Chapter 238: Drinking and Admiring the Moon
Knowing that the general was happy, the butler specially arranged for the kitchen to add a few more dishes, and opened a small jar of wine brought by the brocade book during dinner in the evening.
This wine is the peach blossom wine brewed by Jinshu himself, as soon as the altar is opened, you can smell a burst of wine fragrance mixed with a little peach blossom fragrance, and the color of the wine poured out is also a faint pink, which does look the same as the color of the peach blossoms on the branches. Rao is housekeeper grew up in Zhongjing, and he has seen a lot of strange things, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this wine.
Ye does not drink alcohol, except for a symbolic taste during the New Year's holidays, he does not drink at any other time. However, Jinshu is completely different, although it is not to the point of being addicted to alcohol, but she drinks very boldly. After all, compared to the various fancy alcohols of modern times, this ancient low-alcohol wine is really nothing.
After Ye was full, he excused himself to be tired, and then went back to his room to rest. Zhao Hui and Jinshu had eaten almost enough, so he ordered his subordinates to withdraw all the food, and there were only two pots of wine left on the table.
Dinner was set up in the flower hall, and from the room, you could see the small garden outside. Although there are no flowers in the garden at this time, there are many kinds of green plants. The round moon hung in the sky, surrounded by a faint halo, and it didn't look as bright as the moon in the middle of summer.
"It's been a long time since we've sat together like this and talked." Jin Shu held his cheek in one hand, and looked through the open door to look at the bright moon in the sky. It's about that she drank too much, and her whole person looked dazed, a little more melancholy that is rarely seen on weekdays.
"I'm sorry." Zhao Hui looked at her side face, and for the first time felt that it seemed like a mistake for him to come to Zhongjing. He thought that maybe he should follow Jinshu back to Qingshui Village, and it would be right to stay by her side all the time. However, this thought only lasted for a few seconds, and then Zhao Hui took the initiative to snuff it out in his heart.
"What did you say I'm sorry?" Jin Shu turned his eyes and glanced at him, "Isn't it good that you're like this now?" ”
"I just don't think I should leave you alone in Qingshui Village." Zhao Hui's voice softened, "Xiaojin, stay in Zhongjing with me!" I'll take good care of you. ”
Jin Shu blinked in confusion, shook his head and rejected Zhao Hui's proposal, "Why are you staying in Zhongjing?" You have to be timid to do everything, and you don't feel at ease in Qingshui Village at all. And I've promised the villagers that I want to make a fortune with them, so I can't talk about it. ”
A look of disappointment flashed across Zhao Hui's face. Since Jinshu was unwilling to stay, it was impossible for him to persecute her no matter what. In this way, I don't know how long it will take to stay alone in Zhongjing like this. When will I be able to stay by her side with all the glory and really down-to-earth? Zhao Hui has no answer to this question yet.
"But speaking of which, I really admire you." Jin Shu continued, "You have no power and no power, and it is not easy to get to where you are today in Zhongjing, but you have to follow Uncle Xiao to mix well!" ”
She didn't mean the slightest compliment, she was full of real admiration. After all, Jinshu himself was able to achieve today's achievements, and most of the credit still belongs to the space he accidentally obtained, and Zhao Hui is different from her. Zhao Huike made himself from a poor boy with nothing to today's loyal generals through his own efforts.
"You don't have to admire me. It's me who should admire you. Zhao Hui raised his hand to help Jinshu smooth a strand of hair that fell on the table to his back. He seemed to be saying this to the same brocade book, and it seemed to be talking to himself.
There is room for the little girl in the countryside