Chapter 103 Octagonal Rice Dumpling (4)

Wen Mingtang, who was peeling rice dumplings, sneezed and continued to concentrate on peeling rice dumplings.

The rice dumpling leaves are peeled off, revealing the rice dumpling inside. Bright green peas, golden corn kernels, and dark brown diced bacon are evenly mixed in the light brown glutinous rice, and they are tightly pressed together.

The rice dumplings are bright and beautiful in color, and those who hook them up just by looking at them will move their index fingers.

Wen Mingtang lowered his head and took a bite. The glutinous rice was fragrant, the salty bacon cubes were mixed with a hint of smoke, the peas were refreshing, and the corn kernels were sweet. After taking a bite, juice oozed slightly. There is also a hint of the fragrance of rice dumpling leaves in all the ingredients.

Wen Mingtang was eating rice dumplings slowly. In his hand was a pot of brewed scented tea. Next to the scented tea was an incense burner with three sticks of incense stuck in it.

As the cigarette smoke curled up, the girl sat cross-legged behind the stone table in the yard, leisurely drinking scented tea and eating rice dumplings.

When Wei Fu finished sorting out the files and passed by the gate of the courtyard, he saw this scene.

Wei Fu paused for a moment when he saw the extra incense burner on the stone table. He couldn't help but be curious and walked over and asked, "Master Wen, this incense burner..."

The girl who was eating rice dumplings and drinking scented tea seriously said: "It's my family's memorial day, let's pay our respects."

The phrase "celebrate the day" actually made Wei Fu remember it. It seemed that the time of the Wen family's accident happened on the Dragon Boat Festival that year.

Just as my compassion aroused, I saw the tributes in front of the incense burner: a few red dates and a handful of fried melon seeds.

Looking at the rice dumplings and flower tea she ate, it was really obvious how perfunctory a girl with good cooking skills was in offering sacrifices.

Wei Fu fell silent and paused. When he was about to continue talking, he saw the girl finishing the rice dumplings and taking a sip of scented tea. She seemed to feel that she still had something to say, and casually took two more red dates from the "tribute". A few melon seeds came over and started eating.

Wei Fu: "..."

Looking at Wen Mingtang eating dates and melon seeds, he fell into silence again.

When the girl finished eating the red dates and melon seeds and continued to reach out to grab the red dates and melon seeds in the "tribute", Wei Fu couldn't help but call out: "Master Wen."

The girl said "Oh" as if she had just remembered. She handed the dates and melon seeds in her hand to Wei Fu and asked, "Wei Sicheng, do you want to eat dates and melon seeds?"

Seeing the serious expression on the girl's face, Wei Fu twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head at the tribute in her hand, and couldn't help but ask: "I always pay tribute to my ancestors, why do I eat it like this?"

The girl who was eating melon seeds did not change her expression when she heard this. She said while eating melon seeds: "It would be a waste not to eat them."

Wei Fu's eyes fell on the expression on the girl's face. When he saw that the girl's face was calm and showed no trace of sadness, he couldn't help but said: "Master Wen, you..."

The girl only saw him say the word "you" and then stopped.

Wen Mingtang looked at him without interrupting him.

Just quietly eating melon seeds, waiting for him to continue talking.

After Wei Fu waited for a while, he said, "Master Wen, I thought you would interrupt me."

Wen Mingtang shook his head, and while eating melon seeds, he supported one of the incense sticks that was about to fall over, and said, "Why are you interrupting? As the flesh and blood of the Wen family, I worship them!"

As for waste…

The girl threw the dates into her mouth and said slowly: "I remember the first few days when I entered the palace. Because I was of the Wen family's blood, I suffered a lot of ostracism in Yeting, and was even imprisoned as a descendant of Yeting. Hall. I am really hungry after being locked up in there. I have nothing to eat. I just used the offerings to the gods and Buddhas in the hall, a plate of dates and a plate of melon seeds."

This is what happened to the original owner.

"Gods and Buddhas bless me, I don't blame you. I think they are telling me not to waste food." Wen Mingtang said, knocking the melon seeds in his hand, glanced at the incense burner in front of him, and said, "They shouldn't blame me!"

After hearing this, Wei Fu paused for a long time, looked at the girl's still calm face, and couldn't help but ask: "My family..."

"He's dead!" The girl calmly recounted what happened that year. "Everyone says that my father, my uncle, and my grandfather tampered with the imperial edict and killed famous generals. People who have committed such heinous crimes should be beaten by everyone. So, The entire Wen family received the punishment they deserve."

When Wei Fu heard this, he fell silent again. After being silent, he said: "Back then, although I didn't take over your case, I also helped to verify the evidence..."

"The evidence is solid, I know it." Wen Mingtang said, paused, and added, "Everyone knows it."

After all, he is a great Confucian who is famous all over the world. How can he be easily overthrown without ironclad proof?

When this incident began, many people didn't believe it. Even Wei Fu didn't dare to believe it. But in the face of evidence, how can we deny it?

Wei Fu sighed. He was older than Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu and Lin Fei, so he had come into contact with Wen Xuance.

"Your father was really upright back then," Wei Fu looked at the calm-looking girl in front of him and said, "Did you know?"

"I was still young," Wen Mingtang said seriously, answering all questions. "I didn't know anything about the outside world. I only spent time at home reading, practicing calligraphy and doing embroidery. The people I saw the most were my mother and the masters. My father is very busy and rarely comes back to see me. Every time, he must severely correct his mistakes and shortcomings. He is a strict and respectful person."

Wei Fu said "hmm" and looked at the girl, waiting for her to continue.

The girl threw the melon seed shells aside, clapped her hands, spread her hands, and said, "No more."

Wei Fu: "..."

Wen Mingtang said: "It's really gone. He rarely cares about our affairs and is always busy with outside matters."

"Before the accident, even my mother said that he only cared about external political affairs and state affairs, not family affairs. Let him live in the same court!" Wen Mingtang said, "He suddenly did such a thing, even my mother said unbelievable."

But with solid evidence, who can deny it?

"The whole family suffered along with him. I don't know what happened to the uncles, grandfathers, and cousins ​​outside. Those men were taken away on the first day of the accident." Wen Mingtang brought another date over, but did not eat it. , but held it in his hand and played with it, saying, "The aunt and cousin in the backyard surrounded me and my mother, scolded us, pushed us, and cursed us with the most vicious words. Wen Xiutang also spit at me. .”

"They were not like this before my father's accident." Wen Mingtang buried the dates in the incense burner that was about to burn out. "They circled around my mother and me and did not dare to offend me and my mother. Even if Wen Xiutang was petty, I didn't dare to do it openly, I only dared to steal it secretly, and then threatened me not to tell my mother and father."

"At that time, my uncle and the others relied on my father to gain power. Later, when my father fell, the power became a mountain of knives. I wished I could run faster than anyone else." Wen Mingtang said, standing up, with a calm look on his face for the first time. Feeling some different emotions, she smiled, as if mocking, "But you've been relying on me for so long, how can you run away?"