After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

"Master, Meat Bun."

Li Jiaorong held the open butter paper bag and walked towards Yan Yun huffing and puffing. She looked very tired.

Yan Yun quickly stood up, helped her sit down, stared at the steaming meat buns in the paper bag, and unconsciously made a swallowing motion, thinking that the meat buns smelled really good.

Although she has already gone without food and won't be hungry even if she doesn't eat, she has no choice but to be greedy and likes all kinds of delicious food in the world.

Li Jiaorong pushed the paper bag in front of Yan Yun, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sweat on her forehead, "I walked for a quarter of an hour to buy it. The one at the end of the street is better."

Yan Yun nodded and said blankly: "Thank you."

"It's okay. I also want to thank you, master. Your calculation is very accurate. My husband has really returned from high school."

Look, look, there are still people who know the goods!

Her calculations are so accurate, but they are no better than those charlatans who only know how to lie.

After experiencing being beaten up, chased and scolded many times... Li Jiaorong's words definitely warmed Yan Yun's heart. She couldn't help but wailed in her heart: "Master, there are actually good people in the world." .”

Yan Yun took the meat buns in each hand and took a bite from the left and right. The thin skin was soft and delicious, the filling was smooth and delicate, and the soup was salty and fragrant. Her mouth was full of oil and she was very satisfied.

Looking at this posture, he guessed that the master was starving, so Li Jiaorong said thoughtfully: "Master, eat slowly, don't choke."

Yan Yun nodded fiercely and asked her to say that meat buns are definitely the most delicious thing in the world. They are much more delicious than steamed buns without fillings. But she has no money. She finally got a copper plate, but she can only Can afford steamed buns.

Stop talking, talking too much will lead to tears!

Yan Yun took a big bite of the bun, which was so delicious that she fainted from crying.

Seeing that she was eating happily, Li Jiaorong was also very happy. He took out a small handkerchief and slowly opened it, revealing the orange-red candied fruit inside, and started to eat it in small bites.

"You, what are you eating?" Yan Yun swallowed the last bite of the bun and asked curiously.

"It's preserves made by the cook. Master, do you want to eat them too?"

"What are preserves?"

Yan Yun scratched her head, somewhat confused as to what the candied fruit was. After all, she had never seen it in Penglai.

The master actually doesn’t know what candied fruit is! Li Jiaorong was a little surprised, but she still answered obediently: "The preserves are made from fruits, they are very sweet."

"Me, me, me, give me a taste, okay?"

Li Jiaorong was not stingy either. She moved the candied fruit in front of Yan Yun readily and said with a smile: "Master, eat it."

On weekdays, Gu Xingmo was very strict, and Li Jiaorong could not eat candied fruits every day, but compared to the master who had never eaten, she was actually very lucky, and people must be content.

After finishing the meat buns and candied fruits, Yan Yun ate and drank her fill, looking very generous.

"Whatever you want to know, it's all free!"

Li Jiaorong lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then replied: "Then let's figure out what will happen to our family in the future."

Does this even matter? With her help this time, the ending will be perfect, so Yan Yun patted her chest and vowed: "Your husband will have a prosperous official career in the future, and the whole family will have a good relationship, and he will enjoy endless blessings."

The master's calculation is accurate, so it must be true.

Li Jiaorong thanked her happily, and then saw that it was getting late, so she stood up and wanted to leave.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Yan Yun hurriedly took out a brochure bag from her sleeve, handed it to Li Jiaorong, and repeatedly told her: "Take this back, and you must show it to your husband."

Li Jiaorong wanted to ask something else, but she saw that the master had turned his head and kept tapping his feet, obviously not wanting to say more.

And she had never been a person who would force others, so she had to take the tip bag obediently, turned around and walked back home slowly. As she walked, she thought about what was in it. When she pinched it, it was thick, a bit like a banknote, but Everyone is so poor that they have no money to buy meat buns, so how can they have money to give her?

Li Jiaorong tilted her head, suddenly remembering that she had just forgotten to ask the master about his destined heir, and quickly turned back.

But when I got there, I realized there was no fortune-telling stall here? It was completely bare, with only a few big dogs left sniffing butter paper bags on the ground. As for the master, he had long since disappeared.

Li Jiaorong pinched the bag of tips in her hand with some disappointment, thinking that this master closed the stall very quickly.

Back home, Gu Xingmo had already returned from official duties. He also grabbed a handful of dried meat in his hand and happily teased the fat dog she had picked up. He could smell the fragrance but couldn't eat the meat. The fat dog ran around in a hurry. , Harazi can drip into a puddle of water.

Li Jiaorong handed the kit to Gu Xingmo, then snatched the dried meat from his hand, leaned down, and handed it to Fat Dog's mouth one by one, whispering:

"Eat slowly. Look, I'm still kind to you..."

Gu Xingmo felt funny after hearing this, shook his head helplessly, and then slowly opened the bag of tips she gave him.

He thought it was some gadget, but when he took it out, he found that it was a thick stack of paper. Gu Xingmo frowned and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the tighter his frown became.

But Li Jiaorong didn't notice anything unusual about him and concentrated on feeding the fat dog.

After reading all these things, Gu Xingmo couldn't hide his excitement and couldn't wait to ask: "Rong Niang, where did you get these things?"

"A tip bag? It was given to me by a fortune teller on the street. He told me to show it to you."

After saying that and finishing feeding the dried meat, Li Jiaorong clapped her hands and stood up neatly. Gu Xingmo's eyes were red, as if he was holding back something.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this tip bag?"

Li Jiaorong asked uneasily, wondering if she would bring any trouble home! That master wouldn't eat her meat buns and try to trick her, right?

"No, this kit is very good. It helped me, Rong Niang, it can help us..."

What are written on these papers are Cui Yutao's crimes for many years as an official: withholding disaster relief grain from the court, intervening in illegal salt sales, and having close contacts with the ministers of the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry. They all have a lot of corruption...

Every one of them is a capital crime, especially intervening in the private sale of salt. The laws of the Northern Dynasties strictly prohibited officials and people from privately managing salt fields and salt ponds. Cui Yutao knowingly committed the crime and despised Long Wei. If the Holy Father knew about this, I'm afraid he would be punished. Not even the nine clans involved in his family can satisfy their hatred.

Some of the crimes on the paper were not even known to Gu Xingmo in his previous life. He hugged Li Jiaorong tightly with joy and choked up: "Rong Niang, this is so great. Where is the master? Others Where? I want to ask him in person."

"The master must have closed his stall and gone home. I don't know if he will be there tomorrow. He told my fortune in the town before, but because business in the town was not good, he came to the capital."

Li Jiaorong felt that her guess was close to ten, and she thought that the master must be an expert, and the meat buns were not given in vain.

Gu Xingmo wiped away the tears of joy, gently let go of Li Jiaorong, and said softly: "You don't have to wait for me tonight, I will go to the palace."

"Then you won't have dinner?"

"Don't eat, Rong Niang, be good. You have to eat well even if you don't have to look at me." Gu Xingmo waved his hand and gave her a few uneasy instructions before leaving in a hurry.

He wants to enter the palace and see Emperor Yin. With this tip, he will definitely be able to cure Cui Yutao's death penalty.