Chapter 322 Past and Present Life
The concierge looked confused.
"A distinguished guest is here. How about I go report to the eldest son?" The concierge couldn't figure out what this group of people wanted to do.
Ming Lang waved his hand: "No, no, it's just a wine vat, so I won't disturb Mr. Lu."
"We can just move it ourselves."
If the concierge can't decide, he will be reported to Dengzhi.
Dengzhi was on duty today. After hearing the news, he did not disturb his master and hurried to the door.
She didn't feel well when she saw the group of people from the southern country.
She knew the lady's identity. Naturally, I don’t want my wife to deal with the southern envoys.
He immediately smiled and said: "The envoy likes the wine jar, just ask it to be moved away. It is not a valuable thing."
The wine jar was placed casually in the corner of the outer courtyard. Ming Lang and Nan Mubai's eyelids jumped wildly when they saw the big jar.
"Is this the wine used for the banquet during the day?" Ming Lang asked.
Denzhi yawned: "Yes, I heard it's fruit wine."
"The distinguished guest was invited to have a meal at noon. The distinguished guest did not like the fruit wine." There was nothing visible on the face of the branch, but he looked smiling.
What he said unexpectedly made people choke.
A little embarrassed on the bright side.
Nan Mubai was mean-mouthed, but he got me scolded.
Today they want the wine vat to be a trivial matter, and they want to ask about the flat peach wine.
They were so tortured that they couldn't sleep all night.
"I only heard that Mrs. Xu is blessed, but I didn't expect that the fruit wine brewed in the mansion is also so good. It is actually somewhat similar to our southern spirit wine." Ming Lang smiled respectfully.
Denzhi's drowsiness dissipated and his eyes became clear.
"It's not Fuzhong Brewing. We can't have this raw material."
"Princess Zhaoyang went to the deserted city. During the sandstorm in the deserted city, the underground palace underneath was exposed. These things were all obtained from the underground palace." Dengzhi explained seriously with a smile on his face.
Ming Lang and Nan Mubai looked at each other and nodded.
"No wonder, this thing doesn't belong to Beizhao at first glance." Nan Mubai felt relieved.
Dengzhi curled his lips and said nothing.
He said this as if Beizhao didn't deserve it.
"The underground palace is still in the deserted city now?" Nan Mubai's eyes were filled with excitement, it must be the mansion of the Xian family!
Dengzhi shook his head: "The underground palace was destroyed by the people and sunk deep into the ground without a trace."
"No one can find any trace of the underground palace now."
Nan Mubai couldn't hide his disappointment.
"Do you still want this wine vat?" Dengzhi couldn't help but ask. It was a cold night and she shivered from the cold.
"want!"
"Move!" Nan Mubai glanced at the bottom of the tank. Under the moonlight, a layer of crystal water filled the bottom of the tank.
At least there's a full jug of wine! !
The emperor's grandfather was good at wine. This spiritual wine brewed from flat peaches will definitely make the emperor's grandfather very happy.
Nan Mubai's heart was filled with excitement.
I feel regretful in my heart that such good wine should be used to entertain mortals! ! It's such a waste and a pity.
"Be careful and don't break the wine jar." Nan Mubai couldn't help but instruct his servants.
In the middle of the night, the envoy from the Southern Kingdom brought back a large vat from the Lu family.
Dengzhi stood at the gate and watched the envoy leave.
I muttered in my heart: "People from the South are seriously ill. If I call you during the day, you won't drink. At night, you even have to carry the jar back! Something is wrong..."
Nan Mubai returned to the embassy and ordered someone to tilt the big jar slightly.
He poured out the wine himself and put it in a jug.
There are two mouths left at the bottom of the tank.
He and Ming Lang each had a drink and took a sip. The spiritual energy in their bodies clashed and they sighed happily.
He glanced at the big jar.
Not a drop of wine could be poured from the bottom, but there was water around the jar, and the jar was filled with a rich aroma.
I really want to rinse it with clean water...
But he is the grandson of the emperor and cannot do such embarrassing things.
"The main ingredient of this spiritual wine is spiritual rice, which is at least three hundred years old. It is also supplemented by flat peaches. Every drop is as valuable as gold." Ming Lang shook his head with emotion.
Southern spirit wine, made only from Breitling rice, is the best.
This pot of flat peach spirit wine is enough to make Nan Guo break his head.
There is also the life-increasing talisman in each hand!
"Beizhao's food is so good!" Ming Lang was envious.
"What's so enviable about this? It fell into the hands of mortals. They didn't know the goods, so they gave them all away. It was a waste!" Nan Mubai refused to admit it.
They never thought that this thing belonged to Lu Chaochao.
"By the way, I'll add some water to this wine jar and rinse it later. Your Majesty the Emperor and Grandson doesn't like this kind of behavior. Let me let you rinse it." Ming Lang looked at the vat with satisfaction.
Nan Mubai was slightly stunned: "You have no future."
"You have seen countless good things in the palace, but I have not seen them yet."
"No, I have to get an invitation for my wedding the day after tomorrow." Ming Lang muttered.
The realm that he had been stuck in for three years has gradually loosened.
Nan Mubai looked at him helplessly, rinsed the jar with water, and drank happily.
My heart is filled with frustration.
"Give one to me and give General Rong some face." He wiped his mouth.
What a waste of natural resources.
So much spiritual wine, all for mortals to drink!
In the South, these are extremely precious treasures.
The second day.
Xu and Chao Chao were having breakfast when they heard Deng Zhi reporting: "Last night, the envoy from the Southern Kingdom knocked on the door at night. They moved the big jar of wine from our house."
"They didn't want to alarm the master, so the slave obeyed their wishes."
Xu was surprised: "Wine jar? What do they want the jar for?"
Dengzhi snickered: "They are here to slap you in the face. They don't want the jar, they want the wine inside."
Dengzhi snorted coldly: "We looked down on our wine at the banquet. Then we secretly came to ask for it at night. It's really funny."
"They looked very sad that we were entertaining guests with this wine..."
"Could it be that this wine is quite precious?" When leaving the banquet, the emperor packed it up!
But the two large vats of wine were thrown carelessly in the yard, and Dengzhi couldn't see how precious they were.
Xu looked at Chao Chao.
Chaochao looked puzzled: "Precious?" She shook her head vigorously.
How precious is this.
"This morning, the embassy asked someone to ask for two more invitations. I want to attend my wife's wedding."
Mrs. Xu was quite generous: "Send someone to send two over."
Rong Che's marriage attracted the attention of the whole city.
The town officials were even more exaggerated and started celebrating three days in advance.
A shed was set up at the gate of the city, and while they were giving out porridge, they were giving out wedding candies and red envelopes.
Come forward and say a few auspicious words, and you will receive it.
Lu Yuanze was holding the wine jar, smelling of alcohol all over his body.
The once elegant man is now slovenly and impoverished.
"Go, go, you stinking beggar, what a bad luck!" Someone pushed him to the ground.
He lost his balance and staggered down onto the broken porcelain pieces, his face covered in blood.
People crowded together to receive wedding candies and red envelopes.
Lu Yuanze was so trampled that he couldn't get up for a long time.
"I wish General Rong and Mrs. Xu a marriage made in heaven, and they will always be a couple..."
"I wish General Rong and Mrs. Xu a happy marriage and a happy son..."
"General Zhu Rong..."
"Okay! Okay!"
Lu Yuanze was stepped on and felt severe pain all over his body. He crawled back to his house in a daze, seeing only the city full of red.
The Rong family hung up the whole city with red lanterns.
Double happiness posters are everywhere on the streets.
This scene is familiar yet strange.
He fell in the courtyard, and the scene from that year seemed to reappear before his eyes.
He seemed to have had a dream, but it didn't seem like it was a dream. (End of chapter)
