Early in the morning, he rubbed someone's cold ass with a hot face, which made Zheng Liuyi very unhappy. Anyway, his father also saved Zhao Zhen's life, but he didn't expect it to be treated like this.

I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, is it because today's fortune is wrong? Zheng Liuyi never believed in this evil, so he simply went to visit Sikong Han Zhang's mansion.

When he arrived on the street, Zheng Liuyi let go of Wushuang's little hands full of sweat stains and asked, "Why are your palms so sweaty?" ”

"It's the first time I've come to such a big family, and I'm a little nervous when I look at their faces."

Zheng Liuyi took the backpack on Wushuang's body and said with a smile: "Why did the young lady of the Assassin Shi family become so self-conscious? Our Assassin Mansion is also the largest household in Yizhou, not much worse than them. Besides, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, maybe they will visit us at that time! ”

Yixi said with a smile on her face, and the haze on her face was swept away, and now she always feels extremely relieved when she stays by Zheng Liuyi's side, and she likes him more and more like his confident appearance.

Seeing Wushuang's smiling face, Zheng Liuyi was stunned for a few seconds, "Daughter-in-law, you still look good when you smile!" ”

"What are you going to do next?" Being so troubled by him, Wushuang's mood became even better.

"Let's not do it endlessly, this is to visit Sikong Han's house and see if we can have a lunch to eat."

"I see, it's almost closed!"

The two talked and laughed, and before they knew it, they arrived at the door of the Han Mansion. The Han Mansion occupies an area similar to that of the Zhao Mansion, but the gate is not as majestic as the Zhao Mansion, it is much more low-key, and there are not so many guards at the door.

Zheng Liuyi handed over the backpack to Wushuang, walked quickly to the door, and handed the name card to the guard.

One of the guards took the name post, bowed and saluted, "Son, please wait, the little one will go and report to my master." After speaking, he pushed open the vermilion lacquer door and walked in.

Wushuang glanced at Zheng Liuyi in surprise, and the implication was that the two seemed to be a little different.

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper walked out and bowed to Zheng Liuyi, "Let Zheng Gongzi wait for a long time, my master is waiting in the study, Gongzi, please come with me." ”

Entering the door, the two followed the butler through the winding corridor to the door of the study. The housekeeper bowed down and said, "Son, please come in, my master is inside." ”

After the housekeeper finished speaking, he said to Wushuang: "This little scholar, please come with me." ”

He saw that Wushuang was beautiful and extraordinary, and his words were also very polite.

actually didn't let the scholar in, which made Zheng Liuyi a little embarrassed, I don't know if Wushuang would feel inferior, and I knew that she would pretend to be a brother with her, but I don't know if this Lord Han knows that he has no brothers, and whether he will wear a goof.

Zheng Liuyi walked into the study and saw a man in his fifties kneeling in front of the bookcase, his hair was gray, and his eyebrows carried a bit of the majesty of a superior, but his face was a little haggard.

This is naturally Sikong Hanzhang, one of the three princes of the dynasty.

Seeing that Zheng Liuyi was coming, Han Zhang owed his body, smiled kindly at Zheng Liuyi, pointed to the couch opposite him, and said, "The old man is not in good health, and he couldn't greet the son in person, please forgive me." I wonder how your father Zheng has been doing lately? ”

Let the three princes of the dynasty greet me? I guess my coffee is not enough, right? Although these words were hypocritical, they really made Zheng Liuyi feel comfortable when he heard them.

"My father is in good health, my little nephew came to the capital for a trip this time, and my father specially asked my little nephew to bring health medicine to my uncle." Zheng Liuyi was not humble either, and sat down directly opposite Han Zhang.

Han Zhang stretched out his hand to take it and found that they were all some precious tonic medicines, as well as a small porcelain bottle with a small label on it: Requiem Pill.

Seeing this porcelain vase, a smile suddenly appeared on Han Zhang's face, "Successful refining?" Your father knew that the old man was not sleeping well, and once said that he would make a pill for me to help sleep. Alas, these old brothers are still reliable! ”

Han Zhang's natural friendship with Zheng Zongwen in his words made Zheng Liuyi feel very happy, although they didn't meet often, they remembered each other in their hearts, and they didn't dilute because of the mountains and rivers, this is a true friend!

"The little nephew thought that he might not be able to see his uncle today, but he didn't expect to see him. Uncle usually deals with national affairs, how can he be so idle today? Zheng Liuyi felt that a high-ranking official like him would inevitably have every opportunity, how could he be idle at home.

"Alas, it's hard to put into words. Nowadays, the saint's body is getting weaker and weaker, and all major matters in the court and China are decided by Situ Guochang alone. The prince of the East Palace indulges in sensuality all day long, and does not ask about political affairs. ”

Speaking of this, Han Zhang shook his head, and continued: "There are mostly Guo Chang's people in the court, who are smuggling around all day long, and the old man really can't stand it, and he has already said that he has been sick at home for more than ten days. Alas, out of sight and out of mind, out of mind, quiet down. ”

"I heard that Lord Taiwei Zhao personally led the troops to the battle, I don't know how the war is going on in Xiliang?"

This is what Zheng Liuyi is most concerned about, Han Zhang is in a high position, and he must know some insiders, so Zheng Liuyi made a tentative speech, I don't know if I can ask my eyebrows.

"This battle does not need Lord Zhao to go out in person, but the King of Jin above the court proposed, Guo Chang and others strongly recommended, Lord Zhao is in charge of military power, and he is also duty-bound."

Han Zhang's words flickered, perhaps because Zheng Liuyi was too young, and many words were stopped at the point, and he didn't want to say more. Zheng Liuyi is so smart, he naturally hears the sound outside the strings.

After chatting for a while, Zheng Liu got up and said goodbye as soon as he saw that he couldn't find anything new. Han Zhang kept it again and again, and Zheng Liuyi said that a friend was waiting at the inn, and he would come to greet his uncle another day.

Han Zhang couldn't force him to stay, so he had to go with him. Before leaving, Han Zhang personally wrote a book, ordering Zheng Liuyi to keep it, not to lose it, return to Chengdu as soon as possible, and hand it over to Zheng Zongwen to open it personally.

hid the letter close to him, and when he left the Han Mansion, Zheng Liuyi and Wushuang came to the street. Wushuang smiled and asked, "Zheng Gongzi, where is your free lunch?" ”

"Well, there was originally one, but if they want to separate the two of us, I naturally won't stay."

Zheng Liuyi made it up casually, this was just his speculation, but he said it so warmly that he couldn't help but hold Zheng Liuyi's arm.

The two returned to Kanglufang and saw that Xiao Chenyan had already prepared seven or eight out of ten.

Zheng Liuyi said to Xiao Chenyan: "In the past two days, Brother Xiao has worked hard!" What's missing? ”

"Without Brother Xian, how can I be today, Brother Xian, don't be polite to me. What is most lacking now is manpower, and when we are recruited, our store will be able to open. ”

After taking care of Wuxiangju for a period of time, Xiao Chenyan is extremely familiar with the operation of the restaurant.

"Let's go, take me to the kitchen to see, I don't know what the restaurants in the capital are used to cook."

Who knows that the kitchen in Beijing is not much different from that in Chengdu, and the cooking utensils are still mainly clay kettles and clay pots. Zheng Liuyi looked at it for a while, with these things, except for steaming and frying, I'm afraid I can't do anything else, right?

Looks like it's time to change the food culture here! Always steaming like this, Zheng Liuyi has already faded out of his mouth.