He Zhengming choked and uttered two words coldly, "No."
Mo Rongyan lifted the corner of Su Ruotang's veil and fed her a piece of rose cake, "Mr. He Ge, if there is no lake in front of your house, don't worry about it."
He Zhengming, Qin Feng and others: "..."
Well, more than just hungry.
I was also fed a mouthful of dog food.
Su Ruotang raised the corners of her lips and looked at everyone's faces turning from green to red, and then from red to green again, with a smile on her face.
Mo Rongyan glanced at everyone and said calmly, "Bring it in."
Shen Fei waved his hand outward.
Immediately, the usual attendants filed in.
The rich aroma of food suddenly spread throughout Dali Temple in an extremely arrogant manner.
Mo Rongyan took the fruit tea handed over by Shen Fei and poured a cup for Su Ruotang, his voice indifferent:
"Although you are poor, you are still officials of Dongqi. You starve to death and the Dali Temple is haunted. You still have to waste money on burial."
He Zhengming's lips trembled, wanting to say he didn't want to eat.
But the aroma of food filled his breath, and he moved his lips and honestly accepted the bowls and chopsticks handed over by the waiter.
As soon as he made a move, Qin Feng and others only hesitated for a moment, then took the bowls and started eating.
Although the food at Linqinju is not as exquisite and expensive as Yingfu Pavilion, the price is not low.
They are only willing to eat once a month.
If you don’t eat now, you won’t eat for free.
He Zhengming quickly finished a bowl of rice and silently scooped up another bowl.
Qin Feng was not to be outdone.
Officials from poor families were naturally unwilling to lag behind.
Therefore, shopkeeper Feng Yafeng, who was forced to become the shopkeeper of Linqinju, directed people to deliver the prepared West Lake vinegar fish, braised lion head, hibiscus crab legs and other delicacies.
Looking at the empty rice pail and the plate with vegetables, I fell into deep thought.
He remembered that these officials from poor families always ordered meat every time they went to Linqinju.
But since our wallets are cleaner than our faces, four or five people just order one portion of meat.
Then seconds passed.
Why are you so positive about eating vegetables and rice today?
"Hiccup..." He Zhengming touched his stomach and burped.
When he rolled his eyes, he happened to be staring at the shopkeeper Feng and the servant behind him who was carrying the plate.
Feng Ya raised a well-placed smile: "These dishes are more complicated to prepare, so it takes a little time."
"Everyone seems... full?"
Qin Feng and others stared at the plate in the hands of the attendant behind Shopkeeper Feng...
His eyes were like those of a wolf and a tiger.
He Zhengming wanted to say that he was not full, but the feeling of fullness in his throat made it impossible for him to say the word "not full".
He forced himself to look away with difficulty and uttered two words, "I'm full."
He looked at Qin Feng: "Really?"
Qin Feng was silent for a moment and put down the bowl.
He Zhengming stroked his long beard and was about to express his feelings that he was indeed his proud disciple.
Like myself, I am thrifty and vegetarian.
Before he could speak, Qin Feng stood up and walked behind Feng Ya.
He picked up a side of West Lake vinegar fish and called to the officials beside him, "Let's eat together. Linqinju's West Lake vinegar fish is delicious."
With a sincere look on his face, he asked He Zhengming, who would vomit if he put another peanut in it: "Teacher, don't you try it?"
He Zhengming's expression was momentarily distorted.
After a while, he looked at his student's sincere face and said two words coldly, "I won't eat."
Another official from a poor family chewed the lion's head and sighed: "Mr. He Ge is indeed a role model for us. He is diligent and frugal and only eats vegetarian food and does not eat meat."
He Zhengming: "..."
He finally realized the indescribable bitterness of eating Coptis chinensis for a mute person.
Su Ruotang looked at He Zhengming with an unspeakable expression, his eyebrows were crooked, he lifted the obstructive veil, and ate the pastries.
When others are unhappy, she is happy.
Mo Rongyan's Qingjuan eyes revealed a clear smile, "Mr. He Ge is really a role model for a poor family."
He·You can’t tell the pain·Zhengming:! ! !
Ahhhh! ! !
He wants to eat meat! ! !
But if he eats any more, he'll throw up.
Rather than vomiting, which was rude, he reluctantly chose not to eat.
Many officials from poor families looked at Tan Ming much softer after finishing their meal.
Eaters have short mouths, but takers have short hands.
Half a day later, Shen Shi arrived at Dali Temple with Taoist Master Wuchen.
Master Wuchen wore simple and clean robes and held a Buddhist bead in his hand, "Amitabha."
Meeting Su Ruotang's beautiful eyebrows, he clasped his hands together and sighed, "The donor's life has completely changed."
Su Ruotang's forehead jumped when he heard him talking about fate.
She has been forced to be Feng Luo's apprentice and no longer wants to be the monk's apprentice.
She immediately spoke: "Master Wuchen must already know the purpose of inviting you here today?"
Wuchen nodded: "Commander Shen already told me on the way here."
"Third Princess, don't worry. I will definitely find out the truth and give an explanation to Donor Tan and Donor Wang."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Tan Ming, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Donor Tan didn't have any memory when he promoted King Donor?"
Tan Ming nodded: "Not bad."
Wuchen continued to ask: "Do you remember, Tan Donor, whether you felt the instant pain when you were bitten by an insect when you were by the lake?"
Tan Ming thought about it carefully and his eyes lit up, "Yes! When I passed by Donor Wang, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck."
Wuchen stepped forward, brushed away Tan Ming's hair from the back of his neck, and took a closer look.
Immediately, he pointed at the back of Tan Ming's neck, close to the hairline, "Donor Tan, there is a wound as big as an eye."
He Zhengming stepped forward and took a look, frowning slightly, "What if it's a mosquito bite?"
Su Ruotang spoke slowly: "The reason why everyone is afraid of the poisonous insect is because its controller wants the person who is infected by the poison to die at the third watch, and the person who is infected by the poison will never live until the fifth watch."
"But if the bugs want to get into the human body, they have to wait for the mosquitoes to bite a hole in the human body and get in."
"The wounds bitten by the poisonous insects are extremely difficult to heal, because the poisonous insects are poisonous and there are toxins around the wounds."
Qin Feng followed her words: "The third prince's concubine means that as long as it is proved that Tan Ming's wound is poisonous, it can prove that he was poisoned?"
Su Ruotang nodded.
Wuchen took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and poured it on the wound on the back of Tan Ming's neck. "This medicine was developed by me myself. It will turn red when exposed to poison."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw that the undetectable wound on the back of Tan Ming's neck turned as red as blood.
"Is it really a poison?" He Zhengming narrowed his eyes.
Wuchen clasped his hands together: "Monks don't lie, but Donor Tan has been bewitched."
"Ever been poisoned?" Han Ye grasped the key point of Wuchen's words, "Master, do you mean that the poison in Lord Tan's body has been removed?"
Wuchen nodded: "Not bad."
At this time, an official from a humble family sneered, "But last night when the third princess went to see Master Tan in the cell of Dali Temple, she personally said that Master Tan was not poisoned."
