Bright Spring

He paused for a moment, then whispered: "Wang Gui, there is a commander named Zhang Xin in the things you wrote. You don't do other things recently, go squat near his house, and find out more. "

Zhu Gaoxu felt that it would be more appropriate if this matter was entrusted to Professor Hou. After all, Professor Hou can even find out about other people's family affairs and the relationship between relatives and friends.But Zhu Gaoxu thought of what King Yan said, "talking nonsense everywhere in case the world will not be chaotic", and what King Yan had already warned, he was afraid that the news would be leaked to King Yan's ears, and then he would not be able to finish eating and walk away.

Compared with Professor Hou, Wang Gui is obviously much more reliable.

Wang Guidao: "Your maidservant obeys orders, and this servant can ask her godson for help."

Zhu Gaoxu immediately said: "You go in person, don't let the secrecy come first!"

Wang Guidao: "Your Majesty's entrustment, the servant will naturally do it by himself, but the servant will also doze off, so you have to find a helper instead of squatting. The godson of the servant is very reliable and will never talk nonsense. Don't worry, the servant will discipline it well of."

Zhu Gaoxu thought for a while and said, "Alright, remember my advice."

Wang Gui bowed and said, "Your servant has written it down."

After Zhu Gaoxu dismissed Wang Gui, he walked back and forth in the study.There are actually a lot of books stored in this study room. I remember that the Taizu didn't like Zhu Gaoxu because he liked to run around and make trouble when he was studying; but Zhu Gaoxu was not illiterate, and his good handwriting is a proof, but he was interested in martial arts and had no interest in poetry and books. So obsessed.

Chapter 22 Colorful

The ancients had a slow pace of life and slow work.But Zhu Gaoxu is different, he can't bear the low efficiency.

There was no progress in Wang Gui's errand, just one day later, Zhu Gaoxu came to him and handed him the hourglass he found from the cabinet in the study.Tell him to pass the noon and unitary drums of the city tower, and then cooperate with the hourglass to accurately record the activities of Zhang Xin and his family.

Another sum of money from the Ming Dynasty was allocated, and Wang Gui was ordered to rent a room near Zhang Xin's mansion for continuous observation day and night.

Zhu Gaoxu had already arranged it in great detail, and thought: If it were Hou Hai, I guess I wouldn't have to worry about it so much.

He came out of the study, looked up at the sky, and saw that the sun was already above his head, and it was already noon.Just thinking about it, the sound of drums came from afar.The sound came from the city tower, and it was loud enough to reach here.

Zhu Gaoxu retracted his upturned head and saw Du Qianrui coming.She was wearing an apron with bare white forearms, and was wiping the apron back and forth with her hands. When she suddenly saw Zhu Gaoxu, she hurried forward a few steps, put her hands on her stomach, and said with a knee, "Slaves are polite."

Her posture in saluting was perfect, but it didn't match her attire.Zhu Gaoxu saw it, but felt a bit playful and happy.

Zhu Gaoxu sized it up and said, "Miss Du, are you cooking?"

Du Qianrui said: "The slaves are already ready, the prince will take a seat in the dining room next to it, and it will be served here."

Now that everything was done, Zhu Gaoxu didn't say anything else, and walked into the dining room as he said, planning to fill his stomach before talking.

Zhu Gaoxu sat there and waited, and it didn't take long for the dishes to be served.

Purple onion skins, white onion slices, and green fish skins are colorful, which is refreshing and pleasing to the eye.Zhu Gaoxu's thoughts of "filling his stomach" just now drifted away, staring at the dishes in front of him.

Then came the deep-fried fish fillet, neatly arranged on the plate in a golden circle, with bright red candied cherries in the middle.A large bowl of fish soup, water spinach (sauerkraut), fish head, and dough lumps are boiled together. The soup is thick but not thick, and it exudes bursts of fragrance.

"Eunuch Wang took good care of me. He knew that I left the capital in a hurry and didn't bring anything with me. As soon as I arrived at the mansion, he paid me some money and gave me the monthly money in advance. I met Aunt Wang this morning and gave it to her. A bunch of money, let her buy some fresh vegetables back."

Du Qianrui's voice was crisp, brisk, with ups and downs, and it sounded very comfortable.She no longer talked about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and anecdotes, but she still had a special taste when talking about daily life.Zhu Gaoxu's mood was not impetuous at all, and he listened with great interest.

She continued: "A farmer picked up a mullet from a nearby river, carried a sling, and sold it on the street. The price was very cheap. When Mrs. Wang saw it, she bought it. The mullet has cooked a few dishes, which are not delicacies from mountains and seas, the prince should not dislike them."

Two dishes and one soup, all made with a mullet.

Zhu Gaoxu was listening to her while looking at the dishes on the table.The well-proportioned knives, neat arrangement, and exquisite dishes immediately made the old house look taller, and Zhu Gaoxu had an illusion, as if he was dining in a high-end restaurant with retro style.These old furniture have also become antique, carefully made pan-old, in order to produce a retro cultural atmosphere.

Zhu Gaoxu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish skin and put it in his mouth to chew.

Du Qianrui stood by and asked in an expectant tone: "My lord, how is the handicraft of the servants?"

Zhu Gaoxu chewed for a while, and couldn't help feeling a warm touch in his heart.

If it was a woman with other goals... she wouldn't serve people so hard!Because all kinds of desires are always unavoidable to make people impetuous and difficult to be willing.

He suddenly regretted asking Hou Hai to investigate Du Qianrui's details. Isn't that a sign of distrust of her?In the past, I always felt that Du Qianrui was a little bit unknown, and I was not very relieved, but now I think: Is he being too cautious?

In Zhu Gaoxu's view, Du Qianrui is still very trustworthy.The basis of his judgment is: a person who comes with a purpose, no matter how ingenious the means are, she will always come up to know him actively; not passively.Zhu Gaoxu met Du Qianrui very by chance, he just wanted to find a place to catch up with Wang Zhenliang, son-in-law's son, and he chose Fuleyuan by chance from dozens of large official brothels in the capital, and Du Qianrui was randomly selected from a large group of kabukis.

From the accidental acquaintance, to the accidental accident, and because of a good reason to bring Du Qianrui back to Beiping, before he knew it, Zhu Gaoxu felt that he seemed to like her a little bit.

In future generations, Zhu Gaoxu would definitely want to marry this girl. In his previous life, he was poor and white. Besides, although this girl played the piano and sang in the Fengyue place and had little experience on stage, she was not a lady; Musicians are not for prostitution.In later generations, the girls from good families who are chosen may also come from Dongguan and retire, and they may not be cleaner than Du Qianrui.

However, as the king of the county now, Zhu Gaoxu put away this naive idea very wisely: first of all, his father Zhu Di was going to kill himself, and Princess Xu, who was already sick, would probably be pissed off on the spot, so she and Zhu Gaoxu Just like my father in the previous life.

So Zhu Gaoxu used his best skills, just like every time after gambling is washed clean: make excuses for himself, forgive himself.

He thought to himself: If he was the same dick as his previous life, would Du Qianrui still be "willing"?

Thinking this way, I felt much better.

"My lord, the servant girl is not doing well, isn't it to your liking?" Du Qianrui said again, perhaps because Zhu Gaoxu had been silent for a long time, she couldn't help it.

Only then did Zhu Gaoxu calmly open his mouth and said, "Regardless of craftsmanship, I have tasted overflowing heart just because of this meticulous and careful approach, the time and patience it took."

"This is what the slave family should do..." Du Qianrui said softly, "The slave family is happy to hear what the prince said, and my heart feels like today's weather."

Zhu Gaoxu turned his head slightly, looking at the sunlight on the ground outside the door, as if savoring her mood.

Perhaps her mood should not be compared to the weather, but to these three dishes, exquisite and delicate.

"Miss Du, come over with a pair of chopsticks and eat with me." Zhu Gaoxu sighed slightly and kindly invited.

Du Qianrui was surprised and said: "The prince is the master, and the servant is a servant, how dare you?"

"In that case, you should listen to me." Zhu Gaoxu said.

Du Qianrui's eyeballs rolled around, his expression revealed a little lively side, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and said, "I can't say no to the lord."

So the two sat and ate together, as close as a family.

Only at this time, Zhu Gaoxu could get a little comfort.

Chapter 23 Body Hair Skin

Wang Gui's errand has been going on for more than half a month, and finally there is progress.

Zhu Gaoxu locked the door of the study, sat in front of the desk and wrote vigorously, rearranging the things written by Wang Gui, because the eunuch's memory was too confusing.Wang Gui bowed and stood beside him, answering Zhu Gaoxu's question from time to time.

When the commander of the capital, Zhang Xin, went out, when he was on duty and when he was on duty, these basic conditions are not a problem.

"He went to court prostitutes, but never been to brothels?" Zhu Gaoxu asked without raising his head.

Wang Guidao: "I haven't been to a brothel these days. This person doesn't seem to like places with many people. Every time he quietly goes to an alley on Bell Tower Street to find a regular house prostitute."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded, and wrote the words of this passage a little bigger, emphatically marking it.

It's not uncommon to be an official prostitute in this era, and everyone will restrain themselves until the Xuande era cracks down.

In the report, Wang Gui also wrote about Zhang Xin's mother's activities. She went to Lingquan Temple in Xishan twice to burn incense and worship Buddha;