There are also many snacks on the table.
Feng Huaiyan saw Feng Huaiji coming over and poured him a cup of tea, "Are you here to eat for free again?"
"Yeah." Feng Huaiji sat down opposite him, "Brother, do you still remember Master Yan?"
The woman swinging on the swing quietly tightened her hands holding the cotton rope, pressing the swing to slowly stop.
"Remember, what's wrong?" Feng Huaiyan glanced to the side, "Come here."
Mian Shuang got off the swing and walked to Feng Huaiyan to salute him, her eyes wide and her eyebrows shimmering, "Second Young Master."
Feng Huaiyan held her wrist and brought her to his side. His voice remained the same, but his eyes were not as cold anymore. "Sit down."
Mian Shuang hesitated for a moment, then obediently sat down next to him.
Feng Huaiji's eyes quickly passed over her face and moved to Feng Huaiyan beside him, "No need to be so polite."
"Today I was looking through old cases and saw the case of Master Yan. It also reminded me that you and I had been to Master Yan's mansion before. Master Yan was a man of integrity and honesty, and he didn't seem like someone who would take bribes, so I asked him about it."
Mian Shuang, who was about to pull the small plate of steamed sugar custard on the table, paused, then quickly returned to normal, lowered her head and pulled the steamed sugar custard in front of her.
Feng Huaiyan glanced at her sideways and said, "I had a shallow teacher-student relationship with Lord Yan in the past, so I have some understanding of the Yan family. They are indeed upright."
"Yongzhou suffered a severe drought, and the disaster relief funds were embezzled, causing the people of Yongzhou to starve to death. In order to appease the anger of the people, Empress Dowager Xu ordered a massacre overnight."
"The key to the serious case is the whereabouts of the stolen money. Several boxes of gold were moved out of the Taifu mansion. The evidence is irrefutable."
"If you don't go to the Ministry of Justice, you can't conduct a trial, and if you make a verdict, you will be executed."
"In the past, the famous King Gao Xin led the troops to search for Bo Ren, which convinced the court and the people. It was also King Gao Xin who personally supervised the execution."
"It's difficult to overturn the verdict."
Feng Huaiji raised his eyes, and it seemed as if he was speaking to other people, "You know much more about this than I, the person in charge of the trial."
It seems that he has done a lot of private investigations.
Feng Huaiyan met his gaze and nodded slightly.
Feng Huaiji looked away, and saw someone's expression that was not completely concealed, and said, "I'm hungry. Ask Jingyun to go to the kitchen to urge them."
After hearing what Feng Huaiji said, Jing Yun walked out of the yard without Feng Huaiyan's instructions.
Feng Huaiji waved to Qingming who was not far away, "Put it on the table."
Qingming put down the bag of marinated duck slices and opened it.
"You even went all the way to the north of the city."
"I ran into my ninth sister on my way home. She bought it and politely asked me if I wanted to eat it. I also asked if she wanted to come over." Thinking of Yingyue's expression at that time, Feng Huaiji's eyebrows unconsciously showed a smile.
"Then you are really fluent." Feng Huaiyan noticed the smile on his face, and his eyes darkened slightly.
Feng Huaiji ignored him. They had been bickering like this since they were young. Seeing the carpenter busy in the distance, he asked, "What are you building?"
"kitchen."
Mian Shuang quietly raised her eyes and looked at Feng Huaiyan. She had just whispered yesterday that it would be nice to have a kitchen in the yard, but she didn't expect that the prince would have someone build it today.
"After you finish building this one, ask them to build one in my yard. The big kitchen is too slow."
"Um."
After finishing dinner, Feng Huaiji came out of Qingyun Courtyard.
Qing Ming followed him and said, "Sir, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival. After Mid-Autumn Festival comes the Autumn Hunt. I guess you will be the winner again this year."
"It's not even the autumn hunt yet, and you're already starting to suck up to me."
"I am telling the truth. None of the sons of the military families can compare to you."
Feng Huaiji looked up, the bright moon was rising, "What's the point of me doing this every year? I hope they can be stronger."
He suddenly remembered teaching Yingyue riding and archery yesterday. He hadn't figured out what to do next time he had a day off, so he decided to take her to the eastern suburbs.
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