Chapter 320: Searching for Dong's Mansion
After entering the city, I inquired with a salesman carrying a load, then looked for it, and soon arrived outside the door of Mr. Dong's mansion.
As a symbol of power and wealth, the mansion of a high official can tell the status and taste of its owner from the architectural style of the house and the decoration inside.
This Dong is more high-profile than Wei Junpei, Mr. Wei!
The mansion inside the high wall stands tall and majestic, with red walls and gold tiles reflected in it. The golden nails on the red door shine in the morning light. The stone lions that guard the house in front of the door are very powerful. This style alone is intimidating.
Hong Xiaoduo couldn't help but sigh, if the Prime Minister's mansion is like this, wouldn't the places where the royal princes live be even more grand?
Looking at the entrance of the alley not far away, there was a steaming stall. I walked over and took a look, it was a wonton stall.
The stall owner is on crutches and has only one leg, and the remaining leg only reaches the knee.
The stall had just been set up, and when he saw Hong Xiaoduo coming over, his eyes lit up: "Little lady, would you like a bowl of wontons?"
According to his experience in setting up a stall, there were people there as soon as the stall was set up. If diners come here, the business will definitely be good.
Hong Xiaoduo came over originally just to inquire if he had seen Prime Minister Dong leave the house.
She heard from Mr. Wei that she went to court very early and had to go out before dawn.
But now looking at the stall owner’s expectant expression and his broken leg, he changed his mind and nodded: “Let’s have a bowl.”
The stall owner happily responded and lifted the lid. I opened the cotton cloth covering the bamboo plaque and picked up a bowl of wontons.
"Uncle, how long have you been setting up a stall here?" Hong Xiaoduo asked casually.
"It's been more than two years." The stall owner didn't think much and responded while stirring the wontons in the pot.
The wontons were cooked very quickly. When Hong Xiaoduo saw that the stall owner had prepared them, he quickly got up and went to bring them to the table.
The large rough bowl, the translucent wontons in the hot bone soup, green onions, and a few drops of sesame oil are rippling. Smelling the fragrance makes you more appetizing.
Hong Xiaoduo poured some vinegar into it and ate it slowly with a spoon.
The soup is fresh and the wonton filling tastes great.
This kind of deliciousness is completely different from the kind of deliciousness that is added in modern times with chicken essence, monosodium glutamate, oil consumption, and concentrated chicken juice.
The late autumn morning is a bit cool, and after a few mouthfuls of hot wontons, I feel warm.
It is not the kind of simple heat, but the warmth that makes people feel very comfortable.
"Uncle, does it matter if you set up a stall so close to Prime Minister Dong's Mansion? Won't their mansion come to drive them away?" Hong Xiaoduo wanted to hear the people's impressions of Prime Minister Dong's Mansion again.
The stall owner closed the lid of the soup pot, turned around and said: "To be honest, little lady, I was worried at the beginning. After a few days of thinking, I realized that I was overthinking it. Not only did the people in the prime minister's house He won't drive me away from this stall, and he always takes care of my business.
Their old lady and the old lady liked my wontons very much, so they sent people to buy them every now and then.
Several juniors in the prime minister’s house also like my wontons, and some of the errand boys in the house also come here to eat them often.
When we started setting up the stall, there were gangsters trying to blackmail them, but it was the people from the Prime Minister’s Office who taught and warned them. "
Hong Xiaoduo nodded after hearing this. In this way, the people in Prime Minister Dong's Mansion are indeed good.
"Hey. "The stall owner didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly sighed.
Seeing Hong Xiaoduo looking over, he said: "It is said that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. But Mr. Dong gave birth to six sons. The first five were all excellent, but the youngest one was crooked. Is it because of the old age?" "Lai Dezi, the whole family is spoiled?"
"If something like this happens to Dong Xiang's son, will he still have to go to court?" Hong Xiaoduo continued to ask.
The stall owner shook his head: "My youngest son's life is in danger. He has been busy running for that unfilial son these past two days. I heard from the servants in the mansion that the prime minister did not believe that his youngest son could do such a thing. This time, Hong Xiaoduo didn’t respond and already had an idea in his mind while eating wontons.
The bowl of wontons was bottomed out, so I put a piece of silver dime on the table and stood up to leave.
“Little lady, I gave you too much, and I haven’t asked for your money yet.” When the stall owner stepped forward to clean up, he saw the silver coins and shouted hurriedly.
Hong Xiaoduo didn’t stop or look back, he raised his hand and waved.
At this time, another diner came to the stall. While greeting the stall owner, he stuffed the coins into his purse. While busy, he looked at the back of the figure not far away. God was good to him. , allowing him to meet kind-hearted people many times.
In Xiang Dong’s mansion, Xiang Dong and his wife, who had not slept all night, looked at each other and felt that the other was getting older.
Mrs. Gu wiped her tears with a handkerchief and sobbed: "My husband, please don't lose your temper with me. If something like this happens to your son, how can I, a mother, not be worried or sad?
Do you think I want to cry? But how can I bear it?
My mother and grandmother must not be able to hide it. If my eyes were not swollen from crying, my secret would have been exposed."
Dong Xiang sighed helplessly and said, "I didn't lose my temper with you. Isn't it because I couldn't think of a way to save Fan'er? I'm a little anxious." It's just a little heavier."
"Mr. Fan'er, has things really not improved?" Mrs. Gu asked unwillingly, looking at her husband's slumped shoulders.
Dong Xiang shook his head and sighed: "It's not that easy. He was at the scene when the incident happened. Now that all the witnesses and physical evidence are available, Fan'er may be in trouble this time."
Listen Her husband said this, Mrs. Gu His face became even paler, and his voice trembled as he said: "Prime Minister, this son of ours is usually naughty, but you and I know best that he is not evil by nature.
He is not a gambler, and he is even less lewd. The land of fireworks and willow lanes has always been If you don't go, Zhu'er and Cui'er are all lovely people with good looks and talents. They have been serving in his yard for several years, and his son has never done anything to them.
So, how could he fall in love with one of them. Dancer? Still using force on others? ?”
“Madam, it’s useless for you and I to believe him. What the Ministry of Punishment wants is evidence. I can’t even see him now despite my old face. I only know that I haven’t treated him yet. Use torture.
It's not the last moment yet, so don't despair. Let me think carefully about what else I can do. "Mr. Dong comforted him.
It's been the third day since his son Yuefan's accident. If there really was a way, he should have thought of it long ago!
If this son was really in trouble, The heinous person really did that thing , he won't run around like this, thinking of ways.
If you do something evil, you will be punished!
The key is that he believes that the kid will not be a bastard. To that point.
But now, where is his son’s chance of survival?
"Sir, the concierge just came to report that a young lady came outside the house. She said she was a friend of the Sixth Young Master and wanted to meet you. Do you think so?" Gengfu, the old steward, knocked on the door and entered the house. asked cautiously.
Dong Xiang was annoyed when he heard this. He slapped the coffee table beside him and said angrily: "Friend? Except for the major general of the Mu family, all the people around him are useless, friend. , I think they are all friendly friends...
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