Chapter Forty-Six: Trouble Continues1

The clouds in the distant sky gradually faded but there was still afterglow, the red lights and red silk hanging on the eaves corridor pillars nearby, and the sound of silk and bamboo was mixed with the sound of congratulations and cups colliding, a joyful and prosperous image.

Compared with the bleak and lonely Nuanxiang Pavilion, the front yard of Zhufu is brightly lit and full of people.

The time has just arrived, the sunset will set in the west, and countless red lanterns have been hung high under the eaves of the eaves of the Zhu Mansion, reflecting a joyful color all around, and there are faint human voices, silk and bamboo sounds.

Dozens of large round tables were arranged in a staggered manner in the wide courtyard, each round table was full of guests, some of the round tables were even crowded with eleven or twenty or three people, and only a few round tables close to the main table belonging to the high-ranking officials and nobles of the imperial court sat relatively relaxed.

According to the folk customs of Daliang, the wedding banquet dishes are generally between ten and sixteen. There are ten ways for commoners, and there can be no less, and sixteen ways for the top rich and noble, no more.

The wedding banquet in Zhufu has a total of 16 dishes on each round table, 6 cold dishes, 8 hot dishes, a hot soup and a dessert.

As for the dishes of the wedding banquet, tsk! It's almost time for the royal wedding banquet.

The six cold dishes are: "Cold Lettuce", "Old Vinegar Peanuts", "Cold Ear Silk", "Three Silks", "Fragrant Sesame Duck Feet", "Spicy Oxtail".

The eight hot dishes are: "Lion's Head with Chicken Sauce", "Flavored Lamb Scorpion", "Fresh Mushroom Duck Tongue Palm", "Tea-flavored Beef", "Stir-fried Peas with Duck Egg Yolk", "Pan-fried Eggplant Slices", "Mapo Tofu", "Squirrel Mandarin Fish".

The two soups are: "Chicken stewed with mushrooms" and "Rock sugar white fungus soup".

These dishes alone are actually nothing, the most important thing is that there are two large jars of fifty-year-old Du Kang on each table!

This Du Kang is one of the best wines in the world!

There are poems that say: "How to solve worries, only Du Kang", "Du wine frequently persuades, Zhang Li does not seek outside", "The general road forgets worries with Du Kang, and the wine is more unforgettable" and so on.

In the Tiancheng Continent, fifty years of Du Kang, even if it is described as a thousand gold altars, it is not an exaggeration!

This is also the Zhu family's rich background, if it is changed to an ordinary businessman, and he can take out ten altars and fifty years of Du Kang at a time, I am afraid that I will not be able to find a single household after rummaging through the Tiancheng Continent!

At this moment, Zhu Zimo, who was wearing a crown with inlaid treasures, wearing a wedding dress with embroidered gold silk auspicious patterns, and stepping on gold silk multi-patterned boots, was red from head to toe, holding a wine jug in one hand and a glass in the other.

The cups touched, and Zhu Zimo accepted the congratulations from every guest with a smile.

After a long time, he finally returned to the main table after toasting the guests at each table, and before Zhu Zimo had time to take a breath and rest, some guests took the initiative to walk to the main table and toast him.

"Second young master, today is your newlywed wedding, I won't say much about this nonsense, I wish you and your wife a hundred years of good together, and grow old together!

Raise your eyes, people who don't know each other, they should be nearby neighbors or guests in the family's business!

Then, smiling politely but distantly at the guest, Zhu Zimo raised his hand and raised his glass to drink the mellow brew in the cup.

"The Second Young Master is really a good amount of wine!!Don't just care about the feast, everyone has come to congratulate the Second Young Master on his wedding!" the guest laughed loudly.

With the greeting of the guest, more guests left the table one after another and ran to the main table to chase Zhu Zimo to toast, which meant that the groom would not give up without getting drunk.

Although Zhu Zimo has always had a good amount of alcohol, he couldn't stand so many guests toasting him, and gradually, Zhu Zimo became a little drunk.

Zhu Zimo belongs to the kind of person who can't drink and can't make a face, even if he has drunk no less than two large jars of Du Kang wine at the moment, except for his footsteps being a little vain, Zhu Zimo's face is not very different, and he can't see that Zhu Zimo is actually drunk.

Lin Xiaoyang, who had been sitting on Zhu Zimo's right hand side, concentrating on "fighting" with a large table of wedding banquets, finally raised his head at this moment.

Glancing at Zhu Zimo, who was half-drunk and not drunk, he was using his internal force to force the strength of the wine, Lin Xiaoyang poured himself a cup of Du Kang and drank it carefully.

Lin Xiaoyang didn't mean to block the wine for his second senior brother Zhu Zimo, compared with Zhu Zimo, Lin Xiaoyang's drinking power was simply unsightly, if Lin Xiaoyang could go to block the wine for Zhu Zimo, then Lin Xiaoyang's ending would only be very bleak......

This has to start from a certain day eleven years ago, when Lin Xiaoyang was only twelve years old, his eldest brother was fourteen years old, and his second senior brother was thirteen years old.

Lin Xiaoyang has always known that his senior brother and second senior brother are extraordinary, although they are both senior brothers, it is not as good as when he went to Qinshan since he was a child, this is the first time he has gone down the mountain.

Lin Xiaoyang's two senior brothers actually have very little time to stay on Qinshan, and only spend a period of time on Qinshan in June and July of the year, and the rest of the time his two senior brothers stay where they should be.

Although Lin Xiaoyang's two senior brothers did not spend much time on Qinshan, Lin Xiaoyang's master never relaxed his teaching of his two senior brothers.

On the contrary, it was Lin Xiaoyang, the third junior brother who had never been to Qinshan for eighteen years, and his master had to be more relaxed.

It was also because of Master Lin Xiaoyang's relaxation that it led to the occurrence of that incident.

Lin Xiaoyang especially remembered that his senior brother brought two large jars to him that afternoon, and Lin Xiaoyang curiously asked him what the jar contained, but his senior brother smiled mysteriously and said that if he wanted to know what it was, he would taste it himself.

Lin Xiaoyang followed his master to Qinshan at the age of five, and had been on Qinshan for seven years at that time, during which Lin Xiaoyang had never seen his master drink anything other than seeing his master drinking tea or the morning dew of bamboo leaves that his master ordered him to collect personally, so Lin Xiaoyang didn't know what wine was at that time.

Driven by curiosity, and at the same time under the encouragement and instigation of his dear senior brother, Lin Xiaoyang drank seven teacups of wine for the first time.

At that time, as soon as he drank the first sip, Lin Xiaoyang was choked by the strong smell of wine, and Lin Xiaoyang's senior brother was next to him and laughed at Lin Xiaoyang for being useless.

Lin Xiaoyang didn't know what was wrong at the time, he was provoked by his senior brother, and he actually poured seven teacups of wine in a row!!

As a result, it is conceivable that a yellow-haired child like Lin Xiaoyang, who has never touched alcohol and doesn't even know what wine is, was drunk for three whole days by the mellow "Lotus Leaf Qing" in the seven teacups.

Three days later, when Lin Xiaoyang woke up, what he saw was his master's white expressionless mask face, and then, Lin Xiaoyang was punished by his master to kneel for three days.

Although in the following years, Lin Xiaoyang would also drink a little wine brought to Qinshan by his senior brother from time to time, and the amount of alcohol became more and more growing, but Lin Xiaoyang never drank too much.

Just because Lin Xiaoyang's master said something at the time, Lin Xiaoyang has always remembered it in his heart until now: "If you drink two more cups at that time, I am afraid that your little life will be directly explained!"

Therefore, the experience told Lin Xiaoyang that the wine thing can only be drunk two or three glasses meaningfully, too much, but it will be fatal!

"Lord Yue, why don't you see Ling Lang's figure??" The sudden sound in his ears made Lin Xiaoyang, who was holding a wine glass and tasting it carefully, couldn't help but prick up his ears.

Lin Xiaoyang glanced at the direction from which the voice came from out of the corner of his eye, which was issued by an old man in a light gray Confucian robe, about fifty years old, with half-white hair and beard, who was sitting at the same table as him and sitting on his right hand.

The old man was slightly emaciated, with a melon seed face, slender eyes, a slightly straight nose, thin lips, and inevitably many folds at the corners of his forehead and eyes.

This person is Chen Yang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

"The dog can't come here because of official business temporarily, thank you Lord Chen for thinking about the dog!" The answer was an old man who was about the same age as Chen Yang who was talking to him in a dark green loose robe wearing a dark green loose robe.

Different from Chen Yang who asked the question, the old man who answered the question was sturdy, with a round face, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, a not very straight nose bridge, and slightly thick lips, but he had a small goatee on his chin that did not match his appearance.

Although the corners of the old man's forehead and eyebrows are inevitably slightly wrinkled, at first glance, it gives people a feeling of "especially dancing on the battlefield, and not losing the young in their prime".

The old man who answered this question was none other than Yue Qing, the secretary of the Ministry of War, who is currently the father of Yin Yue Qu Ji of Jingzhao.

I only heard Chen Yang ask again: "The first day of the first month of next month is the ninth birthday of Yue Yan, my grandson! I wonder what arrangements Lord Yue plans to make?"

Yue Qing stroked the small handful of goatee under his chin, thought for a moment and said: "I don't plan to make any arrangements, it's just a birthday, every year, the family can get together for a family banquet, if the banquet is for guests, it is too troublesome and easy to attract good things." ”

Chen Yang nodded knowingly and agreed: "Also, the DPRK and China are not peaceful now, no matter what, it is better to avoid its edge." ”

After a pause, Chen Yang seemed to remember something again, and said to Yue Qing: "August 15 of this year is a ten-year gathering of nine countries, and the prince has always been there in previous years, but in recent years, the prince is not in good health, and the princess is finally pregnant, I don't know how the emperor will arrange it this year." ”

Yue Qing replied with a light smile: "Lord Chen is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, he should worry about this ten-year gathering of the Nine Kingdoms, after all, it is a gathering once in ten years, and the meeting gifts for the other eight countries will still be fully prepared at that time." This ceremony is not easy to prepare, Lord Chen estimates that he will be busy for a while, but I don't need to participate in it, and everyone knows the rules of the Qinshan gathering. ”

At the end, Yue Qing added: "As courtiers, let's wait for the emperor's order!"

After speaking, Yue Qing ate the banquet quietly and did not say a word, and if someone toasted him, he would return with a smile.

Seeing that the two old men who called each other no longer said anything, the other people at the table who had been obedient with their ears pricked up continued to eat and drink, but they all closed their mouths in unison.

In this regard, Lin Xiaoyang put down the wine glass in his hand without feeling much, and lowered his head to "fight" with the wedding banquet in front of him.