In the first month of the third year of Chuping (192 AD), Sun Ce feasted his ministers in Jiangdu.

It was cold in the east of the river, and the snow was falling.

Sun Ce set up a banquet at the Wangjiang Pavilion on the north bank of the Yangtze River.

This Wangjiang Pavilion is not a four-cornered pavilion, a hexagonal pavilion, nor an octagonal pavilion, but a long pavilion.

In the center of this pavilion is a triangular pavilion, and one corner extends out into a triangular pavilion. Each section is a two-slip stone pillar supporting beam, covered with green tiles, and is empty in all directions.

In the cold winter days, in Sun Ce's opinion, it is a good opportunity to eat hot pot.

Not long ago, Sun Ce sent someone to make several large copper hot pots, which happened to come in handy. Charcoal is burning at the bottom, the fire is booming, and there is three fresh fish soup in the pot, and the fragrant oil flowers dance in the boiling water.

Smelling the fragrant smell, Sun Ce sniffled and sighed, there is no chili pepper, it is indeed a pity.

There is a celadon plate on the side of the copper hot pot, which contains thinly sliced mutton slices, as well as all kinds of green vegetables, yam slices, white tofu, fried tofu and other ingredients. A table of four or five people, everyone sat around for a week, in front of a celadon bowl, the bowl is oil-consuming ingredients, and the small ingredients are sprinkled with shredded green onions and coriander.

Sun Ce naturally sat in the triangular pavilion, and Zhou Yu and Lu Su sat with Sun Ce, and the three of them sat together. The rest of the people also sat down one after another, Qin Song, Chen Duan, and Hengjie three people at one table, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, Zhu Zhi, and Han Dang at one table, Sun He, Sun Hai, Sun Jiang, Sun Hu, Sun Fu, and Xu Kun at one table.

But said that the three long pavilions, between the two and two, also set up a bonfire, this bonfire burned quite vigorously, New Year's night, counting nine cold winters, there are still snowflakes, but the people in the long pavilion do not seem cold.

Around each bonfire, there were a few guards in black coat suits grilling things. Roast whole sheep, roast fish, roast chicken, roast duck, and the seasoning are the secret spices that Sun Ce made not long ago.

On the day of the Chinese New Year, Sun Ce missed Qu's family a little. When I picked up the Koto Daqu that I had brewed not long ago, I was slightly bitter in my mouth.

Zhou Yu was extremely bold, picked up the celadon wine glass, drank it all, and smacked his lips.

On the other side, Lu Su also picked up the wine glass as well.

"Big brother, this Jiangdong Daqu is really the best in the wine, Yu also stayed in Luoyang when he was a child, and he has never tasted such a good wine!" Zhou Yu smacked his lips as he spoke.

Lu Su also nodded in agreement.

The corners of Sun Ce's mouth curled slightly, and he said slowly: "This wine should only be in the sky, how many times can I drink it in the world?" ”

As soon as Sun Ce said that, Lu Su clapped his hands vigorously and said: "In the future, before Jiangdu, people say that Brother Bo Fu has the style of his father, I don't think this rumor is close to detail, I don't see whether Brother Bo Fu has the style of Wucheng Hou, I only see that Brother Bo Fu is a literary and elegant person!" ”

"Zi respects this great goodness, and it should be revealed!" Zhou Yu and Lu Su looked at each other and smiled, raised their glasses and touched each other, their voices were crisp, as if they resonated in their hearts.

When Sun Ce saw this scene, his heart was happy and he laughed.

After drinking the wine, Sun Ce picked up the mutton and put it in the hot pot and soaked it.

The aroma is pleasant, the bright red lamb slowly changes color in the brass hot pot, and a piece is picked up with chopsticks and dipped in the oil-consuming ingredients, which is also a unique taste.

Zhou Yu tasted a slice and couldn't help but be amazed.

"The mutton is fishy, but I don't know what method the eldest brother used to turn the smell into umami?" Zhou Yu asked with a frown.

Sun Ce smiled without saying a word, but picked up his chopsticks and took out a fish from the brass hot pot.

On the other side, Lu Su suddenly realized: "Brother Bofu is really a celestial, isn't this fish and a sheep a fresh word?" ”

When Zhou Yu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Big brother is really smart, Zijing and I have been in Jiangdu for several months, and we have gained a lot of knowledge, and we have a great appetite, this day is extremely beautiful!" ”

Lu Su also chimed in: "It's really beautiful! ”

Sun Ce nodded and said, "The two virtuous brothers have reached the return date?" ”

The two looked at each other and nodded.

The atmosphere was slightly silent, but Sun Ce laughed and said: "This farewell, I don't know when I can see you, I will drink today, and I won't return if I don't get drunk!" ”

Zhou Yu and the others smiled heartily and said, "If you don't get drunk, you won't return!" ”

In the vast snowy night, the white snowflakes were fluttering and sprinkling, and everyone was holding a celadon bowl, and in the bowl was Jiangdong Daqu, Sun Ce and everyone were not drunk and did not return.

Looking at the people who had already drunk and staggered, Sun Ce was still very sober. When he just came back, he discovered this problem, maybe it was because he changed his physique when he crossed back, or maybe Sun Ce's body was originally a thousand cups. In short, Sun Ce was embarrassed to find that he had become a wine fairy.

It is easy to get drunk when drinking, and there is the trouble of getting drunk, and there is the embarrassment of not pouring a thousand glasses.

For example, the current Sun Ce, in this situation, should be drunk and rest, but it is embarrassing, everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, which is not comfortable.

After careful calculation, it has been almost half a year since I crossed back. Sun Ce seems to be busy all day long, in order to develop a small group around his own interests, in order for himself to be able to live, yes, to live.

Maybe it's because the new life is not easy to come by, now that he has come to this era and has a second life, Sun Ce hopes that he can live a wonderful life. Just like he said not long ago, if a person lives for a lifetime, if he can't live for a hundred years, what if he will be stinking for ten thousand years? Thousands of years later, how many people still remember themselves?

This night, Sun Ce looked at the staggered crowd, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. Ordering the black-clothed guards to drape the drunken people in blankets, Sun Ce began to really think about his future.

As an ace agent in his previous life, Sun Ce's skills are not bad, coupled with this strong body, which integrates the memories of the two lives, Sun Ce is much stronger than before his death. In fact, Sun Ce still lacks an accurate understanding of his current combat effectiveness. Now under his command, Han Dang and Huang Gai are the two with the highest force value. Sun Ce has tried many times with these two, and the two of them can only survive more than 100 moves under their own guns when they join forces.

Originally, Sun Ce was a military general with high combat effectiveness in history, known as the little overlord of Jiangdong, and his martial arts were naturally good.

Now that he has crossed back, Sun Ce will naturally not embark on the old road of history again, and it is not easy to live again, Sun Ce is not willing to give up his good foundation to his cheap brother Sun Quan.

Slowly getting up, Sun Ce seemed to have made up his mind.

On the high slope outside the pavilion, Sun Ce sat down slowly, the north wind was still blowing, the snow was a little smaller, and the snowflakes had turned into fine snow particles, hitting his face, which hurt a little.

Sun Ce took out the long Xiao on his waist, slowly rubbed the cold and smooth tube with both hands, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. This Changxiao was called the cave flute in later generations. In this era, it should be called the Qiang flute, but this Qiang flute is a relic of Sun Jian. Presumably it was obtained when Sun Jian followed Zhang Wen and Zhou Shen conquered Liangzhou.

This Qiang flute is extremely well-made, but it is slightly different from the cave flute of later generations. Originally, this Qiang flute only had five holes, but Sun Ce added another hole to the back according to the style of later generations, which became a common six-hole flute in later generations.

Slowly picking up Changxiao, Sun Ce played a song that he loved in later generations, Guan Shanyue.

The melodious sound of the Qiang flute slowly echoed by the river, the snow particles continued to hit Sun Ce, and the north wind blew the white hairband on Sun Ce's head, which was elegant and sluggish.

Accompanied by Sun Ce's Qiang flute, the song slowly sounded.

Thousands of miles to the Rong machine, Guan Shan Du Ruofei, Shuo Qi passed the golden watch, and the cold light was iron-clad.

It was the drunken crowd and the black-clothed guards on the side, singing and harmonizing.

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