Chapter 1970 Nothing

After returning to Chang'an City, Fu Shiyi realized that it would be not easy for them to go to Yao's Mansion.

Starting from the city gate, the carriages and horses are blocked and difficult to move forward. Even if you walk, it is difficult to control your own direction and you can only follow the crowd.

Fu Shi looked at Li Changbo and hesitated a little: "Can we still go?"

Li Changbo looked at the bustling crowd and analyzed calmly: "Yao Xiang’s mansion is not far from the city gate. His family was not rich back then, and after the family moved, he didn’t buy a particularly good house. Let’s go slowly, and we can go."

Fu Shiyi:...so straightforward.

But Li Changbo's words still gave Fu Shi a confidence.

Li Changbo held the horse with one hand and Fu Shiyi with the other. When he saw Li'er tied it to his horse's butt, he followed slowly.

Fu Shiyi took a small step and did not move twenty meters for a long time. Looking at the crowds of people, he couldn't help but sigh: "I still said I couldn't catch up with the Lantern Festival, which is a pity. But now I know, I can still like it."

Such a slow speed is not much faster than a snail. If you don’t want to see it, you have to keep watching it on the road.

Li Changbo turned his head to look at her: "Even if the lights are dim, it is not as good as the wife."

The sudden love words made Fu Shiyi feel a little hot. She said honestly: "Even if I am so charming to the whole country, I am not as good as Changbo's fingernails."

An unmarried girl next to her couldn't help but sigh: "How come such a beautiful man got married?"

Fu Shiyi:...he feels very crisis.

So she grabbed Li Changbo and quietly accelerated her pace.

Fortunately, Yao Xiang’s mansion is really not far away.

But looking at the gate of Yao Xiang Mansion, Fu Shiyi couldn't help but ask Li Changbo: "Do you feel that this family doesn't seem to be good?"

There is no lively atmosphere at all, and the overall feeling is that the family is in decline.

This is not superstition, Fu Shiyi thinks it may be some kind of magnetic field.

Li Changbo said concisely: "After Yao's separation, neither of his two sons became officials. His qualifications were very mediocre, not one percent of his father."

Fu Shi Yishen understood: the type of tiger father and dog son, so it is normal for such a situation.

But the question also came. Looking at Yao Xiang’s mansion, Fu Shiyi was deeply suspicious: “Do they still dare to be so arrogant? Do they still have such great strength?”

Li Changbo was also silent.

Obviously, he also had this suspicion in his heart.

However, no matter what, they came. Moreover, the postmaster also said personally that it was the waist-baring card of the Yao Xiang Mansion. It was a question that was asked no matter how it was.

So Li Changbo glanced at Lin Ping.

Lin Ping hurried up and knocked on the door.

However, no one answered in the door for a long time.

Fu Shiyi and Li Changbo looked at each other: Are you not at home?

But even if you are not at home, there should be a doorman guarding the door.

At this moment, Fu Shiyi thought a lot and even remembered the massacre of the family. However, looking back on history, there was no such tragedy in the Yao family.

So, she calmed down again.

Li Changbo went up to knock on the door again.

This time, although a moment later, the door was creaking and opened a crack.

A little maid poked her head out of it: "Who are you looking for?"

Li Changbo said concisely: "Visit your master."

"The master is not at home, so he was invited to have a drink." The little maid was impatient: "Come again tomorrow. There is no one in charge in the family! Today, I was invited to see the Lantern Festival."

Li Changbo frowned and asked: "Which company has invited him?"

The little maid has a bad attitude: "How can I know? They won't tell me even if they go out."

Li Changbo lowered his eyes: "Then we will visit again tomorrow."

The little maid closed the door.

Fu Shiyi lowered his voice: "Their family doesn't even have a concierge?"

The house looks quite big.

"This is a house grant." Li Changbo pulled Fu Shi and turned around and prepared to return to the yamen: "But the maids and servants need to buy it themselves. The ancestors of the Yao family are not very rich."

"And after Yao Xiang left, there was no capable person in the Yao family to stand up, so it was not surprising that this was the case."

"But, the servants of the Yao family acted like this, with loose rules and despair not far away."

Li Changbo's vision is very toxic.

But Fu Shiyi agrees: the company can be small, but the rules must be good. And you must have a positive attitude and mental outlook to flourish.

But now returning without success means that there will be no gains tonight.

Li Changbo thought for a moment and turned around and asked Fu Shiyi: "Do we want to go to the Lantern Festival first?"

Fu Shiyi shook his head: "It's still not possible. When I think of this case, I'm not in a bad mood."

"Why go home?" Li Changbo suggested again.

Fu Shi shook his head: "I want to go and see the body again. Can I see if I can see anything else? What if there is any omission?"

Li Changbo was amused and crying: He used to wish he could only devote himself to the yamen, but now he has realized Mrs. Du’s mood. If you have a big holiday, can’t you go home to celebrate the festival first?

So in the end, Li Changbo said without saying a word: "Go home to have a meal first. Then go to the yamen. There is no curfew today. It's dark now, so it's always lighted the lights, it's okay to be a little earlier or later."

Fu Shiyi was forcibly pulled home.

However, everyone else went to see the lantern festival.

Especially the children, parents are led out to play.

Wang Ning and Li Chunshan also went out.

Only Mrs. Du was too lazy to join in the fun and stayed at home.

Today, most of the family members were on vacation, so Fu Shiyi simply made two bowls of rice noodles with rich ingredients and served them in a small dry pot.

Moreover, I cooked a bowl of wine-making dumplings.

The dumplings are small dumplings made in the morning. They are only the size of longan. The filling inside is made of red beans and black sesame. They are very fragrant. The remaining part has not been cooked and frozen outside.

Fu Shishi said that in such a cold day, you have to eat some soup to warm up quickly.

Especially for the soup of the bridge rice noodles, scoop up a spoonful, blow it, and take a sip. It’s simply not too warm.

Mrs. Du saw the two of them eating, and they were a little greedy, so she simply asked the kitchen to cook a small bowl.

The ones from Fu Shiyi and Li Changbo have a bit of the taste of cross-bridge rice noodles.

The soup is old chicken soup, with shrimps, fish balls, bacon slices, quail eggs, and various vegetables. It looks full of a large casserole, and the colors are rich, which is particularly attractive.

The dry pot is a mixed pork ribs pot.

The ribs were fried a long time ago, as did meatballs, and meat pieces, so they were put into the pot and fryed, and the aroma was revealed. With the dry pot ingredients that Fu Shiyi and sprinkle with a handful of cilantro, it was so delicious.

The rice noodles are light and spicy and rich in flavor of the dry pot, and it immediately creates a fragrance that can touch the soul.

When you are full, you will have a bite of sour and sweet wine-making dumplings. The taste will instantly relieve the greasyness, the fragrance is smooth and soft, making people unable to stop.

Mrs. Du couldn't help but sigh as she looked at each other and smiled, "It's such a perfect match."

I don’t know if the person is talking about it or the food.

?           ? Before finishing the book, I should have another burst update~ I want to cheer up, I want to work hard! Everyone should supervise me~

See you tomorrow~

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