Jiang Yanyi pried his hands apart and freed his face: "Got it."
Then the next second, she asked again like a tongue twister: "Why me?"
Feng Shuo stared at her for a long while, then said quietly, "I just took a fancy to you for a moment, is that okay?"
Jiang Yanyi: “…”
She glared at him angrily, "May I ask when will the prince's lame eye problem be cured?"
The wind and snow were howling outside the house. The cold wind poured in from the open door, blowing Feng Shuo's long hair that fell on his shoulders, wrapping up his slender figure. He looked at her aggrieved look, and his eyebrows and eyes lost their usual sharpness, and were stained with a little smile: "This life will never get better."
Jiang Yanyi's heartbeat quickened: "When did you become so slick?"
Feng Shuo came out in a hurry and didn't wear a cloak. The wind blew and he felt an itch in his throat. He covered his lips and coughed twice and said, "Except for you, I have never coaxed anyone else in my life."
Jiang Yanyi raised the corners of his lips: "What about the future?"
"In the future... I may have to coax one or two more little girls."
Still looking for a little girl
Jiang Yanyi's expression changed instantly: "Your Majesty, you should go find the little girl now."
Feng Shuo smiled and said, "Without you, who would I have a baby girl with?"
Jiang Yanyi blushed, "You... are obscene!"
Feng Shuo smiled and didn't say anything else.
If this is called obscene, then he has many obscene thoughts about her.
There was the sound of clappers knocking on the long street outside. Feng Shuo glanced at the boiling soup in her pot and asked, "Are you busy until this time every night?"
"Just today. I was delayed for a while because I was making the dried meat." Jiang Yanyi saw that the soup in the pot was almost done. She added the last handful of firewood to the stove. When the firewood burned out, the residual heat in the stove could continue to simmer the soup in the pot. She could use it directly tomorrow morning.
Feng Shuo glanced at the stove and saw the reddish-brown dried meat that she had put in a basket and had not yet put into the cupboard. He picked up a piece and tasted it. The dried meat had been dried after being stewed, and a lot of water had been lost. It was not as tender as fresh meat, but it had a firm texture and was not difficult to chew. The aroma from the braising process seemed to be locked in the meat, and the more you chewed, the stronger the aftertaste became.
Next to it were some meat jerky cut into strips, which had a prettier color but were very thin, sprinkled with white sesame seeds, and the surface was bright yellow under the candlelight, and it looked like oil, but when I picked up a piece I discovered that what covered the surface of the meat jerky was not oil, but a faint sweetness that belonged to honey.
Feng Shuo took a bite of the meat jerky and asked, "Is this a new dish that the store is going to sell?"
"My uncle is going back to the capital to pick up my mother and grandmother. This is the dry food I prepared for him on the road."
Feng Shuo said: "I will also be away for a few days."
Jiang Yanyi was stunned for a moment before he realized what Feng Shuo meant by that.
Did he want me to prepare some dry food for him
Jiang Yanyi asked suspiciously, "It's so cold, and your old illness hasn't healed yet, where are you going?"
"It snowed heavily on the grassland, and the cattle and sheep ran out of food. The Turks were unable to grab enough food before winter. When they are at their wits' end, they will definitely set their sights on the interior of the country. If I stay away from the army for a long time, it will definitely make the Turkic Khan suspicious."
Previously, Fan Yaonian had instructed Xie Zhizhou to secretly let the Turkic prince into the city, and he must have informed the Turkish high-ranking officials about his old illness. The Turkic prince entered the city for two reasons: one was to test the situation, and the other was to facilitate internal and external cooperation with the Turkish army when attacking the city.
Fan Yaonian had planned everything, but he forgot that Chu Changping did not die after being pushed off the cliff by him, and he also brought the news of Chu Changping sneaking into Xizhou to Feng Shuo. Feng Shuo then followed the clues and uprooted Fan Yaonian, Xie Zhizhou, and the entire Hu family.
Only the Turkic prince disappeared after being shot by an arrow. Feng Shuo blocked the entire city for many days and searched house to house, but still could not find any trace of him.
The worst speculation at the moment is that the Turkic prince has found a way to leave Xizhou City.
If he cannot go to battle, this will be a great opportunity for the Turks who are eyeing Xizhou to attack.
Therefore, he had to join the army and even conduct military training and martial arts exercises, at least to serve as a deterrent to the Turks on the surface.
Jiang Yanyi remembered Chi Qing saying that few people knew about Feng Shuo's old illness, so he couldn't help but ask, "How did the Turks know that your injury flared up in the severe winter?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in Feng Shuo's eyes: "It's all thanks to that person in the palace."
When he was injured, he was on the verge of death several times. The military doctors who treated him shook their heads and said that even if he survived, he would probably be plagued by illness in the future.
Later, he blocked any news about the injury, gave the military doctor a large sum of money, asked him to keep the secret, and returned to his hometown to retire.
After that, in order to avoid being discovered, he only used doctors from his own palace to diagnose and treat illnesses. He thought that this matter would not be known to anyone else, but he was too cautious in using doctors, which made the emperor suspicious. When he interrogated Fan Yaonian, he learned from Fan Yaonian that the emperor ordered people to find the military doctor and tortured him to find out about his old illness.
Feng Shuo didn't want to say more about this, so as not to make Jiang Yanyi worry for nothing. He stopped talking and said, "The soup is ready, you should go to bed early."
Jiang Yanyi understood. The main reason he came here tonight was to keep himself company so that he wouldn't have to prepare medicinal food for the next few days since he was not at home.
No matter how many worries she had in her heart, she couldn't help him with these things. It was just that if the heroine was on her way to Xizhou, then logically, the Turkic prince should also be in Xizhou. Xizhou City had been conducting strict investigations these days, and perhaps Feng Shuo was investigating the Turkic prince.
Since it was a matter of military importance, Feng Shuo wouldn't tell her and she couldn't ask.
But if the Turkic prince could be captured, the Turkic Khan would not dare to act rashly for the sake of his son.
Jiang Yanyi pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "Recently, people are only allowed to enter the city gate, but not to leave. Are they trying to arrest someone?"
Feng Shuo said: "A Turkic spy has sneaked in."
"Is she also a famous woman?" Jiang Yanyi asked.
Before, when they were in the Xizhou camp, there were Turkic spies mixed in with the camp prostitutes. There was nothing wrong with the word "also" in her words.
But Jiang Yanyi said this out of more than just curiosity. In the original book, when the heroine first met the Turkic prince, the Turkic prince was dressed in women's clothing to avoid being searched.
Feng Shuo shook his head. "It's the Turkic prince."
However, Jiang Yanyi's words did give him some ideas. His men searched all the men in Xizhou City but couldn't find the Turkic prince. What if... the Turkic prince really disguised himself as a woman
Thinking of this, Feng Shuo's eyebrows suddenly turned cold, and he said, "You should rest early, I'm leaving."
It was snowing heavily outside. Jiang Yan noticed that he was not wearing a cloak or cape. He remembered that he still had a brocade mouse skin cape with him, so he stood up and walked quickly to his room: "Wait a minute."
Feng Shuo stood there for a moment, and then saw Jiang Yanyi coming over with a cloak, which was the one he gave her in the military camp.
"Have you kept it all the time?" Feng Shuo's eyes sparkled.
Jiang Yanyi nodded.
How could she throw away such good material? She is not stupid.
But it was obvious that Feng Shuo was very happy that Jiang Yanyi had kept the cloak, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
Jiang Yanyi thought back to what happened in the Xizhou camp, and in a trance he even felt as if it was something from his previous life.
How much she hated him at that time, who could have thought that she would end up like this with him
Jiang Yanyi also raised a smile on his lips.
Under the candlelight, her lips were rosy red, her beautiful eyes seemed filled with light, her fine hair fell on the sides of her face, she looked indescribably gentle.
Feng Shuo raised his hand to help her brush the loose hair behind her ears, his knuckles lightly touching the skin on her face.
Looking at her plump lips, he suddenly asked, "What lip balm did you use today?"
Jiang Yanyi didn't understand why he suddenly asked this, and replied: "It's the lip balm you gave me before, it has the scent of camellia."
Feng Shuo leaned over and pecked her lips lightly. When he raised his eyes again, he was like a cat that had found some fish: "It is indeed the scent of camellia."
Jiang Yanyi was stunned, and then his face turned red.
This person... How could he be like this!
Seeing her shyness, Feng Shuo smiled faintly, "I'm really leaving this time."
Jiang Yanyi nodded, and when Feng Shuo walked over, he went into the house to put the prepared dried meat and jerky into the cupboard, and returned to his room to rest.
***
Jiang Yanyi's hot pot restaurant is as busy as usual.
There was a war in the south, which had some impact on some merchants who had business dealings with the south. However, because transportation restricted the scope of trade and the currency between the north and the south was not well developed, the impact was minimal.
When the people first heard about the war, they were terrified for two days, but then they went about their business as usual. The price of rice and meat only rose slightly because the government regulated it, but soon stabilized.
In line with current affairs, restaurants and teahouses now not only talk about the war in the south, but also some unofficial histories of various dynasties have become a topic of discussion among the people. Storytellers all tell stories about family, country and war. "Dream of Red Mansions" is not so popular anymore, so Jiang Yanyi brought out another famous book, "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and the restaurant was packed with diners again.
Jiang Yanyi was so busy that she wished she had three heads and six arms. The arrival of Chef Yao finally gave her a break.
Perhaps having seen the attitudes of Taihe Restaurant and Lai Fu Restaurant, Chef Yao has become much calmer now. He was not even willing to ask for double the wages offered by Jiang Yanyi. He even reduced the wages that Lai Fu Restaurant had paid him by two cents before and asked Jiang Yanyi to just give him this amount.
Jiang Yanyi knew that her shop was busy and the work was not easy. She paid her subordinates high wages, so it was impossible for Chef Yao to suffer a loss.
She likes dealing with straightforward people. She decided the monthly salary for Chef Yao and took him into the kitchen. She had prepared all kinds of meat for the dry pot in advance. She would just stir-fry the mixed meat and vegetables according to what the diners ordered.
However, when it comes to sautéing the pastry and spices, it would be difficult to find the right degree unless you are an experienced cook. After Jiang Yanyi demonstrated it once, Chef Yao was able to do it perfectly.
He is very good at cooking, whether it is controlling the heat or estimating the time to serve. Jiang Yanyi tasted a piece of dry pot chicken wings he made. Because of the difference in physical strength, Chef Yao was more agile in flipping the pan and frying, and the seasoning was more evenly flavored. Jiang Yanyi nodded repeatedly after eating it, and felt relieved to let Chef Yao make the dry pot.
Just as she was about to go to the counter outside, Aunt Guo, who was standing on a stool above the fire pit cutting sausages, suddenly called out, "Boss, there might be a mouse in our kitchen. Look at what this sausage has been chewed into."
Jiang Yanyi hurried over to take a look. The sausage in Aunt Guo's hand was indeed gnawed by a mouse. She said, "Aunt, take a look at the other meat to see if it has been bitten."
Aunt Guo pushed aside the bacon hanging together and took a closer look. "Two sausages were also eaten, but the bacon was not touched."
Jiang Yanyi said, "Take off all the ones that have been bitten by rats. These sausages can't be used."
She put more spices when making the sausages, so the sausages smelled more fragrant. She only used a large amount of salt to marinate the bacon, which made it very salty. I guess that's why the mouse only chose the sausages.
Jiang Yanyi looked at the bitten pieces of sausage, feeling both distressed and angry.
She was careless because she didn't find any trace of mice in the kitchen. She thought there were no mice in the house, but she didn't expect that all the sausages were eaten.
She said, "I'll go get all the cats next door this afternoon."
After feeding the cats for so long, the mother cat no longer rejected her, and the kittens had grown up a little and could run around. Every time she went to Feng Shuo's courtyard, a cat would appear in the flowerbed, in the bamboo bushes, on the wall, and even under Feng Shuo's desk.
Her only worry now was that the kittens had not been well trained yet, and if they made trouble everywhere, her kitchen would be in trouble.
**
At this time in Feng Shuo's study, a group of staff were arguing about whether to open the Xizhou city gate.
"As long as the city gates remain closed, the people will be in a state of panic! The people fleeing from the south are also being turned away. This is damaging to the reputation of the prince!"
"The Turkic prince has not been found yet. If we open the city gate, wouldn't that be like letting the tiger go back to the mountains?"
"We dug three feet into the ground but still couldn't find the person. That means he is definitely not in the city!"
"The person in charge of this matter is Song Lushi. If the search is not thorough, Song Lushi should be held accountable!"
The staff argued for a while, and Feng Shuo frowned irritably and scolded, "Enough."
The study finally became quiet.
He asked in a deep voice: "Where is Mr. Song?"
"I'm here!" Song Lushi was originally a military general, but later he became a civil servant. His stature is taller than that of ordinary literati.
After the fall of Prefecture magistrate Xie, he is now in charge of the entire Xizhou government.
"The Turkic prince has not been found yet. You have to give me an explanation." Feng Shuo said.
Cold sweat broke out on Song Lushi's forehead. He had searched the entire Xizhou these days but still couldn't find the person. It was as if the Turkic prince had disappeared out of thin air.
He knelt down and said, "It is my incompetence."
Lu Linyuan, who was standing behind him, clenched his palms and said, "Your Highness, we have already searched all the men in Xizhou City. I think... we should check the women in Xizhou City."
Although he could stand here today, he had no right to speak. If he spoke rashly, many people would look at him in surprise.
Lu Linyuan straightened his back. This was his chance to make a contribution. Chu Changping had already been valued by Feng Shuo, so he had to let Feng Shuo see his abilities as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if there were more revenges in the future, he would not be able to display them because he did not have much power in his hands.
In the previous life, the Turkic prince lurked beside Jiang Yanxi in the guise of a woman and almost deceived him.
After listening to Jiang Yanyi's words last night, Feng Shuo asked Xing Yao to take people to search overnight. The household registration of local women in Xizhou and the travel permits of foreign women were being checked one by one, but Xizhou City is not small, so it will take some time to find out the results.
At this moment, he was asking Song Lushi to go and investigate the women in Xizhou City, but Lu Linyuan suddenly brought it up. He suppressed his doubts and asked, "Why do you say that?"
Lu Linyuan said: "Xizhou City has been sealed off for several days. As long as the Turkic prince doesn't have wings and can't dig holes, he must still be in the city. It is rumored that the Turkic prince has a feminine face. I think the only possibility is that he is a man dressed as a woman."
It is ridiculous for a man to dress as a woman. The staff had different expressions and were all waiting for Feng Shuo's decision.
Feng Shuo said: "Check it as you said."
Lu Linyuan looked a little excited and bowed quickly: "I obey your orders!"
It was already noon, and Feng Shuo said to everyone in the study: "Everyone, please go downstairs and have dinner."
The staff members left the room one after another.
The housekeeper Fu Xi came in with the meal prepared by the kitchen, "Your Highness, it's time for you to eat."
In the past, his medicinal meals were all prepared by Jiang Yanyi, but these days, seeing that Jiang Yanyi was very busy, she really couldn't bear to see her work so hard. And as he was about to go to the military camp for a while, she no longer asked her to prepare medicinal meals for him.
Looking at the steaming soup in front of him, Feng Shuo had no appetite at all.
He recalled that when they were in the Xizhou camp, Dingjia Village was attacked. It was Jiang Yanyi who leaked the news to them. Jiang Yanyi's words last night also inadvertently reminded him that the Turkic prince might be hiding in Xizhou city disguised as a woman.
Lu Linyuan not only knew in advance that Dingjia Village might be attacked, but also suggested that the Turkic prince might be hiding in disguise as a woman.
It all seems to be a coincidence, but if you think about it carefully, it is a bit too coincidental.
It was as if... they all knew what was going to happen, and just said it at the right time and with the right reason.
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