"Shi'an! You wait! Zhu Li was chased from afar by the servants.

Zhao Chen stopped and asked, "Why don't you accompany Uncle to follow me?" ”

Zhu Li waved away the servant and asked cautiously, "My father, did my father say the wrong thing just now?" You-"

Zhao Chen looked at him for a while, only to see that the young man's eyes were full of confusion, and his uneasiness and worry were all written on his face.

"No, it's just that there are some things that shouldn't be said by Uncle." Seeing that he was still puzzled, Zhao Chen shook his head helplessly and hugged the other party's shoulder: "You also see in your eyes, since my father died in battle, Uncle has been holding back his resentment in his heart. ”

Zhu Li replied in a low voice, and couldn't help but argue: "But it wasn't his fault, he led the troops to rescue him at that time, but it was too late to arrive..."

Zhao Chen smiled: "The hurdle he can't get over in his heart is not himself. The brilliance in her eyes was a little broken, but she was also more determined, and she grinned and asked, "Do you believe me?" ”

Zhu Li nodded without thinking about it: "Of course I believe it!" ”

"Then put your heart in your stomach, one day in the future, I will definitely make Uncle happy."

With a smile on his eyes, Zhu Li walked away, Zhao Chen stood in place for a long time, and then walked out of Zhu's mansion with his head bored.

But as soon as he walked out, his empty stomach screamed in protest.

"Why don't we find a place to eat first?" Double Happiness asked tentatively.

Zhao Chen looked at the time, shook his head and said, "Go to Guanghe Garden." ”

Guanghe Garden is located near the main gate of Li, and the courtyard of the two entrances is connected to the street building, which has been passed down in the hands of the Guanghe class for a hundred years, but unfortunately it has always been tepid.

It wasn't until the previous year that she came to a self-invited class, Cui'er, who sang authentically and looked good, which made Guangheyuan gradually come alive and earn a little fame in the capital.

Zhao Chen knocked on the door a few times.

After a while, after the footsteps, a woman's voice came: "Who?" It's not a good day! ”

Zhao Chen's eyes were strange and coughed lightly: "It's me, Zhao Chen." ”

After a sudden silence, the door slammed open.

When she saw that it was Zhao Chen, the woman shouted angrily: "What are you doing here!" Didn't you hurt enough of us?! ”

The woman was none other than Cui'er's junior sister, and she was also the woman who pointed at Zhao Chen and cried in front of the Wuwang Mansion that day.

Zhao Chen still remembers that the other party's name is Ah Mei, and Cui'er often takes her by her side to teach each other plays.

Ah Mei's voice was very loud, and before Zhao Chen could say anything, the rest of the people gathered over, all with bad faces.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Zhang stepped forward and asked.

Zhao Chen retracted his gaze, pointed in the direction he was looking at, and said with a smile: "It's not early, I'll pick up Mr. Meng home for dinner." ”

The people in the troupe were all stunned, and they all looked at Meng Yong in disbelief.

Meng Yong put down the teacup with a calm expression, and said lightly: "If Prince Wu doesn't mind, let's come in and sit down, there is still something to do, and I have to wait for you for some time." ”

It wasn't until Zhao Chen walked over and sat down, and talked to Meng Yong with a smile, that the people in the troupe came back to their senses.

"Look at the eyes of this dead and broken sleeve, they are almost sticking to Mr. Meng!" Ah Mei looked disgusted, and whispered: "I cried that day and said that I wouldn't marry if I wasn't a senior brother, but now I have changed my mind when I meet someone better!" Bah! Affectionate dog thing! ”

Zhang Banzhu first glared at her, and then sighed helplessly: "People don't know Cui'er's true body at all, they have always treated Cui'er as a woman, and the government also said that Cui'er is not self-defeating, but we have wronged others." ”

Before everyone came back to their senses, they heard Zhang Ban Leader say in a deep voice: "The most important thing is that Mr. Meng is now our boss, no matter the class rules or me, I can't allow you to gossip behind your back!" ”

Zhao Chen smiled when he heard it.

Meng Yong actually became the new owner of Guangheyuan, it's a pity that her silver ticket and land deed, this product is definitely much richer than her.

"I heard Master Jiang say that Cui'er has bought a new piece of land for the troupe, and they don't plan to move there?"

"The Guanghe class has inherited this place for a hundred years, and it has long taken root, and no one wants to leave." Meng Yong flipped through the book in his hand and chuckled again: "I'm afraid I'm going to live up to your kindness." ”

Without waiting for Zhao Chen to defend anything, he handed over the book.

"I negotiated with them in Xia, and I will pay for the renovation and expansion of Guanghe Garden, so that you don't have to worry about the prospects of the troupe, and you will have a place to settle down."

On the book are the quotations of the surrounding houses, as well as the sketches of the new Guanghe Garden, the estimated cost, and so on.

"Sir, that's a big deal." Zhao Chen read it, congratulated him a few times, and then said: "But Xi'er has just cleaned up the East Chamber, and if Mr. moves away, he is afraid that he will cry to me." ”

Seeing Shuangxi standing in the distance with a bitter face, Meng Yong just wanted to ask a few words, but a strange voice sounded beside him.

Zhao Chen touched his stomach, and said with a smile: "Moreover, I really came to pick up Mr. home for dinner." ”

Meng Yong shook his head and coughed a few times, got up and walked into the inner courtyard, and after a while, he walked out with an oiled paper bag.

"If you don't like it, there is still some sauce meat here, let's pad it first." After thinking about it, he added: "I think that your house is better than this, and I don't plan to move the place for the time being." ”

Zhao Chen grinned, and was not polite, opened the paper bag and devoured it.

Meng Yong silently looked away and began to make careful notes on the book.

The sun is approaching the West Mountain, and the red glow is like a brocade, even if there are people coming and going, it can't disturb the two people who are focused.

After eating a little half, Zhao Chen took out a wine bag and said vaguely: "Good meat still has to be paired with good wine, and there is another..."

She looked at Meng Yong beside her.

The green silk is half-hidden, holding the pen and gazing at the eyes, and the sunset reflects his face, adding three points of confusion to his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

She paused for a while before swallowing the little beauty who was about to speak, but her eyebrows and eyes were still full of frivolity, and she sighed with a smile: "This is the hard to find immortals." ”

The aroma of wine was too strong, and Meng Yong couldn't help but look at her.

"My father has been buried for thirty years, and I have only dug it up today." She told the old martial king about stealing the tribute wine, and suddenly asked jokingly: "I gave it a new name, called Qi Huang Tears, do you want to taste it?" ”

Meng Yong didn't know what he was thinking, and it wasn't until Zhao Chen asked again that he came back to his senses and took the wine sac, carefully wiped the oil stains on the mouth of the sac, and poured himself a glass.

The wine is mellow and attractive, with a hint of green.

He stared at it for a moment, and a smile suddenly spread from the bottom of his eyes, and the sunset seemed to lose a bit of color.

"It's an honor to have a product." He raised his glass, took a shallow sip, and paused for a while before saying with a smile: "I should hate being born at the wrong time, and I didn't have the opportunity to contribute to this wine." ”

"Daqi is still there, and when it is no longer honest, Mr. will be useful." Zhao Chen seemed to laugh casually and said, "Don't forget to bring me back to the altar when the time comes!" ”

Meng Yong didn't answer, just silently lowered his eyes and drank slowly, until a discordant noise sounded outside the door.

Zhao Chen first looked over there in a little surprise, and then couldn't help laughing.

This is really someone who sent a pillow when I just came to doze off!