Are they being "taken care of" by officials so that they can get some dividends?
Otherwise, would it be so difficult for me, Jing Zhaoyin, to do this?
Di Ying heard Song Wen whispering the words "not in the other courtyard" and smiled slightly.
He knew: The other party already knew that Wu Jianhui was reporting the case falsely.
This is enough.
Next, he just needs to let the other party know more.
There were quite a few servants in the other courtyard, and the porridge and biscuits were quickly delivered. Seeing that the people could actually eat and drink in such a bustling atmosphere, they had a better impression of Lord Di.
Di Yingze waited until everyone had their portions before calling Song Wen and others to eat some too.
Hu biscuits are dry but hard and hard but soft. They are a very tough and hunger-resistant food. When you eat it, you have to show a tearing posture, and when you chew it, you have to be as patient as an old cow.
But it's too dry and can cause choking.
Those officials didn't like to eat, so they stood by the hot spring channel to warm themselves, rejecting Di Ying's kindness.
Di Ying didn't force it, so she went over to take one and started chewing it.
He loves to eat this.
Song Wen also picked up one and started eating it, which was quite delicious.
Di Ying glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to eat onions?"
Song Wen: "...Xia Guan was transferred from Nanbian'er. He has not been used to eating raw food for five years."
"I like to eat. Can you help me go to the greenhouse to look for some?"
Di Ying tore off a mouthful of biscuits and tilted her chin towards the flower room.
Song Wen nodded without thinking.
After he swallowed the crumbs in his mouth, he asked the officials to follow him.
It's such a big greenhouse, and now only officials can enter it, so everyone should go in and help look for green onions. Otherwise, where can I find fresh green onions for Mr. Di in this freezing and snowy environment?
When the manager saw them walking into the flower room, he didn't stop them. When he heard them saying that they were looking for green onions, he curled his lips and followed them, staring at them, while the disdain in his heart reached its peak.
That's a greenhouse, how could there be onions? Go look for these country bumpkins, it depends on where you look, hum!
Di Ying didn't care whether anyone was watching or not. As soon as he entered, he saw the "great achievements" of himself and Peng Liang.
"Tsk, tsk, you really lost the flower. How could such a beautiful and delicate flower be ruined like this? What a pity."
Seeing the large, dilapidated scene that looked like it had been swept away by the autumn wind, Di Ying smacked her lips with pity.
Song Wen nodded.
Yes, what a pity.
It is very difficult to cultivate such fresh and tender flowers in this winter. It is no wonder that Wu Jianhui made a fuss out of a molehill after being destroyed like this.
"Let's spread out and search. Thank you for your hard work. Brother Song, you and I can search together."
After Di Ying finished sighing, she took Song Wen and walked deeper into the flower room.
Song Wen followed his words, and while walking, he looked around at the ground at the base of each row of flower branches, and carefully looked for green onions.
Although the capital city, Chang'an City, is located in the northwest, it is close to Henan Road, so many people have the habit of eating pancakes with raw onions.
Di Ying was promoted from Henan Province. Song Wen could understand why he couldn't eat just cakes without green onions.
So Song Wen not only searched carefully himself, but also ordered his subordinate officials to search more carefully.
However, it was still not as fast as Di Ying found it on his own.
Among the flowers, there was an open space that seemed to be exposed due to lack of it. Di Ying stood there, pointing to the ground, and shouted with some uncertainty: "Brother Yu, come and see, is this a spring onion?" "
After hearing this, Song Wen raised his feet and looked at the two foot-long green seedlings on the ground. He thought they looked like spring onions, but not quite like them.
The leaf shape is very similar, but will the shallot only have two long thin leaves?
Song Wen was not sure, so he called the officials to come and take a look.
Unfortunately, they were not sure whether it was spring onion or not.
The man in charge who followed behind also craned his neck to take a look, and then continued to curl his lips.
I continued to slander in my heart: Sure enough, they are all officials, and they can't even tell the difference between grass and onions.
He just waited to see the joke.
Di Ying, on the other hand, was eagerly waiting for one of them to nod, but there was no one.
Di Ying looked disappointed.
Then he gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, pinched off one of the young leaves, and threw it into his mouth.
While chewing, he said: "It doesn't matter whether it looks like it or not, you will know after eating it."
This move shocked Song Wen.
"Hey, Master Di, don't be so reckless."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to stop it.
Before he had time, Di Ying had already chewed it "click, click".
Song Wen sighed.
As a result, just halfway through sighing, I saw...
Di Ying rolled his eyes and fell down.
Everyone's souls were frightened away at this moment, and suddenly there was chaos.
Peng Liang, who had always had no sense of presence, suddenly widened his eyes and swooped up to catch his master, then hugged him and ran away.
To say that he was frightened, Peng Liang was the worst.
He hugged the adult, and while he was getting angry, he wondered in his heart: The adult has so good medical skills and is so familiar with various medicinal herbs, how could he be poisoned?
There was really no warning at all. Peng Liang could only hear the rapid beating of his own heart.
He has to hurry up, hurry up, and hurry up!
Mr. Di is such a good person, but he still owes him a debt of gratitude that he has not repaid. There are still so many bad officials in the country who have not been punished. Mr. Di must not get into trouble. Don't get into trouble!
And the other side.
When Di Ying fell down, the person in charge was also frightened. His hands and feet were weak, he crawled back to the other courtyard and reported to Wu Jianhui.
When Wu Jianhui heard this, he snorted.
He waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "There are some weeds in such a large greenhouse that are not normal? Di Ying wants to eat them randomly, so who can blame him? It's better that the weeds are highly poisonous and can poison you to death."
Only then did the steward's heart fall to the ground.
But Song Wen didn't dare to think so.
When he saw Mr. Di being carried away by the guards and running hurriedly for more than a dozen steps, he pinched himself, stopped, and said to the dozen officials: "You guys stay here, guard the grass, and don't leave even an inch!"
After giving the explanation, Song Wen ran out of the greenhouse and towards the capital city.
After running for a while, he pinched himself again, turned around and ran to Wu Jianhui's other courtyard.
He had to get a horse and rush back to the capital city as soon as possible to report the matter to His Majesty.
But when he reached the horse without any hindrance and rode towards the capital city, Song Wen suddenly felt a slight hesitation in his heart.
That grass... was eaten by Lord Di himself. Everything has nothing to do with Wu Jianhui or them.
Just report it to His Majesty like this...Will Your Majesty pay attention?
What if His Majesty is just like me and just regards this matter as a simple accident?
Lord Di...
