Chapter Eighty-Five: A Little Routine

When Zhu Nianjun heard the news, he turned around and wanted to go over to find out, but was stopped by Sheng Mingzhu.

"Now I secretly don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring there, you go like this, it's tantamount to sending to death, one Li Sheng is killing, two Li Sheng is also killing, then Li Sheng's mistake is that he shouldn't look so similar to you."

"Why?" Zhu Nianjun is puzzled? Why should I die if I look like him?

Sheng Mingzhu smiled indifferently, "Why did Zhang Sheng die in the play, and who killed him?" You still can't figure it out? ”

Why did Zhang Sheng die?

In order to maintain his position and power, the horse angrily denounced the absurdity of the rumors, and turned to kill people.

He still felt absurd that day, how could such a thing happen? Now the bloody facts are in front of him, but he can't be allowed to believe it.

"You already knew, didn't you?" Zhu Nianjun stared at her, the expression on his face was filled with anger and sadness, "You know that he will die, why do you want him to act in this play?" ”

Sheng Mingzhu did not speak.

Li Sheng's death did have part of her reason, she didn't deny it, but if his death was all on her head, she didn't admit it.

"It was obviously your sanctimonious father who killed him, what does it have to do with me?" Sheng Mingzhu said. "Haven't you always wanted to know your origins? Then I'll tell you now, you are that Zhang Sheng, and your mother is the maid who was abandoned by the horse, and now you have come all the way to find it, as long as you are a little less and reveal your identity, you will end up like Na Li Sheng. ”

"Why should I trust you?" Zhu Nianjun lowered his sleeves and clenched his hands, his eyes were full of anger, "According to what you said, Xie Juma didn't even let go of his own son for the sake of his own powerful position, how can he let you know such an obscure private past?" ”

"Believe it or not, it's up to you whether you want to live or not, I just advise you out of kindness, if you don't believe it, you can take the token left by your mother to test it, and keep you if you have to go or not."

Sheng Mingzhu hooked her lips and sneered, "Don't worry, it's a good acquaintance, and I will always collect a corpse for you?" ”

“…… You, I've never seen a woman like you who careless about human life......" Zhu Nianjun put down this sentence and left indignantly.

was scolded, Sheng Mingzhu was not annoyed, closed the window, grinded with his right hand, held a pen in his left hand, and after a while, a hairpin letter with no handwriting was completed.

Waiting for the ink on the paper to dry, he packed the envelope and sealed the tin, in exchange for the two glass jade.

Let them dig out the several jars of daughter red buried under the laurel tree in her courtyard, and several people went to the drunken fairy's residence with wine.

When he arrived at the place, Sheng Mingzhu directly asked people to open the wine seal, and the wine was sealed for several years.

"What does it smell like, so fragrant?"

The drunken fairy followed the taste, and jumped out of the room directly with bare feet, the speed was as fast as a shadow, and before the jade could react, the wine in his hand disappeared.

The drunken fairy held the wine, looked at the mouth of the bottle, and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck all the aroma of wine spreading from the mouth of the altar into his heart.

"Fragrant, really fragrant? It tasted better than the thyme I had drunk before. With that, he couldn't wait to hold the wine jar and pour it into his mouth.

"Good wine, good wine......"

After drinking several sips in a row, he stopped, hugged the wine jar like a baby, came to Sheng Mingzhu, and said, "Little girl, is there any more wine here?" ”

Sheng Mingzhu stepped back slightly, blinked his eyes, and said with a pure smile: "If Senior Fu likes it, I will ask someone to send you a few jars later, this is just an ordinary daughter red, but it has been brewed for a long time, and it is not the best, if you want to say that this is the best wine, you have to count the wine in the palace." ”

"The wine of the royal tribute in the palace? It's tasteless, tasteless, the old man has long been tired of drinking. ”

"Senior Fu, don't worry, listen to me continue, the best wine in the palace is the drunken dreammaster brewed by the Lingcheng winery family dozens of years ago, this drunken dream, for a chivalrous man like Senior Fu, who loves fine wine, should be no stranger."

It is indeed not unfamiliar, but it is very thunderous, but the family of the Lingcheng Wine Workshop brews all the imperial wine that is tribute, and ordinary people can't drink it, especially their drunken dream.

It's just that this drunken dream is only brewed by the old master of their family, and with the death of the old master, this wine has become a masterpiece.

The few altars are also hidden in the inner courtyard of the palace and are not visible.

"Drunk Mengsheng, that is really the only wine in the sky and the earth, when the old man was young, he was fortunate to drink a cup, that taste, so unforgettable, what, girl, is it possible that you still have such a masterpiece hidden in your house?"

The drunken fairy, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Sheng Mingzhu's eyes, which seemed to be extraordinarily flattering.

"The seniors laughed, this kind of wine, our Guogong Mansion is not qualified to enjoy it, but I do know, there is this drunken dream?" Sheng Mingzhu smiled, looking docile and well-behaved.

"Where, tell me where it is?" The drunken fairy was impatient.

"It's okay to tell you, but the seniors have to promise me one thing first."

"What's the matter, hurry up and talk about it, the old man who can do it, there is no ambiguity."

Sheng Mingzhu took out the sealed letterhead from his arms, pointed in the direction of the eldest princess's mansion and said: "Mingzhu used to be friendly with the lord of Ling'an in the eldest princess's mansion, and the lord of Ling'an personally told me that there is a superb wine hidden in their mansion, called Drunken Mengsheng. ”

"The Eldest Princess's Mansion? Hiding in there? ”

Sheng Mingzhu nodded, "I have heard it with my own ears, and there will be no mistake." ”

"At the birthday banquet before, Mingzhu was impulsive and offended the eldest princess, so that the relationship between the two families is now like fire and water, the father and the horse are officials in the same dynasty, and the eldest princess has compatriots with the holy mother, if it is because of me, let my father and brother be embarrassed, and trap our Sheng family in danger, Mingzhu is difficult to atone for his sin even if he dies, these days I think about it, I always feel that it is inappropriate, so I wrote this letter of self-guilt, apologized to the eldest princess, and asked Fu seniors to take the wine, can be sent for me by the way."

Sheng Mingzhu handed the letter to the drunken fairy, his eyes wide open, crystal clear, with a silent request.

"Little girl...... You're deliberately playing tricks, I'm not? This drinking is fake, let me send you a letter is real! ”

Sheng Mingzhu sneered, "Daddy said that Fu's predecessors were strong in martial arts, but he was a person who singled out the twelve masters of the palace, I don't have no choice, if I send it in person, before I enter the door, I am afraid that I will be driven out by the people of their princess's mansion, besides, what I said just now is true, the last few altars of drunken dreamers are indeed in the eldest princess's mansion, I can swear to God, seniors, that is drunken dreamers!" Are you really not impressed at all? ”

Heartbeat, how can you not be excited, just listening to this name, the alcohol addiction in the stomach is about to be hooked out.

"You wait, I'll come when I go."

The drunken fairy took the letter in Sheng Mingzhu's hand, and his figure tossed a few times, and then disappeared.