After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

Mrs. Wei also saw Meng Zhaoge.

After learning about his own life experience, Meng Zhaoge took Jiang Zhiyun to see Mrs. Wei and told her everything.

After hearing what happened to Shaoyao, Mrs. Wei burst into tears. She wished she could rush to the Meng Mansion immediately and execute the vicious couple on the spot.

"Good boy, from now on, you can treat me as your aunt." That day, Mrs. Wei held Meng Zhaoge's hand, her eyes full of love.

Meng Zhaoge was also moved by the relationship between her and her mother, and with red eyes she called her, "Aunt Wei."

At this time, Mrs. Wei brought her husband to Meng Zhaoge and said, "I wish your business will prosper."

Meng Zhaoge smiled and said, "Thank you, Lord Wei and my aunt, for coming to support us."

After asking them to sit down, Mrs. Wei took the menu, pointed at one of the dishes, and asked suspiciously, "What is this... spicy hot pot?"

Meng Zhaoge didn't know how to describe it.

In fact, she didn't know what this thing was. It was a new dish created by Pei Yu. It was said that it was unique in the world and would definitely be popular in Chai'an.

Two days ago, Pei Yu asked her to come and taste the food.

The soup base was thick and white, with a spicy red oily sheen. It was a large bowl filled with a variety of vegetables, pork slices, tofu, and noodles.

She took a bite and found it tasted quite good.

"I hired this chef from outside. I think he's pretty good."

"Then let's order and listen to Zhaoge." Mrs. Wei said with a smile.

When the big bowl of steaming hot spicy hot pot was served, Meng Zhaoge watched Mrs. Wei eat it with trepidation.

"Yeah, not bad!" Fortunately, Mrs. Wei gave a thumbs up, "I like spicy food."

Meng Zhaoge breathed a sigh of relief, "Then Auntie, eat more."

After dinner, Mrs. Wei was about to leave, but she pulled her aside and talked to her for a few more words.

"Lately, the court has been uneasy. When you go back, tell Prince Jing to be careful." Mrs. Wei said in a low voice. She didn't know about the relationship between Meng Zhaoge and Yuwen Qi, but she knew that husband and wife are one, and if one suffers, all suffer.

Meng Zhaoge knew that she had good intentions. Although she didn't care about Yu Wenqi, she was very curious: "What happened?"

"It's because there are people who suddenly hope that the crown prince will take the throne as soon as possible and let Your Majesty become the emperor. When these words spread to the palace, Your Majesty is very angry."

Madam Wei sighed, "It's obvious that the princes are fighting among themselves. I wonder if it will spread to Prince Jing. Anyway, it's always better for you two to pay attention."

"Aunt, I understand." Meng Zhaoge's mind was mixed with thoughts, but on the surface he just nodded gratefully.

That day, she was a little worried about Yu Wenlian.

It doesn’t matter who deliberately harmed Yuwen Lian. What matters is that those words have reached the ears of Emperor Chu.

Will Emperor Chu want to vent his anger on Yuwen Lian, or will he immediately suspect someone has harmed Yuwen Lian?

Of course it's the former.

After closing time at night, several people gathered together to settle the bill.

Meng Ruyuan and Jiang Bohu were both called by her to be the managers of Yuelai Building. After a busy day, both of them were a little tired.

After counting the bill, Meng Ruyuan said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Mr. Pei's spicy hot pot sold so-so. Only seven dishes were sold today."

"That's not the right time yet!" Pei Yu retorted, "If you don't believe me, just wait. In three days at the latest, my spicy hot pot will definitely be a hit."

Meng Ruyuan: "..."

After everyone left, Meng Ruyuan secretly said to Zhaoge, "Sister, Doctor Pei is too boastful."

Meng Zhaoge smiled helplessly: "Let's wait and see."

Others may not know Pei Yu's abilities, but she knows them.

And in the following days, as Pei Yu said, Malatang did not disappoint him, and his confidence was not without reason.

This dish was really new to the people of Chai'an and no one knew about it, so it didn't sell well at first.

But because of its fresh taste and the fact that you can choose the level of spiciness yourself, it has become an instant hit in Chai'an City after word spread quickly!

In the days that followed, Yuelailou was almost always packed with people, and everyone asked to try the spicy hot pot.

Pei Yu was so busy in the kitchen that his kitchen knife was almost giving off sparks.

After a busy day, he gave up and quickly opened a class, calling the other two chefs from Yuelai Building to teach them overnight.

Soon, Malatang became popular in Chai'an, and Yuelailou became famous in Chai'an.

Meng Zhaoge made a lot of money and bought a big house in the city. He invited Jiang Zhiyun, Hu Zi and Meng Ruyuan to live in the house.

This house was given by her to her aunt, so the plaque reads "Jiang Mansion".

To celebrate the new house, Meng Zhaoge prepared a feast on the night of the move.

The whole family gathered together and had a lively meal.

"Isn't Young Master Yuan coming?" Mo Huan asked.

Meng Zhaoge was also uneasy. During this period, she rarely saw Yuan Jinglie and didn't know what he was busy with.

She glanced outside the dark door and sighed, "Maybe something's wrong."

After dinner, Meng Zhaoge returned to the palace with a heavy heart.

It was late at night. Meng Zhaoge had stayed in Jiang's house for too long. After dinner, he ate a lot of fruits and vegetables, and his stomach was full.

When she left, she didn't take a carriage, as she wanted to walk back to digest her food.

Passing through a long alley, I saw a figure disappearing quickly from the corner of the wall.

When Meng Zhaoge saw the figure, he felt it looked very familiar and followed it.

But just as she reached the long alley and took a few steps, her body was clamped.

Someone threatened her from behind, "Do you want to die?"

Meng Zhaoge's eyebrows twitched, and he immediately recognized the voice, "Alie?"

The man behind him was stunned.

Meng Zhaoge pushed away his hand that was across his neck, turned around, and pulled off the cloth covering his face.

The moment their eyes met, they were both stunned.

At this moment, Yuan Jinglie in front of her was wearing a nightgown.

Meng Zhaoge was surprised, "You..."

She realized something, her brows furrowed, and she turned to leave.

"Sister!" Yuan Jinglie grabbed her wrist.

"What else did you ask me to do?" Meng Zhaoge lowered his voice, his scalp aching with anger. "I thought you had official business to attend to since I didn't see you these days, but what about you?"

She pointed to the end of the alley and said, "This is the direction leading to Wujian Pavilion!"

Late at night, he was wearing a nightgown, his body was stained with blood, and he was going to Wujian Pavilion. Even a fool could guess what was going on.

Yuan Jinglie was so depressed by what she said that he couldn't even raise his head. He just held her hand and never let go.

"Tell me, have you joined Wujian Pavilion?" Meng Zhaoge said angrily.

He nodded slightly.

"..." Meng Zhaoge gritted his teeth, "When did you join?"

"it's been a while."

"I haven't seen you these days. Have you been working for Wujian Pavilion?"

"I spend half of my time working for Wujian Pavilion, and the other half investigating cases for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Quite busy.

Meng Zhaoge was completely confused. "Why did you join? I took you in and trained you, not to ask you to be a killer."

Wujian Pavilion is indeed awe-inspiring in the martial arts world, but for those who want to pursue a career in politics, this place is a place that they absolutely cannot get involved with.

To put it nicely, he is a killer; to put it bluntly, he is a wanted fugitive.

She frowned, and seeing that Yuan Jinglie didn't say anything, she asked dejectedly, "When did you join? Can you quit now?"

"When my sister hit her coffin and fainted." Yuan Jinglie looked at her anxiously and said timidly: "I don't know if I can withdraw. I can go ask the deputy pavilion master."