mtl008 Chapter 24: The Sadness of Cook Li
Chapter 24: The Sadness of Cook Li
The next morning, a warm breeze blew across Kyoto Prefecture.
As soon as Gu Qingyun arrived at the Dali Temple, the clerks inside ran out in a hurry, with happy expressions on their faces as if they had won the lottery.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he bumped into Gu Qingyun who was walking in. The clerk immediately stood beside Gu Qingyun and bowed slightly, "Sir Shaoqing, the cook I brought back the other day is here to recruit you."
This case had indeed been dragging on for too long, and it was no wonder that everyone in the Dali Temple was looking forward to solving the case. In addition, with the memorials submitted to the Censorate every day, there were many people who wanted to drag the Dali Temple into the water.
"What? She only lasted two days before she confessed. Seeing her stubborn look, I thought she could hold out for quite a while." Gu Qingyun smiled contemptuously, at the same time, a bad premonition welled up in his heart.
Can you really tell the truth?
Gu Qingyun followed the clerk all the way to the interrogation room in the backyard, where Chef Li was locked up.
"Go ahead and speak. The clerk from the Dali Temple came to me in a hurry this morning to inform me that you were willing to speak. So tell me, is this what I want to hear?" Gu Qingyun sat down opposite Chef Li and rubbed the ring on his hand.
"First, have someone stop the annoying sound of water." Chef Li was no longer the same as she was two days ago. She used to be quite throwing a tantrum, but now she looked like she was dying.
Gu Qingyun raised his hand, and the clerk on the left immediately stopped the sound of water. Gu Qingyun looked at Cook Li steadily again.
She licked her dry lips and said, "I did it. More than a decade ago, I was the most favored personal maid beside the eldest lady. Even in the whole courtyard, I was a well-known figure.
I originally thought that I would serve my wife for the rest of my life without any complaints, but who would have thought... when I just turned eighteen, my wife said that if I didn't get married I would become an old maid.
I had originally been looking forward to the marriage and face that the Madam would give me. After all, whether before or after marriage, my face was the Madam's face.
Unexpectedly, no matter how the lady picked and offered me choices, they were all just servants, not even one who had passed the imperial examination. No matter who I married, they would be slaves for generations, and even my children would be slaves.
I was so angry that I protested, but the lady didn't care about my feelings at all and kept telling me that the people she picked were the best.
But, no matter how good it is, what's the use? Aren't we all slaves? " At this point, Cook Li's voice became hoarse, as if she was struggling hard to prevent herself from suffering too much.
"In the end, the lady still married me off to another servant in the mansion. It was ridiculous. The lady wanted to show others that she cared for the servants and respected me. In fact, she couldn't do without my care, so she promised me to a servant in the same mansion.
That man didn't look like a fierce man, but he beat me every day after we got married. If he was drunk, he would let me go. If he was unhappy, he would vent it all on me.
I was very foolish at that time and tried to ask my lady for help, but she evaded me and said that this was our boudoir fun and I should enjoy it.
I was so disappointed. No one was willing to save me, not even my wife. She was the one who pushed me into the abyss.
It was then that I realized that all that face and dignity were just a result of my taking advantage of the power of others.
I endured everything silently, and originally thought that as long as I endured it, I would have a good life.
Who would have thought that the lady would look at me like that and say that her choice was indeed the right one.
I hate it, but what can I do?
The lady surrounds herself with beautiful young women just to consolidate her favor and status.
Seeing me getting married and gradually getting old and losing my looks, she actually drove me to the kitchen when she was pregnant.
From then on, I became a cook, and those so-called eldest ladies, third ladies, and little masters were all raised by me mouthful by mouthful.
They are as chilling as the lady, because I was the one who raised her. Even when she was the third young lady, I happened to have breast milk and became her wet nurse.
But when they grew up, they all treated me as a slave, and no one treated me as a close person.
Naturally, I was filled with hatred, so I found some poison and sent them all to hell.
As for those scents you mentioned, they are just spices that make people forget things temporarily. Like peach blossom powder, they have no lethality.
The real poison was put in the food by me."
After listening to it, Gu Qingyun felt that the first half was true and sincere, but the second half was vague about how to give the drug? Where did the drug come from?
Then he asked, "Tell me specifically where you got the medicine and how you administered it."
"I told you, I was filled with hatred and was looking for medicine everywhere. This is what I asked a martial arts master for. It is said that it can kill people directly. If you add some spices that can make people forget for a short time, you can kill people silently.
As for where the food comes from, I have always been responsible for the meals of the eldest and third young ladies. Although the Qin Mansion looks calm on the surface, it is actually a place where ladies and concubines compete for favor, and young masters compete for power and favor.
My wife doesn't trust others, so I have always been responsible for it.
I poured a little every day, and gradually, the eldest and third young ladies were easily sent away by me. "
Chef Li looked a little crazy. She was mumbling something and the chair under her was shaking back and forth.
Gu Qingyun asked again, "Don't you hate Madam Qin? Why don't you attack her?"
"That's right, you caught me before I could even cook." Chef Li raised her head slightly and laughed contemptuously.
Gu Qingyun turned and walked out the door, and Chef Li’s crazy laughter slowly left behind him.
After returning to the inner courtyard of Dali Temple, Gu Qingyun separated the few people again. Zhao Huaiqing went to Qin's house to check the utensils and food that Chef Li mentioned to see if there were any other clues.
Xinhai went to find out who this chef Li's husband was, when they got married, and where she worked now.
After giving all the instructions, Gu Qingyun started to study a few poisons. In fact, the incense had already been tested. There were a few poisons that were well known to everyone, and there were a few that no one was sure of.
Some say it is a new poison, while others say it is just some spices that cause headaches.
After all this work, it was already noon. Gu Qingyun looked at the sun getting higher and higher, so he put away the poison, cleaned his hands with some soap beans, and swaggered towards the Kyoto restaurant.
At this moment, An Qiao is still busy in the kitchen, probably because she became famous yesterday, or many people are curious about the way of ordering dishes, which are rare Yunnan dishes in Kyoto.
The number of people who came today was almost twice as many as yesterday, and even the private rooms on the second floor were almost full.
An Qiao endured it for the sake of the money that kept coming in.
As soon as Gu Qingyun stepped into the Kyoto restaurant, he saw the lively scene and was filled with emotion.
Could it be that this young lady was born to be a businessman? How could a restaurant in an alley be so popular in just three months? Fortunately, there were no restaurants nearby, otherwise I don't know how much jealousy would increase.
I walked into the restaurant quietly, originally thinking of taking out. But seeing the busy customers and the food I had never seen before, I gave up the idea of taking out and just sat down at a seat that had just been cleared.
Qi Tao served Gu Qingyun some tea and asked him what he wanted to eat.
Gu Qingyun looked at the wooden board, stunned, "How do I order this?"
Qi Tao said it again without getting tired of it. She was already very familiar with this matter and she had said it hundreds of times this morning.
Gu Qingyun understood, ordered a few dishes, and then sat down and waited for the meal. After being tired for several days, he could finally eat at the Kyoto restaurant.