"This, can this be eaten?"

Someone couldn't help asking, and after asking, he regretted it. The strong milky aroma is mixed with the aroma of the cake. There are different patterns on the edges of each layer, which looks mouth-watering. How can you not eat it?

Xu Liang handed the old man a long bamboo knife. The old man took off the top layer of longevity peaches and placed them in a special large plate. Then he gave the bamboo knife to Mr. Second. Mr. Second cut it into small pieces layer by layer and signaled the servant to serve it on the plate and distribute it to everyone.

The ones who were given were eager to eat, and the ones who had not eaten were stretched out their necks and waited. The servants who made the promise were delivered in an orderly manner, and they were delivered table by table until each person had a small piece in his hand.

"tasty."

Some people nodded and praised, while others pursed the cream on the corners of their lips. They were all ministers in the court, and their salary was not low. Not to mention that all the good pastries in the capital had eaten, but they were almost the same. Some people even had special pastries in pastries, but there was never a single pastry that tasted so good. The most important thing was the meaning of birthday cakes. They climbed up step by step and lived a hundred years old. Who wouldn't want to do this?

Thinking of this, the person who was active and cheerful, "The old man is such a blessing. We are so envious of this great-granddaughter."

"Don't envy..."

The old man's face couldn't hide his smile, "My great-granddaughter opened a cake shop in Nancheng, which specializes in making birthday cakes. Different layers can be made according to different ages, different characters can be written, and different styles can be made. In the future, if you need it, you can send someone to make a reservation in advance."

Everyone's flattering words just now were thinking that they could make a birthday cake and get a good start when they celebrated their birthdays in the future. When they heard that the old man Song Wanyue opened a cake shop, they were all happy and responded loudly, "Of course, sure."

The lady also ate the birthday cake. Although she didn't see the shock of the seven-layer cake with her own eyes, she heard the descriptions of the servants and thought it was a good thing. They all told Meng that someone in her family must customize one for their birthday in the future.

For a moment, the mansion was talking about the birthday cake.

Wen Zhong felt very uncomfortable when he ate. He walked up to Duke Qi with a plate and whispered, "After Duke leaves the mansion, please wait for me in the teahouse for a while."

The Duke of Qi nodded slightly, finished eating the cake, took out a handkerchief, wiped his mouth and hands, and stood up to say goodbye.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also said goodbye. Wen Zhong stayed at the end and sent the last guest away. He went to the old man's courtyard and said, before he took his wife out of the mansion and got on the carriage. When passing the teahouse, he ordered the coachman to stop and said to his wife, "I have made an appointment with a few colleagues for tea. You go back first and let the coachman pick me up later."

The carriage left, Wen Zhong walked into the teahouse. The servant from the Duke of Qi who was waiting at the door led him to the upstairs room. The room was filled with heat, and the staff at the teahouse were making tea for Duke of Qi.

Seeing him come in, Duke Qi waved his hand and the guy stepped back.

Wen Zhong sat opposite him, held the teapot, and slowly poured a cup of tea for Duke Qi, "There is one thing that I want to explain to the Duke, so that you won't blame us if you know it in the future."

"Mr. Wen, please tell me."

"My little sister and Ling'er have been driven out of the Xu Mansion long ago."

The Duke of Qi narrowed his eyes. He did not make much trouble to the Song family and Gu Yi in front of the old man today, but he just wanted to marry the Xu family. He could not have had an unpleasant situation at this time, but he did not expect Xu Ling'er had been driven out of the Xu mansion long ago.

But nothing was revealed on his face. He slowly picked up the teacup and delivered it to his mouth, "Can Mr. Wen tell me why?"

"Because Song Si, you also know that Ling'er is awkward. Although she is given the surname of the Xu family, she is not a member of the Xu family after all, so it is naturally not easy to choose a marriage. Song Si went to the Xu family and was attracted by my sister. She wanted to marry Ling'er to him. When my grandfather found out, she angrily accused her of having no rules and ruining the Xu family's style, and drove them out."

The Duke of Qi didn't believe what he said at all. The old man was a famous scholar in the world and had a lot of trouble in his heart. Naturally, he would not drive people out because of this little thing, and something that could not be said would inevitably happen.

However, he did not expose Wen Zhong and nodded, "The old man is indeed a little too pedantic. It is appropriate to be a mother who is in charge of a marriage for her daughter. How could he drive people out of the mansion?"

Wen Zhong did not answer his words and said, "The reason why I told the Duke is that I don't want you to think that we are cheating on marriage. Even if I was kicked out of the Xu Mansion, they are still my relatives. With me, my uncle, I will never let Ling'er suffer grievance."

Duke of Qi turned the teacup, "Mr. Wen means..."

"If you still want to help your distant relative marry Ling'er, as long as they get married, I will find a way to get the person into the Ministry of Revenue."

“No need for this.”

Wen Zhong's face changed, but he heard the Duke of Qi say again, "I have done this. He will go to the Ministry of Revenue in a few days. At that time, please help from Minister Wen."

Wen Zhongxin relaxed and smiled on his face, "That's natural."

...

After leaving the teahouse, the coachman was already waiting outside. Wen Zhong got on the carriage and told him to go to the courtyard where Wen and Xu Linger lived.

After Wen and Xu Ling'er moved in, they were completely isolated from the news outside. They didn't know that Sun Jin had been recruited as the prince consort and were looking forward to Sun Jin coming to get engaged every day. But after so many days, there was no movement. Wen was a little panicked and felt something had happened. When he heard the servant report that Wen Zhong had come, he hurried out to welcome the person in and asked anxiously, "Brother, is there something wrong?"

"Something happened."

Wen's voice was a little trembling, "No, it's not Sun Jin, he, he wants to regret his kiss, right?"

"It's even worse than this. He automatically proposed to marry the princess at the Qionglin banquet."

Wen's eyes turned dark and he almost slid down from the chair.

"He, he, how could he do such a thing? He begged the matchmaker to come to propose marriage!"

"Do you dare to go to the emperor and say it?"

Wen didn't dare. If she dared to go to the emperor and said, let alone her and Ling'er, even the eldest brother would be implicated. Maybe even the sun will not be seen tomorrow.

Her eyes turned red, "What should I do with Ling'er?"

Sun Jin was Ling'er's second best choice, how could she stand this blow?

"I told her another marriage, who was a distant relative of Duke Qi. He ranked tenth in this palace examination. He was talented and looked no worse than Sun Jin. Duke Qi had arranged him into the Ministry of Revenue, and his future prospects were limitless."

"Ling'er won't agree."

Wen Zhong's tone became stronger, "Go and call her, I'll tell her."
Chapter completed!