Due to Xie Hua'er's injury, Zhang San's honeymoon plan ended hastily. Of course, this honeymoon was not called a honeymoon from the beginning.
As soon as we returned to the Hou Mansion, Fang Yiai and Cheng Chumo came over.
"Xiaosan, I said you are not a brother enough. When you go out to play with your whole family, you don't bring your brothers with you."
"How do I know you have nothing to do?" Zhang San replied angrily.
"You, a marquis, do nothing all day long, and there are officials in the court admonishing the emperor." Fang Yiai said.
"Whoever wants to talk can do it." Zhang San replied nonchalantly.
"That's right, those officials just like to make small reports when they have nothing to do. Just don't talk to them." Cheng Chumo agreed.
"No, I said you have no ambition. You have just become a marquis, shouldn't you do more to make your title more stable?" Fang Yiai continued.
"Motivated? I do. My hot spring is about to open, and the winery is recruiting good people. By the way, speaking of the winery, when you leave, remember to go to the wine cellar to bring some wine back. From now on, I will be your wine brother.
That's enough." Zhang San poured fresh tea for the two of them.
"This relationship is great! I asked you, Xiao Ai, when did you become so motivated? Chang Sun Chong is now with the prince all day long. Xiao Bao is sitting at home and doesn't know what to do. He is pregnant and is said to be studying calligraphy. The brothers want to get together.
It’s hard to get together!”
When Cheng Chumo said that Qin Huaiyu was studying calligraphy, Zhang San suddenly became happy: "The word "pregnant" is as good as mine, so is there any need to study calligraphy? I think we should give him a book of ghost painting talismans."
"Haha, I think so too." Cheng Chumo laughed.
"Come on, I'm just eating carrots and worrying," Fang Yiai sighed when she saw that Zhang San didn't listen at all.
"I'm talking about Xiao Ai, don't keep stealing my famous quotes. All the famous quotes and aphorisms I saved have been copied by you guys." Zhang San joked.
"Don't say anything if you have the ability." Fang Yiai curled her lips and ignored him.
"Eat some walnuts. This late autumn is the perfect time for friends to drink tea and chat." Zhang San refilled the tea for the two of them. There were several plates of snacks and nuts on the coffee table.
"I said this small cup, small pot, drinking it means nothing. It's better to drink wine and eat meat." Cheng Chumo held the tea cup with both hands and looked around it. He was very satisfied with this method of drinking tea.
It's disgust.
"You don't understand that this is elegance. Making tea and drinking tea can make people calm down." Zhang San sipped the tea and said with great enjoyment.
"I think you have entered old age early. Men still need to be a little motivated." Fang Yiai said.
"Let me tell you, playing is also a science. You can't just look at the surface, you have to see the depth." Zhang San sat up straight and said to the two of them.
"What do you mean?" Fang Yiai asked confused.
"Let me ask you, I am already a Marquis at a young age, do you think others will be jealous?" Zhang San asked.
"That's what I'm saying, so why should I be so ambitious? Shooting the first bird and just surviving is the only way to go." Zhang San picked up a piece of mung bean cake and smiled mysteriously.
"I still don't understand." Fang Yiai frowned and said.
"Now that we have said it all, brother, let me tell you in detail. I heard that after Li Jing came back from victory, he revealed his reward that day. After returning, he stayed behind closed doors. Did Uncle Cheng and Uncle Yuchi spend three days together?
The two of them got drunk and even beat each other after drinking too much, but in short, they didn't do anything serious."
"What's the point? The two of them have been fighting for half their lives." Cheng Chumo said disapprovingly.
"That's right, what exactly do you want to express after you've been talking for a long time?" Fang Yiai also didn't turn around, looking confused.
"You are so stupid. I asked you whether the emperor paid any attention to your impeachment against me?" Zhang San asked.
"Not at all. I heard my father mention it." Fang Yiai replied.
"Let me tell you, at this time, I can only hold on to this title by living a life of wealth and living without seeking to make progress."
"Why?"
"I see."
Fang Yiai suddenly came to his senses and remembered why Fang Xuanling didn't try to dissuade her when she heard that Zhang San was not doing his job all day long. Instead, he looked very pleased.
"What do you understand?" Cheng Chumo felt like the two of them were talking about riddles.
"Slowly realize it!" Fang Yiai threw a fried bean into his mouth and bit into it.
"Come on, I don't like chatting with you. Can we make it more understandable?" Cheng Chumo said dissatisfied.
"Okay, we drank so much tea and left some room for dinner. I asked the kitchen to kill two pheasants and make us some food to go with the wine." Zhang San stood up and said.
"After saying so much, this sentence is the most suitable to me." Cheng Chumo directly put the cup on the coffee table.
"I told you to be gentle, this is a tea set specially made by me, made of purple sand." Zhang San said angrily.
"Tch, a broken cup, look at how nervous you are."
"I'll give your second uncle a look when I come back. I think it's very romantic to drink tea like this." Fang Yiai said.
"No problem, let's go eat." Zhang San asked someone to put away the tea set, and then went to drink with the two of them.
"Mistress, you are the only one who can eat good food here. It's just that this bowl is a little too small and you can't put many dishes on it." Cheng Chumo complained.
"Eating is also a science, I..."
Before Zhang San could continue, Cheng Chumo quickly picked up the wine glass and interrupted: "What I hate most about learning now is drinking."
"This wine glass is too small. Let's change it to a bowl. The three of us brothers will not get home until we get drunk today." Cheng Chumo felt that drinking from the wine glass was not pleasant, so he asked his servants to change the bowl.
"I say you are a person who despises this and that. Everything is too small. I'll just let you use the basin from now on." Zhang San said angrily.
"My virgin is holding it back at home, just find him a wife." Fang Yiai gave a bad laugh.
"Go away, you think everyone is like you." Cheng Chumo scolded with a smile.
"Xiaosan, my sister has not suffered any injustice from you, has she?"
"Don't worry, brother, it's too late for me to protect her. How can I let her be wronged?"
"That's true. When I saw her today, she looked very good, but you were listless. Young people, please be careful!" Fang Yiai said meaningfully.
"What I said is absolutely right, your brain needs to be rinsed with water." Zhang San replied angrily.
"What kind of water are you using? Let's use wine. Our brotherhood is so deep that we are bored." Cheng Chumo was basically the wine commander at the wine table. Zhang San would definitely get drunk every time he drank with him.
"This pheasant is delicious, spicy, and strong!" Cheng Chumo took a chicken drumstick and began to bite it in an inconspicuous manner.
"Damn! Eat slowly, you're all covered in oil." Fang Yiai put her hands on Cheng Chumo and yelled angrily.
"Hey! What nonsense? You still owe me two bowls of wine that you haven't drunk yet. Hurry up and stay there to raise fish!"
"That's right, if Xiao Ai has sex with a virgin, we're afraid of getting hammered. We have to drink the virgin down today." Zhang San was also drunk, and his words were a little loud. At this time, he also joined the camp of fighting for wine.
I completely forgot what I said before eating: drink less to make yourself happy, but drink too much to harm your health.
