The best silver frost and charcoal were burning the pot, and there were several people sitting in the steaming room.

Qi Yaozhen, the crown prince of the Marquis of Jiangze, has not changed much compared to before, and still reveals the three words "I have money".

Ji Hengzhi, the youngest son of Dali Temple, wore a round necklace with a robe in a color. At first glance, his appearance was ordinary, and even his eyes seemed ordinary. No one could have thought that he could be regarded as a gaze. Now he is a prison officer in Dali Temple. He has not been an official for a long time and has already gained some reputation.

Qiu Sheng, the son of the doctor of the Ministry of Justice, was a grown-up young man, and his hair was combed backwards. His hair was always tied tightly, which made Wei Zhao even want to ask him if this would hurt a little. He always felt that the broken hair on his forehead was a little sparse.

Zhong Shijie, the son of the Taichang Temple Minister, was like two people compared to the first meeting. After Lou Qingyun's work, he grew a lot. The stone-green jade belt outlined his slender waist. His cheeks were a little plump in the past, and his eyes were also smiling. Now he calmed down. When those eyes met Wei Zhao, they would have a faint smile, just like the rain in early spring.

These people are all good friends with Zhao Yilin. After the prince comes back, they will naturally get together. Another special person is Wei Zhao.

She wore a smoky gray brocade round necklace, and even the collar was embroidered with silver-colored bamboo leaves. Her hair was made of jade crowns, but she did not deliberately let Xiaosi dress her up as a man. Her facial features were still beautiful in her daughter's house.

Princess Yuan'an doesn't like to restrain her daughter, and even allows her to drink some wine outside, but she must not get drunk.

Before Zhao Yilin left, Wei Zhao brewed a pot of wine into the prince's mansion. Now there was a small pot of wine in front of Wei Zhao.

She used a bamboo knife to break through layers of sealing paper, and the aroma of wine slowly soaked out.

The brewing of this wine was inspired by Lin Qingwei. Mrs. Tang was so happy that she made salted green plums for her because of Lin Qingwei. Wei Zhao thought of brewing wine, and buried it before the prince left and could drink it after he came back.

"Good wine, good wine." Qi Yaozhen, the prince of the Marquis of Jiangze, kept sniffing, reminding people of the smell of small animals smelling the food.

This made Zhong Shijie laugh. Before Lou Qingyun had an accident, Ji Hengzhi was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who had the most. He patted Zhong Shijie on the shoulder and deliberately smiled, "Class Qi, don't let the princess laugh at him."

Qi Yaozhen said with a smile, "How could the princess laugh at me? Princess Mingyan is a good-natured and wise person. I am afraid that the princess will not laugh at me in this Kyoto."

Wei Zhao used a small bamboo tube to penetrate it and scooped out some of the wine. She dipped it in the wine and tasted it.

This jar of wine is usually brewed for half a year, but it has been brewed for more than half a year. Wei Zhao is afraid that the wine will break down.

It was fine to taste it with chopsticks, and then I took a small wine cup, and the clear wine was injected into it. The expression of the prince of the Marquis of Jiang Ze's mansion became even more exaggerated, as if he was about to come up and try the wine cup next moment.

Wei Zhao was not good at drinking, but she brewed the wine. She had to confirm if there was any problem, so she lowered her head and took a sip.

The brewing time exceeds the time, generally there are two consequences. The first consequence is that the wine is broken. When you try the wine, it will have an indescribable sour or bitter taste; the second consequence is that the wine is aged, and the wine is more mellow and more likely to be intoxicating.

Now Wei Zhao took a sip and felt that the wine, which should have been a bit sweet, had a slightly spicy feeling, which was the second phenomenon that was brewed more heavily.

"It can be drunk." Wei Zhao said, "I just can't drink too much. If I brew it for a long time, it will be easy to get drunk if I drink too much."

Wei Zhao used to drink some small wines such as plum wine and peach blossom wine. Now this is also plum wine. For her, the alcoholic power is a bit too strong, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Qi Yaozhen was waiting for Wei Zhao's words. Hearing that the wine could be drunk, he didn't wait for Wei Zhao to put down the small bamboo tube, he took the small bamboo tube from her hand and poured a small cup into the wine glass. He couldn't wait to drink it all, "Good wine and good wine!"

Since Zhao Yilin saw Qi Yaozhen's hand brushing Wei Zhao's hand, his dark eyes sank, and he said angrily, "You drink less, and then I said that this wine is easy to intoxicate."

Qi Yaozhen smiled and said, "It's not a problem, I won't get drunk if I drink a thousand cups."

"Do you dare to say this in front of Mrs. Hou?"

As soon as he mentioned his mother, Qi Yaozhen's expression suddenly became embarrassed, "Minxun..."

Zhao Yilin was just unhappy about Qi Yaozhen's actions just now and would not really sue Mrs. Hou. He took the small bamboo tube from Qi Yaozhen's hand and tasted the wine in the same way. "This wine tastes very good, but it is a bit intoxicating. With your alcohol content, you can drink up to three glasses."

Qi Yaozhen heard that the alcohol tolerance was limited and complained in a low voice, "How big is this."

Zhao Yilin didn't say anything, but his dark eyes looked at Qi Yaozhen. The latter smiled embarrassedly and avoided the former's gaze, "It's great, it's great, three cups won't be drunk, it's enough for me to have a good time."

Wei Zhao looked at the prince of Jiang Ze's father's family who was acting like a treasure, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. When she smiled, Zhao Yilin's expression also relaxed a little, and his dark eyes seemed to be no longer as sharp as a knife just now.

When Zhong Shijie heard the words of the two, his heart moved and suddenly thought of something.

His grandmother, Old Madam Feng, is now the chief of the girl's courtyard. Her grandmother likes Zhaozhao very much. Since she became the chief of the girl's courtyard, she has never lost her love for Zhaozhao. She also talks about something that she wants to find a good man for Princess Mingyan.

Suddenly, I didn't say much recently, just asking him not to ask. Princess Mingyan already had her fate, but Old Lady Feng didn't say who it was. Now Zhong Shijie suddenly understood something.

He looked at Zhao Yilin, afraid that this fate would be on the prince.

Among his peers, Zhong Shijie admired his friend Ji Hengzhi, but he could say that he worshipped the princess. He could not even imagine which lady could be the princess. Now that he saw Princess Mingyan, he suddenly felt enlightened.

If the prince should have any kind of princess, perhaps it is Princess Mingyan.

The broth in the copper hot pot had already boiled. Covered the silver frost and charcoal fire, and the broth inside became much smaller.

"Since the wine is good, use this wine to celebrate Minxun's return." Qi Yaozhen said.

After he finished speaking, everyone present stood up, and several people raised their cups high, and the white porcelain cups clashed with each other, making a crisp sound, just as clear as the laughter of a young man, and full of energy.

Wei Zhao's cheeks turned a little red when she was tasting the wine. Now that she has drunk the first glass, not only has her face turned red, but also has a faint mist in her shiny eyes.

"If you can't drink, don't drink it." Zhao Yilin whispered to Wei Zhao.

He was holding his ears to her, and the heat from his mouth slowly exhaled on Wei Zhao's ears.

Wei Zhao held a wine glass in his hand. She used to think that good wine was a bit spicy. I don’t know why everyone always liked wine. Now she was drinking the wine she brewed, looking at the steaming pot, and Zhao Yilin who had finally returned from the southwest, and smiled, “It’s okay, I’m very happy today. Brother Minxun, you are back.”

After she said this, Zhao Yilin felt a fever in his ears, and felt indescribable in his heart. There was a boiling soup in front of him, and his heart seemed to be boiling, and he burst out happily.

"Then drink less. If you drink too much, your mother won't allow you to come out next time." Zhao Yilin scooped Wei Zhao's hand-made meatballs with a colander, "If you want to drink, you can eat something to cushion."

When Zhao Yilin thought that Wei Zhao could not come out like this again, he felt uncomfortable when he thought about it. Now he asked someone to cook sober soup, which would be thicker. When he had eaten and drank, he would just drink a bowl and he would be awake.

Wei Zhao nodded, held the bowl obediently, poked a hole in the meatball with chopsticks, and sucked the soup inside with his crimson lips.

Zhao Yilin quickly turned his head and stopped looking at Wei Zhao. He lowered his head and took a sip of wine.

Qi Yaozhen smiled and said, "Minxun, don't drink too much, let's have a drink."

After Zhao Yilin clinked glasses with Qi Yaozhen, he slowly ate a vegetable, "I'm worried about you, I'm away this time..."

Zhao Yilin and the people in front of him talked about the process of treating locusts. When talking about the duck, they subconsciously followed the explanation of the mother's queen, not to mention how cute the duck was. When talking about eating the duck, Wei Zhao tilted his head, "Is it delicious?"

Zhao Yilin thought to herself, it’s not a pity that it’s his sister Ming Yan, she has such a temperament.

"It's delicious." Zhao Yilin smiled even happier. At this moment, his eyes were curved like a crescent moon, and his long eyebrows were raised high. He said with a smile, "This duck can only stop at night, and follow us to eat locusts during the day while rushing along. The duck's meat is plump and chewy, fresh and delicious."

"It's a pity that there are a lot of insects when we get to the east, but it's always rainy. If the ducks are not killed, the ducks will fall ill. So in the end, the ducks are all made into smoked ducks. They have always been preserved with ice."
Chapter completed!