Ignoring Qin Bairui's broken thoughts, Zhong Zhuyu and Qin Bairui walked all the way back to the Hussar General's Mansion, returned the person to his butler, and then returned to his home, and suddenly felt tired of taking a child in his heart.

In Zhong's house, Duyun and the others had already knelt together with Zhuzhu, and when they saw Zhong Zhuyu coming back, they all looked at it cautiously, and stopped talking. But the most talkative Zhuzhu has been taught by Zhong Shuyu, and he didn't dare to speak at this time, and the other talkative Chunhe was still taking care of He Yu in the house, resulting in no one in the kneeling courtyard daring to speak.

What a family misfortune!

Zhong Zhuyu stiffened, sighed in his heart in an old-fashioned manner, and walked past them to the kitchen without looking.

I haven't even eaten for most of the day, how can any master be so miserable? Zhong Shuyu shook his head, and silently added another sentence to their guilt in his heart.

Seeing Zhong Zhuyu walking away, Hongclaw turned his head and whispered to Zhiyue: "I said that the first thing Miss must do when she comes back is to go to the kitchen, if you lose, you have to give me ten cents when you turn back." ”

Then he received a glare from Twilight.

Zhong Zhiyu came to the kitchen to be considered familiar with the road, and the cook was not surprised, and when she saw her, she enthusiastically moved out a large stone jar and introduced: "Miss, I can use stones to press the cabbage you asked me to pickle, counting the days should be almost the same, you can open it and taste it." ”

"Okay, then bring me a small dish." Zhong Zhiyu smiled happily and filled a bowl of pork bone soup and drank a few sips to warm his stomach, and then scooped himself a big bowl of sticky white porridge, and ate a mouthful of porridge and cabbage with the pickled cabbage brought by the cook.

Zhong Zhiyu, who was full of food and drink, touched his bulging belly, and sighed with satisfaction: Sure enough, it's not that the white porridge looks unappetizing, but that Chun and them are too appetizing with the white porridge!

So Chun and their accounts were added again.

Full of wine and food, and just solved a bad thing, Zhong Zhiyu only felt that the world was infinitely beautiful.

Look at the clouds, how slow they are drifting!

Look at the bird, how high it flies!

Look at that person again, how handsome he looks!

…… Well? Person?

Zhong Shuyu turned around sharply, and saw a very familiar young man sitting on the eaves of his kitchen, holding a braised pig's trotter in his left hand, carrying a pot of wine in his right hand, and a pair of legs hanging and dangling, looking very leisurely.

"Wine King?!"

After Zhong Shuyu recognized the person, he was so shocked that he almost had a full burp, and then carefully identified it, and exclaimed: "You actually stole my braised pig's trotters!" ”

The wine prince poured wine into his throat with his hand, coughed a few times, and jumped off the eaves with helplessness between his eyebrows: "How can the prince's theft be called stealing!" ”

"Ahh

Zhong Zhuyu was so angry that he stepped forward to take away the pig's trotters in his hand, and the wine prince didn't expect that she would come to grab the pig's trotters that he had gnawed several bites, and she was caught off guard for a while, but he didn't expect that this pig's trotters had a lot of oil, and it was too slippery, so Zhong Zhuyu just got the pig's trotters and fell to the ground with a slippery hand.

A pig's trotter landed alone on the ground of fine loess, splashing a thin layer of mud and sand, which looked so pitiful.

The wine prince was stunned, Zhong Zhiyu was also stunned, and after a while, the wine prince said with a little grievance: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, if you don't greet me, forget it, even the pig's trotters would rather be thrown away than given to me, it's too much." ”

"This is the lo-mei recipe that Aunt Qin left for me!" Zhong Shuyu frowned, and picked up the pig's trotters that had been coated with a layer of plaster: "I thought that Qin Bairui would be the first to taste it after it was marinated." ”

"Qin Bairui? That famous gentleman in Taixue? The wine prince showed a blank expression, and then suddenly remembered the relationship between the Qin family and the Zhong family, and said remediedly: "You two are friends of the world." ”

Zhong Shuyu glanced at him, as if he was thinking about whether his plan to stuff this pig's trotter back into the wine prince was not feasible: "Can he still become a famous gentleman like that?" Do you have any misunderstanding about the gentlemen? ”

The wine prince was silent, he and Qin Bairui had not met face-to-face, but he had heard of his perverse style, and when he heard Zhong Zhuyu's words that obviously protected Qin Bairui, he changed the topic, talked about the purpose of his visit, and said: "I am very sorry for your father's affairs, I am sorry that I came to visit you for so long." ”

Zhong Zhiyu's eyes moved away from the pig's trotters to look at him, a little confused: "It's your business that you don't come to see me, what's there to be sorry for." ”

The wine prince was silent again, the man who drank the wine, the friendship was sublimated so quickly. Since the last time he poured wine with Zhong Zhuyu, he regarded Zhong Zhuyu as a good friend, and now that his good friend's family has changed, he should come to visit.

But obviously Zhong Zhiyu doesn't think so, Zhong Zhuoyu only regards him as an ordinary friend who has no shelf, can speak on an equal footing, and has a wrong relationship, so naturally he doesn't have so many requirements.

As soon as the wine prince thought about it, he knew Zhong Zhuyu's thoughts, and thought that Zhong Zhuyu and Qin Bairui had only known each other for a few days recently, and they had come so close, so he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and explained to himself: "The court has not been peaceful recently, my identity is special, many pairs of eyes are staring at me, and your identity is also sensitive, so I didn't come here for the first time." ”

"Then why did you come here today, sneaking away?"

"yes." As soon as he got down to business, the wine prince put all his emotions behind him: "I heard that you went to see King Ning." ”

Zhong Zhiyu nodded: "I just came back from King Ning's Mansion." ”

The wine prince picked up the wine jug and took a sip, looked around, and said with a serious expression: "You'd better stay away from King Ning, King Ning is a little weird." ”

Eccentric?

Zhong Zhuyu looked at him with magical eyes: "Between you brothers, isn't it the best relationship between the emperor, you and King Ning, what is strange about King Ning?" ”

"It's hard to say."

The wine prince seemed to feel a little hot, and with a shake of his hand, he conjured a folding fan and shook it, bringing a cool breeze: "The imperial brother doesn't know about this yet, but I think he is strange." ”

Today, there were already two high-ranking and powerful people who told him that something was wrong with King Ning, which aroused Zhong Zhuoyu's curiosity, so he led the wine prince into the kitchen, closed the doors and windows of the kitchen tightly, and personally gave him a small plate of pickled cabbage and asked him to explain it in detail.

This treatment finally made the wine prince a little happier, so he expressed his doubts and confessions: "King Ning's reputation has been very good over the years, and there are even many talented and virtuous high-ranking officials who have volunteered to be his guests. ”

"What's weird about that? Isn't he a man? ”

"This is strange, these people who are full of praise for King Ning's gratitude have all changed in their families in their early years." The wine prince picked up a pickled cabbage with chopsticks, as if it was sour and spicy, lifted the wine jug and poured two more sips, unwilling to touch the chopsticks again: "Whether their family and friends are on fire, encounter with bandits or other accidents, the common denominator is that they are all dead." ”

When Zhong Shuyu heard half of it, he knew that this was King Ning's usual trick, and the people who were isolated and helpless due to the sudden change naturally put their hearts into the heart of King Ning, who was sending charcoal in the snow.

Fortunately, I found out in time, otherwise I don't know how many people would have died......

And the wine prince, who was sitting opposite Zhong Zhiyu and seemed to dislike pickled cabbage, didn't know that he had just escaped.