Chapter Ninety-Seven: He Yu Buys Officials
But He Zhichun still didn't break free in the end, because Cui Jiu was right, this person was crowded, even if he was holding hands and not careful, he could accidentally squeeze out.
At the beginning, it was Cui Jiu who pulled He Zhichun, but in the end, it had become He Zhichun pulling Cui Jiu to eat all the way in the West Market.
"Ah Qiao, listen to so-and-so, this family's Hu cakes are not delicious, I am reluctant to put sesame seeds, go to the house around the corner, there is still sugar filling in that house."
"The cheese in this house is not good, it smells fishy, and the ginger juice is put in the first three houses of the house, you must like it...... Hey, this aunt, why are you still rolling your eyes at a certain cheese seller! ”
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He Zhichun was speechless and dragged Cui Jiu, who wanted to reason with his aunt, away, "Didn't I see you say, several people who originally wanted to buy it, but they all left?" If this is in Yuezhou, the aunt will not be grumpy and will beat you up! ”
Cui Jiuyi thought about it too, and touched the back of his head, "It's true, a certain light wants to take you to eat the delicious food in Chang'an City......"
Cui Jiu is worthy of being a gentleman in Chang'an City, where is there delicious and fun, Dumen Qing'er, He Zhichun has played all the way, and he is already full of interest, and he is not depressed.
"Oops, is there juggling over there? Let's go take a look, Cui Jiu. ”
Cui Jiu laughed sullenly, "Okay, you can go wherever you say." ”
He Zhichun's ears turned red, and he always felt that this guy would play tricks when he had the opportunity!
Cui Jiu protected He Zhichun, squeezed out a crack from the crowd, and stood in the innermost circle, only to see a few entertaining Hu people standing inside.
One of them was holding a torch bare-chested, shouting, Ah! A big mouthful of fire erupted!
The surrounding civilians retreated for a walk, letting out a series of exclamations.
The Hu man was suddenly triumphant, "We are an ancestral stunt, if anyone in your Chang'an City can play it, Lao Tzu will kneel down and kowtow three times, shouting an ancestor!" If not, uncles, aunts, mothers-in-law, and mothers-in-law, reward some money! ”
He Zhichun only heard Cui Jiu's smack, and then asked in her ear: "Do you know that the taste is going to be opened in the West Market, do you have any spirits?" ”
"Yes, but it's all made by my second brother, and I don't know where the wine shop is, just that little star building, I still saw that the plaque was written by me, and I only knew."
Cui Jiusi took a look, coincidentally, isn't it behind this big man of the Hu people? There are also gardenia patterns of the He family and chrysanthemums of their Cui family on the door panel.
He pulled He Zhichun and squeezed over, asked the doctor who was guarding the store for a bowl of wine, and winked at He Zhichun, "Ah Qiao is optimistic, after Ming'er, the spirits of our Zhiwei Ji will be worth a thousand gold." ”
Daqing people usually like to drink fruit wine with a relatively low degree, rice wine and the like, like this kind of high-degree wine, usually only a few martial artists will like it.
Zhiweiji's wine has never sold very well, but the recipe was recovered by He Zhiyi for three times, so no one took it to heart.
"I'm willing to give it a try, borrow a torch and use it."
Before He Zhichun came back to his senses, Cui Jiu was already standing beside the Hu man, with a mouthful of liquor in his mouth, and sprayed the torch in the hand of the Hu man, and a fire dragon suddenly appeared.
The onlookers suddenly cheered, the bearded man's face darkened, I just made some money, Xiao Langjun, what are you doing with me when you are rich?
He Zhichun was also stunned, Cui Jiu would still have this hand, wouldn't his mouth really start a cannon?
"Haha, I'm celebrating the Heavenly Empire, and any person will do this kind of trick. Believe it or not......"
Cui Jiu said and found a few military masters in the crowd who were as bold as cattle and good wine, handed over the wine jar, and asked each of them to take a sip, except for a clumsy man who almost burned his beard, the others all succeeded.
The Hu man was dumbfounded! Master, didn't your old man say that this is a master's stunt? Why is there a person in Chang'an City, it's a shame to throw it at grandma's house! You can't really kowtow to so many people and call your ancestors!
Cui Jiuyi saw that the atmosphere was just right, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Actually, I can't, but this Zhiwei Ji Flame Wine is good, and drinking it in the stomach is like a fire, it's really enjoyable." The liquor burned as soon as it caught fire. ”
As he spoke, he also called the wine doctor in the store and brought out several jars of wine, "The owner is happy today, and invites all the villagers to drink this wine together." ”
As soon as the people around heard that there was no money to drink, they all crowded over, and Cui Jiu walked to He Zhichun's side smoothly, there were a lot fewer people at the moment, and he couldn't hold Ah Qiao's hand anymore.
He thought about it, and said with some reluctance: "Let's go, so-and-so will send you back." Dare to say that your father and three brothers are sitting on the threshold waiting to pick up the skin! ”
He Zhichun chuckled lightly when he heard this, "It turns out that you also know!" It's just that I don't know, my wine is called flame wine? The owner is happy, where does the joy come from? ”
"Don't you like to take Ah Qiao to Chang'an City at night?"
He Zhichun's face turned red again, she was really ...... Can't talk about him! The skin is too thick!
"Ah Qiao, do your feet hurt, do you want to carry you back?"
He Zhichun pinched him, "Don't get an inch." ”
"Well, so-and-so has always been an inch."
When Cui Jiu sent He Zhichun to the door of the house, sure enough, the four big men sat on the threshold angrily, and when they saw Cui Jiu, He Zhiyi immediately angrily led He Zhichun over, "Cui Jingxing, what do you mean by this!" Ah Qiao is no longer a child. ”
Cui Jiu made a big salute to the four of them, "What the third brother said is very true, Uncle He, Ah Qiao has grown up, I don't know when the little nephew will come to the door to propose marriage?" ”
He Yu was about to get angry, and his expression became inexplicable when he heard the words, "Marriage matters, parents' orders, matchmakers' words." Cui Yushi, don't send it slowly. ”
Cui Jiuyi stalked, "Uncle He is right, so-and-so will get out." Ah Qiao eats a lot at night, so why not give her a diet. ”
When He Zhichun returned home, he remembered what He Zhiqiu had told her that He Zhile was already a seven-rank royal maid, and the whole family was silent all night.
He Zhichun also had a good night's sleep this night, and he didn't dream of Zhiqiu's humiliation at all, and when he got up the next morning, He Yu had already gone to the court for the first time as a Beijing official.
Today, the He family is going to do a big thing that will shock Chang'an City.
On the Taiji Palace, the throne of the saint is hanging high, listening to the civil and military officials talking about the court.
Every year on the sixteenth day of the first month, the court meeting is to be held for the longest time, and the Daqing people do not say unhappy things during the New Year, but on the sixteenth day of the first month, the year is over, and the unhappy things have to be taken out and said, and they can't be ignored.
The unhappy chatter made the civil and military officials in the court almost roll up their sleeves and were about to beat each other, the emphasis was on the family, the Han Shi who could move his mouth and never do his hands, and he thought that Lao Tzu was the upstart who accompanied the saint to fight the world at every turn......
No one will let anyone, seeing that this game is going to be deadlocked.
The sage touched his beard, he was almost half a hundred years old, a little blessed, and he looked quite amiable, but this could not damage his prestige as a generation of Ming monarchs.
"I have a happy event today, He Sinong generously donated, willing to donate to the treasury with three percent of colored porcelain, I am deeply moved, this is a patriotic act of loyalty. He Erlang is really my Daqing Tao Zhu Gong, I would like to reward him as the Duke of the founding county, why do you think so? ”