If Ming Lan almost thought he was going wrong, what was making flower wines brewing!
As soon as she looked up, she saw a scholar wearing a fine white cotton robe with a pen -handed pen, holding a bottle in her right hand, and pouring ink on the wall, humming light-
"Bell and drums are not expensive, I wish you all drunk and unwilling to wake up ..."
If Ming Lan watched the crazy grass font of the wall dragon flying phoenix dance, he narrowed his eyes and confessed ——
"Jun doesn't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up, running to the sea and not returning? Jun is not seen, Gao Tangming's mirror is sad and white, like a green silk and twilight ..."
"Life must be happy, don't make Jin Bunkong facing the moon ... Li Tai Bai's" Will into Wine "?"
Hearing that there was movement behind him, Bai Yi Shu turned his face, the white and delicate eyes were bright red, and he said with a smile: "Ah, it's the little lady back ..."
He walked over, and suddenly made a long time at Minglan--
"Little lady is good ..."
Ming Lan Ruo grabbed his arm, supported him, and sighed: "What did you do, read a book, look at it, look at drinking?"
This person can still write with his left hand, and yes, he can use a sword with both hands.
The hidden scholars' square towels were crooked, and there were a few fine -grained black hair scattered, and they said lazily: "Because ... I hope I want to wake up drunk, and the sages of ancient times are lonely.
..... "..."
Minglan has no expression: "Hmm ...... Back a good back, don't carry it next time."
"Why ... Li Tai Bai said something wrong ... Huling will change the wine, selling all ages with Er ... A glass of wine is destroyed for a few inch ......
"
He crooked his head, narrowed his slender eyes, and said with a smile.
Ming Lan Ruo finally knew where the strong rose fragrance came from--
In the box is the high -ranking girls in the palace, which are usually contained in their mouths, which are used to produce the incense of the body -rose mint balls.
This thing was specifically refined by Tai Hospital, and it was rare. A few boxes were almost empty!
"Really ... not smelly, the niche is very fragrant!" The scholar raised his brow and repeated it seriously.
If Ming Lan was too lazy to ignore the sober mouth in front of him, but the guy who was clearly soberly asked: "Who should be worthy of the head of the master today, what's going on?"
The air was quiet, and a stuffy voice came out of the window--
"Back to the concubine mother, when I was drinking this day, I felt that there was a taste of wine in my mouth, a bite of wine, and a rose mint ball, my subordinates couldn't persuade it."
The master of the master usually has some small cleanliness and hates the smell the most. In addition, it is necessary to maintain a sober head to deal with the duty.
So he usually doesn't drink much, a drink at most, and rinse his mouth. This time, he simply eats rose mint balls.
If Ming Lan knew that the other party only answered a part of the question, and did not answer why the scholar would suddenly drink.
But she doesn't matter, because this is the basic literacy of the dead, she is not the master of the 28th star.
The other party was willing to answer her, it was already very good.
If Ming Lan looked at those empty boxes, the corner of his eyes was drawn: "Due to smell, you still have to drink, there are more than 20 boxes of rose mint balls."
Even if it is sugar, I ate nearly a hundred sugar at once ... No, there will be problems with sugar sparkling wine!
Moreover, rose mint balls are not sugar, this thing is medicinal!
The Seven Sages of Bamboo Forests in Wei and Jinfeng are used for Wu Shi San. His uncle is a drug ...
"Not smelly!" The scholar bite her lips, her eyes were blurry, and they asked unhappy and bored. "Why don't the little lady believe me?
Speaking, he stepped forward, kicked the stool, and suddenly fell to Ming Lanruo.
If Ming Lan's eyes were fast, holding his waist, turned around, and twisted his waist to hold him on the couch on one side.
Fortunately, there is a book on the side of this couch, with a soft pillow in the middle without falling pain.
Hidden scholarly supported his body with his backhand, and he didn't call himself to smash her, but he raised his sleeve and covered his mouth with a bleak -"uh ..."
If Minglan smells a strong rose and wine fragrance, the head is as big as fighting: "Are you stupid, eat so many balls, there will be sequelae!" This chapter has been completed!