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"Brother Yuanjie, Brother Yuanjie, why don't you have another drink!" Zhao Yuanyan arched the gold bottle in his hand forward, with a drunken smile on his face.

"Yuan Yan, your sake is really different, it has a different taste!" Zhao Yuanwei closed his eyes, and the wine bottle in his hand shook slightly in the air intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was reminiscing about the taste of wine.

"Not bad indeed! Brother Yuanyan, why don't I exchange the hidden Tang Sancai for ten jars of sake to you, how about it? Zhao Yuanjie lowered his head and finished drinking, nodded his head, and laughed silently.

"Ten altars? You think this is clear water! Your Tang Sancai will change five altars at most. Zhao Yuanyan was like an old man who had been plucked out of his beard, and said with sharp eyes.

"Okay, five altars are five altars."

It seemed that there was more than he expected, Zhao Yuanjie raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth showed an imperceptible smirk.

"him! Let's have a drink today! ”

Zhao Yuanwei often acts in the barracks, and his speech also reveals the heroic character of a soldier.

After the three brothers had a good drink, they raised the gold bottle and drank it on their heads.

"Mama! ……”

Little Lori's emotions that had been brewing for a long time suddenly exploded, and she howled and cried, tears flowing.

"Ma Ma ......"

Little Lori's tears were like pouring rain, and her crying scared everyone to the ground.

The princes of the Zhao clan raised their heads and wanted to drink, and the wine was all sprinkled on their faces. The queens stopped talking. Everyone looked at Zhao Liang and the others with dissatisfaction and confusion.

Zhao Sheng, who was standing on the chair, looked at Zhao Lingling on the left and burst into tears, and on the right at the dissatisfied, everyone stared at him dissatisfied, he instantly froze, and squatted back on the chair at a loss.

When Queen Meng heard her daughter's heartbroken cry, her heart trembled with fright. My daughter has cried a few times since she was a child, even when she fell on the bluestone slab when she was a child, and she never cried like this when she knocked out the red envelope on her forehead.

Queen Meng hurriedly ran to Zhao Lingling with broken steps, hugged her tenderly into her arms, and comforted her softly: "Lingling doesn't cry, the queen mother is here!" What happened to you? Tell the queen mother, and the queen mother will make decisions for you. ”

Little Lori wiped her tears with her little hands, snorted and choked up, "It's Brother Zhao Sheng, he ...... He gave me ...... Eat fatty meat. ”

Queen Meng's expression was dull, she thought that her daughter had suffered some grievances, but she didn't expect to cry because she didn't want to eat fatty meat.

The princes of the Zhao family were full of black lines, and their faces stained with wine stains had been twitching slightly. They thought the same thing, they were so embarrassed by a piece of fat!

"Queen Mother, Ling'er doesn't like to eat fatty meat." Little Lori said pitifully.

"If you don't eat, you won't eat." Queen Meng smiled awkwardly, stroked little Lori's head and whispered.

Queen Meng's voice was not loud or small, but it was heard by Zhao Sheng, who was squatting on a chair nearby.

The worldview in the bear child's mind is that fat equals meat, meat equals deliciousness, and deliciousness equals favorites. What's your favorite? It is the courage to face the injustices of life.

Hearing that Queen Meng discarded her favorite at will, the bear child knew that he couldn't bear it!

The power of love is great, especially the love of the bear children!

Zhao Sheng suddenly stood up from his chair, his hands clenched into two fists and waved wildly at the void in front of him. He shouted excitedly, "The fat must be eaten...... Must eat. ”

Zhao Liang couldn't understand, as a bear child, you would leave after bullying the little tiger! Why challenge the tigress? Do you think it's an upgrade to fight monsters, and after bullying the little tiger, you will be promoted to the top, and you can challenge the boss?

Zhao Liang therefore came to a conclusion, this bear child is dead!

Queen Meng looked at the bear child in surprise, she couldn't understand whether her daughter ate fat or not, what did it matter to him! If you want to eat, you eat, force others to eat, what does it mean?

When the little Lori heard that the bear child was ready to let her eat fat again, her emotions that had just eased fluctuated again, tears rolled in her eyes, and she opened her mouth to cry.

Queen Meng hurriedly covered Little Lori's mouth and looked at Zhao Yuanwei and Fahrenheit complainingly.

"Zhao Sheng, what did you do with your sister? How can you feed your sister fatty meat! I'm going to give her a lot of meat, a lot of meat! Do you understand? Zhao Yuanwei wiped the wine off his cheeks and yelled angrily at the bear child.

Zhao Yuanwei put down the wine bottle and looked at Queen Meng with a little apology. He muttered silently in his heart, this little rabbit! You want to eat fatty meat and eat it at home, and go to the palace to make trouble! Besides, which girl likes to eat fatty meat, she is disgusting when she sees it.

It turns out that Ling'er's sister likes meat! The bear child suddenly realized, and his gloomy face immediately became vivid.

"Sister Ling'er doesn't cry, I'll give you some meat." The bear child threw a piece of meat into the little loli bowl again.

……

"Wow! Woohoo......"

Little Lori stared at the meat and cried, and the pear blossoms brought rain to this point.

Zhao Lingling couldn't understand why these bad people wanted to let themselves eat meat, and she suddenly felt that Brother Zhao Liang, who fed her vegetables, was the best person in the world.

Zhao Liang didn't know that he had been marked as a good person in Xiao Lori's heart, if he knew, he would definitely let the kitchen fry two plates of vegetables by hand.

The bear child looked stunned and looked at his father blankly.

Zhao Yuanwei has a big head, and this little niece doesn't eat fat and meat, is it difficult to ......

"Zhao Sheng, who told you to give your sister a piece of meat! Can a thin body develop well just by eating? Be fat and thin! Yes, you know? Zhao Yuanwei said angrily.

Didn't you just say feed the meat! Zhao Sheng looked at his father's threatening face and didn't dare to speak. However, he felt that his father's other words seemed to be quite reasonable, so he picked up a piece of moderately fat meat and put it in the little Lori bowl.

……

Little Lori doesn't have any emotes...... Because she had fainted from crying.

Queen Meng was furious and glared at Zhao Yuanwei unkindly, and the latter smiled wryly: "Well, between children, they like to joke!" …… Come! Everyone drinks. ”

"Still drinking, your niece is crying and fainting from your son!" Queen Hua snorted, and she still had to take action by herself at the critical moment.

Queen Hua mentioned that her son Zhao Sheng was beaten up, and while beating, she ordered him not to feed his sister meat in the future. The bear child's hands and feet were scratching and kicking in mid-air, desperately struggling to resist. But it didn't do much use, and Queen Hua beat him harder instead.

Zhao Liang covered his face with his hands, and he really didn't dare to look directly at the next scene.

The result, of course, was that the bear child was forced to compromise. In fact, he refused at first, and it was useless for Queen Hua to beat him. It's just that in the end, Queen Hua said intentionally or unintentionally: If you feed your sister meat, your mother won't let you eat meat, how to choose it!

……

Zhao Liang looked at the bear child with a blue nose and swollen face, with a touch of sadness on his face, and a little sad in his sympathetic attitude.

The bear child is still young, but he's growing up! No matter how bearish the child is, there will be a day when he is not a bear.

At that time, the bear children will find that the world is far from being as beautiful as imagined, and the human heart is so complicated.

In the middle of the wine, the maid sent pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the princes wanted to write poems for this night banquet.

The ancients believed that drinking alcohol is good for inspiration, and writing poetry requires inspiration. You don't see, the poet fairy Li Bai, drink some wine, sprinkle wine crazy, don't add some text, all in one go.

"Brother Yuan, the first two times were written by me and Yuan Jie, and this time it's your turn." Zhao Yuanyan placed the paper and ink in front of Zhao Yuanwei, and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand.

Zhao Yuanwei's face was embarrassed, his eyes looked left and right, and he pretended not to hear. He cursed to himself, good for you, you know that I don't understand Fengyue and let me write lyrics. I'm not the opposite of the two of you, I don't write it.

"Brother Yuan, it's time to give words" Zhao Yuanyan reminded by bending his fingers and tapping the desktop with his knuckles.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yuanyan felt that Brother Yuan Wei was really not interesting enough, and it was really boring for me and Brother Yuan Jie to write lyrics. We are close in strength, how can we reflect our literary level.

"I've had a lot of discomfort in my wrist in the last few days, so you should do it first, I'll talk about it next time!" Zhao Yuanwei shirked tactfully, and said with regret.

Next time? The last time you said you had a headache, the last time you said that your heart hurt, I haven't seen you compose a poem for so many years, but you have suffered from so many incurable diseases.

Zhao Yuanyan secretly slandered himself, we are not smart, but we are not stupid!.

Zhao Yuanyan and Zhao Yuanjie looked at each other, and both sides knew that they had no choice but to give up with this hob meat.

Zhao Liang half leaned back in his chair and tasted sake contentedly. He took a sip and sipped it, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Stealing half a day of leisure, this wine is mellow, but the strength is too small, and when you have time to practice the bottle of two pots, after blending the two wines, this wine will be perfect!

Zhao Yuanyan and Zhao Yuanjie thought about it, but Jiang Lang was exhausted, and they couldn't make poems that satisfied them for a long time.

Zhao Yuanyan sighed abruptly, glanced at Zhao Liang, and the fire in his heart couldn't stop rushing upward.

You are leisurely, I haven't settled accounts with you yet!

Zhao Yuanyan was furious, because of Queen Zhou, he couldn't clean up Zhao Liang clearly, and after thinking about it in his mind, he decided to make a detour first.

"Liang'er, come here! Father gives you a chance, you can give a speech for today's banquet, so that everyone can see how your writing is! Zhao Yuanyan touched his beard and smiled kindly.

After Zhao Yuanyan's words were finished, everyone put down the chopsticks and cups in their hands and looked at Zhao Liang with different expressions.

Queen Zhou looked worried, she shook her head slightly at Zhao Liang, signaling him not to agree.

Zhao Yuanjie frowned, his expression was complicated, and he was thoughtful.

Zhao Yuanwei thought that this matter was very good, and he could not use it as a word, and the bitter gourd immediately smiled on his face.

Zhao Xun has been in a trance since the beginning of the banquet.

The bear child Lori blinked her big eyes and looked curious.

Queen Meng and Queen Hua looked interested.

"I'm coming?" Zhao Liang put down his wine glass and raised his eyebrows, looking incredulous.

Zhao Liang was very depressed, he was drinking so low-key, and the camera sense was so low, his father still came to the door. It's not like being shot while lying down, it's better to be shot even if you're dead. Zhao Liang thought stupidly, fortunately, I am a traverser, and the last thing I am afraid of is to compose poems and lyrics.

Zhao Yuanyan was secretly annoyed, who are you going to clean up if you don't come? In any case, you kid will be in my hands today.

Zhao Yuanyan was afraid that Zhao Liang would shirk it, so he took the lead in speaking and said sharply: "This morning, the emperor was impeached in the imperial history of the dynasty in every possible way, saying that he did not understand etiquette and did not learn and did not know how to learn. Now, you are obedient and make a song, so that you can prove yourself! ”

Zhao Yuanyan paused for a moment, and asked with a pleasant face: "What do you say?" Liang'er! ”

Zhao Liang was in a cold sweat, and Zhao Yuanwei's tone of speech was extremely oppressive, which was the unique temperament of the superior. Zhao Liang felt that his cheap father was like a tiger, as long as it was the food he believed, he would definitely not be able to escape his tiger claws.

Since Zhao Liang traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty, he subconsciously forgot about the unpredictability of human nature. It's no wonder he didn't expect it, it's that he didn't realize it earlier. For these days, he has been surrounded by either well-meaning relatives or flattering servants.

Tonight, he woke up.

The higher the status, the more intrigues. Queen Zhou lives in the palace and does not care about political affairs, and Zhao Yuanyan is relatively sophisticated, so he is naturally an old treacherous and slippery.

It's a pity, I'm a traverser! Cheap father, it looks like your trick is going to fail!

Zhao Liang slowly calmed down his inner thoughts, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't it just lyrics, why not!"

Zhao Liang stepped forward leisurely, slowly rolled up his sleeves, faced the rice paper, and splashed ink.