip, and said, "I heard... it was the money allocated by the Internal Affairs Yamen. It was said that last year the Internal Affairs Yamen increased revenue and reduced expenditures, and there was a lot of surplus. I specially used it to enjoy the people. "

Hearing this, the expressions of Wen Mingtang and Zhao Sishan turned cold. After a while, Zhao Sishan couldn't help but said: "What are you doing? It's a good thing to have fun with the people, but you can't exchange money for compassion with human lives. Take it out and have fun with the people! If you want to have fun with the people, why not take out a few of her hairpins and come out to have fun with the people?"

"You are using people's lives and money to show off and earn a false reputation!" After Tang Yuan said this, his tears could no longer be suppressed and fell down.

Seeing this, Ah Bing quickly reached out and hugged the glutinous rice balls to comfort her.

During these days, with Master A Bing, Master Wen and Zhao Sishan around, Tangyuan stopped crying, and occasionally there was a smile on his face. Now that Concubine Jing was aroused, he couldn't help crying again.

Looking at the sobbing Tangyuan beside him, Zhao Sishan frowned: "I underestimated her! I couldn't tell from her behavior in the palace that she wanted to make a name for herself, but who knew she would actually show up at this time? What is she going to do to earn a false reputation?"

Concubine Jing really does things one after another, and sometimes I really don’t know what she is thinking.

Wen Mingtang was also a little puzzled, but the mood of coming out to look at the lanterns was also disturbed by Concubine Jing's actions. The few of them walked around the lantern festival. When they were about to go back and end the Lantern Festival hastily, Wen Mingtang was called Living.

"Miss Wen," the little beggar stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of Wen Mingtang's skirt. When Wen Mingtang turned around, he quickly pointed to the teahouse they passed behind them and said, "There is an old friend of the Wen family waiting for you upstairs."

Where did this old friend of the Wen family come from? Wen Mingtang frowned, and before she could speak, Beggar quickly said: "Miss Wen, that gentleman is wearing official robes. He is very polite. He doesn't look like a bad person. He said you must go and see him. He has many talents from back then." I want to tell you something.”

Wen Mingtang looked at the anxious little beggar, his eyes flickered, he thought for a moment, and then looked at Zhao Sishan beside him. The two people's eyes met, and after Zhao Sishan nodded slightly, he looked at the little beggar and said with a smile: "Lead the way!"