food queen

Chapter 464 List! (2)
Because the emperor and empress were traveling, this street was strictly guarded by the Jinlin Guards, and ordinary people were not allowed to pass through.However, Mu Yao was able to appear here easily, and he was able to stand at the door of the teahouse and wait for them. The reason for this is worth thinking about.

"Brother Mu, long time no see." Han Qian smiled.

Mu Yao looked at Han Qian who was dressed in a plain brocade robe, smiled lightly, cupped his fists and bowed: "Craftsman Mu Yao has seen the empress."

"Ahem!" Yun Shuo then walked over and gave Mu Yao a cold look, "Go in and talk if you have something to say, what do you think about standing on the street."

"Yes." Mu Yao clasped his hands together with a light smile, and smiled at Han Qian again: "Empress Empress, Cao Min has prepared fragrant tea, please sit inside."

Han Qian glanced back at Yun Shuo, raised his hand to hold his arm, and said with a light smile, "Brother Emperor, let's try Brother Mu's good tea."

Only then did Yun Shuo's expression soften, and he nodded in response, "Go in."

In the antique room, the fragrance of tea overflows.

The room is decorated with huanghuali with gorgeous color and beautiful pattern as the main decoration material. This kind of wood is mostly in amber tone, with dense and smooth wood texture, and red sandalwood is regarded as the most noble furniture material in the world.In particular, the "ghost-faced person" with patterns in the room is particularly lovable, and it can emit a faint fragrance.

"Your Majesty, Empress, please." Mu Yao raised his hand and said.

Yun Shuo and Han Qian sat down in front of the sea of ​​root carving tea, and Mu Yao sat down opposite them to make tea.

"Your Majesty and the empress pay homage to the ministers. Such good stories have already spread inside and outside the imperial city. I believe that soon, articles praising meritorious deeds will fly into the imperial city like snowflakes." Mu Yao said, raising his hand to pass tea to the empress.

Yun Shuo took the tea but was not in a hurry to drink it, but carefully played with the teacup in his hand.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, no matter how ignorant the grassroots are, they won't poison this tea." Mu Yao chuckled lightly.

Yun Shuo sneered and said, "You think I'm afraid you'll be poisoned? I think the tea is too hot and I'm afraid it will burn my tongue."

"Okay! Can't you two talk properly?" Han Qian snorted dissatisfied.

"Ha! It's alright! The empress is angry." Mu Yao turned his head with a chuckle, and ordered the maid behind him, "You still don't want to serve the cake I prepared for the empress?"

"Yes." The maid promised, turned around and went down, and after a while, four things were almost served: pineapple mille-feuille, coconut mille-feuille, honey puffs, and butter butterfly cake.

Mu Yao raised his hand and said, "These are new dim sums from the south, and the method is different from the traditional ones. Madam, please try them."

"Butterfly Cake, this is the first time I've heard of it." Han Qian reached out and squeezed a butterfly-shaped snack into his mouth, but it was crispy and soft, with a little sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance sandwiched in the milky fragrance, and the taste was sweet and not greasy. It melted in the mouth, so he sighed: "It's really delicious. Tell me how to make it later, and I will ask the people in the imperial dining room to try to make it too."

Mu Yao nodded and said, "I've already brought the pastry maker, but the palace is not something anyone can enter if they want to. So I asked her to write down the recipe and bring it to the empress."

"You're waiting here for me, isn't it just to give the queen some snacks?" Yun Shuo frowned.

"Of course not." Mu Yao said, and took out a thin, white piece of silk from his bosom and handed it to Yun Shuo, "This is the list of family servants of ministers of the court and central government that I found to join Minglian Sect."

"Ming Lianjiao?" Yun Shuo frowned, raised his hand but did not rush to open the piece of silk.

The Ming Lotus Sect is a church founded by a man named Teng Qingyue.

In his early years, Teng Qingyue was the master of Sinology of the Western Uyghur king Huo An. Later, Huo An was killed and Tantador became the Uyghur king. Teng Qingyue lost his asylum in the Uyghur, so he wandered around the border between Dayun and Uyghur, lobbying everywhere. Expand the congregation, specifically against Dayun.

At the beginning, Yun Shuo didn't take this person seriously. A folk church with less than [-] members only wandered among the poor mountains and rivers on the border, so he didn't think there would be any troubles at first.However, the Minglian Sect quietly developed at an unknown speed, specializing in the development of those who were dissatisfied with Dayun's government, those exiled criminals, and so on.Its power is developing rapidly in secret, and within a few years, it has penetrated deep into the imperial capital.

This is the point Yun Shuo hates the most, and it is also the point he is most helpless.

The power of the emperor can penetrate into every minister's side, but it cannot penetrate into the dark corners of the people.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as an "underground organization" in this world.

Seeing Yun Shuo's solemn expression, Mu Yao knew that this matter had attracted enough attention, so he smiled lightly and said, "Also, there are people in your royal family who have already mixed up with Minglian Sect. There is no full evidence yet, but... you just need to follow the list I gave you to check, I believe it will not be difficult to find those scum."

"Thank you." Yun Shuo held the list tightly.

Han Qianhui glanced back at Yun Shuo's furrowed brows in surprise, and then at Mu Yao, who was surrounded by the old god. She was surprised that the two would join forces.

"You..." Han Qian asked with a light smile, "Are you not fighting anymore?"

Mu Yao chuckled and remained silent, while Yun Shuo just hummed lightly.

Han Qian rolled his eyes at the two of them, and snorted, "Okay! I went out early in the morning to pay homage to Yao Wengong, and it's already half an hour by now, and I haven't even had a serious meal. I'm almost starving to death! "

"Come here, serve the food quickly. Didn't you hear the empress say you're hungry?" Mu Yao ordered the maid beside her.

"Tianxin is still in the palace, let's go back quickly." Yun Shuo stood up, pulled Han Qianqian up, and said calmly, "I appreciate Mr. Mu's kindness. Goodbye."

"Huh?" Before Han Qian realized what was going on, Yun Shuo had already dragged him to the door.

"Let's go. Don't you miss Tianxin?" Yun Shuo whispered in her ear.

When Han Qian thought of her daughter, she quickly nodded, "That's right. Brother Mu, I'm going back first. Since you've come to the capital, you can stay for two more days. When I'm free, I'll treat you to something delicious."

Mu Yao sent the two of them to the door, folded his arms and said with a smile: "Okay, I will stay in the capital for the New Year. Your Majesty has plenty of time to treat me to dinner."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to send you a post." Han Qian waved happily.

"Let's go!" Yun Shuo picked him up and stuffed him into the carriage, and then told Qianye next to him, "Hurry back to the palace."

It's really... Sigh!Qianye glanced at Mu Yao who was standing at the door of the teahouse, shook his head helplessly, and ordered the guards: "Go, go back to the palace."

The guards didn't dare to say more, they responded and protected the emperor's dragon chariot and continued walking towards the palace.

Inside the dragon chariot, Han Qian found out the dim sum in the closet, hummed while eating, "It's just a meal, brother emperor, you are really stingy."

(End of this chapter)