Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

"Yes, the Nie Mansion is great. The whole yard is planted with fruit trees. There are endless flowers to see in the spring and endless fruits to eat in the autumn."

Nie Rutang thought she didn't believe him, so he smiled and said, "When I was a child, I learned how to make wine from my father. I made crabapple wine, apricot wine, and green plum wine. There were so many that I couldn't finish them all."

Then he turned to the group of people who had gathered around him and asked, "I asked my brother to send a pot of wine to you all when he left the court. Do you still remember it?"

People around him were either reminiscing or praising, but Nie Ruke frowned painfully when he recalled the days when he was forced to pull a cart full of wine bottles to court.

Seeing Zhu Zheng not moving, Nie Rutang pushed the wine glass forward and said, "Sister-in-law, you must not have had a drink yet. When you marry into the family, you will have a drink every day."

Zhu Zheng held two glasses of wine, looking hesitant. Her little drinking experience told her that she would most likely get drunk after one glass.

It would be fine if he fell asleep immediately, but I was afraid that after taking a sip, he would fall directly on someone.

Just as he was thinking this, the two glasses of wine in his hand were taken away.

The man who was attacked twice drank two glasses of wine with his head tilted back.

The familiar smell of green plum wine choked my throat, and everything in front of me seemed to become extremely narrow, leaving only a pair of black eyes, so close.

That night at Ting Xiao Yuan, she was making a fuss and refused to sleep. When she kissed him, her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings against her face, so dense and a little itchy.

"Sir..." Zhu Zheng was stunned by his actions.

"Aren't you going to toast me?" Rong Yan handed the empty wine glass back to her, being careful not to touch her fingertips with his fingertips, for fear that he would lose control and hold it in his hand.

"Still respectful?" he asked calmly.

Zhu Zheng shook her head, "...No."

This is the custom there.

Those who came to toast didn't drink a drop of alcohol, but those who were toasted drank it heartily.

Nie Ruke held his glass of wine, looking at the two people pretending to be strangers with a half-smile, not knowing whether he should drink it himself or give it to Rong Yan.

It would be better to feed it to Rong Yan. He saw that this man had a rugged mind and needed something to wake him up.

Rong Yan didn't give him this opportunity.

After drinking Zhu Zheng's wine, he just said "Please do as you please" and strode away.

The imperial edict has been announced. Originally, the Grand Tutor did not like to show up at such banquets, and today was the first time he stayed so long.

Rong Yan left the Liuguang Palace. The sunlight was shining brightly, shining on the Liuguang Palace. The white jade railings were shining, making people's eyes look white, but they did not feel any warmth when it was exposed to the sun on their bodies.

He walked out quietly. The deep palace was empty and silent. Only the sound of the flags outside the palace could be heard, filtering through the layers of autumn wind.

Rong Yan felt that he was a little drunk.

It turned out that he was drunk.

No wonder I can't help but think of so many things.

Although everything went as he expected, his temples ached violently.

Rong Yan's footsteps were sometimes light and sometimes heavy, as if he was trekking across a vast icy field. He could only keep walking without looking back, as there was no place to return to.

When he walked out of the outer edge of Liuguang Palace, he met a person head-on who called out to him loudly.

"Master Taifu!"

Rong Yan stopped and looked at the person who came.

Fang Xichen arrived late, waving a paper fan in his hand, as if he was flying over with the help of the fan.

"Are you leaving, sir? Didn't the banquet just start?" Fang Xichen asked.

Rong Yan didn't answer, his attention was on the folding fan in his hand.

Who is fanning themselves in such a cold autumn? Fang Xichen hurriedly explained his conspicuous behavior.

"Well... when I came out, the weather wasn't that cold yet, so I grabbed a fan at the door and took it with me. I didn't expect to get the one that Grand Tutor wrote for me..."

Rong Yan frowned, "I wrote it?"

Fang Xichen was stunned, and then he noticed that the corners of Rong Yan's eyes were slightly red, probably because he was drunk.

"My Lord, you tend to forget things easily. This is what the fourth young lady of the Zhu family asked you to write. It has my courtesy name on it. Don't you remember it?"

"Your...father's name?"

Rong Yan seemed to be trying hard to recognize who the person in front of him was, took the fan from his hand, and held it closer to look at it.

With just one glance, I knew it was not written by me, and I also knew who wrote it.

Rong Yan had seen this fan before.

During that period, Zhu Zheng started to avoid him again because of the rumors. He could only go back to Ting Xiao Yuan to check on her at night after she fell asleep and leave in the morning.

One day when he returned home a little late, Zhu Zheng fell asleep in his study, with his robe draped over him and half a fan resting under his face.

On the table next to him, there were several pieces of paper scattered around, all with the words "Be quiet first" written on them.

At that time, the table was full of the words he had annotated on various books. He thought she copied these four words to cultivate her character, or out of a little bit of longing for him, which made him very happy.

That was why he suddenly mustered up the courage to confess his feelings to her through her tenderness when she was sick.

"So that's how it is." Rong Yan suddenly laughed.

There was a light in his eyes, and a little bit of softness in his drunkenness, "I remember."

He looked up at the sky, but seemed to be looking somewhere else, and said calmly, "That day was just like today, it was a good day."

Fang Xichen felt that his words were a bit confusing, but he still said, "Master Taifu really has a good memory."

Rong Yan glanced at Fang Xichen, put his fan into his arms, turned around and left.

Fang Xichen was stunned. "Eh? Sir?"

What's going on? How can you rob someone openly?

Liu Feng, who was only busy eating, finally caught up with them. When he saw this scene, he burst into amazing wisdom and said, "My Lord, you can see that this fan is worn out. Prepare a new one and send it to your house another day."

"Ah?" Fang Xichen was flattered. "How can I be so embarrassed? Your Excellency is really..."

Before he could finish, the two of them had already walked away.

Fang Xichen brushed his sleeves and stood there for a moment, somewhat confused.

He actually came out early in the morning, but was late because he went back to get the fan. After thinking it over, he thought that today was the perfect occasion to bring him out to show off his wealth.

Unexpectedly, I ran into the owner on the way and went to recycle it and replace it with a new one.

Fang Xichen entered the Liuguang Palace empty-handed, feeling a little regretful at first, but when he looked up, he exclaimed "Wow" from the bottom of his heart.

This is really a great place. The Liuguang Palace is truly dazzling and lives up to its reputation.

Everyone in their best attire shone brightly. Lord Chen's white hair looked like goose down, Lord Zhang's wrinkles on his face were all smoothed out, and the pears and candied dates on the table sparkled like night pearls.

It was just a mess, like a disturbed pot of porridge. Linglong "Bamiianfeng" mixed in with the crowd and quickly heard the whole story of the enfeoffment and the granted marriage.

Fang Xichen couldn't help but sigh at having missed such an exciting time. His fan was confiscated, and he missed the chance to hear first-hand information. It was really a total loss.

Fang Xichen was not too shocked by the matter of enfeoffment. Since ancient times, there have been endless struggles to depose the eldest and enthronize the youngest. It was just a common tactic.

Regarding the arranged marriage, he was shocked for a moment along with everyone else.

Once the imperial power falls, the military will rise. The Nie family already controls the guards of the inner palace, and their marriage to the Ministry of War is brewing a crisis. They should be weakened.

Although no one except the emperor has the power to grant a marriage.

But he didn't believe that the emperor really remembered the fallen Zhu family and wanted to restore the reputation of the old general.

Because of the incident with the fan just now, Fang Xichen felt that it was obvious that the Grand Tutor was quite impressed with Zhu Zheng.

There are many daughters of wealthy families in Shengjing who are suitable candidates. Since the Grand Tutor knows Zhu Zheng, he can recommend her to His Majesty and do her a favor.

This is the importance of connections.

Besides, apart from this, the Nie family has a good family tradition but is upright. Young Master Nie is good-looking and has a bright future.

It really deserves the term "good marriage" mentioned in the imperial edict.

Fang Xichen analyzed the situation and felt sincerely happy for Zhu Zheng.

He quickly looked for Zhu Zheng in the crowd, wanting to congratulate her in person.

As soon as I caught sight of her figure, I saw Zhu Zheng holding up her palace skirt and secretly running out of the palace gate.