In Hu Tou, the mouth of the pot containing wine is used as a target. The target is thrown at a certain distance. The winner is decided based on the amount of investment. The loser is fined with alcohol. They often play this game to promote drinking.

Lu Xiaoxian is right, Li Xianhui is indeed incomparable to others in throwing pots.

Just when everyone was having a great time, a delicate boat came leisurely through the water not far away. Although the speed of the boat was slow, there was no doubt that it was heading towards them.

Lu Xiaoxian had good eyesight and saw several yellow tassels flying in the wind on the boat. There seemed to be a figure behind the gauze curtain in the cabin.

As the boat passed by the boat, a breeze blew and a corner of the gauze tent was lifted up. Lu Xiaoxian could see clearly that Shangguan Wan'er was watching them.

After Lu Xiaoxian thought for a while, he understood Shangguan Wan'er's purpose.

He smiled slightly and shouted to everyone: "That's it for today. Tomorrow at Shen Shi, let's go to Prince Liang's Mansion to play polo."

Everyone cheered in unison.

Wu Yanji said: "Master Lu, I have something to do tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to go!"

Li Chongrun shouted: "Is there anything more important than playing polo? You have to go!"

Wu Yanji hesitated.

Wu Chengsi has been bedridden, and Lu Xiaoxian guessed that Wu Yanji was worried about his father's condition, so he refused.

"You'd better go! Let's all have fun together!" Li Xianhui on the side also advised.

"Okay then!" Wu Yanji finally agreed.

Li Chongrun shook his head and said: "My sister's words are more effective. You guys really value sex over friends!"

Li Xianhui became angry when she heard this and couldn't help but said: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

The crowd roared with laughter.

…

After listening to Shangguan Wan'er's words, Wu Zetian asked: "Who are they?"

Shangguan Wan'er came one by one: "Nanyang County Prince Yanji, Huaiyang County Prince Yanxiu, Gaoyang County Prince Chongxun, Shao Wang Chongrun, Yixing County Prince Chongjun, Linzi County Prince Longji, Yongtai County Princess Xianhui, Anle County Princess Baoer, Ying Guo

Gong Chongjian, plus Lu Xiaoxian, there are ten people in total!"

Wu Zetian asked strangely: "Why is this Lu Xiaoxian so capable? How did he manage to unite so many royal disciples?"

No wonder Wu Zetian found it strange that Nanyang County Prince Wu Yanji and Huaiyang County Prince Wu Yanxiu were the sons of Wu Chengsi, Gaoyang County Prince Wu Chongxun was the son of Wu Sansi, Shao Prince Li Chongrun, Yixing County Prince Li Chongjun, Yongtai County Prince Li Xianhui and Anle

Princess Li Guoer is Li Xian's child, Linzi County Prince Li Longji is Li Dan's son, Ying Duke Xue Chongjian is the son of Princess Taiping, these people are basically the most noble royal relatives.

"I find it strange too!" Shangguan Wan'er wondered, "These people listen to Lu Xiaoxian anyway!"

"Besides catapulting and throwing pots, what else do they play?" Wu Zetian asked carefully.

"Shuanglu, Liubo, Aipu, Tibetan hook, holding a bamboo pole, long line, shooting, winning money, cockfighting, they play almost everything!" Shangguan Wan'er added, "By the way, there is also polo. Tomorrow

They made an appointment that Shen Shi would go to Prince Liang's Mansion to play polo!"

"Ignorant and ignorant!" Wu Zetian couldn't help shaking her head.

When Emperor Taizong was young, he also liked to train falcons, race horses, gamble, and hit balls, but after he became emperor, he no longer indulged himself. Taizong knew that the emperor's every move should not be taken lightly. As the saying goes, "The king of Chu has such a slim waist, but he is so hungry in the palace."

"Death". The difference between a wise king and a foolish king lies in suppressing or indulging one's hobbies.

It's certainly not a good thing for Lu Xiaoxian to have fun with a bunch of royal relatives every day.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't know what Wu Zetian meant, and was worried that Lu Xiaoxian's actions would arouse Wu Zetian's dissatisfaction, so she cautiously suggested: "How about I go tell Lu Xiaoxian and tell him not to interfere with the kings anymore?"

"No need! It's a good thing to bring all the kings together. Let him go!" Shangguan Wan'er was a little surprised by Wu Zetian's tolerance towards Lu Xiaoxian.

Wu Zetian thought for a while, then grabbed one of Shangguan Wan'er's hands and asked: "Wan'er, tell me, after I am a hundred years old, will Xian Dan and my grandnephews of the Wu family be able to live in peace?"

Shangguan Wan'er thought for a moment and said, "Maybe."

Wu Zetian shook his head, with a worried look on his face, and said: "Given the current situation, I am afraid that when I am a hundred years old, the prince will be incompatible with Zhu Wu, and my grandnephew of the Wu family may have no place to die for the Tang clan in the future."

"No, I think Prince Xian and Prime Minister Wang Dan have quite docile personalities, unlike their masters who are quick to kill with swords."

Wu Zetian was silent for a while and said: "Although the second son is good, there are outsiders who are provoking it. I must first come up with a strategy that has both ends in order to ensure that a hundred years from now, the second son and all my nephews and grandchildren can still coexist and prosper together."

At this point, Wu Zetian changed the topic and brought up the matter of Li Wu's oath: "Wan'er, tell me, will Lu Xiaoxian's idea last time work?"

This time Shangguan Wan'er learned the lesson wisely and nodded quickly: "Your Majesty, this is a great idea. It is actually a two-pronged strategy. It can maintain the long-term national destiny of our Great Zhou Dynasty and allow future generations to coexist peacefully."

"Wan'er, when you arrange this, it must be solemn. Choose an auspicious day to appoint the prince, prime minister, princess Taiping, Wu Chengsi, Wu Sansi and other military officials to make oaths, swearing never to violate each other in the future and to live together and prosper together. , tell heaven and earth to the Mingtang, and inscribe it on the iron coupon!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wan'er agreed.

…

In the afternoon, he was going to play polo at Prince Liang's Mansion. Li Chongjun was too lazy to eat in the palace at noon, so he sent Lu Xiaoxian to have lunch with him at Qiufengpo.

Zuixiaolou, which Qiufengpo defeated in the last cooking competition, according to the bet, Wang Hufeng's Zuixiaolou became Lu Xiaoxian's third Qiufengpo new restaurant, and Zhan Kui also became the head chef of Qiufengpo new restaurant.

Nowadays, Qiu Feng Po has become famous and has become the most popular place in Nan City. Anyone with some respectability will reserve a seat upstairs in Qiu Feng Po and come to eat every day. Even in the lobby downstairs, there is no empty seat. when.

The seats next to the windows upstairs offer a view of the street.

Li Chongjun was sitting in the concubine waiting for Lu Xiaoxian. Out of boredom, he leaned over and looked down at several people from the Western Regions who were juggling at the window.

Occasionally, there is a plump blond orchid, wrapped in brocade silk, whirling and dancing seemingly without getting tired. The more she dances, the faster she dances, revealing a large section of her fair skin.

Li Chongjun was so absorbed in watching that he didn't even notice that there was another person around him.

This was an old man about fifty years old. He placed a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings on the table, and then stared at Li Chongjun's waist.

After a long time, Li Chongjun finally couldn't help it anymore: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

The old man stared at Li Chongjun intently and said calmly: "I am the chief chef here, my name is Zhan Kui, your sword is good, I want to buy your sword!"

Li Chongjun couldn't help but find it funny after hearing this. He was once a swordsman who made a living by killing people. Most of the people who saw him draw his sword are no longer in this world. Although he no longer works as a swordsman because of Yu'er, but However, this shakuyou sword has never left the body for a moment. To outsiders, it seems like a jade pendant or sweat towel, just an ordinary ornament on the waist.

Li Chongjun knew that this sword was a testimony to the arrogance and arrogance of drinking and singing in the past. Although it was a small sword, not as long as a ruler, its whole body glowed with blue fluorescence and cut iron like clay. The sword has not been released in the past few years.

After passing the scabbard, the sword's obvious aura gradually diminished. I guess the other party didn't recognize the sword, otherwise how could he dare to step forward and ask for it so boldly?

"This is strange. You are a cook. Why did you buy my sword?" Li Chongjun pressed his hand on his waist involuntarily, and his fingertips touched the cold hilt. The shakuyou sword was still there.

Zhan Kui became impatient and stamped his feet: "Are you selling it or not?"

There was such an interesting cook in the autumn wind. Li Chongjun smiled and slowly picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling.

Zhan Kui watched Li Chongjun swallow the shrimp dumplings in one mouthful and suddenly asked: "Is it delicious?"

This sound sounded extremely sincere, and Li Chongjun's heart moved faintly, and he said: "The things made by Mr. Lu's Autumn Wind Breaker are naturally delicious."

Zhan Kui looked at the pink and white shrimp dumplings and the blood-purple thousand-feuille cake on the table, and muttered: "You, come with me."

The tone was low, which was very different from before.

Lu Xiaoxian had not arrived for a long time, and Li Chongjun was already a little impatient. Now that he was being messed up by the cook, he naturally felt a little uncomfortable. But seeing his solemn expression, he couldn't help but put down his cups and chopsticks and followed him down the stairs.

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The back room of Qiu Feng Po is huge and is divided into cold food department, hot food department and flower snack department according to different processing procedures.

Although Li Chongjun likes Qiufengpo's dishes, he has never been to the kitchen to take a peek.

Zhan Kui led Li Chongjun to a small room in the back and stood there. He pushed the door and went in. He saw a clean stove and a three-foot-square food preparation table, with several white porcelain dishes neatly arranged on it.

There are small open-bottomed bowls with different ingredients such as diced pineapples, honey-roasted banana paste, diced olives and pork, shrimps and crab sticks, etc. A ball of white and soft dough is piled in the middle of these small bowls.

Zhan Kui washed his hands, gently rolled up his sleeves, lifted his dry arms, pulled out a piece of dough, and started kneading it with extremely quick movements.

Li Chongjun saw that his movements were very skillful and couldn't help but ask: "What are you..."

Zhan Kui didn't even raise his head and continued smoothly: "These days, I have learned a Tianzhu noodle dish."

Li Chongjun was leaning against the door, watching Zhan Kui grease his hands and press the small piece of dough into a cake with his palms. He then held the edge of the dough and shook it out. Although the piece of dough was small, it was extremely tough.

Well, he flew out suddenly in the direction of Zhan Kui's hand.

Seeing that he was about to take off his hand, Zhan Kui didn't even blink. He saw the move of the dough, pressed his wrist lightly, loosened the fingers holding the edge slightly, and then clasped the whole dough inward.

They all took it back. Compared with before taking action, the dough had more than doubled in size. Before it could stop in the hands, the dough was thrown out again.

This time, it seemed that he had used a point or two of strength, and the cake was thrown upwards in a rotating direction. Huhu made a sound, paused briefly in the air, and then hit it straight down.

When Li Chongjun saw Zhan Kui, he didn't even frown. He put his palms together, cut them out diagonally, and placed them on the edge of the cake. Then he shook his arms, and the two palms were staggered a few inches, crossing one in front and one behind.

Press the cake onto the cutting board.
Chapter completed!