However, Xiao Qian'er mostly just helped Yun Niang, chatted, and occasionally took a look at the dishes cooked by other old servants.

Not long after, she handed Yun Niang a porcelain plate, looked around, and saw that everyone's dishes to go with wine were almost done, so she took out a small silver spoon.

Zhao Qian'er wandered around the kitchen, 'tasting' one dish after another with a silver spoon.

At this time, she stopped in front of the disfigured old servant who was coughing and took a look at a strange dish that the old servant was cooking.

"Hey, what kind of strange dish are you talking about?"

Zhao Qian'er couldn't help but take another look.

The vegetables in the pot are one by one, like thick noodles, in the shape of long strips, about the length of two fingers. It seems that some chili oil has been poured on them, and the smell is a bit spicy.

The old servant took a step back and saluted: "The specialty of my hometown..."

Then, he said a two-letter strange name.

Zhao Qian'er murmured curiously, holding the silver spoon in her hand, pinching her nose again, staring at the pot for a while, and after a while, she took a bite just to be safe.

Xiao Qian'er puffed up her peach cheeks, chewed, savored it quietly for a moment, inhaled in a spicy hiss, but nodded.

"Hey, it's okay. It's a bit spicy, but it's spicy and flavorful. Brother Rong'er should like this...what's this..."

She looked at the old servant.

The latter nodded with a smile and repeated the two-character name of the dish. The disabled and disfigured old man was very happy when she said that the distinguished guest in the courtyard liked it.

The two chatted briefly for a while, and then Xiao Qian'er went to try other old servants' dishes with her little hands behind her back.

the other side.

In the yard blown by the autumn wind.

After Zhang Huizhi sighed, he did not immediately return the Lin Lu jade in his hand to Zhao Rong, but listened intently to Zhao Rong's explanation.

He sighed softly and glanced at the top of the Moon Festival Mountain to the east.

The bright moon, whose two wheels compete with the sun, still hangs high, being worshiped by all the people within a thousand miles of the Moon Mountain.

The young Confucian scholar in black clothes and black hair, with a face as sharp as a knife, sighed more and more:

"Well, Tzuyu, I should have thought of this a long time ago. Birds of a feather flock together and people form groups. Tzuyu knew Junior Brother Lin from Zhongnan Mountain and was given a jade by him. This is not a treatment that ordinary friends can get... That rumor

In the debate between Confucianism and Taoism, it turned out that Tzuyu helped a lot."

"Just like... just like how Tzuyu single-handedly managed the Zen Ceremony and it was a great success. It is really a great blessing for Your Majesty and the Queen Mother to ask Tzuyu for help, and it is a blessing for the court."

For some reason, Zhang Huizhi looked up in the direction of the Moon Festival Mountain and looked a little sad.

Zhao Rong took another sip of the very spicy wine and thought of an old friend buried under the green mountain. His happy mood gradually declined, and he shook his head calmly, "Brother Hui is overly praised."

On the couch, the two Confucian scholars, who were sitting face to face, were speechless for a moment.

One person is looking up into the distance, while the other person is drinking wine with his eyes lowered.

Everyone seems to be thinking about their own things.

Sure enough, when the wine entered the intestines, it turned into a "story" and wanted to be told along with the smell of wine.

Zhang Huizhi stared at the bright moon and whispered:

"Since Ziyu has chosen this time to come see my brother, he has decided to leave forever and say his final farewell to us, Dali."

Zhao Rong nodded and shook his head:

"If it's not necessary, I probably won't come again, but that's not necessarily the case. If my friend wants to drink with me again that day, I can ask Hongyan to send me a letter, and I can find someone as nice and sunny as today.

In the afternoon, just take a shower and go to the appointment. Where can we not meet each other in life?"

"There is no place in life where we don't meet... There is no place in life where we don't meet good people."

Zhang Huizhi murmured several times, then suddenly turned around and said: "So, does Tzuyu really not consider coming to Dali to assist His Majesty after completing his studies? His Majesty's admiration for Tzuyu can be seen by those of us around him.

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His tone was complicated.

There is both admiration and regret, as well as confusion.

The inconspicuous hand on the knee grasped the jade bi, trembling slightly as if holding it tightly.

Zhao Rong didn't finish his words completely, he just said: "Let's see. Besides, doesn't His Majesty still have a brother from the Hui? I think having a brother from the Hui is enough."

Zhang Huizhi nodded, already understanding the thoughts of the Confucian scholar in front of him.

He has no intention of establishing a successful career in a secular dynasty.

He took a long breath.

The hand holding the jade under the table also loosened a little.

Zhang Huizhi said seriously:

"Tzuyu, brother, I have actually been paying attention to this junior brother Lin who is displaying his ambitions in Zhongnan Kingdom for a long time. I also know most of his deeds. Therefore, I have always had a question and I really want to ask him for advice. Unfortunately,

Separated by mountains and seas, it is difficult to make friends."

He paused and looked at the young Confucian scholar in front of him who was listening quietly.

The body unconsciously leaned forward, approaching the latter:

"Tzuyu, you know Lin Wenruo, and you are a close friend. You should know him very well. I would like to ask Brother Ziyu for an answer. Is that okay?"

Zhao Rong, who was about to drink, put down his glass, looked at him, and after thinking for a moment, he chuckled and said, "Brother Hui, just ask, and tell me everything I know."

Zhang Huizhi looked at the young Confucian scholar who continued to raise his head and take a sip. He was silent for a while and said:

"Tzuyu previously praised me for having cultivated my moral integrity and brought peace to my family. I want to govern the country and bring peace to the world... Let's not talk about whether it is to bring peace to our family. I don't dare to dream about bringing peace to the world. I only said that there are only two left."

"I have always adhered to the teachings of sages and academy teachers and devoted myself to self-cultivation."

The young Confucian scholar in black robes patted Qingfeng's sleeves, straightened his waist, and stared straight ahead.
Chapter completed!