Ask This Spring

Seeing Zhuo's father and daughter leaving Xiaohe Village, Zhuo Lian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although the Qu family was not described in detail in the script, it counts as time. The heroine only got the drink after making love with the Seventh Prince. Right now, it is Zhuo. Xiaotong was deliberately deceived, and it is estimated that he will be exposed.

As for who the demolition is, except for Qu Yi, he doesn't think about it.

At night, Zhuo Lian stayed at Qu’s house, cooked by herself, and fry a few simple side dishes. Qu’s praises while eating, her eyes reddened again. She really didn’t expect that she would have the opportunity to have dinner with her daughter in this life. God treats her seriously. Not thin.

The woman seemed to be extremely hungry, swallowing food, Zhuo Lian secretly shook her head, raised her hand to pat her slightly rickety back, and calmly said, "Eat slowly, and be careful of choking."

Qu Yi sat opposite, and he could see the woman's movements as long as he raised his eyes, but the defense in his heart had not dissipated. Mother and daughter, maybe Zhuo Lian didn't treat the Qu family as a mother at all. All of this was calculated by her.

"I'm going to buy a small courtyard in Bianzhou City. Then you and your righteous brother can move to live in the city. It won't be so difficult for us to meet each other."

Qu refused repeatedly, "How does this make it? According to Zhuo Xiaotong's temperament, you certainly didn't get much dowry when you got married. The house price in Bianzhou is not low. If you emptied yourself, what should you do in the future? There is still some silver in it..."

Zhuo Lian knew very well that the Qu family, who was expelled from the house, was not considered wealthy at all. If Qu Yi had a strong body, strong bones, and often went hunting in the mountains, the life of the mother and son would be even more difficult.

She hesitated and said, "Mother, our wine shop still lacks long-term labor. I don't know if you want to go there? The work in the shop must be lighter than farming. You can rent this land to others to grow it when you enter the city."

Qu's family was reluctant to part with her daughter, and turned to look at his son, his eyes full of begging.

Qu Yi squinted slightly, only to feel like a donkey blindfolded by a cloth strip, completely letting Zhuo Lian lead his nose. The mother-in-law was kind to herself, and she couldn't refuse her request anyway, so she could only nod her head at this moment.

Before Zhuo Lian settled down the Qu family's mother and son, the news of Princess Xiangling's going out of the fort and marriage spread throughout Da Zhou.

This princess is young, not only has to go outside the pass to suffer, she may also be tortured by husbands, otherwise, how could she die after three years?

But these things have nothing to do with Zhuo Lian. The courtyard she bought is less than a hundred meters away from the wine shop. Although the place is not large, it is large enough for the mother and son to live in. She took Huan Yun to clean the house carefully and smoked it with wormwood. , And then put on a brand new mattress.

Huan Yun twisted the rag hard, and the pattering sound of water sounded. She raised her little face and asked: "Sister-in-law, the princess has gone to make a kiss. Isn't the second brother coming back soon? Recently, my mother was talking every night. He sometimes wiped his tears, got up the next day, his eyes were black and he obviously didn't rest well."

In the early years, the Huan family was one of the best in Bianzhou City. At that time, Huan Yun was just born. Before she could raise her squeamish problem, Huan's father passed away. The mother and son depended on each other for their lives, and the life was extremely difficult. , So that Yuner was very sensible at a young age, just like her sister in the Republic of China.

Occasionally, Zhuo Lian would feel in a daze, feeling that this is not a imaginary script, but the real world.

"When it snows, it is estimated that the army should return to Beijing, but your second brother, as a guard, has the responsibility of garrisoning the capital on his shoulders. I don't know if the nobleman is lenient and is not allowed to return to Bianzhou. , Spend the New Year with your family."

Hearing this, Huan Yun couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Zhuo Lian hugged the person in her arms. There was warmth from her thin body. After a long time, the little girl relaxed a little, and hummed: "Second brother age It's not too small anymore. If he comes back, his mother will definitely touch him about his relatives. I don't know what kind of girl he likes. Is it pretty or good-natured? Or both?"

When she said this, Huan Yun couldn’t help but glance at her sister-in-law’s face. She was ten years old this year. She had never seen such a beautiful woman. Unfortunately, her eldest brother rushed to the capital just after visiting the hall, and didn’t even lift the hijab. What does that sentence say? Violent heaven and things, yes, these four words.

After thinking about the description of the heroine in the book, Zhuo Lian said with certainty: "Your second brother is not that kind of shallow person. He likes strange women who are unique, beautiful and not gaudy."

"Wonderful woman? Isn't it the same as my sister-in-law? The brewing ability is better than the masters of other wine shops. I heard that Zhuo Yujin followed her father since childhood and didn't learn anything." Huan Yun couldn't help but curl her lips.

Two fingers squeezed the soft flesh of the little girl's cheeks, Zhuo Lian bent over and leaned forward, and the fox questioned: "Did your little mouth be smeared with honey? Why do you keep complimenting me?"

Huan Yun bulged her cheeks, her face full of grievances, "Yun'er praised you only when she liked her sister-in-law. These words are all from the bottom of the heart, and there is absolutely no falsehood!"

"Good, good! I believe you are."

Zhuo Lian's eyes were smiling, and he didn't take the previous words seriously. Others don’t know, can she still be unclear? The Lord Zhenguo in the script didn’t get married until he vomited blood and died. He beat the bachelor for a lifetime. After all, his love rival is the Seventh Prince, the real Emperor, even if Huan Shen has it again. Ability, can't let Fan Zhujun become a queen, how can the heroine commit herself to him?

Shaking her head, she no longer thinks about the messy things. Anyway, she passed through to the Great Zhou Dynasty, did not let Huan Shen subdue the arsenic, and did not harm Yun Niang. The plot has been changed. What is the good fortune of the uncle? It is him. The matter has nothing to do with her.

After the house was almost cleaned up, Zhuo Lian raised his eyes to look at the sky, and took Huan Yun's hand. The two of them talked and laughed and returned to the wine shop. Seeing her daughter and daughter-in-law, the melancholy expression on her eyebrows was reduced by three points, and she beckoned at them, "I made a pot of sesame paste. You can eat some while it's hot, and you can replenish your body."

Zhuo Lian blew the heat wafting off the porcelain bowl, and when her mouth was not so hot, she took a bite. After the sweet and greasy taste melted between her lips and teeth, her face was distorted for a moment. He swallowed the sesame paste into his stomach, looked at the sullen Yunniang, and suddenly said:

"Mother, the wine shop has also made a lot of money recently. It's better to buy a wife and do some chores, so that you won't be so hard."

"I'm not tired, why waste those money?"

It was probably a long hard time, Huanmu had long forgotten the luxury of luxury, but she was a little hesitant looking at her daughter's immature face.

"The business of our shop is booming. My second brother has entered Beijing again and won the appreciation of the nobles. The days will definitely pass the better. There is no need to worry at all." Zhuo Lian is well versed in the principle of struggling while the iron is hot, and continues to persuade.

Yun Niang nodded her head like garlic, and followed her by her side. Huanmu’s ears were soft, and she finally nodded in agreement after a long time. She poked her aunt and sister-in-law in the forehead, "You think I don’t know, isn’t it just disgusting? Is that sesame paste unpalatable? Is my craft so bad?"

Zhuo Lian walked to the stove with a smile, filled a bowl and sent it to her mother-in-law, "Hurry up and taste it."

Huanmu picked up the porcelain spoon unbelief, scooped some into her mouth, her body stiffened immediately, she sighed after a long while, "It's been all these years, why haven't my cooking skills improved?"

"Xu is not good at this. I remember my husband once said that my mother is best at embroidering. The embroidered mandarin ducks are as lifelike as living on silk. This kind of skill is not comparable to ordinary people. You must not To be ignorant of oneself."

Zhen Lin walked in with the mountain. When she saw the dog, Yun Niang couldn't sit still. She rushed forward, hugged it in her arms, and giggled.

During the first snowfall in Bianzhou, Qu Yi finally took Qu's family into the small courtyard. He was sturdy, very young, and stronger than Uncle Fu. In the past, the porcelain urn could only be lifted out by the two of them. You can move it alone, and the ease with which it looks is jaw-dropping.

Seeing that he is so capable, Huanmu discussed with Zhuo Lian and decided to give Qu Yisiliang the monthly money, which is much higher than that of ordinary long-term workers. It is reasonable to work more, but it is not a big deal. of.

Zhuo Xiaotong couldn’t help being discouraged before he got the prescription from Qu’s hand, but he was able to manage the wine shop to the extent of the sky, his temperament was naturally not bad, and his frustration soon returned to normal. Now he is holding Fan Lan’s hand in a tone of voice. To put it mildly:

"If I remember correctly, there is a home brew in the General's Mansion called Dihuangxian Liquor. The main ingredients are raw ground and supplemented with other medicinal materials. The formula is hard to find, I wonder if Madam knows it?"

Fan Lan never dreamed that Zhuo Xiaotong would hit her maiden's head. Home brewing is an unspoken secret in each house. If someone finds out, where will she put her face?

"I don't know." The woman refused with a stern face.

"Madam, you are the proprietress of Zhuojia Winery. Do you want to watch Qingfengxiao being crushed by the bottomless? Because your husband knows what you are afraid of, it is just that you don't want the generals to find out. They use it when brewing. It's ordinary sake. Let's switch to soybean wine. The taste is quite different. Change the name. As long as you and I don't say it, no one will find out..."

Zhuo Xiaotong took her hand, with deep pleading expressions in his eyes. This look of weakness is extremely rare. Fan Lan is not a hard-hearted person, and he can't help but feel soft for a while.

"Even if the wife doesn't care about the business of the wine shop, she still has to consider Yujin. Even though the recipe of Dihuangxian Wine is precious, it is just a dead thing. How can a living person matter?"

Both hands kept stirring Jinpa, Fan Lan's face was full of embarrassment, and fine sweat leaked from his forehead. After thinking about it for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's up to you."

Hearing this, Zhuo Xiaotong smiled with satisfaction, put the well-maintained woman in his arms, and kept talking sweet words to her ears. After a while, Fan Lan's sad expression on his eyebrows was ashamed. replace.

The best-selling drink in Zhuo’s restaurant recently is not Qingfengxiao, but a blended wine called Fengchunlu.

The taste of this kind of wine is spicy, you can taste the bitterness of the herbs as soon as you enter your throat, and you will recognize the aftertaste of honey after careful tasting. It is especially smooth and customers who have drunk it are full of praise.

And the most wonderful thing about Fengchunlu is not only its smoothness and spiciness, but also its color, which presents a fascinating light gold, which stands out from the crowd of bamboo-leaf-colored sake.

It's a pity that the fine wine is of great value. It is sold at a high price of five hundred liters per liter, and ordinary people simply don't have that much money or the opportunity to taste it.

At noon that day, Fei Nian came to Huan’s house with a bottle of Fengchunlu. As soon as he walked in, Zhuo Lian saw the jade-colored porcelain bottle on the man’s hand. There was no pattern on the body of the bottle, which looked plain and elegant. He wanted this kind of packaging. It is also one of the gimmicks of this thing.

"Little boss, I bought a bottle of Fengchun Dew, how do you taste it?"

Zhuo Lian was also not welcome. He took the porcelain bottle that had been frozen in the cold wind and blanched it in warm water for a while. The fragrance of medicine spread out along with the fragrance of wine, and there was a familiar smell.

Originally, she had put the wine glass in front of her, but now she put the cup back in place, and asked in a low voice, "Is this spring dew having aphrodisiac effect?"

Rao Fei Nian has seen the world, and when he heard this, the fat face also showed a touch of embarrassment. He smacked his lips and nodded while asking: "What did the little boss hear? The man at Zhuojia Winery recently? There is an endless stream of customers, and they can't sit down in the restaurant hall, just for what is in this bottle."

Zhuo Lian couldn't help but shook his head, "Although the wine is good for the fire of the gate of life, it should not be overdone."

"What do you say?" Fei Nian leaned closer, his eyes full of curiosity.

The woman suddenly sat up straight, her back straightened, and her lips curled and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I have a keen sense of smell and I am proficient in winemaking. You don't need to taste the spring dew. I feel that the strong smell of medicine rushes to my nose. ."

"What kind of medicinal material does it use?"

Greasy fingertips passed through the bottle, and Zhuo Lian said quietly: "I wonder if Boss Fei knows the medicine of aconite? Raw aconite is highly poisonous. After concoction, the toxicity will be weakened, but it will not disappear completely. If it is used as medicine , Every time you must eat less, and can not take it continuously, so as to avoid the body can not bear the properties of the medicine. Now Zhuo Xiao also uses aconite to make wine, and even named Fengchunlu. In order to nourish the kidney and impotence, many men will use it. Enshrined as a sacred item, day by day, in this case, it is not far from being killed..."

The porcelain bottle was immersed in water, and it was already contaminated with some heat. The woman played with it in the palm of her hand, but couldn't help sighing in her heart.

Speaking of it, even if Zhuo Lian has a keen sense of smell, to confirm the formula of the drink, he must carefully taste it.

The reason why it is concluded that there is aconite in Fengchunlu is because she had seen the same medicinal wine in Peking. At that time, there were not a few people who drank it, and there were too many poisoned people. I did not expect Miss Li to write this medicinal wine in the script. In, let her guess it effortlessly.

Feinian’s Adam’s apple slid, remembering that he had drunk a lot of Fengchun Dew before he came, his whole body was tight, he couldn't help licking his lips, and asked:

"Then I won't have a problem?"

"Boss Fei can rest assured that a small amount of aconite will not cause too much damage to the body. What's more, Zhuo Xiaotong's temperament is extremely cautious. He dared to use this medicine as a raw material. It was definitely cooked when making wine, otherwise it would be poisonous. Yes, Zhuojia Restaurant may have closed its store a long time ago."

Su held the porcelain pot in his hand, Zhuo Lian poured himself a cup of tea to moisturize his throat, so as not to break his throat.

The man's complexion turned green and white, and after a while he slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, obviously frightened.

"Your father is really not a thing. Aconite can warm the kidney and strengthen the yang. I also know that, but how can a good person dare to use medicine casually? I thought he had brewed for many years, and there must be some special formula to make Fengchun. Lu, I didn't expect to use aconite, little boss, how can this be good?"

"You wipe your sweat first, although the earth dragon is burned in the wine shop, it won't heat you up like this, calm down, don't hurt your body." Zhuo Lian said softly.

"It should be, it should be." Fei Nian muttered twice, and just wanted to continue to ask, he listened to the woman slowly speaking:

"Boss Fei has a big family and is the master of the Hou Mansion. There should be many people in his hands. It is better to let them post notices in the city. Frankly speaking, there are aconites in the spring dew. With the temperament of Zhuo's family, he will be impatient to give notices. If you tear it off, it will show their guilty conscience even more. In this way, ordinary guests will be suspicious, and fewer people will dare to drink medicinal wine."

Yanmen Pass.

A handsome young man sat in the hall, a tall man handed a leather bag, and a dull sound of water came from it.

"Brother Huan, you taste this mare's milk, it tastes really weird, sour and astringent, and I don't know what the nonsense people outside Guan think about, they like to drink this kind of thing."

Holding the leather bag in his hand, Huan cautiously raised his head and poured the wine. Suddenly a white-faced teenager stepped over the threshold. Qingjun's face was a little smile, "Brother Huan, do you actually like to drink horse milk wine? Those vendors sell it. They are all ordinary horse milk, also called Humisi. The taste is not good. Only the taste of black horse milk or white horse milk is sweet enough. That kind of Hashihu mythus is no worse than the fine wine in the capital. What if it is We will be blessed by taking the leader of the Hu people into captivity."

The person here is Fan Zhujun.

Although she is a rank 6 lieutenant of Zhenwei, the official position is higher than that of the eighth rank of Xuanjie lieutenant, but the whole body is not half arrogant, and she is very humble in dealing with people. , But at the feet of the prosperous and prosperous emperor, the woman who admires him may not be able to line up outside the city gate.

Huan Shen was originally a guard. The reason why he was picked by the three princes and came to the battlefield was because his brother Huan Jin used his life to protect the Lord. Such loyalty is really admirable. I learned that Huan Shen was a child. After practicing martial arts, the three princes moved their thoughts on promotion and directly brought people around.

Fan Zhujun was born in the General’s Mansion. She still had the most basic vision. From seeing the first face of Huan Shen, she knew that this person was definitely not a thing in the pool, and was appreciated by the emperor. Soaring into the sky.

"Lieutenant Fan is worthy of being a person from the capital, and he knows a lot." The young man said casually.

Fan Zhujun pursed his lips and smiled, his ears were plated with a warm yellow luster under the light of the lights, and tiny holes could be seen faintly, exactly where the woman was wearing the earrings.

"Brother Huan is too acclaimed. Your Majesty is not happy to fight. He has made the decision long ago to let Princess Xiangling be married. Now His Royal Highness has arrived in the city, and it is estimated that we will be able to return home in a few moments." As he said, Jun Fan Zhu's eyes fell on that. The tall and strong man apologized: "Brother Lin, I have something to say to Brother Huan, can you..."

Don't look at Lin Fan giving birth to a rough and arrogant appearance, but his temperament can be called mild. At this moment, he smiled and got up and walked out. After his figure disappeared in the room, Fan Zhujun bit his lower lip and said a little nervously. :

"Brother Huan and I hit it off, can we become brothers of different surnames? In the future, we will share adversities with wealth and wealth, and we will have a care for each other."

"Thanks for the kindness, Huan is grateful, but unfortunately I once swore at my brother's grave that I will only regard him as a brother in this life. The oath cannot be violated. I did not expect to betray the kindness of Wei Xiaowei."

"It's okay."

Fan Zhujun waved her hand quickly, but she couldn't hide her loss, but she couldn't blame Huan Shen, so she sighed secretly, chatted again, and then left the house.

Huan Shen continued to drink the mare kumiss, and the slightly spicy liquid slid across his throat. Even if it was not as clear as the bottomless stamina, it still paralyzed the nerves and brought a little bit of invigoration.

He closed his eyes, and a slender figure appeared in his mind. There was only a red rope tied to his snow-white and flawless back. The shoulders were soft and gentle, and the waist was not tight. Nothing was not beautiful. People are driving crazy.

But what Huan Shen is most familiar with is the pair of slender jade hands. At this time, he is gently pulling the water splash, the transparent liquid is sliding down the delicate skin, the nails are shiny, the bones and blood are slender, and the wetness is gently brushed across his chest. It was like a red-hot soldering iron, making his heart hot, his throat was dry and thirsty, and there seemed to be a fire in his body, enough to start a prairie fire.

Lin Fan turned back to the house, saw his good brother's face flushed like blood, his sword eyebrows tightened, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious for a while, and asked: "Did Fan Zhujun embarrass you? This little white face seems to be very responsible, am I leaving now? Eyes, his stomach is full of bad water?"

"Never."

When Lin Fan interrupted, the scene of Meng Lang was instantly fragmented. The man clenched his fists and appeared calm and composed, but his heart was almost overwhelmed by guilt.

Even if his elder brother has passed away long ago, Zhuo Shi is still his sister-in-law, and he has a desire for her. What is the difference between this kind of thinking and beasts? No, he can't even compare to animals.

With a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, Huan Shen lowered his head, and saw the changes in his body, the color of disgust in his eyes became more intense.

"Brother Huan, what's the matter with you? Why don't I call in the military doctor." Lin Fan stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. Lin Fan couldn't help coughing twice and said with a strange smile: " There are still many girls in the camp, as long as you give some money..."

"No need."

Huan Shen categorically refused. He didn't think of other women at all, so he might as well practice boxing to reduce his anger.