Chapter 147 Osmanthus Cake

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date="2020-11-30"

title="Chapter 147 Osmanthus Cake"

weight="107029"

series = ["I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man"]

mode = "manual"

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The sky shattered, and the whole night was busy. The faces of the Ministry of War and the Criminal Ministry did not have the slightest fatigue, but some were joy and excitement after success. After several years of searching, finally wiped out this big trouble. Even their leader was caught by the tail.

It's just a pity... Tang Chen and others put all the captured Nanchen into prison, and they couldn't help but feel a little regret.

It's a pity that the most important person was brought into the inner palace by the emperor and could not be interrogated carefully.

Fortunately, a decisive victory has been achieved. Even if there are some slipping fish, it is an insignificant pawn. Nanchen's many years of business here have been ruined, and it is impossible to resurrect in a short time.

Coming out of the government office, Tang Chen couldn't help but use his brains. He didn't know what the emperor would do with that person?

It's obviously not just him who has this doubt.

"What will the emperor do with him?" Yan Chang rode his horse on the road, guessing in distress.

The group had just finished fighting and was about to return to the camp of Perak.

Pei Tuo was silent, before replying after a while: "Who knows."

"It's a pity for such a good martial artist." Yan Chang sighed. Although he doesn't know the final outcome of that person, such a crime, no matter how forgiving the monarch, would not be able to accept this betrayal.

Take it back to the palace, maybe just don't want the final ending to fall into the eyes of outsiders.

Yao Xingxu, who is also a military lieutenant, said in doubt: "Such a master should be famous in Nanchen. Fang Yuan, he has never heard of this name."

Pei Tuo sneered: "Of course, the name of Bai Guangxi, who doesn't know Nanchen?"

"Who?" Yan Chang's eyes almost stared out beside him, "Bai...Bai Guangxi, don't scare me!"

Several other officers were also shocked.

Pei Tuo glanced at him, well, when he heard the news, he had a similar reaction.

Looking blankly at the void, Yan Chang finally looked back at God for a while, "No wonder he finally said that his family was...this kind of deep hatred..."

Then I thought, isn't it just Pei Ling, his most beloved lord, who slaughtered the Bai family? Yan Chang chuckled and did not continue.

Inexplicably, everyone felt depressed along the way.

Ren Jinglei, who was walking beside Pei Tuo, didn't say a word. He walked to the gate of Kuaicheng. He took the reins and said calmly: "I won't send you anymore, I have to return to the Office of the Five City Division. trip."

Pei Tuo nodded, and the group parted ways.

The sun rose on the horizon, breaking through the dense darkness, and the rain that lasted all night finally stopped. The air was misty and full of light and fresh breath that is characteristic of rain.

Ren Jinglei galloped on his horse, turned a bend, and entered the boundary of Qingyunfang.

He slowed down gradually, and a sense of silence in his heart surged. It seemed that that night, the fierce battle still lingered beside him, staying in his eyes.

His eyes were a little confused, until he passed the door of a mansion.

The silent eyes gradually regained vitality. The horse speed did not stop. He slowly rode past the door of Lord Jiang. Some days have passed since the farce of driving away his daughter-in-law in the street, and he didn’t know the person inside. How is life now?

As he was thinking about it, suddenly a small figure came into sight.

Ren Jinglei hurriedly restrained the horse, and did not run into the little girl who came out of the alley nearby.

She was still a child and was obviously taken aback by the running horse that suddenly passed by. Almost fell to the ground.

Ren Jinglei flew down, rushed forward like a flying shadow, and hugged her small body.

The little girl finally stood firm and looked at the knight before her in shock.

She was born handsome and cute, only four or five years old, with big eyes flashing, full of agile brilliance.

It was the youngest daughter named Min Niang who was next to the lady Jiang who was almost evicted from the house.

"Early in the morning, why did you run out alone, what about the maid next to you?" Ren Jinglei held her up and asked with a frown.

"I sneaked out without telling them." The little girl had a smile on her face, staring at Ren Jinglei, and suddenly she said: "I know you."

Ren Jinglei trembled, "What did you say?"

Min Niang's bright eyes flashed with joy, "I have seen you several times before, I recognize you, you are the one who is hiding in the corner and watching your mother."

Ren Jinglei's expression was stiff, "When did you...when did you notice?"

"I have seen it several times."

"You didn't tell your mother, did you?"

"Of course not, I didn't tell anyone." Min Niang whispered, "I know, if my grandmother finds out, I will scold my mother."

"Last time my mother followed my grandmother to send flowers to the lady next door, the son of their family looked twice more. After coming back, my mother was reprimanded by the grandmother."

Speaking of later, Min Niang's expression was gloomy.

Ren Jinglei's expression was bleaker than her. He squatted down, stroked the little girl's hair, and comforted: "Don't be sad, you must grow up quickly. Your mother sees you safe and healthy, and it is more important than anything else. Don’t run out alone early in the morning. It’s dangerous outside."

Even though Qingyunfang is a gathering place for the powerful and powerful in the capital, it is not good to run around alone, what if you encounter a gangster.

"I see, today I sneaked out to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for my mother. My mother is not happy these days, so I want to buy something she likes to eat to make her happy... Oh, my pastries."

Only then did Min Niang notice that when she backed up just now, the cake had fallen out of her arms. There is muddy water on the ground, and I can no longer eat it.

Min Niang looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake soaking in the mud with tears in her eyes.

"I'll go buy another copy with you." Ren Jinglei said with a smile.

"is this okay?"

"Just now I was riding a horse accidentally and frightened you, which caused these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to fall into the water. Of course, I should compensate you."

Ren Jinglei smiled and took Min Niang's hand and walked into the alley.

Sure enough, there is a shop selling pastries there.

Business started in the early morning, Ren Jinglei took Min Niang into the shop, selected a few dim sums, and packed them carefully.

The two left the shop, and Ren Jinglei sent Min Niang to the back door of Jiang's mansion.

Min Niang slipped out of the corner gate when the lady-in-law was not paying attention. At this time, there were already two maids kowtow near the door, and they would not leave for a while.

Min Niang paused, and it was known that she went out secretly, was afraid that she would be scolded.

Ren Jinglei next to him immediately said thoughtfully: "I'll send you back."

After speaking, he picked her up, jumped up from the wall not far from the back door, and landed firmly in the mansion.

Min Niang stood on the ground, her mouth wide open.

"It turns out that Big Brother, you are a legendary martial arts master. I heard your second brother say before that many people who practice martial arts can fly into the sky and escape. No wonder, I saw you peeping at your mother before, and in a blink of an eye, But no one can see anymore." The little girl said incoherently excitedly.

Ren Jinglei put her down in the back garden and shaved her little nose, "Don't talk about it, go back, or your mother will worry about it."

Min Niang nodded vigorously, turned around to leave, but quickly turned around, she took out a snack from the paper bag in her arms and handed it to Ren Jinglei.

"This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is sweet and sticky, but it is delicious."

Ren Jinglei was startled, smiled and took it, watching the little girl disappear deep in the garden.

Before no one noticed, he turned out of the Jiang's yard.

Leaning on the back wall, he closed his eyes and handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to his mouth.

With a light bite, the taste is still vaguely remembered. He hasn't eaten this for many years.

Ren Jinglei slowly ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake bit by bite, then clapped his hands and walked out of the alley.

When returned to Pei's Mansion, it was already bright.

The old steward at the door saw Ren Jinglei's return and immediately opened the door and greeted: "Master Jinglei is back."

"Uncle Zhou, is the general up already?" Ren Jinglei dismounted and asked with a smile.

"I just got up and didn't sleep much last night. I have been reading in the study and saw it very late." Uncle Zhou took the horse for Ren Jinglei and complained.

Uncle Zhou is an old man of the Pei family. He used to be a manager before the Pei family was destroyed, and was later implicated in selling him. When he became a humble servant, he did not forget to clean up the ancestral hall of the Pei family. After Pei Ling recovered, he bought back some loyal old servants.

"Master Jinglei has been working in the Five city division since he came back." Uncle Zhou complained, and Ren Jinglei was counted as the person he looked at when he grew up.

Ren Jinglei said a few words with a smile, and quickly walked into the atrium.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Pei Ling got up, and she was having breakfast in the side hall.

"Have you eaten yet?" Pei Ling asked with a smile when he saw Ren Jinglei coming in.

There is no need to order, naturally some servants of Pei's family put the tableware.

Ren Jinglei sat next to him and ate this breakfast with Pei Ling.

The prince of the family was born and he was very particular about eating and sleeping. Although he spent half of his life in the barracks, Pei Ling still kept these habits intact.

Ren Jinglei was taught by him since he was a child, and this is the same for Ben. But today it seems to be a bit talkative.

Perhaps the familiar dishes evoked memories.

After taking a few sips of rice porridge, Ren Jinglei couldn't help but smile: "Suddenly I remembered the egg custard and rice porridge that the general stewed for me when I was on the northern border."

After being taken aback by what he said, Pei Ling glanced at him, knowing which time he was talking about. Ren Jinglei came to him when he was eight years old. Maybe it was because the whole family was slaughtered and was greatly frightened. Over time, very frail and sickly. It gets hot every night.

Most of the barracks are old men, and Nanchen's fighting is tense, how can one take care of a child.

Young Master Pei Ling had to take Ren Jinglei with him. He often leads the army in battle during the day, discusses strategy at night until late at night, and has to worry about his body when he comes back.

Once Ren Jinglei was so hot that he couldn't eat anything, Pei Ling personally cooked rice porridge and egg custard for him.

Although he was born as a noble son, he has been proficient in miscellaneous learning since he was a child, and he has a wide range of skills, and even his culinary skills are good.

After several months of tossing like this, Ren Jinglei's body finally recovered a little when the war eased slightly.

Pei Ling wanted to send him back to the northern capital to stay first, but Ren Jinglei pestered him and refused to return.

Knowing that all his family members had lost their lives, Pei Ling had a choice to rely on others, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree. That Nanchen battle lasted for more than a year. On the battlefield, Pei Ling, the coach, also survived hard enough and almost fell ill from exhaustion several times.

Fortunately, Nandi was finally calmed down, and he made an unworldly contribution.

After that, Ren Jinglei was taken to the northern border by Pei Ling. Whenever he fell ill, Pei Ling would cook for him himself.

However, as we age, the frequency decreases.

Occasionally, Ren Jinglei would cook personally, rectify some wine and dishes, and give Pei Ling enjoy it. Affected by Pei Ling, Ren Jinglei had no idea that a gentleman would be a chef.

Pei Ling still remembered the first time he tasted his craftsmanship, and smiled: "I have worked hard for several years, and finally it's time to harvest."

Pei Tuo didn't count on that kid at all, and he could burn the bottom of the pot by boiling water.

"Why do you remember this again?" Pei Ling smiled.

"The porridge and custard the general made for me before are the most delicious porridge and custard in the world." Ren Jinglei lowered his head and said.

"The rice porridge in the world doesn't all taste the same." Pei Ling smiled and shook his head, ending the topic.

The two continued to eat.

It wasn't until he finished eating and cleaned his hands that Pei Ling asked Shi Shiran, "How was the battle last night?"

As for what happened, an attendant had already reported it back immediately. But the detailed situation, especially the performance of the emperor and others, still had to be said again by Ren Jinglei who was with Shengjia.

Listening to the whole process, Pei Ling nodded, "The emperor's disposition is more calm than I thought."

Ren Jinglei hesitated and said: "Just looking at the emperor's expression at that time, it is extremely painful, I am afraid that I am sad at this time."

"Well, I'll go into the palace now." Pei Ling nodded.

"Your Five city division is busy with business, so let's deal with it earlier."