Ask This Spring

Even though Zhuo Lian had made up his mind to keep a distance from Huan Shen, she still inevitably felt guilt when she heard the man's cold words, and slowly lowered her head without saying a word for a long time.

Huan Yun stood not far away, her immature little face showed some doubts. The sister-in-law was clearly the wife of the eldest brother, what did she have to do with the second elder brother? Zhen Lin is four years older than Yun Niang, and now she has a good time, and she has some understanding of men and women. At the moment, she is holding the little girl's arm to prevent her from rushing forward and making trouble.

The sound of Xixi Suosuo kept coming into her ears, and Zhuo Lian remembered that Niang Yun and Lin'er were also there. She took a deep breath and calmly said: "My uncle, don’t laugh, it’s difficult now, mother and sister. Are waiting for you to come back."

Huan Shen was not surprised by such an answer, he was cold, and he did not intend to tell the change of the household. People are selfish. He has lived for so many years, but Zhuo Lian is the only one he wants. In any case, he will not give her a chance to escape.

The people living in Shilixiang are ordinary people. When it gets dark, the surroundings become extremely quiet. Suddenly, there was a clatter of horseshoes, Zhuo Lian's face became pale for a moment, and his voice was as low as a mosquito.

Princess Xiangling died of jade two years ahead of schedule, what about Huan Shen, who should have become Lord Zhen Guo? Will you live in peace, or will you encounter accidents?

Zhuo Lian was in a state of confusion and didn't dare to think about it anymore. She didn't even have time to pack her bags and watched the young man leave the small courtyard. After the people left, she first sent the two small children back to the room, turned around and went to see Huanmu again, and took the veil to wipe her tears.

"Mother, don't worry, as a general, my uncle won't be in danger easily." She said that, she didn't know her heart. After all, the two armies were fighting, and the situation changed rapidly. Before the end, who would know result?

Huanmu held her daughter-in-law's hand tightly, choked and said: "Lianniang, there are no outsiders here, so my mother will ask you, do you want to marry Shen'er? If you nod your head, my mother will not stop you."

If she heard this about half a month ago, Zhuo Lian would be overjoyed. At that time, she couldn't recognize Huan Shen's nature, thinking that after the two married, those trivial contradictions would gradually disappear. But when she was most excited, Qi Henian woke her up with a blow, letting her understand how difficult it is for two completely different people to stay together.

"Mother, it was my daughter-in-law who was confused before, and this gave birth to distracting thoughts. After a while, you will forget them completely. Don't think about it." She tucked Huanmu's quilt and was about to leave, behind her. There was a hoarse cry:

"Lianniang, Shen'er is not easy. He is about the same age as his brother, Jin'er is gentle and pure, Shen'er has a gloomy temperament, whether he is blood relatives or neighbors around him, he is more partial to the boss, and the same is true for me and the master. He has lived for more than twenty years, and he has only taken care of you, so you should take pity on him. Don't leave Huan's house in a hurry. How about waiting for him to come back?"

In all fairness, the daughter-in-law is young and beautiful, with a kind heart and pure filial piety. She should not spend the second half of her life alone and helplessly. But the human heart is inherently biased. As a mother, Huanmu, as a mother, cares most about the child born in October. Knowing that he shouldn't say such a thing, but the second son's disposition is extremely paranoid, if Lianniang really marries someone else, he might go crazy.

Zhuo Lian remained silent for a long time before speaking in a low voice: "You don't have to think about it, your daughter-in-law won't remarry, and it's good to make wine for a lifetime."

Huan’s mother's eyes were red, and her mouth kept muttering: “It’s the Huan family that I’m sorry for you, and I’m sorry for you...”

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After Huan Shen left, Zhuo Lian moved directly to the store to make wine. Without Master Yan Tao's use of pickling methods, the amber light she created quickly became famous in the capital, and even washed away the stigma of Qing Wu and Jin Bo.

A while ago, many Confucian scholars wrote articles specially, and they only showed one meaning: Huanjia wine is crude in texture, and only the most inferior workers can drink it. Zhuo Lian knows how terrifying the rumors are. In order to show their noble and innocent character, those literati will verbally criticize the target. This method kills people without seeing blood. Even if there are many customers who frequent the Huan’s restaurant, it is not enough. Confucian scholars in the capital.

Therefore, the Huan family did not waste their words to explain, anyway, time can clean up the dirt, whether it is gold or stone, it is self-evident at a glance.

At this moment, Chai Lang was sitting in the corner of the front hall. He first glanced at the thin pink ointment at the bottom of the bowl, and then looked up at the five big and three thick men, and asked: "This drinking method is very strange. Haven't tried."

Holding a wooden clip in his hand, Chi Zhong fixed the porcelain bottle in the hot water, and explained while boiling the wine: "This is the snow meat paste made by the proprietress. It is supplemented with various medicinal materials."

While the wine was being blanched, Qu led a few young men to the table beside them. These customers looked very gentle. Chi Zhong only glanced at it and guessed that they are scholars, like him, who has been in the military camp all year round. Different.

As soon as one of them took a seat, he asked Qu, "Mother-in-law, dare you ask if there is an Orchid in the shop?"

Upon hearing this, Qu's complexion was not so good. Except for an older woman like her, only Yang Wu Chizhong and others would come over in the front hall. Those maids stayed in the backyard to prevent the men from getting drunk. Something happened.

These young people looked at their well-dressed clothes, but they didn't expect to expose their nature with one mouthful, and they were really nasty.

"No."

Seeing Qu's tone of voice, the young man who asked the question was also a little angry, and his lips were not clean and said: "Who doesn't know that Huan's wine is poorly tasted. Before, it was even classified as a shameless wine, even as the prince's companion. The two sons of Chai are extremely disgusted with you. If Huan Zhuo had not become the wife of the imperial court, how would the masters of the good brewing department easily modify the wine list because of their power? The drinks in your shop are not good, and the business is still booming, there must be The beautiful Orchid accompanies the wine, otherwise it would have been closed long ago!"

At this moment, not only the Qu clan was blackened with anger, but even Chi Zhong frowned. The army man’s figure was already tall, plus he had been in battle before, so his aura was naturally different, which was frightening. trembling.

Several scholars who had held pens all the year saw this, and their hearts shook, and their voices trembled: "Let's patronize your business and just ask if there is Orchid. Why put on such a vicious face?"

Chai Lang heard what they were saying, and Junxiu's face showed a trace of embarrassment. At the beginning, he believed Zhuo Yujin's words and felt bad for the Huan family. How could he have thought that he became a fool who could not see Taishan.

"This young man, there is no Orchid in the store, only a variety of fine wines. If you don't believe me, you can order some wine and taste it. If you don't know the truth, you can just follow the trend. It is not a gentleman's action." Chai Lang persuaded softly. .

Although Chi Zhong has a fierce temper, he is not a dull person. His boss treats others kindly, so he naturally can't cause trouble. Seeing the Confucian scholars nodded honestly, simply stood back to the original place, and poured the hot bottomless into a bowl. The ointment piece gradually melted, and a fascinating scent spread, the fragrance was strange.

The young people also smelled this smell, couldn't help swallowing, staring straight at the wine cup in Chai Lang's hand, and asked: "What kind of wine is this?"

Chi Zhong suffocated his breath and reported his name, "Clear and bottomless."

"Then give us the last one and get some side dishes."

Sapporo’s guests, Qu, had seen a lot of them, and didn't plan to care about them, so he quickly took the wine and dishes from the kitchen and served them to the table. Staring at the brightly colored liquor, the scholars constantly secreted saliva in their mouths, but because of their face, no one took the lead. Chai Lang picked up a peanut and sent it to his mouth, and said in a low voice: "A good wine is rare. It's not worth it for the sake of face."

Chai Lang is outstanding, and he knows his identity at a glance. The Confucian scholars looked at each other, and felt that there was some truth to this. They all took up the wine cups and delivered them to their mouths. Drink a few bottles of wine cleanly, without any leftovers.

"Do you still want Hu Ji to accompany you?" the man asked with a smile.

The young man who spoke just now made a big red face. At this moment, he realized that Huan Jiajiu was listed on the wine list, and it was worthy of his name. It has nothing to do with Huan Zhuo’s being named a fateful wife, but he still feels a little bit embarrassed and embarrassed in his heart. Annoyed: "It's useless for the son to argue with us. It's better to go to the second youngest of the Chai family to compete for the level. That's the prince's companion. He often goes to and out of the palace. You can see that the world is much more than us."

Chai Lang touched the tip of his nose and finally understood what it was like to regret. If he hadn't acted recklessly, he wouldn't have caused trouble to others, and he would lose his face at the moment.

Hearing that there was a dispute with guests in the front hall, Zhuo Lian hurried over because he was afraid of the trouble. When he saw Chai Lang, the bright apricot eyes showed surprise, and said, "I didn't expect Master Chai to be there."

Chai Lang stood up and bowed his hand to the woman. He had a good amount of alcohol. Even after drinking a few glasses of Snow Wine, his face did not change. "Before, Chai was innocent and made a fuss. It caused trouble to the boss. It is true. I'm sorry."

The Confucian scholars sitting at the table next door heard the conversation between the two and immediately shook their minds. Could it be that the man in front of him is the second young master of Ning Ping Hou's Mansion?

After several hot gazes bet on him, Zhuo Lian raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly said: "Master Chai is an unintentional mistake. Don't worry about it. Just come to the small store to buy more wine in the future."

After that, she looked around in the front hall for a week, and found no one was making trouble, so she folded back and returned to the backyard.

Chai Lang sat in the same position until the slender figure disappeared from his sight, Wu raised his wine cup and sipped gently.

"My son, you are also surnamed Chai, I don't know if you deny that you are the companion of His Royal Highness?" Someone couldn't help asking.

The man shook his head and laughed, "My surname is Chai Minglang, what do you say is it?"

Hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but make a splash. They didn't expect to meet the prince in the wine shop. There were rumors earlier that the three princes and the nine princes also appeared in the store. Isn't it a lie?