Chapter 130 The Dog Emperor is Considerate
Jiang Rumin's thoughts returned to reality, and he asked Song Yunchu, "Sir Song, these girls who are good at using poison...are they from Prince Yi's side?"
Song Yunchu was a little surprised when he heard this, "You guessed it?"
Ever since Jiang Rumin woke up, Song Yunchu almost never mentioned Jun Tianyi in front of her.
Firstly, she didn't want to bring up Jiang Rumin's bad memories in the past. Secondly, she couldn't produce any actual evidence to prove that the Poison Lady was instructed by Jun Tianyi. After all, the information she got came from the original novel.
"The girl just pointed the dagger at my face. She was very close to me, and I could smell her fragrance. It was Fengwu incense, which is made from Fengwei Wutong and osmanthus petals in late autumn, mixed with dozens of exotic flowers. It has a fresh and pleasant smell and is a relatively rare type of incense."
"This is the incense Jun Tianyi often uses. I once added a calming spice to it to make it more gentle. Ordinary people can't smell it, but I can. The girl who held me hostage has this scent on her body. Maybe it's because she stayed in Prince Yi's residence for a long time, or maybe she asked Prince Yi for this incense."
Jiang Rumin said, with a self-deprecating smile, "The person I once treated with all my heart turned out to be so black-hearted and rotten-hearted."
What she and Song Yunchu did in the west of the city was beneficial to the country and the people. Even if Jun Tianyi hated Song Yunchu so much, he shouldn't have sent people to the west of the city to cause trouble.
He was only thinking about his own personal vendetta, but had he ever considered how many people were waiting for her life-saving medicine?
If Song Yunchu hadn't arranged everything for her, how could she have accomplished anything on her own?
Jun Tianyi kept saying that he couldn't let her go, but it turned out that his inability to let her go was causing trouble again and again.
He didn't even dare to come to the west of the city to take a look at how deserted and desolate these once prosperous streets were now, and how miserable and desperate those terminally ill people were.
He would just sit in the palace, living his happy life while ordering others to do evil things.
What's even more ridiculous is that she was once so obsessed with him.
"You have said goodbye to the past, so there is no need to blame yourself anymore."
Song Yunchu's words rang in his ears, "He wants us to be frustrated, so we will succeed in front of him. Our fame and fortune will be the biggest blow to him."
"Master Song is right."
Jiang Rumin thought of the rewards he had asked for from the emperor, quickly composed himself, and then stood up to get his backpack.
She has more important things to do now and has no time to blame her past self.
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When night fell, everyone went down the mountain carrying baskets of white rock mushrooms, and they were already starving when they returned to the Sifang Inn.
"Master Song is back."
A black-clad secret guard came up to Song Yunchu and said, "Your Majesty has ordered us to prepare a lot of ingredients. There are several large pots of soup simmering in the kitchen. Everyone must be tired and hungry at the moment. We can eat this spicy hot pot soon."
Song Yunchu didn't expect to have a meal as soon as he came back, and his eyes brightened.
There was nothing delicious on the mountain. In order not to waste time, everyone ate dry food with tea or water. Those things could only fill hunger and could not compare with hot cooked food.
The Dog Emperor was thoughtful enough to ask someone to prepare spicy hot pot for everyone. She thought the kitchen would not start cooking until she came back.
Song Yunchu just felt his stomach was empty, so he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen, the secret guards had already cleaned the ingredients and were slicing the meat.
Song Yunchu was just about to throw in some easy-to-cook food to cook first, but after looking around at the ingredients, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.
"Who killed this fish? The scales weren't even scraped off."
"You don't need to cut the meatballs into slices, otherwise you won't be able to find the stuffing inside once you put them in the pot."
"It's correct to slice the radish and lotus root, but why are the green vegetables cut into shreds? It will be difficult to fish them out later. Green leafy vegetables should be kept whole."
Song Yunchu was a little amused.
"Master Song, this is the first time we've done this, so... we don't quite understand."
A secret guard took over the conversation, "Lord Shen originally proposed to hire a few cooks from outside, but His Majesty rejected it. Because the plague prescription has reached the most critical stage, His Majesty does not allow any outsiders to enter the Sifang Inn, especially in terms of food, he can only ensure that it is handled by his own people."
"Your men have all gone up the mountain, so we have to do the work of cutting vegetables and meat. Since there is no one to guide us... we ended up like this. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Master Song."
Song Yunchu heard this and naturally did not blame them. He just said, "It's okay. Don't worry about the chopped ones for now. You can put them in the pot when there is not enough to eat. Just cut the fish and meat slices as thin as possible."
These people are the dog emperor's secret guards. The swords they practiced in martial arts can make flowers in their hands, but the kitchen knife is a very special weapon to them.
They probably never imagined that they would be assigned to work in the kitchen during their lifetime.
Although the secret guards made a bit of a mess of the food, fortunately most of the food they had washed was clean, and everyone was able to eat quickly.
Song Yunchu was sitting alone in a corner of the inn, eating, when a tall figure came to her table.
"Sir Song, I have something to say to you."
Song Yunchu glanced at Shen Yue, "Master Shen, please sit down and talk."
Chen Yue sat down and said expressionlessly, "I know that you have made great contributions to the plague and have given effective command. You will be very successful when you return to the court this time. But you must allow me to remind you that it is easy to fall from a high place. No matter how great your achievements are, you must always remember your duty as a minister when dealing with His Majesty. If something like knocking His Majesty unconscious happens again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Song Yunchu paused with his chopsticks.
Is this warning from Chen Yue what the Dog Emperor meant?
It made sense when she thought about it. Although her starting point for knocking the dog emperor unconscious was to consider him, he was the king of a country after all. If she was told that she did not respect him enough, she really could not refute it.
But she was a meritorious official after all, and the dog emperor did not intend to blame her, which was why he let Chen Yue give her a verbal warning.
In fact, she didn't need his warning at all, as she knew it in her heart. After all, credit cannot be obtained whenever one wants. It would be difficult to encounter achievements comparable to the fight against the epidemic in the future. No matter how generous the reward was when she returned to the court this time, she would not be too complacent.
"Master Shen, have you eaten yet?" Song Yunchu smiled faintly at Chen Yue, "Would you like to try the base of this spicy wild vegetable soup?"
Chen Yue frowned, "Sir Song, I am talking to you about something serious!"
"I have heard it and I know what is going on. I will go and apologize to His Majesty after I finish eating. Thank you for reminding me, Lord Shen. By the way, this soup base is really good. Lord Shen, are you sure you don't want to try it? Count from the left to the right in the kitchen, and it's the third pot."
Chen Yue smelled the spicy and fresh aroma in the air and swallowed his saliva.
When Lord Song and his companions returned, they had already missed dinner time. The food he and His Majesty ate was prepared according to the style of Zuixianlou.
Without Zui Xiang Lou's unique sauce, the taste of his dish was indeed a little lacking. Now, the bowl in Song Yunchu's hand looked obviously more appetizing than the one he made.
Prime Minister Song always looks absent-minded when talking about serious matters. He only cares about eating. Now inviting him to eat together, could it be that he wants to test his attitude and win him over?
Oh, he is a confidant cultivated by His Majesty. His Majesty trusts him far more than Prime Minister Song. His path to success is smooth and he does not need to accept anyone's solicitation.
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