Chapter Seventy-Nine: Drinking

It can be said that Xia Qing has never done such a thing as reading a book since she left home. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Her mother and father were culture-conscious people.

From a young age, they read those books that they thought were important, and it was needless to say that they had to do their homework every day. Earlier, her father also hired a master for her to teach her how to behave in the world.

But those things were only until my mother got sick.

Xia Qing stroked the ancient books in his hand, they did seem to have a lot of years.

The old skin has cracked, the paper inside has long since turned yellow and cracked, and the words printed on it have become a little blurry, and it needs to be carefully recognized to see the contents.

If you turn it lightly, it will make a "rustling" sound.

It was late at night, but the pages of the book in Xia Qing's hand were not turned down.

On the first page of the book, it is written, "If you want to read this book, you must be pure and leave no distractions." ā€

She felt that her heart was full of distractions at the moment.

Isn't it really blasphemy to read this book?

Wangcai by the pillar also seemed to have fallen asleep, and let out a low snoring sound.

Xia Qing lay down with his arms on his pillow.

It's been a long night.

Xia Qing wanted to close her eyes, but finally gave up.

The words of the old man are still in my ears. If she had closed her eyes like this today, she would have slept as well as a pig.

She looked up and shook her head vigorously to clear her chaotic head.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells. ā€

A crisp bell rang.

Wangcai, who was asleep, suddenly woke up and roared behind her.

Not only is it roaring, but it is also shrinking into the thatched house.

I look scared.

Xia Qing didn't turn his head.

Because even without turning her head, she could guess who was coming.

Miao Jiang's traditional costumes, a proud figure with a convex front and a backward curve, and a gorgeous face.

Chu Qiao.

"Xia Qing, you're alone. ā€œ

Nod.

On a big night, she shouldn't have been here.

"Old man Hua slept?"

Nod.

Could it be that the old man would accompany her to read these boring ancient books?

"Hey, is the old man serious, take out all these treasures of him for you to see. Chu Qiao reached out and picked up one of the books and flipped it up. "These books have a history of hundreds of years, and they have always been priceless things, and people outside can't buy them if they want to, but I didn't expect that the old man Hua has so many ...... in his hands."

After hearing these words, Xia Qing stopped nodding.

It turns out that these ancient books are so precious? This old man really dares to take them out. What if she swept away the ancient books and ran away.

"Sister.... Nun.... Grandmother..... Why are you here so late? ā€

In fact, Xia Qing really didn't know what to call the beautiful woman in front of her.

"I said that I and the old man Hua are a seniority problem, you don't have to follow him to change the seniority........ Just call me sister. ā€œ

Chu Qiao casually found a stone bench and sat down, and put down the ancient books in his hand. took Xia Qing's hand again and smiled brightly.

"Sister...... Sister, what's going on?"

This Chu Qiao is the same as Qu Ziyan's demon, and his laughter is more infiltrating than not laughing.

Xia Qing, who can be said to be a conditioned reflex, is very afraid of such a person.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope.

"Do you drink?"

Chu Qiao looked at Xia Qing with a sigh.

"No..... No, I'm going to finish the old man's explanation. ā€

Saying that, Xia Qing withdrew his hand, took a random ancient book from the wooden table, and opened it to look at it.

"Come on, I can see you lying on the table clearly. ā€

Chu Qiao smiled even more happily, and took away the ancient book in front of Xia Qing's eyes.

"It's okay if you don't drink it, I'll drink it, you talk to me. ā€

"Sister, you came here at night just to ..... Want me to drink with you?"

Chu Qiao snapped his fingers, and two masked women suddenly appeared, holding a jar of wine in their hands.

"Leave it alone, you can go and stay outside. ā€

She took the wine from the woman in black very casually.

The two women heard Chu Qiao's instructions, made a respectful gesture, and disappeared.

"Isn't it okay? Originally, the old man Hua drank with me, but I don't want to pay attention to him these days. So here you go. ā€

Chu Qiao took out a knife from his arms very arrogantly and opened the seal of the wine jar carefully.

A burst of rich wine aroma instantly filled the entire courtyard.

"Old man Hua, this wine is brewed well, hum, it's so deep, it's not that I dug it up. ā€

Chu Qiao put the wine jar to his mouth and drank it.

"Sister, it's not good to be like this, this is the wine made by the old man, you drank it directly......"

Xia Qing looked at Chu Qiao's greedy look and didn't say any more.

This old man Hua seems to be very fond of Chu Qiao, not to mention that she is the holy daughter of Miaojiang, and the old man Hua can't do anything to her.

"Huh. It's delicious! This vintage wine is just not ordinary. ā€

Chu Qiao put the wine jar on the ground and wiped his mouth.

Wangcai shrank up and looked at Chu Qiao there, and he didn't roar anymore, his green eyes were full of fear.

"Xia Qing, do you really want to be this old man's disciple?"

Chu Qiao seemed to be a little drunk, and two red clouds floated on his face.

"That's how it should ......."

"Hahahahaha, you're so stupid. ā€

Without waiting for Xia Qing to finish speaking, Chu Qiao burst out laughing.

"Shh

Xia Qing hurriedly covered her mouth. Now, if you wake up the old man and see such a scene, it won't be the end.

"That old man is terrible, he doesn't give you meat to eat every day, he doesn't give you wine to drink, and he makes you read a lot of ancient books that you can't read. Forget it, when he taught you medicine, it was called terrible......."

"Sister, you should be drunk. I'll help you get your people in. ā€œ

Xia Qing swept the wine jar on the ground.

Good fellow, there's only half an altar left.

"Don't worry, this little wine won't get me drunk. ā€

Chu Qiao straightened his waist and looked at Xia Qing with one hand on his cheek, "Xia Qing, come with me to Miaojiang." There are a lot of handsome men and women, and there are a lot of delicacies, and our people there are very good, never playing tricks, they are all very simple. ā€

When she talked about Miao Jiang, her eyes were soft.

"You know, I really, really need the old man to go back with me, without him, I probably wouldn't be able to hold this position......"

Chu Qiao suddenly turned his head and looked at Wangcai who was huddled in the corner and shivering.

"And you, too! You are also as virtuous as your master, and you are as strong as anything. ā€

Her jade white fingers pointed in the direction of Wangcai, and when Wangcai heard her words, he buried his head in his front paws in fear.

If I'm not mistaken, Wangcai are a wolf.......

Xia Qing twitched the corner of her mouth, where did this prosperous wealth and domineering when she bullied her.

"Xia Qing, I didn't say it, really, think about it. If you leave, the old man will go with me, he is the most moral and his apprentice has been taken away, and he will definitely come to save you as soon as possible. ā€

Chu Qiao turned his head and looked at Xia Qing sincerely, pouting how pitiful and pitiful he was.

Such a Chu Qiao, she is really hard to refuse.

"I ......"

"I said Aunt Chu Qiao, visiting at night, just to pretend to be drunk and kidnap my apprentice?