At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xue Kuan, a junior official from the Ministry of Rites sitting on the west side of the table, curled his lips in disapproval:

"There's no need to go to all that trouble. You have to make three hundred and sixty turns in one sentence. Whoever dares to force Lai Lai to do something with nothing will be beaten so hard that his own mother won't even recognize him."

Chen Qiu curled his lips and crossed his long legs. Sitting on the round stool next to Xie Yuheng in the east.

He tilted his head and said to Xue Kuan: "Tsk, with your appearance, you really should call those old and mean people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate to take a look. You are even more simple and rude than our military attachés. It's really disrespectful to ask you to be in the Ministry of Rites."

Xue Kuan chuckled twice and looked at Chen Qiu with a flattering look on his face. "Why don't you, Brother Chen, ask me to go to the Forbidden Army Camp? In the Ministry of Rites, the gentleman is always the best and the gentleman is the shortest. It makes my head spin."

But he just took advantage of the fact that he was on assignment, and others thought it was hard, so he was happy to take advantage of it.

"That won't work. You are the only one in your family. If something goes wrong, I will be in hell one day. How can I have the face to see your elder brother?"

Chen Qiu shook his head firmly, ignoring Xue Kuan's wails.

He took out several spheres wrapped tightly in oil paper from his pocket and placed them in front of Xie Yuheng.

Chen Qiu put on his father-like smile and said warmly: "Do you like the lotus seed candies from Shangjing?"

After thanking Xie Yuheng, he peeled off the oil paper and put a lotus seed candy into his mouth.

Sweet and crispy shell, wrapped in soft and waxy lotus seeds. After eating the whole dish, there was no trace of bitterness at all. I guess it was because the lotus heart was removed during the making.

Xue Kuan's faint eyes fell on Xie Yuheng, and he muttered: "Brother Chen, you have changed. You were not like this before. You used to leave all the delicious food for me."

Xie Yuheng's hands peeled off the candy wrapper without stopping, and the lotus seed candy was slightly yellow, making her fingers look even paler.

A little nervousness suddenly came to Xue Kuan's heart. He was joking with Chen Qiu.

This little Marquis is very sick. Don't get me wrong. What should I do if I'm angry?

The veins on Chen Qiu's forehead jumped. He slapped the table and said angrily: "How old you are, you don't have to be ashamed. You are fighting for candy with a child. Why is your salary missing from the Ministry of Household Affairs?"

Xue Kuan felt guilty and made a quail gesture. At this moment, Si Yuandao pushed open the door and walked in. He stroked his goatee and said with a serious look on his face: "Why is the salary of the Ministry of Households so low?"

Chang He, who was following behind him, was holding a jar of osmanthus wine in one hand. Judging from the style of the wine jar, it should have been produced by the kitchen of Xie's College. In the other hand, he was holding an ordinary wine jar outside with a small red diamond-shaped paper on it and a word "囍" written on it. Character.

"It's okay. Xue Kuan, a bastard, is younger than Yu Heng." Chen Qiu took the wine rack and placed it on another empty altar on the table.

He took the ordinary rice wine from Chang He, removed the seal, poured it into the wine grate with a splash, and filtered out the green foam.

The poetic atmosphere of the green ants' newly fermented wine and the small red clay stove was also shattered.

The people in the room who are good at writing are all silent, which is quite helpless.

What can I say, sometimes I feel that the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are quite reasonable.

Firecrackers exploded outside the gate, crackling and making it very lively. The red confetti scattered all over the floor added to the joy.

The kitchen assistants carried the dishes like loaches through the crowd and delivered them to each table, while the dishes in the east wing were delivered personally by Xie He's father, Xie Fuhai.

"Come on, steamed goose meat with rice flour. My lords, eat well and drink well. If there is anything you don't like, just tell me."

Xie Fuhai brought the goose meat wrapped in dark green lotus leaves to the table, then passed it to Xie Yuheng and placed a bowl of exquisite crab-stuffed orange.

"Thank you, Uncle Fuhai."

"Tell that little whore Sheikhanakov to get out of here!"

Xie Yuheng's voice was drowned out by a sudden loud voice outside the room.

Everyone in the room frowned slightly, Xie Fuhai laughed and told the officials to continue eating and drinking, and went out carrying the wooden tray.

Xue Kuan put his chopsticks directly on the table and looked at Chen Qiu. As soon as Chen Qiu gave the order, he immediately went out and beat the troublemaker until his teeth were everywhere.

After waiting for a while, I saw Chen Qiu still drinking wine with Si Yuandao.

Xue Kuan dragged the round stool to Xie Yuheng's side and asked: "Little Marquis, do you care about this? You are still the head of the Xie family."

Xie Yuheng calmly scooped a spoonful of crab meat, placed it on a bowl and let it cool. Then he said slowly: "There's no rush."

The Xie family has more than 200 households. If she had to do everything herself, she would not be able to do anything else.

Besides, if he goes to Beijing one day, he can't take the entire Xie family with him.

He just told Rong Shi to go to Xie's Academy to find a student, and then he had tea leisurely.

Yu Heng is not in a hurry, but Xue Kuan is!

I thought to myself: This Lord Marquis is really a little kid, very unreliable, and not afraid of his clan members being bullied.

So I stopped eating and drinking. I dragged my stool to the window again and looked out eagerly, fearing that my host would suffer a loss.

I saw an old woman standing in the courtyard, her hands on her waist with a bucket.

Standing behind were a pair of younger men and women, and an old man who was leaning over to grab vegetables from the table next to him with his bare hands. The black mud in the nails made the people on the side turn off their stomachs.

A carefree voice sounded: "Your Aunt Xie He is here. It's not the New Year yet, so why did you come to kowtow to your Aunt in advance? Old Qian Po, you are so filial."

Xie He and Wang Ermazi came out of the backyard hand in hand, still holding wine glasses in their hands, maybe they were toasting just now.

Xie He was dressed in red, which made Niu feel particularly dazzling. "Bah, Xie He, a little slut, killed four men. He should have his hair twisted and go up the mountain to become an aunt."

Wang Er's pockmarked look stopped, and the wine glass in his hand hit Niu's head.

"Others use salt to brush their teeth, but you use feces! A toad pretends to be a frog, and looks ugly to play tricks."

Mr. Niu was quite flexible and bent down to avoid it.

What a coincidence, it hit Hu Tiezhu's lifeblood. The pain was so painful that he didn't even care about his image, he covered the wound and howled.

Old Man Hu wiped his fingers clean before going to help the injured Hu Tiezhu. "Oh, son, are you okay?"

When Niu turned his head and saw this, he sat down directly on the ground, and a cloud of dust rose up with a loud bang. The fat hands slapped the thighs and made a crackling sound.

"Damn little whore hooking up with an adulterer. This is to make me, old Hu, the last of the family."

"My eldest grandson is pitiful. He died prematurely because of the little hooves of this evil lone star. He was picked up by someone to bully an old man like me who has no mother."

Niu was secretly proud to hear that there were no more words from around her.

It's not her fault. She has no rivals in Shanghe Village for her wild behavior. Anyone who wants to save face will block her mouth with money early.

He opened his eyelids slightly and wiped away the non-existent tears. But she saw all the guests in the courtyard watching the monkey's tricks and looking at her.

There was also a thin black man standing on a round stool, cracking melon seeds. Seeing that she was silent, Zhao Ergou spat out the melon seed peels and said:

"Go on, old godmother, you don't have to worry, no one will support you in the future."

"Tomorrow, Mr. Zhao, I will introduce you to a juggling troupe. Yours is much better than that monkey juggling show, hahaha."

The people in the courtyard laughed and completely ignored Niu's cries.