Chapter 434 I Can’t Work for Nothing

A smile appeared on Wen Zhenyi's face: "I thought your royal brother said that."

"My brother is on par with him."

"Is this hereditary?"

"It's not that Grandpa and the others have killed us so much that our faces have turned black. If we see that the situation is not right, we should run away quickly."

"Master Meng didn't let me?"

"Lord Meng gave way at first, but then he saw my brother was getting cocky, so he stopped."

"Who is the uncle playing with?"

"With the two grandfathers, but the two grandfathers don't spoil him. Now his face is darker than the bottom of a pot."

If Wen Zhenyi wasn't here to cook this dish, she would have gone to see what the battle situation was like.

The mutton has been cooked for half an hour and you can still smell the fragrance.

Zhongli Zhuang ran to the stove and looked into the pot: "What's cooking here?"

"Mutton." Wen Zhenyi said, then put the chopped ingredients and spices into the pot and stirred it.

Zhong Lizhuang saw that she had put a lot of ingredients in it and asked: "How long will this take to cook?"

"That will take another quarter of an hour."

Chef Fan had already put the dumplings into the steamer. "Miss, are you ready to grill the lamb chops?"

"You can grill it now, but don't make the fire too strong."

The servant in the kitchen nodded quickly: "Okay."

Wen Zhenyi told Chef Fan to start preparing other dishes.

Chef Fan listened attentively: "Miss, I feel that after learning from you, I can enter the palace and become a royal chef."

"Do you want to go?"

"I can only think about this as a royal chef. I don't dare to hope for it."

"You still have to have dreams, what if they come true someday?"

Chef Fan was slightly stunned, then lowered his head and began to think.

Wen Zhenyi didn't say anything else. He looked at the cooked mutton and saw that it was almost done. He then looked at the grilled lamb chops and saw that they were almost done.

"Let's get everyone ready for dinner."

There was nothing more to help with in the kitchen, so everyone went to help clear the table and get the dishes.

The maids and servants stood around, not knowing what to do: "Are we about to be kicked out of the house?"

Butler Huang patted them on the head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"The masters have done everything, and we don't know what to do anymore?"

"This is such a big princess's mansion, have you cleaned it up?"

"Oh, yes, we can go clean up the places where the masters are not staying."

Butler Huang watched them run off with their tools and sighed deeply, "I'm almost out of things to do."

Chef Fan came out with the dishes and saw him with his hands behind his back, shaking his head: "Old Huang, what's wrong?"

"Masters have already finished our work, why do I feel like I'm redundant here?"

Chef Fan looked at the tray in his hand and said, "I think so too."

"Old Fan, you said we wouldn't be sent out, right?"

"No, I can't."

"We all have nothing to do now. Even Princess Jingle can't support so many idle people."

"Our salaries would be much higher if they weren't provided by Princess Jingle."

Butler Huang immediately perked up: "Oh, right, how could I have forgotten."

"I'll go deliver the food first. The young lady taught me a lot of dishes today and asked me to keep a lot. I'll call you later."

"Miss? That lady?"

"Princess Jingle, you forgot that she asked us to call her Miss."

Butler Huang slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot about this. Luckily you reminded me, otherwise I would have made the same mistake again."

Wen Zhenyi looked at the two grandfathers in the hall, smiling and talking about something, and Shen Hanxing and Meng Yongchun were also talking about something.

Only Feng Hanhe and his son had faces as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Are you sulking because you lost the game?"

"Who is sulking because of losing the game? I am just angry at my ministers. They actually tricked me."

Feng Chengyun was fine. He knew he was a bad chess player, but he didn't expect him to be so bad.

Wen Zhenyi looked at Feng Hanhe with a smile: "Isn't this normal?"

"It's normal there."

"Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. They want to win but dare not, fearing that they will end up with the same gloomy face as you do now. If you get upset, won't their heads be chopped off?"

"Am I that kind of person?"

"Whether you are that kind of person or not is something only you know; others don't. Besides, you hold the power of life and death over others, so shouldn't others flatter you and make you happy?"

Feng Hanhe glanced at Wen Zhenyi and asked, "Why don't I see you guys praising me?"

"We are not officials in the government. We just want this country to be stable so that we can live the life we ​​want on our own. Of course, it would be better if the law could be more sound and less black and gray."

Feng Chengyun looked at Wen Zhenyi: "Are you saying that the current laws are not sound?"

Wen Zhenyi did not answer but asked: "Do you feel healthy?"

Feng Chengyun lowered his head and thought for a moment: "How can I know if he is healthy?"

"Why don't you go to the Ministry of Justice and look through the old cases and the unsolved cases, as well as the true and false cases and wrongful convictions, and compare them with the current laws. Does he really think it is perfect?"

"Father, I want to go through the files of the Ministry of Justice tomorrow."

Feng Hanhe nodded: "Go ahead."

"Thank you, Father."

Feng Hanhe looked at Wen Zhenyi and asked, "Do you want to hold a wedding banquet for Xiaojiu and Xiaozhuang?"

"Don't you have a royal chef?"

"The imperial chef only has a few dishes, and they never seem to be anything new."

“I charge a fee.”

"And you're talking to me about money."

"I can't work for nothing."

"Okay, tell me how much you want."

"It doesn't cost much. Although you named this One Star Academy, there's no plaque or inscription here."

"Okay, I'll write it to you when I get back."

Chef Fan had the dishes placed on the table: "Miss, all the dishes are here."

Wen Zhenyi glanced at the dishes on the table and said, "Okay, everyone, take a seat and eat."

Meng Caidie was helped out by her maid and originally wanted to salute Feng Hanhe.

Seeing her like this, Feng Hanhe exempted her from the gift.

Feng Chengyun looked at Meng Caidie with a frown on his face, "What's going on, Miss Meng?"

Wen Zhenyi recounted the general course of events: "President Song said ten days. I don't know if it will work, so I can only try my best."

"No wonder Madam Meng and the others left with their children."

If it were in the past, Feng Hanhe might not have cared, but the longer he interacted with the Wen family, the more he longed for the company of family.

"Xiaojiu, have someone investigate the Liu family and find out what they've been doing all these years."

"yes."

Wen Zhenyi thought of someone: "But speaking of the Liu family, I think this Zhaozhou Mansion is quite interesting."

"He submitted a memorial to me to apologize and handed over all the money he had embezzled. As to whether it was all of it, I don't know."

"Just let someone check it out."

"He's admitted his guilt so well, I don't know how to deal with him." Feng Hanhe said, looking at Feng Chengyun: "What do you think we should do?"