The new house of the Pavilion.Because of the newly transplanted plum trees, the plum blossoms are not luxuriant this winter, and the goose feather snow has been repeated more than a dozen times from the early winter of last year to the early spring of this year, and the five-petal plum blossoms that can be picked to make plum wine are only enough for thirteen baskets.Li Haitang wore a thin cotton jacket and Liu Erniang were busy in the back kitchen, and Wu Yinling and Li Yanyan led the old chefs to pick the five-petal plum blossoms into the clay jar and pickle them with honey.Qingluo took a fox fur jacket and chased after Begonia to force her to wear it.Li Haitang ran and dodged with a plum basket, saying that he would not wear anything.Liu Erniang saw the master and maid chasing one by one and running away, and couldn't help but smile: "The eldest girl should wear it obediently, in case she provokes the Qingluo girl, she will go to the neighbor's house to complain, and when the time comes, Zhuge Painter will personally help the eldest girl get dressed." ”"Bah, you don't remind her."
Li Haitang stomped his feet angrily and said in shame: "How did I raise so many servants with elbows turned out, it seems that I treat you too well on weekdays, and if the tiger is not powerful, you have nothing to fear."
Hum!
When the plum blossom wine is ready, I won't give you a cup to drink. ”"The big girl is angry, make amends."
Sister-in-law Li glared at Liu Erniang and quipped: "Don't think that you saved the people in our whole house, let's stand on your side."
The eldest girl is our master, how can she not obey what she says?
”"Shut up.You stammered master's old face really doesn't look at it, turn it around quickly. ”Liu Erniang grabbed a handful of honey and smeared it on Li Yan's face, making everyone laugh.Li Haitang looked at them and sighed with a smile: "What a pair of old living treasures." ”Qingluo put on a fox fur jacket for her, and complained: "It's not the big girl's favorite yet."
In the past, when I was in the Pavilion, there were thousands of rules to bind me, and they didn't dare to make fun of you if they borrowed the courage of the sky. ”"It's not a pavilion here, what do you want to do?"
Li Haitang handed the plum blossom basket to Wu Yinling, saw Liu Erniang take out a plate of plum blossom cake, stretched out her little hand to pinch a piece to eat, and muttered: "Don't waste the discarded plum blossoms, make them all into plum blossom cakes." ”Wu Yinling pointed to the well beside her and reminded: "The eldest girl wants to give someone food again?"
Beware of being disliked. ”Li Haitang suddenly realized, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, how did I forget this, it's really good to forget the pain."
Okay, let's keep it for dinner. ”Qingluo thought about it and said, "Let's make it and send some to Miss Yuanqiao, as well as the old steward of the Qin family's Grange, and the wordless son of Huajian Building." ”"Hmm.Master doesn't like sweets, so send some light plum soup.There is also Abo, who likes to eat unsweet cakes and make plum cakes without honey. ”Li Haitang said casually that Liu Erniang had calculated how much to do."
Big girl, a thousand nights are back."
Yang Yan's expression was solemn, holding a small porcelain jar in her hand."
Got it."
Li Haitang told Liu Erniang not to be in a hurry to make it, if you don't send it today, you can do it tomorrow.First of all, the plum wine is mainly brewed, and those foods can be made slowly.Liu Erniang agreed and beckoned everyone to do it together.Li Haitang followed Yang Yan's concubine back to the small warm pavilion in the main courtyard, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Qianye standing solemnly in the outer room, and Zhuge Yi sitting leisurely in the inner room cooking tea."
Master, you're here."
Li Haitang took off his fox fur jacket, sat down next to Zhuge Yi, and asked Qianye: "Where are you from?"
”"Yan's Nanfu."
Qianye's cold face flashed with a murderous darkness, and the fists hidden under the cloak "clicked" slightly.Li Haitang's apricot eyes drooped, and he sneered and said proudly: "Patriarch Yan is finally going to make a move."
It's a pity that the poison and antidote handed down by the Yan clan have already fallen into my hands, and his wish has been frustrated. ”Zhuge Yilong's eyes smiled, and he dotingly hugged her into the crook of his arm.When she first proposed to create a nest of spies and a den of thieves, he thought that she was envious of others having spies, so he acquiesced to the old housekeeper Abel to help her build a nest of spies.After that, the arrival of Ghost Hand Cold, Yellow Stone, and Thousand Nights allowed her to successfully create a den of thieves.And the first task of the thief's nest is to steal the poison and antidote that have been inherited by the eight clans for a hundred years, and the deadly things in the hands of the eight patriarchs are easily controlled by her.As Ling Ye and Qin Wuye sighed, she is really a strange woman.Qianye was ordered to continue to stare at the Yan Clan's Southern Mansion, staring at the Yan Patriarch, the Three Qingdao Daoists, and Yan Li's every move.During the time when Qianye left Yan's Southern Mansion, the three people in Yan's Southern Mansion had been facing each other for two full hours, the Yan Patriarch was in control, the Sanqing Daoists were tormented like a fire, and Yan Li was in a dilemma.The two-story pavilion of the back house is the place where the three Qingdao people cultivate the Tao and refine the pill, and now the refining tripod is extinguished, and the room is cold.Only the sound of the wind came in from the open window, blowing the candle flame and "sizzling".Patriarch Yan sat cross-legged on the couch, and there were two porcelain bottles on the small square table in front of him, one bottle of white porcelain and the other bottle of red glaze.He clasped his hands into fists on his knees, his eyes smiling brightly."
How?
What are you and father thinking?
Who died?
Who lives?
”The named Sanqing Daoist wore his hair loose, and his robe hung loosely on his body, and his chest with scars wide open was exposed.Although Yan Li was dressed normally, his face was bruised and swollen, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.Around him stood four masked men in black with swords.The three Qingdao people looked at Patriarch Yan with hatred, as well as at the two porcelain vases on the small table in the four directions."
You deliberately broke in when Li'er was looking for me, just to force us to kill each other?""
It's not cannibalism, it's a test of how deep your father-son relationship is."
Patriarch Yan's clenched fists were loose and tight, he looked at Yan Li with pity, and said, "Li'er is a child that I have raised with all my heart, how can I see him obsessed and fall into the abyss of obstacle?
”"Then you're going to put Li'er to death?"
The Sanqing Daoist endured his anger, and his questioning voice was so cold that he was full of hatred.Patriarch Yan shook his head and said, "I don't want to put him to death, but to save him from fire and water."
If you are wishful thinking in your hearts, you will not succeed, don't forget who is the big backer behind Zhuge Zibo, will he be subject to you because of a small Li Haitang?
”"Zhuge Xiao'er asked you to come?"
The Sanqing Daoist instantly became nervous, he never imagined that Patriarch Yan would turn enemies into friends with Zhuge Yi.If so, he and Li'er would really die here.Patriarch Yan shook his head again and said, "Zhuge Zibo is not a fool, how can what the wordless son did escape his eyes?"
There are things that have been hidden in my heart for a long time, and I can tell you today. ”"Please."
The three Qingdao people looked heavy and panicked.Patriarch Yan pointed to the two porcelain vases on the small table in the square and said, "Li'er and I were poisoned very early, but fortunately, the wordless son found the antidote to save my life.Li'er has no good luck, he has been poisoned into his heart, and he can only save his life unless there is an antidote. ”"There's an antidote in these two bottles?"
The three Qingdao people suddenly understood what Patriarch Yan meant by the choice.Among the two porcelain bottles, one is Yan Li's antidote, and the other is a deadly poison, and the choice is his.Patriarch Yan smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, this is the ancestral poison of our Yan clan, and if you drink it, you will die." ”The Sanqing Daoist was silent for a moment, looked at his favorite son, took a long breath of relief, and walked towards Patriarch Yan."
Okay, I'll choose ......"
He stretched out his hand, hesitated between a white porcelain and a red glazed porcelain vase, and then held the red glazed porcelain vase tightly, and said with tears in his eyes: "Li'er is my son, and I owe him too much."
If I had to choose between me and him, I would rather give up my life than protect my Li'er.I could die, but ......
Li'er must live. ”Patriarch Yan still smiled, and his tone was relaxed."
Okay, I promise you.Please!
”Sanqing Daoist came to Yan Li with a red glazed porcelain vase, raised his hand to touch his handsome and extraordinary face, choked up and said, "Child, live well, don't hate me." ”Yan Li cried uncontrollably, he hugged the Sanqing Daoist tightly, and shouted sadly: "Dad!
”() Glory to the end