Chapter 420 Da Chonglou VS Ying Zheli?
Da Chonglou twisted the red envelope, knowing that it contained bank notes, estimated to be more than a hundred taels. Looking at this table of sumptuous dishes again, his index finger twitched: "Last year, His Majesty designated duck dishes as a state banquet. I didn't expect to taste it this year."
The two chefs covered their mouths and smiled, and Baicao said: "There is no doubt that what you eat is definitely an authentic state banquet, or it was cooked by the chef of Quanjufang."
In the days when the royal family was his son-in-law, he never enjoyed it. Now in a small border town, you can actually taste it. Life is like this, the mountains are heavy and the rivers are heavy, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.
The most commendable thing is that the son is a third-rank official of the imperial court, and his wife is the princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but they have no airs and have dinner with him for the New Year. The eyes seemed to have fallen snow, a little sad, but more moved.
"Even if Mrs. Gongzi drives me away, I won't leave." He stood up and toasted Zhe Yu and Baicaoshi.
Zhe Yu snatched the miniature wine cup from Baicaoshi's hand, and replaced it with a cup of tea, "He can understand your thoughts, and the tea will be fine."
Baicaoshi is so helpless, twisting her fingers, "It's Chinese New Year, just a little bit."
"It's not okay at all, I agree with Oruha." Shinichi took a bite of the duck leg, and said inarticulately.
Rarely, the two reached a consensus.
Da Chonglou is not entangled, "Madam, tea and wine are the same, the most important thing is the mind."
He was the first to drink it.
This meal lasted for an hour.
During the period, an unexpected guest came.
Uninvited to win Zhe Li.
He brought two guards with him, and the guards held trays with fine wine in their hands.
"It's Chinese New Year, I'm thinking about it, I came to see the Minister of Taichang Temple, I didn't disturb your New Year's dinner, right?" While speaking, Ying Zheli found that there were not only guards at this table, but also a cook. This Minister of Taichang Temple, is he so... approachable in private?
Zhe Yu symbolically returned the gift, "Thank you, King Li, for your kindness. Our New Year's meals here are simple, so we won't let King Li drink with us."
That means, go back where you came from.
Ying Zheli just noticed the so-called "simple New Year's meal", and couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple. Numb, is this called crude? Is this state banquet level? Whole duck feast. He ate there last year, and he also ate there several times in Quanjufang. In his heart, Quanjufang is still on the first floor of the world.
Unexpectedly, he said a word, "I don't dislike it, and I am happy to be able to share the joy with the people."
Who is Min? Naturally, the guard and cook at the same table.
What responded to him was the shaking of the wine cup on the table.
Da Chonglou lowered his head, and the wine cup in front of him shook twice, making a sound like it was broken or not, and then regained calm under the surprised eyes of everyone.
Under the table, Shinichi kicked Da Chonglou.
Win Zheli a shock.
This is the keenness he has trained in and out of the battlefield. At that moment, it was clearly murderous.
Murderous aura comes quickly and disappears quickly. He didn't even notice who the killing intent came from.
"You see off the prince." Oriha said this to Shinichi.
Just as Shinichi was about to leave, Da Chonglou had already grabbed his wrist, "My lord, madam, you eat first, and I will respectfully send you off to the lord."
As he spoke, he had already arrived at Ying Zheli's side. "My lord, please?"
Zhe Yu gave Da Chonglou a warning look.
This was originally a secret. As for how Da Chong Lou knew, Zhe Yu didn't ask.
Everyone has secrets, as long as people are loyal, others are not important.
This secret also helped Zhe Yu gain the upper hand in the dialogue with Ying Zheli and became an important bargaining chip.
And now, as soon as King Li appeared, Da Chonglou's reaction was obviously wrong, how could Zhe Yu not notice it?
Sometimes, tell with your eyes, don't act rashly.
Ying Zheli stared at this strange face, repeatedly confirming in his heart that he did not recognize it. But where did this cold aura come from?
When the two of them walked through the veranda, Ying Zheli couldn't help asking: "What's your name? Do you know me?"
Da Chong Lou respectfully clasped his fists, with prominent veins on the back of his hands, and replied in a deep voice: "Your Highness is of great status, and he has been in and out of killing fields. Ten thousand people admire him. The villain knows the Wang Ye, but the Wang Ye does not know the villain."
Win Zheli was very happy to say this, "I see you are knowledgeable and interesting, and you are also a practicing family. If you are interested in the army, you might as well come under my king's command..."
Before finishing speaking, Da Chonglou bowed again, "My lord, one servant does not serve two masters. Your Excellency of Taichang Temple, the kindness to the villain is as great as a mountain."
Ying Zheli felt a little regretful. "Oh, what a pity."
"It's not a pity. My lord, the villain has been sent here." As he spoke, he turned around and walked into the wind.
Ying Zheli blinked his eyes, only felt that this figure was somewhat familiar, but he really couldn't remember it. Probably the world is so big, there are too many similar people.
However, when he thought that he was a majestic prince, he was not as happy as a third-rank official for the New Year's meal. A decree was issued in the army, asking rich merchants in Fengcheng to offer delicacies for the New Year.
At night, keep the old age as usual. The entire city lord's mansion was lit with candlelight lanterns.
Baicaoshi was not allowed to go to bed late because of her poor health.
"You rest first, I will watch the year for you."
Baicaoshi thought of last New Year's Eve, she completely gave herself to Zhe Yu. Sweet like red plums in winter, blooming layer by layer, making people feel sweet. She drew circles on his palm, "Yu Bao, it's been a long night, come with me."
Zhe Yu was literally set on fire by her, every little movement could make him throb. But now is not the right time.
He supported her shoulders, let her lie down, and covered her with a quilt. "Lie down, and I'll make medicine for you."
Baicaoshi sat up, "Is there any caramel or candied fruit? Mouth bitter."
Think of how many people in modern times refuse traditional Chinese medicine because of bitterness. She has been seriously ill for more than a month, and she is almost allergic to the medicine.
There are some candies on the table. Zhe Yu peeled off a piece and gave it to her.
Baicaoshi was in his mouth, the corners of his mouth raised, and he suddenly said: "Lower your head."
Zhe Yu did as he was told.
Baicaoshi embraced his neck, covered his lips, and mumbled, "Yu Bao, happy new year."
I can't tell whether it's the aroma of a woman or the sweetness of sugar. They mix together and reverberate in the mouth.
Zhe Yu's heart beat even harder, pinching her even thinner waist, wishing to rub her into his own flesh and blood, at the same time, carefully copying her lip line.
"Hey, do you know that you are killing me."
Baicaoshi slipped back into the quilt again, the quilt covered her neck, her head was exposed, and her eyes were full of broken stars. "Go."
Zhe Yu left the door, it was already dark.
A person walked towards him, wearing a large black cloak and a hood, covering most of his face.
(end of this chapter)