Even if there are all kinds of melancholy and worries, as long as you lift the wine jar and pour it into the bowl in front of you, pick up the wine bowl and pour it into your mouth, all the worries and worries will follow immediately.
The wine poured into my stomach and intestines. Then when I untied my belt, all of it turned into a puddle of urine and fell into the toilet.
"Hahaha, no wonder the ancients often said, 'If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow.'" Fang Yiai pointed at the wine bowl and said cheerfully with a grin.
Fang Yiai opened her eyes, which were already half drunk, and looked at the wine bowl in front of her in confusion as she drank some wine. Under the influence of the alcohol, her whole face had turned into a blooming red plum blossom, which was called
A gorgeous red one!
But anyone who saw his frowning brows even though he was drunk, as well as the sadness and depression lingering all over his body, could not help but ask in his heart, "What's wrong with this child?"
"Master, I beg you! Don't drink any more! This is already the ninth pot!"
Fuasaki, who was full of worry, wrinkled his little face and said in a crying voice. He rubbed his hands again and walked to Fang Yiai's left side; one moment he twisted his sleeves and walked to Fang Yiai's right side; the next moment, Qiu Da suffered deeply.
He stared hard at the jug, hoping that his eyes would scare the jug away; for a while, he looked at Fang Yiai pleadingly, hoping that his young master would be able to free himself from the sea of misery and put down the wine bowl in his hand. He would still do so from time to time.
He looked towards the stairs, hoping that the second young master, the eldest grandson, would feel it soon.
I want to reach out and grab the wine bowl from the young master's hand, but the young master's look will make me subconsciously let go. I want to raise my hand to take away the wine bottle on the table, but my hand has not touched the wine yet.
The pot and the chopsticks in the young master's hand have already fallen into his little hands.
Looking at his hands that were red but not painful at all, and then at the two untouched dishes on the wine table, Fusaki couldn't help but wonder if the chopsticks his young master wanted to bring were the same.
Prepared for knocking your own hands? Not for eating food?
The thought of the blood-like sunset hanging slanting, under the defeated red clouds all over the sky, at the dilapidated gate of the dilapidated courtyard, after my young master sent away the middle-aged man with green bean eyes, made me stunned.
Standing under the light of the setting sun, watching the man's back disappear with an expressionless face.
After a long time, my young master came back to his senses, and then his body swayed, as if he had lost all his strength, and he almost fell down on the stone steps full of weeds!
Fortunately, I had always felt that something was wrong with my young master, so I quickly supported the young master, thinking that my young master would say something. But in the end, my young master supported me and stood up three times before he could stand still, and then sighed quietly.
, feebly spit out two words - let's go.
When he came to his senses, he saw his young master walking forward with heavy steps, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.
No matter how much he teased him along the way, his young master remained expressionless and said nothing.
Seeing his young master walk straight into the Zuiran Building of the eldest grandson's family, Fang Qi thought that his young master was looking for the second eldest grandson. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard his young master directly and neatly order on the cabinet, "Xifeng Lie has a pot,
Two dishes of side dishes, upstairs." After saying that, he walked upstairs.
After greeting Mr. Hu from Zuiranlou with a wry smile, Fuasaki hurriedly followed his young master, fully expecting that the young master, who had never drank before, would go home with him after being choked by the hot Xifenglie.
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I had thought that the young master was born with a good capacity for drinking. Well, even after two drinks, his face was already flushed.
Watching his young master drink two bottles of wine, he felt that the wine cup was not satisfying, so he actually asked the waiter to change it to a larger bowl! Fuasaki, who couldn't persuade him and was beaten, could only look at the man who gave it to his young master with dissatisfaction.
The waiter glanced at the bowl.
Looking at a jug of wine, two bowls were finished. The young master, who looked unhappy, actually asked someone to serve the wine jar! Fusaki was so frightened that he quickly stopped him and asked the waiter to continue serving the wine jar. Fortunately, there was wine to drink.
The young master did not dwell on the matter, which made Fuasaki beside him breath a sigh of relief.
Seeing Fang Yiai downing the fifth pot of wine and ordering the sixth pot, Fang Qi felt that the matter was a bit serious and hurriedly went to shopkeeper Hu and asked him to send someone to ask the second young master Changsun to come to rescue him.
First, keep an eye on your young master.
Seeing his young master pouring bowls of wine into his stomach without touching the food on the table, Fusaki kept looking anxiously towards the stairs, thinking, why is the second young master, his eldest grandson, so slow? Even now, he is still
not here!
This girl was in a hurry to patronize, and she didn't even think about it. It would take three or four sticks of incense to go back and forth from Zuiran Tower to Changsun Mansion without any obstruction, not to mention that it was just in time for the Chang'an Night Market.
Fuasaki who was standing was anxious and worried, but Fang Yiai who was sitting and drinking was getting more and more depressed as he drank.
Even though he had drank about eighty or ninety glasses of wine, Fang Yiai also knew that he should be drunk now and smelled of alcohol. Alas, no matter what, this little guy was getting more and more sober the more he drank! There was no trace of him lying down at all.
Signs of next!
This made Fang Yiai, who was planning to use wine to relieve his sorrows, very dissatisfied. She sighed, "I use wine to relieve my sorrows, and my sorrows are even worse." Fang Yiai was completely hooked on wine.
You know, Xifeng Lie had his own distillation process and brewed a pure grain liquor of about 53 degrees!
Looking back on my past life, I was a person who drank as soon as I touched alcohol, whether it was beer, liquor, wine, or fruit wine. Even alcoholic drinks could make me fall asleep for most of the day if I drank too much.
It's great now. I drank more than five kilograms of wine, but I'm still not drunk!
Just when Fang Yiai was drinking heavily and was about to test her drinking capacity, she accidentally caught sight of two people coming down the stairs on the third floor. One of them turned out to be Yu Le, the man in black whom an aide from the Wei Palace had followed that day! Next to him, he saw two people coming down the stairs from the third floor.
The man in question is about forty years old, has a kind face and kind eyes, is of medium build, and is wearing a military uniform.
Because there were so many people, the two of them didn't notice Fang Yiai who was drinking. They talked to each other and hurried downstairs.
It wasn't until the two figures disappeared completely that Fang Yiai breathed a sigh of relief for no reason. She felt a chill on her body, and then she realized that she was actually breaking out in a cold sweat!
For some reason, Fang Yiai always felt that she had seen that middle-aged man in his forties somewhere. When he saw that man, he felt cold in his heart and trembled all over. He felt that there was a heart-wrenching fear hidden in that man's kind eyes.
The cold light is like a poisonous snake!
Holding the wine bowl with a dazed frown, Fang Yiai tried hard to search his memory. When he felt that he was about to find it, he suddenly felt a splitting headache for no reason, as if if he continued to think about it, his head would explode.
generally.
Fuasaki, who had just anxiously gone to the door of the restaurant to see if his eldest grandson, the second young master, was here, went upstairs and saw that his young master looked like he had just been fished out of the water. He was soaked all over, his hands were pulling his hair in pain, and he was full of tears.
He was lying on the table with a sad face, and the wine bowl beside him was also tilted on the table, and the wine was dripping down the edge of the table.
"Master?!" Fang Qi hurriedly ran over, took out a handkerchief from his arms, held Fang Yiai's shoulders, and quickly wiped the cold sweat on his head, and his two red eyes.
Already filled with fog.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before Changsun Huan arrived, accompanied by Du He, Cheng Hualiang, and Qin Huaiyu. The four of them were sweating profusely.
"What's going on?! What happened?!"
Seeing Fang Yiai's painful look and soaked clothes, the four of them spoke in unison and questioned Fang Qi sternly.
My legs were shaking, so the young master came here with his little one, woo woo, the rest, the young masters saw it. Boo hoo..." Finally I saw someone who could comfort my young master.
, Fuasaki couldn't help crying anymore, and while crying, he told the story to the four people. At the same time, he had not forgotten his young master's instructions to him when he went out, "No matter what you see or hear, don't say anything."
The words should be taught as "nine percent true and one percent false" or "half told and half left".
"Where is the letter?" Changsun Huan stepped forward and grabbed Fousaki's collar and asked sharply.
"Let my young master ball it up into a ball and throw it into the oven of a biscuit shop on the street and burn it." Fuasaki said, wiping away his tears and snot.
Cheng Yaojin and Du He, who were supporting the dead Fang Yiai, looked at each other and thought to themselves, it really looked like something this kid Fang Yiai had done.
Looking at Fang Yiai who was unhappy and smelling of alcohol and kept giggling "hehe" drunkenly, Qin Huaiyu, who was fixing Fang Yiai's hair and clothes, couldn't help but said worriedly, "Okay, now is not the time to interrogate Fang Qi.
We have to get this kid back as soon as possible, because the Fang family is going crazy looking for him. Send him back as soon as possible to save Aunt Fang from worrying."
"Don't move!" Du He, who was holding Fang Yiai's arm, said with some difficulty because Fang Yiai was moving around.
"We have to find a way to calm this kid down, otherwise the four of us will have to make him lie down before we get downstairs." Changsun Huan frowned and said. After all, the four of them came in a hurry and were riding alone.
No one was brought with him.
"This is not easy." As he said this, Cheng Huailiang used his palm as a knife and struck Fang Yiai on the back of his neck, knocking Fang Yiai unconscious in one fell swoop.
Then he hurriedly ordered the stunned people, "Hurry, Fusaki, ask the shopkeeper to help find a carriage! Huaiyu, please change with Xiaohe, and we will hold him! Huanhuan and Xiaohe, you two go in front of each other.
Just protect me from behind!"
Several people immediately changed their body shapes.
"Are you ready? Let's go!"
Following Cheng Huailiang's shout, Cheng Huailiang and Qin Huaiyu picked up Fang Yiai, who had fainted. Under the protection of Changsun Huan and Du He, they went downstairs, got into the carriage prepared by shopkeeper Hu, and hurriedly went to
The housekeeper rushed over.
Before they even got close, they saw Mrs. Fang, who had already received the letter, Fang Yizhi, Qing Niang, Lu Yi and Housekeeper Fang, all waiting anxiously in front of the door of Fang's house where the lanterns were lit.
(Thanks to Xiao Kuailong and classmate He Yongcheng for the reward! Bow and thank you for your support!)