The first peasant girl of splendid elegance

Chapter 331 Asking for Wine (5)
In the study in the backyard, Junxie took a letter and asked Miao Ruo, "Is he all right?"

"Madam, don't worry, the master is fine. I just miss Madam, so please don't worry."

That's good!Jun Yao nodded.

"Tianshu, it saves us the bumps, just let Miao Ruo take the dumplings back, so you can still have hot dumplings at home at night." Jun Yao said with a smile.

Feeling warm in Tianshu's heart, he stepped forward and put the burden in Miao Ruo's hands, and then walked away.

"This is a dumpling made by myself. You take it home and ask someone to cook it for him. I'm busy at home today, so let's forget about the letter. Just let him not be too tired and pay attention to safety."

Miao Ruo listened quietly, and when Junxie said something, he responded, and when she finished speaking, seeing that there was nothing to say, he rode away with a heavy dumpling.

Opening the letter in his hand, a plum-blossom jade hairpin slipped from inside to Junxie's palm, and he gave it to himself last year, he really likes it.

Seeing the small "Nian Yu, be careful" engraved on it, Jun Yao couldn't help but smile very charmingly.

Looking up at the flying white snow outside the window, she narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if even the air had a sweet taste.

In the front yard, the family sits together.

Looking at the table of fish and meat, Mrs. Yang fetched wine and poured a glass for everyone, even the two little ones.

"Today's Chinese New Year, let's eat at our own home at noon, go to the old house to have New Year's Eve dinner with the old man at night, drink something at noon, and go to bed in the afternoon."

"Okay!" Jun Zhengmin nodded cheerfully.

Seeing her husband's more and more dignified style, Yang was very happy. Thinking of Fahrenheit's statement a few days ago that her son-in-law was satisfied, she felt very happy in her heart.

"Brother Min, you can't drink too much, don't you have to go to the old man's house to help later, and just deliver the dumplings." Yang said softly.

Jun Zhengmin pursed his lips, but still nodded.

"Then drink less."

Seeing that Jun Zhengmin loves the Yang family so much, Jun Yao is not to mention how happy she is. Of course, she also thinks that she will definitely meet the group of Dafang people at Lao Jun's house at night, and her heart turns cold.

In fact, Jun Yao felt uncomfortable, and the second master who was far away in the capital also felt particularly uncomfortable.

Looking at Eunuch Lan in front of him, he wished he could kick him out.

"My lord, please take pity on our family. If the emperor knows that our family has not handled this matter well, our family will not be able to avoid this beating." Eunuch Lan felt sad in his heart. Banquet, this master will go late if he can, and leave early if he can, but this year he was sent by the emperor, please go there at noon, it's no wonder this master is happy.

I remembered that when I was still with the emperor who was the prince at that time, this master didn't hate the palace so much. Since the queen mother died, he asked the decree to leave the mansion to stand on his own. The first emperor rewarded this man's mansion, or the apocalypse The country's most prestigious.Since then, he seldom entered the palace, unless it was an imperial edict, verbal orders were useless.

"Eunuch Lan, what bad idea is he going to come up with?"

Eunuch Lan replied bitterly: "I don't know."

"Then we won't go." Just past noon?Today's imperial palace is even more annoying to him. You don't need to go in, just stand at the gate of the city, and you can almost smell the smell of makeup and powder that permeates the entire imperial city.

He likes the smell of Jun Yao's body, it's faint, with a clear scent of ink lotus, it's not the smell of powder, it's probably her body fragrance, it's bewitching his heart all the time.

"Oh, my lord, I beg you, the old slave, the emperor said before, if you can't invite the lord, we don't have to go back to our house."

Ning Yuejin was so annoying, she got up suddenly, Hua Zhong who was beside her quickly stepped forward to put him in fox fur, and then asked people to go out to prepare the carriage, the master was about to decide to enter the palace.

I usually don’t like to go there, especially during Chinese New Year. I wish I could leave the capital, but palace banquets have always been an indispensable game for officials. Since the founding of the country, they have been held every year. Even if the emperor is unwell, he must manage.

In the palace, the Imperial Study Room.

Seeing Ning Yuejin coming in, Emperor Yuanfeng smiled triumphantly, like an old fox.

"what's up?"

"Can't you come into the palace to accompany me if you have nothing to do? We are also brothers after all, and Ah Jin is too natural."

"I have entered the palace quite a few times this year."

"Well, quite a lot, except when eating crab roe." Emperor Yuanfeng pouted.

Ning Yue is silent, he eats his own woman's food, what's wrong with this old thing.

"Ah Jin, I heard that there is wine in your house, shall we drink that this year?" Emperor Yuanfeng leaned forward and said with a smile.

Ning Yue raised her eyebrows, so it was because of this.

"Okay, I'll give you two altars." He said generously.

Emperor Yuanfeng's face was wrinkled, two altars?Just two altars?As far as he knows, there are hundreds of altars in his mansion, but he actually gave two altars, I'm ashamed to say.

"How can two altars be enough?" With so many officials and ministers, these two altars are only enough for him to rinse his mouth.

"Then how much more do you want?"

"This number!" He held out two fingers.

"This is not two altars."

"Ning Yuejin!" Well, Emperor Yuanfeng was angry, his voice was not very thick, but it didn't seem too sick, "I am your imperial brother after all, are you willing to say it?"

"Didn't you say that?" Ning Yuejin stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of his eyes.

Emperor Yuanfeng laughed back angrily, and made a gesture again, "Two hundred altars, I want two hundred altars."

"Dream!" The second master refused bluntly, he only wanted [-] altars, yet he wanted [-] all at once?
"Then how much do you say? You don't need to say anything about the two altars."

"I'll give you a hundred jars, one jar of wine for each table. Although the wine is fruit wine, it has a lot of stamina after all. Do you think you are still alive and well? Drink less and have a drink every day. It will be enough for you over the years. Live a few more years."

"Okay, just one hundred altars!" Emperor Yuanfeng nodded with a smile, "Lanzhuang, let the Ministry of Internal Affairs go to Prince Jin's Mansion to move wine."

"The servant leads the decree!" Lan Zhuang bowed, took the waist badge from Ning Yuejin next to him, and went out with a smile.

When Lanzhuang left, Emperor Yuanfeng dismissed all the slaves in the imperial study with his hand, and said with a sigh: "The eldest princess's wedding will be on the eighth day of February next year. What do you think of Feng Chaoge?"

"No matter what, you also made an order."

"Well, that girl is self-willed. She hasn't been out of the bedroom since the decree was made." After all, she is the younger sister who I watched and grew up. Even if she is not a compatriot of the same mother, she still has a good relationship because of the frailty of the first emperor's heirs.

"What did the Feng family say?"

(End of this chapter)