The time to leave Kunling Villa was very early, and Zhang Bai walked very slowly with a pot of wine. said in his mouth: "A pot of wine for thousands of generations." "The world has always been the world of young people, and Mr. said a poem for thousands of years. The temple is stormy, the rivers and mountains are shaking, the people are suffering, the rivers and lakes are fighting, the literary world is relative, the Spring and Autumn Wars are chaotic, the two armies are clashing, and the dynasties are changing, as if they are all gathered together in the big vat of the world to brew a pot of peerless wine. It is worth savoring by everyone, every sip is a different taste, how can there be such a pot of wine in the world.

Reading is like making wine, and you have to go through thousands of books to find out which book you like best. Being an official is not the process of making wine, and after using countless grains, I understand that kind of wine is the most satisfying. Zhang Bai walked very slowly, as if half a pot of peaks was not intoxicating. Shaking the empty flask, such a pot of wine is enough to swallow a lesson from Mr. But when he looked up, he realized that he had reached the gate of Taiping City, and the sky was dark and he sighed: "Time is really fast, and the road is not far." ”

A pot of peaks is more than a pound, and Zhang Bai has never felt so sober in his life. Carrying the flask to his back and swaggering in, looking at the crowd is illusory. There was a feeling that everyone was awake and drunk, and suddenly the question asked by Mr. turned in his heart, since he wants to be an official, what kind of official should he be. Zhang Bai didn't know that as a courtier, he should be loyal to the monarch, and as a parent official, he would open peace for the world. The difference between the words of virtuous ministers and traitors is a world of difference, and it is just a clear conscience.

Staggered to Jiming Lane, pushed open the courtyard door and looked back in green clothes and smiled, Zhang Bai was obsessed with seeing it at this moment. Covering his eyes as if he hadn't seen it, he spit out a mouthful of wine in a daze and said, "It seems that I really drank too much." ”

I found that the small yard was cleaned and the hearty dinner made the mouth flow. Carrying a wine jug and shaking, it is rare to have a dream in life. Sitting at a table outside the courtyard, the flask swayed with his arms. A dream is hard to find, but I hope that the dream will come true, Zhang Bai breathed heavily. The delicacies in front of her were very real, and the woman in Tsing Yi smiled slightly. Smirked: "I hope the long dream will not wake up, and it will not wake up." ”

When I lifted the flask, I felt a little sorry to find that it was empty. Is there another drop of wine that has become a reality, everything is left behind, and the warmth in front of you can't be found. The little girl in red looked up again and was polite, and seemed to hear in a daze: "Master." ”

Zhang Bai smirked, and the woman in Tsing Yi came over with a pot of warm water. didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Bai, who was drunk and didn't know, poured down the warm water and put it in Zhang Bai's hand. Zhang Bai took a sip of warm water and said in a daze: "It's good." ”

Yulian took the water-soaked hand towel from the red clothes and wiped Zhang Bai's oily face. snatched Zhang Bai's wine jug and said, "Why does Brother Zhang drink so much." ”

The red clothes walked away with a disgusted face, and the most drunk man could not be seen. When I was a child, my father was drunk and liked to beat people the most, and when I arrived in Chunlin Building, there were drunk people everywhere who spoke ugly. If the most annoying thing in the world may not be a hooligan ruffian, it must be the gibberish of a drunken person.

Fortunately, Zhang Gongzi's wine is good, and he didn't beat people like his father. I didn't say anything nonsense, I just laughed stupidly. Yulian gently scrubbed Zhang Bai's face, hoping to be sober, but Zhang Bai didn't seem to wake up. Yulian looked at a table of dishes that were made for nothing. During this time, I have been practicing the song in the red sleeves, and Lu's Restaurant has not been to it for a long time, and I hurriedly took a jar of good wine from the restaurant at the end of the morning and made a table of dishes.

Zhang Bai is about to take the palace test, hoping not to be interfered by foreign affairs. didn't expect to get a hangover at this important juncture, Yulian really didn't know how Zhang Bai, who had always been a good drinker, could get drunk like this today. said: "Hongyi go and boil a pot of porridge to be lighter." ”

As he spoke, he helped Zhang Bai to sit up and asked, "Brother Zhang, why did you drink so much wine today." Yulian felt that it was because of herself, maybe Zhang Bai already knew that she had promised Liu Zhixing to marry when he came back from the border again. There are some consequences in my heart, why did I do that that day, wouldn't it be good to pretend to be confused.

I picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites, but I didn't rush to answer, and ate a lot. Squinting my eyes, I don't know if I am enjoying the dish in front of me, or if I feel at this time. Maybe it's all there, Zhang Bai really doesn't know what he thinks in his heart, it should be empty.

Seeing that Zhang Bai didn't answer, in fact, before I came, I heard from the neighbors that Zhang Gongzi had left the city to visit Mr. Yulian didn't feel that she was lying to herself, but where did Zhang Bai drink so much. Seeing that Zhang Bai put down his chopsticks stupidly, Yulian didn't know what to say.

had to sit aside, Zhang Bai sat fluttering. I rubbed my eyes vigorously to see clearly, but the more I looked at the person in front of me, the more blurry it became. Yulian didn't know how many times she helped her before Hongyi came over with a bowl of white porridge. Helplessly looked at his sister supporting Zhang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi's eyes were gentle.

Yulian stretched out her hand to take the white porridge, picked up the spoon, blew it and said, "Brother Zhang, drink some porridge and press it." ”

Seeing Zhang Bai eating just now, he actually only ate a few bites, and at this time, Zhang Bai was about to open his mouth when he suddenly felt sick to his stomach and turned his head and vomited on the ground. Yulian shouldn't have patted her back, helpless for a while. The wine is good, and the final teacher who drinks too much is uncomfortable.

Putting the porridge on the table, Zhang Bai wiped his mouth with his sleeve without hesitation. Yulian said: "Brother Zhang, you have drunk too much, rest early." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhang Bai did not refute and said: "It's too much drinking, help me back to the room." ”

The drunk person was very heavy, and Yulian helped Zhang Bai into the room with the help of Hongyi and put him on the bed. The night after autumn is not warm, and the two of them come out after covering the quilt. Hongyi said: "Sister Zhang Gongzi, why did he drink so much today, did he really guess something." ”

Yulian has always been obsessed with this matter and has never known how to face it. Sitting at the table, he replied, "I don't know, maybe I met an acquaintance today and drank a few more drinks." ”

The red clothes were already eaten, and Yulian looked at the red clothes helplessly for a while. Sometimes I really envy Hongyi, as if there is no trouble, and I am happy every day. Recently, I've been practicing the piano and thinking less about it, and I've forgotten a lot. looked at the red clothes and said, "It looks like we can't go back today." ”

looked back at his sister and said, "Are you worried about Zhang Gongzi." Yulian nodded slightly.

Zhang Bai's eyes on the bed showed a smile, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved and he hugged the quilt tightly, snoring slightly. It's been a long time since I've slept sweetly, and I don't know what I've dreamed of.

In the early morning of the second day, Yulian cooked a pot of hot soup and put it at the head of the bed, and wrote a few words. Looking at Zhang Bai Yulian, who was sleeping deeply, she felt a little distressed, and she didn't know how long Zhang Bai hadn't slept well. walked out of the courtyard with the red coat, gently closed the courtyard door, and walked out of Jiming Alley together.

Hongyi said: "Zhang Gongzi hasn't woken up yet, so let's leave like this." ”

Yulian glanced back at the alley and said, "Let's go, let Brother Zhang sleep well." Sometimes it's good to get drunk, at least you think less when you're drunk. Hongyi, who barely drinks alcohol, nodded slightly, really wondering if he remembered what happened when he was drunk.

Suddenly asked: "Sister, have you ever been drunk, what should it be like to be drunk?" Is it that if you drink too much, you won't remember anything? ”

Looking at the serious look of the red clothes, Yulian really didn't know how to answer. Since I was a child, I learned to make wine with my father, and I brewed a lot of wine, but I actually drank a lot, but I really didn't like to drink more. It's just that few people know that Yulian doesn't drink badly, but she just doesn't like to drink. Yulian really didn't know how to answer Hongyi's question, because she never seemed to be drunk.

"It seems so, everyone says that borrowing alcohol can kill their sorrows, and it should be."

Hongyi, who didn't understand, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, in the future, when your mind turns around, you will drink some wine, and you won't think about anything." Yulian looked at the serious red clothes, and only after a few years did she understand that there was a sentence of sorrow after borrowing wine to kill her sorrows.

When he woke up, Zhang Bai subconsciously shouted: "Yulian, Yulian ......" for a long time without a response, he kept patting his head and spitting out a mouthful of turbidity and said: "Hey, it seems that I drank too much yesterday." He turned over and got out of bed, and saw a large bowl and a letter on the table.

Seeing that the words written on it are beautiful, it is not good, at least neat and meticulous. It was written: "Brother Zhang has cooked porridge on the table, and after drinking so much wine, drink some porridge in the morning." Don't drink so much alcohol in the future, it's not good for your health. There are two days before the temple test, take care of your body and read more. Inscription: Sister, Yulian. ”

Zhang Bai held the words in both hands, his eyes curled slightly, and he looked at a large bowl of white porridge and a small plate of pickles on the table. Eating porridge and pickles, Zhang Bai left tears in the corners of his eyes. The porridge is slightly sweet, but the tears are salty, and every time I think of that night, I can't help but feel angry.

After drinking the porridge, I saw that the study was clean and tidy, and the messy books were organized in an orderly manner. Yulian will be cleaner every time she comes to the house, and Zhang Bai likes this feeling very much. From time to time, the room that has just been cleaned is a mess before Yulian comes. was reprimanded by the beloved girl, and it seems that the most beautiful love words are nothing more than that.

The biggest regret is that a girl who is too beloved is so good to you, but there is another teenager living in my heart. Zhang Bai found the books given by his husband, only the thin one had no title, and there was no need for a title. I sat down in the courtyard with a book and smiled at the clean yard. I hope it's a dream that wakes up when I open my eyes, but the moment I open my eyes, Yulian is by my side. When I opened the book, I couldn't see a word in my heart, and silently looked forward to the next time I saw my beloved girl, if I could say anything.

The lady above the fifth floor of the red sleeve beckoned to stand beside the man in his thirties, respectfully as usual. The man sat down peacefully, usually with a cup of tea, and said, "How is the rehearsal of Mrs. Fang's "Song of Ni Clothes and Feathers"? ”

Mrs. Fang watched the gentle-faced man slowly raise his head, not even daring to look at the pair of eyes that could see through his thoughts. Said solemnly: "It's almost." ”

The man's expression suddenly became abnormal, which frightened Mrs. Fang immediately. asked, "What do you mean, what do you do if you can't do this thing?" ”

Immediately knelt down and said: "You can use it at any time when you return to Your Highness, Miss Ji's piano skills are similar to that of Madame, and she is enough to serve as a violinist." It's just that Miss Ji and Mrs. Ji are two people after all, and the slave and maid really can't turn Miss Ji into Mrs., please condemn Your Highness. ”

After staring at Mrs. Fang for a long time, he said, "If you can become another person, this king will have to think again." There are still seven days left before the father's birthday, and there can be no mistakes. You can't use it then, and you don't need to make a move in the red sleeves. ”

With his forehead on the ground, he kept saying, "It must be possible, it won't spoil His Highness's big business." ”

Glancing at the sunlight outside the window, the corner of the man's eyes showed a hint of longing. Said softly: "Why can't you wait for me to come back, it's good to see you again." ”