Break the line

The eyes distinguished the color of the broken seeds, and turned around to teach Li Zui: "Come here, look, the seeds are ripe when their hearts turn yellow, and the wine made from grapes at this maturity will not have that grassy taste, remember! You will be tested, if you fail, you will not be allowed to eat!"

Li Zui nodded his head to be taught, he also picked two crushed seeds to see the color, sweet and sour grapes are really delicious.

Brother Hao saw that she was obedient, so he didn't say much, and waved his hand: "You guys, come here!"

More than a dozen farmers gathered around, Senior Brother Hao pinched his waist: "They are all familiar hands for many years, so I won't say much, it's still the old rule, only cut the biggest bunch from each tree, no stealing, no laziness!"

The farmers responded in twos and threes.

Brother Hao waved his arm: "This year's wine season is open!"

Li Zui was walking in the field, and she was assigned to supervise the farmers harvesting the grapes. The morning sun was still mild, and the purple-red grapes were covered with hoarfrost, crystal clear.

The wine garden is the cold yamen of the pope. The head of the horse has been guarding it for more than 60 years. At most, two or three people watch it every day. When the workers are employed, they call the surrounding farmers to come over and work. The wages are settled at the end of the year. All the wine is taught. In the end, they were all paid to the priests.

The sun was gradually setting, and she stopped and looked into the distance. Although this place is unpopular, it is not far from the Pope's core. After that mountain, it is the herb garden of Xinhui Hall. This is the herb garden of Xinhui Hall. This is the one who came to see her a few days ago. What Yinglan said.

The little girl brought a lot of delicious food, which made up for her lack of oil and water for many days. Yes, this is a cold yamen, and even the food supply is three points cold, but the horse road actually didn't care. How should I put it, really I couldn't tell what the skinny old man cared about. Although he was in charge, he didn't see anyone all day long, and he only kept it in his room.

Yinglan also brought some news that disturbed her. Cheng Qi returned to Kyoto, Luo Zijuan returned to Danzhou, and she, Kan Jian, Shi Shu, and Shi Wu were left guarding the farm not far away, waiting for her news. .

Li Zui thought for a while, "Where is Meng Hui?"

Ying Lan shook her head: "I only heard that two direct disciples got married, and the Pope's family is preparing gifts."

"Pay attention to safety and wait and see what happens."

"Yes, my lord."

Brother Hao has a loud voice and looks like a housekeeper. He wakes up early every day: "Li Zui! Morning class!"

After dinner: "Li Zui! Visiting the countryside!"

Just arrived at Shen Shi at night: "Li Zui! Turn off the lights!"

He really doesn't want to show his big brother's existence all the time, Li Zui doesn't bother him, and does whatever he says.

This makes the surrounding pairs of monitoring eyes very strange. It is rumored that Princess Jialan is not an arrogant and unrestrained master. Why is she so obedient and obedient? Could it be that she has changed?

The park opened today, a busy day.

"Li Zui, come here!" Brother Hao's angry voice came over.

"Brother" Li Zui wiped the grape pomace on her hands, and her fingernails were soaked in purple.

Senior Brother Hao put down the stone pestle in his hand: "Use the stone pestle to crush the grapes. The skin will be broken and the seeds will not be broken. It should take three hours. I have already done two. The next hour is your job. Listen to me!" clear!"

"Yes, brother."

The hurried three-day picking period passed by in a flash, and finally, on the fourth day, Brother Hao also made an exception and moved the morning class back by a quarter of an hour.

Li Zui had just washed up when he heard a full roar: "Li Zui!"

When she rushed to the source of the sound, the kitchen, she saw that the water stains on the floor had almost dried up, the water tank was scattered with broken tiles, and a man in red lay unconscious on the ground.

Senior Brother Hao held the man down, but saw him slowly waking up, and it turned out to be a farmer who had come to help for the past few days.

But the man widened his eyes and shouted: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

"Damn you! What did you do to my water tank, what the hell are you doing!" Brother Hao punched the man on the head.

The man staggered, but a bag of things fell out of his sleeve. Li Zui stepped forward to pick it up. The powder wrapped in oil paper fell to the puddles on the ground and melted instantly. people's eyes.

"Brother, he came to poison the water."

Brother Hao twisted that person and sent him to the Pope's Criminal Division early in the morning. Poisoning a priest is a felony!

But he didn't come back until the evening, and went back to his room without saying a word, even when Li Zuiyou hadn't turned off the lights, he didn't call her.

The next morning at dinner, the three masters and apprentices were silent. Li Zui got up suddenly and bowed to the two of them: "Master, senior brother, because of me, it was my fault that I caused disaster and almost got you two involved. Tomorrow Since then, I will move to live in the hut that guards the garden in the field, please agree."

Brother Hao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when Daoist Ma put down his chopsticks with a snap: "No need."

After saying that, he turned and went back to the room.

Brother Hao hesitated to speak several times, but finally patted Li Zui on the shoulder: "Listen to Master."

In the field, the two faced the scorching sun and trimmed the vines to prepare for the winter.

"Li Zui, do you know how to take over the poisoning?" Brother Hao finally couldn't bear it.

Li Zui put down the shovel in his hand and waited for him to finish speaking.

"The Criminal Division investigated for half a day, and then let him go. The reason is that the investigation has no evidence! A bunch of bastards!" Senior Brother Hao finally cursed angrily.

"I thought you were a wealthy family who came to be gilded, but I didn't expect you to be such a hot potato!" Brother Hao sighed.

Li Zui thought for a while, then handed over the water bottle, and he took a few sips of it: "You are a nobleman, so of course you don't know how hard it is for us ordinary people to enter the Pope's practice. To be an envoy in red clothes! It took 20 years of hard work to enter Blowing Horn Mountain! And you condescended to come here casually! This is the place where I have worked hard for 20 years. The difference in origin is incomparable, but The Pope is a place of fairness, and I came to teach because, below the Moon God, all living beings are equal, but why, with your background, is it different everywhere?"

Li Zui shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "Brother, everyone has their own hardships."

Brother Hao continued: "Until that day when I was in the Criminal Division and asked about your affairs, several people hesitated and couldn't tell me why, so I knew that you seemed to be troublesome. We have spent these years in the garden, There has never been any harm, this poisoner is coming for you."

"Brother, I'm sorry." Li Zui sighed, as if he was troublesome wherever he was, and his good and positive cultivation life fell into the danger of life and death.

"Fart! I'm sorry, is it useful!" Brother Hao suddenly patted her: "I just thought, maybe you have backgrounds, and you also have troubles caused by backgrounds. Also, it's not unfair."

"Ah."

Suddenly, he got up and picked up the hoe, and walked away without turning his head. As he walked, he shouted angrily: "But no matter what your background is, you are still my junior sister. Not everyone in our garden can harm you." !"

Under the setting sun, the young man walked ahead with strides full of passion. Li Zui looked at his elongated shadow and smiled, Senior Brother Hao, he is a good man.

There are many good people, that's great.

Tied it!Looking forward to the next article, I will continue to write!

-Complete-

45. go their separate ways

Separate things

The setting sun burned half of the sky red, and even the scale-like clouds were red. Even though it was late autumn, Ying Lan, who was hurriedly walking on the mountain road, wiped off the sweat from her head, held the empty food box in her left hand, and looked back. Lu, finally felt some comfort in my heart, the Lord is well, then there is nothing more important than this.

As soon as he looked up, the Qionghua branch was dropped low by two overripe fruits. Yinglan raised his feet and picked it up and stuffed it into the food box. Among the three people at the foot of the mountain, Shishu likes to eat persimmons. Every fruit can go around, but Kan Jian likes Qionghua fruit, which is juicy but not too sweet.She continued on her way, walking in a hurry, but there was a trace of tenderness in her eyes that she didn't even notice.

"Sister Ying!" As soon as she entered the door, Shi Shu came up to her in a small floral apron and took the food box.

Yinglan grabbed the teapot and drank happily, but the sound of pots and bowls came from the kitchen, and she turned her eyes to the persimmon tree: "Who?"

The little girl clapped her hands: "My master!" She ran towards the back kitchen with a proud face.

After Yinglan hurried over, before reaching the door, the fragrance of vegetables wafted out lightly. The kitchen door was open, but he saw the hero Kan Jian standing in front of the pot, holding a spoon in his right hand and vegetables in his left hand Pour it into the pot with a swish, a whirlwind spoon, throw in the seasoning with a few swipes, and in an instant, a plate of boiled cabbage heart shines on the table, neatly arranged with the two meat and one vegetable that are already in place.

"Sister Ying, my new cooking master! Brother Kan!" Shi Shu jumped up and down.

At this time, Kan Jian raised his head and nodded at Yinglan: "Eat."

Yinglan sat at the table feeling magical, tried this dish, drank some of that soup, and snapped his chopsticks on the table: "Kan Jian! You know how to cook, don't tell me sooner!"

Chef Kan on the opposite side, no, Hero Kan, with his job securely in his hand, raised his eyelids: "You didn't ask."

One sentence choked people to death, so did Kan Jian.

After everyone tasted Shishu's "Southwestern-style specialties", she was only allowed to help with washing vegetables and strictly handle the iron pot. For a month, the heavy responsibility of cooking fell on Yinglan, from feeding Six people, now four people.

Ying Lan viciously ate two big mouthfuls of choy sum, sweet and delicious, cooked just right, the stalks were crisp but had no raw taste, well, the cooking was better than my mother, and it was hidden for so long!

She turned her head to look at the persimmon tree who was enjoying the soup: "Where is Xiao Wu!"

The little girl replied without raising her head: "It's not that you are pestering Old Xu next door, I guess now... the stove is on."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Xiao Wu rushed back to eat with a half-body sparkling child. Mr. Ying had a word beforehand, and the meal was fixed and rationed, and no one would wait when it was overdue! .

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