11 The taste of nostalgia
Wu Yong: "You really just want to talk to Sister Qianqian?" β
Hong Youde just put it another way, Wu Yong seems to really believe it, maybe he is more willing to deceive himself.
Hong Youde: "Chatting is chatting, I just want to shake hands with Zhu Tianlang through her, otherwise, chase her?" What are you kidding, Qianqian is so beautiful, a man wants to pursue her, but everyone knows that it is impossible to succeed. β
Wu Yong bit his lip and thought for a long time: "If that's the case, I can try." β
Wu Yong's chaotic thoughts still grasped a ray of self-deception, and he repeatedly said to himself, for Hong Youde to stop pestering Fang Jingya, in order to regain his goddess.
What's more, what Hong Youde said was conclusive, with Wu Yong's young age, it was impossible to think about many of the unreasonable places, but he felt that Hong Youde was too young and too naΓ―ve to think about things, and at the same time he didn't believe that with Qianqian's background, Hong Youde dared to do anything out of the ordinary to her.
"Hey, Sister Qianqian."
"Oh, it's Xiao Yong, I want to call you and ask, you haven't been injured, are you?"
Hearing Qianqian's greeting, there was silence on the other side of the microphone for a while, Qianqian heard his rapid breathing, and was about to ask, but Wu Yong still spoke first:
"I'm fine, Sister Qianqian, is Brother Tianlang by your side?"
Qianqian glanced sideways at the Tianlang who was pulling her own, because of Fang Jingya, she didn't want to continue to care about this kind of thing, but she grew up in a compound, so she said lightly: "Ah, yes, we are at grandpa's house." β
Tianlang only paid attention with his eyes, and he didn't know why Qianqian said this, but Qianqian signaled that it was okay.
In fact, the two were on their way back to Qianqian's house, Wu Yong continued:
"That's the case, Xiaoya may have encountered a little trouble, sister, you must have guessed what kind of trouble it was, but you know that Xiaoya is in ...... to Brother Tian Hey, so I don't want Brother Tian to know, only you can help me in this matter, so ...... So sister, call me back when it's convenient for you. β
Qianqian frowned, and came to the door of the house, Qianqian waved his hand, and then walked into the room alone.
Tianlang still has to practice at night, and he can't accompany Qianqian into the house.
"Since it's urgent, you better say it now, I won't let him know." Qianqian and Tianlang waved their hands and gently closed the door.
"That's right, Sister Qianqian, you'd better come over......"
............
"Is there any wine?" Tianlang lay on the hillside, chewing dogtail grass and asked leisurely.
"Yes," Deng Kai casually handed over his water bladder.
Tianlang took Deng Kai's wine, and dashingly raised the water bladder and poured it into his mouth with his neck in the air, but he choked and vomited with a 'poof', and everyone sat up with a wrinkled face.
"Beer, liquor, wine, what kind of wine is this?"
As a gentleman, what kind of wine has Tianlang never drunk? But Deng Kai's wine tastes a little strange.
"Jian Nanchun and Huadiao." Seeing that the waves of the sky made the wine spill all over his clothes, Deng Kai was quite distressed.
Tianlang was speechless, he had heard of yellow rice mixed with white rice, and for the first time he found that this wine could also be mixed with yellow and white.
I admire Deng Kai's brain hole a little, this is also a major innovation in wine culture, he sits on the grass and fiddles with Deng Kai's water bladder, his mouth is smacking the mellow taste and mixed with sweetness, spicy and soft, don't say it, there is a different taste in my heart when I taste it.
"Long live, the origin of Huadiao is the richest place in the Ming Dynasty, and the origin of Jian Nanchun is the country of abundance, but now it is all lost, so ...... I want to remember these two flavors......"
Deng Kai's expression was stunned, and his voice was hoarse.
"Hehe, General Deng is still a very melancholy person, worried about the country and the people, not bad."
Praise on the lips, but in my heart I thought, I can associate the lost territory from the place where the wine is produced, if the young master lies between the woman's legs, can I think of the taste of the sea?
It's all the same obscenity, but it's obscenity that hurts the body, and the great revenge doesn't just depend on thinking, it's over.
Deng Kai was sincere, thinking that Tianlang was really praising him, he was embarrassed to smirk, and suddenly heard Tianlang open his mouth again:
"People's memory, the last thing you want to forget, the faster you forget, Lao Tzu doesn't want to get back his memory, he just wants to die and start over."
"Hooray!" Deng Kai suddenly wanted to stand up, but was pressed down by Tianlang.
"Don't be impulsive, what about an ambush, what should I do if someone finds out? Calm down and listen to what the sprinkler tells you. β
Tianlang's self-proclaimed words are a bit messy.
"Okay, Your Majesty, you say, uh... If you don't dislike it, you can taste more of the wine of the minister. β
Deng Kai looks like a small steel cannon, but his feelings are very delicate, from Tianlang's tasting just now, he can see that Tianlang does not hate this kind of yellow and white mixture.
Tianlang was not hypocritical, he took Deng Kai's wine bag and poured a big sip again, this time he didn't spit out the wine in his mouth, the liquor and light wine fused, and there was no feeling of a trip to the line of fire in the throat, Tianlang wiped his mouth with his big hand, with a little regret in the coolness.
"Actually, you and I are a little bit alike, both nostalgic."
Tianlang's growth process has always been accompanied by Qianqian, and now he has traveled to Daming alone, without Qianqian, what is the difference between life and salted fish.
It's not right, he didn't come alone, and Hong Youde, so after he found Hong Youde to take revenge, what is the difference between life and salted fish?
When he looked at Deng Kai again, Tianlang's smile was a little self-deprecating, "I still want to thank you for your words just now." β
Deng Kaiwen smiled and didn't excuse himself, obviously you are handsome, you say everything right.
He knew that Tianlang didn't care about being hostile at all, compared to being hostile, men were probably more afraid of the sympathetic eyes of others, Deng Kai was loyal to the emperor, not sympathy, he also knew that sympathy for the emperor was a kind of humiliation at all, and the humiliation suffered by this man really couldn't be uncovered like a scar.
Tianlang doesn't care about being hostile, but he doesn't like to be ridiculed all day long, which he has never experienced, especially when he is treated as a wreck who can only escape.
Tianlang actually wanted to say to Deng Kai that he Zhu Tianlang was not a coward, let alone a deserter, and when he encountered an enemy in the past, he didn't need to ask who the enemy was or how many enemies there were, he only asked where the enemy was.
However, no one, including Deng Kai, would believe that Tianlang was such a person, he was still the waste who couldn't even take care of his wife and children in order to escape for his own life.
Tianlang, who had no sense of tension, lay back on his back, drinking yellow and white wine as if he were drinking water.
"Deng Kai, do you dare to tell me, what year is it?"
"It's the first year of the eternal calendar, what's wrong, long live."
Suddenly asked, Tianlang knew who he had become after crossing over, he actually became the last king of Nanming, what a dog.