Mrs. Qin Xiangguo

023

Three days later, at Zhao Liang's home.

Zhao Liang sat beside the long table, and opposite him was his long-time friend Mr. Ping Yuan.

The two met each other when they were young, and their personalities hit each other well. After so many years, they also know each other well, and there is nothing they can't talk about.Today, however, the two middle-aged men looked at each other in blank dismay, silent.

Zhao Liang's expression was dull, and Mr. Pingyuan's face was not good-looking.

Until the servants of Lu Mansion brought up the tableware and wine vessels.

Mr. Pingyuan looked at Zhao Liang: "That girl Meng Wei, what is she doing?"

Zhao Liang was startled: "I...I don't know either!"

Mr. Pingyuan frowned slightly.

"What are you doing again?" He asked, "What big () trouble did Meng Kai get into so that you can't even speak?"

Zhao Liang's expression became even more embarrassed.

This time, it really wasn't his precious daughter who caused trouble.

Not long ago, the head of the Proton Mansion came to Zhao Liang and said that as long as he gave enough benefits, he could help release Gong Zizheng and his mother privately.

For more than a year, the daughter has been busy with the affairs of the son's government. She not only has to open a shop and manage her husband's family business, but also has to run back and forth to seek asylum for the son's government.Zhao Liang felt pain in his heart and couldn't do anything.

Zhao Liang felt that the proposal made by the Chief of the Proton Mansion was very feasible: as long as Gong Zizheng escaped from Handan like his father, wouldn't his daughter not have to work so hard.

However, this matter is still in the stage of discussion. Zhao Liang reached an agreement with the manager to not tell anyone, including his precious daughter, until everything is planned.

Today is the day of discussion.

As a result, early in the morning, Weizhen suddenly came back to her mother's house with a lot of servants and ingredients, and rushed into the kitchen without even explaining to Zhao Liang.

Not long after, Mr. Pingyuan also came, and he still came with Weizhen's invitation.

Zhao Liang was so anxious that he couldn't speak, that's why he and Mr. Pingyuan stared at each other just now.

Fortunately, when Zhao Liang was worried and couldn't explain it, a burst of smoky smell slowly drifted in from the outside.

Mr. Pingyuan tilted his head: "What's the smell?"

Zhao Liang immediately seized the opportunity to change the subject: "It is said that Weizhen has developed a new dish, and it is said to use a method that no one has used before to roast mutton. Before going to the wine shop, I specially asked you to come up and taste it."

Mr. Pingyuan: "This girl..."

Not to mention, in the smoky smell of charcoal, there is also a hint of salty and oily aroma, which makes people move their index fingers.

The originally eerie atmosphere in the room, as the smell of meat came in, suddenly eased for the most part.

And Zhao Weizhen in the kitchen has no time to think about it.

The lamb was cut into small pieces and marinated with salt, soy sauce, and maltose in advance. When the charcoal was hot, Zhao Weizhen skewered the lamb in a fat and thin way and put it on the oven.

For a moment, the kitchen was full of smoke and fire, and the mutton fat from the fatty meat dripped into the charcoal, and while it sizzled, the aroma couldn't stop pouring out of the kitchen.

This is beginning to approach the taste of the mutton skewers that Zhao Weizhen ate in modern times!

There's just no cumin, no chilli, and no other spices, so the finished product is probably far from modern.Moreover, Zhao Weizhen's barbecue skills are not as good as the future barbecue master.

But at least the smell of the lamb meat has been greatly reduced, and Zhao Weizhen has been moved to the point of tears, okay?

She grilled more than [-] strings of lamb kebabs, cut the marinated ribs into small pieces, and ordered the kitchen to grill them by herself. Then she took the skewers and brought a pot of hot medicinal wine to the main hall .

"Your Majesty, father."

Zhao Weizhen was beaming: "Come and taste my concubine's craftsmanship."

Mr. Pingyuan looked at Zhao Weizhen with a cold face, waited for her to put the kebabs into the food container, and said coldly: "What trouble have you caused?"

Zhao Weizhen was very wronged: "Is the concubine just a troublemaker in the eyes of the king?"

Mr. Pingyuan: "It would be an understatement to say that you are troublesome."

"I'm not thinking about it. I just had a new dish, and your lord and father haven't talked about the past for a long time, so I took this opportunity to invite you to sit at home." Zhao Weizhen respectfully poured wine for Mr. Pingyuan: "Your lord, taste it first. , let’s talk about concubines.”

The barbeque was placed in front of him, and the wine was full, Mr. Pingyuan snorted coldly, but followed Zhao Weizhen's suggestion.

He picked up the meat skewer, bit it lightly, and the fat and juice exploded in his mouth at the same time.

This barbecue meat is fresh and tender, full of salty fragrance. It is obviously mutton, but it is completely different from the one eaten by Mr. Yuan.The meat is not only not smelly, but also has a sweet smell.

Mr. Pingyuan is a nobleman, so his daily food is extraordinary.

However, after eating this lamb, he suddenly felt that even the barbecue that King Zhao had eaten in the court was basically not something that humans could eat.

After eating the meat skewers, I took another sip of the medicinal wine. The strong wine swept the smell of the medicinal materials into my throat, and it was hot until it warmed my stomach.

Mr. Pingyuan's gloomy face looked much better in an instant.

He glanced at Zhao Weizhen, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: Although this girl from Zhao Liang's family is usually crazy and aggressive, she does have real skills.

"Go ahead."

After eating and drinking, Mr. Pingyuan's mood also improved.When he spoke again, although his tone was still slightly reprimanded, he assumed an elder attitude: "Eating people is short of hands, I tasted and drank, and I should listen to what you said. "

Zhao Weizhen smiled.

"It's nothing." She said, "I just want to ask you, if I offend you, will you protect me?"

Mr. Pingyuan: "That depends on which nobleman you offended."

Zhao Weizhen: "Young Master Yan."

Lord Pingyuan: "..."

If it hadn't been for the fact that the medicinal wine was delicious and the barbecue was delicious, Mr. Pingyuan really wanted to get up and leave.

He was about to be laughed at by Zhao Weizhen.

"I will go to Qin to ask for peace, but it will only take a few months." Lord Pingyuan said, "You will offend Mr. Yan when you come back. Mrs. Meng Wei, how capable are you?"

"It's really not my fault."

Now Zhao Weizhen understands why there is a dining table culture in modern society.

Mentioning this matter with food and drink, and running to Ping Yuanjun's mansion to mention this matter are two completely different concepts.

"Qin and Zhao start a war, that's a matter for adults." Zhao Weizhen said eloquently: "But Mr. Yan just used this as an excuse to instigate Guo Kai's domineering and domineering sons of Qin to besiege and beat Qin's proton over and over again. The concubine was thinking, this matter is trivial. It’s big. If you talk about it in a small way, it’s children playing around; but if you talk about it in a big way, it’s Mr. Zhao taking the lead in bullying Mr. Qin!”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Weizhen helped Lord Pingyuan fill up the medicinal wine again.

"And your majesty also knows that King Qin sent a group of guards to Gong Zizheng, which is enough to show that he attaches great importance to this proton. If Gong Zizheng really has something good or bad, didn't the guards report it directly to King Qin? I don't want to see Gong Zizheng. It’s troublesome, so I took the initiative to stop it, but I didn’t expect it to make Young Master Yan Ji hate it.”

As Zhao Weizhen spoke, his delicate face collapsed again.

She had a quiet appearance, so she lowered her eyes, which seemed a little bit pitiful.

"Your Majesty." Zhao Weizhen said pitifully: "The concubine really had no choice, so I asked my father to be my host and invited you over."

Mr. Pingyuan picked up the wine vessel again.

Hearing what Zhao Weizhen said, Mr. Pingyuan's face was not very good-looking: "Young Master Yan... is really domineering."

Counting relatives, Mr. Pingyuan is the uncle of the current King Zhao, and the uncle of Gongzi Yan.

Now that the Zhao Kingdom has been defeated, Prince Chunpinghou has gone to Xianyang to be a hostage.As the prince's younger brother, Gong Ziyan bullied the four-year-old proton in Handan.

Even though he is also concerned about the State of Zhao, he only came up with this idea when he saw that the protégé of the State of Qin was not pleasing to the eye, but to spread the word would not only be petty, but also embarrassing.

When Mr. Pingyuan thought about it, he felt that this child was really narrow-minded.

It's nothing more than embarrassing himself. As the son of Zhao Guo, he is still embarrassing the royal family.

Zhao Weizhen hurriedly saluted: "I beseech you, Your Majesty, to be the master for my concubine."

Mr. Pingyuan: "Get up first, this matter—"

In the middle of his speech, there was a sudden loud commotion outside the door.

Mr. Pingyuan frowned immediately, and looked at his guard: "What's going on?"

There was a loud bang at the door, and the tightly closed door of Zhao Liang's house was kicked open!

Dozens of soldiers in armor swarmed into the front yard and surrounded the main house.

Such a scene confused the guards brought by Mr. Pingyuan, and they were not polite, and immediately showed their weapons: "Whose orders did you follow?"

"--mine."

Only the arrogant voice of a young man came from behind the soldier.

In the main room, everyone could hear clearly.

"Zhao Liang is a traitor, how dare he conspire with others to treason." He said loudly, "My son Yan is not qualified to arrest him, is he?"

At the table in the main room, Zhao Liang's face changed drastically when he heard this!

Gongzi Yan walked towards the main room with haughty steps, and sneered a few times when he smelled the smell of meat.

"It's so leisurely and leisurely. Not long after our army was defeated, we held a banquet at home to enjoy it?" The young man's face changed suddenly, and he stepped over the threshold: "Everyone in this room is a traitor, I will arrest them all—"

"Who are you going to catch?"

The familiar voice made Gongzi Yan suddenly startled.

He raised his head, but before he could see the people in the room clearly, he saw a wine vessel coming and hit Gongzi Yan directly on the forehead!

The young man was hit by the wine vessel, and even spilled medicinal wine all over his body.He staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.

Looking up again, I saw Mr. Pingyuan sitting at the head of the desk in the main room!

Mr. Pingyuan's face was as dark as the bottom of a barbecue oven, and he looked at Gongzi Yan angrily.

On the front foot, Zhao Weizhen had just finished crying and complaining that Gongzi Yan was bullying others, but on the back foot, he led troops to block people's doors?

"Young Master Yan is so majestic." He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to take me back too?"