Zhang Zeliu hummed nonchalantly, looking like a prodigal, and said carelessly: "No matter how good the wine is, it must be with the right person to drink it. Otherwise, it will be a waste of several jars of fine wine."
Li Luo responded speechlessly, looked at Yang Liuyan and smiled bitterly: "It seems that Madam-in-law will have something to worry about in the future."
Yang Liuyan glanced at Zhang Zeliu, smiled faintly, and did not respond.
Zhang Zeliu chuckled and said: "These jars of wine were saved by my old man a long time ago. They have been kept in the house for several years. It doesn't cost much at all."
Li Luo smiled and said, "It turns out you stole this wine."
Li Luo didn't pay much attention to it. When the two of them were hanging out together, Zhang Zeliu often secretly took wine from the Tomb Zaifu to drink, but he had never seen Qingzhou doing it at that time.
"Haha, don't worry, my old man already knew when he got the wine. Even if he didn't know in advance, if the wine was drunk by you and me, he can't do anything to me. Who makes you the prince of Dagan or his immediate boss?
Woolen cloth."
"That's fine. If Mr. Zhang asks, just say so." Li Luo replied loudly.
"Come on, don't just focus on drinking, try how these dishes taste." Zhang Zeliu greeted him diligently and never mentioned anything other than eating and drinking.
After three rounds of wine, Zhang Ze and Liu Tian began to talk nonsense, starting from when they first met Li Luo when they were young. All the ridiculous things in the past made Yang Liuyan frown.
At that time, the fourth young master of the royal city behaved wildly and lawlessly. If it were an ordinary family, ten heads would not be enough to cut off.
Yang Liuyan was also a little strange. No matter what, the Li Luo in his mind could not be connected with the person described by the enthusiastic Zhang Zeliu. Looking at Li Luo's expression, he seemed to be a little happy. Could it be that he was really a young man who didn't know?
The taste of sadness.
When talking about the past, both Zhang Zeliu and Li Luo felt nostalgic and nostalgic. They didn't feel much at that time, but when the years passed, they always felt a little bit of regret when they looked back.
When drinking in the past, the wine was drunk very quickly, and the six jars of wine were all gone in a short time. Zhang Zeliu was already changing cups, his eyes were blurry with drunkenness, but he was still in the mood, so he wanted to drink more.
Yang Liuyan had no choice but to persuade him a few words. Zhang Zeliu chuckled and did not dare to refute, but he begged Yang Liuyan for permission to drink a few more drinks.
Li Luo was also a little drunk, but he seemed to be better than Zhang Zeliu. Qingzhou was easy to get into his throat, but the stamina lasted for a long time, leaving him with a drunken feeling. However, instead of having a headache and feeling groggy, he had an ecstasy of drunkenness.
It is indeed the best among wines.
"Liu Yan, can we have a few more drinks?"
"The prince is a guest, you should ask the prince what I am doing." Yang Liuyan replied softly, her face flushed, and she was a little drunk. Although she only tasted it briefly, she looked worse than Zhang Zeliu and Li Luo.
Li Luo looked at the two of them with a smile, his expression very peaceful.
"Xuanlou, it's rare that I'm in the mood today, why don't you accompany me for another drink?" Zhang Zeliu looked at Yang Liuyan cautiously and asked.
"Okay." Li Luo pondered for a moment and agreed.
Yang Liuyan was about to call Zhu'er to get more wine when she heard Zhang Zeliu whisper: "Liu Yan, there is a Jingyu Pavilion box in my study, do you remember it?"
Yang Liuyan nodded, remembering that there was such a box in Zhang Zeliu's study.
"The willow branches are heavy after the rain, and the poplar color is dark with smoke. This name is full of artistic conception. Are you hiding some other rare treasures?" Li Luo said jokingly.
These two lines of poems carry the three characters in Yang Liuyan's name. Yang Liuyan's face turned red, and he glanced at Li Luo with a hint of resentment. He was suddenly startled and hurriedly suppressed the messy emotions in his heart.
Zhang Zeliu nodded solemnly and whispered: "Liu Yan, help me get something from the study."
"what?"
"Eighty Years of Engagement in Qingzhou."
As soon as Zhang Zeliu finished speaking, the expressions of Li Luo and Yang Liuyan changed slightly.
Eighty years of Qingzhou work is rare, but it can only be regarded as a rare thing, and it will not change the color of the two people.
In Dagan and Qingzhou, the best tribute wine is made. The Ministry of Internal Affairs keeps a close eye on it. Wines over fifty years old can only be found in the palace. If such fine wines are hidden elsewhere, it would be better not to be known, for fear of being exposed.
This is the grave sin of deceiving the emperor. As long as someone reports evil thoughts to the court, his skin will be peeled off even if he does not die.
Historically, those who worked in Qingzhou of this age in Zhuocheng were rewarded by the palace, but the altar in Zhang Zeliu's hands is probably not one of them.
Zhang Zeliu seemed to understand the importance of it. His drunkenness dissipated a little, and he lowered his voice and said: "I spent a lot of effort to get this jar of wine. I was so worried about it that I just drank it now to save myself from trouble in the future."
The two of them were speechless. Zhang Zeliu was a very brave thief. If the court knew about this, even with the protection of Tsukazaifu, there would be trouble.
Zhang Zeliu said mischievously: "The wine is good, but it can't be sold on the table, so I have to let Liu Yan make the trip in person, otherwise it gets spread accidentally and I won't be able to eat it."
"It turns out you know how to be afraid." Li Luo laughed, shook his head slightly and said, "No need, I'll save this jar of good wine for you to drink later. Besides, there is no need for my wife to work hard, so don't mention it."
"It's okay." Yang Liuyan glanced at Zhang Zeliu. If he had wanted to get some wine to drink with Li Luo, he would have brought it over long ago. He only mentioned it at this time, most likely to find an excuse to talk to Li Luo.
Yang Liuyan called Zhuer and helped her out of Yingyue Pavilion.
Li Luo's thoughts flashed and he didn't say anything to stop him.
"It takes half an hour to go back and forth to my study from here. Without Liu Yan here, it will be much easier for you and me to talk." Zhang Zeliu said carelessly.
"Why, you are not as comfortable as before after getting married?" Li Luo asked with a smile.
"Not only do I feel uncomfortable, I'm in dire straits. I drink less. I can't find a girl to sing with. She says it disturbs the tranquility. His grandma lives a good life like a monk. It's boring.
It's so tight." Zhang Zeliu said with a bitter face.
"Haha, now that someone is in charge, you will no longer be as comfortable as before, but it's okay, it saves you from causing trouble." Li Luo responded nonchalantly.
"It's not that I care. Hey, Liu Yanjiu and I have never lived in the same room since we got married."
Li Luo was stunned, and looked at Zhang Zeliu in surprise. Zhang Zeliu took out another jar of wine from nowhere, filled it for Li Luo, poured another full glass for himself, and drank it all. With this look, Li Luo
Luo Geng decided that asking Yang Liuyan to go get the wine was just a grand gesture, and there might not be an eighty-year-old Qingzhou man in the house.
Zhang Zeliu saw the surprised look on Li Luo's face and shook his hand drunkenly.