At first, they were restrained by Xiao Yunyi's arrival, and Hua Muyue's arrival made them feel relieved.

"Everyone sits and eats, and Apricot comes to sit next to my sister." Hua Muyue beckoned like an apricot, and the little girl sat down timidly.

"Let's all sit down and eat." Xiao Yunyi opened his mouth and looked at Hua Muyue with a smile, Tuan Tuan was still the same as before, and he didn't like the rules.

Qingzhu, as a subordinate, can't dine with the master, but the lady has spoken, and the Hou Ye has also spoken, and he sat down nervously.

When he ate the first bite of Hua Muyue's vegetables, Qingzhu let out a sound, "Hmm." "The second and third mouthfuls unconsciously accelerated the speed of lifting the chopstick.

Later, everyone forgot about their nervousness, and their mouths were full of oil, and even Xiao Yunyi, who had always eaten elegantly, ate a little too much.

"Yunyi, thank you, I toast you."

Before Hua Muyue's wine glass was raised, Xiao Yunyi's face changed, and he immediately got up and snatched Hua Muyue's wine glass, and said like a reprimand: "If you don't have a long memory, can you drink?" You forgot last time..."

Xiao Yunyi didn't finish speaking, and looked at Hua Muyue with a smile.

Hua Muyue suddenly felt that her face was burning like a fire, and she was stunned, "Okay, I won't drink anymore." Tea instead of wine, thank you. ”

Hua Muyue was drinking tea here, while Zhao Huaijin, who was on a river boat at this time, was drinking wine, slightly drunk.

And lying down opposite him was Mr. Meng Ziyu, the gentleman of Tianqianyuan, who only heard him mutter, "My disciple died unjustly..."

Zhao Huaijin propped himself up and called Meng Ziyu's little boy, "Help Mr. back to the house to rest, and cook some sobering soup for the master." ”

"Yes, Zhao Gongzi." The little guy struggled to help Meng Ziyu up, and Zhao Huaijin wanted to take a hand, but his body was also shaking.

"I wanted to get drunk too, and the lady said I couldn't drink more, I couldn't drink anymore." Zhao Huaijin shook back to his room slightly.

After the little guy sent Meng Ziyu back, half an hour later, he also gave Zhao Huaijin a bucket of hot water and a bowl of sobering soup.

"Zhao Gongzi, I'll leave my things here with you."

"Thank you."

Zhao Huaijin got up from the bed, "Lady, don't like me to smell of alcohol, I want to bathe." ”

Zhao Huaijin was a little drunk, but he still cleaned himself up.

After drinking the sobering soup, Zhao Huaijin, who was lying on the bed again, slowly cleared his eyes.

When he thought of the events of the day, his heart ached faintly.

"Huaijin, let's take a boat for another day to reach the river embankment." Meng Ziyu looked at the bow of the boat, looking at the river with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Zhao Huaijin read a sentence in his heart, and Jiang Ti, I feel that this name is so familiar.

"Sir, is there anything special about this and the river embankment?"

"Hejiang embankment is a water conservancy project built under the auspices of my disciples, which has the effect of flood distribution and disaster reduction. Meng Ziyu said, and the sadness in his eyes was even worse.

Zhao Huaijin's heart trembled violently, his hands were clenched tightly, and he asked calmly on his face: "Sir, what is the name of your disciple?" Any official position when building and embankments? ”

Meng Ziyu sighed and said: "My disciple is a genius of Tianzong, Zhao Yu, the champion of the first year of Showa, and the Taishou presided over the construction of the Nahe River embankment. ”

"It's a pity, my disciple, hey..."Meng Ziyu realized that he had lost his words and said no more.

The word Zhao Yu made Zhao Huaijin's eyes red.

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