Chapter 322: Past and Present

The concierge looked confused.

"We have a distinguished guest here, why don't I report it to the eldest son?" The concierge couldn't figure out what this group of people wanted to do.

Ming Lang waved his hand straightly: "No, no, it's just a wine jar, so I won't disturb Mr. Lu."

 "We can just move it ourselves."

 If the concierge can't decide, he will be reported to Dengzhi.

Dengzhi was on duty today. Hearing the news, he did not disturb his master and hurried to the door.

 She didn't feel well when she saw the group of people from the southern country.

 She knows the identity of the lady. Naturally, I don't want my wife to deal with the southern envoys.

He immediately smiled and said: "The envoy likes the wine jar, just ask him to move it away. It is not a valuable thing."

The wine jar was placed casually in the corner of the outer courtyard. When Ming Lang and Nan Mubai saw the big jar, their eyelids twitched wildly.

"Is this the wine used for the daytime banquet?" Ming Lang asked.

 Dengzhi yawned: "Yes, I heard it's fruit wine."

"The distinguished guest was invited to have a meal at noon, but the distinguished guest did not like the fruit wine." There was nothing visible on the branch, and he looked like he was smiling and talking.

The words that were spoken unexpectedly were choked.

Slightly embarrassing on the bright side.

　　Nan Mubai has a mean mouth, but he got me scolded.

They want the wine vat to be a small matter today, and the real thing is to ask about the flat peach wine.

The torture was so serious that they couldn't sleep all night.

"I only heard that Mrs. Xu is blessed, but I didn't expect that the fruit wine brewed in the house is so good. It is actually somewhat similar to our southern spirit wine." Ming Lang smiled respectfully.

 The drowsiness on the branch disappeared and his eyes became clear.

"It's not brewing in Fuzhong. We can't have this raw material."

"Princess Zhaoyang went to the deserted city. During the sandstorm in the deserted city, the underground palace underneath was exposed. These things were all obtained from the underground palace." There was a smile on the branch, and he explained seriously.

 Ming Lang and Nan Mubai looked at each other and nodded.

"No wonder, this thing doesn't belong to Beizhao at first glance." Nan Mubai felt at ease.

 Dengzhi curled his lips and said nothing.

 These words were spoken as if Beizhao was unworthy.

 "That underground palace is still in the deserted city now?" Nan Mubai's eyes were eager to see, it must be the mansion of the Xian family!

 Dengzhi shook his head: "The underground palace was destroyed by the people and sunk deep into the ground without a trace."

"Now no one can find any trace of the underground palace."

 Nan Mubai could not hide his disappointment.

"Do you still want this wine jar?" Dengzhi couldn't help asking. It was a cold night and she shivered from the cold.

"want!"

 "Move!" Nan Mubai glanced at the bottom of the tank. Under the moonlight, a layer of crystal water filled the bottom of the tank.

 At least there is a full jug of wine!

The Imperial Grandfather is good at wine, and this spiritual wine brewed from flat peaches will definitely make the Imperial Grandfather very happy.

 Nan Mubai's heart was filled with excitement.

 I feel regretful in my heart that such good wine should be used to entertain mortals! It's such a waste and a pity.

"Be careful, don't break the wine jar." Nan Mubai couldn't help but instruct his servants.

 In the middle of the night, the envoy from the Southern Kingdom brought back a large vat from the Lu family.

 Dengzhi stood at the gate and watched the envoy leave.

I muttered in my heart: "People from the South are seriously ill. If they call you during the day, you won't drink. At night, you even have to carry the jar back! Something is wrong..."

Nan Mubai returned to the embassy and ordered someone to tilt the big jar slightly.

 He poured out the wine himself and put it into a jug.

There are two mouths left at the bottom of the jar.

He and Ming Lang had a drink each and took a sip. The spiritual energy in their bodies clashed and they sighed happily.

 He glanced at the big jar.

　　Not a drop of wine could be poured out from the bottom, but water shimmered around the edge of the jar, and the jar was filled with a rich aroma.

I really want to rinse it with clean water...

 But he is the grandson of the emperor and cannot do such a shameful thing.

"This spiritual wine uses spiritual rice as its main ingredient, which must be at least three hundred years old. It also uses flat peaches as a supplement. Every drop is as valuable as gold." Ming Lang shook his head with emotion.

Nan Guo Ling Liquor, using only Breitling rice, is the best. This pot of flat peach spirit wine is enough to make Nan Guo break his head.

There is also a life-increasing talisman in each hand!

 "Beizhao eats really well!" Minglang was filled with envy.

"What's so enviable about this? It fell into the hands of mortals. They didn't know the goods and gave them all away. It was a waste!" Nan Mubai refused to admit it.

 They never thought that this thing belonged to Lu Chaochao.

"By the way, I'll add some water to this wine jar later and rinse it. His Highness the Emperor and Grandson doesn't like this kind of behavior. Let me let you rinse it." Ming Lang looked at the vat with satisfaction.

Nan Mubai was slightly startled: "There is no future."

"You have seen countless good things in the palace, but I have not seen them yet."

"No, I have to get an invitation for the wedding the day after tomorrow." Ming Lang muttered casually.

 The state he had been stuck in for three years has gradually loosened.

Nan Mubai looked at him helplessly, rinsed the jar with water, and drank happily.

 My heart is filled with frustration.

 "Give me one too, and give General Rong some face." He wiped his mouth.

What a waste of natural resources.

So much spiritual wine, but all of it was given to mortals to drink!

 In the southern country, these are extremely precious treasures.

  The second day.

Mrs. Xu and Chao Chao were having breakfast when they heard a report from Deng Zhi: "Last night, the envoy from the Southern Kingdom knocked on the door at night. The big jar of wine in our house was moved away."

"They didn't want to alarm the master, so the slaves obeyed their wishes."

Xu was surprised: "Wine jar? What do they want the jar for?"

Dengzhi snickered: "They are here to slap themselves in the face. They don't want the jar, they want the wine inside."

Dengzhi snorted coldly: "We looked down on our wine at the banquet. Then we secretly came to ask for it at night. It's really funny."

"They looked very sad that we were entertaining guests with this wine..."

 "Could it be that this wine is quite precious?" When leaving the banquet, the emperor packed it up!

 But the two large vats of wine were thrown carelessly in the yard, and Denzhi couldn't tell how valuable they were.

 Xu looked towards Chao Chao.

Chaochao looked puzzled: "Precious?" She shook her head vigorously.

How precious is this.

"This morning, the embassy asked someone to ask for two more invitations. I want to attend my wife's wedding."

Xu was quite generous: "Send someone to send two over."

Rong Che's marriage attracted the attention of the whole city.

 The town and state officials were even more exaggerated and started celebrating three days in advance.

They set up a shed at the city gate and gave out porridge, wedding candies and red envelopes.

Step forward and say a few auspicious words, and you will receive it.

Lu Yuanze was holding the wine jar, smelling of alcohol all over his body.

The once elegant man is now slovenly and impoverished.

 "Rolling around, you stinking beggar, what a bad luck!" Someone pushed him to the ground.

 He lost his footing and staggered down onto the broken pieces of porcelain, his face covered in blood from scratches.

　　People crowded together to receive wedding candies and red envelopes.

Lu Yuanze was so trampled that he couldn't get up for a long time.

 "I wish General Rong and Mrs. Xu a perfect match made in heaven and they will be a happy couple forever…"

 "I wish General Rong and Mrs. Xu a happy marriage and a son..."

 "General Zhu Rong…"

 "Okay! Okay!"

Lu Yuanze was stepped on and was in severe pain. He crawled back to his house in a daze, and the city was only filled with red in front of his eyes.

The Rong family hung up the whole city with red lanterns.

Double Happiness posters are everywhere on the street.

This scene is familiar yet strange.

 He fell in the courtyard, and the scene from that year seemed to reappear before his eyes.

 He seemed to have had a dream, but it seemed not to be a dream.