"History of the Han Empire, Wenyuan Zhi, Anecdotes of Yuan Gong" records: "Yuan Gong is extremely talented, his writing bones are strange, and what he wrote in his life, or heroic, or elegant, or graceful...... are all divine pens, not like human words." On the day of the opening of the mansion, he wrote the chapter "Near Wine", which opened a generation of literary style, spread all over the world, and was the crown of Hanlin Wenyuan! Emperor Zeng smiled and asked Yuan Gong, what is the study? Gong laughed but did not answer, and avoided him with his words. Everyone in the world says that the literature of Yuan Gong is a gift from God! ”

The newly sealed Changle Hou Yuanzhao, when he woke up the next day, he felt a little dizzy. He drank too much alcohol last night, and it was the first time he had been drunk since he came into this world.

Indulge your body and mind. He didn't remember how many glasses he drank later, anyway, when he and Yun Meng finally drank another jar, the big man with straight eyes and swaying his body finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground, muttering to himself, not knowing what to do.

And before, the people who had drunk with him one by one had already staggered and drunk.

Except for these drunken guys who whispered from time to time, the surroundings became a little quiet, I remember that I still felt strange at the time, why did Mrs. Su and the others all look at this side and didn't speak? And the new servants in the house, like some wood in the hall, their eyes are shining, and they don't know how to come to help clean up!

"Well, no matter, let's get some sleep first! Dizzy ....... This was Yuan Zhao's last vague memory, and then, he also lay down on the felt mat, and he didn't know it.

Yuan Zhao seemed to have a lot of broken dreams in his ignorance, and he couldn't see the situation clearly in the dream, so he returned to the past for a while, and continued to carry out those bloody and fire tasks with his comrades, killing, shouting, life and death sniping, ....... Falling into the abyss again, endless darkness, fear, loneliness, struggle and helplessness!

There seems to be a huge force in the dark that wants to suck him into the black hole of unknown cold, and he can't break free even if he uses all the strength of his body! In the midst of despair, a warmth suddenly enveloped him, a feeling of familiarity and strangeness, ironing and alienation. Yuan Zhao grabbed the straw like a drowning life, and like a baby found its mother's arms, he hugged it tightly all of a sudden, his hands and mouth greedily enjoyed softness and safety, and then gradually quieted down, and gradually ......fell asleep again.

When he woke up at this time, Yuan Zhao was a little dazed, and some of the absurd pictures in the dream gradually became clear. He shook his head, and secretly laughed and scolded his own soul for being single for a long time, thinking about it, how could those ridiculous things happen here! It's just that you don't remember to take off your clothes and go to bed last night? How could it be...... He looked at his body under the covers, a little puzzled.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise and tiptoeing in my ears, and the curtain of the doorway was gently raised, and the light poured in, and a light figure entered.

When Yuan Zhao inadvertently looked up, he couldn't help but be surprised! He hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover his naked upper body.

"You, who are you? How did you come to my room. ”

The woman in the green pothos dress and the long figure didn't expect him to wake up at this time, and she was so panicked that she almost threw the clothes she was holding in her arms to the ground.

"Ahh Little Hou Ye, you ...... Are you awake? There was a hint of timidity in his voice.

"Well, you know me? But I don't remember seeing you? Yuan summoned his mind and calmed down.

"I'm the one in this house, I saw it in the inner courtyard yesterday!" There was a faint disappointment in his voice.

"Uh, sorry, sorry! Yesterday was too rushed to miss ...... That, little sister, what's your name? ”

Yuan Zhao had already seen clearly at this time that there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl standing in front of her, with a slender figure, skin like snow, curved eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and she looked very cute.

"My name is Ling Shuang, and I'm an old ...... Ah, it's the maid in this house, it's good for the little marquis to call me by name, but the title of the young lady is not daring. Yuan Zhao, who listened to Ling Shuang, actually called himself in such a kind tone, after all, he liked it a little in his heart, and almost blurted out the sentence "It was sent by the ancestor to take care of you".

"Well, then! Ling Shuang, is the clothes on your hands mine? Can you give it to me? ”

Yuan Zhao had already guessed at this time that after he was drunk last night, he must have been taken care of by the girl named Ling Shuang in front of him, and the dirty clothes were cleaned and tidied up, and he happened to be sent over at this time.

Unexpectedly, hearing him mention his clothes, Ling Shuang seemed to have just remembered something, her white jade-like face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head in shame, didn't dare to look at Yuan Zhao again, put the clothes in her arms in front of him, and cowardly said "It's all washed." Then he turned around and ran away.

Yuan Zhao rubbed his forehead, he didn't understand why this girl was so shy, she was still a child's body, what was there to be afraid of! Really.

But he didn't know that in a place where there was no one at the corner of the courtyard, the girl Ling Shuang stopped her panicked footsteps, put her hand on her chest, and barely calmed her pounding heartbeat. Thinking of the situation of the little marquis last night, he was so ashamed that he couldn't suppress it.

It turned out that most of the people were drunk last night. Later, it was even more profligate, singing and playing, and the sons of Yan An of the final army danced swords on the spot to help the fun, and the people in the house gathered around the hall to see this gathering scene.

Later, I forgot how it was caused, after Sima Xiangru stroked the qin and sang the song "Chivalrous Journey" made by Yuan Zhao not long ago, everyone applauded and applauded loudly! They all asked Yuan Zhao to have another song tonight to live up to this grand event.

Yuan Zhao is also happy today, the wine comes up, and there are words and sentences that come out casually!

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone......"

The surroundings were silent, everyone held their breath and listened to it, word by word, and the bottom of their hearts was turbulent!

Master Father Yan, Sima Xiangru, Yao Shang and others have long known that the hills and ravines in Yuan Zhao's chest are extraordinary, and at this time, when they were full of wine, they suddenly heard such verses, and they felt that the pride in their chests was suddenly born, and they couldn't wait to jump up, dance with their hands and feet, and yell and shout, so that their lives were comfortable!

The rest of the people are also grateful, a pair of sisters staring at the beautiful eyes stupidly, and then looking at the figure standing with a glass up, it is really like a fairy elegant!

“…… The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name...... Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and eliminate eternal sorrow with you! ”

Yuan Zhao's voice was clear, and every sentence came and went, and after the end, everyone was already cheering.

Someone has already written the whole article, and reading it from the beginning adds to the excitement of the wine! As a result, in the end, except for Mrs. Su, Wen Jun and a few children, the rest of the people were all drunk.

At this time, it was time for the day to be changed, and the drunken people had already arranged rooms for the servants of the Hou Mansion to serve and rest. Su Hongyun didn't worry about his family after all, so he took Lingzhi and Wenjun back to Fanxue Building, and Ma Qi, the money shopkeeper, didn't drink much, so he went back with him at the moment, fortunately, he saw that there were many servants in the Hou Mansion, and he didn't have to worry about Yuan Zhao's safety.

And after Yuan Zhao fought down everyone, he finally couldn't drink enough, smoked and drunk, and was carried back to the room by the servants, cleaned up, and left the close Ling Shuang Ling Xue sisters to serve, and the rest of the people went to clean up the mess of the banquet.

When there were only two sisters left in the room, looking at the little marquis lying there quietly, his heart was full of admiration.

Not only does he have a lot of pride in drinking, but he can also endow himself with splendid poems, and he is considerate and respectful to his subordinates...... Remembering that the Empress Dowager said that she wanted her sister to serve well and not allow him to be hurt a little, both of them had a little satisfaction and expectation for the future in their hearts.

The night is getting deeper, and the hustle and bustle in the house is gradually quieting down, and seeing that her sister Ling Xue is a little sleepy, she asked her to go back to rest first, and then she will clean up a little for the little marquis and go back. Although the two are generally old, Ling Xue has a detached temperament and a simple mind, but they usually rely on her more.

Ling Xue hugged her sister and whispered in her ear, "Okay! Just give this opportunity to be alone to the young lady, but you have to take a good look at the little marquis! Then, without waiting for Ling Shuang to react, she had already giggled and ran away.

Ling Shuang spat lightly at her sister's figure, and sneered in protest.

When she put down the curtains of several windows in the room, dimmed the lights, and was about to exit, she glanced back at Yuan Zhao and saw a large sleeping couch, with her small body curled up in a ball, and her sleeping appearance was a little pitiful.

Ling Shuang sighed, walked lightly to him, and when she wanted to cover the quilt for him, in the dim light, she suddenly saw a large wine stain on the chest of his robe, wet and sticking to his body.

"Ahh It's uncomfortable, isn't it? Will you get sick if you fall asleep....... "Ling Shuang has always been a considerate woman, and she can be loved by the Empress Dowager Dou in Changle Palace, on the one hand, because of pity for the orphans, and on the other hand, because of her gentle and considerate character.

She hesitated for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, she saw Yuan Zhao frowning tightly, and the expression on his face seemed to be a little uncomfortable, so she didn't hesitate anymore.

Ling Shuang's soft hands lightly untied Yuan Zhao's clothes, and when her fingers ran over his naked skin, she couldn't help but feel shy, although the little marquis was still young, but after all, she was a man, and her face was still red.

The jade arm half-wrapped around his body and flipped it slightly in order to take off the lower end of the clothes that had been suppressed. She is a person with martial arts, and her hands are soft, so she is afraid of waking him up, so she is very measured.

However, the accident happened. Ling Shuang was just about to put Yuan Zhao's body flat, and suddenly, this little marquis didn't know if he was frightened or had a nightmare, and suddenly his arms tightened all of a sudden, and he hugged this soft body tightly.

Caught off guard, the upper body was hugged, and Ling Shuang was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was instantly stunned. Subconsciously retracted his fists and bent his elbows, concentrating on his arms, and was about to hit the head that was still in his arms.

The arm fell, and before he was halfway there, he remembered that this person was his little master, how could he treat him with the same way as a bad person? But he's really bad now......!

It turned out that after Yuan Zhao hugged her, he was not honest, and with a lot of force in his hands, he actually ripped open the chest of her pothos skirt and her intimate clothes at once! The coolness dipped into the fiery chest and abdomen, and Ling Shuang's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he was about to jump out!

"How can he ......! He...... He actually put his hand into the ...... Yes! ......" soft and towering was held by a pair of small hands, Ling Shuang's arms no longer had strength, and his kung fu was useless, his body was soft and half leaning on his side, his mind was blank, and he was just thinking "What is he going to do?" What will he do next......

Fortunately, he didn't do anything then. Just hugged the nephrite jade Wen Xiang tightly, quieted down, and continued to sleep, with a quiet face, like a ......real child who has not grown up.

In the old dreams of the world, there was a dark fragrance of flowers. Time has lost its prosperity, and it has been immortal for you since then, just because you are the flower that no longer withers in your heart, fresh as before.

In the dim candlelight, the pothos skirt brushed softly, the silhouette was traceless, and a daughter's heart fell into the red dust!