The next morning, Wei Fu was ordered to go to the Dali Temple Prison.

The Second master Fang who was imprisoned in the prison was still crying out for injustice, shouting “The wrong person was arrested”, with an innocent and sincere look as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

When the officer opened the door, Wei Fu walked in.

The Second master Fang immediately jumped down from the stone bed, ran to Wei Fu, and shouted: “Wei Sicheng, I am innocent…”

Before he finished speaking, Wei Fu raised his hand to stop him from shouting, and then he said: “Linliu Manor has been controlled by us, and Miss Chen, Miss Chang, and the young lady who was lost at the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival have also been found by us…”

The Second master Fang in front of him was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he immediately shouted: “Wei Sicheng, I am innocent…”

Before he finished speaking, Wei Fu raised his hand again to stop him from speaking and continued: “The Yuan family tombstone shop has also been searched by us, you saw Yuan Erlang who was locked up earlier. The owner of the Yuan family tombstone shop is being interrogated now, and he will be locked up soon…”

Upon hearing this, Second Master Fang Er’s face was obviously stunned for a moment, but he still instinctively shouted: “Wei Sicheng, I am innocent…”

Wei Fu raised his hand again to interrupt him and continued: “We are interrogating the people on the farm now. According to Miss Chen and Miss Chang, when they were caught eloping that day, they heard the two bearded men talking. From the meaning of their words, in big cities like Jinling and Luoyang where there are many rich and powerful people, there should be such business of burying people alive…”

As soon as the words “burying people alive” came out, Second Master Fang instinctively opened his mouth again: “I am innocent…”

But Wei Fu still didn’t wait for him to finish his words, but turned around and walked out the door after saying these.

The posture of leaving directly after saying this was really beyond Second Master Fang’s expectations.

When Wei Fu walked a few steps to the prison door and was about to step out of the prison, Second Master Fang couldn’t help but call out to Wei Fu: “Will the Sicheng not interrogate me?”

Since the day he was locked up, he had been waiting for the Dali Temple to interrogate him. But the officials of the Dali Temple, whether too busy or lazy, have been ignoring him, as if they had almost forgotten about him.

After waiting for many days, a Sicheng finally came, but he still didn’t interrogate him but told them about the “great achievements” of the people of the Dali Temple outside these days.

Even after all these years of hard work, “pretending” and “cheating” had become an instinct, just like the loud “crying out for injustice” just now, Second Master Fang had long developed the instinct of not saying what he meant. No matter what he thought in his heart, he could still remain “innocent” on the surface and cry out for injustice loudly. But after hearing the Sicheng surnamed Wei tell all about the actions of the Dali Temple in recent days, Second Master Fang felt that things were not going well.

He had been detained by the government for so many days, but the officials of the Dali Temple were outside rescuing those who should be rescued and arresting those who should be arrested. Although those people have not been arrested yet, what would they think of these actions of the officials of the Dali Temple?

Thinking of this, Second Master Fang broke out in a cold sweat.

He had heard that these people in the Dali Temple were the best at finding murderers based on clues! Even he didn’t know how these people from the Dali Temple found the arrested young lady, but… would those people really think that the people of the Dali Temple found it themselves? Or…

Second Master Fang, who was sweating profusely on his back, looked at Wei Fu who was looking at him. After weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth and decided: In this case, it is better to take advantage of the day when the people from the Dali Temple interrogate him today to find out one or two bad things he had done in the past and take the blame for himself. If those people saw that his house was also raided, they would understand that he was also suffering, not betraying them.

He was thinking of “confessing voluntarily”, but he did not expect that after Wei Sicheng looked at him, he only said: “I came here today just to tell you something. As for the interrogation of you… let’s talk about it later!”

What a good “let’s talk about it later”! Second Master Fang, who reacted, was frightened. It was not until this time that he realized something and looked at Wei Fu in disbelief!

The face that looked elegant and easy-going was indifferent, and the eyes looking at him were a little cold: it seemed that he saw through everything he was thinking in his heart!

Without paying any more attention to Second Master Fang, Wei Fu turned around and left the prison!

After Wei Fu left, Second Master Fang fell to the ground: This group of officials from the Dali Temple actually… They were forcing him to a dead end!

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After noon, Wen Mingtang came out of the public kitchen holding three pears that looked perfect.

Today, just after dawn, several baskets of pears were delivered from the farm. Originally, Wen Mingtang was still thinking about whether to divide the pears directly with two each or something, Ji Caimai came over and said, let’s make a rock sugar snow pear with the pears!

It was said that to save those young ladies and find the thieves yesterday, the people of the Dali Temple were busy until late at night. Many of the officers, including Bai Zhu and Liu Yuan, seemed to have caught a cold. Rock-sugar snow pears could relieve coughs and moisten the lungs, and it was the most suitable to eat at this time.

The soup of rock sugar snow pear was very common. It was just a pot of stewed tonics such as white fungus, snow pears, lotus seeds, red dates, and wolfberries. The rest was patience. After all, rock sugar and snow pear was also called small hanging pear soup, and the word “hanging” was enough to explain the importance of patience in this soup.

Before breakfast, Wen Mingtang stewed the pot of rock sugar and snow pear. After lunch, she asked the people from Dali Temple to take a portion of rock sugar and snow pear and leave.

They worked until the end of lunchtime, and then it was time for the cooks who prepared three meals to rest. Because rock sugar and snow pear was a common dish, Ah Bing and Tang Yuan did not go to the stew pot to check, so it was not until this time that they saw the rock sugar and snow pear made by Wen Mingtang.

Looking at the pears that look perfect, the top is cut open like a “little lid” and covered on the pears. The pears that were usually put into the mouth in the past were now like a container. Just one look at it immediately aroused the interest of the two.

Taking the pear handed over by Wen Mingtang, the two pinched the small piece of black-handled pear branch, lifted the small lid, and then saw this portion of rock sugar and snow pear.

The inside of the pear was hollowed out to make a “pear cup” for holding things. The transparent and clear soup was placed in the pear cup. White fungus, lotus seeds, and square-sized snow pear pieces scattered like clouds floated in the middle of the soup. The soup was white and transparent and looked extremely simple and elegant, but it was more than simple and elegant. The red dates and a few wolfberries on the top added a touch of bright color to this simplicity.

It was clearly a simple rock sugar and snow pear. Even the “vessel” and the soup looked at it, but there was an inexplicable sense of beauty.

While the two were still holding the pear and looking at it with interest, Wen Mingtang had already eaten the pear meat in the “small lid” and then picked up a spoon to scoop the rest up.

(End of this chapter)

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