The man blushed and said: "There is the effect of the golden gun not falling, it is very powerful, in the previous dynasty, the Tartar Emperor did not know where to know that my ancestor had this unique skill, and I just let my ancestor send wine to the Mongolian Tartar Emperor?

Yang Zheng couldn't help but feel funny when he heard this guy boasting about himself, that Emperor Yuan Shun was lazy in political affairs, ridiculous in amusement, and created his own "Sixteen Days of Demon Dance", and the yin music in the palace is true, what is drinking the golden gun and not falling, while Yunyun, I am afraid that most of the ancestors of this guy boasted out, anyway, the Tartars have been driven out of the Central Plains, and there is no harm in inserting some bad words, but it is very beneficial to his own wine industry, this ghost trick, he has seen a lot in his previous life, and he is too lazy to debunk it, and said with a smile: "I can't imagine that this jar of wine has such an effect?" ”

The man is also a real person, he was a little scared just now, after talking for a while, he saw that the prince who was high in the past was not like the royal descendants who bullied men and women in the play, but he was very calm and easy to speak, and he couldn't help but be a little bolder, and his words were a little sharper: "Well, but this medicinal wine is brewed with the secret recipe of the ancestors, and it takes ten years for this wine to penetrate into the wine!"

"It takes ten years to penetrate, is it really fake?" Yang Zheng could hear the interest and couldn't help but be curious.

Liao Qing on the side saw Yang Zheng smiling all over his face, and secretly proudly, and said in his heart: "It seems that this prince does not seem to be as good as the legend in terms of wine, and today looking at his actions on the stage to the Li family girl and the Peng family girl, it is enough to see that our young prince is also a lustful lord, I am afraid that this gift is right?"

The man said: "Naturally it is true, even if the grass people have ten guts, they dare not deceive the prince, this is what my ancestors said, and the prescription is also recorded in this way?" Speaking of this, the shopkeeper Qiu blushed and said: "Don't hide it from the prince, my girls are very fierce on weekdays, but only in that little bit of, they are gentle to me in every way, and it can have this effect, all thanks to the spirits brewed by the grass people using the secret recipe of their ancestors!"

Yang Zheng heard this and felt a little bit of the taste of the evil sword spectrum: "If you want to practice this skill, lead the sword to gong!"

The man still gushed endlessly: "The grass people have listened to my father tell me since I was a child, but the grass people were still young at that time, and they didn't understand, and when the grass people grew to the age of fifteen, the grass people understood that the longer the medicinal taste of this medicinal wine, the best medicinal properties, for this reason, the grass people made this old wine with their own hands when they were fifteen years old."

"Fifteen years old, it seems that Shopkeeper Qiu still listens to precocious ones?" Yang Zheng joked when he heard it.

Shopkeeper Qiu didn't read much, so he didn't hear the joke in this sentence, but Liao Qing smiled: "This prince is also interesting?"

"The grass people are thirty-five years old, and this altar has also been treasured by the grass people in the wine cellar for twenty years, if it weren't for the fact that Lord Liao found the grass people yesterday, the grass people almost forgot that there is such an old wine?"

Yang Zheng didn't expect such a jar of old wine to be twenty years old, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, such an old wine can indeed be regarded as a good wine, and he can't help but be a little moved by a few sips of it occasionally, and he has a lot of conscience in some aspects.

Liao Qing had been watching Yang Zheng's expression from the sidelines, seeing him ask carefully, when he heard that this medicinal wine had been treasured for twenty years, his eyes were obviously brightened a little, this imperceptible detail, he saw it in his eyes, and he suddenly felt a little proud, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Shopkeeper Qiu, don't hurry up and put down the wine jar!"

Shopkeeper Qiu has been holding the wine jar in his hand, his arm strength is very strong, he has said such a long time, but he has never felt that his arms are tired and panicked, at this time after hearing this, he sighed, and gently put down the wine jar in his hand.

"Lord Liao, is this-?" Yang Zheng knew that this old guy was here to give him a gift, or asked pretendically.

Liao Qing clenched his fists and smiled: "A jar of old wine for His Highness to bring back to the mansion to taste and taste, isn't it a respect?"

"Is this guy really on the road?" Yang Zheng secretly praised and said, "Since Lord Liao is so gracious, if Lone refuses, it will inevitably hurt Lord Liao's kindness, so this old wine Gu will accept it?"

Liao Qing was still a little worried that the prince would not accept it when he came, but now seeing Yang Zheng like this, he nodded secretly and said: "Such a good thing is very good for men, the prince is so young, it's no wonder he doesn't like it?"

"Your Highness is polite, Your Highness has been working for the Jiangnan Canal for several days, a jar of water and wine is really nothing?

Yang Zheng's life safety on this trip is mostly Fan Zhong's responsibility, he will not leave Yang Zheng's left and right, at this time walked down the steps of the small building, inserted one hand into the ground, the palm of the hand gently shook the ground, the old wine was lightly turned high, Fan Zhong's right arm just hugged the wine jar, and the old wine was so lightly held in his arms.

When he saw Fan Zhong's hand, his eyes suddenly straightened, and he said in his heart: "The people around this prince are really powerful? “

Yang Zheng glanced at Fan Zhongxin with great appreciation and said: "This guy is quite good at finding opportunities to show off!

"In that case, thank you two guys?" Yang Zheng hugged his fists, lost a look at Fan Zhong, and was about to leave.

"Your Highness, wait a moment?" Seeing that Yang Zheng was leaving, Liao Qing suddenly remembered that he still had a gift in his arms, and hurriedly shouted.

"My day, wouldn't it be that I gave Lao Tzu a jar of old wine, and immediately asked Lao Tzu to do something, Lao Tzu, the prince, can't he really do it?" Yang Zheng scolded a few times, but still stood up with a smile, turned around and asked, "Lord Liao, is there anything else?"

Liao Qing reached into his arms and touched it, and was about to take it out, when he saw the shopkeeper Qiu beside him, and then looked at Fan Zhong beside Yang Zheng, he couldn't help but hesitate, and thought for a while: "Your Highness, can you speak further?"

Yang Zheng didn't know what the hell this Liao Qing was doing, but he just took a jar of old wine from someone else, and this affection still has to be given, and what his identity is, except for Yang Shiqi and others, no one knows, and he is not afraid that he will see the flaws, so he responded: "It's okay!"

"Your Highness—?"

Fan Zhong was responsible for Yang Zheng's life safety on this trip, and he couldn't help but be a little nervous, and he had to keep up with the wine jar.

Yang Zheng waved his hand to signal that he didn't have to follow.

Fan Zhong immediately stopped.

With his hands on his back, he followed Liao Qing to the side of the bamboo forest, which is where the boudoir of the eldest lady of the Li family is located.

The two walked to a remote place, Liao Qing looked back a few times, and saw that the two of them could not be seen from here, so he reached into his arms and took out the gift in his arms.

"What is this?" Yang Zheng glanced at it and didn't reach out to pick it up.

He is a fake prince fox and a fake tiger, but he can't do a real thing, he is afraid that he will receive a big gift from others and be dragged to do a big thing, so he is a little vigilant.

This Liao Qing is a personal essence, seeing Yang Zheng's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness misunderstood, Wechen heard that His Highness likes Danqing, and it happens that there are a few paintings of predecessors at home, Weichen Yu Danqing doesn't know anything, and putting it at home inevitably gives some elegance, and today I see His Highness Danqing's wonderful brush, so I want to give these paintings to His Highness——?"

"It's not asking for things, right?" Yang Zhenghu was suspicious, seeing the sincerity on Liao Qing's face, he thought for a while and said: "Lord Liao is too polite, I look at this picture scroll and the paper is extraordinary, but I am afraid that it is worth a lot of money, Lord Liao-?"

Liao Qing just wants to take the opportunity to give some gifts to His Royal Highness, and when he ascends the throne in the future, he will also pave some roads on his official career, so he will go to such great lengths to find such two excellent gifts, I can't wait for Yang Zheng to accept them immediately, that will give him a chance to resign, and he hugged his fists and said: "Your Highness is serious, this picture scroll is worth a thousand gold in the eyes of literati and ink writers, but in the eyes of Wei Chen and others who don't understand the picture scroll, no matter how precious the picture scroll is, it is also worthless, if it is placed on a high shelf, it is better to give it generously to people who know how to paint?"

Yang Zheng heard that he said it well, and couldn't help but feel funny and said: "There are more people in the world who know the picture scroll, I haven't seen you willing to give it away, Lao Tzu is just a fake prince, speaking of which is just to occupy this disguised face, if you know my identity, you may not be willing to give away this picture scroll, right?"

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't move his face, but was curious about the picture scroll in Liao Qing's hand.

That Liao Qing had already seen Yang Zheng's expression in his eyes, and just now he had seen that his curiosity was not small, so he said some high-sounding words, and then smiled without moving, and held up the scroll with both hands and said respectfully: "Please accept it from Your Highness?"

"My day, it seems that if Lao Tzu doesn't accept it, it seems that he has done something wrong?" Yang Zheng muttered, his heart was really a little moved, this picture scroll paper is old, at first glance, it is some years, such a picture scroll is placed in this era, it is not a problem to sell a thousand hundred and eighty taels, and it is said that in the materialistic era of the previous life, Yang Zheng is not interested in the picture scroll, but if you want to say silver, there is no reason not to love.

"This, this isn't very good, right?" Yang Zheng pretended to excuse himself.

Liao Qing still didn't understand the meaning of shirk at this time, and said in a more and more affirmative tone: "Your Highness, please accept it!"

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The second shift.,Let's see if we can make four more tonight.,Please give me motivation!