Dazhonglou twisted the red seal and knew that it contained a banknote, estimated to be more than a hundred taels. Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, his index finger moved: "Last year, His Majesty designated duck delicacies as a state banquet. I didn't expect to taste it this year.

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The two chefs covered their mouths and laughed, and Baicao said: "There is no doubt that what you are eating is definitely an authentic state banquet, or one cooked by Quanjufang chefs."

When he was the son-in-law of the royal family, he never enjoyed it. Now in a small border town, he can actually enjoy it. Life is like this, with mountains and rivers rising again, and flowers blooming in darkness.

The most commendable thing is that the young master is a third-rank official of the imperial court, and the wife is a princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but she has no pretensions and eats with him to celebrate the New Year. Her eyes seem to have fallen snow, a little sad, but more moved.

"Even if the young master and his wife drive me away, I won't leave." He stood up and toasted Zheyu and Baicao Shi.

Zheyu took the mini wine glass from Baicao Shi's hand and replaced it with a cup of tea, "He can understand what you mean, just tea."

Baicao Shi was so helpless, twirling her fingers, "It's Chinese New Year, just a little bit."

"Not even a little bit is enough, I agree with Oriha." Shinichi took a bite of the duck leg and said in a unclear voice.

Rarely, these two people reached a consensus.

Dazhonglou was not entangled, "Madam, tea and wine are the same, what matters is the heart."

He drank the first glass.

This meal lasted an hour.

During this period, an uninvited guest came.

Come uninvited and win gifts.

He was accompanied by two guards, who held a tray with fine wine in their hands.

"It's the New Year, I was thinking, come to see the Taichang Temple Minister, I won't disturb your New Year's dinner." As he spoke, Ying Zheli discovered that there were not only guards at this table, but also a cook. The Taichang Temple Minister,

Are you so... approachable in private?

Zheyu returned the gift symbolically, "Thank you, King Li, for your kindness. Our New Year's dinner here is simple, so we won't let King Li drink with us."

That means, go back to where you came from.

Only then did Ying Zheli notice the so-called "simple New Year's dinner" and couldn't help but his Adam's apple rolled. It was numb. Is this simple? Is this a state banquet level? A whole duck banquet. He had eaten it last year, and later

He has eaten at Quanjufang several times. In his heart, Quanjufang is still the best in the world.

Out of nowhere, he said something like, "I don't mind it, I am happy to be able to enjoy it with the people."

Who is Min? Of course he is the guard and the cook at the same table.

What responded to him was the shaking of the wine cup on the table.

Dazhonglou lowered his head, and the wine cup in front of him shook twice, making a sound that seemed to be broken but not broken. Then he regained his composure under the surprised eyes of everyone.

Under the table, Shinichi kicked Dazhonglou.

Ying Zhe’s gift is a stimulating gift.

This was a keenness that he had trained by going to and from the battlefield. At that moment, he clearly had murderous intent.

The murderous intent disappeared just as quickly as it came. He didn't even notice who the murderous intent came from.

"You send the prince off." Oriha said this to Shinichi.

Just as Shinichi was about to leave, Dazhonglou had already grabbed his wrist, "Sir and madam, you eat first, I will send you off to the prince."

As he said that, people had already reached Ying Zheli's side. "Your Majesty, please?"

Zheyu gave Dazhonglou a warning look.

Before entering Fengcheng, Zheyu had a brief conversation with Dazhonglou. It was also in that conversation that Dazhonglou revealed that Princess Li almost killed someone some time ago. She cried, made trouble, and hanged herself.

However, this matter was finally suppressed by King Li.

This was originally a secret. As for how Dazhonglou knew about it, Zheyu didn't ask.

Everyone has secrets, and as long as they are loyal, nothing else matters.

This secret also helped Zheyu gain the upper hand in the conversation with Ying Zheli and became an important bargaining chip.

But now, as soon as Prince Li appeared, Dazhonglou's reaction was obviously wrong. How come Zheyu didn't notice it?

From time to time, I tell you with my eyes not to act rashly.

Ying Zheli stared at this unfamiliar face, repeatedly confirming in his mind that he didn't recognize it. But where did this cold and solemn aura come from?

When the two people walked through the corridor, Ying Zheli couldn't help but ask: "What is your name? Do you know me?"

Dazhonglou clasped his fists respectfully, with prominent veins on the backs of his hands, and replied in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has a distinguished status, and has been in and out of killing places, and is admired by thousands of people. The villain knows the prince, but the prince does not know the villain."

Ying Zheli was very happy when he said this, "I see you are knowledgeable and a good practitioner. If you are interested in military service, you might as well come under my command..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dachonglou bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, one servant cannot serve two masters. Your Excellency, Taichang Temple, is as kind as a mountain to the little man."

Ying Zheli still felt a little regretful. "Oh, what a pity."

"It's a pity. Your Majesty, the villain was sent here." After saying that, he turned around and walked into the wind.

Ying Zheli blinked and felt that this figure was somewhat familiar, but he really couldn't remember it. The world is probably so big that there are probably too many similar people.

However, I felt very displeased when I thought that my majestic prince would not be able to enjoy the New Year meal as a third-rank official. A decree was issued in the army, asking the wealthy businessmen of Fengcheng to present New Year delicacies.

At night, as usual, they still stayed up late. The entire city lord's palace was lit with candles and lanterns.

Because of Baicao Shi's poor health, Zhe Yu did not allow her to sleep late.

"You should rest first, I'll keep you company on New Year's Eve."

Baicao Shi thought of last year's New Year's Eve, when she completely gave herself to Zhe Yu. It was as sweet as red plum blossoms in winter, blooming layer by layer, making people feel happy. She drew circles on his palm, "Yu Bao, the long night is long."

Oh, you come with me."

Zheyu's heart was set on fire by her. Even the smallest movement could make him tremble. But now it was not the right time.

He held her shoulders, asked her to lie down, and covered her with a quilt. "You lie down, and I will boil the medicine for you."

Baicao Shi sat up and asked, "Are there any candies or candied fruits? My mouth tastes bitter."

I thought about how many people in modern times refuse traditional Chinese medicine because of its bitterness. She has been seriously ill for more than a month and is almost allergic to the medicine.

There were some candies on the table. Zheyu peeled off a piece and gave it to her.

He held Baicao Shi in his mouth, raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly said: "Lower your head."

Zheyu did as he was told.

Baicao Shi hugged his neck, covered his lips, and said vaguely, "Yubao, Happy New Year."

I couldn't tell whether it was the scent of a woman or the sweetness of sugar, they mixed together and reverberated in my mouth.

Zheyu's heart beat even harder, and he pinched her slimmer waist, wanting to rub her into his own flesh and blood. At the same time, he carefully traced the line of her lips.

"My dear, do you know that you are trying to kill me?"

Baicao Shi fell back into bed again, with the quilt covering her neck, exposing her head, with broken stars in her eyes. "Go."

When Zheyu left the room, it was already dark.

A man walked towards me, wearing a large black cloak and a hood that covered most of his face.
Chapter completed!