Chapter 160 True and False Insiders
Chapter 160 True and False Insiders
Prince Yang Yong was extremely angry when Jingzhao Shaoyin Cui Kai committed suicide by taking poison. He did not expect that his second brother Yang Guang was so shameless that he took the opportunity to complain to his father. This was the second time. The last time was the complaint about the corruption case in the Imperial College, which disrupted his deployment against Dou Yan.
Yang Yong also guessed that this must be Xiao Xia's idea again. Who else could have used the food and bedding of the Imperial College as evidence to file a complaint last time except Xiao Xia, the new student?
The method used this time is exactly the same, it must be Xiao Xia.
This unconventional move caught Yang Yong off guard. Jingzhao Shaoyin Cui Kai was his confidant. In order not to implicate himself, he actually committed suicide by taking poison, which really made Yang Yong heartbroken.
At this time, the counselor Zhang Yunqiu advised Yang Yong: "Your Highness, there is no need to do some small actions. I have said it before. As long as Your Highness does not make mistakes, even if the King of Jin is extremely capable, he cannot defeat the eldest son's heavenly rule. So many people support Your Highness, not because of Your Highness's ability, but because Your Highness is the eldest son.
On the contrary, many things Your Highness did ended up deducting points from yourself. The assassination of Xiao Xia was the biggest failure. If Your Highness had not assassinated him, the Emperor would never have paid as much attention to him as he does now. "
Zhang Yunqiu's words made Yang Yong feel uncomfortable. He said for a while, "I am not a god, so I can't predict the future. Just like everyone thinks that they can make money by opening a store, but in fact, how many people can make money? It's the same for me. I also think I can succeed, but who knows that I will fail in the end?"
Zhang Yunqiu could tell that the prince was unhappy, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to persuade him: "Your Highness, the key is to learn from the lesson. I advise you again, if you want to deal with the King of Jin, you can let the King of Qin or the King of Han do it. Your Highness should not do it. Your Highness should just focus on strengthening your own strength."
Yang Guang still listened to the advice of his adviser Zhang Yunqiu. He nodded and said, "I will be more careful next time and will not make stupid mistakes again. However, I did not assassinate Chen Shubao. Sir, please do not think that I sent someone to do it."
"But the emperor will think that Your Highness is deliberately making things difficult for the Prince of Jin, and Concubine Chen will also think that Your Highness killed her brother. She will hate Your Highness to the core, which is not a good thing. It is best for Your Highness to find an opportunity to explain it to His Majesty."
Yang Yong pondered for a while, then sighed helplessly and said, "You are right. I really need to explain it clearly to my father. Otherwise, if this case cannot be solved, the blame will definitely be put on me."
"As for the military examination, what does the emperor say?"
"Father thought that the martial arts examination and martial arts certification were a bit redundant. I explained again and again that the martial arts examination was for selecting the best and the military to select generals, which was not the same as martial arts. Father reluctantly agreed and it might be scheduled in the fall."
"Then Your Highness should urge the Ministry of War to draft a charter. After the emperor approves it, it should be promulgated to all parts of the country to give warriors in the world some time to prepare."
Xiao Xia was only assisting his brother in solving the case. After he helped his brother find the direction of the investigation, he stopped caring about it and let his brother's men investigate the rest of the matter themselves, so he didn't have to worry about it anymore.
In the afternoon, Xiao Xia came to Wanhuhou Restaurant in Chongrenfang. Half of the restaurant was owned by him, so of course he cared about it very much.
As soon as he entered the restaurant, Shopkeeper Wang came up to him and said with a smile, "Master Xiao, the iron pot is ready!"
Xiao Xia was overjoyed, "Where is the iron pot?"
"In the kitchen!"
Xiao Xia hurried to the kitchen and saw three large iron pots on the ground. Two of them were made according to his own size, and the other one had a diameter of two and a half feet. It was used for stir-frying dishes.
Xiao Xia suddenly found that there was another chef on the stove, practicing cooking. Xiao Xia was quite surprised and asked, "How can the chef cook?"
The chef’s surname is Zheng, he is about 40 years old, short and fat, honest and kind, and has been working as a chef at Dou’s Restaurant for 20 years.
He was a little embarrassed and said, "Don't we have fried noodles? Fry them on the iron plate. I thought this pan was very suitable for fried noodles, so I fried a few plates of noodles with it, and they were really good!"
Xiao Xia nodded and praised: "Stir-frying vegetables and stir-frying noodles are the same thing. You cut a plate of shredded meat, stir-fry it like stir-fried noodles, add side dishes and seasonings, it's actually the same as stewing vegetables, just don't add water, and then stir-fry it back and forth like stir-fried noodles, do you understand?"
Chef Zheng nodded, "I think I understand what you mean, sir. I'll give it a try!"
Xiao Xia didn't have lunch, so he immediately ordered a plate of fried noodles and sat in a private room to eat.
Not long after, Shopkeeper Wang brought him a plate of stir-fried shredded pork with radish, which was actually a stir-fry version of stewed shredded pork with radish.
Xiao Xia picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and tasted it. It was okay, a bit like stir-fried food. Of course, it was only slightly better than he expected, but it was still far from the real stir-fried food in later generations.
"What do you think, sir?" Chef Zheng looked at Xiao Xia expectantly.
Xiao Xia smiled and said, "You still have to practice hard. The dishes I've eaten took others more than ten years to practice. This is just your first dish. You need to cook for at least a month before you can become proficient." "I understand!"
Xiao Xia said to Shopkeeper Wang: "You can add stir-fried dishes to the menu. Discuss with the chef what dishes to prepare!"
"Don't worry, sir. I feel good too!"
"Also, the matter of making iron pots must be kept secret and not allowed to be learned by every household."
Shopkeeper Wang smiled and said, "I know what's going on!"
Xiao Xia was eating noodles with his head down when his elder brother Yang Zhao rushed into the restaurant like a gust of wind.
"Third brother, I knew you were here!"
Xiao Xia smiled and asked his brother to sit down, "Brother, try this stir-fried dish. Boss, fry another plate of noodles."
"Okay! I'll be right there."
Yang Zhao sighed, "Hey! I didn't have lunch, I'm so hungry."
He used chopsticks to pick up two mouthfuls of food and put them into his mouth. His eyes lit up. "Not bad! What kind of dish is this?"
"This is a stir-fry, shredded radish with meat. I didn't have it before, I just made it."
"No, I think there is one in the palace. I've eaten it."
Xiao Xia was stunned. He had just invented the iron pan. How could cooking come from the Sui Dynasty? Was it because he was ignorant, or was it because the imperial chef used the method of stir-frying noodles to stir-fry the dishes? It was possible. Teppanyaki and stir-frying were very similar.
But teppanyaki and stir-frying are two completely different things. Has someone invented stir-frying?
Yang Zhao didn't give him a chance to think about it. He said hurriedly, "The two suspects you mentioned, Zhang Mao and Zhou Xiaodong? We found their homes today, but Zhang Mao is dead. His body was found in the moat. Zhou Xiaodong is missing and he didn't go home either."
Xiao Xia hesitated for a moment and said, "Zhou Xiaodong is missing. Do you have any clues?"
Yang Zhao nodded and said, "There is a clue. One warrior said that Zhou Xiaodong invited him to his home for a drink, but he was not in the mood and did not agree. Another warrior said that Zhou Xiaodong might have been killed as well."
"why would you say so?"
"They were released before daybreak, and the city gate and the gate to the block were both open. The warrior and Zhou Xiaodong both lived in Yanshou Block, and they were returning to the block together. He saw an oxcart slowly following Zhou Xiaodong, but he didn't take it seriously. Now he thinks that the oxcart was the one that followed Zhou Xiaodong."
"But there is no evidence that Zhou Xiaodong is dead."
Yang Zhao sighed, "Although this is true, we can't find the insider, so this only clue is broken again."
Xiao Xia pondered for a while and said, "Send an expert to monitor the guard leader Chen Ye!"
Yang Zhao was shocked. "That's impossible! He has been following Chen Shubao for 25 years!"
Xiao Xia sneered and said, "There is an idiom called "adding legs to a snake". Big brother should know it! If Zhou Xiaodong hadn't been in trouble, I really wouldn't have thought of this Chen Ye, but now that Zhou Xiaodong has been in trouble, I am a little suspicious."
Yang Zhao asked quickly: "What do you mean?"
Xiao Xia smiled and said, "In fact, the logic is very simple. The traitor is either Zhang Mao or Zhou Xiaodong. It is impossible for both of them to be traitors. If we want to silence them, we can only kill one of them. If Zhang Mao is dead and Zhou Xiaodong is fine, then I will definitely think that Zhang Mao is the traitor. But both of them are in trouble. This is called adding fuel to the fire. I began to suspect that these two people may not be the traitors. Someone just deliberately misled us in order to cover up the real traitor. Then who is the real traitor?"
(End of this chapter)