Ask This Spring

The seventh prince was sitting in the main hall, and the gentle smile on Qingjun's face was almost unsustainable at this moment. He looked at Fu Donglai in front of him, and asked sincerely: "Cousin, you and I have grown up together since childhood and have a good understanding of my conduct. Why don't you promote this marriage? Come and kiss me?"

Fu Donglai didn't expect the Seventh Prince to be so brazen. It was because he recognized his nature that he was reluctant to waste his tongue and said lightly: "I hope your highness will forgive me. We will get married soon, and we can't ruin this great marriage."

The matchmaker who followed was speechless when she heard this. In her opinion, the Seventh Prince is a good talent in heaven and underground. A princess who has ruined his reputation can marry him. It is considered high. The master of the Fu family has no idea what he thinks, and even abandoned the pearl election. Isn't this confusing after the fish head?

The seventh prince said with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "Marriage matters are related to a woman's life. The cousin and aunt have to think about it carefully. The mere secret guard is not worthy of the cousin."

Fu Donglai chuckled lowly, "Ning Qing is innocent and does not know world affairs, and the dark guard can always be by his side. Putting her first is the most suitable candidate."

For this reason, even if the seventh prince is unwilling, he can't show it on the surface. What a princess, what a Fu Donglai! Even if his mother is just an ordinary palace lady, but the blood of the royal family is flowing in her body, and now she is so despised, this kind of humiliation will never be forgotten by him!

Sending the Seventh Prince and his party out of the princess mansion, Fu Donglai did not delay, and immediately released the news that the Ning Qing Princess and the rescuer's guard will get married after March.

As soon as this remark came out, the whole capital was upset.

The people talked a lot, and they only felt that the Seventh Prince had been swept away, and they were definitely not happy; but after thinking about it, as a dark guard who can marry a golden princess, it seems that the eldest princess is also kind, otherwise it is to protect him. The daughter's reputation may dictate what means she will use.

Zhuo Lian, who was staying in the wine shop, finally felt relieved after hearing this. Ning Qing has a simple temperament and has never hurt others. It would be too unfair to be used thoroughly by the Seventh Prince and Fan Zhujun.

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Three years later.

Several scholars were walking on the main street, smelling a pungent and fragrant scent before their noses, their cheeks flushed instantly, and they were drunk before drinking.

"The burning knives of this Huan's restaurant are also too strong. Drinking into the stomach seems to swallow a ball of fire. It burns from the throat to the stomach. How can sake and rice wine match?" One of them shook his head and shook his head. Say.

"Brother Zhao's words are very bad, the amber light is mellow and sweet, and the lamb is rich in wine and fat, which is not stronger than a burning knife? I have tasted it before, and it is like a poison. It is really unbearable. But the girl at home loves rose dew and wine so much, she told me to take some back before going out."

As they talked, they stepped across the threshold and walked into the shop. They saw the crowded front hall, and they were not in a hurry. After a glance around, they saw their book boy wave his hands again and again, apparently already occupying a position.

The ruddy-faced woman walked up to her and found that she was a regular customer. The smile on her cheek became more sincere, and she asked, "Dare to ask some distinguished guests what wine would you like?"

The man called Brother Zhao replied: "Auntie Qu, please bring a bottle of amber light, a bottle of burning knife, and pack a bottle of rose dew and wine, and just serve a few dishes."

Customers who frequent the Huan’s restaurant know that the two middle-aged women in the front hall seem ordinary, but in fact they are not easy to provoke. One of them is the biological mother of Mrs. Mingming, and the other is the mother of Zhen Guo Gong. Who can afford to offend? Due to this level of identity, no one dared to make trouble in the store.

To say that this town's grandfather has reached a level that no one knows no one knows in Da Zhou.

Four or five years ago, he was only a little-known guardian. Even if he was named a fifth-rank guerrilla general for his salvation, the real nobles did not take him in their eyes and regarded him as a guerrilla general. The soil buns from Bianzhou. In addition, the family members do not hesitate to show up for the money and run a wine shop in the city. Such a careless act is really not enough.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for General Huaihua to suffer an arrow injury during the battle. Fortunately, Huan Shen took on the heavy task and led his troops to guard Yanmen Pass, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Emperor Dehong was also a man of love. Originally, he was thinking of Huan Shen's life-saving action. In order to prevent young people from getting too eye-catching, he was named a fifth-rank guerrilla general. Now Huan Shen cut down the Huren prince. The head of the enemy defeated the enemy again and again, with the intention of surrendering. Your Majesty, Long Xin Da Yue, named him the Lord of the Town at the beginning of the month.

This kind of honor is truly unprecedented.

At this time Zhuo Lian was sitting in the steaming room. She had already prepared the cooking pot, put all the fermented raw materials into the pot, heated it with a slow fire, collected the water vapor, and became soju after cooling thoroughly.

Qingmei walked in with a wooden basin in her arms. The inside of the basin was extremely bright red. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that it was actually filled with tender rose petals with transparent drops of water on it. It was obvious that she had just cleaned it.

The rose flower lotion tribute by the big food country has the effect of beautifying and beautifying, even if the price is quite high, there are still many female customers who go to buy it. The rose dew sold in the wine shop is a type of shochu, but it is blended with a large amount of rose petals and supplemented by several medicinal materials with warming and nourishing effects. Eat half a cup a day, and it can be used for a long time. The woman has a ruddy complexion and fair skin.

Zhuo Yan also likes this kind of floral liquor, shaking the glass cup with her little hand, taking a sip.

Qingmei smashed the petals, poured all the soup and water into the pot, and said while busy working: "The slave and maid went around for a while. I heard that the army is about to enter the city. The old lady also asked someone to buy some. Venison, I plan to pick up the dust for my father-in-law."

Zhuo Lian shook her body, and barely spilled rose dew on the ground.

Calculating carefully, she hadn't seen Huan Shen for three years. She thought that this battle would not end easily. After all, the Hu Ren leader was quite ambitious. How could he be reconciled if he didn't bite Da Zhou's muscles and flesh and blood?

"My uncle stayed at the border and made great military exploits. It is also right to catch the wind and dust." The woman raised her head slightly and drank the rich red rose dew clean. This wine is mainly sold to female customers, and the stamina is far inferior to burning a knife. It's so big, it doesn't matter if you drink some during the day.

"Xueying is by the old lady's side. She has read every letter sent by her father-in-law. That person's thoughts on you haven't stopped for a moment. If you return to Beijing at this moment, if you don't make preparations early, I'm afraid you will be unable to resist it!"

After staying in the store for such a long time, Qingmei married Chi Zhong two years ago, and she no longer has those unreasonable thoughts, she is extremely loyal to Zhuo Lian, and worried that her father-in-law will persecute her master. A few sentences.

"You don't need to worry about anything. There are so many talented and beautiful girls in the capital. The confused thoughts of many years ago have probably been forgotten."

When he said that, Zhuo Lian really had this idea in his heart. Today, Huan Shen is no longer the nameless poor boy, and has transformed into the famous Zhen Guo Duke, what kind of beauty is not available, so why bother Do you want to focus on yourself?

Hearing this, Qingmei didn't mention how anxious she was. She was thinking about how to persuade her. The master had already walked out of the steaming room, but she hadn't finished her work and couldn't chase after her.

In the blink of an eye, it was night. Uncle Fu made a table of good food. Zhuo Lian sat beside Huanmu, looking at Huan Yun who was full of joy, then looked at Zhen Lin, who was calm, and asked with a smile: "A few days ago, Chen Madam came to the house and wanted to tell Lin'er a kiss. She has a cousin who is about the same age as you. She opened a cloth shop and she has a good character and appearance."

"Lin'er doesn't want to marry for the time being, so let's talk about it next year."

The girl's eyes were pleading, Zhuo Lian couldn't say anything, so he sighed.

Suddenly, there was a movement of Chi Zhong Yang Wu's salute outside the door. She followed the reputation and saw the door being pushed open from the outside. A tall and muscular man standing outside, wearing armor, his facial features did not change much, just There are more inconspicuous scars on the cheeks, and the whole person is like a sharp blade out of the sheath, which makes people breathless.

Huan's mother's eyes were red and she couldn't help but tears. She rushed to Huan Shen in a few steps, held her second son's hand tightly, and said with a trembling: "It's fine to come back. You come back safely. Mother can finally rest assured."

Huan Shen calmed the emotional mother and sister, and looked up at the young woman standing not far away.

I haven't seen him for three years, Zhuo Lian is as gorgeous as a blooming rose, whether it is snow-white skin or crimson lips, they are no different from the memory, which deeply attracted his attention.

"Niangmo is about to cry. Beware of hurting your body. This table of good dishes is made by Uncle Fu specially. When the venison is cold, it will be smelly. You can't ruin the good things."

Huan Shen helped Huanmu to take a seat. He picked up a piece of venison and squinted his eyes, saying unclearly, "Thanks to Lian Niang for taking care of the family for the past three years, you have bothered."

Zhuo Lian frowned slightly when he heard the young man calling himself "Lianniang" instead of "sister-in-law". Just about to correct his name, this person turned his head away, obviously not wanting to say more.

Zhuo Yan pursed his lips and ate quietly. Suddenly, a piece of roasted venison was placed in her bowl. The golden and crisp skin was oozing with a little bit of fat and a strong smell of meat.

She raised her head, and Huan Shen was smiling at herself, baring her white teeth. Doesn't this look like a horrified Zhen Guo Gong? It was not much different from the mountain lying in the courtyard.

Zhuo Lian had a poor appetite and couldn't eat much. It was enough to swallow a piece of venison leg.

After eating, Huan's mother took the two young ones out of the shop and noticed her son's sight. She shook her head, but finally did not stop her, and left on her own.

Huan Yun stretched her neck and looked back, and found that her second brother had been following her sister-in-law, her face was pleasing, but her sister-in-law had a cold face. Isn't she sulking?