Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

The kitchen had long expected that the dishes cooked by Jiang Fuyuan would not be edible, so they immediately prepared a tight array as soon as she left. As soon as Uncle Zhao gave the order, they immediately started preparing another meal.

Soon the servants removed the braised carp from the table and replaced it with freshly prepared delicacies.

Jiang Fuyuan did not touch the red date and lotus seed soup in protest, but instead poured a glass of wine and sipped it slowly.

The wind is blowing today, so it would be good to drink some wine to warm my stomach and warm my self-esteem that was hurt by my wife.

The two Zaizai were grown up and knew that their mother-in-law had been staying in the kitchen all afternoon, so they went to Uncle Zhao early for some snacks to fill their stomachs, thus avoiding the disaster of dinner.

Now that there were only two people sitting across from each other at the table, it might as well be more romantic. Zhong Liefeng also poured himself a glass and drank slowly with her.

Huadiao wine is not a strong drink and does not have much stamina. After the two drank a few glasses of wine, Zhong Lianfeng only felt a slight heat on his face. On the contrary, Jiang Fuyuan was already half drunk, with a somewhat blurred look in her eyes, which made her look more attractive. Extremely stunning.

"Daughter-in-law, you are not good." Her tone was low and seductive, "You are not flattering me at all, you are bad."

Zhong Lianfeng laughed: "Yes, I am bad. Little Phoenix is ​​right to scold me."

He saw that she was already a little drunk, and her drinking capacity was really not that great.

"I didn't scold you." Jiang Fuyuan muttered dissatisfiedly, "How could I scold you? I am the person who loves my wife the most in the world, and I will never scold her."

"Yes, yes, everything you said is right." Zhong Lianfeng reached out to take away the wine glass in her hand, "I am the one scolding myself."

Give in step by step without any bottom line.

Jiang Fuyuan raised her hand holding the wine glass, avoiding his hand, and said unreasonably and angrily: "No, you can't scold yourself either!"

He is the last person to reason with a drunkard, not to mention the little Phoenix he dotes on. Zhong Liefeng couldn't help crying or laughing and said indulgently: "What does the little Phoenix want?"

"You scolded my wife, you have to make it up to me." Jiang Fuyuan came close to him and whispered in his ear, "I want to make up for it, do you understand, Xuesheng~"

Zhong Lianfeng's earlobes were surrounded by the hot breath she breathed out, and the numbing feeling went from his ears to the top of his heart.

He thought of the compensation the little Phoenix asked for in the dream, and instinctively swallowed his saliva.

Having said that, it would be unreasonable for him not to agree, not to mention that he himself wanted this award... ah no, it's compensation.

There was no one around, so he just kissed me... It should be fine, right?
With this thought in mind, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of Huadiao, then moved forward to take two slices of Yanhong in his mouth.

After a heated exchange of words and a sip of Huadiao, it was no longer known whose mouthpiece it had entered.

Just as Zhong Lianfeng was about to deepen the battle, a clear young man's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Xiangu Mu! I'm here to get the talisman!"

It was Ding Zhaoliu's voice.

Zhong Lianfeng was startled, and the two separated immediately.

"Tsk, I forgot the agreement I made with Ding Shaoqing. I agreed that he would come to pick up the talisman and seal tonight." The drunkenness in Jiang Fuyuan's eyes disappeared without a trace, and his eyes became clear.

Pursing her lips, she patted Zhong Liefeng's thick chest: "Daughter-in-law, we have to continue another day."

Zhong Liefeng, who saw her sober up for a second:...

Little Phoenix is ​​just pretending to be drunk, right? !He had every reason to suspect that she was here for the kiss from the beginning.

Uncle Zhao knocked on the door three times outside: "Madam, would you like to ask Ding Shaoqing to wait in the front hall?" This young Dali Temple Shaoqing is an informal person. He doesn't care about any red tape when he goes to the house of an acquaintance. Hear what he said Jiang Fu Yuan was having a meal in the dining hall, and with a wave of her hand she told him not to inform him, and went straight to the dining hall happily.

He couldn't stop him.

Alas, I hope I didn't disturb the world between Madam and General Zhong.

Jiang Fuyuan sat back in his seat, and said calmly, "No need, let him in."

Uncle Zhao responded and opened the door of the dining room. After Ding Zhaoliu entered, he silently closed the door and left.

Ding Zhaoliu was completely unaware of the charming atmosphere in the room that had not completely dissipated. When he saw a table of wine and food, he said happily: "Mu Xiangu, Master Zhong, are you eating?"

Zhong Lianfeng coughed and cleared his throat, and greeted him in a royal manner: "I wonder if Ding Shaoqing has dinner, would you like to have some with us?"

Ding Zhaoliu was not polite at all, he said hello boldly and sat down at the table.

"I just finished my shift and I'm hungry." He said he was hungry, but instead of picking up the food first, he picked up a wine glass, filled it for himself, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ah - comfortable!" He sighed and shuddered, "As expected of Aunt Mu's house, this wine is particularly warm to the stomach, and all the hard work of running around all day has been dispelled for me!"

Jiang Fuyuan poured it for him again and asked curiously: "Is Dali Temple so busy? It doesn't take a rest all day?"

In her impression, the cases that Dali Temple was responsible for were not only the major cases designated by the emperor, but also the internal cases of the royal family that could not be known to outsiders. Logically speaking, they should not be so busy.

Ding Zhaoliu sighed softly when he heard this: "I was not busy before. It is not the Six Kingdoms coming to court these days. There are many new faces in the palace. They are all envoys and their entourages. Once there are more people, There are just too many things.”

Jiang Fuyuan was puzzled: "It's not the Ministry of Rites' business to entertain envoys? Why is the Ministry of Rites so short of manpower that even your Dali Temple needs to second people?"

Ding Zhaoliu shook his head: "We are not in charge of reception. This matter can be complicated or simple."

"In the past years, several countries came to visit the court. The journeys were long and the distances of carriages and horses were different, so there was always a priority. Those who arrived first would be arranged first. Those who arrived later would be closer to His Majesty, and those who arrived later would always be staggered."

"What's strange this year is that the envoys from the six countries arrived at about the same time, and the accommodation arrangements were all in one place. Mu Xiangu, you also know that the six countries each have their own discord, and they don't get along peacefully. You know how many good shows can be put on."

Jiang Fuyuan listened with great interest, poured several glasses of wine for Ding Zhaoliu, and urged him to continue talking.

Seeing that she was interested, Ding Zhaoliu opened up his chatterbox completely. He regarded the conflicts between the envoys of the six countries as an interesting story and shook it off for Jiang Fuyuan's amusement.

"Liang Kingdom and Kadan Kingdom are old enemies. In the early years, the two countries often fought wars. Although they are now affiliated with me, Shun, the envoys of the two countries still refuse to say a word and greet each other with their nostrils."

"There is also Lan State, which claims to be the eagle on the grassland, but can't even produce a decent tribute. It has been ridiculed for a long time by the envoys of Maier State and Wei State."

"Qingguo is very harmonious, and its envoys are also gentle and gentle. However, it is a crime for a small country to be wealthy. Qingguo is said to have brought a lot of treasures to present this time. The other five countries are looking at it with jealousy and greed. Every day, Qingguo The envoys are wandering around the courtyard."

After talking about Qingguo, Ding Zhaoliu let out a long sigh: "The problem lies in Qingguo. They brought a lot of things, but few people came. There are only ten envoys and servants in total, so how can they keep an eye on ten pairs of eyes?" A house full of treasures.”

"Not only have the tributes been stolen less than three days after entering the palace, we at Dali Temple can only bite the bullet and investigate to find out where the three hands dared to put their ideas into the tributes."

"Someone really dares to steal the tribute?" Zhong Liefeng frowned. He originally thought that the palace was heavily guarded and was the most unlikely place in the world to be stolen.

Ding Zhaoliu raised his eyebrows: "It's not certain whether he stole it or not. Now it's only Qingguo's opinion. After all, they even lost the gift list."

After talking for a long time, he finally remembered the business: "These are just idle chatter. It doesn't matter. Do you have many ready-made talismans and seals on your hand? I went to the Qingguo envoy's yard today to check, and I mentioned it while chatting with him. Fu Zhuan, I didn’t expect that he also wanted to buy some for self-defense.”

"They have money and are willing to pay twice the price for the talisman!"