Zhao Shu prayed for the Crown Prince in the Buddhist hall every day, but she was not sure if her sincerity would work.
After all, she had been reborn, so the talk of ghosts and gods must not be unfounded. But who knows? For at least ten days, there was no news of the Crown Prince.
However, no news is the best news; at least no body was brought back.
"Your Highness, Miss Sun Liu has arrived," Chu Chun reported.
She stood up, and Sun Yun, who had already arrived in front of the Buddhist hall, was startled to see her. "You've gotten so thin in just a few days!"
"Really? No wonder I feel much lighter these days." After saying that, she walked out of the Buddhist hall and walked side by side with Sun Yun, preparing to return to Qionghua Temple.
Sun Yun gave her a disapproving glare. "I'm not kidding, you've really gotten as thin as a bamboo pole. Is your chef who makes double-skin milk still in the palace?"
Zhao Shu nodded. Sun Yun listened and pondered for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "It's only because I find you pleasing to the eye that I'm lucky enough to be with you. Otherwise, ordinary people wouldn't have that kind of good fortune."
After saying that, she asked Chu Chun, "Where is your kitchen? Take me there."
Zhao Shu hadn't quite understood what she meant when Chu Chun looked at her with a troubled expression. Sun Yun, however, was furious. "What? You're not even willing to tell me where your kitchen is?"
"What do you want with the kitchen?" Zhao Shu asked, puzzled. Did you want to cook?
Sun Yunru looked at her as if she were an idiot. "Of course I'm cooking. What else do you think I'm doing in the kitchen? Don't be touched. I only cook for people I find pleasing to the eye."
Zhao Shu almost laughed. Was it a step forward that Sun Yun found her agreeable? You see, all the noble ladies in the capital disdained to associate with her and looked down on her openly and secretly.
Before she could be moved, Green Ivy was moved first, her eyes welling up with tears. If Sun Yun were to say anything more sentimental, she would surely be in tears.
"You can cook?" It wasn't that Zhao Shu didn't believe it, but Sun Yun clearly wasn't the type of person who could cook.
"You underestimate me? Come on, let me show you." Without saying a word, Sun Yun grabbed Zhao Shu and pointed to Chu Chun, saying, "Lead the way to the kitchen."
They rushed to the kitchen, where Granny Qin was preparing dinner, and Prince Duan's cook was also there.
Upon entering the kitchen, the maids and servants hurriedly bowed and said, "Granny Qin, please stay. Everyone else, please leave."
The maids and servants all put down their work and left, leaving only Granny Qin and Prince Duan's cook. Prince Duan had two cooks, who seemed to be a mother and daughter.
"Didn't you hear what the princess said? Why don't you leave?" Chu Chun shouted sternly. This was the Yong Prince's residence; she had no reason to be afraid of a stranger's servant.
However, the mother and daughter said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Princess, please forgive us. It is almost time for the concubine and the princess to have their dinner. They will be returning to their residence soon. We dare not be negligent. Please allow us to prepare the concubine and the princess's meal before we leave."
"Doesn't Xiaoxiang Courtyard have a small kitchen? Why is it taking up the Prince's main kitchen?" Chu Chun was furious when she heard this. With the Prince away, this concubine was acting more and more like the Prince's mistress.
"The concubine said the small kitchen was too small and the food wasn't flavorful enough, so we servants came to the main kitchen to cook. The prince knows this too," the old woman said confidently.
Chu Chun knew that the princess had disliked Consort Zhang and Princess Nihong for a long time, but she didn't know why she had always tolerated the mother and daughter. However, she was sure that the princess was not someone to be bullied.
Knowing that the Empress Dowager's most favored princess was standing behind her, her confidence grew considerably. "Is the prince you're talking about His Highness Prince Yong, the master of our Prince Yong's Mansion?"
In the old woman's mind, Prince Yong was a disgraced prince with a terrible reputation. It was said that he had no fiefdom left and his mansion only had a little over a hundred soldiers. He was not even as good as a county prince, let alone as noble as their Prince Duan.
“Naturally, it is His Highness Prince Duan.” After saying that, he glanced at Chu Chun with disdain.
Chu Chun wanted to slap him a few times, but Zhao Shu chuckled and said, "Why waste so much time talking nonsense? Throw him out. If he dares to come to the main kitchen again, he'll be kicked out of the palace."
Xiao Guozi knew martial arts, and with Sheng Xia, Xin Wei, and others following behind, Zhao Shu gave the order, and they swiftly shooed the mother and daughter out of the kitchen.
Ever since Prince Duan moved into Prince Yong's mansion, they felt that Consort Zhang and Zhao Nihong's behavior was extremely excessive. Prince Duan's mansion completely treated them as the masters and did not take the prince and princess seriously at all.
At this moment, having received Zhao Shu's words, he naturally did not hold back, and the mother and daughter were choked and cried out in pain.
Sun Yun chuckled, "So you're always this direct. Did you secretly learn it from me?"
As she spoke, she worked as if she were a real cook. There was black-boned chicken on the cutting board, and she rolled up her sleeves and began to cut the chicken.
This skillful movement terrified Zhao Shu. Later, others told her that women from noble families not only knew how to play the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs, and prose, but also how to perform rituals, music, calligraphy, mathematics, horseback riding, and archery. Needlework and cooking were also essential skills. Moreover, noble families had their own unique recipes that were not passed on to outsiders.
Not being from a prominent family, she naturally wouldn't understand these things.
While Sun Yun was cooking, Zhao Shu was chased out of the kitchen, but not allowed to leave. In Sun Yun's words, it was because she was afraid Zhao Shu wouldn't believe that she had cooked it.
With the intelligence in his pocket, Xiao Zhu searched around and found Zhao Shu in the kitchen. "Princess, the Wang and Xie families have all come to the capital. They are now kneeling at the East Gate, begging the Emperor to uphold justice for them. An old patriarch of the Wang family personally beat the Dengwen Drum."
"Where is Lord Wang? Isn't Lord Wang supposed to be able to keep Wang Kuanqi in check?" It's about time. The Wang family members will arrive in the capital from their ancestral home around this time.
Wang Kuanqi was also very patient. After the matter of the divine right of kings, he waited for so long, until all the clansmen from the ancestral home had gone to the capital, before taking action.
Although some members of the Wang family in the capital followed Wang Jiyang and branched out, the people in the ancestral home still regarded Wang Kuanqi's lineage as the direct branch of the Wang family. As a result, Wang Jiyang was likely to be at a disadvantage, since there were several famous scholars among the people in the Wang family's ancestral home.
Let's not even mention the old erudite scholar.
"Lord Wang is staying indoors." Xiao Zhu was also worried for Wang Jiyang. Now everyone was saying that Wang Jiyang, as the eldest son of the Wang family, had angered the old Grand Tutor to death. Such an unfilial person was not worthy of being a human being.
Zhao Shu thought for a moment and asked, "It seems that the Wang family's disciples haven't made any moves yet?"
Xiao Zhu Zi shuddered, breaking out in a cold sweat. The Wang family still had countless disciples rushing to the capital, and it seemed that Lord Wang was doomed this time.
He couldn't help but feel sorry for Wang Jiyang. He was clearly the eldest son, but he failed to inherit the Wang family business and ended up becoming a sinner of the Wang family.
He shook his head. "Never."
That's it. Transportation in Dayong isn't very developed. Judging by the time, they should have arrived in the capital by now. "Has Lord Xie returned?"
Not yet.
Xie Yun has not yet returned to the capital. The Yang family is already restrained by Qiu Tang. So who will restrain the Wang family? Zhao Shu paced back and forth at the kitchen door, wondering when her father would return to the capital.
Just as they were at their wits' end, Sun Yun pushed open the kitchen door. "You're like a silly goose, what are you thinking about so intently? Come in quickly."
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