Feng Qingmo picked up the concentric knot and compared it on the phoenix robe, which actually reflected each other, although they were all red, they got along very well.

Baili Junyu also picked up the concentric knot in the mansion, but he couldn't stop giggling, and his eyes were full of the man's slender shadow.

But in one day, the news that the prince of Baili was going to get married spread all over the four countries, and the women in the boudoir who had always targeted him were crying and depressed.

I thought that sooner or later I would have some hope, stay at home, and practice hard as a female worker, but who knew that I heard this desperate news.

Women's jealousy is terrible, but fortunately, they still care about the identity of the other party's princess and know how to measure.

However, for a while, the three words Feng Qingmo still became a taboo in the circle of young ladies and princesses, and no one was allowed to mention it.

The people celebrated and decorated the long street in advance, and even their own houses were decorated with the rules of marrying a daughter.

So in the four countries, thousands of streets and thousands of houses, all the lights were lit, and the words were pasted on the windows, and it looked like a waving flame, igniting the whole winter, and the snow on the lining was red.

Zhao Qianmo learned the news, but he was not very happy, the power of the Baili Monarch was already huge, and now that he was united with the Fengluan Kingdom, wouldn't he, the emperor, be able to shake at any time?

According to the character of Baili Junyu, he will definitely be a puppet emperor in the future.

No, he would never allow that to happen!

Now he can only put his thoughts on the Wind Witch Clan, as long as he gets that peerless poison, let alone a hundred miles monarch, even if he adds the monarchs of other countries, he is not his opponent!

But who should we send?

Now that Zhao Yuxi is nowhere to be seen, and the second prince is a useless one, Zhao Qianmo naturally thought of the usually unknown third prince Zhao Yuyi.

Perhaps, cultivating him can be compared to Baili Junyu?

So just when Zhao Yuyi was still thinking about how to send someone to make trouble, he received an urgent summons.

The person sent was close to Zhao Qianmo, which was a treatment that Zhao Yuyi had never had.

He has always followed the normal process when he sees Zhao Qianmo, maybe it is common for Zhao Qianmo to be unhappy one day, and he was flattered by the sudden dispatch of henchmen this time.

So he didn't care about anything else, and immediately went to the palace non-stop.

Standing in front of the majestic and solemn palace, Zhao Haoyi straightened his waist this time, his head was no longer lowered as usual, and his eyes looked at the lines and gold on it calmly.

Seeing that Zhao Yu had arrived, the father-in-law at the door immediately greeted him and said anxiously: "The third prince." You can count it, the emperor is waiting for you, go in quickly. ”

Zhao Yusai didn't rush in, but looked at this flattering villain carefully, and sneered: "Has my father-in-law always been so kind? ”

He looked down on him so much at the beginning, he didn't even let him in, and the thorn was still very deep, not a smile and a few good words to perfunctory.

When Gonggong Xi heard that it was not good, when he heard that the emperor summoned Zhao Yuyi, he thought that he would be such a reversal of old accounts, so he still smiled on his face, did not change at all, and deliberately showed weakness: "Oh, you are a slave, who doesn't have a headache and brain fever for a while, the heart is good, but there is no smile on this face, and I hope the three princes will understand." ”

After speaking, he bent down and bowed, his father-in-law is also old, and he has been standing here since he was a teenager, and the clothes have changed from plain robes to green, blue, and now purple.

Zhao Yuyi was suddenly relieved, how could there be anyone in this palace who didn't worship the high and the low?

He is a prince, and he has to be bullied, not to mention the servants below, they are just poor people in this palace.

"Take care, father-in-law."

He walked over and said softly, Gonggong Xi suddenly turned around when he heard it, but when he saw such a majestic back, he sighed for a while, and now the three princes are different.

The golden dragon hovered over the long pillar, illuminating the entire palace with splendor and brightness.

Zhao Qianmo looked up at Zhao Yuyi walking up, but he didn't move or speak.

It seems that something is waiting for you.

Where does Zhao Yuyi have all this patience?

So he walked a few steps away from him and knelt down, his knees pressed against the cold ground, and the original heat in his heart was also penetrated.

"Sons see their father, long live their father, long live long live their father!"

The calm voice echoed in the main hall, I don't know whether it was deliberate or unintentional in this hall, there was not a single palace maid on duty, and the nineteen candles that were usually lit on a daily basis were also extinguished, leaving only a few trance fires.

"Well, let's get even."

Seeing that the backs of the kneeling people below were trembling, Zhao Qianmo was kind and ordered him to get up.

"Do you know why I called you?"

"I don't know."

Zhao Yuyi stood respectfully in front of this Ninety-Five Venerable, and the arrogance of Fang Cai had already been stimulated by the pain in his knees.

This is exactly what Zhao Qianmo wants.

"Do you know anything about the Wind Witch Clan?"

"Yes, I have heard a little, I don't know what my father means?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Haoyi's tone was still calm, but his eyes unnaturally glanced at Zhao Qianmo above, and Zhao Qianmo also happened to want to probe his expression.

The eyes met and quickly retracted.

They all know each other.

"The son will live up to his father's expectations!"

With this promise and holy decree, Zhao Yuyi went to the Guli tribe.

He needed the help of the Ancient Divine Doctor.

It's just that the old man has a very weird temperament, and it's hard to say whether he will help him.

It is said that the old man loves to drink, and it is best to bury his daughter Hong, who has been buried for eighteen years.

When he is old, he is still greedy for a woman's appearance, and he even has to drink wine, and the evening is not guaranteed to be a good adjective for him.

This most authentic daughter is none other than Zhao Xi, a prosperous town in China, called the wine capital.

Just look at the name and know that this is famous for its wine.

The spicy and sweet clear water walked all over the town, and the streets were repaired with deep terraces half a man high, through which the wine flowed.

It is served with a long spoon on the side, so you can drink it when you are thirsty.

Wine is something that men love and women hate, not because they hate the colorless and tasteless thing of wine, but because the husband comes home drunk and beats his daughter-in-law and scolds the child, it is really tireless.

For the husband, it is also the support of the family, and the woman will not be too harsh, so the crime falls on the wine who cannot speak.

But the women in the wine capital are different, and most of them are better at drinking than men.

Ordinary women usually stay at home, sewing and mending, and subsidizing the family, but the women of the wine city go out of the house early in the morning and compete at the wine table.

Three bowls will be looked down upon, and no one will praise them if they drink them in one jar, and the final winner is the person who sells the most money in the year.

Since most of the women participated, the men were in charge of making wine, so the most famous of this is the daughter red.

Zhao Yuyi was hooked by the combination of sweet, sour, bitter and salty into a strong breath.

As a prince, he couldn't drink most of the time, and of course he didn't like to drink much himself.

It's just that if you don't drink it, you can taste it, and as soon as you sniff it, he knows that this is his goal this time.

The daughter has brewed thousands of jars, from thousands of families, but the most popular is the wine made by Liu Jiu, the first drunkard in the wine city.

In the early years, he married his daughter-in-law and had no money, so he sold the altar wine, ten thousand gold, married his daughter-in-law, bought a storefront, and now started a wine business, but he hired people to buy and sell.

He is smart, he knows what is rare and expensive, and he also knows how to cherish the craft, and when there is a lot of wine, the full wine gentleman can taste how it is made.

What Liu Jiu hates most in his life is a wine gentleman, in the name of tasting, he drinks wine for nothing, and even drinks the formula and sells it, and he is a villain.

At this time, it should be when he doesn't go out of the door and doesn't step out of the second door, sitting at home in a daze.

When Zhao Yuyi asked the way and pushed open the unlocked door, his black beard was not cleaned up, his skin was as black as mud, and the drooping shabby blue robe made people wonder if there was a monkey hiding inside.

"Is it Mr. Liu Jiu?"

For the title, Zhao Yuyi struggled for a long time, he probably felt that he should be called Mr., the craftsman is worthy of respect.

He didn't know that this title had attracted him a lot of favorability, and Liu Jiu originally wanted to hang this strange person who suddenly arrived.

But I heard a sir.

It's been a long time since anyone called him that.

He never had the opportunity to call someone that that again.

The mysterious man in white who exuded a faint smell of wine, his master, also returned to the wine as he wished.

Wine burial is a special burial method that only people in Jiucheng can have, but his unknown master is not from Jiucheng.

No one knows where he came from, nor where he is going.

I don't know when, that white coat appeared next to the wine recess on the side of the street, staring at the flowing wine all the time, and without saying a word all day, just watching.

In the end, such a strange practice made the timid person report it to the city lord, he was afraid that this was a wine gentleman, and the handsome face in white could also describe a gentleman.

Moreover, he only drank the wine that was given for free, and did not inquire about the sale, which must have had another purpose.

He complained like this, but was scolded by the city lord, saying that he had misled the public because of his personal interests.

It's just that he thinks that people don't buy his wine, and he tastes so much, and he stands there blocking people, so he makes up a nonsense statement, isn't this using him as a knife?

It was naturally not easy to be the lord of the city, he did not go out in person, but sent Liu Jiu, the most scoundrel in the city at that time, to deal with it.

But it was this assignment that gave Liu Jiu an indissoluble bond.

"Hey, hey, you don't have to call me sir, I don't deserve that title yet."

Liu Jiu sighed, ended his state in a daze, stood up with his body bent, and walked slowly to a corner.

Zhao Yiyi saw the wine in the corner and couldn't help but start looking forward to it.

The smell of wine he smelled from the gate of the city was this altar.

Liu Jiu held the jar that was less than the size of a palm, kicked away the obstructive wood under his feet, and did not stop kicking until he moved in front of Zhao Yuyi.

The jar of wine in front of him is really not a jar, and the top of the sky is a small jar that can hold water.

Roughly estimated, two or three large mouthfuls are enough, and small bites are only ten.

"This is the top daughter Red?"

The top two words made Liu Jiu pull his face, and the wine in him was not divided into grades, only whether it was strong, spicy, or fragrant.

Whoever is good to drink and not drunk is good wine!

After grading it, the person who drank it naturally also scored the grade, so he became the master of making wine for others, and he didn't want to.

I can't get over this hurdle in my heart, and I'd rather give it to someone who knows how to drink than to put on face to those dignitaries and nobles who buy it for fame.