Empress! I’m going be rich!

Li Shimin instructed Changsun Wuji to escort Du Ruhui home, and then he himself grabbed a jug of wine and ran towards the palace, constantly urging the coachman to go faster.

At this moment, he wanted to share this good news with his wife Guanyin as soon as possible.

The carriage drove straight to the entrance of the queen's palace. Li Shimin was already a bit drunk, and the jolt of the carriage and the breeze blowing in his face made him even more confused.

He didn't care that he was in the palace or whether there were people around him, he stumbled inside while holding the large jug of wine, and when he saw Changsun, the queen who had come to greet him, he hugged her and shouted loudly:

"My Guanyin , my good queen, I'm going to get rich, hahaha, I'm really going to get rich now, hahaha!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a long belch.

Changsun, the empress, helplessly watched her husband become so happy and knew that saying anything at this point would be useless.

She quickly coaxed him like a child and led him inside, while instructing the palace maids and eunuchs who were holding back their laughter to prepare hangover soup and hot towels.

Like Li Shimin, Zhang Nuo, who had also had quite a bit to drink, also felt a bit drunk at this point.

After all, this body had only had an average alcohol tolerance before, and it had only been drinking low-alcohol beverages of around 10 degrees. Drinking such high-proof alcohol in large quantities was really uncomfortable.

After settling everything, Zhang Nuo went to the backyard to sleep.

He slept until it was almost dark and time for dinner when Zhang Xiaomei woke him up. He was still a bit confused when he sat on the bed for a while and finally realized that he had been drunk before.

He washed his face with cold water and then went to the front yard to prepare for dinner, feeling a bit dizzy.

After a busy day, Zhang Nuo finally had some free time.

For dinner, Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang, the two brothers, cooked their own food following Zhang Nuo's instructions from noon.

After trying it all, Zhang Nuo nodded slightly. Although the cooking time and taste were still somewhat lacking, the general idea was already there.

Considering the brothers' current level, if it was their first time serving guests, such dishes would be satisfactory enough.

After all, Zhang Nuo's cooking skills were actually stronger than ordinary home-cooked meals in later generations, but in the present, it was a rare delicacy.

Now, what the two brothers needed to do was to practice the basics diligently, and then it would be a matter of practice makes perfect.

As for what steps they would take in the future, it would depend on whether their minds were active enough and whether they could develop new dishes by analogy.

While eating, Zhang Nuo chatted with everyone about various topics.

It was his habit; he did not have any rules about not talking while eating or sleeping. In his opinion, only eating and chatting together could make it lively and give a taste of home.

At first, Mr. Fang was not used to it, but gradually, he also joined in. It must be said that such an atmosphere really made people relaxed.

Mr. Fang had been running around all day and had just finished cleaning up his room. With Zhang Nuo's persuasion, he had a small drink.

Then, the topic somehow turned to Zhang Nuo's marriage.

Mr. Fang was particularly interested in this topic. In his view, only when the main family was prosperous could the family be passed down continuously, and they as servants could also benefit.

But Zhang Nuo did not have the mood to discuss marriage. In the Tang Dynasty, marrying was even more serious than in later generations.

If one married someone with a poor mind or a bad temper, it could lead to chaos in the whole family or even ruin the entire family.

Therefore, Zhang Nuo clearly stated that he needed to think carefully about marriage and not ruin the small foundation he had just established.

Mr. Fang realized that they could not continue discussing Zhang Nuo's marriage for the time being, so he turned his head and saw Zhang Xiao Mei burying her head and eating unhappily, not even picking up a few bites of food.

It was clear that she had something on her mind.

Thinking about it, Mr. Fang realized that the little girl was probably missing Love.

It made sense; the main family looked like they had ability, were handsome, and had a lot of knowledge in their minds. In the future, they might even be able to hold high positions in the court. The little girl's eyesight was not wrong.

However, the little girl's status meant that she could not become the main wife.

But Mr. Fang, who hoped that Zhang Nuo would marry soon and have children to expand the family, thought that taking a concubine first would also be good if he did not want to marry a main wife.