"Let me do it." Zhang Shixun saw that she was struggling, so he took the cork out and asked, "Did your cousin bring this to you?"

"Yes." Ding Dusai poured him some wine and said, "Your cousin is really rich. He even uses such an expensive glass bottle to store wine."

Zhang Shixun nodded repeatedly, "Let's bring a few bottles back to your father when we go back."

"This glass bottle is a treasure, it's so valuable."

"Just take it when I tell you to, and sell the bottle as soon as you're done. Glass may be valuable now, but it will lose its value after a while."

"Why?"

"Wang Dong built a kiln to make glass, and then he took it to the city to sell. In time, this stuff will be everywhere on the streets."

"Okay, I'll take a few bottles with me when I leave." Ding Dusai sat down next to him. "My lord is so kind. My father treated you so well, and you still think about him all the time."

Feng Yinu covered her mouth and laughed, "Saisai, you're silly. He's trying to curry favor with your father, but he has other intentions."

Ding Dusai's pretty face turned red and she stopped talking.

"Haha! Let's not talk about that. I only care about wine now." Zhang Shixun picked up the wine glass and said, "You two, let's drink."

The three of them were in high spirits. They sat in the living room with the door wide open, drinking and looking at the snow scene outside.

The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier, with large flakes of snow drifting down, and the courtyard was covered with a thick layer of snow.

Feng Yinu asked: "Master Zhang, you are proficient in playing all kinds of musical instruments and singing. Who did you learn from?"

"I learned it from my parents." Zhang Shixun swallowed a bun, this was his fourth one.

"So it's a family heirloom, no wonder."

"Actually, I'm a bit of a jack of all trades, but I'm not an expert at anything. I've bitten off more than I can chew."

Ding Dusai curled his lips and said, "Sir, please stop talking like that. If you are not good at everything, then aren't we any worse off?"

"How can I compare with you? You are good at singing and dancing, and are famous in Beijing..." As he was speaking, he heard the sound of knocking on the door in the distance.

"Brother, open the door!"

Zhang Shixun sighed when he heard the voice, "What an unwelcome guest! He won't let me have peace and quiet during the New Year."

Ding Dusai asked, "Who is it?"

"Who else could it be? Gao Yanei." Zhang Shixun stood up and went to open the door very reluctantly.

Gao Yanei was standing outside the door, looking at him with a playful grin, with two followers following behind him... Gao Wu and Gao Liu.

Zhang Shixun asked with a stern face, "Yanei, why are you running here instead of staying home to celebrate the New Year?"

"Happy New Year to you."

Gao Yanei said as he was about to go inside, but was stopped by Zhang Shixun, "You have already paid New Year's greetings, go back."

Gao Yanei glared and said, "Brother, are you kidding? I came all the way here to wish you a happy new year, and you won't even let me in?"

"It's getting dark. If you leave any later, it will be dark. If you leave then, the road will be slippery and you may not be able to get home." Zhang Shixun said as he reached out to close the door.

"Don't!" Gao Yanei said hurriedly, holding the door on his shoulder. "I've searched almost all of the capital looking for you. First, I went to your house, then the military camp, and then to Madam Li and Madam Ding's homes. I'm exhausted."

Zhang Shixun asked, "Why are you looking for me so urgently?"

"Nothing, I just miss my brother."

"Get out!" Zhang Shixun kicked him out, slammed the door shut, and turned back to the living room.

Ding Dusai asked, "Sir, he braved the wind and snow to come and wish you a happy new year. Why did you shut him out?"

Zhang Shixun grabbed a bun and took a big bite. "I'm not his father, and he's here to wish me a happy new year? Humph! He's like a weasel wishing a new year to a chicken. He has no good intentions."

Feng Yinu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, his father is General Gao, aren't you afraid?"

"Let alone General Gao, I'm not afraid of him even if he's the emperor."

"It seems that the neighborhood rumors are true."

"What rumors?"

"Heavenly Master." Feng Yunu looked at him with admiration. "The Heavenly Master has great magical powers."

"Do you believe it?"

"Yes!" the two girls answered at the same time.

There is no way to explain it, and it cannot be explained.

Gao Yanei was outside jumping up and down and cursing, kicking the door so hard that it made a loud bang, making it impossible for anyone to have a quiet time.