In Miaochun Building, Chen Mingye waved at the figure who had just stepped into the restaurant, and Yan Wendao looked at it at a glance.

Today's Yan Wendao is dressed in a capable narrow-sleeved riding suit, and his hair is tied with a hollow and carved gold crown, which looks particularly energetic.

"Brother Chen?" Seeing Chen Mingye, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then walked straight towards Chen Mingye, "It's a coincidence that I was able to meet Brother Chen here today." ”

Chen Mingye looked at him and smiled slightly, didn't go around the bend with him, and said directly: "Brother Yan, didn't you forget the previous bet?"

Yan Wendao was obviously a little sluggish, obviously he didn't expect Chen Mingye to be so direct, but he didn't say anything, but instead strode in front of Chen Mingye, and then clasped his hands into fists and bowed: "Brother Ye." ”

"Hahaha......" Chen Mingye laughed loudly, looking proud, "Brother Yan is too polite, he is really a good man who is consistent with his words and deeds, Chen admires." ”

Yan Wendao didn't answer, and he didn't show any resentment because of Chen Mingye's smug expression, but just stared at him silently for a few times.

Chen Mingye touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed, so he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please: "Since Brother Yan is here, don't dislike it, let's have a meal together?"

Yan Wendao glanced at him a few more times before nodding.

"We've already ordered some, is there anything else Brother Yan wants to eat?" Chen Mingye saw that he didn't speak, and he really couldn't figure out his temperament for so many years. You must know that Yan Wendao was a fairly straightforward person in the past, when did he ever have such a depressed appearance.

"No need, Brother Ye came from afar, and it is Yan's fault to let you break the bank, how can you find fault with anything. Yan Wendao shook his head, and finally spoke again.

Chen Mingye was slightly stunned, thinking that Yan Wendao just reluctantly called him, but now it seems that Yan Wendao seems to be a common name, and he didn't shout at all.

"Cough," Chen Mingye coughed dryly, and glanced at Yan Wendao, who was still standing there, "Brother Yan, sit down, don't be too polite." ”

"Good. Yan Wendao sat down in response, but his eyes still fell on him.

The atmosphere on the table seemed to freeze for a moment.

Xiaohong's eyes widened, she glanced at Chen Mingye on the left and Yan Wendao on the right, and asked a little strangely, "Little junior brother, why don't you talk anymore?"

Chen Mingye laughed dryly twice: "Wait for the dishes." ”

"Oh. Xiaohong nodded, "Little junior brother, you still haven't told a story." ”

"You girl seems to be a bit of a dead brain. Chen Mingye was a little helpless, not to say it for a day, this little girl is diary in her heart, and sure enough, the promised things can't be nonsense, "That's it, then I'll tell you a snack story." ”

"Uh-huh. Xiaohong propped her chin in her hands and looked at him and nodded seriously.

"When I wanted to conquer the land south of the Jiangnan of Dongwu, our Dingyuan Marquis attacked for more than nine months before breaking the city. Due to the excessive fatigue of that station, the Marquis of Dingyuan fell ill after entering the city at that time, his appetite was not good, he did not eat tea and rice, and within a few days, the whole person lost nearly ten catties. Fortunately, there was a skilled chef who managed to make a dim sum in order to make him eat. Chen Mingye paused slightly when he said this, glanced at Xiaohong, and then saw the little girl's eyes shining brightly, staring at him intently.

"This kind of dim sum uses good white flour, sugar, lard, sesame oil, green and red silk, orange cakes, walnuts and other materials to make some round snacks with filling. The skin of this kind of dim sum has several layers of flower cakes, the gold threads are distinct, the middle is like a rapid current vortex, because it is fried in oil, the color is golden. When the chef serves the pastry, the aroma is fragrant and the appearance is attractive. ”

Xiaohong secretly smacked her lips.

Chen Mingye held back a smile and continued: "When the Marquis of Dingyuan saw this snack, he was happy in his heart and his appetite increased greatly. He picked one up, took a bite, and found it crispy, sweet, and delicious. Look at the filling inside, the color is white and delicate, the red silk wisps, the green silk strips, such as white clouds with rainbows, the color is delicious. So the more I ate, the more delicious it became, and I ate several meals in a row, so that the sick body was greatly healed. He was so happy that he rewarded the chef. Later, the Marquis of Dingyuan pacified Dongwu, remembered the labor of the saddle horse, the disease after the war, thanks to this kind of cake from which to relieve the emergency, so he called this kind of cake a great emergency. ”

"Great emergency?" Xiao Hong muttered, then grinned and looked at him flatteringly, "Little junior brother, let's order a bite to eat." ”

"I've given you an order. Chen Mingye smiled and said, "How about it, the story is over, this time you are always satisfied, right?"

"Hey, hey. Xiaohong looked at him with some embarrassment, reached out and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"The relationship between Brother Ye and Ling Mei is really enviable. Yan Wendao, who had been watching silently for a long time, finally said lightly.

Brother Yan laughed, they were brother and sister, so they should be like this. Chen Mingye returned as a matter of course.

Yan Wendao nodded, looked at him carefully, and did not speak.

After a while, Xiao Er over there had already come over with a plate of dishes: "Childe, this is the dish you ordered...... Huh?"

Xiao Er glanced at it, and saw Yan Wendao who had just sat down, and suddenly looked surprised: "Little Hou Ye, why are you sitting here today?"

Yan Wendao is also a frequent visitor to this Miaochun Building, so Xiao Erfang has this word.

"What, I can't sit in your lobby yet?" Yan Wendao replied lightly.

"That's not what you mean," Xiao Er put down the table and scratched his head, "It's just that you ...... before"

"Today is naturally different from what it was before. Yan Wendao said this, and glanced at the dishes sent by Xiao Er, "Take two more pots of Hantan incense, just count them on my account." ”

"Okay. Xiao Er answered, turned around and flew away again.

"Looking at these many dishes, Brother Ye'er's appetite is good. Yan Wendao looked at the table full of dishes and smiled faintly.

Chen Mingye laughed: "It just so happens that Brother Yan is here, so naturally it won't be wasted." ”

Yan Wendao was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised his head again.

"Brother Ye'er, have we met before?" Yan Wendao looked at him and said slowly.

"Brother Yan said and laughed, Chen was born in Yuzhou......" Chen Mingye shook his head with a smile, his expression was natural, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Wendao.

"You're not from Yuzhou. Yan Wendao stared at him and said very decisively.

Chen Mingye was stunned for a moment, when will this Yan Wendao still look at the face, even if he looks at the face, it will also look at the appearance of the face.

Yan Wendao looked at him, and a rare smile suddenly appeared on Fang Zheng's face: "I was born in Yanzhou, and it is not far from Yuzhou, but in your accent, there is no taste of Yuzhou at all." ”

"......" Chen Mingye looked at him, his brows already furrowed deeply.

"But you don't have to worry, I won't ask you too much," Yan Wendao said, picked up the wine jug, and actually poured a full glass of wine for Chen Mingye, and then sent it to him, "I only have one question I want to ask." ”

Chen Mingye narrowed his eyes slightly: "Brother Yan, please do your best." ”

"The question is, are you really Brother Ye?" Yan Wendao stared at him firmly.

“...... Naturally, I am me, who else can I be?" Chen Mingye couldn't answer directly, but he had to use a pun. It's just that so far, Yan Wendao has suddenly become difficult, and he still doesn't know the true purpose of Yan Wendao.

"You should be able to understand what I mean. Yan Wendao smiled, "In half a month, it will be the official family's fiftieth birthday, and many people are speculating that maybe the official family will announce the candidate for the prince on that day, we dare not say anything." But the Yan family is indeed about to make a choice. ”

Chen Mingye was stunned when he heard this, he was naturally clear about the situation in the court, but he never expected that it would be Yan Wendao who would come to him and say this.

"Lord Yan is far-sighted, and Brother Yan is also a smart person, so he has already made a decision in his heart. Chen Mingye looked down at the glass of wine pushed over by Yan Wendao, and the light in his eyes was dim.

Yan Wendao looked at him quietly for a moment, and saw that he didn't mean to move the glass of wine at all, and sighed slightly: "Two days later happens to be Yan's birthday, if Brother Chen has the heart, would you like to come to the house to celebrate Yan's birthday?"

Chen Mingye listened to the word "Brother Chen" in his voice, looked up at him and smiled: "Chen Mou has no merit yet, but he is a cloth cloth, the little marquis is invited, Chen Mou'an dares not to go?"

"It's not the little marquis, it's Yan Wendao. The man on the other side was straight, looked at him seriously and said, "The person who invited you is Yan Wendao." ”

Chen Mingye looked at his serious face, and for no reason remembered that he was the most dissatisfied teenager in the small group.

Yan Wendao was actually two years older than him, but his martial arts talent was indeed not outstanding. Chen Mingye changed from a state of debauchery to righteousness, and when he was in the third grade in three years, Yan Wendao had just reached the fourth grade, which was a shame for Yan Wendao, who was diligent day and night and never slackened.

Therefore, the young man who had been upright since he was a child had launched a solemn challenge to the merry young marshal who was famous in Kyoto, and he would not fight until Chen Mingye arrived at the realm of the four grades of martial arts. It's a pity that the Chen family was ruined, and Chen Mingye arrived in southern Xinjiang with exile, and the promise of that battle has not been fulfilled so far.

Chen Mingye looked at the man sitting opposite him, and smiled lightly: "Sure enough, it's Yanwen Dao." ”

Saying this, he stretched out his hand and took the full glass of wine sent by Yan Wendao, and looked at the person opposite and gestured: "Brother Yan is so polite, Chen is so gracious, he should drink this cup to show his heart." ”

Yan Wendao shook his head: "It's not that Brother Chen drinks alone, there are two pots of wine, and you need to enjoy it together, this kind of good wine Yan will not let Brother Chen take advantage of it." ”

Chen Mingye was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "So, it's better." ”

Xiaohong on the side didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, and ate happily with chopsticks. Speaking of which, when she was in Qingxuan, the little girl's appetite was already amazing, and after going down the mountain, it seemed that there was a tendency to continue to expand, so that Chen Ming would occasionally smack her tongue when she saw her at night.

Cup after cup.

Chen Mingye knew very early on that Yan Wendao was very good at drinking, but now it seems that he still underestimated Yan Wendao's true ability.

This guy can't be described in these two words, to be exact, it should be massive.

"Will enter the wine, don't stop the glass, and sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. Yan Wendao drank happily, and recited a few lines of the poems of the great poet Li Baiye in the previous dynasty.

"Why don't you stop the cup?" Chen Mingye only felt a surge in his stomach, and looked at the guy opposite with a bitter face. He didn't know how Yan Wendao's martial arts cultivation had grown in the past few years, but he had already experienced the increase in alcohol consumption.

"Brother Ye'er, drink again, why did you stop?" Yan Wendao glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth rose.

Chen Mingye knew very well that this guy was not drunk, and at this moment, he was probably taking advantage of the wine to test himself, or did he want to get drunk and talk to himself?

At this moment, he felt that his brain seemed to be a little dizzy, and even thinking seemed to be a little dull.

"Brother Yan, when will you be able to chant poetry?" Chen Mingye looked at him and felt that his tongue seemed to be a little big.

"Oh?" Yan Wendao smiled slightly, "Brother Ye'er doesn't know that I didn't know how to recite poetry before?"

"......", there was a loophole in just a sentence, and Chen Mingye wisely chose to shut up.

Xiaohong on the side seemed to be a little unbearable at this time, and stretched out her finger and pointed at Yan Wendao: "Hey, big man, are you bullying the little junior brother?"

"Little junior brother?" Yan Wendao's face was full of doubts.

"Hmph," Xiaohong seemed a little unhappy when he saw that he didn't answer himself, but his movements were very fast, and he stretched out his hand to support Chen Mingye, and then looked at Yan Wendao and said, "Little junior brother is a little drunk, I'll take him back first." ”

"Eh, little sister, your brother and I haven't had fun yet, how can we give up halfway?" Yan Wendao's face suddenly turned pale.

"Hmph, then you can drink it slowly. Xiaohong looked at Yanwen Dao with both hands on her waist, full of momentum.

"You little girl, how can you talk too much about adults. Yan Wendao shook his head, calmed down, and stretched out his big fan-like hand to brush Xiaohong who was in front of Chen Mingye aside.

"You do it again. Xiaohong is going to be angry!" The little girl looked at Yan Wendao and pouted unhappily.

Although Chen Mingye was a little dizzy for a while, he was far from losing consciousness, and at this time he realized that if he didn't speak again, he was afraid that this little girl would cause trouble again, so he hurriedly said: "Xiaohong, Brother Yan has good intentions, come back quickly." ”

Xiaohong turned a deaf ear, still clasping her hands on her waist, staring at the tall figure opposite.

Two figures, one big and one small, are facing each other a little strangely at the moment.

Chen Mingye sighed, and this time he only said two words: "Xiaohong." ”

When Xiaohong heard his voice, she stuck out her little tongue at Yan Wendao very unconvinced, and then sat back beside Chen Mingye stupidly.

Yan Wendao took a deep look at the cute little girl in front of him, he hadn't noticed it before, until the little girl stared at him just now, he was shocked to realize that there was a trace of killing intent on the little girl opposite, and even he was a little frightened.

Yan Wendao himself was a little funny in retrospect. The killing intent only appeared for a moment, and when the little girl sat back next to Chen Mingye, it quickly disappeared, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had drunk too much wine and had an illusion.

"Brother Yan is relieved, this good wine is rare, and Chen will naturally not miss it. Chen Mingye said this, reaching out and gently touching Xiaohong's little head.

"Hmph," Red pouted, still unhappily.

"Well, have fun today. Yan Wendao laughed.

Chen Mingye sighed, Yan Wendao was really capable, and he was stopped in a few words.

I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman.