Chapter 76: Wine Formula (Seeking Collection)

  Wei Zhao wore a good waistband, walked back with a relaxed face, and felt something was wrong at first glance. After scanning his eyes again, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he suddenly let out a hiccup, with a drunken look: "Brother, this wine, really hasn't been sold before?"

  The big man patted his chest and said loudly: "No, absolutely not."

  Wei Zhuo burst out laughing, and the big Han's heart was racing with fear.

  Wei Zhuo sat down, shaking his finger at the several empty jars in front of him, saying "I've already drunk, uh, seventeen, eighteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, hehe, thirty! Now it's your turn, you, psst, only six jars? No way, no way, drink! Drink!"

  The big Han was taken aback, his mouth twitching involuntarily, a stiff smile spreading across one side of his face. He picked up the jug and said, "Wei brother, you drink too, if you finish five jugs, you win." His voice was intentionally raised, as if he feared Wei Zhao wouldn't hear him otherwise.

  As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden muffled sound from the room in the west, like the sound of slapping a table.

  The big man suddenly woke up with a start, his face pale and sweaty, staring at Wei Zhuo who was drunk and staring at him. The big man's heart was suffocating, his face strange and wanting to cry, his throat moving, he started drinking gulp after gulp.

  Wei Zhuo's remaining light passed over Da Han, seeing that there seemed to be someone moving in the room on the west side. Looking again at Da Han's expression of crying and laughing, a strange smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

  He slammed his hand on the table and shouted: "The wine is not enough, it's too little! Waiter, bring more wine, add twenty more jars!"

  Big Han's heart skipped a beat, he carefully turned his head to take a look, and hastily said in a low voice: "Wei brother, there is still, first drink, drink, wait for a while to call."

  He glared at him and shouted loudly with a strong smell of wine: "You said you didn't have any, how come you're still hiding it? You're not being honest, not being a good friend..."

  The Great Han's face suddenly changed, and he hastily said in a low voice: "Brother Wei, Brother Wei, don't say anything else, I'll agree to whatever you want, just don't say anything else..." After finishing speaking, he turned his head back to look at the room on the west side, seeing no reaction, he let out a sigh of relief, and then turned back to look at Wei Xiao with a low voice: "Brother Wei, I'm begging you..."

  Wei Xiao's eyes were blurry from drinking, he shook his head and waved his hand, saying: "Alright, you want me to drink, are you willing to give it to me? If you do, I won't say anything else..."

  Han's face was a picture of pain and bitterness as he looked at Wei Zhao, feeling extremely wronged in his heart.

  Good sleep was ruined, mysteriously dragged to drink with someone, and had to use his own treasured dozens of good wine. Thought that three to five jars would be enough, but twenty jars were drunk in one go. What made him even more suffocated was that the wine vessel was also taken away in the end.

  The big Han was entangled for half a day, turned his head and looked at the west room again, as if he heard the sound of kicking something, his face changed, and he suddenly turned his head, took out a roll of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Wei Zhao in a low voice: "Wei brother, be sure to speak more emotions later."

  A hint of weirdness flashed in Weidao's eyes, he glanced at the room on the west side, and with a drunken expression, took it over, stuffed it into his bosom with a big smile, saying: "Hmph, I won't bother you about this anymore." After speaking, his body swayed slightly as he stood up, ready to head towards the stairs.

  Dahan saw Wei Qiao get up and not only didn't stop him, but secretly let out a sigh of relief.

  "Halt!" Wei Xiao had just taken a few steps when a cold hum suddenly came from behind.

  Wei Zhao turned his head and saw a 15 or 16-year-old girl wearing a tight, skin-like garment that wrapped her body tightly, walking towards him with quick steps.

  About fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright and round eyes, a small face with a hint of discontent, seemingly very dissatisfied with Wei Zuo.

  Wei Zhuang hesitated and turned around again, originally thinking of taking advantage of the situation and leaving, but now it seems that he can't leave.

  The woman in leather coat pulled over the timid big man with one hand and threw him directly behind Wei Zuo.

  That big fellow did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, nor did he leave a message. With a loud thud, he got up and rushed towards the stairs, and Wei Xiao disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  Wei Zhuo looked at the woman in surprise, with a little girl's appearance, and was able to throw that over 200-pound guy away.

  Too violent.

  The girl lifted a jug, tilted her white neck, and made two gulps. Wei Xiao thought she was going to drink it down, but unexpectedly, she suddenly spat it out, her face angrily saying: "Pfft! This lazy wine ghost said that the brewed wine is absolutely good, not as good as my foot washing water!"

  Wei Zhuo's mouth twitched, in this life or the next, he swore that he had never seen such a violent girl.

  The girl wiped her mouth with her sleeve and stared at Wei Zuo, saying: "Are you Wei Luyu?"

  Wei Zhao couldn't deceive a little kid either, so he smiled faintly and sat down.

  The girl looked at him seriously for a long time and then pouted her mouth saying: "Nothing special."

  Wei Zhuo smiled and didn't argue. Today several people came to give gifts, he also didn't want to argue with others.

  The girl saw Wei Zhao and didn't say a word, suddenly her right hand reached back and with a 'pa' sound, a short, small, and exquisite short bow was placed on the table.

  "As long as you can beat me, this bow is yours!" The girl said with one foot on the table and one arm on her knee, looking pretty and calm.

  Wei Zhuo's eyes lit up, having recently dabbled in many things and having many interests, seeing this not particularly exquisite but quite powerful short bow, he was very pleased.

  But when it comes to fighting a girl, Wei Xiao is unable to do so. Of course, her previous move of throwing the big guy out also had some effect.

  Wei Xiao smiled faintly and said, "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his fists. You come up with a few couplets."

  The girl was already puffed up with anger and had a lump in her throat. When Wei Xiao spoke, she almost choked.

  A gentleman moves his mouth but not his hands. No matter how you listen to this sentence, it feels like Wei Xiao is unwilling to fight her, or even looks down on fighting her, rather than being unable to beat her.

  The girl's silver teeth bit down with a crisp sound, and before she knew it, she was gripping a shiny flying knife in her hand, her face furious, as if she really wanted to throw it at Wei Xiuzhu.

  Wei Zhao neither hastily nor slowly picked up the wine jug on the table with his right hand, took a light sip, and said with a smack of his lips: "Good wine."

  The girl's chest heaved, her eyes slanted at Wei Zhao, grinding her teeth as she sat down, looking at the wine jug on the table. Her eyes turned and said: "If you drink ten more jugs, this bow is yours!"

  Wei Xiao's mouth corner flashed a smile, and he said lightly: "Okay." After finishing speaking, he picked up the jug, tilted his head back and started drinking.

  The girl's eyes sparkled as she stared at Wei Zhao, seemingly afraid that he would cheat.

  A pot, without exerting oneself to blow away dust.

  Two bowls, easy and relaxed.

  Three platforms, with room to spare.

  ……

  Wei Zhuo drank six jars in one breath, still with an unchanged face and without panting, as if he was drinking water.

  The girl was so angry that she gritted her teeth and her chest heaved with rage, hating the drunkard to death.

  "The damned drunkard! Isn't it said that ordinary people get drunk after drinking at most thirty jars? I think he can drink another thirty jars without a problem!"

  Wei Zhuo drank the last four jars lightly in the girl's anger, and then put the short bow and the five arrows on it into his arms under the girl's furious gaze.

  The girl gritted her teeth and scrunched up her face, as if she had a deep grudge against Wei Zao.

  Wei Zhuo slowly wiped his mouth with a calm and gentle smile, looking at the girl with a very ordinary gaze that revealed a hint of amusement.

  Is there anything else you want to give me?

  The girl was suddenly furious, grasping a shiny and small flying knife, coldly saying: "I want to have a flying knife competition with you!"

  Wei Zao shook his head and said, "Flying knives are cruel instruments. A scholar should stay away from the kitchen. I can write a couplet for you instead, or compose a poem if you'd like."

  The girl's face turned bright red, her right hand trembling with rage, as if she wanted to slap him in the face. Although she didn't read much, she knew that Wei Zhao's words were nonsense, and he was deliberately teasing her.

  "Hmm!" A shiny silver flying dagger suddenly landed on the table in front of Wei Zhao, just one inch away from his crotch.

  Wei Xiao didn't fear that it was fake, but also knew that this girl was being intentional. Patting the thing in her arms, she smiled faintly and said: "You've made your move, right? No gains without labor, receiving it would be shameful..."

  The little girl was even more furious in her heart and indignantly thought: 'Do you think I want to send you away!'

  Her eyes were wide with anger, her aura was fierce, and in the end, she saw Wei Zhao still looking like he had eaten a whole meal, his right hand holding another shiny flying knife. But in the end, gritting his teeth, he put down his hand and said hatefully: "I want Yun Cui to go home."

  Wei Zhuo let out a long "oh" sound, and just as the girl was gritting her teeth and about to lash out, he chuckled and said: "Yun Ya is doing very well, you don't have to worry."

  The girl was resentful and couldn't calm down. Before, no matter how much Fu Yang was bullied, he would hide outside for a few hours at most and then return home obediently. But since getting to know Wei Zhao, everything changed. He dared to speak loudly to her, even scolded her, and when she hit him, he actually fought back! This time, he didn't come back with great dignity after being beaten.

  It's all because of this guy in front of me!

  The girl was furious in her heart. If it wasn't for someone's instructions before she came, she would have liked to poke a hole in Wei Zuo's leg.

  The girl slapped the table and stood up, her silver teeth clenched tightly, and angrily said "If he doesn't come back tomorrow, I, Fu Qingyao, will go to his place and kill him! Don't believe me? Try it!" After finishing speaking, she slapped the table again and went downstairs with a whoosh.

  She recalled Fu Yang's harsh words before he left, and as time went on, she was afraid that she would really throw a flying knife at Wei Zhuo.

  Wei Zhao was left alone here, looking around and wondering if anyone else would show up. Suddenly he thought of the girl saying her name was 'Fu Qingyao', Wei Zhao's face turned strange.

  Isn't this Cloudy Cliff's wife? But isn't this clearly the wife's demeanor?

  Rubbing the thing in his arms, Wei Xiao became even more puzzled. Fu Qingyao had an angry expression, but it seemed that she wasn't the one who sent this thing?

  Wei Zhao's face was strange, but he got many good things for no reason and didn't have to return any favors, how great!

  Wei Zuo was holding something in his arms and went downstairs with a smile.

  He didn't know that these were the elders of the Fu family, who had come to thank him for raising Fu Yang into a capable person.

  Fu Rong dares to shout at Fu Qingyao, chasing her out of the house and never coming back. Before leaving, he even left a ruthless remark, which is what they have been looking forward to all along.

  This little repayment is very simple for them.

  Wei Zhuo went downstairs, thinking of asking Xiao Yatou to eat something delicious, and then bought some wine and dishes, walking back with Xiang Qiang's smiling face.

  Today is indeed worth celebrating.

  Xiangli hugged various fabrics in her arms, leaning back and laughing from time to time as she thought about the interesting things that had happened when she was bargaining just now.

  Wei Zhao also found it amusing, never expecting the little girl to be so ruthless when haggling over prices.

  Before long, the two of them walked back laughing and chatting.

  The two gatekeepers saw Wei Xiao return and hurriedly stepped forward saying: "Young Master."

  Wei Zhao stepped up onto the stairs and looked at the two of them, saying: "Is there something going on?"

  The two gatekeepers exchanged a glance, and one of them said: "Young master, Jiang Gongzi came by and said he had an urgent matter to discuss with you, but he sat for a while and then left."

  Jiang You? Wei Zao's mind stirred, and he said: "He didn't leave anything behind?" This Jiang You was also a man with a lot of heart and city, and Wei Zao had never underestimated him.

  The two of them exchanged a glance again, and another one said: "No, but judging from his appearance, he seems to be in a hurry."

  Wei Zhuo nodded thoughtfully and smiled: "Alright, I know. Next time if someone comes and I'm not here, just let them leave a note or something."

  The two of them hastily nodded in agreement and Wei Zhao led Xiang Qiang straight to his own backyard.

  Wei Zhuo had just entered the door when Wan'er came out to greet him, looking at Xiangqiang busy on the table, and quietly pushed Wei Zhuo out.

  Wei Zhuo looked puzzled, standing outside the door and looking at her, smiling: "What's wrong, what's so urgent?"

  Wan'er pursed her lips and looked at Wei Zhao with a worried face, hesitating before speaking in a low voice: "Young Master, have you offended the mistress?"

  Wei Zhao was taken aback. Today he had indeed teased Li Xiluan a bit, and smiled blandly: "What's wrong, is there something going on with your sister?"

  Wan'er was well aware of Li Xilian's methods in managing the household, and seeing that Young Master was still clueless about what had happened, her worried face said: "Young Master, there is news from Madam's side that they want to deduct your monthly allowance." It doesn't matter if the monthly allowance is deducted, but I'm afraid that Big Madam will have a prejudice against you, and then life will be difficult afterwards.

  She raised an eyebrow, a hint of weirdness on her face, and smiled "Is that what sister said?"

  Wan'er shook her head and said in a low voice, "It was one of my sisters who heard Yuer privately say that the young mistress was very angry and didn't go out today. But she ended up inviting Wei Jiu over and scolded him severely."

  Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow, hesitated for a moment, and smiled faintly: "Nothing, just go ahead and deduct it." Wei Zhao guessed that Li Xian's words were just out of embarrassment and shouldn't be taken seriously.

  However, recalling the back view of Chen's house, Wei Xiao felt it necessary to mention it to Li Xiujuan, and it would be better if it was a misunderstanding.

  Wan'er's small face was still worried, he also knew that the young master didn't know about Mrs. Dashi's methods, and hesitated to persuade Wei Zhao again, wanting to go over there to apologize and show some respect.

  "By the way, Wanyu, how much money do we have?" Wei Zao asked as he stepped across the threshold and turned to face Wan Yu.

  Wan'er had just turned around and was taken aback for a moment. Wei Zao had never asked about money before, so she was slightly startled and hastily replied, "There are over three thousand taels."

  This time, Wei Xiao was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise: "Is there really so much?"

  Wan'er pursed her lips and said softly, "Young master, your monthly allowance used to be 100 taels, then it was changed to 50 taels. In recent years, you haven't spent much, so it's all been saved up."

  Wei Xiao smiled and said: "Alright, bring out two thousand taels, I have an urgent need."

  Wan'er wanted to ask what was the matter, but thinking that Young Master had already made up his mind, she nodded and turned to walk towards the housekeeper.

  Wei Zhuo entered the house and saw Xiang Qiang drooling at the unknown dish, a chestnut hit him, and he said irritably: "Go, call Yun Ya over, all you know is eating."

  Wei Zhao intended to hand over the winery's affairs to Fu Rong, as a year of reading books was not as good as mixing outside for one or two months.

  The little girl rubbed her head and walked out with a bit of dissatisfaction. If there were more people eating, she would have to eat much less.

  Wei Zhao had already roughly guessed Fu Yang's origin, and some previous doubts were instantly cleared up.

  Soon, Fu Yang hurried over and bowed respectfully to Wei Zhao, saying: "Teacher."

  Today, he casually strolled around the Wei Mansion and was taken by Wenyu to Weizao's study. As a result, he unintentionally opened Weizao's poetry collection that he had been trying hard to recall and write down, and his face was shocked as he flipped through it from cover to cover. He also took a look at the hundred-character longevity picture written in one hundred different fonts by Weizao during his calligraphy practice, and glanced at other miscellaneous things. Fu Yang, being young, couldn't take it anymore, and finally returned to his room with a stiff face, collapsed onto the bed in broad daylight, his eyes wide open, his heart pounding, and his mind buzzing until he just came to his senses earlier.

  Watching Fu Yang perform a dignified and elegant ceremony, Wei Zao looked at him with some confusion, then smiled calmly and said: "I saw Qing Yao today."

  Fu Yan originally had a sincere face, but as soon as he heard the two words "Qing Yao", he immediately raised his head and stuttered with an embarrassed expression, "Teacher, have you seen my aunt?"

  Auntie?

  Wei Zhao's face was strange, and he suddenly felt a shock in his heart. He remembered the strange behavior of Fu Yang on the way that day. After a sudden realization, he became extremely solemn and turned to Xiangqiang with an unchanged expression: "Go, put the fabric behind."

  Xiangliang's big eyes sparkled, and she hastily responded with an "oh", glanced at Fu Yang, then hugged the fabric and walked out.

  Xianglian took a step forward, and Wei Xiao's face turned solemn, his eyebrows furrowed as he said in a deep voice, "Fu Yang, have you fallen for your aunt?"

  Qing Yao's face was filled with resentment and frustration, it wasn't familial affection. Wei Zhao furrowed his brow and continued, "Aunt?"

  This is a completely outrageous and unethical thing, even Wei Xiao can't accept it.

  Fu Yan's face was bitter, he shook his head and said in a lifeless tone: "No, teacher, listen to me."

  Wei Zhao heard 'not' and felt a slight relief in his heart, handing over the stool, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

  Fu Rong's face turned ashen as he sat down, his face filled with despair, and sighed: "Twenty years ago, during the great upheaval, Father had sent Grandfather and our family ahead of time to leave Jinling, and we temporarily lived in a peasant household for four years. Four years later, Father brought them back, and that year Grandfather took in Aunt's mother, who was born not long after Aunt was born. Aunt wasn't actually Grandfather's biological daughter, but could only be considered his adopted daughter."

  Wei Zhao heard this and felt a big stone in his heart finally fall to the ground, and he roughly guessed why Fu Yan would come to him as a master. It was probably because Qing Yao thought that Fu Yan was not steady enough, didn't seem like a man, and usually spoke too casually, hurting the young and vigorous Fu Yan.

  But even if they don't have a blood relationship, ethics are still there, and they need to get past it, which is especially difficult in this era.

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  Seventy-six jumped to eighty-two, chapter name error, but does not affect.