Chapter 52: The Old Wine Gets Heavier

Sit down in the study. Brother Thirteen took out two small jars of wine from a dark compartment on the ground and handed them to me. He smiled and said, "Do you remember this wine?"

I opened the seal and sniffed it. This is exactly the forty-sixth year of Kangxi. Soon after I returned to the palace with Kangxi. The first time I followed the Thirteenth Master out of the palace. The kind that the two of us drank in Brother Thirteen's room. Five years have passed. in the same place. He took out the same wine. It's still the two of us......

Nothing seems to have changed. It's just that the time of drinking has changed. The last time was one night in the autumn of the forty-sixth year of Kangxi. Moonlight and starry sparse ......

This time. It was a noon in the autumn of the fifty-first year of Kangxi. The sun is blazing......

But. It seems that everything is different again.

Then. This Thirteen Masters are on the house. Although it is not a constant stream of people coming and going. But it's definitely a big deal. A bustling city. And now. But it is a decadent Tang Dynasty scene......

Then. The thirteenth master is in his early twenties. There is a bit of youthful frivolity between the eyebrows. And I've just come to this Qing Dynasty from a twenty-five-year-old modern 'girl'. became a thirteen-year-old girl......

Now. He was imprisoned in this house for more than a year. In the end, I was a lot haggard. And me. I'm going to fake my death. Renamed back. The mood is no longer the same......

So to speak. It seems that everything has changed......

I couldn't help but sigh: "People say that things are people, and things are not everything. We're here now. It seems that everything is wrong...... "I held the jar and drank it in a big gulp. The wine was left for another five years. More and more old, more and more intense. The entrance is scorching. Down the throat. Spicy all the way to the 'chest' mouth. Spicy to the stomach. However. But it can leave a piece of sweetness in the mouth. The heat in the stomach, the spiciness, and a touch of sweetness on the tip of the tongue. Quite a few memories of the same 'intertwined' feelings.

The thirteenth brother also took a big sip. He's my dearest brother after all. I understand my short sentence. How many memories are hidden: "I really don't know what to say...... Let's say it's a thing or a person. You said. This wine is still the wine of the past. But it grew stronger. The two of us are still in this room. It's still you and me. It doesn't seem to be human......" he took another sip. Laughing: "But what to say. I'm in this house. It's not what it used to be. The wine is spicier. You changed your name. I'm so down. It seems that there is a bit of a feeling that people are completely out of order......"

He laughed self-deprecatingly. Holding the wine jar and touching me lightly: "It doesn't matter if he is a thing or a person. Or is it unbelievable. You're still my sister anyway. I'm still your brother. Or the two of us. Sit here and drink freely. That's enough."

Yes~ Life in the world. Time doesn't stop waiting for you. So nothing will remain the same. As long as the people you care about are around. And still care about yourself like that. The rest. It's just a little sadness that doesn't matter.

Drink it. Drink this jar of wine well. Savor this jar with a mellow and strong aroma. Raise your head. Drink it happily. Drink this jar of wine with great pride. Let this spicy prick from the mouth 'stimulate' every inch of nerves. Let this heat warm every trace of unease. Let this fierce cleanse every tiredness. There was a slight ache in my stomach. But I want this pain.

What is this pain? My short life. has endured so much loss. So much suffering. There are so many unknown difficulties waiting for me in the future. It's painful. Rather, it's like a comfort. Remind me that I'm alive. I can still drink with my loved ones who love me.

A jar of wine quickly bottomed out. The thirteenth brother smiled and took two more altars.

We talked with each other. Looking at each other with a smile. Feeling the other person by our side is already the greatest joy for us. Where else do you need any extra words?

The wine is gone. I'm going to drink it again. The thirteenth brother smiled and patted me on the shoulder: "Let's drink it next time. You've just come back. It's not good to go back to the palace drunk. It's easy to drop the handle. Let people talk about it."

I nodded. I feel like I'm actually a little drunk. Just leaning on his shoulder. Close your eyes and say, "You don't know. At the time of the steppe. One to night. I just think about it all the time. Forty-seven years old. We rode horses on the steppe. Sing. Drinking......"

"Although I was not free then. But you and the fourth brother are by your side. It's extra reassuring and warm. And I'm free. Unfettered in that vast grassland. You don't have to work hard to intrigue anymore. I think...... Thoughts of rotten bones and heart. I can't be happy......"

Brother Thirteen took my shoulders around me. As if coaxing a small child, he patted gently: "Good boy. Over the years. I'm sorry for you...... It's good to come back. All around us. We're at ease......"

I nodded. Didn't speak again. He was also silent. We just leaned quietly against each other. Sit for a while. I opened my eyes. sighed: "It's time to go back to the palace again."

Brother Thirteen took my hand and stood up. Pinch my face: "Go back. In the future, less fanfare came. I'm a captive now. It's not good for you to come to this place."

"You don't care about this. Naturally, I'll come when I want to come."

I suddenly remembered something. I took off the mutton fat 'jade' hair ornament that Liang Jiugongxin sent to me from my head and put it on the table. Said to the thirteenth brother: "These few pieces. Keep it for your sister-in-law to wear. Don't refuse. Sister-in-law is a housemother in the end. It's a blessing anyway. You are now under captivity. But this year's festival still has to enter the palace to ask for peace. When the time comes. My sister-in-law didn't have any ornaments that she could handle. I can't be laughed at by that guy yet. You don't care. But you should always be worried about your sister-in-law."

Brother Thirteen sighed. Nod and accept. He took me by the hand and walked out. But when I got out of the house, I didn't want him to send it anymore: "Don't send it. You go to accompany your sister-in-law. Just let Steward Li send me out."

"How's that going to work?"

"What's not to do. You also drank a lot. Let's go to my sister-in-law's room and rest for a while."

Brother Thirteen saw me insist. I had to nod. Tell Steward Li to send me.

Walk to the big 'door'. I thought of the two 'squires' who were still kneeling at the door. He frowned and said to Steward Li, "Steward Li. Help me move a chair."

"What does the princess want to do with chairs."

"You don't care about this. Just go and move it. Thank you."

Steward Li answered. Turned around and went to the 'flower' hall where the guests were greeted, and moved a carved 'flower' Taishi chair out. I asked Lan Yue to open the 'door', and beckoned Xiao Shunzi to come in and move the chair to the 'door'. Then he said to Steward Li, "Please go and make me a pot of tea. Then wait here for a while."

Steward Lee doesn't know what I'm going to do. Although I am suspicious, I can't ask more. Just stand at the door. Watch me sit down on a chair in the middle of the big door.