Li Luo suddenly felt relieved. No matter how weird it sounded, it was still better than Gu Liang and himself crying for each other.
Li Luo returned the salute and said with a warm smile: "Mrs. Lao Zhang is waiting outside. Please forgive me for my sin."
Yang Liuyan hummed calmly, and the maid behind him knelt down to salute.
Li Luo smiled casually, flicked his long sleeves, and a soft and cool inner energy had already lifted up the maid, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhu'er, there is no need to be polite."
Zhu'er was stunned, she didn't expect Li Luo to know her name.
A strange look flashed in Zhang Zeliu's eyes, and he laughed and said: "Let's go in and talk while we drink." After that, he walked into Yingyue Pavilion in a big way.
Yang Liuyan shook her head gently, feeling a little helpless and dissatisfied, so she could only say softly: "Your Majesty, please, please don't blame me for your neglect."
"Mrs. Zhang, you are worrying too much. I know Young Master Zeliu, so there is no need to pay attention to these common etiquette, just feel free to do it." Li Luo smiled kindly, held his hands as a gift, and followed Zhang Zeliu into the Yingyue Pavilion.
Behind him, Yang Liuyan coughed lightly, seemingly with a hint of pain, and looked at the figure in front of him sadly.
Zhu'er gently pulled Yang Liuyan and whispered, "Miss."
Yang Liuyan gently rubbed his heart with his hand, responded with an unclear emotion, and stood quietly outside for a while before entering the Yingyue Pavilion with Zhu'er.
A fine banquet table has been prepared in Yingyue Pavilion. It is extremely luxurious, with delicacies from mountains and seas, and delicacies. There are some dishes that may not even be found in the palace. Zhang Zeliu really spent a lot of money to invite Li Luo this time.
Thoughtful.
After the two sat down, it was an ancient etiquette that Yang Liuyan could not drink at the same table as Zhang Zeliu and Li Luo, as word spread that it would have a bad reputation.
However, this time it was Yang Liuyan who thanked Li Luo for helping Zongbo out of trouble, so it was reasonable to salute him with a few glasses of water and wine.
Pearl poured wine for the three of them and stood aside.
Zhang Zeliu raised his hand and said, "Zhu'er, you don't need to wait here. You can go out first. I'll call you if anything happens."
"Yes, your servant is outside. If you need anything, please give me instructions." Zhu'er responded, bowed to Li Luo, and gently backed away.
There was no one else in Yingyue Pavilion. Zhang Zeliu glanced at Yang Liuyan and nodded gently with a smile.
Yang Liuyan raised a glass of wine, looked at Li Luo and said softly: "Your Majesty, this glass of wine is served by me on behalf of my father. Although thanking you like this is not sincere, I still want to thank you. I am rude, so drink first."
Respectfully."
After saying that, Yangliu Yan drank it all in one gulp. Perhaps he drank a little too much, and he choked and coughed repeatedly. Two red clouds suddenly flew up on his face, which was so pretty.
Zhang Zeliu said distressedly: "Oh, please drink slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Li Luo smiled slightly, with a calm expression. After drinking the glass of wine, he responded to Yang Liuyan's thanks and said calmly: "I do have the intention to save Mr. Zongbo, but I am powerless and have no clue.
Master Yang was able to turn the crisis around this time, but it was because of heaven's protection and the emperor's sage that he would not let his good ministers suffer..."
Before Li Luo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Zeliu angrily.
Zhang Zeliu grinned, rolled his eyes, and said, "Okay, stop it, my tooth hurts from listening to it. When did you become so hypocritical?"
Yang Liuyan smiled and covered her mouth with a smile. Li Luo was startled, touched his nose, and laughed and said: "You really can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. I am telling the truth. There is no lie."
"Hey, I don't believe that this time Uncle Zong's escape was not a trick of yours." Zhang Zeliu said, blinking with a sly eyebrow.
"No." Li Luo refused flatly.
Zhang Zeliu nodded and said pretentiously: "Yes, I know the importance. If it is really you, then it's fine. You are not the best. Mr. Yang is destined to have a noble person to help him. As for who the noble person is, it has nothing to do with us.
Come on, have a drink, and I also want to toast our great Dingtian King."
Yang Liuyan gently filled Li Luo's glass with wine, and the fragrance filled her sleeves. Li Luo moved away slightly without leaving a trace, nodded his thanks, and took the wine bottle, so that he no longer had to trouble Mrs. Zhang's family.
Li Luo and Zhang Zeliu drank a glass together. Li Luo served the wine and said with a smile: "This glass is for you. There were many people and many things at the last wedding banquet, but I didn't even say a word of congratulations. Today
I borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha and wish Ze Liu and his wife a happy marriage for a hundred years."
Yang Liuyan's face turned pale, Zhang Zeliu didn't seem to notice, he stopped Li Luo and said with a smile: "No, no, no, you and I don't need to talk more these years. Now my old man and Mr. Yang are both here."
You serve as an official, and this glass of wine is like us, as sons and daughters, toasting you a toast for our elders. The officialdom is ups and downs, intrigues, and deceptions. In the future, the old men of my family will be entrusted to you. No matter what, don't let them
Suffer a loss."
I have only heard of entrusting an orphan, but I have never seen someone entrusting their old man to someone else. Only a prodigal like Zhang Zeliu can say this.
Li Luo laughed and said, "Okay, it should be so."
Zhang Zeliu finished drinking the wine, clicked his tongue, and said to himself: "It takes three rounds to taste the wine. Xuanlou, how do you like this wine?"
Li Luo praised: "It is mellow and fragrant, with a clean and long tail, and a fragrance as pure as orchid. It is a unique wine."
"You have a discerning eye." Zhang Zeliu was very happy and said proudly, "This wine is made by Qingzhou in Hushanzhou, Beifu. It has been a good wine for thirty years. Haha, it's not bad."
"Working in Qingzhou?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "You and I have known each other for many years, and it's not like we've only met for the first time in three or five years. It's too luxurious. After you get married, you'll start a career. Hey, there are plenty of places to spend money."
Yang Liuyan also had a look of surprise on her pretty face. Qingzhou in Hushanzhou is famous all over the world and is the king of wine. Needless to say, it tastes delicious. What’s more, it’s hard to get. Only wealthy people may not be able to taste such fine wine.
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It is said that there is also a saying about the timing of using this wine. You must have the right time, place, and harmony in order to get what you want. If you are not careful, the quality of the wine will fall into the lower grades. Although the wine is still a good wine, it will not be the best.
The charm of wine is not there, and I have fallen behind.
The mystery is not known to outsiders. It is so mysterious that it is difficult for others to explain it clearly except the Huzhang Bai family.
Huzhang Prefecture is a prefecture in the northern prefecture of Dagan. Qingzhou is famous all over the world, so it is inevitable to pay tribute to the palace. Li Luo has seen this wine before and drank a few glasses. It is indeed the best among all wines.
The best jar of Qingzhou wine in the palace is said to be eighty years old, making it the best wine. Li Luo only drank fifty-year-old wine back then. As for whether it was a higher, middle or lower grade, he has no memory now.
Yang Liuyan had only heard of this famous wine, but Zongbofu was no better than Zhongzaifu, and today he tasted it for the first time.
The occasionally seen businesses in Qingzhou only last for about ten years at most, and rarely for thirty years. The value of thousands of gold is not an exaggeration. If it is of higher quality, the price will be more expensive, and it is rare to find, even if it is from a wealthy family.