"Zhou Chi, you are really not old at all. I have known you as the governor of Guangxi since I was in the capital. I always thought you were an old man in his fifties or sixties, or a pedantic old scholar with a long beard."
"I'm most afraid of dealing with that kind of old man who has been involved in officialdom for decades. I was still very worried at the time. If I can't have a good relationship with you, how can you do anything with food and grass? I'm really worried. All the way, but when I saw it in Guangxi, I was really shocked. At that time, I was still wondering if I had made a mistake. How could I be a high-ranking official of the second rank of the imperial court and be such a handsome young man? I really I think you are about the same age as me."
Zhou Chi couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard what he said: "Are you worried that I will deduct your food and grass?"
"Who told you, the governor of Guangxi, to be so powerful? I'm justifiable to worry," Lu Zhicheng coughed twice in embarrassment, while continuing, "Wasn't it just your memorial that brought down the world? Did you kill Wan Yaojie, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance? Prince Baojun and Concubine Wan Gui also fell down. It shows that you are very skillful, so naturally I am a little afraid of you. "
Zhou Chi finished eating the chicken drumsticks in his hand and felt that he was not too hungry. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He glanced at Lu Zhicheng and said slowly: "The Wan family is full of evil deeds and is the leader of Dali Jiangshan." The No. 1 moth should have died a long time ago, I was just the beginning."
"Yes, they indeed deserve death." Lu Zhicheng also looked solemn, staring at the tea leaves in the teacup. After a long while, he said slowly, "By the way, Prince Baojun has been sent to Now I have settled him down by the Lancang River."
"Oh?" Zhou Chi raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Zhicheng with a sneer on his face, "I wonder if the noble Prince Baojun is okay now?"
"Can it be good?" Lu Zhicheng sneered, drinking all the tea in the cup and leaning on the soft pillow to take some time to speak, "He is the only one living in such a big house, and it also faces the Lancang River. He listens to the roaring waves of the Lancang River and sees the rough waves of the Lancang River every day, and he is afraid that he will go crazy sooner or later. "
"It's his blessing to go crazy." Zhou Chi said coldly.
Zhou Chi reached out and poured himself a glass of osmanthus wine. He looked at the honey-colored wine, and his eyes, which were already moist, turned slightly red. He stood up, held the wine glass with both hands, and slowly poured the wine inside. On the ground, even the tears that had been held in for a long time fell into the loess.
Lu Zhicheng also stood up, poured a glass of wine, and followed Zhou Chi, spilling the wine into the ground.
"Wouldn't you like some more?" Lu Zhicheng looked at Zhou Chi, who was silent across from him, and then at a table of neatly arranged meals.
"I can't eat any more," Zhou Chi said with his head hanging down. He reached out and wiped his face vigorously. When he looked up again, he had regained his composure. He poured himself a glass of wine, and then poured another glass for Lu Zhicheng. , while saying to Lu Zhicheng, "Drink a few cups with me."
Lu Zhicheng knew that he was thinking of his old friend in southern Xinjiang and was in a bad mood, so Lu Zhicheng naturally would not shirk it. The two of them did not speak at that moment and drank a glass of wine in silence. Zhou Chi gave them another glass of wine. Pour it on.
"I never knew that the general could make wine," Zhou Chi told Lu Zhicheng while pouring the wine. "I didn't expect that the first time I drank the general's wine, it tasted so good. If I return to the capital in the future, I will definitely make it to him. The general asks for more wine jars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.”