Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

In the small kitchen over here, four chefs were busy, but the big kitchen next door was not peaceful.

"Masters, Master Jiang has taken away all the deer tendons." A young apprentice watched from the window for a long time, until Wang Wan took away all the deer tendons, then he turned around and replied to the master chefs.

"Tsk, what new dish is Chef Jiang going to make?"

"What could it be? Isn't that what deer tendons look like?"

"She's taken all the deer tendons. What are we going to do?"

"This thing tastes fishy, ​​so few people eat it..."

"That won't do. We have to find Manager Wang. We are all chefs of Lexianlou. It doesn't make sense for a girl named Jiang to monopolize all the good stuff." The person who said this was an old chef of Lexianlou, whose surname was Cao.

"Master Cao, what you mean..."

"Don't look for trouble. There is still so much venison. Don't blame me for not reminding you. This Master Jiang seems to have nothing to do with us. Manager Wang also looks up to her. Just do your job quietly and don't make things look bad!" This was the fat master who helped Jiang Shangxian chop mutton when she came to Lexianlou for an interview. His surname was Yuan. He was chubby and spoke with a strong voice.

After saying that, he simply moved his stool and turned his back to the few people. He didn't want to get involved in this mess.

Master Jiang is young, but has great skills. He occasionally tasted the dishes she cooked and asked about things he didn't understand. She told him directly and frankly that if you want to make money, you just need to take care of yourself. How can you make money if you always think about arguing?

This guy surnamed Cao has his old problem back again.

The other masters looked at each other and turned away. Fatty Yuan was right. Making money safely and steadily was more important than anything else. Every time a new person came into Lexianlou, Cao had to make sure that the new person would not cause any trouble.

When Master Cao saw them like this, he knew that no one would follow him this time, so he walked out angrily: "A bunch of losers, being suppressed by a woman, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed if you tell others about it!"

Well, having said that, he is not a fool and would not go to complain to Manager Wang so brazenly.

Although Shopkeeper Wang wouldn't do anything to him, he would definitely try to smooth things over and wait to see how the dishes cooked by the young woman surnamed Jiang tasted.

Dali Temple

Cui Bianxu took Wang Leisheng out and saw Cong Jinghai's back at the door.

Wang Leisheng was a little envious: "Cong Sizhi is still the best. No, now he should be called Cong Langzhong."

"What do you mean?" A hint of surprise flashed in Cui Bianxu's eyes. There was no such official position as Langzhong in the Dali Temple.

"A couple of days ago, the Ministry of Personnel issued a transfer order, transferring him to the Ministry of Examination and Rewards, a branch of the Ministry of Personnel, as a doctor."

(The Ministry of Personnel has four departments: the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Enfeoffment, the Ministry of Honors, and the Ministry of Examination. The Ministry of Examination is responsible for the examination of civil and military officials.)

Wang Leisheng was really envious. Officials, especially small officials like them, feared the most that they would stay in the same position for years without moving.

Not only can you not get promoted, you also have to worry about being demoted one day to make room for others.

Cui Bianxu chuckled: "Good news, why didn't anyone tell me so that I could congratulate the doctor."

Isn’t that a good thing? The Dali Temple Sizhi is only from the sixth rank, but the Sansi Langzhong is from the fifth rank and has real power.

But Wang Leisheng was also a little curious: "Shaoqing, haven't you always been good friends with the doctor? How come you didn't know about this?"

He sent a gift as soon as he heard the news, and this time he sent it secretly. He has also made progress.

Cui Bianxu did not answer his question. The fact that he was able to move from Jinghai to the Ministry of Personnel must have been the work of the master he had defected to.

His official position was not high, but his power was just enough. He thought that he would be transferred directly from Jinghai to the Eastern Palace or Prince Wei's Mansion.

Lee House

Wang Leisheng went up to the door carelessly and knocked. After a long time, an old servant came out. His hair was already gray and his back was hunched. "Here I come, here I come. Who is it? The master is not at home!"

"The Dali Temple is investigating a case."

"Oh? Dali Temple!" The old servant lifted his drooping eyelids and looked at the two men, as if to confirm their official uniforms, and then slowly opened the door: "No one is home, they are all out."

Wang Leisheng glanced at his leader and followed him in first: "No one's here? What are they doing?"

"Heh." The old slave's every move seemed to be in gear. A dry sneer emanated from his throat, causing him to cough several times before he recovered. "Aren't you here just because my Miss Zhao is missing? The government can't find her, so we have no choice but to look for her ourselves..."

Wang Leisheng touched his nose awkwardly and decisively pushed his boss out. "This case has just been transferred from Chang'an County to the Dali Temple. This is Cui Shaoqing of the Dali Temple."

"Shaoqing of Dali Temple..."

The old servant didn't even bat an eyelid this time, and continued walking with his hands behind his back, completely looking down on others: "You are so young, can you really find Madam Zhao?"

Wang Leisheng sweatdropped and secretly looked at Cui Bianxu, but saw that he had no expression, as if he didn't take his words to heart. He breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his back and boasted: "You don't have to worry about our Cui Shaoqing's ability. Take us to the Zhao family's courtyard to take a look first."

To investigate a case, they have to inspect the scene. Even if the people in Chang'an County have already checked it, they have to check it again to see if there are any omissions.

However, the records of the people in Chang'an County were very detailed. Zhao's courtyard was indeed in the center of the inner courtyard. Generally, when a wealthy family remarried after the death of the first wife, in order to show respect, they would leave the first wife's courtyard vacant for the previous generation, and would choose another courtyard for the second wife.

"It seems that your mistress Zhao is very much loved by your master." Wang Leisheng also came from a wealthy family. Once people have money, they want to integrate with the upper class and improve their status. Their Wang family is the same. You can tell that this yard is the main yard at a glance. The flowers and plants in the yard are all carefully tended fine products.

"Is this a jujube tree? Why are there so many leaves?!" Wang Leisheng didn't believe in Taoism, but he also knew that people who believed in Taoism liked jujube trees and peach trees. Even the branches and leaves of this jujube tree were too lush.

If Jiang Shangxian were to describe it in modern terms, the jujube tree would look like its hair had been blown off.

The old slave glanced at the jujube tree, and seemed to be a little nostalgic: "This tree has been here for more than 20 years. It was planted by my wife when she first got married."

"It should be the time when the jujube trees are in bloom, but why doesn't this one seem to be in bloom?"

The old slave lowered his head and walked towards the house again: "Who knows? These flowers, plants and trees are old and have spirituality. They were all fine before, but now the people living here have changed, so it's not good..."

Cui Bianxu glanced at the jujube tree and ignored Wang Leisheng's curious gaze. The old servant had already opened the door, and the furnishings inside were somewhat beyond the expectations of the two.