A few people arrived at the pear blossom forest, and it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, so they found a pavilion a little far from the roadside and deep into the pear blossom forest.For fear of losing petals from insects, Yuan's mother ordered the servants to put the cakes in the pavilion, while Zhong's mother brought Madam Li, Zhong Qing and a few servants to set up the stove.

It is said that the stove is nothing more than a few air-holed porcelain jars, with coals in them, which ignited the fire.One has a shelf on it, and the other is a small pot with broth brought from home, and the meat can be eaten after roasting or rinsing on it.

Since Zhong Qing followed her from her hometown in Qiongzhou, she had experience and didn't need Zhong's mother to do anything, so she brought other servants to make things clear.

On the men's side, Ding Yang and Ding Feng also brought people to fix the necessary things, and set up two other stoves to boil some hot water, so that they could make some tea to dissolve the greasy after eating meat.

Lin Ruhai and His Majesty the Emperor Yi Rongcheng hit it off right away, they didn't care about the stoves, they stood under the pear tree and watched other people busy.

Mr. Wei was touched by the scene and became emotional, so his poetry flourished unavoidably.Seeing that he was about to release a song, Zhong Chu smeared oil on the soles of his feet and walked to his mother's side as if nothing had happened.

"Why don't you wait by your father's side?" Mother Zhong looked at her son's foolish appearance, and secretly twisted his arm.Zhong Chu was indifferent, smiled and approached Zhong Chu secretly and said: "My father and master are composing poems impromptu, it's not like you don't know that I'm not very good at it."

Mother Zhong raised her eyebrows and looked him up and down.

"The poems written by your palace test are catchy even for children..."

"Mother..." He said softly again: "My son is indeed not very good at composing poetry..."

Mother Zhong ignored him, turned her head and continued to watch the servants busy.

Zhong Chu touched his nose resentfully, and sure enough, he would always be responsible for copying the big brother's poems!He really didn't have much interest in poetry and songs. Among the three people over there, one was the big boss, the other was the future father-in-law, and the other was his own father.

"Zhong Chu, come here." Zhong Chu still wanted to hide away, but Lin Ruhai called him over when he saw that he wanted to hide away.

Zhong Chu walked back silently again, with an upright look on his face, as if the person who sneaked away just now was not himself.

"My lord Lin and I have written poems, but your father can't comment on anything, let's see who is better?"

Father Zhong winked at Zhong Chu, he was just a villager, he knew a few words and could settle accounts, but he didn't know the poems and songs of those troublesome sons, it made me dizzy just looking at him!Master Wei and his father-in-law asked him to comment, let alone comment, he couldn't even understand it!

Master Wei acted as if he was determined to win, and his in-laws refused to give in, and it was not easy for him to show his identity as Master Wei.Father Zhong's head grew big. Seeing the pot being thrown to his son, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to the servant who was watching the stove, pretending that he was looking at the stove seriously!

"This... Master's poems are romantic without losing the charm of literati, and Mr. Wei's bold and delicate poems are endlessly evocative. The poems of the two have their own merits and lines, and they are really incomparable!"

Zhong Chu felt that neither of them could afford to offend him, so he made a compromise.Mr. Wei took a folding fan and knocked on his head and said, "Slick tongue", Lin Ruhai glanced at Mr. Wei indifferently, pulled Zhong Chu and Mr. Wei away calmly, and then turned his head and said lightly: " Ah Chu might as well compose a poem and see if you have given me back all the things I taught you before."

Zhong Chu instantly turned into a bitter face. His master had a grudge against him, right? !

After racking his brains and scratching his stomach, he finally remembered the poems of Tang Dynasty poets.Anyway, he didn't use it to elevate himself, so he picked up a pen and wrote it on rice paper, and finally signed the poet's name.

"Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom! Good!"

Lin Ruhai wanted to praise him, but stopped talking after watching the second half.Master Wei looked up at the sky in embarrassment, and looked up at Father Zhong.

"Old Zhong, is the stove ready? I'm so hungry, you're not good at hospitality!" As he spoke, he ignored Lin Ruhai and Zhong Chu, ran to the side of Father Zhong, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on his left hand. side.

Although Father Zhong was curious as to why he looked like he had done something wrong, he didn't ask any further questions.Master Wei chattered all day long, saying some inexplicable things, and asked him why he was talking about the emperor, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism and so on.It was okay to say that he was the emperor if he didn't know before, but now that he knows, he might be too embarrassed to say those words.

Father Zhong curled his lips, brought him a small bowl, and greeted him, "My in-laws, Ah Chu, come over for dinner."

Lin Ruhai asked Zhong Chu to put away the poems written by Zhong Chu, and the two came together.There is no distinction between the round table and the four people sitting together.Both Lin Ruhai and Mr. Wei did not eat or sleep, and Zhong Chu, a junior, could only serve as a quail. Seeing the gloomy atmosphere, Father Zhong asked the servant if the wine was warm enough.

"Flowers naturally require wine. This is the Qionghua wine brewed at home a few years ago. It tastes clear and sweet. Today, I will also be a literati and poet drinking with friends to enjoy flowers."

As Father Zhong spoke, he raised his wine glass, and several of them had a drink together.Qionghua wine is indeed as Father Zhong said, it is sweet and has the unique fragrance of Qionghua.

A few men drank a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere was still dull, and they confessed their hearts in a short while.Zhong Chu didn't dare to be careless, he only stood by as a foil, and didn't dare to drink too much.

"Eat some venison. I specially asked the kitchen to get it out this morning. It's fresh."

The men were drinking, and a few female relatives sat around the small round table they brought, and there was no need for servants to wait on them. Mother Zhong took a piece of meat for Mrs. Zhao with her chopsticks, and another piece for Daiyu.

Xiaodoubao's eyes were wide open, looking at the meat in the bowls of mother and sister, and looking at the carrots in the bowl of his mother and sister, he felt unbalanced and pouted.

"My aunt is partial to my sister and mother, will you pick them up or not?"

Mother Zhong was amused by him, she took the chopsticks with a smile, and picked up a piece of carrot for him.

"Come on, eating carrots is good for your health and you will grow taller."

Xiaodoubao is stupid, there are extra carrots here, and suddenly feels that the world is not friendly to him, and pretends to be wronged with a mournful face. Mother Zhong is not teasing him after laughing enough, and puts a piece of venison for him, and puts a chicken wing in his bowl .

Xiaodoubao squinted his eyes and ate the meat in two or three bites, afraid that his mother would not let him eat more.

Daiyu was weak and couldn't eat too much venison, so she only picked some vegetables to eat.

"Ma'am, the fish is ready to be steamed."

Zhong Qing brought the freshly steamed fish out of the pan, scooped up two more pieces with a spoon, and put them into the bowls of Daiyu and Xiaodoubao respectively.

"Knowing that Miss Lin can't eat too much meat, and fearing that Second Master Yu would be angry if he ate too much venison, we specially prepared an eight-treasure fish."

While talking, he scooped another piece for Mrs. Zhao, and finally gave a small piece for Mrs. Zhong.

"Mrs. Lin also eat some to see if it suits your taste."

Mrs. Zhao smiled and tasted it. The meat was tender and juicy, and it was indeed delicious.

Daiyu has never been able to eat too much meat, and Xiaodoubao was afraid of getting angry if she ate venison at a young age. She was worried just now, but she didn't expect Zhong to be so thoughtful.

Only people like the Zhong family and his wife can raise a child with both civil and military skills like Zhong Chu. After a hundred years from her and the master, there is no fear that Doubao will not be able to survive when she is young, with her sister protecting her and a brother-in-law as powerful as Zhong Chu standing behind her. The family was bullied.

Zijuan took turns to eat at another table next to her, and after another group of people changed, she returned to Daiyu's side.

"Girl, I just saw Miss Qian and Miss Ying."

The author has something to say:

There are so many typos!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like