When they heard that the censor who had always quarreled with the Grand Tutor agreed, they couldn't wait.

"Really? Then I'll try it too?" Zhang Gan said.

This time, the person she invited was Zhang Gan, the Shaofu who borrowed her four-horse cart. He was an interesting person and he was serious about him but he disdained to pay attention to you. If you provoke him, he would easily take the bait. This time, he was concerned about the disharmonious relationship between the Taifu Mansion and the officials of the court, and was unwilling to go to the appointment, but Chen Baiqi only needed to mention one more sentence in the invitation-

If you even make friends, you must be cautious and timid and be timid in other people's sight. I will not bother with someone like you.

He took a breath at the end of his reading, and he was indeed rushing to reply.

If you want to say that the people who came to her party this time were all top personnel from Qin. Not to mention the left and right prime ministers, Ji Ying, the imperial guard guard, one of the nine ministers, the internal affairs of Gong Zheng, the finance minister Shaofu, and the king guards' ward... She hid the smile on her lips and socialized with them without any intention.

Chen Baiqi finally let Ji Ying go, and she introduced to them: "I specially selected the most plump part of this fish. I kept frozen with clean snow cubes to prevent the meat from changing. Therefore, there would be no smell of mud and fishy after the time. This dipping sauce is my exclusive secret. If you try it and forget it, you can only come to my house to taste it in the future. I will not pass it on."

Everyone laughed happily when she said this funnyly.

"Okay, you are all exquisite people. Although this is the first time you eat like this, if you try it once, I believe that eating is both a matter of filling your stomach and a fun thing."

As soon as she finished speaking, a bridgeless pavilion in the middle of the lake floated from a musical song, chimes, xiaons, and zhaos. The bright lights fluttered on the lake, the smoke and cold water and moon were covered with gauze. A graceful Wu Ji danced with a light dress with the wind. The soft sword was sometimes strong and sometimes like a snake. Looking at the lights at night across the bank, the shadows were clear and blurred.

The atmosphere suddenly came. Then everyone let go of the burden on their bodies. Whether civil officials or military generals browsed on the table, selecting their favorite ingredients. Those who prefer vegetarian food, those who prefer radish, cabbage, and mushrooms, cooked a pot of vegetarian food. Some who prefer meat, those who prefer beef, sheep and pigs, cooked a pot of fragrant meat, and some cooked wax items that prefer smoked. Following the demonstration of the Taifu, they directly mixed it with dry sauce and sent it to their mouths.

When someone encounters a food that is curious and uncertain, the people around him praise him after eating it. After chatting like this, people who are not familiar with each other can also talk about family matters, while those with good relationships will drink and chat.

Freshly pressed juice and fruit wine are also very popular, and they were quickly cleared, but someone soon prepared them again. There are often servants staring at the dining table. Once there is something missing, they will be added as soon as possible.

On this side, Chen Mu knelt on the table, staring at the soup pot that was being boiled in front of him in a daze.

"Don't you choose something you like to eat?" Chen Baiqi sat over and asked him.

He turned his head and looked at her without saying a word.

Chen Baiqi asked again: "If you don't like these, there are some steamed rice cakes and bean and grain buns, would you like it?"

Chen Mu finally asked, "How could you do this?"

Chen Baiqi smiled: "Why do you ask like this?"

Chen Mu lowered his eyes: "My brother has made this kind of soup pot for me. He said it is called hot pot. You can put all the ingredients together and cook them together, and then eat them together. This is the warmest way to eat them in winter."

Chen Baiqi fell silent for a moment. She put some of the ingredients he had liked in her hands by the stove. She said to him like a kind elder: "Don't be picky about food, eat more meat and eggs. You are still growing. Go to bed early and get up early. Don't worry or worry, otherwise you may grow shorter than your peers in the future."

She patted his head lightly, then got up and walked away.

When Chen Mu heard her advice, he quietly touched the top of his head, but quickly put down his hand, but his nose and eyes were slightly red. He lowered his head and tightly clenched the hem of his clothes.

Brother, Mu'er misses you...

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Chen Baiqi was like a dedicated owner, calling guests to eat and drink. After she had a round of conversations with everyone, she picked up the fruit wine. This was a fruit wine made from mulberries, apricot plums, and sour fruits. She tasted it and felt that it was not as good as the fruit wine made from modern brews. In the future, she would try to make some excellent fruit wine by herself if she had the chance.

These fruit wines are dried fruits made from pure wine. The degree is not low. She didn't drink much, but when she drinks, her face feels a little hot and turns red after a while.

Because there were fire trees in the shed, even the cold night would not feel too cold. She felt that her face was hotter when the fire was roasted. However, she insisted on baking a basin of honey and sprinkling cumin meat to Mr. Xiang Bo. He and Nan Zhu were not very good at cooking, so he could only learn from others and put the ingredients in a casserole and cooked it.

Seeing that she was so thoughtful, Mr. Xiang Bo was very grateful. After taking it, he didn't let it go, but said to Nan Zhu: "You go and get some food to cook."

Nan Zhu stared at the basin of the golden and crispy lamb legs on his hand, swallowing, he wanted to chew a lamb legs before going, but he could see that the husband's indifferent face could only run away crying.

Mr. Xiang Bo waited for Nan Zhu to walk away and said to her: "Have you drunk a lot of wine?"

"I'll be able to get on my face if I just sip it for a few times." Chen Baiqi's little face turned red like a ripe apple. She couldn't help but put the back of her cold hands on her cheeks, feeling that it would be better.

"Your face is very red, so it's better to apply it with cold water." He suggested calmly.

Chen Baiqi thought about it for a while and felt that the gentleman was right.

There were so many important guests at this banquet. If you saw her face as red as a monkey, it would be not solemn.

Mr. Xiang Bo suggested again: "There is water by the lake, so I'll go with you. My hands are just a bit greasy, so I want to wash them together."

He sincerely invited her to the lakeside together, and Chen Baiqi did not doubt it.

Leaving the crowds in the ceremonies, they came to the lake alone, listening to the vague and pleasant sound of the piano in the distance. The lake water was not as deep as the night. On the contrary, it was burning red like a flame because of Chen Baiqi's lamp dotted in the air, just like a whirlwind of half a river.

Mr. Xiang Bo asked her to help carry the basin of roast lamb legs. I don’t know why he didn’t put it on the mat. Could it be that he was afraid that someone would steal food?

Then he lifted his robe and squatted by the lake, took out a clean plain veil and soaked it. The water, moonlight and light were shining. Half of his face was flowing under various flows, which was so beautiful that it was dazzling.

She stared at him in a daze.

He stood up and approached her without any observation.

He glanced at her hands and asked politely: "It is inconvenient for you to hold something, I'll wipe your face for you."

Chen Baiqi was blown by the cool breeze and returned to his mind. She said, "I can..."

Mr. Xiang Bo interrupted her gently: "You can't, because you can't see it. Perhaps you just roasted the meat and there was a black mark on your face."

While lying as if nothing had happened, he bent down and gently wiped her face with a wet sack. Her skin was very good and there was no trace of impurities. He asked her, "Can the tutor put on makeup today?"

She never put on makeup, she avoided a little: "No."

Mr. Xiang Bo, who looked very simple and calm, actually had a little impetuous mind, as if he was dizzy by the other party's unconscious breath of alcohol. He suddenly realized that wine seemed to be recorded as a pure saint and turbid sage.

People often say that wine can help you enjoy it.

He doesn't drink alcohol on weekdays.

There is no exception tonight.

But his mind was a little lost.

He stopped wiping, and gently lifted his eyelashes, and his horizontal wavy eyes seemed to be bewitching the ignorant girl. He said to her: "Chen Rui..."

Um?

Chen Baiqi, who had been hanging his eyes, raised her eyes when he heard him calling her in a warm voice.

But he saw his approaching eyes very deep and bright, and he seemed to be trying to force his world into her eyes, making her eyes full of him alone.

He seemed to have a piece of candy in his throat, and he asked her in a sweet voice, "Are you drunk?"

Chen Baiqi suffocated his breath, but said truthfully: "No."

Mr. Xiang Bo lowered his head, laughed for a while, then gently placed his head on her petite shoulder, sighing: "But I seem to be drunk..."

He turned his face, and she didn't know whether she didn't react or what he was about to do, and she didn't avoid it.

He leaned his head up and gently printed his slightly cool lips on her hot cheeks.

Retreat at once.

"So, you can forgive me..."

He dyed the warm lips on her face, moved a little to some point, and whispered with her white and soft ear beads as if nothing had happened: "This time I've lost my morality after drinking."

Chen Baiqi froze and her mind was messy. Is she facing unspoken rules in the workplace?

She wanted to push him away, but he realized the intention and hugged her first.

He changed his previous temptation of voice and color, and his voice suddenly became weak and weak: "I have a disease. If I am drunk, I have to hold the person to feel better. Don't push me away."

He can no longer control this sensible mouth.

Chen Baiqi twitched his lips, but he didn't believe it: "Sir, you have a lot of problems. You are afraid of riding a horse, cold, and death. Now you say you still like to hug people when you are drunk?"

Xiang Bo Xunhuo listened to her counting his shortcomings, his face did not blush, his heart was not beating, and he was ashamed, but he was a little sweet. He said to her, "I'm still afraid of getting old..."

Afraid of getting old?

He is not like Si Jiang who can only win by his face. He has good looks and talent, so he shouldn't care about these talents.

"Why?" she asked.

Xiang Bo Xun Huo had never worried about this before. He was fearless and even if it was death, he learned to accept it calmly.

But since he met her, he felt moved by her in a daze. Later, he was happy with her and often missed her, and he felt a lot of more worry.

Because he knew that time was ruthless, it was constantly moving forward. He thought that he knew her, he was in his prime, and she was in her prime, and time had changed. Now he was about to stand up, but she was still in her jasper.

There was a vague fear in his heart. If she disappeared again, when she appeared again, he might be old and his life was only 50 years old, sixty-six years old... Even if his mind remains unchanged, even if he longs to embrace her like now, he may choose to retreat because of the gap between them.

He knew that his life might only be impulsive this time.

There was a sadness and sadness in his eyes that could not be solved, but he still smiled tenderly at her: "Chen Rui, sir, have not had a few years of good colors, so while you can still amazed you, can you... take a good look at me?"

Chen Baiqi was stunned by the strong emotions in his eyes.
Chapter completed!