The pitching pot is marked by the spout of the wine, and the arrow is thrown at a certain distance, and the winner is determined by the amount of investment, and the loser is punished for drinking. They often play this game to help them drink.

Lu Xiaoxian is right, Li Xianhui is indeed incomparable to others in pitching pots.

Just when everyone was having fun, a delicate boat came from not far away, although the speed of the boat was slow, but the direction was undoubtedly towards them.

Lu Xiaoxian's eyes were good, and he saw a few yellow tassels flying in the wind on the boat, and behind the veil in the cabin, there seemed to be a figure.

The boat passed by the side of the painting boat, a breeze blew, and a corner of the gauze tent was lifted, Lu Xiaoxian saw clearly, Shangguan Wan'er was watching them.

Lu Xiaoxian thought about it for a while, and then he knew Shangguan Wan'er's intention.

He smiled slightly, and shouted at everyone: "That's the end of today, tomorrow, let's go to King Liang's Mansion to play polo." ”

The crowd applauded in unison.

Wu Yanji said: "Master Lu, I have something to do tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to go!" ”

Li Chongrun exclaimed: "What is more important than playing polo? You have to go! ”

Wu Yanji hesitated.

Wu Chengsi has been bedridden, and Lu Xiaoxian guessed that Wu Yanji was worried about his father's condition, so he refused.

"You'd better go! Let's be lively together! Li Xianhui on the side also persuaded.

"Alright then!" Wu Yanji finally agreed.

Li Chongrun shook his head and said, "It's still my sister's words that work, you guy, you are really a heavy color and a light friend!" ”

Li Xianhui was annoyed when she heard this, and couldn't help but sneer: "Brother, what are you talking about?" ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

……

After listening to Shangguan Wan'er, Wu Zetian asked, "Who are they?" ”

Shangguan Wan'er came one by one, "Wang Yanji of Nanyang County, Wang Yanxiu of Huaiyang County, Wang Chongxun of Gaoyang County, Shao Wang Chongrun, Wang Chongjun of Yixing County, Wang Longji of Linzi County, Xianhui of Yongtai County, Bao'er of Anle County, Chongjian of Yingguo Gong, plus Lu Xiaoxian, a total of ten people!" ”

Wu Zetian said strangely: "How can this Lu Xiaoxian have such a great ability, how can he bring so many royal children together?" ”

No wonder Wu Zetian felt strange, Wu Yanji, the king of Nanyang County, and Wu Yanxiu, the king of Huaiyang County, were the sons of Wu Chenghei, Wu Chongxun, the king of Gaoyang County, was the son of Wu Sansi, Li Chongrun, the king of Shao, Li Chongjun, the king of Yixing County, Li Xianhui, the lord of Yongtai, and Li Bao'er, the lord of Anle County, were the children of Li Xian, Li Longji, the king of Linzi County, was the son of Li Dan, and Xue Chongjian, the prince of Yingguo, was the son of Princess Taiping, and these people were basically the most noble royal relatives.

"I think it's weird too!" Shangguan Wan'er wondered, "Anyway, these people all listen to Lu Xiaoxian!" ”

"What do they play besides catapulting and pitching?" Wu Zetian asked very carefully.

"Shuanglu, Liubo, Zangpu, Tibetan Hook, Grip Lance, Long Row, Shooting, Dustpan, Cockfighting, they play almost anything!" Shangguan Wan'er added, "By the way, there is also polo. Tomorrow they will make an appointment, Shen Shi will go to Liang Wangfu to play polo! ”

"If you don't learn, you can't do it!" Wu Zetian couldn't help but shake his head.

When Emperor Taizong was young, he also loved to train eagles, walk horses, gamble, and hit balls, but after becoming the emperor, he no longer indulged himself, Taizong knew that the emperor's every move could not be rash, the so-called "King Chu has a thin waist, and the palace starved to death". The difference between a bright king and a faint king is whether to suppress or indulge one's hobbies.

Lu Xiaoxian took a group of imperial relatives to have fun every day, of course, it is not a good thing.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't know what Wu Zetian meant, and was worried that Lu Xiaoxian's actions would cause Wu Zetian's dissatisfaction, so she cautiously suggested: "Why don't I inform Lu Xiaoxian and ask him not to mix with the kings anymore?" ”

"No need! It is a good thing to be able to bring all the kings together, so let him go! Wu Zetian's tolerance towards Lu Xiaoxian made Shangguan Wan'er a little unexpected.

Wu Zetian pondered for a while, grabbed one of Shangguan Wan'er's hands and asked, "Wan'er, tell me, after I am 100 years old, can Xian and Dan and my Wu nephews and grandchildren live in peace?" ”

Shangguan Wan'er thought for a while and said, "Maybe." ”

Wu Zetian shook his head, his face was gloomy, and said: "With the current situation, I am afraid that the crown prince and Zhuwu will not be compatible after I am 100 years old, and I am afraid that my nephew and grandson of the Wu clan will have no place to die for the Tang clan in the future." ”

"No, I think the prince and Xiang Wang Dan have a very docile personality, not like the master who wields a knife to kill people at every turn."

Wu Zetian was silent for a while, and said: "Although the second son is good, there are outsiders to provoke it, I must first come up with a strategy to ensure that after a hundred years, the second son and my nephews can still coexist and prosper together." ”

Speaking of this, Wu Zetian changed the topic and mentioned Li Wu's oath again: "Wan'er, tell me, did Lu Xiaoxian's idea last time work?" ”

This time, Shangguan Wan'er learned wisely, and hurriedly nodded: "Your Majesty, this idea is too good, it is really a good way to do both." It can maintain the national fortune of our Great Zhou Dynasty for a long time, and allow future generations to coexist peacefully. ”

"Wan'er, you can arrange this matter, it must be grand. Choose a zodiac auspicious day to order the prince, the king, the princess of Taiping and Wu Chenghei, Wu Sansi and other martial arts as the oath, swear never to offend each other in the future, coexist and prosper, tell heaven and earth in the Ming Hall, the iron coupon of the inscription! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wan'er agreed.

……

In the afternoon, he was going to Liang Wangfu to play polo, and Li Chongjun was too lazy to eat in the palace at noon, so he sent someone to call Lu Xiaoxian to have lunch in the autumn wind.

According to the gambling contract, Wang Hufeng's Zuixiaolou became Lu Xiaoxian's third autumn wind breaking new restaurant, and Zhan Kui also became the head chef of Qiu Fengpo's new restaurant.

Now that the autumn wind is famous, it has become the hottest place in the south market, but all the characters who have a little head and face will set a seat on the autumn wind and come to eat every day. It's the downstairs lobby, and it's also when there is no empty seat.

Upstairs with a window seat, you can see the street view.

Li Chongjun sat in the concubine and waited for Lu Xiaoxian, looking down in boredom, leaning towards the window and playing juggling.

Occasionally, there is a plump blond orchid, wrapped in brocade silk, and it seems that it will not be tired of spinning, and the more it dances, the more it dances, the more it expeditious, revealing a large section of fair skin.

Li Chongjun was so engrossed that he didn't notice that there was an extra person around him.

This is an old man in his fifties, he brought a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings and put it on the table, and then stared at Li Chongjun's waist and kept looking.

After a long time, Li Chongjun finally couldn't help it: "Who are you?" What to do? ”

The old man stared at Li Chongjun intently, and said lightly: "I am the chief chef here, my name is Zhan Kui, your sword is good, I want to buy your sword!" ”

Li Chongjun couldn't help but feel funny when he heard it, he used to be a swordsman, specializing in killing people for a living, and most of the people who saw him draw his sword are no longer in this world. Although he is no longer a swordsman because of Yu'er, this ruler grapefruit sword has not left his body for a moment, and in the eyes of outsiders, this seems to be the same as jade pendants and sweat towels, but it is just an ordinary ornament on the waist.

Li Chongjun knows that this sword is a testimony to the pride and arrogance of drinking and singing in the past. Although it is a small sword, it is not more than a foot long, but the whole body glows with a faint blue fluorescence, and the iron is sharpened like clay. In the past few years, the sword has never been unsheathed, and the obvious sword qi has gradually converged. The other party didn't know this sword, otherwise how could he dare to come forward so boldly to ask for it?

"That's weird, you're a cook, what are you buying my sword for?" Li Chongjun's hand was pressed to his waist unfreely, and his fingertips touched the cold hilt, and the sword was still there.

Zhan Kui was impatient, and stomped his feet: "Are you selling or not selling?" ”

There is such an interesting cook in this autumn wind, Li Chongjun smiled, and slowly sandwiched a crystal shrimp dumpling.

Zhan Kui watched Li Chongjun swallow the shrimp dumplings in one bite, and suddenly asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

This voice seemed extremely earnest, and Li Chongjun's heart moved faintly, and said: "Lu Gongzi's autumn wind is naturally delicious. ”

Zhan Kui looked at the pink shrimp dumplings and blood-purple mille-feuille cakes on the table, and muttered, "You, come with me." ”

The tone was low, very different from before.

Lu Xiaoxian had not arrived for a long time, Li Chongjun was already a little impatient, and now he was messed up by this cook, so he naturally felt a little awkward, but seeing his solemn face, he couldn't help but put down the cup and spoon, and followed him off his seat and down the stairs.

The back hall room of the autumn wind is very large, and it is divided into cold food department, hot food department and flower point department according to the different processing processes.

Although Li Chongjun likes autumn dishes, he has never been to the kitchen to see what is going on.

Zhan Kui led Li Chongjun to stand in front of a small room in the deepest part of the room, pushed the door in, but it was a clean and clean small stove, a three-foot square food preparation table, on which were neatly lined up several white porcelain shallow bottom open small bowls, which were diced pineapple, honey burnt banana paste, olive cabbage and meat, shrimp and crab fillet and other different ingredients, a good white and soft dough piled up in the middle of these small bowls.

Zhan Kui washed his hands, gently rolled up his sleeves, bare his dry arms, pulled a section from the dough, and began to knead it, with extremely quick movements.

Li Chongjun saw that his movements were very skillful, and couldn't help but ask, "...... are you?"

Zhan Kui didn't even raise his head, and said casually: "These days, I learned a Tianzhu pasta. ”

Li Chongjun leaned against the door, watched Zhan Kui grease his hands, pressed this small piece of dough into a cake with his palm, and then held the edge of the dough and shook his hand out. Although the dough cake was small, it was extremely tough, and it suddenly flew out in the direction of Zhan Kui's hand.

Seeing that he was about to get rid of his hand, Zhan Kui didn't even blink his eyes, saw the momentum of the dough, pressed his wrist slightly, held the ten fingers on the edge slightly loose, and then buckled it inward, and then took the whole noodle back. Compared to before the shot, the dough has more than doubled in size. Without waiting to stay in his hand, he threw the bread out again.

This time it seemed to use a force or two, and the cake swirled and tossed diagonally, and the tiger made a sound, paused in the air, and then struck downward.

Li Chongjun didn't frown when he saw Zhan Kui, he closed his palms together, cut it out diagonally, and put it on the edge of the cake together. Immediately, his arms shook, and his palms were staggered by a few inches, and he pressed the cake onto the board one after the other.

This thin cake is twice as big as the last time?