Xie Daoyong sat on the host and guest seats, looked at the dishes on the table three or four times with chopsticks, and muttered: "This dish has changed its taste." Saying that, he sandwiched a chopsticks and wine stewed meat and tofu, squinted his eyes and tasted it, and was full of praise: "I caught up with the dishes given by the emperor, and my eldest brother also likes to eat this?"

Xie Daozhong was stunned, and hummed a "hmm" in his voice.

Xie Daozhong has a wife and three concubines in the inner court, and has two sons and three daughters under his knees. After three rounds of drinking, the eldest girl Wanlan took her two younger sisters Wantian and Wanxian to toast to her uncle who met for the first time, and the three girls stood at the table under the candlelight, beautiful like a colorful spring picture, and even Xie Daozhong, who had been with a straight face, smiled, Xie Daoyong drank a glass of wine with a smile, and asked the eldest daughter who was the first to go: "How old is Ah Lan this year?"

Wanlan put down the cup, sat back on the chair and smiled softly: "Didn't I just learn to walk when you left, you haven't come back for eighteen years, won't I be nineteen? If you don't come back, I should get married." ”

Xie Daoyong laughed and raised his glass to Xie Daozhong and his wife: "This girl is sharp-toothed, this is to blame me, an uncle, for not coming back for a long time." Girl, look at your father's face that looks like the bottom of a pot when he sees me, do I dare to come back, I, I finally came back, and you began to accuse me again. ”

"How dare I accuse you, if you are unhappy again, and you don't come back for seventeen or eighteen years, I won't be a sinner. Wanlan answered the phone neatly and instructed the maidservant who was waiting for dinner, "Go and pour another glass of wine for the second master, and count it as my reparation." ”

The maidservant stepped forward as she said, Xie Daoyong smiled and drank another glass, changed the topic, and asked, "Does Ah Lan want to go out and have a look?"

Wanlan said: "Are you saying that you are out of the house? how can you not be out of the house, I ......"

"I'm talking about Zhenjiang," Xie Daoyong interrupted her: "The girl's family will grow in knowledge by walking around, and if you live in Xie Mansion for a lifetime, you will be able to see the books in the house." ”

"Uncle is not right," Mrs. Qin pursed her lips and smiled, put the soup spoon in her hand back into the small soup bowl, and intercepted Xie Daoyong's words, "The girl's family is showing up everywhere, what does that have to be." ”

Xie Daoyong sighed and said, "Sister-in-law's idea is really the same as that of eldest brother, but the way of the world outside has changed, if you ......"

"Daoyong, eat well. Xie Daozhong knocked on the plate with chopsticks, his expression was flat, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.

Xie Daoyong put down his chopsticks and said to the servants waiting in the house, "You all go down." ”

His face, which had been smiling since he stepped into the gate of Xie Mansion, finally sank, showing a somewhat serious appearance: "Big brother, I have something very important to discuss with you when I come back this time, you haven't been out of Zhenjiang for a long time, and you don't know what to do outside...... It's about to change. ”

The originally warm atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Mrs. Qin subconsciously looked at her husband beside her, Xie Daozhong still looked unhappy and angry, but the hand holding the chopsticks was covered with white bone joints. It was the first time Xie Huai'an participated in such a discussion, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, very strict, but Xie Huaichang beside him looked indifferent, as if everything he said at the dinner table had nothing to do with him. Wanlan opened a pair of glowing eyes, her smile contained a taste of eagerness, and she excitedly pulled the sleeve of her second sister Wantian. Wan Tian took a sip of tea with her hand in her mouth, and patted her sister's hand soothingly. The room was silent, only the youngest Wanxian looked at Xie Daoyong blankly, and wondered: "Uncle, what do you mean that the sky is about to change?"

Xie Huai'an said in a deep voice: "Wanxian, don't talk too much. ”

Xie Daoyong smiled gently, and explained to Wanxian kindly: "It's not the one who can really call the shots." ”

Wanxian thought for a moment and asked, "Isn't it the emperor who lives in the palace now?