Seeing that Shen Qingyu's face was wrong, Meng Fu pondered and asked, "Childe, what's wrong?"

Shen Qingyu unhurriedly dropped the cup on the table, and every word was like pig iron: "The taste of this wine is exactly the same as that of our winery." ”

At this moment, even Meng Fudu's face changed suddenly.

After dealing with a few casual mouthfuls in Penglai Teahouse, the master and servant went to visit several families who had sued Yixing Liquor Shop before.

Originally, seeing her in a white brocade dress and an extraordinary demeanor, these families were very diligent, but they learned that she came from Chang'an, and she came for Yixing Winery, these families changed their faces and drove her out.

The last family, like this, was closed again.

"How can these people do this?" Meng Fu said angrily.

On the other hand, Shen Qingyu's face is not much better, judging from the attitudes of these people, there is definitely something hidden in this.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, these people have a tight-lipped attitude, and it is obviously impractical to start from here, so they can only think of a way.

As twilight approached, it rained again, and the sky was so refreshing that the sunset was beautiful.

In one of the largest breweries on South Street, the wine ladies are busy with their hands and feet, and the shop is filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Shopkeeper Yu came over to take a look, his heart was very uneasy, and when his heart was in turmoil, he took advantage of the gap to go out, and the place he went to was the sworn enemy of Yixing Wine Fang, Chengde Wine Factory.

Because of the winery business, Liu Shu set up a house in Jingzhou and used it as a foothold in Jingzhou.

Taking advantage of the fact that the market was not dispersed, Shen Qingyu took Meng Fu to buy some hawthorn fruits and sugar sand.

As soon as he returned to the house, Shen Qingyu took the things he bought back and plunged into the kitchen.

There were only the two of them in this huge mansion, and they didn't need to do anything if they were full of wine and food, so Meng Fu obediently walked to the kitchen and helped her start.

There were only two of them, and Meng Fu naturally changed his words: "Miss, what are you going to do?"

As she spoke, she picked up the ruddy hawthorn fruits from the water.

Shen Qingyu, who was boiling sugar sand, added a handful of firewood and smiled: "Make sugar gourds." ”

Meng Fu was puzzled: "What does Miss do when she makes sugar gourds?"

This girl has a lot of questions, she secretly held her forehead, and said patiently: "You'll know tomorrow." ”

She said so, but Meng Fu naturally didn't ask.

After making the sugar gourd, she and Meng Fu both ate a lot. To say that she was born as a peasant girl, her skills are still good, and she praised Meng Fu after eating one string after another.

The night is as cool as water, and there is no dream at night.

Along the moat, the dilapidated little teahouse was still open, and the old man was busy with his own work day after day, and on his stall, sitting was still the boring moonscape.

The early morning breeze carries a faint fragrance of tea, which makes people feel refreshed.

Meng Fu took a deep breath and looked intoxicated.

In the middle of the city, there is such a quiet place in the middle of nowhere.

Seeing the visitor, the old man called warmly and politely: "Childe is here." ”

Shen Qingyu nodded slightly with a smile on his face: "A pot of tea, a plate of peanuts." ”

"Childe, wait a minute. The old man said a word, and went to work.

Her eyes swept over the old god's presence and walked over, this time, instead of sitting at the same table with him, she sat at the table opposite him.

Seeing his eyes coming, she looked away without hurry, and turned her head to look at Meng Fu who was waiting on the side: "Fu'er. ”

Meng Fu willingly took out a string of attractively colored sugar gourds from the bamboo basket he was carrying.

She first handed the old man a string, and then walked to Yue Jingyu with a string.

"This son, this is what my son-in-law gave you. ”

Yuejing Yu crossed his legs like a second uncle, and his eyes swept over the innocent young man opposite him seemingly casually, and then fell on the string of sugar gourds in Meng Fu's hand.

"Take it. "The deep voice is as cold as the snow in August.

I really don't know what to do, Meng Fu's little face sank, and he was about to teach him a lesson, but he was stopped by Shen Qingyu in time: "Fu'er, come back." ”

Forced to suppress that mouth, Meng Fu glared at him viciously, and then obediently returned to her back.

Sheng Xiaohou, who was hidden in the shadows, clenched his fists, damn, that sugar gourd was made by the sick beauty he saw with his own eyes last night, he couldn't eat it, this person still dared not appreciate it, he was looking for death.

That night, Sheng Xiaohou took advantage of the dark night and high wind to steal Yuejingyu's residence, ready to teach people a lesson.

Yue Jingyu was about to turn off the lights to meet Zhou Gong, he never thought that there was a change outside the window, remembering the terrifying rumors in Jingzhou not long ago, his heart tightened, and he took down the sword hanging on the wall.

Completely ready for battle.

Sheng Xiaohou, who broke in through the window, was dressed in a black night robe, and most of his face was covered, revealing only a pair of eyes staring at the fierce light.

Seeing that it was a living person, Yue Jingyu's defenses around him were not reduced, and sometimes, the living were more difficult to deal with than the living dead.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency......"

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Xiaohou Ye rushed up without saying a word, carrying a cold sword.

This fight, neither of the two pleases, although Sheng Jingchen has excellent martial arts, but he is a little impetuous, although Yue Jingyu is not as good as him, but he is delicate, skillful and skillful, and can barely get a tie with him.

Finally, dawn came, and the sword entangled the two of them all night, exhausted from each other.

Yuejing Yujun propped up the table with a bruised face, staring at Sheng Xiaohou who was lying on the chair panting like a torch.

"You don't seem to have provoked Your Excellency, right?"

Sheng Xiaohou didn't get any favor, he was beaten with a sore feeling, and when he heard this, he swept over with a sharp eye: "You provoked the little master's people." ”

After dropping an ambiguous sentence, Sheng Xiaohou Ye jumped up and disappeared from the place where the window had just been broken.

Leaving the moon in a foggy state, he has been keeping to himself lately, and has not provoked anyone?

Liu Bei looked at the thatched cottage three times, just to ask Zhuge Liang to go out of the mountain to help him in his great cause, and Shen Qingyu looked at the tea stall three times, only asking for two words of guidance from Yuejing Yu Jinkou.

Looking at the blue on Yuejingyu's face, her expression was a little strange, this was someone seeking revenge? But this guy is drifting on the rivers and lakes, and there are indeed many enemies, so it is not surprising.

"I ask you, is it a good thing you did?"

Today, it is rare that Yuejingyu came up by himself, although the person who came was not good, but he came by himself.

Adhering to the good virtue of revenge, she did not give him a look, but turned her gaze silently.

Yue Jingyu finally realized this feeling of not being ignored, and forced down that breath, he gritted his teeth and said: "I ask ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed away by Meng Fu: "Why are you like this?"

Yuejing Yu was choked, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists and unleashed his ultimate: "As long as you answer the question I just asked, you can ask me a question. ”

Waiting for this sentence, Shen Qingyu smiled faintly at him: "Childe is asking me, did I send someone to do the injury on your face?"

Yue Jingyu clenched her teeth with a pale face, as if she was working hard.

Seeing this, she shook her head and replied very frankly: "If I had this ability, I wouldn't be running here every day." ”

A slight crack appeared on Yue Jingyu's face, and this was indeed reasonable.

"What do you want to ask?" he said, and sat down across from her.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes unfathomable..................

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