Danyang was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it for a moment, he had a clear idea.
There may be some progress in yesterday's murder case, or the princess's house may need help.
She didn't know about it in her previous life, probably because she didn't interfere with the housekeeping. In addition, just after the Mao Shi murder case was reported yesterday, she stopped the soldiers who came to search, so today I asked her to see her by name.
Could it be that the person seeking to see him is also General Hong Zehong, the lieutenant general of the Royal Forest Army who came to search yesterday?
While thinking this, Danyang nodded and ordered:
"Take the person to the front hall and serve tea."
Since her ankle injury had not healed, she got up early and was busy cleaning out moths, but the medicine she needed to apply was still hot on the stove.
And she had an inexplicable hunch that the two people who came to the door this time might not be so easy to deal with. The breakfast meal has not been used yet, so it is better to wait until she is full and drunk before dealing with it.
Thinking of this moment, Danyang waved his hand to stop Jianyu, turned his head and raised his voice to stop the concierge.
"Wait a minute! In addition to the normal things for guests, remember to prepare two more breakfasts and send them together. Well, pick enough portions to serve those who are full."
The concierge bowed in response and hurriedly went to do the errands as ordered. Danyang also turned his head and went home with peace of mind to enjoy a short rest.
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Hong Ze and Han Qinglan waited outside the princess's mansion for only a moment before being let in by the concierge.
"Please come this way, the two military masters. My princess will ask you to wait in the flower hall."
Before the words were spoken, a neatly dressed young man stepped forward to respectfully lead the way for the two of them.
Because they came so early and were looking for someone else's little girl, they were not turned away directly. The two of them were already very awake and naturally had no objections to this arrangement.
The two followed the instructions and followed the young man into the princess's mansion.
However, after Hong Ze took a few steps, he deliberately opened a distance between himself and the person leading the way.
After turning two more corners, he immediately spoke while no one was around and asked in a low voice:
"I said, why did you have a seizure today?! Didn't you agree..."
As Hong Ze spoke, he looked around six directions and listened in all directions, then continued in a lower voice:
"Are you waiting for us to find out the results before we meet at the crime scene? On my side, nothing has been accomplished!"
But even though he hadn't completed Han Qinglan's instructions yet, he was pulled out of the bed by Han Qinglan this morning and "carried" directly to the princess mansion.
"Did you make any breakthrough yesterday? Or did you find any clues?"
The more Hong Ze asked, the more his eyes gleamed.
Because the two of them were driving very fast on the road, not to mention that they didn't have time to talk. Even if they had time, what he wanted to ask couldn't just be said casually on the street!
What's more, he is still guilty and must be as careful as possible in every word and deed to avoid causing more trouble.
Not entirely for himself, but more so that he could give an explanation to his subordinates who died in vain.
Han Qinglan has been friends with Hong Ze for many years, so she can naturally guess what he is thinking.
However, at the moment, he can't tell his thoughts and actual opinions to his reckless and too straightforward brother.
therefore--
"...Ahem, I remember you mentioned yesterday that you were rude to the princess during the search of the princess' mansion?"
Hong Ze was pushed away by a word and could not react for a moment. He could only nod his head blankly and said "ah".
When Han Qinglan saw this, she immediately touched her palms, shook her head and sighed:
"Hey, that's right! Brother, I suddenly remembered it as soon as I opened my eyes this morning."
What he said made Hongze even more confused.
A pair of big copper bell-like eyes that almost bulged out of their sockets.
"What did you suddenly think of? Besides, the trouble I made on my own without any orders before is not bigger than this? Why should I suddenly be nervous about such a trivial matter?"
Thinking of some possibility, Hong Ze instantly felt that he had been tricked by Han Qinglan.
"Hey, I'm talking about you kid. Is it because of this trivial matter that you dragged me to the princess's house in such a hurry?!"
Seeing that Hong Ze was about to get angry, Han Qinglan curled her lips and smiled, raised her hand to slap the other person on the shoulder, pulled him close to her side, and whispered in her ear:
"Tsk tsk, brother, you don't understand this. As the saying goes, 'The king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.' If you search the front of the princess mansion and offend the real owner of the mansion, Princess Qinghe, then everything will be easy to explain."
"But do you know that the people in this mansion who should not be offended the most, no, rather, the rich and famous girls in the capital, who should be offended the most?"
Hong Ze was affected by the heavy atmosphere in Han Qinglan's words, and for a moment his heart became inexplicably tense, and he replied in a low voice:
"Could it be this Princess Danyang? But I look at the little girl. Although she is younger, she is responsible and courageous. She is even more organized in her work and understands the righteousness."
When Han Qinglan heard this comment, she almost thought for a moment that his good brother was not the same person he was talking about.
Not to mention how arrogant Princess Danyang was in the rumors in the capital. It was the man he saw with his own eyes the day before who was so bold that he climbed trees and walls; he ignored the dignity of a lady and behaved in words and deeds - including his seemingly reckless recklessness, sneaking into Prince Anyang's private room and stealing behind his back, and later more. In order to escape, he even drilled into dog holes...
Is the Danyang Princess he knows really the same person who Hong Ze praised repeatedly? !
However, if courage is equated with reckless behavior, maybe she can really be regarded as the leader of ladies in the capital, maybe.
As a flash flashed through his mind, what he had experienced with Princess Danyang that day, both overt and covert, made Han Qinglan unable to hold back the tense atmosphere he had deliberately created, and burst into laughter.
Fortunately, the flower hall was already in front of him. He lost his composure for a moment and immediately lowered his head and coughed softly. The boy leading the way also happened to turn around and bowed to the two of them:
"You two, please stay here for a moment. Refreshments are waiting for the guests and will be delivered soon. If you two have any requests, I will be waiting outside the hall."
After this interruption, it was hard for Hong Ze and Han Qinglan to continue "whispering".
By a strange combination of circumstances, Han Qinglan was saved.
As soon as the two of them sat down, servants and maids filed in, bringing hot tea, cakes and other items into the flower hall one after another.
However, what was considered a normal hospitality in the front gradually left the two guests in the hall stunned.
If the Princess Mansion treats guests well and worries about the two of them arriving early in the morning and not having breakfast to fill their stomachs, the porridge and side dishes are enough to appetize, who would have thought...
Crystal big hooves, roasted chicken, roasted duck, steamed buns, steamed buns, all the tempting delicacies filled with exquisite dishes, the aroma exuding makes people salivate.
But, it’s still only morning!
So much, a feast of big fish and meat, who can eat it?
Did the Princess Mansion think that the two of them came to the Princess Mansion to enjoy the autumn breeze after not eating for several days?
