Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

He still remembered that when he forced Jiang Shangxian to go to Jinfenmeng to find Wu Sanniang to identify the body, Jiang Shangxian was extremely reluctant and refused to let them know even his name before Wu Sanniang agreed.

Isn't this a good relationship? He was a little confused about the feelings between women.

"Why? Are you interested in her?"

Wu Sanniang didn't need his answer; she just asked casually. She didn't even seem apologetic when she mentioned Jiang Shangxian: "Regardless of whether you men have the two ounces of meat or not, you're all so impatient. He's so desperate to get someone in broad daylight. Where can I find someone for him?"

She said it as a matter of course: "Auntie Jiang was in trouble before, and I went to identify the body in the middle of the night for her. If I am in trouble now, what's wrong with using her for help?"

"I have given you the money." Cui Bianxu declared solemnly. He felt a little sorry for Jiang Shangxian. This young lady cooked well and had a kind heart, but her skills and vision were not so good.

Wu Sanniang didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said. "I don't need this little money. Besides, she's stupid. I just go to her mutton stall every now and then to buy braised mutton. People like us are enemies even to our own parents. We wish we had never been born. How can we be truly kind to others? That idiot girl, even if she didn't have me, would be deceived by the man she married in the future and be exploited by her in-laws. She might as well help me out because of our past friendship."

Humph, she was wrong. She didn't expect that Aunt Jiang was such a brave and lucky person.

If she hadn't been dishonest and ran out to report to the police, why would she, Wu Sanniang, be staying in this Dali Temple prison, and why would she have to go to Liangzhou to suffer!

"Cui Shaoqing, how can someone like you know what kind of life a person like me, who is so despicable, lives?"

She raised her chin towards the women weeping in the cell across from her, a flicker of dissatisfaction in her eyes. "We're all human beings, but we've been subjected to humiliation, beatings, and scolding since the day we embarked on this dream of wealth and luxury. Do you know why I always go out to buy food? Because I never had enough to eat as a child. In the first few years after His Majesty ascended the throne, the court forced us commoners to beg for food. Even the men in our families couldn't get enough to eat, let alone us? Cui Shaoqing, you're lucky. You've never been hungry in your life, have you?"

With a sneer on her face, she lost herself in memories. "It's one thing to sell me into the Golden Dream just for food, but you can't let my whole family starve to death, right? I thought that by entering the Golden Dream, I could at least have food to eat. I was only this young at the time."

Wu Sanniang gestured vaguely in the air with her right hand: "How would I know about the relationship between a man and a woman? What was the result? Guess how I knew it?"

Cui Bianxu did not answer and there was no expression on his face.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Wu Sanniang's eyes. The superiors were so high and mighty that they would not have an ounce of sympathy when they saw lowly people like them struggling desperately in the mud.

She lost interest in performing. "Back then, I was too young to receive customers, and I couldn't dance well. The brothel owner would let the guards in the building touch us at will. Every touch would give us a bite of food. If we dared to hide, we would not only be beaten, but also starved. I was sold and still couldn't get enough to eat. How could this be possible?!"

She was still angry when she mentioned this, but she changed the subject: "You said Aunt Jiang also has a younger brother, why didn't her parents sell her off?"

She felt a little regretful: "If she was sold, I would definitely be her good sister."

Cui Bianxu was so angry that he laughed this time. What kind of twisted logic is this?

However, he did not have the leisure to argue with Wu Sanniang, so he turned around and strode away.

He had just agreed to send someone to protect Wu Sanniang on the way to exile, but he did not say that he would send someone to look after her when she arrived in Liangzhou.

In Liangzhou, money and thick clothes alone are not enough.

As for Quchen and Yanyin, he planned to exile them both, although the case could not be thoroughly investigated.

But he also had some inferences in his mind.

But he still couldn't believe it. With Empress Changsun's temperament, how could she raise such a son?

The King of Wei accompanied the emperor to Luoyang. Now was the time for him to demonstrate his wisdom. Despite his overly plump and rounded appearance, his public image had always been one of talent, intelligence, love of literature, and skill in cursive script...

We won’t discuss how believable it is to say that so many fancy words are piled up on a prince, but it is hard to say that he has no intention of moving up one step.

Who in the court would believe it?

In this case, was it Feng Shiliang who killed the person on his own initiative, or was it the King of Wei?

In other words, is Feng Shiliang really the King of Wei's man?

If it were the King of Wei, how could this be possible? Your Majesty is still in the prime of his life, and the final plan has not yet been revealed. The Literary Institute has only just begun to write books. How could it be worth taking such a risk?

But if he is not the King of Wei's man, then...

Was it the prince himself who directed and acted in this drama, or was there someone else involved?

It is true that talented people emerge in every generation, and the new generation pushes the old generation forward. What kind of situation was the current Majesty in when he was fighting for power?

These princes are just now reaching their limit.

Cui Bianxu found it very interesting. The affairs of the royal family were similar to the messy things in their Cui family.

He paused on his way to the office, turned a corner, and walked straight out of the Dali Temple.

Lexian Building.

Cui Bianxu thought today's events were very interesting, and he wanted to find someone to talk to about it, such as Jiang Shangxian, who would be a suitable person.

Miss Jiang is not very smart, but she is timid and afraid of death. In particular, she is regarded as a big enemy by Wu Sanniang.

I come here every day to eat recently. Cui Bianxu is surprisingly efficient in taking orders. He quickly orders six meat dishes, a bowl of Fu Lu Shou and a plate of Fen Yu Gui Lian.

This pink jade osmanthus is actually a dessert made by crushing water chestnuts into a pulp and squeezing out the juice. After settling, it is dried and then made with roselle water. It is topped with osmanthus honey and is icy and very refreshing.

This dish was not thought up by Jiang Shangxian, but by his three apprentices. They learned how to make starch and came up with this idea.

It is now a new dish in Lexianlou. Manager Wang thinks that Jiang Shangxian is really good at training people. It has only been a few days?

Those three guys can develop new dishes!

If this process continues, the menu that the waiters at Lexianlou have to memorize will become longer and longer.

In the small kitchen, Jiang Shangxian heard Cui Bianxu looking for him. His face couldn't help but wrinkle into embarrassment. "Did Cui Shaoqing tell me why he was looking for me?"

What is he trying to do again? She started to feel confused again. Could it be that entering the palace would be done so quickly?

She was thinking last night that Xia Zhenying was going to open a stall, so she had to go and help, right?

If this thing enters the palace, how can I help?

Of course, that was her excuse.

The main reason was that she was weak and timid. She definitely couldn't carry a hidden arrow when she entered the palace. In just a few days, she felt that she had developed a deep affection for this little thing. She was really inseparable from it and didn't want to be separated from it day or night.