The seven hundred and fortieth chapter wine luminous cup (1)
Chapter 740: Grape wine luminous cup (1)
While I was talking, I suddenly heard a noise outside the courtyard. After a gong sounded, there was another sound of sorrow and joy. It was so sad that there seemed to be someone crying out loud. Without thinking, I knew that this must be the funeral of the Yin Concubine. The royal style, even if it was just a small concubine, was far beyond the reach of ordinary people and wealthy people.
Sitting opposite Liu Yiyi, he took a glass of wine and drank a small sip of wine. Listening to the sound of Qiqiai Ai outside, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ren You's mouth. It was obvious that he was very happy.
When the wicked dies, his father's revenge is revenge. The stones stuck in his chest for several years fall down. The accumulated depression aura that has been accumulated for many years is wiped out. Ren You now, from the inside out, there is a burst of pleasure everywhere.
Of course, while awaiting the revenge, Ren You did not forget to give him and his family many benefactors to help him. Therefore, after the funeral team passed the door of Liu's mansion, Ren You raised his glass with both hands and said to Liu Yiu: "The beautiful scenery is not to be missed. I would like to pay another cup to my elder brother!"
As he said that, Ren You raised his glass and tilted his neck, drank it all, then put down the empty cup in his hand, looked at Liu Yi with a little drunkenness and said, "The same thing, I will never thank you. My brother's kindness today, and my mother at home, have all been remembered in my heart and in my heart. If my brother needs it in the future, but has something to use, as long as I can do it, my brother just talks."
"Brother, you are a little drunk." Liu Yi smiled and shook his head slightly. He reached out and slowly pushed the wine handed over by Ren You. He did not take Ren You's drunken words too much. It was not that he didn't believe it, but there was no need to doubt it anymore.
You should know that there is gold under a man's knees, so he will not break easily.
From ancient times to the present, we have carefully counted the dynasties and dynasties, whether ordinary people or bureaucrats, except for heaven, earth, king, and teacher, no one would easily bow their knees to outsiders, especially for Ren You, who have been studying poetry and books for a few years, and have many surplus young masters in the family, with high vision and arrogant spirit. If they were not sincere and grateful, they would never bow their knees to their peers.
Although Liu Yiu is not used to people kneeling down to him, especially those who kneel down are his friends and brothers, it is undeniable that Ren You's worship, whether directly or indirectly, has greatly brought the two of them to the Ren Ren family and the Liu family's relationship.
In fact, even Liu Yi himself did not expect that in order to avoid worries, some of the methods used by Li You were avenged for his wife, and they even fought to end the Ren family's grudges.
As an old restaurant that has existed for hundreds of years, the Ren Mansion has almost occupied nearly half of the wealth in Jiangnan with the "Yiheju" alone, and it is not a bad thing for Liu Yi and the entire Liu Mansion.
"It's rare to be so happy today. What's the harm of getting drunk when he gets drunk?" He lifted the wine pot in the warm water on the table and poured himself. Ren You smiled and pointed his hand outside the door, and said loudly to Liu Yi: "Brother, listen, how touching the sound of sorrow and joy outside is? It's so big, I feel it's wonderful and moving for the first time, as if it's a fairy music. For it, I'm willing to get drunk for hundreds of times!"
"This kid is indeed drunk." Seeing Ren You screaming and laughing for a while, holding the wine pot, he blew up. Then he fell into a head and lay on the table and snored. Liu Yi shook his head lightly again and waved his hand to Xiao Xi who was serving the side, and ordered: "Go and help Master Ren to rest in the backyard, prepare more ginger soup and tea to wait, don't be negligent."
"I understand, Master!" Xiaoxi responded, and called two servants to come out of the living room, supported Ren You and took him out of the living room, then bent down and gave a gift to their master, and then he stepped back.
"Oh! God can still violate the evil deeds of God, but it can't be survived! The words of the ancients are truly not to deceive others!" When Xiao Xi and the others left, Liu Yi picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it. Hearing the sorrow and crying that had gradually faded away, he couldn't help but sigh softly.
Although Liu Yiu never thought he was a good person, he still had the little compassion that a normal person should have. It was just like Yin Fei, a woman who could even use his life and death to plot against others. It was not worth him to use his sympathy and compassion that he had not had much to pity her.
Wicked people, you should be punished with evil!
Liu Yi never regrets the designs he made against them and their son. If he dares to touch my family, he must be prepared to be retaliated by me, Liu Yi. The same old saying goes, don’t cause trouble, don’t cause trouble, but he will never be afraid of trouble. Liu Yi has always been very stingy when it comes to the safety of his family.
Regardless of right or wrong, you must first turn the blame and protect your shortcomings. In Liu Yi's view, it is a virtue.
After drinking the last drop of wine in the pot, Liu Yi raised his hand and instructed his servants to remove the remaining mat and look up at the sky. The sun was setting in the west. After the ceremony of funeral outside the courtyard gate, no one dared to walk on the road. The noise and hustle and bustle seemed very quiet.
"Young master, the villain has arrived. I wonder what the young master has to give?" After a few small steps outside the side window, Chen Ming came in from outside with his right leg limp, bowed his body to Liu, and whispered to their young master.
When Mr. Wuchen was sent to the young master Chang'an to serve him yesterday, Chen Ming was extremely happy, while he was much more cautious and steady. When he heard the young master's summons, his tone and face were still as plain as usual.
"Well," he looked up at Chen Mingze, and Liu Yi nodded gently. Chen Mingze, who was just a sweeper a year ago, now has a bit of confidence and calmness in Liu Wuchen. It can be seen that over the past year, Liu Wuchen has been trying hard on him. In addition to Liu Cheng and Wang Gang, the Liu Mansion has finally produced another manager who can stand alone.
"How many items have you received from Liu Cheng today?" Liu Yi asked, tomorrow will be the birthday party of Empress Changsun. Liu Yi had not heard of the birthday party prepared by Liu Cheng before. Liu Yi was a little anxious.
"Reply to the young master, the thing has arrived," Chen Mingze bent over and replied, "At that time, you were having a drink with Mr. Ren, so you didn't dare to come and disturb me. However, the villain had already used a few skillful servants and made some simple packaging for the items as the young master had told him before. If the young master was free, the villain would come to pick it up for the young master to see."
"Well, go, and call the master, wife, and the young grandma, and the others over," Liu Yimeng brought a hint of joy on his face and waved his hand to Chen Mingze, saying, "I have spent a long time finding my treasure, so I have to share it with my family."
"Yes, young master!" Chen Mingze turned around and walked out of the hall quickly towards the back house.
"Grape wine, luminous cup, and you want to drink the pipa immediately urges you. Don't laugh at the battlefield. How many people have returned from war in ancient times?" After Chen Mingze went down, Liu Yiuan put down the tea bowl in his hand, smashed his mouth twice, and chanted Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci" casually.
"You are so elegant and the poems are very harmonious, but the poetry is a bit sad. For no reason, how could you write such a poem?" Liu Yi's voice fell, and Zhang Chuchu followed the old Liu and his wife into the hall, looking at his husband with bright eyes, and Zhang Chuchu asked softly.
The so-called poetry is the heart of the people. How can a husband who has never been to the battlefield and has been through military wars today?
"Yes, the few words you said just now sound smooth, but when you carefully savor, it's a bit scary, especially the last sentence, who would reply? How unlucky." He sat down beside his eldest son with his crutches, and Lao Liu was not idle either.
"You old man, you don't even know a lot of big words. Why are you joining in the fun here?" He looked at their old man in a angrily manner. Liu He also sat down lightly, looked at his son with joy and love, and said, "Young boy chanted poetry, do you understand? The nonsense is all about jokes."
"I don't understand, can you just be a woman? " Although Lao Liu was angry, he did not refute too much.
Although the ones here are their own sons and daughters-in-law, the emphasis and admiration for those who read and read, which have been engraved into their bones still makes the old couple feel a little uncomfortable.
"Brother, what did you ask us to do? Is there something delicious?" Seeing that the old couple started to fight and became a little restrained, Liu Yi felt a little funny and awkward. Just as he was about to persuade them, he was interrupted by the girl Liu Xiaohui.
"I just know how to eat, be careful to become like a pig in the future!" He raised his hand and gently tapped the tip of the little girl's nose. Liu Yi laughed and said, "There is nothing delicious, but there are some delicious things. However, you kid, you cannot drink too much."
"Grape wine and luminous cups, and you want to drink the pipa immediately urge you. Don't laugh at me when you lie drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from the battles in ancient times?" Hearing the conversation between your husband and your sister-in-law, Zhang Chuchu felt a little clear, and then recited a poem that Liu had just recited and asked softly: "Is the drink that my husband said to be wine?"
"Ran!" Liu Yi nodded with a smile. After all, she was her wife. Before she could say anything, she had already guessed eight or nine points.
"The new wines in our winery are not boasted by our husbands. This kind of wine is definitely not comparable to the so-called authenticity that has been passed down from the Western Regions on the market now." When it comes to this, Liu Yimian was confident. Although the method of making wine was only used by some small wineries in later generations, in terms of its proximity, it was nearly a thousand years ahead of the Tang Dynasty at that time. If the wine brewed like this is not as good as it is now, it would be unreasonable.
Chapter completed!