Huishan is also known as Yaozhao Mountain. The ancient book "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" records in the Xiongshan Chronicle that there are many laurel trees in Yaozhao Mountain. However, after the Xuanyuan family occupied this blessed land of cave heaven, they enjoyed exclusive blessings for hundreds of years. Maybe the blessing did not last long and was due to good luck.

Gradually decreasing, even the old osmanthus trees are dying one by one. Last year, even the 2,000-year-old osmanthus tree that lived longer than the 1,600-year-old Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain was only the last one named Tang Gui.

All the trees have withered, so this angelica cinnamon wine, except for the few jars of wine made from the cinnamon seeds picked last year, has finally become extinct.

Everyone in Huishan knows that Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the eldest son of the family, is a ridiculous person who likes to drink angelica wine with books from sages. The older generation even remembers that every year on Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s birthday, this man once dreamed of going down the mountain to get fame and refused to practice martial arts.

Scholars would take their young daughters to Tang Gui's place to have their heights carved. However, after the age of fifteen, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, a precocious and worldly person, regarded this matter as a shame and did not want to do it anymore. He and his father became further and further apart.

In recent years, only Huang Fangfo, one of the few guests who could talk to the scholar, had the pleasure of drinking a pot of golden amber osmanthus bitters. Xuanyuan Jingcheng liked to taste the bitter taste when drinking, and he lived up to the weirdo's reputation.

impression.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng brews three jars of angelica wine every year. Two jars are sent to the courtyard, and he only has one jar left.

So he always doesn't have enough wine, but here he never drinks it. He allows two jars of wine to sit idle every year. Year after year, the more jars of wine, the more mellow the aroma of the wine, and the thicker the dust.

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Chi Lianxia let Xuanyuan Jingcheng pile them up, and never opened and tasted them once. As long as they were gifts from Xuanyuan Jingcheng, she never used them, so there was a thick layer of dust on the wine jar.

I thought it was a piece of earth piled there, but I would never think it was fine wine.

Chi Lianxia didn't say anything to stop Xu Zongjia, she just watched the man who suddenly appeared with cold eyes, not curious about the other person's identity or the other person's purpose, she just looked on coldly.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the man in front of her who was wearing a linen shirt, but had a strong scholarly temperament. In a daze, she even felt that the man in front of her was somewhat similar to her father. If it were before, Xuanyuan Qingfeng would never think that there was anything wrong with such a person.

But now she feels in awe of this kind of scholar. This is why Xuanyuan Jingcheng has endured for twenty years and once he emerged as a master, it brought about a huge change in her impression.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the scholar in front of him curiously, and walked step by step towards the pile of neglected osmanthus wine, his bright eyes filled with confusion.

Xu Zongjia stood still in front of the Angelica wine, looked at the thick dust, and sighed regretfully. This sigh was like a cold wind, blowing into the hearts of Chi Lianxia and Xuanyuan Qingfeng, a feeling mixed with regret and regret.

The complex emotions lingered in their hearts for a long time, causing them to look at the scholar not far away in shock.

Xu Zongjia gently flapped his palms, and the dust on the wine jar gathered into a ball. He threw it casually and followed the damaged courtyard wall to the outside of the courtyard.

Xu Zongjia lifted up a jar of osmanthus wine and opened the mud seal at the mouth of the jar. A strong aroma of wine mixed with bitterness floated over. Xu Zongjia's nose twitched slightly. Xu Zongjia raised the jar of wine and raised his head to drink. It was golden, transparent and mixed with a hint of green.

The green-colored wine seemed to be sucked by a dragon, and all of it entered the slightly opened mouth at an extremely fast speed. Within a moment, not a single drop of wine fell from the wine jar.

Xu Zongjia wiped the drink residue from the corner of his mouth with his wide sleeves. His movements were rough and bold, not like a scholar at all. He turned to look at the cold and charming woman and said in a cold voice.

"Guizi wine, angelica wine, the wine tastes bitter at first and then sweet, with a long aftertaste. It is indeed a good wine. What is even more rare is that the wine contains a trace of the most sincere expectation of the brewer! It is a pity that such a beautiful wine has been in the dust for decades.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng’s hard work has been wasted, sincerely!”

Xu Zongjia finished the jar of osmanthus wine and disappeared into the courtyard without stopping at all.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't know what he thought of. He quickly came to the wine jar, opened the jar of osmanthus wine again, and took a sip. His mouth was full of bitterness and it was difficult to swallow. I don't know how long it had been, but there was a hint of sweetness rising in his heart.

It rises and cannot be dissipated for a long time, with a long aftertaste.

Gu Liang

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked down at the angelica wine that he had hated in the past, with a complicated look on his face. He glanced up at Chi Lianxia, ​​stepped forward, and ran towards the direction of Guniujiang Daxueping, with a hint of worry and worry in his eyes.

Hate.

Chi Lianxia stood there for a long time, came to her senses, and entered the room. For some reason, she could not forget Xu Zongjia's unexplained words and her daughter's last complicated look, which caused Xu Zongjia's hand-made product to be accidentally removed.

He took out a set of wine utensils, left the room again, filled a glass of osmanthus wine, returned to the room, and placed it on the round table.

Chi Lianxia looked at the golden wine in the wine glass infatuatedly. If you didn't look carefully, it would be easy to ignore the green color. It was like Xuanyuan Jingcheng's sincerity, obscure and stubborn.

Chi Lianxia's mood was so complicated for the first time since her sweetheart died of illness. She was reluctant to pick up the wine glass on the table, and then she was reluctant to drink the bitter wine. She didn't know what she was afraid of, or what she was afraid of.

What are you resisting?

Chi Lianxia was in a daze, her previous aloofness was completely replaced by being at a loss. She held the wine glass with her green and jade fingers, as if she was carrying a huge weight.

Chi Lianxia finally gritted her teeth, opened her lips, and swallowed the golden wine in the cup. A bitter taste filled her mouth, making her frown slightly.

Chi Lianxia seemed to have solved a major problem. She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with a trace of sarcasm on her lips. This wine was not unusual, but it was a little bitterer and weirder than ordinary wine.

, there is no other difference.

Although Chi Lianxia was sarcastic, she felt empty and disappointed for some reason. She seemed to have failed expectations that she was not even aware of.

Chi Lianxia felt happy and sad at the same time, playing with the set of sapphire porcelain wine glasses made by Xuanyuan Jingcheng himself with her slender jade fingers. She began to hate herself for no reason, and reached out to slam the wine glasses away.

After a while, she still got up and picked up the sapphire porcelain wine glass that had fallen to the ground. Fortunately, the ground was covered with a layer of wool carpet that was comparable to gold, so it didn't break in the fall.

Chi Lianxia raised her wine glass and looked up, only to find that there were two lines of small words engraved on the bottom of the glass. The writing was clear and clear.

“It’s okay if life is miserable, and it’s good if a good person returns home.”

The bitter taste of the wine in your mouth just disappeared, leaving only a hint of sweetness with a long aftertaste.

Chi Lian Xia Qing's tears fell down from the corners of her eyes, and she dropped her wine glass. Unfortunately, it broke this time.

Chi Lianxia ran out of the room as if she was crazy, and ran with all her strength to the Guniujiang Daxueping. Even though her heart and lungs were on fire, and she was breathing heavily and hard, she still didn't dare to stop. She ran towards there desperately, with her hands and fingers dying.
Chapter completed!