"You don't believe me?" As he spoke, Su Zihao opened the jar of wine.

Sure enough, a strong aroma of osmanthus wine came, and the aroma was overflowing, Duan Yue couldn't help but take two more sips of the aroma of osmanthus wine, giving people a refreshing feeling.

Su Zihao looked proud, "How is it?" When you smell this fragrance, you can't help it. ”

Duan Yue didn't have much research on wine, and he hadn't drunk much in the 22nd century, but the aroma of this wine really couldn't help but make people take two sips.

Su Zihao took out two bowls from the bamboo house, poured a bowl of wine, and put it in front of Duan Yue, "You taste it." ”

Duan Yue picked up the bowl and took a sip, and suddenly a cool fragrance of osmanthus came into his brain, refreshing, and the taste was sweet, which made people forget to return.

"This osmanthus wine doesn't choke your throat, you drink it in a big gulp, so it's sweet." After Su Zihao finished speaking, he also poured himself a bowl and drank it all, with a little pride.

Duan Yue followed Su Zihao's example and drank a large sip of osmanthus wine, which was really sweet.

Su Zihao poured another bowl of wine for Duan Yue, and just like that, the two of you drank a bowl and I drank a bowl of wine.

gave Duan Yue a kind of heroic spirit of a hero who "drank a lot of wine and ate meat", happy and hateful, chic and free.

Soon, the jar bottomed out.

"Huh? It's gone, but it's okay, I still have a lot of altars! Su Zihao got up again and dug out five or six altars under the osmanthus tree and placed them under the bamboo table one by one.

"Hehe, it's really not there now." As he spoke, he poured two more bowls of wine and drank it.

Although the osmanthus wine is sweet and not high, it has a little stamina, and they drink a lot.

The wine was intoxicating, Duan Yue's face was ruddy and slightly drunk, the broken hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind, he looked at Su Zihao in a daze, pointed to his nose and asked, "Su Zihao, you tell me the truth, is this really the wine you brewed?" ”

To be honest, Duan Yue still didn't believe that the little overlord in the imperial capital would make wine.

"Huh~ If you make friends carelessly, you don't even believe me." Su Zihao shook his head, didn't let Duan Yue point at his nose, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Hmph~ I don't believe him, he obviously knows astronomy and geography, is invincible and omnipotent.

Winemaking!?

It's all the little things.

"Do you know my mother?" Su Zihao also asked a little drunk.

"Your mother!? Isn't your mother the Prime Minister's wife? Duan Yue looked at him like a fool.

This guy is not drunk, and he doesn't even know who his mother is!

"You really don't know, my mother! She is famous in the imperial capital, and she is the best at making wine, better than those court winemakers, but my mother rarely makes wine. ”

"At that time, there were many young talents in the imperial capital chasing my mother, and they all lined up several streets." Su Zihao said it with a proud face, extremely serious, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"However, I don't know that my mother fell in love with my father, and actually married him, hum~ My father's temper is so violent that he beats me at every turn, if I hadn't resisted the beating, I wouldn't have survived today."

The more Su Zihao talked about it, the more he felt pitiful!

Duan Yue was thinking, what did Su Zihao Niang like about Prime Minister Su?

Probably...... It's single-minded!

Just imagine, who in this emperor can do it like Prime Minister Su Cheng and marry only one person in his life.

Su Zihao saw that Duan Yue was distracted, and didn't listen to him, so he patted the bamboo table very unhappily, and complained with a hint of dissatisfaction: "You didn't listen to me." ”

Duan Yue came back to his senses, "Listen, listen, you go on." ”

"I suspect that I wasn't born and ...... when I was five years old," Su Zihao gushed endlessly, as well as the messy things he did when he was a child.

made Duan Yue laugh and lay on the bamboo table and couldn't get up.

"Are you afraid of your father?" Duan Yue asked gloatingly.

It may be that the strength of the wine has come up, after all, "wine is strong and intimidating", besides, how can a man be said to be afraid?

"Joke, me! Do you know who I am? The little overlord of the imperial capital, how can he be afraid of my father. Su Zihao said with a hard face.

If Duan Yue hadn't seen Su Zihao hear his father return home, she was so frightened that she hurried home, she almost believed Su Zihao's nonsense.

"Got it, got it, you're not afraid, okay?" Duan Yue responded.

Although Duan Yue was a little dazed, she still knew that Jun Beimo asked her to go home before dinner.

Looking up at the sky, it seemed that the time was not early, and besides, they were out of the city, and they still had to walk a long way to go back, so he said, "Su Zihao, shouldn't we go back." ”

Su Zihao finally found someone to complain, and naturally drank more wine than Duan Yue, and he was already confused at this time.

"Don't go, I won't go home at night, let Old Man Su be anxious, hehe~" At this time, Su Zihao didn't even shout his father, and directly called Prime Minister Su Old Man Su.

"Duan Yue, are you also afraid of Lord Mo?" Su Zihao smiled and asked maliciously.

"I'm not afraid of Jun Beimo!" Duan Yue was excited and said directly that he was not afraid, how could he admit it in front of Su Zihao!

When the wine wakes up, maybe he'll laugh at her for days!

"It's powerful enough, you dare to call Lord Mo by his name directly." Su Zihao gave her a thumbs up.

Duan Yue's heart was instantly satisfied, and he felt a sense of accomplishment, he had been oppressed by Jun Beimo recently and had no human rights of his own.

"Of course, I'm not afraid of him!" After Duan Yue finished speaking, he took another big sip of wine.

It's just that I don't know if this sentence was said to Su Zihao or to himself.

"Come on, come on, let's continue to drink, if we don't get drunk today, we won't return, hehe~" Su Zihao poured another bowl of wine for Duan Yue.

Soon, the five or six jars of wine also bottomed out.

"Duan Yue, I'll tell you the truth, I lied to you just now, in fact, I'm very afraid of my father."

"I knew that...... Shh~ Let me tell you, in fact, I am also afraid of Jun Beimo. Duan Yue stretched out a finger, put it on his mouth, and whispered, as if he was afraid of being heard.

"Hey, hey~" The two grinned at the same time, a little tacitly.

It seems that at this moment... These two people are really drunk.

"You say, why are you afraid of Lord Mo, isn't he very good to you? Didn't hit you. Su Zihao's eyes were confused, and he asked stupidly.

"He didn't beat me, but he told me to get up when I was ready." Duan Yue said with some indignation.

"When the time comes! Do you know the time? Sometimes it's not even dawn, so let me get up. Duan Yue said it to Su Zihao again.

seems to be afraid that Su Zihao will not hear clearly, and emphasize that it is the time; It seems to be accusing Jun Beimo of being bad.

"Also, also, he also asked me to copy the book, let me memorize the "Warring States Policy", "Analects", "Women's Ring", ......" Duan Yue counted with his fingers for a long time, as if he hadn't finished counting, and finally gave up.

Regarding the physical pain, Su Zihao believes that the mental torture is even more painful.

So Su Zihao was a little sympathetic, "You are so pitiful! ”

"Do you know Boya and Zhongzi, where to find a soulmate at the end of the world, hehe~ You still understand me, I'm so pitiful, like a little cabbage in the ground." Duan Yue hugged Su Zihao's shoulders, looking like a good brother.

Although he didn't know what Duan Yue said or what the little cabbage was, he understood the sentence "You still understand me", and couldn't help grinning stupidly.

"Tell you, Jun Beimo, that person is stingy and venomous, he still ......" Duan Yue suddenly shuddered, puzzled, why is it a little cold?