[Chapter 4, Volume 4]

Section 132 Chapter 132 (3)

The interaction between Song Yuan and Lu Erniang was silent, and only Lu Xiang'er, Lu Hong, Chaoxia, and Huo Qingsong, the four juniors who walked last, saw it. Lu Xiang'er, Lu Hong, and Chaoxia were very surprised by Song Yuan's boldness, and dared to make small movements under Song Beiqiao's eyelids. And Huo Qingsong glanced at it a few times, but he looked thoughtful.

What Lu Xiang'er didn't expect the most was that Wyeth, who was walking in front of Lu Erniang, might have noticed something, and when she went out and turned the corner, she secretly glanced back. This action was very secretive and very fast, and Lu Xiang'er only saw a little bit, and she couldn't be sure who she was looking at. But the look in Wyeth's eyes made Lu Xianger a little puzzled. If Lu Xianger was not dazzled, she saw in Wyeth's eyes that it seemed to be nostalgia and nostalgia for someone or something.

The group came to a hall where the private banquet was held in the Guogong Mansion and sat around a round and large table. Song Beiqiao, the grandfather of the old country, sat on the main seat, and Song Yuan and Song Fang sat on both sides. Song Fang's head is Wyeth, and next to Wyeth is Song Fang's son. On the other side, Song Yuan's next head is Huo Qingsong and Huo Qingqing. Next, there are the four of Lu Erniang.

After everyone sat down, Song Beiqiao first looked around before nodding to Chief Steward Song. Knowing the meaning of Song Beiqiao, the chief steward of Song immediately gave a few orders to the family next to him. The housekeeper walked out of the hall quickly, and let the kitchen get ready to serve.

Song Yuan also asked his attendant to carry the two jars of soju that Lu Hong had taken from the Lu family before and put them on the table. Seeing these two jars, Song Beiqiao didn't wait for Song Yuan to speak, so his eyes lit up and grabbed one of the jars, and he couldn't wait to open them.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine overflowed the jar and slowly filled the entire hall. Song Beiqiao smelled the wine, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to enjoy it very much. Even Song Fang, who had always been polite, showed a look of surprise and kept looking at the two jars on the table.

"Erlang, this soju seems to be a little different from what is sold outside?" Although Song Fang was a literati, he also liked to drink. Especially in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a strong and fragrant wine like soju, but he didn't use his own money on it.

Song Yuan saw Song Fang's surprise, and his face was full of pride, as if this soju was brewed by him. But Song Beiqiao couldn't get used to Song Yuan's appearance of a 'villain', and his face was flat, so he said seriously: "Erlang, Da Lang asked you, why didn't you answer." Besides, what are you proud of, this soju is not made by you. ”

The first sentence was still very solemn, but the tone of the latter sentence was soft, and Song Beiqiao's face also had a smile. Seeing this scene, Lu Xiang'er, Lu Hong, and Chaoxia could see that what Song Beiqiao said outside was indulging Song Yuan was really not fake. And Song Fang, who was sitting on the other side, seemed to be used to it, and there was a smile on his face.

Song Yuan smiled, then looked at Lu Xiang'er and said to Song Beiqiao and Song Fang: "Although this soju is not made by me, it is made by my student Xiang'er. As a gentleman, I am naturally proud to have such an apprentice. ”

"Oh?" Song Beiqiao and Song Bei are both people who have drunk soju, and they also got a lot of soju from Song Yuan and Huo Qingsong. However, the two never knew who made this soju, but they thought that someone gave it to Song Yuan and Huo Qingsong. Today, I learned that Lu Erniang's daughter, who has not yet reached the end of the season, is the brewer of this soju, and Song Beiqiao and Song Fang are not surprised.

Song Fang knew that Song Yuan would not talk to him and Song Beiqiao, but he still didn't believe it. And Wyeth, who was beside him, covered his mouth and exclaimed in a low voice: "Little Lady Lu can make wine at such a young age, which is really surprising to the concubine." ”

Wyeth took Song Fang to ask the questions in his heart, and they all looked at Lu Xiang'er. Even Song Beiqiao had a trace of doubt and set his eyes on her. Among the people that Lu Xiang'er resisted, Huo Qingsong had the highest status, and he had never had the experience of sitting opposite to people like Song Beiqiao and Song Fang, and his expression was a little nervous.

Huo Qingsong seemed to see something, so he said softly: "Grandfather, uncle, and aunt may not know that Little Lady Lu is originally from Qianzhou, Jiangnan, and the Piaoxiang Wine Workshop run by her father Lu Tai is famous far and wide. ”

"Oh, it turns out that a woman inherits her father's business, and she is better than the blue." Song Fang nodded, and looked at Lu Xiang'er again, and his gaze softened a lot. Although Wyeth was not so surprised, her gaze moved from Lu Xiang'er to Lu Erniang's body, but it was a little strange. If it weren't for Lu Xiang'er sitting opposite Wyeth, she really wouldn't have seen it at all. However, Lu Xianger paid attention to Wyeth.

Song Beiqiao stroked his beard after listening to what Huo Qingsong said, and a fine light flashed in his eyes when everyone was still paying attention. I don't know what I thought of, Song Beiqiao asked again: "Xiang'er, as far as the old man knows, the wife of Lu Tai of Piaoxiang Wine Workshop seems to be surnamed Feng?" ”

"Please Erniang hasn't had time to tell the old man that Xiang'er is not my biological daughter, but my niece. Her biological father, Lu Tainai, is the elder brother of my mother's compatriots......" Lu Erniang didn't expect Song Beiqiao to suddenly ask about Lu Xiang'er's life experience, so she preemptively told her what happened back then.

Listening to what Lu Erniang said, Song Beiqiao and Song Fang knew why they couldn't find Song Yuan for so many years. It turned out that he actually hid in a merchant's house and made Mr. Xixi for the merchant's daughter. And when the businessman was killed, Song Yuan also risked his life to rescue Lu Xiang'er and Lu Erniang's mother and son.

Presumably because of that incident, Song Yuan and Lu Erniang formed a relationship. Song Beiqiao nodded and glanced at Song Yuan with some reproach. When Song Yuan returned to Beijing, he never said anything about himself, and Huo Qingsong's grandson was even more strict-mouthed. Song Beiqiao didn't want to check it himself, and then he had a conflict with Song Yuan, so he didn't know anything. At this moment, after Lu Erniang told it, Song Beiqiao and Song Fang were both embarrassed, and the secret will of heaven was unpredictable.

Song Yuan saw that Song Beiqiao's expression was a little inappropriate, so he immediately changed the topic and smiled: "Father, there is one more thing you don't know." The evocative wine is also from Xiang'er. If it weren't for the wine that Xiang'er made, everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty still thought that grapes were poisonous. ”

"Oh, it turns out that the person who made the wine is also Xiang'er." Song Beiqiao was really surprised this time. It can be said that a person does something very outstanding, so to speak, luck. And doing the second outstanding thing can show that the person himself is outstanding.

When Huo Qingqing heard the word 'wine', he couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, you don't know. The wines sold outside are not as delicious as those made by Xiang'er, but Qingqing has tasted them personally. Today, there are still ...... in Qingqing"

Finding that Song Beiqiao and Song Fang's eyes lit up again, Huo Qingqing hurriedly covered his mouth, shook his head, and said in a muffled voice: "No, no, I only have half a jar left." ”

Huo Qingqing's cute behavior immediately caused everyone to laugh. Even Chaoxia, who has always rarely revealed her emotions, can't help but smile. And Lu Xiang'er, who got Huo Qingqing's distress gaze, after laughing, said softly: "If the old man also likes to drink wine, Xiang'er still has ...... there."

"I like, I like, my husband's favorite wine is shochu and wine." Song Beiqiao heard what Lu Xiang'er meant, and immediately squinted his eyes again, with an undisguised calculation on his face.

Lu Xiang'er was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "Since this is the case, Xiang'er will leave two jars, and give the rest to the old master." ”

"Xiang'er's move is very popular with me, and the old man will not refuse." Song Beiqiao nodded very satisfied, didn't look at Song Fang's eager expression, turned to Song Daste and urged: "Hurry up and serve the food, the old man can't help but taste this somewhat different soju." ”

"Okay, old man, I'll go and urge the kitchen to serve the food." It was rare for Steward Song to see Song Beiqiao so happy, and he was also very happy, and hurriedly ran out of the hall. After Song Beiqiao turned his head, as if he remembered something, he asked again: "Xiang'er, you haven't said why the soju on this table is different from the outside?" ”

Lu Xiang'er saw Song Yuan's expression change slightly, and she had some doubts in her heart, but she still said honestly: "Back to the old country, the soju on this table was brewed by me three years ago and has been stored for three years, so it tastes ......."

"What? Shochu that has been hidden for three years? Song Beiqiao didn't wait for Lu Xiang'er to finish speaking, he immediately grabbed the two jars on the table, and said loudly: "Song Jin, Song Jin, you come back first, hide these two jars for me, and don't let anyone find out." ”

"Huh? I see, old man. The chief steward of Song, who had just run out of the hall, heard Song Beiqiao's shout and turned back.

When the chief steward of Song walked out with the two jars in his hands, Song Yuan had a look of remorse. Speaking of which, the two jars of three-year-old soju that Lu Xiang'er gave him are long gone. This time, Song Yuan had the intention of trying it again. But Song Beiqiao put it away, how could he not make Song Yuan regret it. As for Song Fang, who has not tasted it yet, he has a look of regret. However, seeing him peek at Song Beiqiao from time to time, he was obviously a little unwilling, as if he was calculating something.

Song Beiqiao didn't care about the expressions of his two sons, he waved his hand very highly, and shouted to the family outside: "Let the second steward take out a jar of soju I bought a few days ago to feast guests." The old man hasn't drunk with Da Lang and Erlang for a long time. ”

"Old fox." Song Yuan didn't make a sound, but just moved his mouth. But Lu Hong, Lu Xiang'er, and Chaoxia clearly understood Song Yuan's words, and couldn't help lowering their heads and chuckling. However, the actions between Song Yuan and Song Beiqiao made the three of them feel that the Guogong Mansion was not as 'exquisite' and 'rigid' as it had been indicated.

Lu Xiang'er, Lu Hong, and Chaoxia were thinking that if Lu Erniang really married into the Guogong Mansion, it seemed to be a good choice. The second steward hurriedly walked in and said a few words in Song Beiqiao's ear. Song Beiqiao, who was brushing his beard, was a little surprised but still got up and said to everyone: "The four princes are coming, you all go with the old man to welcome the guests......