Chapter 118: Go to the Triple Treasure Hall for Nothing
In the living room, Mr. Chen is dressed in high-quality silk. At first glance, you can tell that he is a wealthy and respectable man. He is in his fifties, of medium height, with a full head of black hair mixed with white hair. It can be seen that he has gone through some vicissitudes, and the chin is swollen.
His beard was as long as his index finger. At this time, he was twirling his beard and waiting for Xuan Yi's arrival.
The matter of Youyuan was contacted by Defu, so Mr. Chen had never met Xuan Yi. He thought that the people who could afford to rent Youyuan must not be ordinary people, and he kept thinking about how to deal with this regular tenant whom he had never met before.
There were footsteps outside the door. Mr. Chen stood up and walked to the door. He was met with a pair of sharp eyes. The overwhelming aura made him unable to stand, and he couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart. However, he was also a person who had seen the world and would not know how to do it.
Not being intimidated by this small scene, he regained his composure and said with a smile: "This must be Mr. Zheng."
Xuan Yi responded with a deadpan smile: "Mr. Chen, please take a seat."
As soon as he sat down, Xuan Yi continued: "Mr. Chen doesn't come to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Mr. Chen has seen many big scenes, but he did not expect that this small scene immediately made him feel more depressed. He could only forcefully smile and said: "Young Master Zheng is really generous. I can't hide it. I came here today because of the matter of Youyuan."
Xuan Yi glanced at him and said, "Oh, please tell me."
"Ten days later will be the annual drunken flower party. Since the drunken flower party twenty years ago, the annual drunken flower party has been held in Youyuan. Not because of the unique scenery of Youyuan and the numerous guest rooms, but also because of the Youyuan.
I have witnessed the beginning and end of every drunken flower party, so this year’s drunken flower party also wants to be held in Youyuan. But now Youyuan is rented by Mr. Zheng, so I came to bother you. I ask Mr. Zheng to agree to my request.
It's just a request." Mr. Zheng finished speaking in one breath and looked at Xuan Yi pleadingly.
Xuan Yi asked: "What is Drunken Flower?"
"Mr. Zheng is a foreigner and doesn't know anything. The so-called Drunken Flower Party is actually a drinking party?" Mr. Chen explained.
"A cocktail party?"
Looking at Xuan Yi's questioning look, Mr. Chen said: "Master Zheng misunderstood, our cocktail party is not an ordinary cocktail party, because not only the best wine in Luozhou City must be selected at the party, but also the most beautiful wine
flowers."
Xuan Yi was still confused and asked curiously: "Wine comes from Luozhou City, how can flowers not come from Luozhou City?"
Mr. Chen smiled and said: "Exactly, because the wine has to be brought into the palace, it is related to the reputation of Luozhou, so it must be selected from Luozhou, while the flowers can have no restrictions on their origin. After all, magical flowers are all over the heaven, and we are more
I want to see more.”
Xuan Yi then remembered that every year the wine tribute came from Luozhou, and he really didn’t expect it to be selected like this.
Mr. Chen continued: "Furthermore, our Luozhou Chamber of Commerce is responsible for the expenses incurred by the Zuihua Club. If there is a disaster anywhere in the world, such as floods or droughts, colleagues who participate in the Zuihua Club will donate part of it."
The money is used to support the court, so that everyone can not only choose the best wine to bring to the palace for the emperor to enjoy, but also see the best flowers and entertain themselves, why not do it? "
Xuan Yi was really amused and angry when he heard this, as if the people he saw cared more about the world than himself. However, he also began to wonder how such a drunken flower party was so attractive. It could not only share his worries, but also relieve his worries.
Seeing that Xuan Yi didn't speak, Mr. Chen was afraid that he would disagree, so he continued: "Mr. Zheng, I have rented Youyuan to you now. I shouldn't bother you, but I really have no choice because I can't find it anymore."
There is no more suitable place than Youyuan, so..."
"You don't need to say anything." Xuan Yi interrupted him and said, "I just agree."
"Really." Mr. Chen stood up in surprise, bowed and said, "This is the best. Thank you Mr. Zheng for helping me."
"It's just that I...I still have a condition." Xuan Yi said habitually.
"Master Zheng, just ask, I will definitely do it."
"You can't let anyone disturb you in this green radish garden."
"That's it, that's it. Don't worry, Mr. Zheng, I will definitely make arrangements."
Xuan Yi smiled and nodded, and Mr. Chen said, "I will send someone to take care of it in five days. I'll take my leave now."
"Please, Mr. Chen."
Lan Zihui sent the guests to the door and came back: "Your Majesty, aren't we going back to the palace?"
"I won't go back for now. I want to see the Drunken Flower Party. Don't you have some unfinished business? Don't be in a hurry. Wait and see."
"According to the decree."
While De Fu was still cleaning up, Xuan Yi came into the room and told him: "Eunuch De Fu, stop cleaning up. We won't leave the day after tomorrow."
Defu looked at Lan Zihui differently, and when he saw Lan Zihui nodded, he responded: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Qi Zi spent every day in the torment of self-blame. Whenever he thought about Ling Shijun's death and the sadness of the Ling family, he felt that it was his responsibility. At this moment, he was walking quietly in the flower path, looking outside the Green Luo Garden.
People were busy coming and going. She had already heard Defu's explanation. She was not interested in the drunken flower party and was just waiting for a chance to escape.
Looking at what Defu was doing in the small kitchen from a distance? Qi Zi walked over curiously and saw Defu sweating profusely and hurriedly cooking a pot of food. She asked: "Eunuch De, what are you doing?"
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Looking at the wolfberries, Defu put down the vegetable leaves in his hands and knelt down and said, "I'm here to bow to the queen."
Qi Zi said angrily: "Get up, don't do this again."
Defu stood up and said, "I don't dare, this is a rule set by our ancestors. How can we just change it?"
Knowing that he had said no to him, Qi Zi didn't say anything. He asked, "Look, you are so busy. What are you busy with?"
Defu smiled in embarrassment and said: "General Lan just came back and said he was a little hungry, and the slave is cooking noodles for him!"
"Cooking noodles?" Qi Zi looked at Defu and asked in confusion: "Didn't you cook the rice we had before? Why are you so flustered today?"
Defu chuckled bitterly and said: "I'm joking, I know how to cook. On weekdays, we always go to Yunxuan House to order food and have it delivered. Today, General Lan said he wanted to try my craftsmanship. I'm so excited."
You just came to the kitchen to suffer."
Qi Zi shook his head gently, looked at the mess on the table and said helplessly: "I'll do it."
Defu hurriedly put it off and said, "No, my wife is rich in gold. How can she do such a lowly thing? My life will be shortened."
Qi Zi said: "I've been doing it since I was a child. Besides, cooking won't shorten your life."
"But I still don't dare. If the emperor finds out, my head will not be saved." Defu begged.
Qi Zi became a little angry and said: "It's what I want to do, it has nothing to do with him. Stop talking and come and help me. I haven't cooked anything for a long time."
Seeing that he couldn't twist Qi Zi, Defu had no choice but to worry about it.
There are only vegetables, flour, and eggs on the table, which can really only make a bowl of noodles.