Chapter 394: Prairie Drunkard
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I don't know how long later, when the sun was setting, the carriage stopped. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Nangong Xiong lifted the thick curtain of the carport, stretched out his head and came in and said, "Sir, we are about to enter the realm of Dogandi." Did you and a few girls come down for a walk, it's evening, and the scenery outside is very good. ”
Yang Qiuchi always loses playing dice, he is dizzy from drinking, and he is being cleaned up by two women and doesn't know how to end up, listening to Nangong Xiong say this, he finally got an excuse, how can he let it go, knelt and climbed a few steps, arrived at Liu Ruobing's side, and gently stroked Liu Ruobing's hair: "Ruobing, are you tired of lying down?" The scenery outside is good, let's go down for a walk, okay? ”
Liu Ruobing had already heard Nangong Xiong's voice, but she felt a little tired in her body, so she said lazily: "You and Yun'er, Hongya, you go, I don't want to move." ”
Yang Qiuchi didn't comply, pouted like a child, pretending to be unhappy, Liu Ruobing sneered: "Look at you, you're all lords, and you still look like a child, that's fine." "Get up. Seeing this, Song Yun'er hurriedly took a silver-white mink shawl and put it on Liu Ruobing.
Yang Qiuchi, Hong Aya and Song Yuner carefully helped Liu Ruobing get out of the car.
"Is there a Dogandhi border ahead?" Yang Qiuchi was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him, in the distance is the continuous snow-capped mountains, half of the sunset face has fallen down the hillside, red and bright, the afterglow dyes the mountains red, dyes the grass red.
The meadows, the rivers, and the cattle and sheep scattered on the meadows were all like a golden veil, and everything was in gold.
Yang Qiuchi took off his boots and ran barefoot on the grass, since there was no snow, the weather was not so cold. Song Yun'er saw Yang Qiuchi running like a child on the grass, and she also took off her boots and ran with Yang Qiuchi. Hong Aya helped Liu Ruobing to stand on the side of the road and looked at the two of them with a smile.
Before he came, Yang Qiuchi had always thought that this place of Duogan was similar to the Gobi Desert, just a barbaric and barren land, however, all this in front of him was far beyond his expectations, and it turned out to be a natural beauty like a paradise.
In the distance, you can faintly see a few scattered dwellings, as well as the temples in the red wall, the distant mountains and the temples, Tibetan dwellings echo as one, in the sunset seems extraordinarily quiet, extraordinarily harmonious.
Not far away, a silver-white stream meanders from the edge of the snow-capped mountain, and the water is gurgling and clear.
Yang Qiuchi discussed with Song Yun'er, ran back, and wanted to help Liu Ruobing go to the creek.
Liu Ruobing broke Yang Qiuchi's hand and said angrily: "You don't need to help, where am I as unbearable as you think?" Now let me ride a horse and gallop for a hundred miles, I will have no problem. "Liu Ruobing's surname is so strong, she is really not used to being cared for by others as if she was taking care of a patient.
Yang Qiuchi still held her arm, smiled hehe, and said, "What do you want?" I'm not helping you. Leaning over, a low voice whispered in Liu Ruobing's ear: "I'm helping the little baby in your belly, that's the lifeblood of the two of us, but we can't miss it at all!" ”
Liu Ruobing smiled, then let him support him, walked through the soft grass, walked to the cool stream, and sat on the ground.
The sun had not yet completely set, and the moon actually poked out a shy brow from the east, and the pale yellow light shone on the snow on the top of the mountain, glowing with a metallic call. The moonlight shone brightly in the corners where it shouldn't be.
The scenery here is so stunning that Yang Qiuchi decided to stay here tonight. Nangong Xiong and other guards were busy setting up tents and collecting firewood for the fire.
Yang Qiuchi put his hand into the stream and probed it, it was cold, it was winter, and this was the water flowing down from the snowy mountain, fortunately, the terrain here was low-lying, and it had not frozen, but it was bitingly cold.
Song Yun'er also reached into the water, she was not afraid of the cold, squinted at Yang Qiuchi, shook her hand, paddled a scoop of water at him, and splashed Yang Qiuchi in the face.
"Good! Come on, you little girl! Yang Qiuchi stroked two scoops back, and Song Yun'er giggled and ran away.
It was dark, the stars were bright, and several bonfires were lit, illuminating the faces of the prairie red.
Yang Qiuchi and Song Yun'er helped Liu Ruobing back to the bonfire. Hong Aya had already spread a few pieces of felt and tiger skin on the grass by the campfire, and after Liu Ruobing sat down, Hong Aya brought a thick and soft fox fur and draped it over Liu Ruobing.
Yang Qiuchi and Song Yun'er sat down next to Liu Ruobing, one left and one right. Red Aya sat beside Yang Qiuchi. Nangong Xiong, Xia Ping and other guards had already put the food and drink in a circle. The other guards also sat down around the campfire.
Such a view, such a moonlight, and the woman you love sitting next to you, this feeling is really pleasant.
Under the moonlight and starlight, everyone drank happily over the bonfire.
Yang Qiuchi was already a little drunk when he was on the road, and after several glasses in a row, he was full of interest, picked up a glass of wine and raised it to Mingyue, and said:
A pot of wine among the flowers,
Drink alone without blind dates.
Raise a glass to invite the bright moon,
The shadow becomes a trio
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"That's not right!" Song Yun'er was already drunk and flushed, and shouted, "What do you mean by drinking alone and having no blind date?" What about me? What about Master? And what about your pretty girl, Red Aya? Isn't it human? Plain hands swiped towards Nangong Xiong and Xia Ping: "And them, are they all wood?" You use Li Bai's poem at this time, although the artistic conception is right, but the number of people is wrong. Penalty for drinking, punishment for drinking! ”
Liu Ruobing smiled: "Yes, Qiu Chiyin is wrong, then he should be punished." ”
"Punishment is punishment! Hehe, as long as the feelings are right, drink him back to back! Yang Qiuchi leaned sideways on Liu Ruobing's shoulder, raised his neck, and drank the glass of wine.
Song Yun'er said: "If you are punished for drinking, you will be punished for chanting again!" ”
Hongyan said: "That's not fair, since the master has punished the wine, it will naturally be your turn to chant poetry, Miss Song!" The beautiful Dan Fengyan turned to Liu Ruobing and said, "Are you right?" Liu Senpai. ”
Liu Ruobing nodded: "That's it, Yun'er can't bully Qiuchi too much." ”
"Hah! I bullied him? It's clear that you, Master, and Hongyan, the stinky girl, are helping him bully me! ”
"What? Can't drink it? Yang Qiuchi used the agitation method.
"Drink it!" Song Yun'er picked up a glass of wine, got up, and pretended to be sad: "Alas~! Who called me the only apprentice of Master Liu, who is the first in the world in martial arts, the master has an order, how dare the apprentice disobey. Alas~! ”
This long sigh caused everyone to laugh.
Song Yun'er looked up at the bright moon in the sky and said:
I want to return with the wind,
I'm afraid of Qiong Lou Yuyu again,
It's cold in the heights,
Dance to figure out the shadow,
How it seems to be in the world.
"Good! I want to go back with the wind! Yang Qiuchi applauded, "Since you chant so well, you should always reward a cup." Turned his head to look at Liu Ruobing: "Right?" If ice. ”
Liu Ruobing smiled and stretched out her white finger and nodded on Yang Qiuchi's forehead: "You have a lot of ghost ideas, since Yun'er just said that we will work together to bully her, if you don't bully her once, you will be ashamed of her words, then Yun'er will have a drink." ”
Song Yun'er pouted her red little mouth: "Eccentric-eyed master!" He looked down at the wine in the glass, "Drink it!" "Drink all the wine in one gulp.
Everyone applauded and cheered, and they all had a drink together.
Yang Qiuchi stretched out his hand and hugged Hong Aya's shoulder: "Hey! Pretty girl, it's time for you to recite poetry! ”
"I~? I don't know how to recite poetry! Hong Aya also drank several glasses just now, and she was already a little overwhelmed, listening to Yang Qiuchi's words, her head was even more dizzy, and she was about to flee when she got up, Yang Qiuchi pulled her back: "Where to go!" No, no! ”
"Master~! Good master~! Spare the red silk, can't I drink yet? ”
"That's fine, then drink three glasses in a row!" Yang Qiuchi took out the rhetoric on the wine field to persuade the wine method.
Hong Aya was startled, now her head is dizzy, and she drank three glasses in a row, but she couldn't get drunk on the spot, and waved her hand again and again to beg for mercy.
Liu Ruobing said with a smile: "I can't chant poetry, I can always sing nursery rhymes, and I can sing nursery rhymes!" ”
"Yes, yes! Sing nursery rhymes! Yang Qiuchi and Song Yun'er both applauded.
Hong Aya was originally thin-skinned, if she said that in front of so many people, she couldn't even say a word, let alone rap nursery rhymes, but now she was a little dizzy, and seeing that Yang Qiuchi's interest was so high, she also had a fun, followed Song Yun'er's example, stood up with a glass of wine, thought about it, and sang:
Big Moon,
Little Moon,
My brother rose up and learned to be a craftman,
Sister-in-law gets up and hits the soles,
The mother-in-law got up and scooped the glutinous rice.
The glutinous rice is fragrant,
Playing gongs and drums to pick up the young lady,
Don't cry, don't cry,
Next year, I will plant glutinous grain for you,
glutinous grain flowering,
Pick you up and eat poop,
glutinous grain seeds,
Pick you up and eat shit.
Hahaha~! Everyone laughed, Hong Aya, such a handsome little girl, sang such a vulgar nursery rhyme, it was unbearable, Song Yun'er laughed and rolled into Liu Ruobing's arms, Yang Qiuchi laughed and rolled on the grass and screamed stomach pain.
Hong Ayana returned to her seat with a red face and a grin, Yang Qiuchi got up from the grass, still laughing: "Red ...... Damask silk...... Hahaha...... It's all ...... Who taught you...... Hahaha~! ”
"When I was in Bazhou, I listened to them sing, and it would be."
"No wonder I think...... Ha ha...... It seems to be...... Nursery rhymes in Sichuan...... Hahaha" Yang Qiuchi laughed breathlessly, and then picked up a glass of wine while rubbing his stomach: "Okay, good!" Nursery rhymes are good nursery rhymes, that is, if you sing them, the effect will be different, hahaha......, come, award you a glass of wine! ”
Hong Aya knew that this glass of wine could not be hidden, and when she saw that Yang Qiuchi was happy, she was also very happy in her heart, so she took a sip and took a breath, and finally drank this glass of wine dry.
(To be continued)