Chapter 95 You let me eat grass?

The dead person is Qiu Kui's aunt, because the blacksmith had beaten her not long ago, and the government currently believes that the blacksmith is most likely the murderer.

When the blacksmith was taken away by the officials, he kept turning back to assure Qiu Kui that he only beat people and did not kill anyone.

Faced with this sudden situation, Qiu Kui was obviously stunned and cried anxiously: "Hua Hua, what should we do?"

Jiang Yanyi patted her shoulder and comforted her: "The government will handle it impartially."

Qiu Kui nodded obediently, but there were still tears in her eyes and she kept sobbing.

Jiang Yanyi wanted to find Feng Shuo and ask him to send someone to help investigate the matter. The death of Qiu Kui's aunt was obviously related to the group of people who were looking for Qiu Kui.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shuo came to her first.

In order to avoid being seen, Jiang Yanyi took Feng Shuo to the guest room in the west wing.

"Marquis Xing'an was instigated to rebel, and the Yuzhou garrison joined forces with your uncle's troops to rescue your cousin and his family. You can return to Xizhou today."

This is the biggest good news in recent days. The Chu family is safe and sound, and they have also won another Marquis Xing'an as an ally.

But Feng Shuo's face did not show much joy. He said, "Wait for your uncle to come back, and we will arrange the marriage first. After the mourning period is over in a year, we will get married."

The mourning period in the Daxuan Dynasty is at least one year, and at most three years.

No matter how anxious Feng Shuo is, he can't ignore Jiang Yanyi's arrangement of marriage during the mourning period, but the marriage is almost announced to the world that the Princess of Liaoning has been selected.

Marriage is always the most solid alliance. Countless dukes came to serve him and wanted to send their daughters to the palace. Only when he made his position clear, those people would give up the idea completely.

Knowing that Chu Changping and the others were safe, Jiang Yanyi felt relieved. She understood his intention of getting engaged in a hurry. Moved

, Jiang Yanyi said, "Okay."

These days, he handled official business until late at night every day, and his face showed some fatigue. Jiang Yanyi looked distressed: "Have you not eaten well recently? You have lost weight."

Speaking of eating, Feng Shuo thought of the pot of skewers that his mother had taken away.

He nodded righteously: "No."

Jiang Yanyi: "..."

The good warmth was suddenly gone with his word "no".

He said he wanted to eat a goose hotpot, so Jiang Yanyi went to the kitchen and asked Chef Yao to prepare a hotpot. The broth was prepared every night, and the base ingredients she had fried before were not used up yet. The broth and base ingredients were put into the pot, rinsed with boiling water, and then simmered on the silver charcoal of the small stove.

Jiang Yanyi knew that Feng Shuo didn't like to eat vegetarian food, so she specially prepared some more pickled vegetables when picking ingredients.

A diner outside ordered a plate of pickled garlic, and Yang Xiu sent a message to ask the people inside to prepare the dishes faster.

The pot of pickled garlic that Jiang Yanyi pickled in late autumn was already pickled, and it was quite popular in the restaurant as a side dish.

Mrs. An picked up a garlic from the pickle pot and broke off the cloves. The garlic skin was soaked until it was translucent. The thin layer of garlic wrapped around the garlic cloves was crystal clear and smelled sweet and sour, which was very appetizing.

Eating hot pot with pickled garlic can relieve greasiness. Jiang Yanyi thought about it and peeled a small plate for Feng Shuo himself.

When she took the pot and the side dishes to the room, Feng Shuo found that the meat in the dish was not on the bamboo sticks, and said, "It's a little different from what you asked someone to send that day."

Jiang Yanyi said, "It tastes the same if you just cook it like this. The bamboo sticks are all used up and I haven't sharpened them yet."

The silver charcoal in the stove was burning very vigorously, and the water in the pot began to gurgle. Feng Shuo picked up a piece of pork belly with wooden chopsticks and put it in the red soup pot to cook.

Pork belly is the best piece of meat on the pig, with 90% lean meat and the remaining layer of fat in a crisscross pattern. It is neither greasy nor dry because it is all lean meat. It will not be overcooked even if it is cooked for a long time, and the taste is excellent.

While he was eating, Jiang Yanyi told him about the blacksmith: "There is something suspicious in Liuxiang, West Street. Qiu Kui has been with me since she left the Xizhou camp. Suddenly, someone went to great lengths to find her. After the blacksmith asked about her aunt, her aunt died. This is too strange."

Qiu Kui was someone close to Jiang Yanyi, and Feng Shuo was afraid that someone would use Qiu Kui to harm Jiang Yanyi, so he immediately said, "I will ask Xing Yao to supervise the case in person."

He agreed, and Jiang Yanyi felt relieved, saying, "Why don't you also ask someone to tell the government? I'm afraid she will confess under torture."

Feng Shuo looked at her.

Jiang Yanyi realized belatedly that she was a bit like a pillow talker.

Her face suddenly became hot for no reason, but she thought that it was not like she was asking Feng Shuo to abuse his power for personal gain. The blacksmith was indeed wronged. She just didn't want him to suffer in the cell because of Qiu Kui.

So she straightened her back and met Feng Shuo's gaze.

Feng Shuo looked at her guilty and righteous look, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously: "It's up to you."

Jiang Yanyi had finally prepared herself mentally, but when Feng Shuo said this, she felt embarrassed again.

Seeing Feng Shuo eating meat in red soup, and the mushroom slices that were put in the clear soup at the beginning still floating, Jiang Yanyi said: "Don't just eat meat, the clear soup is also delicious."

Feng Shuo didn't respond, but the meaning of disdain on his face was very obvious - he didn't like to eat vegetarian food.

Jiang Yanyi had no choice but to pick up a pickled garlic from the plate, peel off the snow-white skin as thin as a cicada wing and hand it to him: "Try this."

Feng Shuo didn't reach out to take it, but directly took the pickled garlic she fed him with his lips.

The first feeling when he put it in his mouth was sweet. When he chewed it, a slight sourness that took a long time to ferment filled his mouth, and there was a hint of the original spicy taste of garlic, but it was pickled for too long, and the spiciness was no longer obvious, mainly sour and sweet.

The taste was surprisingly good.

Although Feng Shuo had lost his sense of taste for many years, he knew that garlic was used as a seasoning, so he had never eaten garlic before. This was his first time trying it.

Could this thing actually be eaten directly as a cold dish?

Afraid of appearing to be overly surprised, Feng Shuo nodded calmly: "It tastes okay."

He didn't know how to explain the matter of taste to Jiang Yanyi. The reason they were brought together was because of his intermittent sense of taste, but his feelings for her did not originate from this.

Afraid that Jiang Yanyi would misunderstand his original intention of liking her, Feng Shuo decided to find a suitable time to tell her.

When he returned that day, Feng Shuo asked Xing Yao to work on Qiu Kui's aunt's case.

This investigation revealed a lot of things.

The group of people who secretly inquired about Qiu Kui's identity were sent by the emperor. He had previously written a letter to Qiu Kui at Jiang Yanyi's request and sent it to the capital, requesting the restoration of her status as a good citizen.

Although the emperor did not approve it, the fact that he, as a vassal king, suddenly asked for the restoration of a good citizenship for a woman who was condemned to be a military prostitute still made the emperor concerned.

He had never withdrawn the defense line on the main street of the Protectorate since it was set up at the beginning, so that even if he was not at home, the safety of Jiang Yanyi and the Grand Empress Dowager would be guaranteed.

When the emperor asked spies in Xizhou City to investigate, they found that Qiu Kui lived next to the vassal mansion, and the main street of the Protectorate was covered with a dragnet, so he determined that Qiu Kui was his weak spot. At that time, he was using Jiang Yanxi to threaten the emperor, so the emperor asked Anzhuo in Xizhou City to find Qiu Kui's uncle's family, wanting to capture Qiu Kui to threaten him.

The emperor's Anzhuo base in Xizhou City was destroyed in one fell swoop, and after a severe torture, the cause of Qiu Kui's aunt's death was also found out.

Anzhuo learned that the blacksmith was going to sue Qiu Kui's aunt, and was afraid that Qiu Kui's stepmother would reveal too much, so he kept silent.

When Feng Shuo told Jiang Yanyi the result of the case, Jiang Yanyi also sighed after hearing it.

She asked Feng Shuo to help restore Qiu Kui's good name, but she never expected that it was the letter that almost harmed Qiu Kui. After

Feng Shuo finished speaking, he drank the chicken soup stewed by Jiang Yanyi, but he noticed a plate of cold salad in the food box... Grass roots?

The off-white grass roots were cut into inch-long pieces, with brown grass knots on them, and hair-like whiskers growing on the knots, which looked unpalatable.

Feng Shuo couldn't help but frown: "You let me eat grass?"