Sima Ying glanced at the door, only her personal attendant Chen Dali was guarding it.
"The day before yesterday, Zhu Mo said that he found the place where the assassin shot the arrow. It was on the third floor roof of Shengyang Restaurant, half a mile away from Yang Mansion."
"Oh? So, does it mean that this man is as strong as an ox? Can an arrow go so far? Does that mean that this man is strong?" Yang Xianrong asked immediately.
"It's hard to say. There are many ordinary people who have supernatural powers."
"so?"
"The problem now is that Yang Xiankang's fire certificate was found on the roof of this building."
"What?" Yang Xianrong and Mao Hongbin shouted in unison.
"What does this mean? What if someone stole it from him?" Yang Xianrong said anxiously, "Second brother was always by my side at the time."
"Yes, even if it is a certification, I can prove that Yang Xiangkang was present at the time. But what if he instigated others?" Sima Ying asked her, "Everyone in the world knows that you two are brothers and sisters, and he is reluctant to let you get married. Could it be him? How about arranging the fire of Fengluan? After it is burned down, you can stop getting married?"
"That's impossible!" Yang Xian tolerated his emotions, "I know that this wedding must go on unless I die. So, this person obviously wants me to die..."
"Don't say that, it's unlucky." Mao Hongbin patted Yang Xianrong's sleeve, "Xiao Rong, don't be anxious. Since the prince is willing to reveal this matter to you, it means that he doesn't believe it either."
"Oh." Yang Xianrong sighed softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for telling me."
Sima Ying chuckled lightly, "This is nothing, no need to thank you. I just want you to know, if someone really wants to frame Yang Xiankang, why? Although the case of Feng Luan's two corpses has been solved, in fact Feng Luan's case is solved." There is still no clue about the case of Luan Huo. If this matter is not solved, you may be in danger. Although Master Xu, the Emperor, and King Zhao all tacitly agree that you can leave the palace, this will also increase your own safety. You are You have to pay attention all the time.”
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me." This time, Yang Xianrong thanked him sincerely.
"If you like excitement, you can wait for the Great Winter Banquet in the palace in a few days. This is also the most lively event in the imperial city every year."
"Yes, I have heard of it, too. However, it seems that it was not available last year, right?" Mao Hongbin said.
"Actually, there are, but not too many people. Last year, the emperor was ill and just entertained the ministers for a meal. This year, I think the year is also good, so I want to be more lively."
"Well, I just heard something..." Yang Xianrong's expression was a little unnatural. Although she was a queen, she didn't know about such a thing.
"It doesn't matter, the queen has just entered the palace. This matter is handled by King Zhao, and is co-organized by King Qi Sima Ji. Everything is in progress, and the queen does not need to worry." Sima Ying chuckled again, "Things in the palace are complicated. You can’t learn it in a short period of time.”
"Oh oh oh." Yang Xianrong couldn't understand the underlying meaning of these words, so he didn't say much.
"About the matter of the Huozhezi, King Zhao said that it should be kept secret for the time being. After all, the matter was doubtful. Zhu Mo didn't tell it before, but he only said it on the day he was demoted. I don't know what An's intention was. So, at present, That's it." Sima Ying regained her serious face, "The matter still needs to be investigated, but Yang Xiankang is included among the suspects after all, so it is not appropriate to stay in Luoyang City for a long time."
Everything is a game, but you don’t know who will be involved every time.
Of course Yang Xiankang would not want her to die, but who could steal the fire certificate from Yang Xiankang and put it at the crime scene? What is this person's purpose?
After Sima Ying left with the wooden box, Yang Xianrong also turned around and went to Mingyue Tower.
It was already noon, and the bustling street market was very lively.
Mingyue Tower was already full of people coming and going, some were talking loudly, some were talking in low voices, and some were just eating their meals and praising the dishes in Mingyue Tower.
Before she walked in, Yang Xianrong could already smell the aroma. She didn't feel hungry at all, but she actually felt hungry.
Cuixi also whispered from the side: "Girl, this smells really good."
"Mutton?" Yang Xianrong also smelled it, and Mao Hongbin and Wu Wei Qin Chaoge nodded.
Mao Hongbin also looked puzzled, "When did Mingyue Tower smell like this? Why didn't I know? Is it a new dish? I haven't been here for a long time..."
It's good to be close. These people quickened their pace and entered Mingyue Tower directly. The waiters welcomed them to the private room upstairs.
"What makes it so fragrant?" Mao Hongbin asked the clerk in his store.
"Erlang Yangjia brought a few friends over and said that our beef and mutton were not delicious, so he started grilling them himself." The waiter replied.
"In the box?" Mao Hongbin was a little unhappy, "That's not possible. If there is a spark later, it will be bad if it lights up the house."
"...Second boss...Master Mao..." The waiter didn't change his words for a while, "Can't you just hope for us?"
"Okay, I'll go take a look." Mao Hongbin didn't have so many rules and routines, and went straight to Yang Xiankang's box.
The door here is ajar, and there are voices of people talking inside.
“My eldest brother’s spices are full of flavor and it’s really delicious.”
"Actually, I prefer the one with more salt. It has more flavor."
"Bake it a little browner, the fat of the mutton will be more fragrant..."
"I'm afraid there won't be enough to eat..."
When he walked to the door, the aroma became stronger and stronger. Mao Hongbin couldn't help but swallow his saliva, opened the door and walked in.
I saw Yang Xiankang standing next to the fire with his arms and sleeves rolled up. He actually inserted his dagger into a large piece of mutton and placed it on the fire. The meat was sizzling with oil and fragrant, and it looked quite appetizing.
"What is this? Roast mutton?" Mao Hongbin had already walked to Yang Xiankang, "What is this?"
"Hey, Uncle Mao, Lord Mao!" Yang Xiankang smiled brightly. When he saw Yang Xianrong behind Mao Hongbin, he shouted directly: "Third sister!"
"Second brother, don't be so loud." Yang Xianrong also smiled brightly.
Liu Yao stood up on the side.
He was wearing short clothes and was holding a piece of raw meat and smearing something on it.
He seems to have lost some weight, but looks more energetic.
"Third sister." His eyes were bright.
There were two men beside him. Seeing Liu Yao's appearance, they immediately stood up. One of the younger boys also hid a long knife behind his back, fearing that the sword would be blind.
"Third sister, brother Liu Yao has found some good spices, come and try them! I thought it would be nice to add some salt." Yang Xiankang directly handed the dagger in his hand to Yang Xianrong, "Quite. It’s hot, so be careful.”
"I'll do it." Mao Hongbin snatched the dagger from his hand and looked at the quality of the barbecue. "It needs to be roasted for a while. There is still some blood in it."
"It's okay, the meat is more tender this way." Another man beside Liu Yao said, "If it's fully cooked, it won't be able to bite."
(End of chapter)
