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MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 536 Wine Flag Exhibition
Chapter 536 Wine Flag Exhibition
One year later, the world was initially settled, and King Kaiyang led the Chaoyang Army to a triumphant return.
On Qingxing Street, a restaurant reopened, and the sound of festive firecrackers rang for half a day.
For Wei Han, seeing a green flag waving in the wind in front of a restaurant is not as joyful as being greeted by officials and cheering.
"I thought the wine shop had already opened."
Luo Sheng said with a smile: "Your brother has not long been enthroned, and there is chaos outside, so why would he want to open a wine shop?"
"Just like that?" Wei Han asked with a smile.
"What else?" Luo Sheng tried his best to keep calm, but he couldn't stop his cheeks getting hotter and hotter.
In fact, she just didn't want to open the restaurant while he was away.
She hoped that he would come back from the Southern and Northern Wars, and that he would be the first guest to welcome the restaurant after it reopened.
The girl's reddish cheeks made Wei Han's heart skip a beat.
"Miss Luo, it's still early, why don't we go and see the persimmon tree."
Last year when I left Beijing, it was still the scorching sun in June, but now it’s autumn when I come back. The persimmon tree in the courtyard is full of red fruits, which is the most pleasant time.
Wei Han looked up, the coldness of killing on the battlefield faded from his brows and eyes, and there was a gentle smile: "Miss Luo, I found that the persimmon tree is much more beautiful than before."
Luo Sheng smiled: "I think so too."
The persimmon trees ushering in a good harvest are of course the best time to see them.
"Miss Luo."
Luo Sheng looked at him.
"Are the persimmons edible?"
Luo Sheng moistened his eyes.
The same thing he said two years ago.
She blinked her eyes lightly, and said what she said two years ago: "Wait until after the frost, when the persimmons are the best."
"Miss Luo."
"Huh?" Luo Sheng responded, thinking about what he would say next.
He said, let's see the persimmon tree after the frost.
At that time, she didn't want the ambiguous feelings to spread between the two of them, so she said calmly: "The persimmon tree can't escape anyway, just look at it if you think of it."
She saw the loss in his eyes, but she could only turn a blind eye.
Her answer will be different this time, she will say hello with all her heart, and when the frost comes, she will hold hands with this fool to see the persimmon tree.
Only this time, what she heard was different.
He said: "Miss Luo, let's get married after the frost falls."
Luo Sheng was dumbfounded.
The man's jade-like face was stained with blush, but his eyes were clear and firm: "Although the time is short, I think there is still time to prepare. What does Miss Luo think?"
He didn't want to wait until the next frost.
He wants to eat drunk crabs and drink rice wine with her in the Wangfu this year, and show her the beautiful chrysanthemums in the garden.
"I—" Luo Sheng opened his mouth, the shyness and reservedness he thought were gone at this moment.
She bent her lips and smiled: "I think so too."
Wei Han's eyes lit up.
"but-"
Wei Han was startled and looked at her.
Luo Sheng was helpless: "Perhaps the prince should tell my father."
Without a formal marriage proposal, she can't let her prepare for the marriage herself.
Wei Han nodded again and again: "I will propose marriage to your father tomorrow!"
"Yes." Luo Sheng responded softly.
Wei Han stretched out his hand hanging by his side, and gently held her hand.
The girl's hands were soft and cool, which was what he had thought about for a long time when he went to war.
His eyes fell on her fair and smooth forehead.
He still remembers the hasty kiss on the occasion of parting, which made him unable to calm down for a long time.
I was worried that she would be angry, but I couldn't help thinking about it.
Noticing the fiery eyes of the man, Luo Sheng calmly reminded: "Shi Yan and Hongdou may be behind the door curtain."
Wei Han suddenly woke up.
Although he really wanted to kiss his sweetheart again, he had no intention of letting others watch.
Fortunately, Frost's Descent is coming soon, and the days to come will be long.
"It's time for the opening, let's go to the lobby."
Wei Han readily accepted Luo Sheng's proposal.
If you can’t kiss Miss Luo, it’s not bad to have a delicious meal.
The two went to the lobby together.
As soon as the door of the restaurant opened, Zhao Shangshu was the first to rush in.
Kuer smiled and said: "Congratulations, sir, our girl said that the first guest today is free."
Following closely behind, Qian Shangshu's face changed slightly: "The first guest is free?"
"yes."
"Then... where is the second person?" Although he felt a little embarrassed, Qian Shangshu asked.
No way, black shops are as expensive as ever, and the gap between eating for nothing and paying for it is too big.
Keer pursed her lips and smiled, "Of course the second one won't do."
Qian Shangshu slowly looked at Zhao Shangshu.
That is to say, he walked in only one step later than Lao Zhao, and Lao Zhao was free, so he paid for it?
Zhao Shangshu looked calm.
What's the matter, one step faster is also the first.
Soon, drinkers came in one after another, filling the lobby.
Those who didn't get a seat asked: "Sister Hongdou, is there still a limit on the first day of opening?"
Hongdou resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said, "Today, we make an exception and don't limit the numbers, just wait until the previous table becomes vacant."
It was Shi Sanhuo who yelled every day, driving all these drinkers away.
Who is the eldest sister?
Shi Yan walked to the table by the window, smiled and asked, "Master, what would you like to eat?"
Wei Han's eyes were slightly cold: "Who asked you to come over and be the second child?"
He hasn't bothered to clean up the bastard.
It was enough to take in Negative Xue, and he also raised Ming Zhu and others in the palace. Those who didn't know thought that he accepted Miss Luo's dowry in advance.
Shi Yan shrank his neck, and changed the subject with a smirk: "Master, there is a roasted pig's head today, don't you want some?"
Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhao Shangshu, and said in a low voice: "The supply of roasted pig heads is limited, and Zhao Shangshu can eat two servings."
Zhao Shangshu's ear tipped, and he coughed lightly when he heard it, and said in a strong voice: "Xiao Er, serve four roasted pig's heads!"
Who said he only ate two servings, and it was free after all, and he can take it away if he can’t eat it.
Qian Shangshu: "..." Show some face.
Qian Shangshu, whose mentality has been completely out of balance, finds his old friend very unpleasant.
Zhao Shangshu smiled and asked: "Old Qian, do you want to share the table?"
Qian Shangshu was overjoyed: "Fight!"
Since Lao Zhao is so sensible, let's continue to be friends.
The night is getting darker, the moon is bright, and the bustle in the lobby is slightly less.
A woman walked into the restaurant hesitantly.
The female shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and she greeted with joy: "Oh, it's shopkeeper Han. I haven't seen you for a while."
It turns out that the woman is the shopkeeper of the makeup shop diagonally opposite the wine shop. Because the shopkeeper, Hongdou and Kouer often go shopping in the shop, they gradually become acquainted.
But since the chaos in the capital and the closure of the restaurant, the female shopkeeper has never seen her again.
"Are there no seats left?"
The female shopkeeper enthusiastically led the shopkeeper Han in: "There is no seat for now, please sit here and wait."
The female shopkeeper gave up the stool by the counter and motioned for shopkeeper Han to sit down.
"How embarrassing, I'll stand and wait." The shopkeeper Han said, and couldn't help but glance at Luo Sheng who was sitting by the counter.
Luo Sheng nodded politely.
Shopkeeper Han's eyes suddenly turned red: "Miss Luo, I want to ask you for a favor."
"What's up?"
"Last year, the officials went everywhere to arrest young women, I—" the shopkeeper Han said as he approached, and stabbed Luo Sheng with the dagger hidden in his sleeve.
See you tomorrow.
(end of this chapter)