Chapter Ninety-Three: Celebration

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is everyone's credit that this snow disaster can be solved so smoothly and quickly, and today's banquet is for you."

"County Lord, these are the responsibilities of your subordinates, and it should be so." It was rare for the magistrate to speak, and this time he actually took the initiative to speak.

"It is really an honor for the people to have a parent official like the county magistrate in Wanping County."

The county lord's laughter echoed throughout the front hall, and Zhou Ziwei didn't know why when she heard the county lord's words, she always felt that it was not flattery and praise, but something else.

Cen Beisheng, who has never been silent in attendance, is the same at this moment, lowering his head and drinking the plum wine in front of him, Cen Beisheng has quietly tested it before drinking, and after confirming that it is non-toxic, he began to drink alone, he has never liked these occasions.

One is that such an occasion is full of treacherous schemes and dangers, although Cen Beisheng has long been accustomed to it, he hates such occasions from the bottom of his heart. The second is that on such an occasion, for the current Cen Beisheng, he must try his best to cover himself and cover up everything about himself.

"Brother Cen, what are you thinking?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came, and there was a faint smell of warm plum wine between snorts.

Cen Beisheng frowned and looked at Zhou Mingshu who was sitting next to him, looking at the smell of wine coming from Zhou Ming's body, Cen Beisheng knew that Zhou Mingshu must have drunk a lot of wine, and this Zhou Mingshu was even more greedy than himself.

Zhou Ziwei sat bored, drank another glass of wine, and suddenly noticed Cen Beisheng who was distracted on the side, so she quietly approached Cen Beisheng, wanting to scare Cen Beisheng, and asked softly, but it didn't scare Cen Beisheng, looking at Cen Beisheng's frowning brows, Zhou Ziwei pursed her lips lightly.

"Brother Cen, don't be sad all day long, that's why you did such a good thing, let's laugh."

Zhou Ziwei felt that she must be extremely bored, so she would take the initiative to make Cen Beisheng laugh, after all, this must be a waste of effort.

Sure enough, after Zhou Ziwei's efforts, Cen Beisheng was still expressionless, but he still said a word to Zhou Ziwei.

"Brother Zhou, it's better to drink less, don't be greedy." looked at the white glass wine jug in front of Zhou Ziwei who had drunk a lot.

Zhou Ziwei smiled embarrassedly, she was just thinking that this matter was finally developing according to her imagination today, so she was a little happy, so she thought about drinking a few more glasses.

"Hehe, I know, thank you Brother Cen for reminding me."

Zhou Ziwei said softly to Cen Beisheng, her body was slightly biased towards Cen Beisheng, her eyes were full of faint smiles, and it could be seen that Zhou Ziwei was also in a good mood.

The two of them spoke quietly, the front hall was very lively, everyone was talking flattering words with the county lord, only Cen Beisheng and Zhou Ziwei were the most incompatible people.

The county lord glanced at Cen Beisheng, and then moved her eyes to Zhou Mingshu on the side, sometimes she felt that this Zhou Mingshu was indeed smart and clever, and had brought herself a lot of good reputation, but sometimes she felt that the two people in front of her seemed to know each other, more like people all the way, and she was a little worried in her heart, and she only hoped that it would not be a mistake for her to recruit Zhou Mingshu in the first place.

After the banquet, Zhou Ziwei was about to leave with Cen Beisheng, but was suddenly stopped by a small servant.

"Zhou Jiao, please stay, my county lord has asked Zhou Jiao to talk about it later."

Zhou Ziwei had no choice but to apologize to Cen Beisheng, Cen Beisheng didn't say anything, only nodded slightly, and turned around and left the county lord's mansion, while Zhou Ziwei went to the back garden of the county lord's mansion under the leadership of the little girl.

Along the small gravel road as wide and narrow as a sheep's intestine path, Zhou Ziwei walked to a garden under the leadership of the little girl, which should be the back garden of the county lord's mansion.

The little girl led Zhou Ziwei into an octagonal pavilion in the middle of the lake, in front of the octagonal pavilion was a round wooden table, on which was placed a plate of fruit and a plate of snacks, and around the table were several stone benches, on which a layer of fluffy blankets was spread.

There were two maids waiting in the pavilion, and when they saw a little maid leading Zhou Ziwei over, they hurriedly bent down and saluted.

"Gongzi Zhou, please wait for a while again, and the county lord will change his clothes and come over."

Zhou Ziwei nodded slightly, sat down quietly and waited, after the little girl finished speaking, a maid came over and poured a cup of hot tea for Zhou Ziwei, in such weather, drinking warm tea is indeed a pleasant thing.

Although Zhou Ziwei was impatient to wait here, the county lord was her master, so she didn't dare to express any dissatisfaction and had to wait quietly.

Zhou Ziwei held the teacup and gently used the lid of the cup to flick the tea leaves floating in the teacup, until Zhou Ziwei gently pushed it aside, Zhou Ziwei gently lowered her head and took a sip.

There is still wind and snow in the sky, the wind and snow in these days are not as big as the previous days, but it is still falling, most of the time it will be a few days, the heavy snow will come, Zhou Ziwei is not wearing many clothes, just sitting outside like this, it must not be long.

I am afraid that there is half a cup of tea time, the county lord slowly supported the maid, and walked slowly from the path in front of him, with a strange smile on his face, Zhou Ziwei is not a stupid person, today the county lord is obviously hanging himself, as if he wants to remind himself.

Zhou Ziwei immediately stood up, looked at the county lord, and hurriedly took a few steps back to make way for the county lord.

"County Lord, you're here." Zhou Ziwei bent her body slightly and saluted to the county lord, who walked straight to a round table and sat down elegantly, but still didn't reply to Zhou Ziwei's words, so she let Zhou Ziwei stand in place.

Zhou Ziwei had already made the county lord wait for so long, she knew that the county lord would not let her have such a good time, but Zhou Ziwei did not have the slightest fear, this county lord made Zhou Ziwei marvel again and again, but she was not an ordinary woman.

The county lord sat down slowly, tidied up his clothes, and then looked at Zhou Ziwei, and opened it meaningfully.

"Yo, why is Sectarian Zhou still standing, sit down."

Zhou Ziwei's head kept low, and when she heard the words of the county lord, her heart suddenly became speechless, this county lord's acting skills are not bad, and he can actually sing a one-man show here alone.

"Thank you, Lord Shire." Zhou Ziwei sat down and sat with a smile, waiting for the county lord to speak.

Seeing that Zhou Ziwei didn't speak for a long time, the county lord finally spoke, "Sect Zhou Advisor, do you still remember that you were promoted by the county lord when you sat in this position, otherwise you would still be the precarious son of the Zhou family." ”

"Remember, my subordinates have always remembered that if it weren't for the help of the county lord, I believe that the Zhou Mansion would probably be facing a huge crisis now."