The prince is very fierce

In the small room in the courtyard, the heat brought by the stove made the room very warm. The candlelight was placed on the table, and several exquisite dishes were placed on the round table. The wine had been warmed and put aside.

The Xiao family's family banquet was held at the Xiao Mansion, and the Lu family across the street was also hosting a family banquet. However, there were too many people, and Xu Buling would definitely not be able to join in because of his status. Mrs. Lu set up a small table in her room, and the two of them Celebrate New Year together individually.

After Mrs. Lu married into the Xiao family, she became a widow without even having the chance to support her husband and raise her children. She could not have a deep relationship with the Xiao family, otherwise she would not have lived alone in another courtyard. Although she felt a little bit resentful to Xu Bu Ling is dishonest, but this New Year's Eve dinner is indeed cooked by his own hands, and he takes it very seriously.

After Xu Buring and Mrs. Lu paid homage to their grandfather Xu Lie and Princess Su who were far away in Suzhou, they sat down in the warm room, took off their winter clothes and shawls, and gathered around the round table in single clothes. The maids also came to the side room. It’s time to eat in the house.

Bang bang——

Brilliant fireworks exploded from a distance and were reflected on the window paper.

Mrs. Lu was wearing a close-fitting spring dress and took out a large purse from the tray next to her and handed it to Xu Buling: "Every year is safe. In the future, we must remember the teachings of our ancestors, be loyal, brave, upright and forthright, and do not disgrace the family tradition of the three generations of the Xu family. "

Xu Buling took it with both hands, took out a red purse from his arms, and handed it to Mrs. Lu: "I wish Aunt Lu will become more and more beautiful."

Mrs. Lu gave him an angry look: "I'm a widow, what's the use of being pretty..." Even though she said that, she still accepted it happily.

"Eat, eat."

Xu Buling raised his hand to pick up the chopsticks and turned his head to look. There were two bottles of wine on the table. The rich aroma of the wine hit his nostrils. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "Aunt Lu, what kind of wine is this?"

Mrs. Lu's eyes flashed with pride. She picked up a bottle of wine with her bare hands, opened the cork and brought it to Xu Buling:

"I had nothing to do a few days ago. I went to Sun's store to have a look and asked shopkeeper Sun to prepare some wine. See if it suits your taste."

Xu Buling came up and took a whiff. The wine smell was very strong, much stronger than the ordinary Duan Yu Shao. He raised his hand and poured a glass of wine and tasted it. A spiciness hit his forehead. It was completely high-grade liquor. Even he, who had experienced many battles, couldn't bear it.

"Well……"

Xu Bu Ling took a sip of wine and was so overwhelmed that he couldn't speak. He suppressed the alcohol and nodded: "What a strong wine..."

Mrs. Lu was very satisfied, and filled Xu Buling's wine glass with a crooked look: "Do you like it? How does it compare with the Queen Mother's two jars?"

Xu Buring couldn't say anything, so he nodded and said: "Yeah...I like it very much. It's much better than the two altars of the Queen Mother, but it's a bit stronger..."

"Drink more if you like. Last time the Queen Mother had two jars of wine, but you drank most of it by yourself..."

"..."

Xu Buling blinked his eyes. He gritted his teeth and wanted to finish the drink. He was celebrating the New Year anyway, so he didn't hesitate to have the New Year's Eve dinner with Mrs. Lu.

I wanted to pour two glasses for Mrs. Lu to try, but unfortunately Mrs. Lu had obviously tasted it in advance, and the woman's family couldn't drink it at all. She prepared ordinary sake and drank it by herself, not feeling sorry for her nephew who was too drunk at all...

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The moon shines brightly on Kyushu. Some families are happy and some are sad.

If you worry about killing people, it will be related to menstruation, so you have to rest somewhere and rest.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. Even on New Year's Eve, not every family happily eats the reunion dinner, which symbolizes family reunion.

The Li Mansion at the end of Kuishou Street is very different from the red lights of other mansions. White silk is still hung inside and outside. No one makes a sound in the mansion from top to bottom. The maids and servants go back and forth cautiously, for fear of making mistakes accidentally. The master who caused the pain of losing his son was beaten and scolded.

New Year's Eve was supposed to be a time for reunion, but the Li family turned off the lights early. While other families were busy having a reunion dinner, a carriage drove out from the back door and passed through the deserted streets to a Among the houses.

After the guards patrolled the surrounding area, Li Baoyi got off the carriage and walked slowly into a private house. It hadn't been long since Li Tianlu's death, and Zhongyong Hou, who was originally full of glory, now looked like he was ten years old, with gray hair on his temples and no trace of his popularity on his face.

There are only two legitimate sons of Li Baoyi, and they are both the pillars that will revitalize the Li family in the future. Now that Li Tianlu was beheaded and thrown at the door of his house, the murderer still lives on the same street, walking back and forth calmly all day long. As if nothing happened, how could Li Baoyi endure this blood feud. The Li family had lived in Kuishou Street for sixty years, and was far more loyal to the Song family than the King of Qi, who had an army with Xiliang. But now he has become a joke on Kuishou Street. How can he bear this shame and humiliation?

Squeak——

The courtyard door opened, and several men in short-sleeved shirts looked respectfully and bowed their hands.

Li Baoyi raised his hand to let everyone out and entered the courtyard alone. Mr. Chen Si from Yongningfang walked up to him respectfully, bowed his hands and said, "Master Hou, why do you have to come in person to let the servants go if you want to find me?" Just say hello.”

Whether in the arena or in the court, there are always things that are difficult to deal with when one's identity is revealed. One side is black and the other is white. Without access, it is almost impossible to move forward. At this time, there needs to be a matchmaker in the middle, so that both parties can trust each other before things can be done.

Fourth Master Chen traveled through the world of martial arts when he was young. He basically knew everyone from the black and white circles in the south and north. He had a lot of spies under his command, and he could be regarded as an information peddler in the world. Occasionally, when a wealthy family needs a little private work, or a charlatan wants to find a career, they would take the route of Fourth Master Chen.

Li Baoyi walked into the room and sat down. He rubbed his fingers and was silent for a moment before he said, "There are some things that are difficult to deal with on the face of it. Help me find a few people. Remember, don't let anyone know if your head falls off."

Master Chen Si sat down next to him and nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, Lord Hou. I, Chen Si, have been working hard in Chang'an for more than ten years and I know all the rules. May I ask what is the matter that makes you so cautious?"

Li Baoyi's eyes were gloomy. He raised his hand to let Master Chen Si lean over and whispered a few words.

Master Chen Si's face changed, his smile disappeared, and he sat back down again, thinking for a long time:

"Such a powerful thug... Who is the Lord going to deal with?"

"Can it be done?"

"Well... it costs more money."

Li Baoyi snorted lightly, stood up and walked out: "When the matter is done, you can choose the official position of gold and silver. My Li family in Kuishou Street still has some background."

Master Chen Si did not get up, but sat on the chair for a while before waving his hand to call his followers...