After some lively greetings, even Su Nuannuan had to admire the couple's acting skills. Logically, they should be Duan Tingxuan's subordinates or juniors, but in their conversation and behavior, there was no trace of humility at all, as if they were really reminiscing about their cousin whom they had not seen for a long time.
Duan Tingxuan's plan is to become a cook to get closer to the target. As for who the target is, the young marquis said he didn't know and would wait for a reliable person to provide information. So the most urgent task now is for him to quickly master good cooking skills.
The reason why he decided to use the identity of a cook was naturally because of Su Nuannuan's unique technical support. It must be said that Duan Tingxuan did not attach much importance to this matter, so he did not pay much attention to it along the way: a cook is just about cooking, and a genius like himself can learn it in one go? Why does he need to practice in advance?
However, it was not until he caused two small fires in the kitchen before finishing a meal that the young marquis realized a terrible fact: no matter how talented you are, you will never be perfect. Just like Su Nuannuan was not a martial arts material, he had no pressure to learn literature and martial arts, and when his wife asked him about the temperature of the knife, how to use various seasonings, and what kind of pot to use for what kind of food, he was like a duck hearing thunder.
"Cousin" Chang San looked sternly at the stove that had been brutally tortured twice within an hour, and remained silent. Finally, after the young marquis gritted his teeth and glared, saying that there was no mountain in the world that he could not conquer and that he must continue to work hard to learn good cooking skills, he could not help but pat Duan Tingxuan on the shoulder and sighed, "Brother, forget it. No one is a jack of all trades, and you are not from this business. Let's think of another way. I am not afraid of anything else, but I am afraid that if you do it again and completely set this kitchen on fire, people who come to put out the fire will definitely get to the bottom of it. Did you burn the kitchen to practice? We cannot reveal such a low-level flaw, it will damage our reputation too much."
"You don't believe me?"
Duan Tingxuan gritted his teeth and glared at Chang San, but heard Su Nuannuan beside him sighing, "Don't even mention my cousin. Now even I don't trust you. Husband, you should know yourself. Just admit it. You are a natural killer in the kitchen. You are not suitable for this."
When Chang San saw that the Crown Prince's wife supported him, his courage immediately soared several steps, and he nodded repeatedly, "Sister-in-law is right. When the master comes back in the evening, we will discuss it. Let's eat first. Let's eat first. Well... ask your sister-in-law to cook two delicious dishes."
Duan Tingxuan still refused to give in, but Lian Siping rushed over to hold him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would burn the kitchen again in an impulsive manner. So he could only sigh and say, "Forget it. Since you all don't believe me, I don't have to... face the challenge head-on."
Seeing that the young marquis was so self-aware, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
In the afternoon, Chang San still had to go to the front yard to report for duty. When he came back in the evening, the family had finished their meal. After talking for a while, Chang San asked everyone to go and rest.
Duan Tingxuan and Su Nuannuan returned to the room and sat on the bed to talk for a while. Suddenly, a thin tinkling sound came from the corner of the bed. Su Nuannuan was startled and quickly jumped up and looked around, wondering, "What's that sound?"
"Secret code." Duan Tingxuan said with a chuckle, then pulled Su Nuannuan and asked her to sit back on the bed. Then he lowered the bed curtains, blew out the candle, and then pressed somewhere. He saw a crack in the white wall beside the bed silently, and light came out from inside. It turned out to be a stone staircase leading directly to the underground.
"Oh my god!" Su Nuannuan couldn't help but exclaimed. She thought she had traveled to an inspirational novel, growing and developing in Meiyue Tower, but after a thunderstorm, she was transformed into a house fight, and then went to the south of the Yangtze River. This turned into an ancient spy war drama. Who knew there would be a secret meeting in a secret passage, which is a common plot in martial arts movies. What kind of novel did I travel to? This time travel is too cost-effective.
As he was thinking about it, he carefully followed Duan Tingxuan through a long underground secret passage, and saw a spacious secret room at the end. It was not decorated gorgeously like in the TV series, but there were candles burning on the four walls, a round table in the middle, four stone benches, and a few snacks and a set of tea sets on the table.
At this time, there was a young man in white sitting on the round stool. He was about the same age as Duan Tingxuan, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a slender figure. Half of his hair was tied into a bun with a white jade hairpin, and the other half was loose. He had a quite free and easy temperament, which was in line with Su Nuannuan's imagination of the male protagonist of martial arts novels.
Seeing them coming, the young man stood up, bowed and said with a smile: "After many years, the prince is still as charming as ever. Congratulations..."
Before he could finish, Duan Tingxuan interrupted him impatiently. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop it. We just met in the capital during the Chinese New Year. What's the use of calling me a prince? Just follow the old rules and call me Tingxuan. This is your sister-in-law."
The young man in white froze for a moment, then said with a dark face, "Isn't it because I am trying to look good in front of my sister-in-law, for fear of scaring her? How come you don't have the demeanor of a prince at all? Are you like this at home?"
"Haha, I'm even more casual than this in the mansion. If you don't believe me, ask Nuannuan." Logically, one should not directly say his wife's name in front of a man outside his family. This shows how deep the relationship between Duan Tingxuan and the man in front of him is.
"Really?" The young man in white was puzzled: "Why do I always feel that you are not such a casual person? Is it my illusion?"
"It's not an illusion." Duan Tingxuan said seriously: "I am indeed not a casual person, but when I am casual, I am not a human being."
Young man in white: ...
"Well, this is what your sister-in-law said about me, so you should know what kind of person your sister-in-law is."
Young man in white: "What...what kind of person? Also...isn't he a human being when he's being casual?"
"I'll beat you up." Duan Tingxuan's face darkened. "How dare you say such nonsense in front of me? Oh, saying it in front of me is nothing. The important thing is, you dare to say it in front of your sister-in-law? Are you itching for trouble?"
“I’m sorry.” The young man in white hurriedly bowed to Su Nuannuan and said, “Let my sister-in-law know that I’m not likely to be influenced by the company of good people, but I’m very likely to be influenced by the company of bad people. With Brother Tingxuan’s example, I can’t help but…”
“Shut up.” Duan Tingxuan gnashed his teeth in anger, then turned to Su Nuannuan: “Nuannuan, this is Su Donglou, the owner of Mingyu Tower that you have always been thinking about.”
Su Nuannuan didn't say a word from beginning to end. Listening to the two people talking more and more nonsense, she just wanted to cover her chest and say "I'm so tired". However, when she heard this sentence, she was so shocked that she almost jumped up and said in a lost voice: "What? He is the owner of Mingyu Tower? No, this is impossible."
"Why not?" Su Donglou was stunned, blinking and looking at Su Nuannuan: "Sister-in-law, do you think I don't have the authority of the owner of Mingyu Tower?"
"You're too young." Su Nuannuan looked at him: This guy is only about 22 or 23 years old? He's the leader of the gang in the six southern provinces? Even martial arts novels wouldn't dare to have such a Jack Su character, okay?
"Ambition is not a matter of age." Su Donglou smiled proudly, but heard Su Nuannuan say faintly: "To be the chief, it seems that it is not enough to have ambition. I believe that every outstanding martial artist in the six southern provinces has this ambition. Even the dog-slaughtering gang wants to sweep the world."
"Ahem, of course, besides having ambitions, I've also always had good luck." Su Donglou smiled awkwardly, then pointed at Duan Tingxuan and said, "Sister-in-law, isn't the person standing next to you also a typical example of someone who has achieved success at a young age? It seems like you shouldn't be so surprised by my achievements."
Su Nuannuan glanced at Duan Tingxuan, and after hesitating for a while, she decided to tell the truth: "Well... it is undeniable that he has a good father."
Not to mention Su Donglou, even Duan Tingxuan was shocked by this sentence for a long time. After a long while, Su Donglou said shyly: "Well... if that's the case, my father... seems... not bad either. He was the former owner of Mingyu Tower."
This time it was Su Nuannuan's turn to be shocked. She stared at Duan Tingxuan and then at Su Donglou with wide eyes. After a long while, she murmured, "It turns out that it has been like this since ancient times. It's always an era of relying on one's father."
"What do you mean by competing with your father? Nuannuan, don't talk nonsense. I have earned my position by myself, okay?" Duan Tingxuan frowned. "If it's just competing with your father, how come I am the only one who can call the shots in the court when there are so many children of nobles in the capital?"
Su Donglou glanced at him and thought to himself that this guy's arrogance has not changed at all. Even if you really call the shots in the court, can you please leave this kind of talk to us? "Su Nuannuan looked at her husband, blinked her eyes and said softly: "Well, it's true that compared to those noble children, you have more unique conditions. In addition to relying on your father, you also have a good aunt. "
Su Donglou couldn't help laughing, then clapped his hands and said, "I've always heard from Brother Duan that my sister-in-law is a wonderful person. It's true that hearing about her is not as good as meeting her in person, and meeting her in person is even better than hearing about her. Come, let's talk and laugh later. Please take a seat first, and let's discuss the big plan together."
Duan Tingxuan originally wanted to clarify that he did not rely on his aunt to get to his current position, but after hearing what Su Donglou said, he gave up. He and Su Nuannuan sat down at the stone table, and he said in a deep voice: "Have you found out about Pingzhang's matter?"
Su Donglou's expression also became heavy. He sighed and said, "Combining all the clues, it should be Liu Qiang, a confidant of King Xiangyang, who did it. However, everyone was killed at the time, and the bodies were pushed down the cliff into the old forest nearby. So far, only five bodies have been found. There are really no obvious clues left. I can only speculate secretly and can't bring it to the table."
"The King of Xiangyang didn't tell you about this matter? It shows that he is still wary of you." Duan Tingxuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's been so long, he still doesn't trust you?"
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