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"Yes, he relies on this, but it's okay, I have found the portrait of He Yu." Gu Qingyun looked at An Qiao seriously and said, "In short, you should be careful. If he shows any abnormal behavior, tell Jinli to come quickly."

Then he took out a small firework and said, "This is the Dali Temple's distress signal. If you are too late, light it quickly. I promise that you will be fine."

Seeing how serious Gu Qingyun was, An Qiao nodded seriously as well.

After that day, Young Master Luochuan still showed up on time every day. If An Qiao was not there, he would specifically ask where An Qiao was when ordering food.

The Dali Temple also quietly suppressed the case, and all the overt and covert inquiries and turning a blind eye to the case in recent days stopped.

The days seemed to have returned to the past, and even An Qiao once thought that the Young Master Luochuan had been rescued by some royal relative.

In fact, probably because many high-ranking officials and nobles had been to Huguang Mansion, no one dared to speak out, and even Li Qing's father did not say much in the court.

At first I thought everyone would be involved in this matter, but after being reminded by the King's Uncle, I realized that Huguang Mansion has more than one name. There are various names such as Canary, Xiaochengxi, Sensen Mansion, etc., which are all circulated in the world. Even the Shangshu himself has heard of Xiaochengxi, and he was invited by the King's Uncle before.

Fortunately, his wife was quite tough, so he didn't dare to go and escaped the disaster.

Gu Qingyun's ability was not that great, and his family was in the government, so they could not make a big fuss just for him. Gu Qingyun found a master again and brought a large basket of food.

"Master, tell me, if I do this, will the victims and their families blame me? Moreover... I went to see the place where the bodies were dumped, and many of them could not be pieced together into complete human shapes. Would I be sorry to them if I don't pursue the matter? I have already found out about several regular customers, including the prince, the king's uncle, the royal merchant, and a few powerless princes. Most of them are playboys who receive salaries from the court. Will I really not go to hell if I do this?" Gu Qingyun had actually been struggling with this for a long time. He asked An Qiao this question last time, and An Qiao just smiled and told him that he could bend and stretch, and there was no way he could do it until he climbed higher.

The Marquis smacked his lips and squinted at him. "When I was young, I had this problem too. I fought back and chose to be tough. The result was that my child was lost and my wife left. I gradually left the court, and I had even less ability to punish evil and promote good. But you know what? I don't regret it. The evil people in the world cannot be eliminated. No matter how hard I try, it may be meaningless, and I can't kill all the evil people."

"So should I care or not?" Gu Qingyun didn't quite understand.

"Of course it's all right. Everyone has their own good and evil. If you catch Mr. Luochuan, this incident will be stopped to a large extent. The people you mentioned all rely on their families. Even if they have ten guts, they dare not really humiliate people and lock them up. Mr. Luochuan is very likely a mad dog, so it's better for you to catch the biggest villain.

But if you are going to drag everyone down this time, then your family, your elder brother, and yourself may not have the chance to punish more evil people." After a pause, he continued, "You and your elder brother are different from me. You have ambitions, aspirations, and families. As for me, I only care about my own relaxation. I have no family. I was alone that year, so I am not afraid. If I don't work hard, I won't get this title, and my eldest son will not be qualified to enter the Imperial Academy, nor will I have the status I have today. I fight because I have no other choice. I can only do it like a mad dog. I have no backing at all. If I die, my family will be gone. This is why I say I don't regret it. But I really don't have the chance to punish more people, and my family is not safe."

After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into silence, which was soon drowned out by the chirping of katydids.

When the Marquis heard the sound of the katydid, he ignored Gu Qingyun and went into the grass with a smile on his face.

Gu Qingyun was in a trance, as if the one who was so deep just now was not his master, but the night.

In the restaurant on the other side, An Qiao hadn't researched new dishes for a long time. Taking advantage of this gap, An Qiao thought about making milk tea and spicy hot pot again.

I have made milk tea before, the most ordinary kind, but Anqiao plans to open a shop, so I need to have many varieties, so that sales and gimmicks can be big. I had already picked a shop yesterday and was waiting to transfer the ownership tomorrow. Once the decoration was completed, Anqiao vowed to be the first "first cup of milk tea in autumn" in Dayan Dynasty.

Ink red rose milk tea, matcha milk tea, mint milk tea, original milk tea, pudding milk tea, taro milk tea, mochi milk tea...

Anqiao made dozens of different flavors of milk tea, and even made small cups for tasting at the door of the store, and promoted the new store. These milk teas will not be sold in the restaurant, just like canned food can only be bought in grocery stores.

"Oh, young lady, what a delicious thing this is! It smells so good! It's called milk tea, right? It's really delicious." A young lady who had just finished her meal praised with her hands on her hips.

"That's right, it tastes good even when it's cold. I wonder how good it is to drink it when it's hot during the confinement period." Another young lady also praised.

"This mint tastes just like me. If I buy it and eat something with it, it will make me dizzy with the fragrance." A young boy exaggeratedly called out to his companions behind him to drink together.

An Qiao looked at everyone with satisfaction. It turned out that milk tea is popular in every era.

When the fruits in the farm are grown, they can be canned and sold as fruit tea. I wonder how popular it will be. We can also bring them back to make fruit wine, which is the famous witch soup. Each table will have a small stove, and we can make tea, spicy hot pot, witch soup, and hot pot.

Nice to think about.

Yes, Anqiao has already started preparing for winter.

Looking at the lively scene in the front yard, An Qiao returned to the backyard contentedly. Today, she promised to make spicy hot pot for everyone. Although everyone didn't know what it was, it sounded delicious.

I took out the hot pot base that I made some time ago. Speaking of which, this base sells very well in grocery stores, filling the gap in the days when there are no canned foods.

Heat oil in a pan, add onion, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until cooked. Add a small piece of hot pot base and stir-fry until red oil and aroma are released. Pour the cooked shrimp, lettuce, lotus root slices, cabbage, corn, mushrooms and various meatballs into the pan and stir-fry.

Add light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, salt, and a little sugar to enhance the flavor, stir-fry until the flavor is absorbed.

In fact, as soon as Anqiao started frying the base ingredients, several little heads outside revealed their excitement. The little beggars had been working for Anqiao for a while, and since it was a spicy hotpot today, they all came along. Together with the people in the store, there were nearly twenty people.

The "family" is gradually growing, and the "patriarch" An Qiao is very pleased.