"Congratulations to the third brother and the fifth brother for their immortal achievements."

Wang Xianqi stationed, the curtains on the left and right sides of the Chinese army's big tent were opened, and a group of generals Zuo was drinking to celebrate, which was the Yishe brothers formed by Wang Xianqi and others on a whim after drinking the year before last, namely Li Jixun, Yang Guangyi, Wang Xianqi, Shi Shouxin, Song Jiuzhong, Liu Qingyi, Liu Shouzhong, Liu Tingrang, Han Chongyun, and Wang Zhengzhong.

Sitting in the first place is not Wang Xianqi, but Li Jixun, who is forty years old, is the eldest brother of the Yishe, and has the highest official rank.

Unfortunately, in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he was raided by Liu Renjian under the city of Shouzhou, losing troops and generals, destroying countless ordnance, grain and grass, and losing face.

He held the wine bowl, looked at the third brother Wang Xianqi, who was arrogant in his left hand, and looked at the fifth brother Song Jiuzhong, who was as stable as a bear in his right hand, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "For my brother to be old, it will be your world in the future, come, drink and win." ”

"Eh, why did the eldest brother say this, if there was no eldest brother to take care of him in the past, how could I have a chance, come, respect the eldest brother, drink and win."

"Drink to ......"

Li Jixun put down the wine bowl and said: "No matter how to take care of the carry, being a brother is just taking up the light of the older one, in the future, when the light of you is sticky, come, full, and drink another bowl." ”

Wang Xianqi said with a smile: "Lu and Shu Erzhou are weak generals and bears, and they were all captured in a day or two, plus Li Fu, the defender of Qizhou, killed his Zhizhou to surrender, and attacked Huangzhou together.

However, Xuan Lang made a great contribution this time, only with all the soldiers and horses, he actually destroyed 50,000 enemy troops, captured Huangfu and captured Yao Feng, and the real battle became famous in the world. ”

"Drink to ......"

Song Jiuzhong said with a smile: "It's just luck, when it's critical, you have to be trustworthy and save Chongyun at the risk of death, otherwise you will lose your arms and legs, in short, the brothers can drink together happily, it is a great blessing, come, drink to win." ”

"Drink ......"

The second brother Yang Guangyi stroked his beard lightly and scolded: "The words are good, but you two are too aggressive in the morning, why is the third brother so cautious when drinking, not drinking a glass, but rushing to be the first in the war." If Haozhou City is easy to attack, how can it be attacked for a month, and you Xuanlang, now the morale of the Tang Army's reinforcements is Honghong, what are you going to do to touch this mold. ”

Wang Xianqi grabbed the mutton bone in his hand, tilted his head and tore off a large piece of meat, chewed it heavily, and said vaguely: "At that time, I heard the saint praise the Tang general, and I didn't think about it so much in a fit of anger. ”

Song Jiuzhong said with a smile: "I really want to know the master of the lance for a while, but now there are too few people who can use this weapon, and it is impossible to meet it." ”

Li Jixun held chopsticks in his left hand, played with two dragons and beads, took a fried bean and ate it, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's all the master of a general, and I still think about personal ability, not the way of the general." ”

"The big brother is criticizing."

Shi Shouxin saw that the atmosphere was a little heavy, so he hurriedly hahaha, and said with a smile: "The fifth brother's martial arts are very subtle now, that Wang Jian'er boasts that his swordsmanship is invincible, and it is not that he can't attack the three feet in front of Xuan Lang, the two eldest brothers just rest assured, come, drink all ......."

"Drink ......"

"Drink!"

"If you don't drink it, if you don't drink it again, I'll sting you with a scorpion."

Song Jiuzhong was drinking, and Jiayin was drinking medicine.

As the body gradually recovered, the medicine he drank became more and more bitter, and Jiayin thought several times whether Chun Niu would do it on purpose.

After being forcibly poured a bowl of black lacquer and black black bitter medicine by Chunniu pinching her nose, Jia Yin forcibly held back his nausea, grabbed a piece of caramel and stuffed it into his mouth as quickly as possible, and chewed a few mouthfuls with his breath before he subdued the stomach acid that was about to be flushed out.

"Chunniu, my stomach is almost well, don't torture me."

"Hmph, then copy the book a hundred times, otherwise I will ask you to drink this bitter water."

"Ah...... You really mean to torture me. ”

Chun Niu covered her mouth and said angrily: "What do you mean by deliberately fixing you, do you know how to treat your illness, and start practicing calligraphy and copying books." ”

Jia Yin wailed and began to pick up his pen.

A few days ago, talking to Chunniu about Yifuzi, Chunniu proudly took out three letters, Jiayin was ashamed, thinking that it had been more than a year, and he had only sent a letter to Su's family, but he didn't expect Chunniu to write a letter to his master every three months.

Compared with her, it is too far behind.

Busy asked Chunniu for pen and ink, ready to write a letter to the master, but unfortunately did not mention the pen for a long time, the words were written with a touch of ink, Chunniu couldn't stand it, began to urge him to practice calligraphy, and then, copy the prescription......

This feeling, for Jia Yin, is more boring and painful than looking at the bald medicine man.

But the bald medicine man didn't look at him anymore, and the day before yesterday, I don't know if Chun Niu was pricked right or wrong, his right hand was able to move, and last night, his left hand also had consciousness, and then the medicine man stopped looking at Jia Yin, but read a book instead.

Jia Yin had no choice but to practice calligraphy honestly and copy prescriptions.

Xiaohu Kui kept wandering around outside the hospital, a tree, a wall for a while, and I don't know what Chun Niu gave it to eat. Sharp claws and sharp teeth, dare not touch them casually, Xiaohu Kui is not satisfied, and keeps gnawing on the bark, bones, grinding teeth, and planing claws.

Qi Sanduo sat in the courtyard, with a flat mouth, drooping eyes, a bitter face, his feet on the medicine mill, constantly pushing and pulling, making a "bang" sound, this monotonous sound is very magical, making people drowsy.

When a bowl of medicinal herbs was finally crushed, Qi San shrank his feet, ran into the room, and said weakly: "Huzi, please get better quickly, otherwise you will go crazy." ”

Jia Yin put down the pen, shook his wrist and said: "I want to too, but I still can't stand it, I can't help it, take advantage of the fact that Chunniu is not here now, hurry up and sleep for a while." ”

Qi Sanduo became excited, rolled on the bed, and said, "This is what you said, wait a minute, I want to help a certain cover." ”

Jia Yin continued to pick up the pen before writing three words, Qi Sanduo said "ahhh

Sure enough, after a while, Qi Sanduo's low voice begging for mercy and Chunniu's forked hands shouted and reprimanded outside.

Let's pay for the scorpion?

Jia Yin touched his nose and thought to himself that he was lucky not to take a nap.

He copied for more than an hour, and the impatience in his heart finally floated, biting the tip of the pen and staring at the courtyard in a daze, thinking that it had been almost twenty days, would the master in Beijing know the news of his injury?

What if Qi Niang found out?

Do you want to write a letter to say goodbye?

Jiayin thought about it for a while, and felt that it was time to write a letter back, so he changed the letterhead, thought about it for a long time, wrote down the three words "Su Niangzi", felt that it was inappropriate, and changed it again, and wrote "Su Ziyu" neatly, even more inappropriate, and then changed "Su Qiniang" or inappropriate, wrote more than a dozen sheets in a row, and did not write a complete sentence in total, but the letterhead ran out, and he abandoned the pen in frustration, and threw the waste paper into a ball and threw it all into the paper basket.

Jia Yin rubbed his face vigorously and sighed.

What did the senior brother say, it is really a book that is hated when it is used.