Fortunately, Lu Shuang was mentally prepared and knew that in addition to bringing each other a little distance closer, it was impossible for these people who were older than themselves and more experienced than themselves to know everything about themselves immediately.

Otherwise, the saying "Drinking and not talking about business" by the chief officer of the beacon can wipe out all the interest of this banquet.

Besides, Lu Shuang is not a ignorant yellow stick, so a little unhappy will naturally not be on her face.

After a few more tours of wine, everyone was drinking. Mr. Lu picked up the wine glass and made a summary, "Everyone, how about we ending here today?"

The Yuanwailang, whose cheeks were already drunk very rosy, seemed to be giving Lu Shuang face, and also seemed to be defending the territory and sovereignty: "Then let's end it here, we have a long way to go! Come on, let's thank Doctor Lu for his generous donation!"

Lu Shuang raised her eyebrows and didn't think about the latter.

Seven people, you support me, and I took his hand and went down the attic.

Lu Shuang sent everyone to the door, and waited until all the subordinates left, then turned around to settle the account.

When I walked out of the restaurant, the sky had completely darkened.

There are almost no people on the deserted streets.

Only then did Lu Shuang remember that there was a curfew in the Tang Dynasty.

After taking a deep breath of cold air, Lu Shuang walked towards Changxingfang with big strides.

The alcohol smell of Sanleju was not strong, but Lu Shuang drank a lot. When he walked a few yards away and arrived at the yard of Jiazi No. 3, the alcohol smell on his body did not dissipate much.

I found a scoop of cold water from the door. Lu Shuang rinsed several times, hoping to make the smell of wine on her body lighter in this way.

But how sensitive is the newly married woman’s nose?

As soon as Lu Shuang entered the room, Zheng Liwan, who was embroidering a square scarf, immediately put down the object in her hand, poured water into the cup and asked with concern: "Dalang, after drinking so much wine, is it uncomfortable? Come and drink some water!"

Lu Shuang smiled and reached out to take it, but she saw Zheng Liwan suddenly "ah" and said with a self-pity, "Look at me, this stupid head! I will definitely feel uncomfortable after drinking cold water after drinking alcohol. Dalang, please wait for me for a while, I will get you some warm water."

Looking at the little resentment of the sweet man's face towards him, Lu Shuang couldn't help laughing. He pulled the woman with a water cup into his arms. Lu Shuang gently scraped the tip of his pretty nose and whispered: "No need to bother, I just asked a few colleagues from the Shi Fangsi to drink for a while, and didn't drink much wine."

"real?"

Zheng Liwan frowned slightly and said with a serious look on her face: "You don't allow Meng Nu. If you drink too much, I can make you sobering soup."

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Lu Shuang reached out and flicked Zheng Liwan's forehead gently, pretending to be angry and said, "Why frown? You will know that your forehead is full of wrinkles in the future! You don't know how much you can drink? On the day of marriage, no one in the big yard could get drunk, let alone five or six people in the official position?"

"Everyone who is drunk says he is not drunk!"

Zheng Liwan was still a little worried and pouted, "That's true for Aye, but he would drink all the sobering soup he cooked for him every time the slave cooked him."

If a wife is like this, what else can the husband ask for?

Lu Shuang was moved, and gently pulled the white skin that was so broken, and smiled and said, "Have you safe, it's really okay for your husband!"

With Lu Shuang's repeated affirmation, Zheng Liwan finally stopped insisting, but nodded and said, "Then, I'll go and have someone to make you some hot water. You can wash and rest. You will definitely be tired after working in the yamen for a day."

Not to mention, the current staff member was really tired after reading the file for a day. Lu Shuang nodded and followed the advice.

After washing up, Lu Shuang's already tired body quickly fell asleep under the urging of alcohol.

Zheng Liwan, who was lying beside her, looked at her husband with a gentle face.

Fortunately, Lu Shuang is asleep now, otherwise she might have done something that can omit ten thousand words when she looks at her beautiful face.

The next day, just as the sky was dawn, the woman got up in high spirits, carefully dressed her husband in official clothes, and sent her husband to the door without fear of the cold.

Looking at the pretty face that was a little red from the cold of early spring, Lu Shuang stretched out her hands to hug her, and then pecked her gently on her forehead: "Second Madam, go back, don't get cold!"

"Um!"

Shy, the more rosy face nodded and turned around and entered the door.

Lu Shuang looked at the back that disappeared into the door frame, smiled, turned around and boarded the carriage.

Little did they know that the newlywed woman who disappeared into the door frame suddenly stretched out a head from the door frame and then shrank back until she could no longer see the carriage.

After going up and down, entering the yamen, Lu Shuang began the great cause of copying files again.

Apart from going to have lunch and looking for the chief officer of Fenghuo in the afternoon, Mr. Lu almost never walked out of his office.

The reason why it is almost said is because I have to go out to solve the three urgent issues.

The head of Fenghuo Office introduced Lu Shuang to Lu Shuang with a smile, and did not tell Lu Shuang any real information.

Two days passed like this.

Lu Shuang still has the option of finding answers from the files. After all, no one in the small officials in the Fenghuo District has expressed loyalty to the young doctor at the moment, and he also knows very little about what Lu Shuang wants to know.

In this way, five days passed in a flash.

The job director Lu looked at the file without any effort and seemed to have done anything to solve the work arranged by the Minister of the Gushi, but he seemed quite tired.

How could you make yourself like this as soon as you go to work?

Zheng Liwan could only deeply suppress the words in her heart, "When will we return?" while feeling distressed.

Then on the sixth and seventh day, Lu Shuang finally copied the copywriting that belonged to the Fenghuo District in his office.

I almost copied the book, but I still couldn't find the reason why the Ministry of War wanted to reform the beacon.

There are still two days left before the Rest, but the reason has not been found yet. How to propose a reform plan?

Why don’t you ask the Yuanwailang who has always been stingy and smiling to me?

But will the other party tell himself?

With this determination that he could not make up, Lu Shuang stepped into the carriage and embarked on the way to get off work.

That night, Lu did not reveal his worries to his wife, but he could not raise interest in doing other things, so he lay on the bed early and pretended to be asleep.

Little did they know that in a big mansion, the Minister of War was standing behind an old man in a purple robe. "The official can be sure that Lu Shuang still has no clue yet."

"Um!"
Chapter completed!