Jia Qi chuckled, naturally understood the meaning of Xiang Yang's mouth, he knew the temperament of the five sons in the house well, knew that Xiang Yang was simple-minded, reckless in trouble, and his feelings for Ziwei were very complicated, I am afraid that sometimes he himself could not distinguish his true thoughts and feelings. (Just go to the Pen Fun Pavilion)

From Fu Bo's mouth, he learned that the purpose of Xiang Yang's entry into the mansion was to revitalize the Xiang family. Since then, he has paid special attention to Xiang Yang, and found that he likes to run behind Ziwei, weaving some gadgets to coax her often, and deliberately currying favor with Ziwei, Ziwei is indeed good to him, and also rewards him with some good things.

He happily held some bottles and cans, showing off in front of the son, and was so angry that the other sons were red-eyed.

At that time, Xiang Yang was high-spirited, triumphant, and different. was favored by the county lord, and his status in the mansion was thriving, second only to him.

Later, there were some accidents, so that he was accompanied by a blow, the awakened crape myrtle was different from the original, Xiang Yang lost the favor of crape myrtle, and his status in the house began to decline, the son who had been ridiculed by him, took the opportunity to bully him, he was snubbed by the county lord, was blinded by people, and his heart was extremely depressed, until now he doesn't know why he fell out of favor.

From love to hate, there was a complaining emotion against her, the knot between them had not been untied, and now there was an uninvited guest, and Yueyue was between them, making their relationship worse, and even more embarrassing, Xiang Yang was reluctant to come to her for a long time to say hello to her.

He sat in the chariot, and saw Xiang Yang riding a tall horse all the way to the chariot, so he guessed that he wanted to come in and chat with the county lord to improve their relationship, but in the end he never had the courage to open the curtain and enter, and only after the laughter in the chariot stopped, he came to talk to him.

"Wine can relieve worries and fatigue, toast to the son, today we are not drunk and do not return." Seeing Xiang Yang holding the wine jug and drinking it all in a few sips, Hunt Qi had a suspicious flush on his face. So he opened another box, and in it was a jar of good wine, and he picked up the jar and struck it at the low table, shaking it a little.

Xiang Yang's eyes lit up, he threw the empty wine jug out of the window, picked up the wine jar and shook it, his face showed joy, he couldn't wait to uncover the red velvet cloth, and the car was filled with the fragrance of wine, Xiang Yang praised: "Smell the fragrance and know the wine, good fragrance, good wine, good wine." Childe, when did you treasure a jar of good Du Kang wine. ”

A pure fragrance overflowed, and he picked up the wine jar and poured it violently, and it tasted good in his throat. The cellar aroma was rich, sweet and pure, and he choked on it so much that he coughed a few times.

"Childe, this wine is strong, soft and fragrant, mellow and luscious, with a long aftertaste, Du Kang wine should be tasted slowly." Hunt Qi smiled gently, took out two large bowls, held the wine jar and poured wine into the bowls, and a stream of wine fragrance raged into the tip of his nose, spreading into his heart, and there was a faint aroma of wine floating in the car.

Xiang Yang looked down and saw the big bowl, saw that the wine in the cup was pure and transparent like a mirror, looked at the reflection in the cup, saw the shaking shadow, flashed a pair of slender hands, and the scene of Hunt Qi holding a pair of small feet just now appeared in his mind, and he vaguely saw a pair of jade feet like jade, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

A drunken image begins. His eyes inadvertently fell on the embroidered shoes on the ground, and the vinegar in his heart surged, and the wine entered his throat, losing the mellow taste just now, the sweet taste of the import, and the refreshing taste of the throat.

He brushed away Hunt Qi's hand, picked up the wine jar and drank it in a big gulp.

"Xiang Gongzi, you'll get drunk if you drink like this."

"It's good to be drunk. It's good to be drunk, it's good to be drunk and don't know anything. Xiang Yang struggled and took a big sip of the wine jar, the wine trickled down the corner of his mouth, he reached out and wiped it, and burped.

He just wants to get drunk and forget everything.

In front of this little woman, he touched the wall several times, worn out his youthful nature, and smoothed the sharp edges and corners of his fledgling. I was full of hope to be appreciated by her, but after she woke up, everything changed, I don't know if she had changed, or he had changed, everything had changed.

Turned beyond recognition, he didn't know her anymore, and she had forgotten all his past to her. And he was in his own court, and exchanged the silver for wine.

The entrance of the wine, the aroma of the wine soaked the teeth, and the sorrow in the heart responded to the sentence that people drink water, and they know their own warmth and coldness. He found the best way to vent: drinking.

He was willing to put all his sorrows in the wine, and to get hungover in the place where the wine smelled good. Year after year, day after day, I seek liberation.

Suddenly, he had a feeling of the vicissitudes of old age, and he said sullenly in a suppressed voice: "Qi Gongzi." Wine. ”

"Xiang Gongzi, drink less, so as not to get drunk."

"It's good to be drunk, it's good to be drunk. I just want to buy drunk. Xiang Yang's voice is full of vicissitudes.

Instead of revitalizing the Xiang family, carrying the mission of the family, and working hard for his own glory and wealth, he is willing to be a husband and servant, it is better to be happy in the wine.

"Qi Gongzi, do you accept your fate? You are so talented, how can you be willing to be the husband of the county lord, I still can't figure it out. ”

Hunt Qi's gentle eyes fell on Xiang Yang's face, and he saw that his face was distorted, and a pair of big round eyes showed a blank expression. He understood that he was now entangled in fate.

He looked calm and asked him rhetorically: "Do you believe Xiang Gongzi?" ”

"I didn't believe it, but now I do. Childe, I'm so tired of living, I'm so tired of living. Xiang Yang hugged the wine jar and muttered to himself.

yes, it's all fate after all.

If a person pins his fate on another person, then he must live a very tired life. He wants the prince to support his family, so that his family has a place in the status of the rivers and lakes, and if he wants to get the support of the prince, he must be favored by the county lord. And the county lord is no longer what it used to be, and it seems that he wants to get benefits from the county lord, and I am afraid that it is far away.

He put his hand into his arms, carrying the family letter in his arms, and now he was very afraid to see the family letter, seeing the family letter was like seeing his father's expectant eyes, he was afraid to see the hope in his father's eyes, and this expectation was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

My father never cared if he was doing well in the house and whether his life was going well? His heart will always be only thinking about the revival of the Xiang family. My father's biggest long-cherished wish in this life is to see the revitalization of the Xiang family in his lifetime, so he will be blind when he dies.

A few days ago, my father asked someone to bring a letter from home, telling him to serve the county lord well.

In just a few words, he can figure out his father's intentions, and his father is blaming him for not fulfilling his responsibilities to the family, and until now he has died down, and the prince has not made any moves, and intends to support the family. His father was very disappointed in him, and guessed that his performance in the mansion was not satisfactory and did not win the favor of the county lord.

This is an outcome that my father does not want to see.

Xiang Jia took refuge in a remote place, recuperated for a long time, Xiang Jia wanted to make a difference, it was time to wait, and he wanted to fly high.

When the Xiang family rises, it is when he returns with honor, and as a hero of the Xiang family, he will usher in a warm welcome from the top and bottom of the Xiang family.

Now, except for the square inch of the bamboo fence hut, resting in the square inch of the land, exchanging the only moon silver for wine, hiding in the hut to become a unity, drinking wine to comfort himself, there is no shadow of the county lord in his dreams. In the past, he hugged the county lord and me, chatted about happy topics, and took the county lord to fly a kite, and the county lord slapped happily: "Hahaha, it's fun." The scene will never be found again.

He is now alone, he has not even touched the county lord's hand, where will he get the county lord's love, providence makes people, when he is most unsatisfactory, a hydrangea ran out and smashed into his heart like a thorn, making him even more evasive.

People who have never known sorrow and suffering, and show people with a sunny and smiling face, are now full of thoughts, borrowing wine to drown their sorrows, and they are even more sorrowful.

He opened a pair of big round eyes, and wrote the word "fortune telling" on the low table with his hand dipped in wine, indicating that he now wants to tell fortunes and see what his fate is.

"Hehehe, I have always been not afraid of heaven and earth, what can trap Xiang Gongzi, I actually believe the nonsense of a blind fortune teller." Hunt Qi looked at the disappearing handwriting on the low table, with the taste of jokes, to dispel the unhappiness in his heart due to the bitterness in his heart.

Xiang Yang sat on a low stool, his hair was tied with a hairband at will, he drank hot and drunk, took off the black robe on his body, revealing a loose robe inside, unbuttoned a few buttons on the collar, and the delicate skin was exposed from the collar, smooth and delicate, and a few drops of wine rolled down on his chest, adding a bit of boldness.

Xiang Yang squinted slightly and looked at the very neatly embroidered shoes placed on the ground, his heart was full of vinegar, and the wine lost the soft taste of the wine when it entered his throat, and the soft taste was mixed with a trace of bitterness: "I miss the time when the sons were together in the past, but unfortunately everything can't go back to the past." Maybe it's time for us to break up. ”

Fragments echoed in my mind, and in the small wine shop full of wine, several sons talked about wine.

In the moonlight, a lonely and lonely figure wandered under the cold moon, Cao Gongzi carried wine and asked him to enjoy the moon and drink, and the drink became three people.

On a summer night when the cicadas were singing, when he was tormented by the heat, the water boy came and invited him to go down to the lotus pond to swim to drive away the heat.

"Xiang Gongzi, when did you learn to tell fortunes? Then please do a hexagram, why did the emperor send the county lord to Liancheng. Jia Qi glanced at the lonely Xiangyang and chuckled. Elegantly raised his hand to fill the bowl with wine, and very skillfully changed the topic, lest he always remember the scene just now, and his heart felt lonely.

Xiang Yang is addicted to alcohol, and he touches the bowl with Hunt Qi again and again to drink to the bottom, the two of them drank two jars of good wine in a row, the wine can really relieve worries, and Xiang Yang temporarily forgot about the unhappiness just now, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the conversation clip opened and gushed endlessly.

"Qi Gongzi, you are really joking, such a problem has been thrown to me, who doesn't know the unpredictability of the holy will? We are all ordinary people, how dare we guess the divine will? Xiang Yang opened a pair of red eyes and slapped the bowl, not knowing the meaning of his words. Ask him in turn.

The evil men of the county lord:

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