Chapter 147: Mountain Wave

"Yeah, everyone should sit, Brother Liu, too!" Old man Su sat down on the main seat without hesitation, waved his hand with a smile and said to Gongsun Wuda and Liu Yi and the others: "There are wine and food, it seems that I am here at the right time."

After saying that, the old man picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, then picked up the chopsticks that the people had just handed over, picked up a piece of fat meat, threw it into his mouth, and ate it on his own. It looked like it was so casual that it seemed like it was at home.

"The elder Si Nong has a good teeth." Liu Yiu also sat down casually, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then picked up the wine pot and filled it with it. He squeezed the old man's words half soft and hard.

"Haha," the old man said while chewing: "Brother Liu has been awarded, don't say that, I have used this tooth for decades and has never been broken before. It tastes good." The old man looked proud and even showed off a little.

"This is Mr. Su's blessing, not like me. Mr. Su, look, I am only in my fifties, but two of these teeth have fallen off." Gongsun Wuda sneered at the teeth and said to Su Bingren: "It's difficult to gnaw a bone now."

Gongsun Wuda stood up and filled Su Bingren with a glass. Looking at the handsome servant behind the old man, he asked in confusion: "Old Su, this guy is so nervous. He seems to have never seen him before. Didn't he be the butler Su before? Why didn't he see him? I want to have two more drinks with him."

"Oh, this is a newly recruited servant from the mansion. He called Su Chen. Seeing that he was very well-behaved, I rushed Su An to go back to the countryside for a few days, so I took him to the side and took Su An's seat first." The old man turned around and said to Su Chen, "Xiaochen, come on, come on, greet General Gongsun, and then sit down aside. General Gongsun is a straightforward person. There are no such messy rules elsewhere in the general's mansion. Don't be afraid in your heart."

Judging from this, this young man named Su Chen actually had the meaning of taking over as the butler of the Su Mansion.

"Yes, master." Su Chen bent over and gave a gift to Gongsun Wuda, and then sat down with Liu Yipeng.

"Mr. Liu, please." After sitting down, Su Chen bowed to Liu Yi privately. The eyes of Liu Yi looked at Liu Yi, and the light was shining, as if he was looking at something rare.

"Well, Brother Su, please." Looking at the servant, Liu Yi felt sad again. The handsome guy in Chang'an City was a little too much. This servant looked no worse than Li Rusi.

Double eyelids, big eyes, thin skin and tender flesh. Oh, how can this person compare with others?

After saying hello, Liu Yi started to eat the food on his own, without any leisure to pay attention to the beautiful servant brought by Old Man Su.

"Brother Liu, come on, I'll give you a glass," Su Bingren swallowed the fat meat in his mouth, picked up the wine glass and said to Liu Yi: "For your noble character, for your Liu's plow!"

"Thank you, Lord Su," Liu Yiuan raised his glass and said, "Compared to your passion for your country and working hard and making great contributions, these things of the boy are not worth mentioning. Moreover, the reason why he 'dedicated' the Liu family's plough to the court this time is that he has made great contributions to the great influence of Master Sinong. This glass of wine should be to the boss Sinong."

Liu Yiuan raised his glass and signaled Su Bingren, and then took the lead in drinking the wine in the glass.

"Haha, thanks to Brother Liu's praise," Su Bingren knew that Liu Yi was unhappy and also knew why he was unhappy, but he still took Liu Yi's praise with shamelessness, raised his glass to drink the wine with a smile.

Afterwards, the old man winked at Su Chen, then ignored Liu Yiuan, turned his head and told Gongsun Wu about the old things. During this period, he would occasionally say a few words to Wang Zhihong and Gongsun Helan, so that they had no time to take care of him.

"Mr. Liu is so angry that our master is so angry about the Liu family's plowing?" Su Chen saw Liu Yi's depressed look, then he leaned down to Liu Yi's side and asked in a low voice.

Liu Yiu picked up the dish, drank a sip of wine, glanced at Su Chen, the beautiful young man, and chuckled: "Brother Su must have misunderstood. Liu, a civilian, dared not be angry with Mr. Su. Moreover, the Liu family also paid money for the plowing court, and Liu did not suffer any loss. How could he say that he was angry?"

"Haha, that's great. Come on, I'll respect Mr. Liu for a cup." Su Chen chuckled after hearing Liu Yi's words, raised his glass and said to Liu Yi: "For Mr. Liu's generosity."

Su Chen drank a generous drink and said, "Actually, our master also knows that it is a bit sorry for Mr. Liu to do this. Anyone can see the huge value and interests contained in the Liu family's plough. However, our master is the Grand Minister of the Agricultural Minister, and in his position, he will do his own affairs. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."

"And so, Mr. Liu is not a loss. Others can see that the benefits of the Liu family's plowing plow are naturally not unclear. So this time Mr. Liu was willing to give up the 'Liu family', which in fact was to indirectly give the emperor a huge favor. The emperor is a wise ruler, and he will not owe this favor to him."

"Oh?" Liu Yi stared at Su Chen curiously and said, "If you can say such words, Brother Su Chen is not just a servant of the Su Mansion, right?"

If a servant dares to do this table, will a servant grow tender and tender? Can a servant say such pros and cons? Liu Yiu doesn't believe it.

"Uh?" Su Chen's face changed slightly, but then he laughed softly and said, "Mr. Liu is really wise and you can see it. In fact, Chen is not a servant. Chen's real identity is Su Sinongqing's grandson, Su Chen. Su Chen has met Mr. Liu again."

After saying that, Su Chen bowed and greeted Liu Yi again.

"Oh, it turns out it's Mr. Su, so lucky to know." Liu Yiu also bowed to Su Chen, and he already understood in his heart that Old Man Su was unable to get rid of his face, so he let his grandson be a lobbyist.

However, Liu Yi didn't understand something. I missed him, Old Man Su, a great minister, who was in charge of the world's agricultural affairs. Is it necessary to apologize to him, a commoner? Is it because I feel that I have some conscience? Is this possible?

In fact, although Liu Yiu felt a little frustrated and awkward about Su Bingren, he was not really angry or resentful. After all, he was also doing his job. When he was about to open the "Liu Family Lifang", he was ready to be confiscated or requisitioned by the court, but he never expected it to be so soon.

"Mr. Liu, Su Chen is here to serve his grandfather. I'll apologize to you. I'll ask Mr. Liu to forgive me." Su Chen sincerely handed over a glass of wine, looking at Liu Yi, hoping that Liu Yi could drink this glass of wine.

Liu Yi gently pushed the wine glass in Su Chen's hand away and chuckled: "Young Master Su, please be polite. Liu must not drink this glass of wine. First, Su Sinong had never missed anything with him, and second, Liu had never really resented him. So the word "forgiveness" was impossible to mention, and how could Liu drink this glass of wine?"

Seeing that Liu Yi's tone was steady this time, it didn't seem like he was talking angry, and he couldn't help but feel happy. Mr. Liu was not the kind of petty person. He raised his glass again and said, "Then this glass of wine is to treat Mr. Liu as a way to Mr. Liu for his generousness."

Liu Yi chuckled, then picked up the wine glass and touched Su Chen lightly.

"Mr. Liu," Seeing Liu Yidian drink the wine, Su Chen put the chair in front of Liu Yidian and began to draw close to Liu Yidian: "I heard that Mr. Liu not only writes well, but also has outstanding literary talent. I wonder if Mr. Liu can write a poem here to increase the elegant atmosphere during the meal."

"Writing poetry?" Gongsun Helan's ears were quite long, and she heard Su Chen's words immediately. He turned his head and looked at Liu Yi and said at the top of his voice: "Brother wants to write poetry? OK, okay, for so long, I have only known that my elder brother is very skilled in martial arts, but I have never experienced this literary talent. Why not take this opportunity to open my eyes today?"

As he said that, Gongsun Helan reached into his arms and took out his folding fan that had been stored for a long time, opened it and shook it gently on his chest, making a gentle look as if he was a scholar and a gentleman.

"Yes, a virtuous nephew," Gongsun Wuda said in a voice: "Last time I went back to Sanyuan, I always heard our second child praise the literary talent in my husband's ears. Why would I write this song here today so that we can see the charm of my virtuous nephew."

"Ah Qi, you can prepare some pens, ink, paper, and inkstone. Mr. Liu wrote poems. Of course, he had to write them out to make sense." Old man Su even more directly ordered Gongsun Qi to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and placed it in front of Liu Yi.

Liu Yi held the pen and looked at the paper and ink in front of him, and felt like he was being driven to the shelves. It was like when he went to KTV before, and his friends knew that he was not fully tuned, but they still insisted on forcing him to sing.

After fighting hard, Liu Yi stood up, bowed her hand around, saluted to Old Man Su and Gongsun Wuda and others, and said, "Since that's the case, that's the case, that's the case!"

After saying that, Liu Yimeng dipped his pen and wrote directly on the paper:

A plowing a ox and half a piece of field, harvesting depends on the sky, and desolation depends on the sky;

A simple meal with a meal is sweet in the morning and a sweet in the evening;

Clothing is warmer than silk cotton. It can be worn long or short;

There are a few thatched huts in the grass, so you can walk and wait and be safe;

The rain passes by the sky and drives a boat, fishes are on the side and wine is on the side;

When the children return home at night, they talk in front of the lamp. There are words today, and there are words in ancient times.

I sleep alone at noon on the sun, who is the god? I am the god?

A volume of books in the empty valley of Nanshan Mountain is crazy and crazy.
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