Even after the repeated sincere attempts of Prince Zhao Yan, Zhu Boan still did not stay in Taibaiju for lunch. According to him, he was a soldier's mud legs and was used to eating large pots of food covered with mud and sand. Although the exquisite snacks like Tianranju look delicate, if you let yourself eat them, it would be like a beef chewing peonies, and you would not be able to taste the delicate taste in it. It would be better to eat two big bowls of rice with vegetables and eat sweetness when you go back to your house.

Although Zhu Boan said this, judging from his face, he clearly had the meaning of words in his words.

The prince Zhao Yan stood up, bent down all the way and took Zhu Bo'an to the door, watching Zhu Bo'an put on a straw raincoat, and brought seven or eight honest men who were handsome but had flashed from some corner, but had a flash of light in their eyes. Without saying goodbye to Zhao Yan, he boarded the war horse and left in the wind and rain.

After a long time after Zhu Bo'an and his group disappeared at the corner of the road, Zhao Yan straightened up his back, and the sincere smile on his face disappeared. The kindness in his eyes was no longer the same as before. The sinister and cruelty inside were enough to overwhelm the entire Taibaiju.

Zhao Yan took a snow-white towel handed over by Xuyi Weng and wiped his face carefully. Although he was wiping his face, his sinister and cruel eyes were still staring at the drizzle outside, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

After wiping his face, Zhao Yan didn't say a word, and threw the snow-white towel out the door, and then walked back to his position in silence, without saying a word throughout the whole process.

A pair of good snow-white towels, moistened by the spring rain, immediately became worthless in the mud.

Xuyi Weng waved his hands gently towards the two gray-clothed servants waiting under the eaves. The servants leaned over and said softly, and then hurriedly retreated in the spring rain. In less than a moment, under the full force of Taibaiju's kitchen, less than half a cup of tea, four soups, eight colds, sixteen heats, a total of twenty-six dishes, escorted by twenty-six beautiful maids, were placed one by one in front of Zhao Yan.

After all the maids put the dishes down, three more blue-clothed flower lovers with a figure and appearance several times higher than the twenty-six maids before were holding oil-paper umbrellas, carrying hot wine, Yingying walked to the table to serve.

There were no outsiders here, so Zhao Yan no longer had to put that kind smile on his face. He curled up on the cushion without any manners, hugged his legs with his arms, rested his chin on his knees, staring at the twenty-six dishes and three pots of Jiujiu Spring Wine on the table with expressionless face, his eyes were dazed, and his whole body was like a wooden sculpture.

After all the three pots of Jiujiuchun wine were slightly chilled, Zhao Yan woke up as if he was dreaming. He first lowered his head and chuckled, then raised his head and laughed silently, and finally raised his head and laughed silently!

Xuyi Weng, who was sitting opposite Zhao Yan, has been with Zhao Yan for many years. He is used to Zhao Yan's appearance now, but the three beautiful maids who served on the side did not know what kind of devil the crown prince of this country was so crazy. Although the three of them still stood straight with a smile, their gently raised eyebrows and their little hands holding the corners of their clothes showed that the three of them might not be as calm as they were on the surface.

After a long laugh, Zhao Yan returned to normal, still in the lazy sitting position, but at least his expression was a little normal. He reached out and pinched a whole bunch of green grapes, lifted the grapes high with his right hand, gently tilted his head, bit off three grapes in one bite, and chewed them gently in his mouth.

Xuyi Weng picked up a pot of Jiujiuchun wine, poured wine for Zhao Yan and smiled: "If you want to say that Jiujiuchun wine is indeed a unique taste. Although it is not as good as the immortals in our palace, it can definitely be regarded as a good wine in the world. Without the complete nine processes, you can't make this authentic Jiujiuchun wine. Although Taibai Curie has a lot of wine collections, this Jiujiuchun wine is still not very authentic."

Zhao Yan chuckled: "Where should I tell you where Jiujiuchun wine is the most authentic? Of course, it is Luo Shangshu's mansion."

Xuyi Weng put down the wine pot and said, "Your Highness is smart, but unfortunately, I may not be able to drink a sip of authentic Jiujiuchun wine in my life."

Xuyi Weng's words are very suspicious of killing people. Zhao Yan could naturally hear the implicit meaning of this wise old man who was with him day and night. After swallowing the grapes in his mouth, he said softly: "My cheap grandpa doesn't know what he thinks. Suddenly, he became involved in the political affairs of our Daqian, and it was a fight together... It seems that he is extremely stupid. Luo Youzhi's guy is like a stone in a pit, without oil and salt, and invulnerable swords and guns.

It was because he was in the Ministry of War that the hands of the palace and the princes could not be inserted into the Ministry of War. Although the six major armies of the court each had their own leadership, the Ministry of War was the clearest among the six ministries, but it was one of the six ministries. If you don’t talk about the six major armies, how could the whole world’s government troops be worth 300,000 to 400,000? Although these people secretly gathered together to keep warm, they still had to listen to the mobilization of a tiger talisman in the hands of our Ministry of War and our father.”

Xuyi Weng smiled and said calmly: "This Luo Youzhi is very good at ease and strength, but he has little talent. The reason why he chose to do this is because he does not have to have other disciples of the Gu family. The label of Gu family is too heavy and cannot be washed away by just turning aside. Instead of doing this, it is better to die and live. Although in the officialdom and the temple are most taboo in this gamble of bankruptcy, we have to admit that he should have won the bet this time and won the favor of Duke Zhu. Even His Majesty now looks at Luo Youzhi differently. A small half of the 'business' left by the Gu family has now been taken over by the Luo family. If it continues to develop with this momentum, in time, the three names of "Little Gu family" are just around the corner."

Zhao Yan curled his lips, obviously not caring about Luo Youzhi, but asked with a little interest: "Luo Youzhi's incompetent son is said to have begun to know shame and be brave now?"

Xuyi Weng nodded, his tone still calm: "The descendants of generals in Chang'an City, or the playboy descendants of Huang Zi, have to be said to have always been much higher than those poor scholars. Even if they have known to fight eagles and dogs and steal fragrance and jade in the first twenty years, as long as they reform, they can get a shameless evaluation before they are brave. This young master Luo Fuluo is now like a different person. Although he is still fighting for courage, he is all for the house and the old man left by the Gu family. It has to be said that in the hearts of some old people in Chang'an City, he still praises this son's courage to do it even though he knows it is impossible."

Zhao Yan directly reached out and picked up an unknown piece of meat and threw it into his mouth. While chewing it, he said disdainfully: "Those old stubborn people are like the censors in Chang'an City. They are all empty names but not practical. 'I say that censors are not as good as dogs, and dogs barking still have chickens crowing.' This sentence is really rough and not rough. With the appreciation of those old stubborn people, it is useless. He should be excluded and excluded, and he should be beaten. He is good at knowing shame and brave, but he is brave in the wrong direction."

Xuyi Weng raised his wine glass and smiled calmly: "A few years ago, this kid has been hiding with Gu Xianfo. The beatings he has now been to give an explanation to himself in the past. Every time he gets punched, the playboy aura on his body can be washed away. Who doesn't do such a good deal?"

Zhao Yan immediately raised his wine glass, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and drank it all in one go.
Chapter completed!