Zhenguan for five years.

Datang, Chang'an City.

During the Shangyuan Festival, Chang'an suspended the curfew, and the city was brightly lit.

The young man carried a pot of wine, wandering among the crowd, he hung his head, showing a decadent color, in this bustling street, the figure was alone, but a little lonely,

As far as he is concerned, he has no feelings for this world, and everyone in this world is an insignificant stranger.

He's a bystander.

The young man's face was full of melancholy, and he raised his head and took a sip of the spirits, "Hey, why did I cross over......"

Pointing to the sky and scolding!

"Thief God! Lao Tzu stayed up all night, slept on the table for a while, why did he cross over? …… In this dynasty where there are no computers, no Internet, and no electricity, how can an Internet addicted young man live! ”

The most infuriating thing is ......

You say, cross it, cross it, whoever you wear is not good, why do you become the love of the house! Ay......

Fang bereaves love.

Even if he doesn't study history, he knows that this is the king of the eternal cuckolds.

Princess Gaoyang fornicated with a monk, and he actually stood guard outside the door, which ...... Who would have thought! Later, he competed for the title of duke, participated in the rebellion, and successfully lost his own life, and also pushed the Fang family to the bottomless abyss.

Just one sentence: The love of the house is really enough!

When he woke up and learned the news, he even had suicidal thoughts, but unfortunately he really climbed to the top of the building, but he couldn't make up his mind, which made the family jump.

Could it be that this is fate?

We're not happy people!

should have been a glorious and wealthy life, but such a fate was shared.

poured a sip of wine, drank too quickly, choked him with a red face and a thick neck, "cough cough cough ......"

He couldn't tell anyone how he could know the future. If you are considered a madman, you are afraid that you will be regarded as a monster and burned alive on firewood.

I originally wanted to drink wine to relieve boredom, but the more I drank, the more it didn't taste, the wine was too bitter......

"It's even more sorrowful to use wine to kill your sorrows."

Fang Yiai only felt that the more he drank the wine in his mouth, the more bitter it became, and he dried up the small half pot in one go, and soon his face was red and a little drunk.

"Those who disturb my heart, today is a day of trouble......

As if venting, he roared through the strength of the wine, so that he wanted to put everything aside for a while and get drunk.

However, when I looked up, I looked at the full moon in the sky.

He remembered that today was the Lantern Festival, the day when the family was supposed to be reunited, but he was separated from his relatives for two lifetimes, and a sense of loneliness came to his heart, and tears flowed silently.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Of course.

What he misses most in his heart is his elderly parents, and he hopes that the second elder will not be too sad, and can come out as soon as possible and enjoy his old age under the care of his brother.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the wine to the sky, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is tonight......"

Fang Yiai was not pretending, the strength of the wine gradually came up, he staggered forward, his consciousness was confused, and there was nowhere to vent the sorrow in his heart, and this poem was recited naturally.

What he didn't notice was......

When he was "troubled today", a masked woman came out of a carriage in front of him, looking for prestige, obviously attracted by this poem.

When "Water Tune Song Head" came out, the girl was stunned, and looked at the young man not far away.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu...... I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Fang Yiai chanted while walking, and suddenly bumped into the warm fragrant nephrite, realized that he had hit someone, and hurriedly apologized, "Sorry!" sorry！ ”

He didn't realize that the person in front of him was a beautiful woman, so after apologizing, he staggered and continued to walk forward, raising his head and taking a sip of wine, "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date." Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio ......"

"Childe ......"

The street was crowded, and when the woman reacted, she was ready to get acquainted with him, but Fang Yi's love was wrapped in the crowd and gradually drifted away.

The woman chased a few steps forward, but there were too many people on the street, and in a few moments, the boy disappeared into the crowd.

She looked in that direction stupidly, "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be ...... for thousands of miles", constantly repeating this sentence, what a beautiful vision, yearning, but she shed two lines of tears.

"What happened to him?"

The object of her attention is not only the beautiful verse, but also the drunken and uninhibited young man, who wants to know the story of him.

"Saorui?"

The little maid beside her, tilting her head, pondered what she didn't understand, and asked puzzledly, "Miss, what does this mean?" ”

The woman shook her head slightly, without sincerity, her mind was not on this, she was still looking in the direction ahead, "Xiaohuan, do you recognize this son?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't seen it."

……

Fang Yiai slept until three poles in the morning, and was awakened by a nightmare in which he dreamed that he was on the guillotine.

His head felt a burst of explosion, so that he had no time to think about anything else, he accidentally drank a fragment last night, how did he come back, he had no impression at all.

"Young Master, wake up."

The maid Qiao'er stood aside and intimately brought a glass of water.

After drinking a cup of hot water, he felt better, and remembered the scene in his dream, which was his future in the near future, and his mood fell to the bottom.

It's all to blame on Princess Gaoyang!

He doesn't know how much responsibility Fang Yiai has in the future, but Princess Gaoyang is by no means innocent, and she will be to blame! He is no longer the original love, he must not live so poorly, and he must prevent this marriage.

I am shouting in my heart: I will never wear this forgiveness hat!

But Li Shimin is a strong emperor, and provoking his authority is tantamount to looking for death, and marrying Gao Yang will die sooner or later, and there is a dead end left and right.

"What should I do?"

That's when it happened.

A little guy suddenly ran over, "Young master, young master!" The two sons of the Cheng family and the eldest grandson heard that you had woken up, and came to visit......"

A few days ago, Fang Yiai and a group of gentlemen were hunting, accidentally fell down the hillside, and were in a coma until the day before yesterday, so they took over as the cuckold king.

In the past few days, he has been in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Hearing the report of his subordinates, as if a light flashed in his mind, he desperately grabbed the last straw, "Who are you talking about?" The eldest grandson, the eldest grandson! ”

"Yes."

"Does Young Master Ben have a marriage?" Fang Yiai rolled a carp, jumped off the bed, and grabbed the maid's arms excitedly.

"No, no."

"That'...... What year is it? ”

"It's now the fifth year of Zhenguan."

In the five years of Zhenguan, Li Lizhen has not yet married the eldest grandson Chong, and Gao Yang is younger than Princess Changle, that is to say...... Now that Li Er should not have been married, he still has a chance to stop this family business.

That's the only thing to be thankful for so far!

"Hahaha......"

The depressed mood cleared up suddenly, an idea came to mind, and he suddenly felt energetic, "Qiao'er, bring that freshly beaten pot to the young master." ”

"Prepare the ingredients, today Young Master Ben is going to have a treat."

"Invite the three of them in."