Chapter 332 First Arrival·Royal Cat

"This is a private matter, don't make it public, let's talk in the back room."

"Here."

Two figures, one in front and one behind, entered the back hall.

Since the court this morning, there has been an extra topic of conversation in Chang'an official circles: the oiran of Yang Liuniang's family in Pingkangfang was actually killed.

People in the Tang Dynasty pursued famous prostitutes, and they valued their appearance and talent even more. Only those with both sex and art skills were eligible to become oirans. They were honored as Duzhi's lady, and they visited hundreds of brothels in Chang'an. , no more than the number of hands.

Therefore, even princes and nobles have to wait in line if they want to kiss Fangze, and they also have to wait in line to see how the lady is feeling. hour.

In other words.

Every oiran is inextricably linked with court officials and dignitaries, and the oiran who was killed last night, whose stage name is Fuxiang, is rumored to have a close relationship with An Lushan, the governor of Pinglu.

Who is An Lushan?

The sage's favorite general!

Originally, this was a troublesome matter. After all, since ancient times, killing a person was a major case, and even Jing Zhaoyin had to intervene in person. However, with the spread of a piece of news, things became even more troublesome.

It is said that this Fuxiang lady was naked when she died, which made the case more charming.

Oiran, naked, dead.

Tsk, what a story!

In fact, no matter how decent they are on the surface, people are more or less interested in meaty things in their hearts, and imperial officials are no exception.

At this moment, outside the Daming Palace, where the offices of various ministries work, miscellaneous officials are distributing food in the corridors.

Corridor, that is, corridor passage.

Corridor eating means that imperial officials walked out of the main hall, sat on the floor under the cornices and corridors, and ate a free lunch funded by the state. For this meal, it is not enough to eat and drink. They must eat and drink with public funds, otherwise they will be impeached.

At this time, the death of Oiran Fuxiang spread among the officials of various ministries.

"Have you ever heard of that?"

"Brother Wen'an refers to the murder that happened in Pingkang Square last night..."

"Of course."

Due to the different nature of the work of the various ministries of the imperial court, the atmosphere when eating in the corridor is also different. The departments responsible for impeaching officials like Yushitai not only are not allowed to speak, but also cannot walk around at will. The most important rules are rules.

In contrast, staying in Dali Temple is quite comfortable, as long as the mouth is not full of nasty words, the chief official will not speak out to reprimand.

"I heard that the body was found by Marquis Wu, who was patrolling the streets of Pingkangfang. He was naked and fell from the attic..."

"No, how did I hear that the oiran died in the garden and was discovered by a benefactor."

During the conversation of several officials, they frequently looked up to the first place, seeing that the chief official of the temple not only did not speak to stop him, but instead stopped his glass to listen, he couldn't help but feel relieved:

It seems that just as the rumors said, the newly appointed Minister of Dali has a romantic personality and likes prostitutes the most.

Of course, Lu Li didn't know that he got this kind of avatar, and he just listened to the story in silence.

Until a figure appeared within sight.

cat?

The cat tail in Bai Xiao's mouth...

mean this? !

The fur was pure white without a trace of variegation, golden vertical pupils, and an extremely cold expression, which made Lu Li feel a little absurd.

"I met Shaoqing."

"I met Shaoqing."

Officials along the way crossed their hands and saluted.

The cat was wearing a dark jacket with lapel collar and was over seven feet tall. It sat down beside Lu Li and crossed its hands in a salute.

plum cake?

After returning the gift, Lu Li completely digested the extra memory.

Lu Li, courtesy name Meng Ming, was born in the Lu family of Wu County. Because he was appreciated by the sages and he was proficient in "Laws of the Tang Dynasty", he became the Minister of Dali at the age of twenty-five.

Li Cake, the emperor's cat psychic, likes to eat cake bait, named himself Cake, and the sage gave him the country's surname Li. Because of his agility and proficiency in criminal names, he served as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

"Since everyone is full, let's start the banquet, and wish everyone Shangyuan good health in advance."

"Siqing Shangyuan Ankang."

Lu Li raised his glass first and drank the sake.

In the past, this move would have been impeached by the censor, but today is an exception, the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, and the Shangyuan Festival is approaching.

At that time, Chang'an City will become a veritable city that never sleeps.

On the 14th, 15th, and 16th days, the night ban was lifted. People who have been holding back for a whole year can walk freely in Chang'an City, go to the streets to enjoy lanterns, sing and dance, watch lanterns, dance to the gods, and enjoy various activities. night culture.

On this festive season, it is rare for imperial officials to relax. In fact, for them, 996 is really a blessing——

Modern people go to work at Sishi, leave work at Haishi, and take one day off every seven days.

For those officials who work in Chang'an, the capital of the country, they have been working for a long time in Sishi. In theory, Shenshi came home from work, but they didn't finish their official duties that day, so no one dared to leave. Only one day off.

Because of this, everyone from the public servants to the traffickers and pawns is looking forward to the Lantern Festival, and today they drink less alcohol in the government office, and no one will hold them accountable.

"Li Shaoqing, this year's Shangyuan Festival, my official will take a rest, and I will trouble you with the affairs of the temple."

After finishing speaking, Lu Li picked up the wine cup, looked to the side, and said with a smile, "See you saint."

Sake wine is holy, and turbid wine is virtuous.

Li Bing was elegant and dignified. With his cat's claws, he picked up the wine baron on the table, replied "See you", and then flicked his sleeve robe to drink it up.

When he first entered the Tang Dynasty, he drank with a cat and handed over all the official duties to him. This made Lu Li feel very novel. At the same time, he was more and more looking forward to what he would encounter during the Shangyuan Festival.

As for the death of the oiran, what does it matter to me?

Lu Li didn't intend to intervene, he was here for vacation, not to investigate cases, and with Shaoqing Yumao sitting in Dali Temple, he was very relieved.

Thinking of this, Lu Li smiled at Li Bing, put down the wine bar, and began to pick up vegetables.

Staple food: fried sub.

There is a layer of flax sprinkled on the surface, the outer skin is crispy, and the inner is wrapped with mutton, which looks like a hemp ball.

Two dishes: shredded sheepskin, chicken with green onion and vinegar.

In addition, there is also a small white porcelain jar with a side opening on the food table, which contains more than half of the jar of milky and rich buttermilk.

To say that this meal is extravagant and rich, it is not at all, but the public is in charge of the meal, why are you picking and choosing?

Anyway, Lu Li thinks it tastes good.

In the first place, the officials were still discussing the matter of the oiran, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. After all, there was food in the stomach, and the mood would naturally be good.

At this moment, the voice of the handyman's report came from outside: "Everyone, the saint has given you food."

Afterwards, a group of young men carrying food boxes went down the corridor and distributed food boxes one by one, no more, no less, and every high-ranking official had a copy.

Everyone is no longer surprised, but they still face the direction of Daming Palace and thank you——

During festive seasons, the sage will distribute benefits to officials in Beijing, including various pastries such as pancakes, glutinous rice cakes, and rice dumplings, as well as delicacies carefully prepared by the imperial chef.

Donkey steamed with warm and cold flowers.

The donkey meat is soaked in high-quality rice wine and various spices, and then steamed in a basket until it is rotten before taking it out. In the winter, such a mouthful will remove all the cold in the body.

After looking at the dishes in his food box, Lu Li took a look at the table of Royal Cat Plum Cake——

A dish of fried small fish.

Crystal dragon and phoenix cake, Tianhua Biluo, Brahman light high noodles and other cake baits.

Hmm... Lee Cake, worthy of its name.

I went back to my hometown on the Ghost Festival for a whole day, and I didn’t come back until after 8 o’clock in the evening. Let’s start with an update today. From tomorrow to the end of the month, there will be three updates every day. For the leader “Dream Heart is Dreamer” and Wanshou boss “Moon into the mountains” Add more.