"Miss Xiaolan, you just said that Liu Fat said that he knew Master Zhuang - but which Lord Zhuang is?" asked Zhuang Meiyan.

When Xiaolan heard that this was the case, she immediately became listless, and while wiping the counter, she pursed her lips and said: "Which one else can there be, isn't there that Lord Zhuang in our town, it is Lord Zhuang who returned to the capital the day before yesterday, I heard that he is related to the emperor's relatives, and his power is great." ”

Imperial relatives?!

Zhuang Meiyan's heart was bright, it was nothing more than the matter of the eldest sister and Changxin Hou Ding, the countrymen did not understand the rules of the court, thinking that Hou Ye was the emperor's relative.

"His surname is Liu, and Lord Zhuang's surname is Zhuang, how can they have a relationship?" Zhuang Meiyan said puzzled.

"Hey! Liu Fatzi said that his aunt and grandmother were the wife of Zhuangfu. Anyway, the officials and masters in the yamen all gave him a smile, and he was a mess. Miss Xiaolan's face was full of disdain.

Speaking of this, Zhuang Meiyan immediately thought of someone, and she secretly kept this matter in her heart.

Miss Xiaolan turned her head to look at her, and said strangely: "Sister, why are you asking this? Could it be that you know Master Zhuang?"

Zhuang Meiyan shook his head. After going through the Aster affair, she already knew that she couldn't trust others casually.

Miss Xiaolan was about to say something, when she heard a guest urging her to serve wine, so she hurriedly took a plate to the back room to get wine.

There were two doors next to the counter that led to the back room, and when Miss Lan pushed the doors, she didn't close the door tightly, and she could vaguely see a narrow aisle inside, extending downward. The aroma of wine wafted up, Zhuang Meiyan shrugged her nose again and again, and finally sneezed. She never drank alcohol, but found the aromas to be a little intoxicating.

The old shopkeeper who had been leaning over the counter and dozing off with squinted eyes suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the Zhuang Meiyan in front of him with great interest, and slowly asked, "Girl, can you smell the wine?"

Zhuang Meiyan was a little embarrassed, bowed slightly, and said, "The smell of the wine in the store is intoxicating. ”

The old shopkeeper looked melancholy, shook his head and sighed: "It's full of old wine, if it weren't for my old age, I would never take it out for hospitality." ”

His voice was desolate and lonely.

Pretending to be glamorous and comforting him, Miss Xiaolan trotted into the lobby with a flask and hurried to the guest's table. When passing by Zhuang Meiyan's side, she couldn't help but let out a "huh".

The old shopkeeper's gaze never left Zhuang Meiyan for a moment, and immediately asked, "What kind of unusual smell does the girl smell?"

Zhuang Meiyan's face flushed, and he replied in a low voice: "Somehow, I smelled a sour smell just now, faint and traceless. ”

The old shopkeeper's faint old eyes shone with a glimmer of light, and he beckoned to Miss Xiaolan a little excitedly, and called, "Lan'er, bring the wine over." ”

Miss Xiaolan didn't know what to do, so she meekly brought the wine jug back to the counter, and the old shopkeeper couldn't wait to grab the wine jug and pour it on the counter, and the clear wine syrup suddenly filled the counter, and the aroma of the wine was even stronger. Mei Yan was taken aback, and Miss Xiaolan shouted in panic.

"Dad, the wine is spilled. ”

The aroma of wine was pungent, Zhuang Meiyan couldn't help it, covered his nose and took a step back, not feeling a slight frown.

The old shopkeeper ignored Xiaolan's questioning, but hurriedly said to Zhuang Meiyan: "The girl said that the taste of this wine is a little sour?"

Zhuang Meiyan nodded.

The old shopkeeper turned his face and asked his daughter again: "Lan'er, is this wine the 'seven-day drunk' I brewed a few days ago?"

Xiaolan nodded, and whispered weakly: "I tasted Daddy's new wine, and the taste is no different from the past, so--"

The old shopkeeper's face sank, turned over and walked through the counter, turned into the back room, and Xiaolan hurriedly followed. In a moment, Zhuang Meiyan heard the sound of "ping pong" coming from inside, vaguely mixed with Xiaolan's exclamation.

"Dad, why did you smash the wine vat!"

Zhuang Meiyan felt that this matter was strange, but it was just a family matter, and she didn't want to ask too much. Just as Jiang Yutang and Chu Yifan finished drinking a pot of wine, they beckoned her to leave the tavern. Chu Yifan was not satisfied with the wine, and kept it again and again, Jiang Yutang was worried about the patients waiting in his medicine hall, so he politely declined. So Jiang Yutang and Zhuang Meiyan left first, and Chu Yifan continued to stay in the tavern and drink happily.

On the road, the north wind was cold, Zhuang Meiyan wrapped her clothes tightly, the weather was still good when she went out this morning, she didn't wear a cold coat, only wore an ordinary moon-white placket, so at this time I felt a chill coming.

Jiang Yutang, who was beside him, asked with concern, "Is it cold?" Third Miss, you are wearing too little. ”

Zhuang Meiyan smiled and said, "Fortunately, Brother Jiang should not be polite in the future, just like my sister, call me Meiyan." Brother Jiang has helped so much, and Meiyan doesn't know how to thank him. ”

Jiang Yutang replied humbly: "It's just a gesture, why bother not to forget it." ”

"By the way, Meiyan, you have been frowning since you came to my medicine hall, isn't there something on your mind?" Jiang Yutang was careful, and he had already seen that Zhuang Meiyan was restless.

Zhuang Meiyan knew that she couldn't hide it from him, so she lowered her head and said, "I went to Zhuangfu, and it turned out that they had already returned to the capital." ”

Speaking of which, his voice was flat, but the corners of his eyes revealed sadness that could not be concealed.

Jiang Yutang nodded and sighed: "Yes! I really didn't expect Lord Zhuang to recover so quickly, it is said that he has been reinstated, and the capital is urging him to go back to work, so he left in a hurry, so I didn't have time to tell you." Sister Fubai only sent a letter from the maid, saying that I would hand it over to you. ”

Zhuang Mei's face showed a look of anticipation, and said, "Sister, do you have a letter to me?"

Although she and Jiang Fubai have met for a short time, they fell in love at first sight, and only felt that she was more intimate than her dear sisters, so she was extremely affectionate. If it is said that in addition to the seventh brother in the Zhuang Mansion, the person who makes her remember the most is this sister with a different surname.

Jiang Yutang deliberately wanted to sell Guan Zi and said, "You will know when you go back to the medicine hall." ”

Zhuang Meiyan returned to Jiang Yutang's medicine hall, and the shop was in an inconspicuous corner of the street. The shop is not big, and you can see the rows of tall medicine cabinets behind the counter in order to facilitate the grabbing of medicines, and many small drawers are divided into them, which are full of names of various medicines, and the young man is busy grabbing medicines for people behind the counter.

Zhuang Meiyan followed Jiang Yutang to the back hall to rest, a young man who was not very clever came over to serve tea, looking at the childish face of the child, Zhuang Meiyan couldn't help but feel a little sad, silently bowed his head and was speechless.

But the young beggar who came with her would not stop, and he raised his head in curiosity, and looked at the corner of the room for a while, and touched the table and teacups, and the ornaments of the house. Zhuang Meiyan was afraid that he had hit something, so he had to drink softly. Fortunately, the boy was still well-behaved, and Nono stopped, obediently retracted into his chair, and fiddled with his fingers in a muffled voice.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door, walking and stopping, timid and hesitant, as if he did not dare to come in.

Zhuang Meiyan thought that the young man had come to refill his tea, so he raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm sorry for you!

was about to say, "Let's rest and go", but when she saw the person entering the house, this sentence couldn't help but be in her throat, turning into two lines of tears that welled up to her eyes.