The Dali Temple Minister Lin Kun died in the Qianyuan Palace Incident, and the Shaoqing Mu Jin took leave to the court for many days because of his only son. Now the real person in charge of Dali Temple is Chen Qianji, who had just been promoted by King Xiang, whose official rank is the Dali Temple Master.

Chen Qianji stood in front of the prison gate of Dali Temple and always felt that the prison was not suppressive enough, and it could not make people feel scared. This was not good for the prestige of Dali Temple. His ex-boys Lin Kun and Mu Jin were still too literary, and Chen Qianji intended to rectify the prison for a good life.

At this time, the main prisoner detained in the small prison was Zhou Xunliang, the key figure in the Qianyuan Palace transformation. Today, Chen Qianji no longer intends to interrogate this half-dead person. He secretly thanked that Zhou Xunliang's confession did not be presented. After all, there is a chance to expand the credit.

In the innermost three separate cells of the prison, Pang Kui, Du Shaoyin and Xuan Shaoning were respectively imprisoned. Chen Qianji had already thought of a countermeasure when he stood at the end of the aisle. "It is said that Qingshan Academy has a proud heart, but I really want to see it!"

What a pity! Chen Qianji felt a little regretful in his heart, and then he said to the prison guard: "Add Xu Kui!"

Pangkui has been in this cell for two days, and he doesn't interrogate every day, and he is served with good wine and food every day, which really surprised him. When he saw Du Shaoyin and Xuan Shaoning being locked in, the imagination that had appeared in his mind immediately disappeared, and he knew that this time he had been considered a great disaster.

However, each cell in this prison is separated from each other and has different orientations. Take the cell where Pangkui is, its orientation is directly south, and there is a wall in front of it. Even if you are lying on the iron gate and looking at it, you can see only a long wall. Yesterday, Pangkui only saw Du Shaoyin and Xuan Shaoning being escorted through the corridor in front, but he had no idea where they were eventually detained.

Staying in the dark cell for two days, Fat Kui was about to the verge of patience, doing nothing and anxiety. This feeling of depression that deepened while waiting is a double torture of the soul and the body. No wonder countless heroes would shout, "Give me a refreshing way to die!" Fat Kui also wanted to shout like this at this time.

The iron gate opened. When Fat Kui saw two prisoners coming in, he stood up and walked out without saying a word. He originally wanted to show a little heroic spirit, but at this time, Fat Kui still surrendered. He really couldn't shout it out. Even if he had a refreshing knife, it would hurt!

Chen Qianji stood at the end of the corridor. When he saw Fat Kui, he immediately smiled and said intimately, "Master Xu, I have also heard that your cooking skills are of great significance in all Daliang. Today I just want to try Master Xu's craftsmanship."

What's the thing? Try my skills? You heard it right? Fat Kui's legs were full of strength, and he no longer relied on the prison guards, but tried hard to stand up straight. He wanted to ask, after all, the young man in front of him had handsome eyebrows and spoke so politely, and he was not as fierce as he imagined.

"Master Xu, please follow me!"

Chen Qianji led the way, and Pangkui was taken out of prison and walked into the kitchen of Dali Temple. Dali Temple has always been equipped with a kitchen to provide meals to the ministers and officials on duty. In order to give Pangkui a chance to perform today, Chen Qianji had ordered people to clean up the kitchen in advance.

When Pangkui walked into the kitchen, he saw the place he was most familiar with. Even though each food room was furnished differently, Pangkui immediately became active whenever he smelled the smell.

"Master Xu, I have prepared all the ingredients you need. I heard that your Baikan technology is perfect. What I want to taste today is your Baikan. The list of snacks you need to make is on the table. I will give you two hours. I will taste your craft during dinner!"

Chen Qianji left after saying that, leaving only two prisoners guarding the door. Such a form of arraignment also refreshed Pangkui's understanding of the Ministry of Justice's judicial affairs, or in other words, this person is not trying to satisfy his cravings, but for public office and private use?

Pangkui couldn't think of so much, after all, time was limited. When he picked up the rice paper that wrote the name of this snack, the memory in his mind was resurrected. There were not many snacks, but each one was made by Pangkui for Emperor Liang. Someone had chosen and chose those with a slightly simpler production process.

"What does he want to do? Do you want to try what the emperor has eaten?" Fat Kui vaguely felt that things were unusual, but as soon as he looked outside the door, the jailer immediately shouted, "It's not too much time, it won't be done, you will suffer!"

He took the initiative! Pangkui immediately started and successfully completed all the snacks within the specified time. When these steaming snacks were brought to Chen Qianji, he was also attracted.

"This craft is indeed high, no wonder even the emperor likes it!"

When the prison guard saw Chen Qianji's performance, he immediately wanted to please him. "It's just out of the oven, and the young ones took it over, and it's still hot! Or, sir, please try it while it's hot?"

Chen Qianji smiled and praised, "Prison, you are really mean! But in your opinion, did I ask the prisoner to make snacks to satisfy my cravings? I think you are also swallowing, otherwise, if you are not afraid of death, you can taste a piece of every snack!"

When the prisoner heard this, he immediately knelt down and apologized, "Mr. Shen, I know that I am wrong! Mr. Shen, please spare me!"

"Okay, all the snacks are packed and submitted to the Imperial Hospital immediately!"

"Yes, the younger one is going here!"

"Wait! After you send the snacks, let the brothers put them on the rest. I will notify you when I will take the time to take the time for the return."

Although the prisoner did not know enough about the newly appointed Chen Qianji's way of doing things, he was not a good person from his methods of dealing with things. He didn't understand his intentions or a good thing, just do it.

After completing the snack production, Fat Kui saw that the jailer did not notice his chance and secretly hid a small sharp knife in his sleeve.

"Two officials, I have kept a few pieces of snacks I made privately. You have worked hard these days, so why not try it? My skills are pretty good!"

Fat Kui put a few pieces of snacks in the middle of the plate and gave them to the guard outside the door. This time he did not lie. These were really hidden by him. It's true that the fragrance of this snack can attract all the greed in the person's belly. The guard could no longer stop the saliva when he saw this snack.

"I know that the official cannot eat the things given by the prisoners at will when he is on duty. You can wait!"

Pang Kui found two pieces of oil paper from the kitchen to wrap the desserts, and then stuffed them into the guard's pocket.

"It's okay, I have nothing to be filial to you. Thanks to the care of the two officials in the past two days, I will treat these snacks as my filial piety to you! Whatever the officials want to eat in the future, just find me Fat Kui!"

The guards accepted the snacks given by Pang Kui, but they disdained the last sentence "Look for Pang Kui if you want to eat" and even felt a little pitiful. A person who couldn't even know his own situation was indeed quite sad.

The "dssert transaction" just completed, and the prisoner came. He shouted to the prisoner: "Take the prisoner back to the prison now! We will finish it early, and we will also release the value!"

The jailer took Pang Kui to the cell. Along the way, Pang Kui felt that the two jailer behind him were whispering. He pricked up his ears and listened vaguely and heard some content, which could not be in a string, but there were some words such as "confession", "commander", and "poisoning". Pang Kui guessed that it should be related to his case.

When I arrived at the prison gate, maybe there was no one around, and the jailers' conversation became louder.

"That Xuanjia Military Captain is really not strong enough. He took the initiative to confess before he was sentenced!"

"What are you confessing? I was not present at the time, can you tell me?"

"The lieutenant said that poisoning the emperor had nothing to do with him. He was ordered by others, and he was just a pawn."

"Then does he have a mastermind?"

"Without time, he identified the key figure who was behind the scenes!"

"Who?"

There was no sound next, but Fat Kui could feel that the prison guard must have pointed at him.

"Oh, he's just a cook. What can he do? He must have told the truth. Report to Lord Shen and use the torture!"

"That's right? Lord Shen naturally wouldn't believe that a cook could be the mastermind, but the cook must be the executor who poisoned him!"

Sure enough! Fat Kui had already clarified the content of the jailers' conversation. When he walked into the cell, the jailers turned around and locked the door. But more than anything, they left without completely locking the door. Fat Kui stepped forward and saw that the lock core of the iron lock was obviously not aligned. As long as there was a sharp thing to pick, they might be able to open the iron door.

Fat Kui touched the sharp knife in his sleeve, and he began to hesitate: Xuan Shaoning grew up by himself, and he knew very well what kind of temperament he was; and he was a suspect in the emperor's poisoning case, and even if there was an urgent matter, the guard would not be so anxious that he could not even lock the door.

"There is a fraud!"
Chapter completed!