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Chapter 498 Take the long sword as the monument and the frost and snow as the mound

Amidst people's blessings and the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums, Wang Fugui stepped into the Qi Mansion.

"Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince."

"The marriage between the prince and his son is truly a wonderful story."

"The prince, the talented man, and the beautiful woman will definitely go down in history today."

Amidst the congratulations from everyone, Wang Fugui walked straight forward.

He first went to the lobby and visited Qi's parents.

The parents of the Qi family were very satisfied when they saw Wang Fugui's impressive appearance.

"My dear son-in-law, I have been waiting for this day for many years. Today is finally here. Come on, my daughter has been waiting for you for a long time."

Huh, wait for this day? Wait for this day to be embarrassed, right? Your daughter is probably already sleeping with that little lover.

He sneered in his heart, but Wang Fugui remained calm on the outside. After saying some compliments, he walked towards the Qi family's boudoir.

Along the way, people kept making noises, and Wang Fugui responded with a smile, looking like a humble young master. Anyone who looked at him felt like they were in the spring breeze. This young master, Dao Dao, was humble and polite. The daughter of the Qi family has found a good husband.

"Uncle, our young lady, I heard that you are a hero in wine in the capital, and you are even called the Master of Wine. I wonder if it is true or not?"

At the door of the boudoir, a little maid raised her pretty face and looked at Wang Fugui provocatively.

Hearing this, Wang Fugui smiled dumbly.

If it were any other test, he would have to weigh it more, but if it was drinking, in the entire capital, he would be ranked second, and no one would dare to be ranked first.

Often everyone at the table would be drunk, and he would still have nothing to do, so he could come back home and have another round of drinks.

"We have daughter's wine here that has been buried since the young lady was born. According to the rules, it should be drunk during your wedding night tonight.

But the young lady didn’t want to, and told me to let my uncle drink at the door, and he wouldn’t open the door until he finished.”

"Hahaha, bring the wine."

Wang Fugui waved his hand, suddenly feeling heroic.

More than ten jars of fine wine were placed at the door. Wang Fugui shuddered when he looked at them, but he still chose to face them with a smile.

Don't be a coward.

For the first jar of wine, Wang Fugui did not hesitate at all, he directly picked up the jar and drank it.

People around him cheered.

The second jar of wine was still the same.

The third altar, the fourth altar...

After drinking five jars of wine in one breath, Wang Fugui felt that his stomach was about to burst. He waved his hands repeatedly, saying that he would drink slowly before drinking.

The people around him were still frantically trying to persuade them to drink. Wang Fugui, who was drunk and was not willing to admit defeat, immediately broke out and picked up another jar of wine to drink with others.

The alcohol came on quickly, and Wang Fugui felt dizzy and his face turned red.

He had already drank eight jars. If he drank slowly, he would be fine if he drank ten jars, but this time he drank too fast.

He was a little drunk.

It is also Nervhong, but this wine is not as good as that of Little Taoist Nun.

etc!

Little Taoist nun!

She is still waiting for me and I will pick her up.

Damn it, I actually drank so much for someone who wasn't even in the house. If I usually drink as much as I want, I can't today.

Being too greedy can lead to bad things. Being too greedy can lead to bad things.

Wang Fugui staggered and pushed people away to enter the house.

"Oh, uncle, I haven't finished drinking yet."

"Go away, keep drinking, are you going to visit me in the bridal chamber on my behalf?"

"Hahaha……"

Wang Fugui pushed open the door and walked into the boudoir with a few steps. He didn't realize that the door behind him was closed.

The room is filled with red, the shadows of candles flicker red, and the beautiful lady is waiting.

On the bed, sat a woman covered with a red hijab, and two maids accompanying her were standing around.

Seeing the person sitting on the bed, Wang Fugui immediately woke up from his sleep.

No, shouldn't she have left already?

Wang Fugui walked over quickly and wanted to lift the red hijab.

"Uncle, you have to pass through the door before you can open it."

"Get away!"

The two maids held Wang Fugui tightly.

"Let him go."

The woman in red dress raised her hijab herself.

It's Qi Huixin.

"Why...why..."

Wang Fugui frowned and looked sharply.

"Do you really think that I am as shameless as you and would have a private meeting with someone while we are engaged?"

Qi Huixin stood up, picked up the tea bowl, and took a sip.

"You... lied to me, why did you lie to me? You promised."

"It's ridiculous that you would actually believe the words of a stranger."

Qi Huixin's eyes were filled with mockery and pity,

"You are so obsessed with that witch that you would rather give up on me than run away with her. If I force you to stay, it will only be counterproductive.

I have no choice, I can only come up with this strategy, first stabilize you, deceive you until today, and deceive you into my house, so that the wedding can be completed smoothly.

You, as a grown-up, don’t make people worry at all.”

"Asshole, if you dare to lie to me, I will never marry you!"

Wang Fugui struggled wildly, wishing to strangle Qi Huixin to death, but the two maids were surprisingly strong and held him down, unable to move.

"The most ridiculous thing about you is that you take yourself too seriously. Do you think you are important?

As long as you finish worshiping today, do you think you will be of any use?

I just want to marry into your family. It doesn’t matter whether I have you or not.

All I want is your father's status as the Minister of Household Affairs, so that my family's business can spread all over the country. I want to build a business empire of my own, so that even the emperor can look at my face.

As for you, haha, what good is a waste? What if you are obedient? I can still save your life.

If you are disobedient, the worst possible outcome will be the news that your eldest son Wang died of alcoholism in the capital in a few days."

"Let me go, let me go, I'm going to find her, let me go, bastard..."

Wang Fugui's mind was no longer clear, and he didn't care about anything at this time. His only thought was to leave here, go to the mountains, find the little Taoist nun, and take her away.

pity……

Bang!

After knocking Wang Fugui unconscious, Qi Huixin picked up a pot of wine and poured it on him.

"Tell the outside world that the groom is too drunk and has passed away."

………

Wang Fugui woke up, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar red hanging colors around him, gritted his teeth, endured his headache, and stood up.

"Master, the young lady has gone to serve tea to the master and his wife."

Ignoring the maid's obstruction, Wang Fugui rushed out, reached the stable, grabbed a horse, and headed straight to the south of the city.

When they arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Wang Fugui went straight to the top of the mountain like crazy and came to the Taoist temple.

There is no one in the Taoist temple.

"Where are you? Come out quickly!!!"

Wang Fugui screamed and staggered on the path in front of the Taoist temple.

He searched everywhere and almost fell to the ground from exhaustion.

But this time, no matter how much he shouted, he never heard the crisp sound of his feet stepping on the bluestone.

Finally, he found a sword stuck in the ground in front of the small bamboo house, next to a patch of snow that had not completely melted.

If that happens, it is better to bury the past in the wind, use the long sword as a monument, and use the frost and snow as a tomb.

He sat slumped at the door, looking at the sky. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, dripping on his chest and on the ground, but they could not melt the snow.

"Come back...where have you been...why are you not even willing to wait for me for one more day..."


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