On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Murong Yan originally wanted to call Lin Zhen into the palace to discuss things, but then she remembered that he had just returned not long ago. Moreover, she was the emperor and had to have her own independent thinking. She couldn't go to Lin Zhen for everything.

So she put her hands down and began to think about this matter.

Qian Shuheng was promoted by her and did not look like a Korean spy, but he actually recommended an official named Han to replace the county magistrate of a county bordering South Korea. How could this not arouse suspicion?

Murong Yan put down the memorial and said to Wushe, "Send the Minister of Personnel, Qian Shuheng, to the palace to see me."

"According to the order!"

......

On the official road from Wuqing to Ye County, Zhuang Santaing looked back at the mule cart loaded with jars of Erguotou liquor and secretly swallowed his saliva.

This is the famous Erguotou in Daqian. Only high-ranking officials and dignitaries can taste it. It is said that Yuewu Restaurant in Meicai Lane took great pains to get a jar of it and placed it in the center of the store.

Diners who come to eat every day need to spend at least five taels of silver to be eligible for the lottery, and the person who wins the first prize can taste a bowl of it.

That’s right, a cup!

Not a pot.

As a result, ordinary people at the bottom of society, including ordinary businessmen and travelers, all rushed to get a taste of this fine wine. Because Erguotou was never circulated in the market, even if you had money, you couldn't drink it. Only the rich and powerful could give it to them as a reward during festivals or birthdays.

Alas, if I could have a sip of such good wine, it would be worth it even if I died.

But isn’t there a saying that goes, “The more beautiful something is, the more likely it is that there will be a devil waiting for you behind it.”

This Erguotou tastes good, but my head hurts like it's going to explode the next day after drinking it.

When I turned my head, my brain started sloshing around.

"Commander!" A young general in black armor caught up from behind.

"what happened?"

The young general said with a smile on his face, "Commander, I see there is so much wine, why don't we open a jar and drink it?"

As soon as he said this, everyone around him started to cheer.

"Yes, Commander, just drink one jar."

"There are so many jars, they can't even count them!"

"Let us taste some of the fine wine!"

They were all soldiers, and their lives were stifling and boring. Besides, no one except Lin Zhen had cigarettes, so they could only make ends meet by drinking and visiting prostitutes.

How can you not be tempted by good wine these days?

Even Zhuang Santaing was moved, but he still resisted the urge to refuse.

"Bullshit! You drunkards can't move when you see good wine! The prince said that this wine is cargo and our mission is to transport it to South Korea. How can we just move it at will?"

Zhuang Santaing was still quite intimidating. After he shouted, everyone around him fell silent and continued walking forward with their heads down.

But their eyes would occasionally glance at the wine jars on the mule cart, and they felt like they were being scratched by a cat.

Delivering goods in the middle of winter is already frustrating. Zhuang Santing frowned and took the wine jug from the saddle. Suddenly he found that this wine jug was different from the one he had when he set out. There were actually eight words on it.

"You can drink from three jars, but you can't miss anything."

What does this mean? Who wrote it?

Zhuang Santing was suspicious for a moment, then suddenly remembered what Lu Dehao had said before he set out: "Old Zhuang, this wine is very precious. The mountains in Korea are high and the roads are long, so be careful. And the prince said that we are all brothers, so we can't treat them unfairly, but we must also not delay things. Do you understand? This is a sample, keep it."

"Fuck!" Zhuang Santaing slapped his thigh.

So this is what it means not to treat people unfairly!

It’s a pity that I kept nodding my head and saying “I understand” and “I understand” at that time. But I didn’t understand anything.

Among the ten mule carts of wine, three jars are for me!

Oh, how embarrassing.

You say Lu Dehao is really something. It’s ok that the prince and the others speak mysteriously, but why do you also learn this?

Zhuang Santing stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist: "Stop moving forward!!"

"Commander, what's wrong?"

"Have a meal!"

"Ah? Eating?" The young general looked at the sky in confusion. "It's not even time yet."

"Just eat when you're told to. Why are you talking so much? Ask the porters to stop and eat, too."

"Yes!"

The young general immediately went to pass the message, and soon the convoy stopped beside the official road. Zhuang Santing dismounted, walked towards the mule cart excitedly, picked up a jar, held it high and said.

"Brothers! Bring your bowls!"

"Ah? Commander, didn't you say I can't drink?"

"Yeah, how come this can be drunk again?"

Several soldiers from the Black Armor Hundred Cavalry Division were very excited. After all, such good wine can't be drunk every day.

Zhuang Santing's face was stern and he looked very dignified. "Stop talking nonsense. Do you want to drink?"

"Drink! You must drink!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhuang Santing poured wine for them personally.

Not much, just a small bowl per person.

Lin Zhen had said that we must not delay things. He remembered it all.

But even this small bowl is enough to excite these drunkards.

Who knew that just after everyone took a sip and before they could even praise the drink, a large number of bandits wearing big fur coats rushed down from the leafless hillside.

This group of people have turbans wrapped around their heads, and they look like they are planning to rob!

"Brothers! Grab it for me!" The leading man had a beard, a pair of bear eyes, was very burly, and carried a huge Mo Dao in his hand.

Zhuang Santing was holding the wine bowl, completely stunned.

Damn it, I’ve been around for half my life, but I’ve never seen a bandit who dares to rob the army!

He immediately threw the bowl to the ground.

"Snapped!"

"Damn it! They even dared to rob us! Fight back!!"

The rest of the Hundred Cavalry Division soldiers also threw their bowls to the ground, drew their swords and rushed forward. The two groups instantly engaged in a battle, with swords flashing and shouts of killing continuing.

At the same time, on the hillside not far away, Lu Dehao stood with his hands behind his back.

He stared coldly at the fighting scene below and murmured, "Brother, I'm sorry. I hope Lao Zhuang can understand what I mean."

......

The words are divided into two parts.

Beijing.

At sunset, the Minister of Personnel Qian Shuheng finally ran into the palace.

Because it was Murong Yan's summons, the city gate order did not stop it.

In the Council Hall, Murong Yan sat on a high phoenix chair, with many memorials placed on the phoenix table in front of her. The gorgeous train also went down along the phoenix platform and the steps, winding to the bottom of the golden nanmu pillar in the east of the hall.

The whole person looks like a phoenix perched here.

Qian Shuheng didn't know why Murong Yan called him here, so he stood in the middle of the hall with his head down.

After a long moment, Murong Yan finally sneered, "Oh, Qian Qing, I've given you so much time, and you still don't plan to confess?"

"This..." Qian Shuheng knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I am guilty of making Your Majesty so angry, but I don't know what to say."

Murong Yan immediately shouted loudly: "Qian Shuheng, you'd better be responsible for what you said!"

"I deserve to die!" Qian Shuheng knocked his head to the ground, but still didn't know what he had done wrong.

Murong Yan picked up the memorial and threw it on Qian Shuheng's face.

"Who is this Han Xiaodong?!"

You have to know that the distance between the two was at least fifteen meters, and the thing thrown was a memorial.

Hiss... Where does Murong Yan get such great strength and accuracy?