Chapter 48: Jia Xu meets you

For ten days, Fuchunyuan only sold a jar of "Shenxian Zui" every day, but the transaction price was getting higher and higher day by day, and it was rising faster than the outside grain prices.

One hundred and twenty gold was sold on the first day, and one hundred and fifty gold was sold on the second day, and two hundred gold was sold on the tenth day. At the beginning, people were just curious and were more interested in new things. But now it is completely different. "The Gods and Fairies" conquered the mouths of the nobles in Luoyang City with its extraordinary wines and conquered their hearts.

The most popular sentence between the upper reaches of Luoyang City is "Have you ever drunk the 'god'?"

"The Gods and Fairies" has become synonymous with the identity of the upper class in Luoyang, and it can also be said to be the stepping stone for promotion. People with wealth and power can use it to knock on the door of power, and those with great power can use it to gain higher power.

Giving gifts to "gods and immortals" has become a consensus among the high-ranking families in Luoyang City.

Without exception, Mr. Jia Xu became the number one figure in Luoyang City. Some giant merchants, clans and nobles visited Fuchunyuan one after another. They knew that "the gods and immortals" contained huge business opportunities. Fuchunyuan's business also became popular. The shopkeeper Zhang Fatty smiled from ear to ear every day, and even served the Pegasus Ranch like a master.

Having achieved the initial goal, Jia Xu paid no hassle to pay homage to the Central Constable Wang Fu and Zhang Rang, a famous celebrity beside the emperor. After smashing five jars of "Gods and Immortals" in each person, Jia Xu finally waited for the emperor's oral order sent by the Huangmen official as he wished, "I will meet you at noon tomorrow."

Of course, the emperor was not that easy to see, especially Jia Xu, who was still a white-bodied person. But now who doesn’t know about “The Gods and Fairies” in Luoyang, and who doesn’t know about Jia Xu! Today’s saint is no exception. Under the temptation of “The Gods and Fairies” and the joyful words of the Zhongchang Shi Wang Fu and Zhang Rang, the Emperor Ling of Han really agreed to meet Jia Xu, a sect.

Jia Xu got up early in the morning, washed up properly, dressed in plain clothes specially prepared, wearing Confucian scarves, was full of energy and radiant. He looked like a young man who was successful, and he came to the imperial city gate with a few soldiers. The soldiers immediately came forward to interrogate. Jia Xu all answered, and the soldiers asked them to wait for the imperial edict outside the city gate.

Jia Xu didn't expect that this was a whole morning. He waited from the sun before the mountain until midday noon. Fortunately, Luoyang was already in the autumn in September, and Jia Xu stood there and looked at the endless palaces and pavilions without feeling lonely. Just when Jia Xu thought the emperor had forgotten him, a sharp duck-like sound came from a distance, "It's said that Jia Xu came to the palace to see you!" The voice was sharp and bright, and it was heard from afar.

Jia Xu took two steps at a time, stepped on the 36th level of white marble platform, without looking sideways, knelt three times and kowtowed into Wende Hall, shouting, "Long live the grass-roots Jia Xu, long live my emperor!" After that, he bowed motionlessly to the ground.

When Jia Xu first met the saint, he felt an invisible pressure. Jia Xu could sometimes feel this pressure from Huangfu Jian, but it was far less intense than this time.

"Is the person who kneeling down Jia Xu?" Emperor Ling of Han Liu Hong didn't even look at Jia Xu, and asked with a pair of tiny eyes open and closed.

"It's the grass-roots." Jia Xu felt his throat hoarse and his chest was extremely tight. His heart seemed to jump out, and his words were not as smooth as before.

"Get up and talk." Emperor Ling of Han Liu Hong said lazily and weakly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jia Xu shivered for a while and finally stood up.

"I heard that you want to see me, what's the matter?" asked Emperor Ling of Han.

"Report to Your Majesty, the Caomin, on the order of my young master, presented his Majesty with a hundred urns of the world's best wine, "The Gods Drunken" to Your Majesty." After the initial nervousness, Jia Xu adjusted his breathing slightly and relaxed a lot.

Jia Xu took advantage of his speaking opportunity to secretly look at the high-ranking Emperor Ling of Han. He saw that Emperor Ling of Han was wearing a heavenly crown and a mysterious robe. He was in his twenties. His face was a little pale because of excessive indulgence, thin eyebrows, and a few yellow beards floating on his chin, and his face was expressionless.

Just when Jia Xu was still trying to take a closer look, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure. Emperor Ling of Han seemed to merge with the magnificent hall, tall and empty, like a god, towering high in the middle of the hall. Jia Xu was shocked and quickly lowered his eyes and did not dare to look again.

"Is this the mighty monarch?" In an instant, Jia Xu was already sweating all over, and the new clothes he had just changed were tightly stuck to his body, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Who is your young master? Why do you want to offer wine to me?" Emperor Ling of Han did not notice Jia Xu's abnormality, but asked curiously.

"Report to Your Majesty, the young master of Caomin is the grandson of Huangfugui, the former general of Liao, and his single name is Jian. The old general Huangfugui passed away last year. My young master was mourning for a year and just finished his mourning period. Not long ago, he brewed such fine wine as "Shenxian Zui" according to the ancient method. The old general taught my young master to be always orderly. My young master was the most filial person and dared not enjoy it alone, so he thought of presenting such fine wine to His Majesty to taste." Jia Xu calmed down and calmed down and replied slowly.

"The General Du Liao passed away? Why haven't I heard anyone talk about it?" Emperor Ling of Han also looked moved and asked in surprise when he heard that General Du Liao Huangfu Gui died.

"When the old general left, he specifically ordered everyone not to speak out. The general did not want to disturb others after swearing, so he quietly mourned him." Jia Xu said the old general's instructions when he died.

"The old general left like this, I regret it very much. What words do you have to bring to me?" Although Emperor Ling of Han was foolish, he was not confused. He could still distinguish who is good and who is bad, who is loyal and who is traitorous. However, because he did not have the determination to change the reality and had no ability to change the status quo, the Han Dynasty was so declining and out of control.

Emperor Ling of Han knew that Huangfu Gui's loyalty to the emperor and his unsuccessful ambitions were clear about Huangfu Gui's death, so he felt a little guilty about Huangfu Gui's death, and his tone became much calmer when he spoke, not as stiff as before.

"My young master said that he also knew an ancient method. Using grapes can produce a kind of fine wine, "daughter red", which tastes three points better than "Shenxian Drunken". The most important thing is that if you drink it all year round, it will have the effect of prolonging life." When it comes to the key points, Jia Xu is not vague at all.

"There is such a magical wine in the world?" Emperor Ling of Han said strangely.

"The grass people dare not deceive the emperor. There is indeed such wine, but it is difficult to brew, so my young master failed to brew it." Jia Xu said timidly.

"Say! How can I make this wine? As long as I can do it, I agree to him." Emperor Ling of Han heard this, his small eyes opened all over the garden, with a green light, and his expression was excited. He looked directly at Jia Xu and shouted regardless of his image.

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