Groove ...... Groove !!

Song Qingyi looked at the dagger at his neck, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak, what kind of trouble was he going to make if he pulled out the knife without saying a word? !

"No...... No, calm down, bro!! The blade was sharp, and if she didn't pay attention to it, she could cut through her little neck, Song Qingyi broke out in a cold sweat, and secretly cried out for help in her heart.

"I'm not anyone's person, I am, I'm ......" She tried to reason with Meng Yu with a white face, but the latter ignored her at all, and wanted to force out who was behind the scenes.

Song Qingyi died in depression.

"No, are you stupid! I helped you, if you don't appreciate me, forget it, and suspect that I am a spy, I am a spy, so why not provoke the relationship between your monarchs and ministers, it is best to make you unable to go to the battlefield for the rest of your life, the enemy army invaded, wouldn't it be faster for me to take advantage of the situation and sit in and reap the profits of the fisherman? ! ”

Song Qingyi puffed out his cheeks, and his angry mouth did not choose to speak, this product is definitely a lack of brains!

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, and felt that what she said made some sense.

"Ahh

Just when he was hesitating and helpless, there was a sudden sound of broken bowls and cans at the door, accompanied by a scream, and he rose up at the right time.

Following the sound, I saw Zhao Qingyue standing at the entrance of the courtyard, covering her mouth with her hands, looking at the two people with knives in front of her with horror on her face.

Before the two of them could react, Zhao Qingyue had tears in her eyes, ran over with her skirt in a few steps, and bowed to Meng Yu, "General Meng, Qingyi is not a spy!" It's not a spy! I...... The old slave has knelt down for you, please don't hurt her! ”

Zhao Qingyue knelt straight under the bewildered gaze of the two, her frightened eyes filled with tears.

"Aunt Qing, hurry up......"

Song Qingyi frowned, wanting to reach out and help the person up, but Zhao Qingyue didn't give her a chance, her hands fluttered twice, and she kowtowed a few times in a row, and said in a slightly sad tone:

"I didn't expect that after so many years, I still haven't been able to hide it, general, it's really not an ordinary person, Qingyi is indeed not an ordinary person, but he is definitely not a spy! She...... She is the eldest lady of the Qinchang Marquis Mansion, I am the personal maid Qingyue under the lady back then, if the general does not believe it, you can go to look at the old bottom of the Qinchang Marquis Mansion, and you will know it at a check. ”

A touch of sadness flashed in Zhao Qingyue's eyes, she seemed to think of something, and the sadness in her eyes gradually turned into anger: "After Mrs. died of illness, Aunt Houfu took the throne, in order to seize power, she wanted to kill Miss three times and twice, so I had to escape with Miss and live a secluded life incognito.

General, for the sake of Miss who has also helped you, spare Miss, she is innocent. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingyi was surprised and emotional, he didn't expect the original owner to have such a layer of life experience.

This Qinchanghou Mansion is nice to say, but in fact, it is not a place where people eat people and don't spit out bones like those palace fighting dramas, Song Qingyi is secretly sure in his heart, this Qinchanghou still doesn't want to go, and it is more suitable for him to live a leisurely life every day in this restaurant.

On the side, Meng Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had been staring at Song Qingyi since he heard Zhao Qingyue's words.

Miss Song of the Qinchang Marquis Mansion and the Mengfu have been married since childhood, and everyone knows that there is only one young lady Song Liyun in the Song Mansion on weekdays, who would have thought that it was the best effort to harm others to the throne, and the Song Mansion has always been inclined to the Five Princes, and Song Liyun has been in love with the Five Princes for many years.

suddenly remembered the day he met Song Qingyi for the first time, the fifth prince suddenly invited him to drink, and Meng Yu, who had never been drunk for a thousand cups, was drunk in a daze, and then was sent to the restaurant.

A dignified general, if his reputation is ruined because of this, it will naturally be a matter of time before he withdraws from the marriage, and at that time, Song Liyun can blatantly marry the five princes and completely integrate the forces together.

What's more, no one knows the news that Song Qingyi is the concubine of the Hou Mansion, if it spreads, let alone the General's Mansion, even Song Qingyi will be affected by it.

This marriage cannot be withdrawn!

The consequences can be imagined!

Thinking of this, Meng Yu's expression suddenly cooled a little colder.

The misunderstanding was solved, Meng Yu let go, and did not tell Song Qingyi about the marriage contract, but just looked at her twice more before leaving.

Is this woman really as simple as Zhao Qingyue said?

It's not like ...... Definitely not!

"Aunt Qing, no matter what my identity is, I will always be brought up by you, you will always be my mother, and Drunken Immortal Building will always be my home."

After the person left, without waiting for Zhao Qingyue to speak, Song Qingyi took the lead in snatching the words, and enthusiastically stepped forward to hold Zhao Qingyue's arm, in a coquettish tone.

Zhao Qingyue was full of emotion when she heard it, and said three good things in a row.

"Since you have the heart to stay, the restaurant will be handed over to you in the future, this restaurant is also the place of refuge that was originally set when you were brought here, and it is time to hide people's eyes and ears on weekdays, and now that you have grown up, it is time to hand over the power of the family to you."

"No—I don't agree!" Zhao Huanting's voice came from the door inappropriately, full of anger, and stared at Song Qingyi as if she wanted to eat people: "Mother! You have been partial to her since you were a child, this drunken immortal building is our Zhao family's property, how can you give you an outsider?! ”

"Shut up! Qingyi is your sister, there are no outsiders here! ”

Zhao Qingyue shouted angrily, if it wasn't for Madame's kindness to take her in, she would have been a widow with a newborn baby, and she wouldn't have known how many times she had died.

"Aunt Qing, I think what Zhao Huanting said makes sense."

Song Qingyi soothed Zhao Qingyue's emotions, and said to Zhao Huanting: "Are you not convinced? That's better than we have a competition, this drunken immortal building is composed of two buildings, it is better for us to divide the east and west buildings, a month later, who can make the drunken immortal building earn more silver taels, who has the right to manage the drunken immortal building! ”

Zhao Huanting just wanted to scold, but as soon as she raised her head and touched Zhao Qingyue's majestic gaze, she immediately retracted and gritted her teeth angrily, "It's better than that, am I still afraid that you won't succeed!" ”

Under the distribution of the two, the Zuixian Building was finally divided into two parts, the east building belonged to Song Qingyi, and the west building belonged to Zhao Huanting.

On the same day, Song Qingyi gave the hot pot base brought out of the Taobao space to the chef in the East Building, and asked a carpenter and blacksmith to build ten wooden tables with holes in the middle and iron plates that can be insulated.

She ordered someone to put a small iron plate inside the wooden table to insulate the heat, and put a wooden block inside the iron plate to heat it, and put an iron basin in the middle.

On the first day of the opening of the East Building, Song Qingyi stood at the door of the East Building and beat gongs and drums: "Don't miss it when you pass by!" I tried the fresh hot pot for free for a limited time! The more men eat, the more handsome women become, the more beautiful women are, if it's not delicious, you don't need money, the mighty general will try it personally! ”

This fresh way of eating and novel propaganda slogans attracted a large number of people, and they leaned over with their heads probed.

"This is hot pot? How do you eat this thing? Drink soup? The eldest brother at the head pointed to the greasy floating layer on the hot pot and the wafting dried chili peppers, and asked curiously.