The exquisite clay pot was held by Ying Zheng, and he stared at it and played with it.

"Hmph, she still has a heart."

Of course Ying Zheng knew about the brewing workshop, but he didn't expect to receive something that Zhao Jun specially asked to bring back so soon.

This is very appropriate in my heart.

Fusu on the side also leaned over to dawdle and stare at his father and king embarrassedly after hearing this.

Ying Zheng understood what he meant at a glance.

He was very calm about his son Ying Zheng, who had become more active during this period, and put his things aside in the wooden grid without looking at him.

Fusu lowered his head and silently retreated to the side.

Alas, the meaning of the king's father is already obvious.

"Master Meng, how is your life over there? Is Berkshire Mountain Road really as steep as rumored?"

Fusu didn't taste the wine and asked curiously about Berkshire.

"Back to Eldest Son, I have seen that the Bajun Mountain Road is indeed steep, but after Mr. Zhao's construction in the past six months, it has improved a lot."

Meng Yi told him some interesting things about Berkshire.

"Master Zhao is doing very well in Berkshire, and there are local men in Berkshire who want to marry you."

Meng Yi said jokingly.

He said that he was happy, but as soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall was a bit wrong.

"Ask to marry?"

Ying Zheng frowned and asked back, his tone was low, and his whole body seemed to freeze suddenly.

His gaze swept over Meng Yi lightly, causing him to freeze.

"Ask to marry Mr.?"

Fusu was completely excited and said while watching the excitement.

Meng Yi felt that the king's gaze next to him was like a thorn in his back, so he hurriedly added.

"Of course Mr. Zhao didn't agree, and besides, she has already arrived in Shu County this time, and she has no contact with anyone in Berkshire."

Meng Yi quickly added and carefully touched the sweat on his forehead.

"Besides, Mr. Zhao said that she is dedicated to Qin, and she will not consider marriage until the Great Qin is built."

The suffocating air seemed to calm down slowly.

"Well, that's about the same. As the minister of the humerus of Daqin, you need to ignore foreign things."

Ying Zheng withdrew his eyes and lowered his eyes and said calmly.

"However, the construction of Daqin doesn't seem to prevent Mr. from getting married, right?"

Fusu muttered in a low voice.

After a while, the two rushed out.

"Why is my father suddenly so angry and fined me not to enter the palace for a month?"

Fusu scratched his head, puzzled.

Meng Yi next to him sighed, feeling angry in his heart.

It's all the fault of Xiao He, that cunning guy.

When he told himself about Shi Hong before, he deliberately revealed that he wanted him to tell the king to know.

Unexpectedly, that cunning guy is waiting for him here.

He must know that the king will punish him when he finds out about this!

Alas, it's a pity, not only did I not get a reward this time, but I was also scolded.

Hmph, bastard Xiao He!

Of course Xiao He, who was far away in Shu County, didn't know how Meng Yi scolded him, let alone he didn't care.

He is busy now.

Zhao Jun was only doing auxiliary work as the hands-off shopkeeper, so he was pushed to the front line, and he was almost busy all day long.

"Xiao He, you have worked hard, I am really lucky to have a helper like you~"

Zhao Jun shouted artificially, his tone was extraordinarily artificial.

It was no surprise that Xiao He, who was covered in dust and just got off work, rolled his eyes.

"Oh, that's all right, all right, I know you've worked hard these days, but fortunately, the cement road in the state and county has been completed, and then you can have a good rest, and let me take the road in the county town behind."

Zhao Jun said flatteringly.

Unsurprisingly, he got another blank stare.

Xiao He couldn't get angry anymore, because he understood that he was born to work hard.

"Oh, don't be like this. I know you have worked hard during this time. I personally cooked and prepared hot pot at night. You must eat more then."

When I was in Berkshire, I was so busy every day that I forgot that I had never made hot pot with local peppers from Bashu.

Thanks to Xiao He's help during this period, she remembered this.

"Hot pot? Are you sure I can eat it?"

Xiao He was speechless, he had heard Fu Su talk about hot pot before.

In short, it is spicy, but I can't eat spicy food.

She can't go too far, can she?

"Of course, I specially made the Yuanyang clear soup pot just for you."

Of course Zhao Jun didn't lie. In the afternoon, she asked the kitchen to stew a chicken and added mushrooms unique to Shu County.

Now a few people are getting together to try Zhao Jun's Yuanyang Hot Pot.

Both Lu Jing and Liu Bang heard of this kind of food for the first time. Although Xiao He had heard of it, he had never eaten it.

But looking at the snow-white chicken soup stewed without any chili on the other side, Xiao He nodded in satisfaction.

Afterwards, Zhao Jun introduced the way of eating to several people, and he unceremoniously started to do something with the red pot full of peppers.

Although the other three were a little unaccustomed to eating in the same pot.

But Zhao Jun used serving chopsticks for everyone, and it was fine.

The three quickly threw themselves into the battle against the hot pot.

Especially Liu Bang and Lu Jing simply love this way of eating.

Xiao He, who was focusing on the clear soup pot by himself, was also very satisfied, so he didn't care about Zhao Jun's slack for the time being.

Gather with friends in Shu County to eat locally made handmade hot pot.

It seems that at this moment, food connects the past and the present.

For a while, the atmosphere was lively.

But the perfect party was interrupted by a hasty announcement from the front door.

Although several people have already eaten at this time, it is always a bit uncomfortable to be disturbed when they are resting on the chair.

Lu Junshou, who was full of wine and food, was extremely comfortable and had no choice but to let the informant come in.

"What happened, is there anyone coming so late?"

The servant of the concierge stood and bent over and replied.

"My lord, it was the married man who sent the invitation just now."

The servant respectfully handed over an exquisite invitation card.

Zhao Jun glanced at the side, good guy, there are embroidery patterns on the invitations.

"Okay, you go down first."

Lu Jing waved his hand, opened the invitation and read it by himself.

After a while, he let out a long sigh.

"What happened."

Liu Bang, who was sitting on the side, asked curiously.

"The post from the married family said that the day after tomorrow is the last day for the eldest sister of the married family to choose a son-in-law, and she will choose the last one among the people selected to become the son-in-law of the married family."

"As for the selection method, the last one will be selected according to the topics assigned locally by the elders of the family and the young lady."

"So the invitation is to invite us to watch the ceremony the day after tomorrow, and it can be used as a notarization by the way."

"All the prominent officials and gentry families in Shu County have received invitations, but it's a bit strange..."

Lu Jing touched the exquisite invitation card and glanced at Zhao Jun who was sitting beside him.

"The post specifically expresses the hope that Mr. Zhao can also participate."

Lu Jing felt a little strange, the post was for him, and he should be the only one present, but Zhao Jun was specifically marked, which was a little strange.

"What do you think, my lord?"

Zhao Jun sat on one side with a satisfied face that he had just eaten.

How else could she think, she understood after turning her head a little.

"Since the post is so clear, let's go. It's just that we are going to see the excitement."

Soldiers will stop it.

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