Tiancheng smiled at Chunya who was leading the way, "Please arrange some food for me, and it would be better if we could have a few bottles of wine, so that we can settle the bill tomorrow."
Chunya's ears turned red when she was dazzled by the warm smile. After agreeing, she secretly glanced at Tiancheng, lowered her head and walked away.
After the door was closed, Su Xin raised her head from the fox's arms and took two deep breaths.
"Well, finally, much better."
Tiancheng touched the little commander's flushed face, took off the polite mask, raised his sleeve and sniffed, not very confident.
"Did I smell something strange?"
"No, it smells too good and my clothes are thick. I want to smell it more, but it gets stuffy after a while."
Tiancheng didn't expect this to be the reason, and when he met the other party's burning eyes, he felt very hot.
She felt a little embarrassed, but she hid it well. "Just focus on eating. I'll get them some wine and see what I can get out of them."
Su Xin sat down with her at the round table. "Well, can you hold your liquor well? And they won't drink all the time, right? Be careful or they'll get you drunk instead."
"I can drink quite a bit. There is no distillation technology at this time, so the alcohol content shouldn't be too high. As for how to drink it...
Tiancheng took out a purse from his sleeve, took out some change and put it on the table, "I'm not good at finger-guessing games, so let's just have a storytelling competition. If you tell a good story, I'll give you a reward. It's just right to relieve your boredom."
Su Xin nodded. It was just listening to people gossiping while eating. It wasn't difficult.
She looked around and saw a screen with mandarin ducks playing in the water. She simply got up from the table to take a look, then looked over the screen to see the neatly made bed inside.
Apart from the eye-catching colors, there is nothing new and unconventional.
Tiancheng stood up and opened the window to prevent the mild alcohol from disturbing the young commander's mind.
There happened to be a refreshing evening breeze blowing into the room, so there was no need to worry about my younger brother, who had a very poor alcohol tolerance, not being able to finish my story.
The two of them patrolled the house separately, and finally returned to the round table to wait. Not long after, a soft voice was heard outside the door.
"Sir, may I come in?"
Tiancheng gave the young commander a look and said, "Of course you can go in."
Just as he finished speaking, two beautiful figures pushed the door open and walked into the room, carrying the scent of powder with them.
The younger one in front looked likable, with a bright smile, and walked straight towards Tiancheng after entering the house.
As a result, he was helped up without leaving any trace, and his body somehow landed on a nearby round stool.
Qiaoli, who was originally planning to lean into his arms, was stunned and wanted to make another effort, but when he caught a glimpse of small change on the table, he immediately gave up the idea and just focused on looking at the money.
The woman who entered the house later was older, looking to be nearly thirty years old, which was considered an old lady in Furong Garden.
She was more stable than Qiaoli. She glanced at Tiancheng, who was more handsome than Pan An, and saw no other admirers vying for his favor. Instead, she looked at the young master with wide eyes, and her eyes softened a little.
According to my mother, this is the person she is going to "teach" tonight.
I've been here for a long time and I've met all kinds of people.
Compared to a tall man who looks gentle but may actually beat or scold someone, a young master who is inexperienced in love affairs makes people feel more at ease.
The older woman was about to walk around the table to get closer to the young conductor when she heard the young master accompanied by Qiaoli ask, “My younger sister is shy, so it’s better for her to take it slow.
"...I know that the wine and food ordered by the two gentlemen have been prepared. I will serve the young master first.
The girls holding food trays outside the door came in tactfully to serve the dishes. There was nothing strong in the food, there were both meat and vegetables, and it looked good.
Su Xin was indeed hungry, and she stared eagerly at the dishes that were even more exquisite than those in the restaurant earlier.
When the round table with a diameter of two meters was mostly occupied, the dishes were ready, and the maids all left, leaving only the four women in the room, sitting in pairs.
The first to speak was the Qiaoli.
Maybe Tiancheng wanted to call someone who is eloquent, so Lao Ya really picked a talkative and lively girl.
His voice of calling out to people in a pinched voice seemed to be squeezing out water, and he was very skillful in picking up food and pouring wine. From time to time, he wanted to move closer to have some physical contact, but fortunately Tiancheng blocked him.
Su Xin quietly rubbed her goosebumps. Just as she was about to act like a heartless eating machine as she had agreed to do, she heard the older sister sitting next to her quietly introduce:
"Sir, my name is Cuizhu, what is your name?"
Su Xin subconsciously wanted to give her real name, but then she thought it was not right, so she just copied the homework: "Just call me Su Cheng."
Tiancheng raised an eyebrow. His name was taken, so he had to make up a new one to deal with the chattering and enthusiastic Qiaoli.
Cuizhu nodded to show that she understood, holding the chopsticks in her right hand and supporting her sleeve with her left hand, "Mr. Su, which dish would you like to order? I will serve you the meal."
Su Xin, who had been used to the almighty maids at home for a long time, felt uncomfortable and subconsciously advised:
"Uh, I can just pick it up myself. Sister Cuizhu, you can eat it too. Don't worry about me."
Cuizhu was stunned. Watching the other party eat a piece of roast duck by himself, she began to think about it.
"I don't seem to be a shy person.
Tiancheng knew what was wrong immediately and said quickly, "Cuizhu, huh? Just let her eat on her own. Come and talk to me first, please."
Qiaoli's eyes widened, she looked sadly at Tiancheng, then glanced fiercely at Cuizhu.
This is because you feel like you have robbed someone.
Cuizhu didn't want to get involved, but the young master didn't seem to want to stop her, so she had to get up and move to another seat, sitting next to Qiaoli, facing Su Xin who was eating frantically.
Tiancheng brought the wine jug to him and said, "The night is long and it is necessary to fill your stomach. Why don't you two eat first?"
Qiaoli said coquettishly, "My lord, why are you only thinking about eating? They say a night of love is worth a thousand gold. Shouldn't we..."
Tiancheng once again used the action of pouring wine to block the other person's approach, "Although I can't afford a thousand gold, if you are satisfied, I can give you a thousand silver."
After hearing this, Qiaoli behaved herself. She took the chopsticks handed to her by Tiancheng and ate a few bites of food and drank a glass of wine. Her mood gradually improved.
Cuizhu, on the other hand, was indifferent. She ate and drank, but had no interest in the change that Tiancheng placed on the table. Instead, she kept looking at the young master opposite her.
Tiancheng poured two more glasses of wine and took the opportunity to bring up the idea of "listening to a story".
No matter how big or small the matter is, if you like what I hear, I will reward you with a piece of silver, there is no upper limit.
Qiaoli's face turned red. She had originally wanted to invite someone to sit on the bed and casually talk about trivial matters in the garden. She never thought that she really got a reward, and she talked non-stop like pouring beans.
"Yesterday at midnight, I went out to look for someone to clean up, and I happened to run into Aunt Tie downstairs who came to catch someone. Brother Tie is obviously henpecked, but every time he comes to visit, he is caught and taken back before midnight. The scene is really exciting."
"In the early days of summer, Helu in the garden always sweated a lot, so my mother bought her a lot of perfume powder, but she ended up shedding powder everywhere like a moth, hehe."
"And Han Ju, the official I served a while ago was a demoted official. He was very irritable, biting and chewing like a dog, and even cried at the end, saying something like... He has wealth but no chance of success? He doesn't look like a wealthy person."
......
It is difficult to tell whether the gossip is true or not, and most of it is trivial, but you can get the general idea.
The current emperor is over forty years old, has neither merits nor faults, and does not seek to annex the Hu people to expand his territory. As long as he keeps those old ministers who assisted the previous emperor, there will be absolutely no problem in maintaining the stability of his country.
But five years ago, he invited a foreigner to be his general and led troops to the border to attack.
It is said that the strange man was ugly, his body was charred and smelled bad, and he was almost treated as a ghost. However, dozens of soldiers died in the end, so he was recruited into the court.
At first, the generals were very dissatisfied with this superior who came from nowhere, until they saw fire coming out of his body and burning to death the person who threatened to challenge them, then they were all frightened and kept silent.
The emperor was very satisfied with Yi Ren's strength and sent him to the border, where he returned with a great victory.
After all, a genius who can wield fire can be an army by himself and is much more powerful than ordinary people.
After winning battles one after another, he recruited many talented people with the dream of creating great achievements. However, after a few years, most of the civil and military generals in the court were replaced.
Now the state affairs are taken over by Yiren, and the war is in charge of Yiren. He only needs to lie in the arms of a gentle woman, living a life of drunkenness and dreams, while waiting for the news of the unification of the country.
The emperor lived a comfortable life, but the lives of the common people were not so easy.
Because the status of extraordinary people has been infinitely elevated, the capital has been divided into two levels, upper and lower.
The strangers were high and mighty, and they looked down on politics and the law. Bullying men and women was the least of their crimes. Because all the officials were strangers, they made arbitrary judgments on various cases, making the law a mere empty talk.
It is hard to imagine how chaotic the capital city is now. On the contrary, the area outside the capital city is a relatively safe area.
But it's only "relative".
Recently, foreigners have started to go out of the city to play, and wherever they go, disaster will occur. The whole country is in panic, and only this small border town still maintains a popularity that exceeds its size.
I’m afraid that even though they have all fled here, it’s still unknown how long they can live in peace.
Tiancheng heard most of what he heard. Qiaoli was still muttering while holding the silver coins. When she was thirsty, she took a sip of wine and continued talking without any intention of stopping.
Cuizhu was in low spirits, and her gaze towards the little commander was full of kindness.
Tiancheng looked sideways in the direction of her gaze. Well, he was trying to ask her questions, but she was humming while touching her slightly full belly, looking really comfortable.
Cuizhu didn't say much from beginning to end. Seeing that Qiaoli was still chirping, she simply stood up and sat down next to the young master.
"Eating too much is not good. Would you like Cuizhu to rub your stomach?"
Su Xin was stunned. Seeing her gentleness, she nodded and was about to agree when Tian Cheng interrupted her, "Cuizhu, Qiaoli must be tired. Don't you have any anecdotes to share?"
"I live in seclusion and rarely go out, so there is nothing interesting to talk about."
"Oh? Can you play the piano? That's just right to liven up the atmosphere. Otherwise, the wine would lose some flavor."
Cuizhu looked at the well-behaved Su Xin and saw that she didn't try to stop him. She sighed helplessly and got up to ask someone for the piano.
Tiancheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and met the young commander's eyes. Seeing that she was rubbing her belly with a pout, he glared at her unhappily.
In the past, if I wanted to get close to someone, I had to think for a long time before I could do so. But now, I get my belly rubbed just after we met for a short time?
Could this puppy be Erha? Whoever comes will follow, right?
Su Xin didn't really think there was anything wrong with it, but when she thought of how shy she used to be, she restrained herself.
It’s all because of this “brain disease”. When can I get cured and go back?
Qiaoli was interrupted by Tiancheng just now, and she realized it belatedly with the change in her arms.
She is not here to tell stories today, but to serve the master.
Storytelling makes one tired and thirsty, so it is better to serve people comfortably, and maybe get more rewards.
So she put away the change, didn't bother to close the door, and rushed straight towards the handsome young man.
Tiancheng subconsciously raised his hand to block, and his forearm hit the other person's chin, causing him to burst into tears.
"Sir, why are you so rude to me? We have drunk the wine and talked about the matter. It is time for us to go to the room and rest, right?"
"Please sit for a while. Cuizhu hasn't come back yet. I want to listen to some music first."
"Cuizhu? She's already 28! She was pointed out to the young master by his mother, why would you miss her? Could it be that the master prefers older girls?"
"My brother is shy. When Cuizhu comes back, ask her to teach him some tips. There is only one bed, so we should wait a little longer."
"I won't agree~ Since she doesn't know anything about human affairs, why don't I go with you and let her observe first?!"
Su Xin, with a wooden face, withdrew her hand, put her hands on her hips and hummed as she looked at Qiao Li who had fainted on the table.
Tiancheng looked at her with a smile, "Are you jealous now? Didn't you want Cuizhu to rub your belly just now?"
"My, my case is different. She really wants to..."
"Rubbing your belly is also considered physical contact. Don't forget, I am your sworn wife. Don't you consider my feelings?"
Su Xin scratched her head, "...I'm sorry, I really didn't think it was excessive at the time...
Tiancheng also understood that this change was not up to him, so he didn't pursue it too much. After helping Qiaoli to adjust her posture, he finally started eating something.
"You seem to be enjoying your meal."
"I was wrong... How about I help you pick it up? What do you want to eat?"
"No, I've had a few drinks too. I'll do it myself. Be careful not to get drunk."
"I can hold my breath
Before he could finish his words, a loud noise suddenly came from the door, followed by the fat old duck's sarcastic abuse.
Su Xin looked back and saw nothing. She was about to go out to take a look, but she bumped into Cui Zhu who was coming back with her maid carrying a zither.
"Mr. Su...are you going out?"
"Eh? Ah... I just heard the noise and was a little curious, what's going on outside?"
Cuizhu lowered her eyes and sighed, "The maid I found a few months ago is very strong but not very clear-headed. She bumped into someone while carrying water just now. With my mother's temper, she will definitely scold me."
Su Xin said "oh" and watched the maid holding the zither put the instrument on the low table, then left the room and was about to close the door.
For no reason, she suddenly took two steps towards the door and was about to find an excuse to go out and take a look, when the maid was pushed away by a figure.
The verbal abuse became louder. From the palm-wide crack in the door, a petite, soft, pale woman stood up unsteadily and met the gaze of Su Xin, who was stunned in the room.
