Sui Sui Jianing

The people in the back stood together, and also smiled and cupped their hands to say congratulations: "Congratulations, master, I am one year older. I hope that from the next 8000 years, I will look like this year, like this year!"

The voice was so loud that it resounded throughout Chu Mansion, and even the children from Yeyuan followed, stood behind, and laughed after speaking.

Everyone's blessings are from the heart, with sincere smiles on their faces.

Chu Wuhen's heart burned, and he smiled movedly, "Thank you."

He returned a salute and said generously: "Xin Lu, turn around and ask the accountant to give everyone in the whole family an extra month's worth of silver, so that everyone can be happy together."

"Thank you, master!" Xin Lu cheered.

"Thank you, master!"

The others looked at each other and were also very happy.

When Chu Wuhen stepped down the steps, the children immediately gathered around and said auspicious words, and Chu Wuhen listened patiently.

"Brother Chu, this is the candy I saved up. I have never been willing to eat it. I give it to you."

"This is the pastry I learned to make from Chef Li. Brother Chu is the first to try it!"

"This is what I wrote. The master said that it has improved a lot. Brother Chu, don't dislike it."

"Brother Chu..."

"Brother Chu!"

Chu Wuhen, who kept calling out, was soft-hearted. He never refused anyone who came, and took them all. These were not expensive, but they were all the children's wishes, and they were the most sincere blessings within their ability. He couldn't bear to let them down.

Walking and eating all the way, Chu Wuhen was already half full when he reached the door, and finally coaxed the children back, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief dumbfounded.

"Huh—" Xin Zhi managed to squeeze out, and stood in front of the carriage and let out a long breath of hot air.

"Master, where are you going next?"

Chu Wuhen got into the carriage, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Let's go to Zhen Fusi for a walk first."

Except for Chu Wuhen, everyone else remembered his birthday. The governors of the South and North Townships all got together and brought their close brothers to set up a table in the Fusi of the South Township.

A group of big men were making endless noises, and they were about to overturn the roof. Chu Wuhen raised his hand and said, "I accept everyone's wishes, but——"

Everyone's voices weakened, and they looked at him curiously, Chu Wuhen continued: "Today I have to go back to the Duke's residence, so I can't drink too much."

"Ah..." Everyone dragged on in disappointment.

Holding the wine bowl, He Zhaoming stepped on the stool with one leg, and said dissatisfiedly, "My lord, you are not mean enough. At worst, you go first and drink when you come back!"

"That's right! It's a rare day for us to relax, sir, don't disappoint!"

Chu Wuhen shook his head, with a helpless smile on his lips, "Although I'm sorry everyone, I have an appointment tonight."

"What appointment?"

"What promise is more important than drinking with brothers?"

Xin Zhi shrugged, "I advise you not to ask."

He Zhaoming was at a loss: "Why?"

Chu Wuhen picked up the bowl, wanted to laugh but stopped, shook his head and put his finger on his lips, "Shh, the princess wants me to go home for dinner."

There was a moment of silence in the yard, and then there was a loud cry.

Chu Wuhen's earlobes were red, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"So, I punished myself with three bowls, and I'm leaving. Everyone eat and have fun, and all the money spent today will be charged to my account!"

He drank as he said, holding the bowl steadily, the veins on the back of his hand bulged with his movements, and the Adam's apple exposed between his raised head slid up and down, and soon all three bowls of wine bottomed out.

After finishing the last bowl, he turned his wrist and showed everyone the empty bowl.

No matter how sorry you are, you can't say anything.

Enviously said: "My lord is a family man now, he is different from us."

"Oh, stop talking, come, drink—"

He Zhaoming poured himself a bowl hard, secretly hating himself for talking too much.

Chu Wuhen came over and patted him on the shoulder, and instructed in a low voice, "It's okay to make trouble in the yard, but don't let them go out to make trouble, Jin Yiwei has a special status, don't let anyone catch him."

He Zhaoming responded softly, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Chu Wuhen nodded, and left with Xin Zhi.

……

Zhen Guogong Mansion, the front hall.

"Father, can't you sit down? You make me dizzy." Du Shenzhi leaned on the back of the chair and pinched the center of his brows, frowning tightly.

Upon hearing the words, Lord Zhen Guo turned around, glared at him, turned to look at his wife, and tugged his sleeves uncertainly, "What do you think of my outfit? Does it look suitable? Will it appear that I am too dark?"

He was wearing a brocade gown of lake blue, the color was very energetic, but Lord Zhen always liked dark clothes, and he rarely wore them so brightly, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere he wore them.

But the first time I saw my sister's son, he was wearing too dull clothes. He was afraid that people would feel that he was not easy to get along with, not to mention that today was his nephew's birthday, so he couldn't wear casual clothes.

Picking and picking, only this one is acceptable.

Mrs. Zhen Guogong's wife, Mrs. Wu, gave him a look: "Do you look dark? Isn't it natural?"

Duke Zhen: "..."

"Pfft—" Du Shenzhi couldn't hold back his laughter.

Wu Shi glanced at him, and snorted: "Are you still laughing? If you hadn't followed me, you would be the same as your father now, and you can't find it in the coal pile."

Du Shenzhi: "..."

"Ha—" This time it was Duke Zhen's turn to laugh.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you really can't sit still, go outside and see when people will come. If you can't, send someone to ask."

Mrs. Wu picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, Duke Zhen was embarrassed: "Is this not good? It seems that we are in a hurry, what if he feels pressured?"

"Then just sit down obediently." Wu's teacup knocked on the table, "You are so old, you don't seem to be stable at all."

As soon as the words fell, the servant hurried in from the outside, "Master, madam, Lord Chu is here—"

Duke Zhen's eyes lit up, and as soon as he opened his legs, he felt a gust of wind blowing around him.

"Where has he been? Please come in quickly! Forget it, I'll go and see for myself—"

Words are pushed behind, and people run ahead.

Duke Zhen: "..."

Du Shenzhi: "..."

Who is not stable?

As soon as Chu Wuhen got off the carriage, before he could stand still, he saw a gust of wind... Ah no, he ran towards him alone.

He took a step back subconsciously, and after standing still, he took a closer look. The person who came was wearing an apricot red jacket, with a circle of white rabbit fur around the cuffs and collar. It looked soft and warm, just like the smile on her face.

The woman in front of him was gentle and majestic, with a hot personality, she should be his aunt Wu, he had seen it on the street once before.

Seeing him standing silently, Wu thought he was frightened, stroked his temples, and said softly: "My good boy, I'm so happy, did I scare you?"

Chu Wuhen shook his head, "No..."

"Ah, you probably don't know me. I'm your aunt."

Chu Wuhen cupped his hands: "Hello, Auntie."

"Hey, good." Wu sized him up with a smile, becoming more and more satisfied the more he looked.

"Can't you wait for me for a while?" Lord Zhen Guo came quickly, paused when he saw Chu Wuhen, and tried to put on a dignified look, "You are Wuhen, right?"