Jing Rong was the first to reach the kitchen in the backyard. Before he even got close, he could hear voices coming from inside.
"I told you to add more salt, but you wouldn't listen. Now it's too bland. How can we eat it?"
"You were the one who kept adding water, adding water, diluting the salt, and now you're blaming me!"
"I only added a little water."
"I saw you add two spoonfuls."
"You added too little salt."
"You added too much water."
"You added too little salt!"
They argued endlessly.
While the two of them were arguing, crackling sounds could be heard coming from the kitchen.
As soon as Jing Rong stepped inside, he saw a comical and hilarious scene.
Lang Po was holding a spatula!
Bai Yin was holding a wooden lid!
They glared at each other, full of hostility.
Lang Po was still arguing, "You're the one with too little salt."
"You added too much water."
Bai Yin retaliated.
Neither was willing to take a step back.
Jing Rong frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
Hearing this, the two people holding a spatula and a wooden lid looked towards the door.
"Your... Highness."
"What's going on?"
"We..." Lang Po quickly hid the spatula behind his back and forced a smile. "No, we didn't do anything."
"From the looks of it, it doesn't seem like you didn't do anything!" Jing Rong clearly didn't believe him. He looked at the well-behaved Bai Yin. "Tell me, what are you arguing about?"
Bai Yin was very serious. She sighed and pointed at a dish on top of a vegetable dumpling.
"Look at that dish of meat."
Meat?
Jing Rong looked over.
There was indeed something on the plate, but... it was a black lump. He couldn't tell it was... meat!
"What the hell is this?" Jing Rong frowned.
"Meat." Bai Yin emphasized again.
Jing Rong walked over, picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a small black lump.
He put it to his nose and sniffed. It didn't smell like meat at all. Instead, it smelled like something burnt.
Seeing this, Lang Po hurriedly said, "Your Highness, try it."
Ugh!
Who would dare to try something like this?
Jing Rong immediately put down his chopsticks.
His face was full of disgust.
"Forget it." He straightened his face and asked, "So, you were arguing for this dish of meat?"
"No!" "It's the meat that doesn't taste right. I kept telling Bai Yin to add more salt, but she refused. I was going to make some supper, but the taste of this meat is too bland. I can't eat it at all."
Upon hearing this, Bai Yin could not take it lying down. She rushed over and said, "I added a lot of salt. You were the one who kept adding water to the pot, that's why the salt was diluted."
"That's because you burned the meat! I could only add water to it. Look, the meat has become like this. His Highness can't even recognize it as meat! In the past, even the meat cooked by His Highness was better than yours. "
Black lines appeared on Jing Rong's forehead.
Hey hey hey, can we forget about the past?
Back then, Jing Rong suddenly became very interested in cooking. He cooked for several days in a row, causing everyone to have diarrhea.
His words were overheard by Ji Yunshu, who had just arrived.
She couldn't help but laugh!
Back then, she was also one of the "victims"!
She smiled and said, "You were arguing for half a day over a plate of meat? Just now, Young Master Song thought something happened to you and rushed over to tell us. "
Bai Yin said, "We didn't fight."
Lang Po said, "It was because of a plate of meat!"
Perhaps it was only after Lang Po and Bai Yin's ruckus that they could sweep away everyone's gloomy mood over the past few days.
"Alright, put down the things quickly! Don't argue anymore. "
Lang Po and Bai Yin obediently complied.
They put down the things in their hands.
"What about this plate of meat?" Lang Po asked.
Jing Rong thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you want to eat supper? Then eat it all. "
"Eat it all? Your Highness … "
"Don't talk so much nonsense. Just eat it and don't waste it."
"... Yes!" This was the life of a subordinate!
Bai Yin smiled to herself and whispered to him, "Eat more. Otherwise, the night will be long and I'm afraid I'll be starving."
"You …" He almost reached for the shovel again.
Fortunately, he restrained himself.
That night, Lang Po finished the entire plate of meat. Unfortunately, he also had diarrhea for the whole night.
This time, his diarrhea was worse than when he ate his Highness's dark cuisine.
The next day.
Someone from the Ministry of Justice brought news.
The person found Ji Yunshu and said, "Teacher Ji, someone wants to see you."
"Who?"
"Jingzheng."
"Him? Why is he looking for me? "
The person shook his head. "I'm not sure. He only said that he wants to see you. He has something important to discuss with you in private, so I came to inform you. If you don't want to see him, then forget it."
How could she not see him?
Ji Yunshu immediately agreed. "Bring me there."
Since it was a private meeting, Jing Rong couldn't directly accompany her. Moreover, the Ministry of Justice's prison was different from the City Sector's prison. Not everyone could enter it.
Therefore, as soon as Ji Yunshu left, Jing Rong summoned his guards.
He instructed, "Follow Miss Ji in secret. You must ensure her safety. If you notice anything out of the ordinary, immediately report back to me."
"Yes!"
Four guards were dispatched.
He quietly followed behind Ji Yunshu.
Ji Yunshu followed the man from the Ministry of Justice all the way to the prison.
After saying a few words at the door, the jailer continued to lead her in.
Finally, they arrived outside Bing Zheng's cell.
Bing Zheng sat in a corner, hugging his knees with his head hung low. His hair was disheveled and covered his face.
His clothes were also torn in a few places!
It was even stained with blood!
He must have been beaten up by the Ministry of Justice.
The jailer said, "Teacher Ji, you can speak outside."
"Just let me in."
"But …"
"It's okay."
The jailer hesitated. "Alright then."
He opened the cell door.
He retreated to one side.
Ji Yunshu walked in and stood in front of Bing Zheng, looking down at him.
"They said you were looking for me?"
Bing Zheng did not respond.
"What do you want to say to me?"
"…"
"If you want me to help you, how would I know what you need if you don't say anything?"
After a while, Bing Zheng raised his head.
The pair of haggard, red, swollen eyes looked up and met her gaze.
Ji Yunshu was startled.
It had only been a few days, how did he become like this?
"You're finally here."
"What do you want to say to me?"
"Last night, I received a letter from my hometown, telling me that … my grandmother passed away."
Ji Yunshu deeply sympathized with him, but she did not understand why he would tell her this.
"Is this the reason you sent someone to inform me to come see you?"
Bing Zheng answered, "That's right."
"So?"
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