009.Momentum

The next day, a corpse was found near the Dingbei Marquis's mansion. Someone had died without reason under the emperor's feet, and the case was handed over to the Ministry of Justice. However, the Ministry of Justice had received a secret letter from the emperor before the morning court session, which contained only four words: No need to investigate further.

This has a very subtle meaning.

During the morning court session, Marquis Dingbei looked calm, but the usually gentle and steady new emperor did not look very happy. After the court session was hastily adjourned, Cao Lun and Shangshu Ling Xi Yan were left behind to discuss government affairs.

Rong Jingmian did not take off his crown and hammered the table hard.

Cao Lun said calmly, "Not only is the person dead, but he also died in the alley next to the Dingbei Marquis's mansion. Liang Shenyu told you clearly that he was the one who killed the person. What old friendship? He was warning you, Your Majesty."

"He dared to kill, probably because he didn't know that he was my man." Rong Jing pursed his lips and turned to look at Xi Yan: "I'll have to trouble Master Xi at this time."

Xi Yan's only son, Xi Chaoyi, married the only princess in the palace last year. As a royal consort, Xi Yan was naturally considered a royal relative, and he and Rong Jing had been in the same boat for a long time.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Xi Yan nodded, "But there are still nine temples behind the Shangshu Mansion. Most of the nine temples obey the will of the Regent King. Although I am the Shangshu Ling, I am also subject to many checks and balances. Your Majesty's personal rule cannot be delayed!"

The last sentence was directed to Cao Lun.

Cao Lun could not deny it, and frowned, "If Dingbei Hou is willing to make his position clear, even if it means forcing Rong Se to do something desperate, it would be fine. But now he is just watching from the sidelines, and Rong Se is not taking any action, so it is not easy for us to take action."

Rong Jing said, "If we can't do it openly, then let's do it in secret." He said meaningfully, "Don't we have informants in the Dali Temple?"

Cao Lun and Xi Yan looked at each other.

Xi Yan hesitated and said, "Maybe we can give it a try. We just need to get rid of the useful people in his hands. Then, a single tree cannot make a forest!"

Cao Lun also nodded slightly and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial mausoleum is difficult to maintain, and the Empress Dowager is in a very fragile state. Please bring her back as soon as possible after the late emperor's death."

Rong Jing's expression changed slightly.

Cao Lun frowned: "What's wrong?"

Rong Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "There is no news from the Queen Mother, and none of us can get close."

Cao Lun's face suddenly turned as dark as ink.

On that day, Rong Se forced Queen Mother Cao away, apparently in revenge for the incident of guarding the imperial mausoleum. This matter was not a big deal. As long as he could secretly bring the person back, Rong Se would not be able to rush into the harem to cause trouble.

He had no choice but to kill first and report later.

Who would have thought that at this moment they couldn't even find the shadow of the person.

"You are going too far!" Cao Lun scolded, "The Queen Mother went to guard the late emperor's mausoleum, not to be kept under house arrest there!"

Xi Yan said softly, "Your Majesty, Lord Cao, please be patient. As long as Your Majesty takes charge of the government, the Regent Prince may be reduced to a prisoner. Then it will be easy to welcome the Queen Mother back to the palace. The most important thing is this matter."

Rong Jing remained calm and seemed to agree.

Cao Lun has always doted on this biological sister, but now Rong Se is determined not to let her go. After weighing the pros and cons, he nodded helplessly.

Far outside Beijing, in Panlong Mountain, there is an airtight wooden house with its doors and windows sealed shut, leaving only an opening large enough for a small bowl to pass through, which is also locked shut. The Empress Dowager Cao Yumin is inside.

Someone unlocked the small hole, lifted the wooden board, put in a bowl of bland brown rice, and then neatly locked it again.

A sharp, hoarse voice came from inside: "I am the Queen Mother! How dare you! Open the door! Open the door! Let me out!"

The guard was Rong Se's man, so he naturally ignored the threats from Queen Mother Cao and followed her orders without saying a word.

The higher-ups had given orders long ago that Empress Dowager Cao was not allowed to go out, let alone see the light of day, and no one was allowed to speak to her, not even a word.

In just two days, Empress Dowager Cao had several hysterical outbursts, repeatedly threatening to commit suicide. Even now, no one has paid any attention to her, and she has survived well to this day.

The person who delivered the food had an expressionless face and walked away without paying attention to the crackling sound of shattered porcelain inside.

The master has instructed that whether she wants to eat or not, she will be given two meals a day. She will naturally know to eat when she is hungry.

There was another round of curses and screams in the room behind her. The light was blocked in the dark room. She couldn't see her hand in front of her. Empress Dowager Cao hadn't washed for many days. She was dazed and felt fear gradually in the endless darkness and silence.

After accidentally cutting her foot with the broken porcelain pieces she had dropped, she dared not move and huddled in a corner, crying and shaking.

But she doesn't want to die.

Her son has become the emperor, and her son has defeated that whore and bitch!

As long as she kills that whore's son, she will be brought back to Beijing and she will be the most noble woman in the world!

Wait one more day... or two...

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Rong Se was busy with the reopening of Fu Sheng Lou. After all, he was not the original owner and this was a change of ownership. He rewrote the menu and stayed up all night to write down in detail the dishes he could remember. After all, even the most powerful brain still needs to look up information.

As time goes by, he will inevitably forget that there is no Internet in this place for him to surf freely.

He knew the writing system of the Jin Dynasty, but the process of translating from simplified characters into Jin characters involved an extra thinking process, so he was more accustomed to using a hard pen and simplified characters, using a closed-tip bamboo pen, and the recipes he wrote were all in the simplified characters he was familiar with.

But the menu he handed over to Fu Sheng Lou was a few dishes he had selected, which he copied in Jin Chinese and gave to Fu Sheng Lou for promotional purposes.

Once you are willing to spend the money, Fu Sheng Lou has a good geographical advantage. In just three days, it has changed from its usual deserted state. The novel names of the dishes and the high-profile publicity have attracted many people.

Rumors spread everywhere.

It is said that after the change of ownership of Fu Sheng Lou, an extraordinary chef came and the dishes he made are one of a kind in the world, and they are just waiting for the opening.

The person who did this was Lan Ying. She proudly reported to Rong Se, who was busy writing something, "Master, the news that our Fu Sheng Lou will open this month will be known to the whole Jin capital!"

Rong Se didn't even raise his head and praised, "Well done."

Lan Ying hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "But there are a lot of unpleasant words, Master, do we really not care? As long as I spread the word, no one will dare to say bad things about Fu Sheng Lou!"

"Don't worry about it." Rong Se said, "Let them spread the word. As long as they make a big enough noise, the results will be revealed on the opening day."

It's hard to satisfy everyone, there will always be people who are happy to tear down other people's tables. Rongse doesn't care about that. His dishes are indeed unique in Dajin. He just needs to wait until after the opening, and if anyone makes trouble, he will clean it up in no time.

"As you command." Lan Ying nodded and said casually, "Ahem, Master, it's getting late."

All the food in the palace these days was prepared by her master, who cooked it in different ways. As a result, Lan Ying was not as afraid of Rong Se as before, and even dared to miss the meals he cooked.

Rong Se was completely unaware of her intention and continued to write hard, "Well, I am not tired yet."

"..." Lan Ying hesitated and said politely, "So what are we having tonight?"

Rongse paused.

So he was just being overly sentimental?

Yun Chu walked in with a plate of grapes that had just been washed from the well. He ran into Rong Se who was walking out with an expressionless face. He was stunned for a moment, "Prince?"

Rong Se picked a grape and reached out to tap Lan Ying. "If there aren't enough people at the opening of Fu Sheng Lou, sell her to me to pay for the meal."

Lan Ying: “…”

Yun Chu nodded: "As you wish, what is this?"

Rong Se said calmly: "Let's cook."