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While Yingren was drinking, Chu Huan glanced at Feng Wuma next to him. With just a glance, he saw Feng Wuma's expression was very serious. His hand seemed to sweep the wine cup, but Chu Huan's eyes were extremely sharp. It was very clear that there seemed to be a small silver needle between Feng Wuma's fingers, and when his hand swept across the wine cup, the silver needle also passed through the wine.

Chu Huan knew that Feng Wuma was already checking whether there was poison in the wine for Ying Ren while keeping his expression on the table.

Yingren took a sip of the wine, and soon showed a strange expression. He took another sip, frowned suddenly, glanced at the shop assistant, pondered for a while, and finally said: "It's not a good wine. Although the color is pure, Although the smell is not bad, but this taste... the time difference is always a little...!" Suddenly thought of something, asked: "Is this Qianyehong?"

The store clerk saw that Yingren was picking and choosing, but he didn't dare to show any displeasure, bowed his body and said, "It's Qianyehong!"

Yingren glanced at Sun Desheng, and said slowly: "Sun Desheng, this Qianyehong... I seem to have heard of it?"

The store clerk smiled and said, "Is this the wine from the Fang family in Xinzhou, or the royal wine that was paid tribute to the capital?"

In fact, the so-called imperial wine is of course not this kind of wine. Although it is brewed by the same family, the imperial wine that is paid to the court every year naturally takes a lot more thought than this. The same Qianyehong, Jingzhong imperial wine Qianyehong and folk wine The Qianyehong sold is quite different.

Yingren showed the same expression as before, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, he just put down his wine glass and said in frustration: "I can't get on the table."

Chu Huan also frowned and said, "Man, doesn't your restaurant have good wine? Why are they all like this?"

The shop clerk hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Objectively, there is another kind of wine, but...!" Before he finished speaking, Chu Huan said coldly: "If it is still such a bad wine, then there is no need to drink it. Bring it up again. You don't have good wine here, let's go to another restaurant to drink!"

The store clerk said: "You guys are being objective, to be honest, this Qianyehong was only recently sold to Yunshan Prefecture, and Yunshan Prefecture also has good local wine, it is bamboo sake brewed by Heshengquan, which is very popular... ...!"

Chu Huan frowned and said, "Bamboo clear wine? That's right, big restaurants used to drink this kind of wine." Looking at Yingren, he asked, "Mr. Xu, why don't you try another two jars of bamboo clear wine? If it doesn't work, let's try it again Look elsewhere."

Yingren drank the blue-and-white cellar first, full of fire, this time he drank Qianyehong, although it was much better than the blue-and-white cellar, but he always felt that there was an indescribable weird taste in the wine, and he was very disappointed, and it was gone. He was thinking about drinking, but after hearing what Chu Huan said, after thinking about it, he finally nodded and said, "Here, I want to see what kind of bad wine you have in this dilapidated restaurant." I don't have much hope.

The store clerk once again brought two jars of bamboo sake, opened the jars, and immediately a strong aroma of wine wafted out of his nostrils. Yingren, who was originally not interested, smelled the aroma of this bamboo sake, and was immediately shocked.

In fact, in a head-to-head confrontation, there is a gap between the first-class Chibahong and Bamboo Sake. After all, Bamboo Sake has a golden soil wine cellar, which is an advantage that the Fang family cannot match.

The Qianyehong of the Fang family needs to pay tribute to the royal wine. It needs to pay tribute to the imperial court with a thousand altars of fine wine every year.

Because of this, the quality of Fang's other wines on the wine market is naturally inferior, while the Su's is trying to protect their reputation. The bamboo sake on the market is all brewed in Jindi Cellar. The gap that already exists between them is even wider.

The clerk poured the wine, Yingren picked up the glass, Feng Wuma over there quickly inspected it silently, and then gave Yingren a positive look, Yingren straightened his nose to smell it, took a sip, His brows relaxed immediately, and he drank it in another sip, tasted it, and then scolded the waiter: "Your restaurant has such a good wine, why didn't you bring it up earlier? You also said that Qianyehong is the best wine in your restaurant. What a bunch of nonsense, I think this... By the way, what is this called?"

"Bamboo sake!" the shop assistant hurriedly said.

Ying Ren said: "That's right, Bamboo Clear Wine, the name is not bad, it is fragrant and mellow, with a hint of bamboo fragrance...!" Xiang Chu Huan smiled and said: "Chu Huan, this wine is not bad." He frowned quickly, Asked: "Qianyehong's inferior wine can become imperial wine, is this bamboo sake an imperial wine?"

Sun Desheng said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Xu, each of the sixteen Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoists can only choose one as the imperial wine. The imperial winery of this Xishan Dao is from the Fang Family of Xinzhou. Bamboo Sake Wine...is not the imperial winery!"

Yingren raised his brows and said, "What?" He slapped the table hard, and said angrily, "What the hell is Qiao Mingtang doing to fool the court by passing it off as a good one?"

The clerk in the shop changed his face a little, he thought to himself that this young man is really outspoken, he dared to openly reprimand Governor Qiao in the restaurant, if the people in the government knew about it, he would inevitably be in trouble.

Sun Desheng glanced at Chu Huan, and saw that Chu Huan was calm and calm, so he approached Yingren and said cautiously: "Mr. Xu, Governor Qiao cannot be blamed for choosing the royal wine. This... is the responsibility of Guanglu Temple. thing!"

Yingren was startled, then understood something, his face darkened, he stood up abruptly, and said coldly: "This wine is boring to drink, let's go." Without saying much, he went out without saying anything, looking very annoyed.

Sun Desheng lost a silver coin, and several people followed him out.

Yingren was very annoyed at this time, as a prince, how could he tolerate someone pretending to be a fake to fool the court, and went out with his head down, so he wanted to go back and find Shen Jing, the young minister of Guanglu Temple, to scold him.

At this time, there was already a drizzle falling from the sky. The drizzle was like tiny needles floating down from the air. There were already very few pedestrians on the street, and they all took shelter from the rain, or hurried home.

Yingren just lowered his head and went out. As soon as he walked out of the gate, he suddenly felt a figure in front of him, and smelled a faint fragrance in his nose. He had also practiced basic martial arts, and his reaction was quick, knowing that he was going to hit him. People, stop suddenly.

"Oh!" A soft voice sounded, full of surprise, Yingren raised his head, and saw two people holding umbrellas and retreating, looking very flustered.

Yingren was stunned for a moment when he saw the person in front of him, but he couldn't move his eyes away.

I saw two girls in front of me holding a butter paper umbrella, one of them was wearing a long green dress with a green skirt on top, holding the train in one hand, she looked only sixteen or seventeen years old , about the same age as Yingren, with a beautiful oval face, delicate features, fair complexion, not a stunning beauty, but she looks very clean, which reminds people of Ruoye Rusha.The beauty of blue waves picking lotus.

This young girl has a pair of clear eyes, very agile, slightly indigo daisy, not much jewelry but very delicate, charming and charming, those beautiful eyes that are a little frightened will make people feel pity.

Yingren looked at this young girl who looked like a lotus, and was in a daze for a while.

Next to the girl was a girl in Tsing Yi holding an oil-paper umbrella, a few years younger than the girl in the green skirt, who had already shouted at Yingren: "You don't look at the road when you walk, you startled my sister, you know? You haven't apologized yet!"

Yingren has never apologized to others in his life. He is a majestic prince, even if he did something wrong, no one would dare to say "no" to him, let alone ask him to apologize.

But at this moment, Yingren couldn't help but clasped his hands, his voice was very soft: "Yes... I was wrong, I was not careful, you... you were shocked, I am really... I'm so sorry..., I...!" He didn't know what to say for a while, and he, who was always articulate, stuttered a little at this moment, and his face was a little red.

For some reason, he had seen so many beauties in the palace, but none of them could touch his heart. On the contrary, it was the girl in the green dress in front of him. When he saw her for the first time, Ying Ren's heart jumped Wake up, this is a heart-pounding feeling that I have never experienced before.

Seeing Yingren stammering, the girl in the green skirt slowly disappeared from her eyes, turned her head to glance at the girl beside her, and said softly, "Yue'er, don't talk nonsense." Don't worry, it's fine!"

Her voice was like a clear spring hitting a stone, softly and crisply, and when she smiled sweetly, her bright eyes and bright teeth were like a daffodil blooming quietly, and her youthful beauty was indescribable in an instant.

Her sweet smile was more like a burst of fresh spring breeze, which made Yingren feel extremely comfortable all over. At this time, Chu Huan and others had followed up, and they were all surprised to see Yingren like this.

The girl in the green skirt didn't say much. Seeing Yingren staring blankly at her, she smiled softly again, turned around and was about to leave, but Yingren couldn't help stretching out her hand and shouted, "You...what's your name?"

It is a big taboo to ask a girl's name in a large audience. Seeing that the girl in a green dress is about to leave, Yingren is in a hurry, but he still can't help asking.

The girl in the green skirt glanced at Yingren, was startled for a moment, and then smiled shamelessly. Although she was young, her movements were still graceful and charming, with a bit of charm in her beauty.

Yue'er, who was holding an umbrella beside her, glared at Ying Ren, obviously very dissatisfied with Ying Ren, and then softly said to the girl in the green skirt: "Sister, this is a fool...!"

The girl in the green skirt stretched out her jade finger and tapped Yue'er's forehead gently, and said softly: "I told you not to talk nonsense, you just don't listen, let me see how I deal with you when I go back."

At this moment, I heard the sound of a carriage, and a carriage passed by the girl in green skirt, but it stopped quickly, and a head poked out from the window, looked at the girl in green skirt, and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this Is it Miss Lingshuang? What a coincidence, Miss Lingshuang, why do you have the pleasure to stroll on the street, my young master has nothing to do, so I happen to accompany you for a walk, what do you think?"

This person looked strange, his tone was flirtatious, full of teasing meaning.

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