Jiang Zihan had never been treated like this since he was a child. His eyes turned red with anger. "You...you..."

She reached for the dagger at her waist and was about to draw it when she heard Jiang Gaoyuan's voice behind her: "Han'er, the innocent will be innocent. Just follow them to the Dali Temple."

He smiled, but his eyes held a warning. "Lord Zhao, the Supreme Court Justice, is a fair and honest official. I believe he will clear your name. With so many people watching, if we start a fight now, we'll just be laughed at."

If he were to fight with the officers and soldiers from the Dali Temple at the gate of the Prime Minister's residence, I'm afraid that by tomorrow morning, the emperor's desk would be piled with memorials impeaching him as the Prime Minister.

Jiang Zihan's rationality, which was almost consumed by anger, came back to him. He glared at Jiang Wansang unwillingly, and then left with the officers and soldiers from the Dali Temple.

Jiang Wansang didn't take her indifferent look seriously at all.

Jiang Zihan dared to act so confidently because she didn't know that the "criminal" was arranged by Su Huanyu.

Once she arrives at the Dali Temple, she will understand how foolish it was for her to be taken away by officers and soldiers in front of so many people.

Jiang Wansang was in a good mood, but when she turned around, she saw Jiang Gaoyuan looking at her with a cold face.

"Come in with me!"

He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, walked into the mansion, and ordered the guards to close the door quickly.

But Jiang Wansang didn't follow him. In fact, when the other party looked over, he smiled and waved, "I'm going to go find the Imperial Preceptor and ask him to instruct the Dali Temple to handle the case impartially and not wrongly accuse innocent people."

By the way, supervise Pei Zhanzhou and don't let him be influenced by the heroine's halo.

"you……"

Jiang Gaoyuan was so angry that he raised his finger and pointed at her, wanting to say something.

But the people who were watching the excitement had not yet dispersed, and Jiang Wansang had no intention of listening to him, so he turned around and left.

Jiang Gaoyuan was now full of anger and wanted to vent it. She didn't want to ruin her good mood, so she simply chose to avoid him.

Seeing this, Jiang Gaoyuan could only hold back his anger and ask someone to close the door. He returned to the yard to complain to Meng Lianshu and Old Lady Jiang and vent his anger.

At this time, Jiang Wansang had already entered the Imperial Master's Mansion in a happy mood.

Before coming, she took a detour to sell some good wine and food, saying that she wanted to thank the Imperial Master for his secret help.

Although Pei Zhanzhou didn't say it, the news she spread was able to spread so quickly, and the document for the Dali Temple officials and soldiers to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to arrest people was issued so easily, which must have been his contribution.

Pei Zhanzhou glanced at the two small wine jars on the table, and the brightly colored, fragrant roast chicken beside them. Finally, he looked up at Jiang Wansang, "Your way of thanking someone is to treat them to this?"

Jiang Wansang nodded sincerely, "Don't underestimate this roast chicken. The chef who made it came from Zhenxiu Pavilion. He has the same skills, but the price is much cheaper. It's been selling very well in the Imperial City lately."

"Treasure Pavilion?"

Pei Zhanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his gaze to look at the fragrant roast chicken for a while, and suddenly asked, "You brought this here specifically because there is something wrong with the chef?"

Jiang Wansang: "..."

She still underestimated this guy's suspicion.

"The cook is fine, and the roast chicken is fine too."

Jiang Wansang opened two small wine jars and pressed one into Pei Zhanzhou's hand. "The weather is nice today, and I'm in a good mood too. Imperial Master Pei, let's stop thinking about all that clutter and relax for a while."

She picked up the remaining wine jar and gently clinked it with Pei Zhanzhou. "If you are always tense, the string will break one day. So when it's time to relax, you have to enjoy it."

Then, without waiting for Pei Zhanzhou's reaction, he raised his head and started drinking.

A breeze blew by, making a few strands of hair dance beside her fair cheeks, making her look more free and easy.

For a moment, Pei Zhanzhou felt that the person in front of him was like a gust of wind, free and unrestrained, and nothing could bind her.

Pei Zhanzhou watched her movements, then looked at the small wine jar in his hand.

Relax?

After he was five years old, these two words never appeared in his name again.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Wansang's joyful aura was too strong, or because the taste of the wine was too tempting, Pei Zhanzhou hesitated for a moment, then looked up and started drinking.

After finishing a sip of wine, Pei Zhanzhou had no time to wipe his mouth when he saw Jiang Wansang wash his hands and grab the roast chicken and start tearing it apart.

Pei Zhanzhou: "...There is a chef in the mansion, you can cut it first."

Jiang Wansang paused while holding the chicken leg.

cut?

If you don’t tear this whole roast chicken into pieces with your hands before eating it, it would be soulless!

Jiang Wansang looked at the roast chicken, then swung out a wind blade and pulled his hands to the side, and the roast chicken was neatly split into two halves.

She pushed half of it towards Pei Zhanzhou and said, "Master Imperial Master, please take your time to cut it. I will take care of this half myself."

Pei Zhanzhou looked at the smooth cut surface of the half roast chicken and his pupils shrank slightly.

He wanted to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Wansang holding a chicken leg and chewing it with a satisfied look on his face. The words in his mouth were inexplicably blocked.

The atmosphere at the moment doesn't seem suitable for saying those words.

At this time, the servant came with tools to process the remaining half roast chicken, but Pei Zhanzhou raised his hand to stop him.

After washing his hands, he also imitated Jiang Wansang and tore off the chicken leg, holding it in his hand and started to chew it.

Jiang Wansang turned around and saw him like this, and was stunned for a moment.

Master Pei, who is so proud, picky and has a mysophobia, would actually chew on a chicken leg?

Perhaps because the shock in her eyes was too obvious, Pei Zhanzhou replied without even looking up, "When we were in the barracks, our national division ate and lived with the soldiers. We weren't as pampered as you think."

Jiang Wansang was a little surprised that he would explain it to her, but she was more interested in the military camp he mentioned.

She remembered that the book mentioned that Pei Zhanzhou was able to secure his position as the imperial teacher because of his outstanding military achievements during his two years of leading the troops.

Later, he handed over the military power and returned to the imperial city. Everyone thought that he had nothing to do with the military camp anymore. However, in the later part of the book, when he fought with Su Huanyu who ascended the throne, many people in the military camp followed him to rebel.

Although he was defeated in the end, until the end of the story, no one knew how Pei Zhanzhou did it, and no one knew how many of his people were still in the major military camps of the Nansu Kingdom.

Jiang Wansang was very curious. "Master Imperial Master, how do you feel about being in the military camp for two years? Are the soldiers easy to manage? At the beginning, they must have been reluctant to obey you, an airborne commander..."

She asked many questions in succession, and Pei Zhanzhou answered them all in a good mood.

But later on, she began to ask about some daily details of Pei Zhanzhou in the military camp.

Pei Zhanzhou was suspicious to begin with, so he didn't answer her question. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Are you in a good mood today?"

She came to the Imperial Master's Mansion specifically to treat him to wine and roast chicken. I'm afraid she is the only one in the entire Nansu Kingdom who dares to do this.

Sensing his resistance, Jiang Wansang didn't ask any further questions and nodded in agreement. "Jiang Zihan has joined my team, so of course I'm happy."

That's why she bought some wine to celebrate.

It’s a pity that this body can’t drink much. After just a few sips, she felt a little dizzy.

Pei Zhanzhou sat next to her, his eyes involuntarily falling on her slightly flushed cheeks.

Is she, drunk?

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