Chapter 39: Telling Stories at the Flower Viewing Banquet {1}
This beautiful man didn't appreciate it, but was teased by a beautiful man. (Just go to the Pen Fun Pavilion)
Bai let his subordinates watch a play that didn't want silver.
Xiang Yang smiled heartlessly, Hunt Qi sat there waiting to watch the play, the shape of the wood carving became cooler and cooler, and the two husbands and servants did not show up, and they didn't know what medicine was sold in the stuffy gourd.
Depressed, these are all a group of black-bellied husbands!
Xiang Yang smiled toothlessly, without eyes and without heart and lungs, leaning forward and backwards, he pointed to the back of his head and smiled without any grace: "County Lord, what kind of game are they playing, why are they posing like this?" It's funny, it's funny. ”
At this time, the leaves moved slightly, and a breeze brought a rich aroma of wine.
Xiang Yang took a deep breath: "Good wine" couldn't help but shout: "You kid, why don't you get off the horse." Quickly bring your osmanthus stuffed flowers and satisfy your cravings. ‘
Hunt Qi Xin's long body leaned on the back of the chair, the elegant white robe was worn by him with an elegant and noble temperament, he squinted his warm eyes slightly, his face showed a confident look of everything in his hands, a pair of black eyes looked at Xiang Yang, and told him meaningfully: "Don't call for effort, only the county lord can help you get wine." ”
Xiang Yang turned his eyes to look at the county lord, the county lord was full of displeasure, the red lips were pouting, a pair of clear big eyes flashed with flames, and suddenly his impulse turned invisible, dispelling the begging of the county lord, he moved his lips again and again, and finally did not say a word, and bowed his head and drank violently.
The maid next to him hurriedly poured him wine, Xiang Yang drank quickly, the maid poured it urgently, sometimes the wine spilled, and hurriedly found a rag to go to the table, Xiang Yang sprinkled his anger on her body, and glared at her impatiently: "Clumsy, I can't pour a wine, even the master is not good to serve, how does Mama usually teach you, and I don't care what you do." ”
The maid was at a loss for what to do, and the more anxious she became, she spilled the wine on the table. With a slap from the "horn", he threw it towards the sun, and the maid's face immediately showed a red five-finger mountain. One of the grievances is not: "Childe is sorry." Be careful next time. "I hurriedly found a rag and wiped the wine off the table.
Hunt Qi asked the maid to retreat, patting him on the shoulder to appease Xiang Yang, who couldn't bear his temperament: "Why do you sprinkle it on your subordinates when you have air, and provoke the jokes of your subordinates, don't worry, there will be wine to drink." ”
The aroma of wine came to his nose, and Xiang Yang, who was slightly relieved, finally couldn't hold it back, he slapped the table and stood up, and a wave of anger surged up: "Who are you playing, quickly bring your osmanthus wine, otherwise, I will not be polite." Don't toast or drink. ”
Ziwei looked at his back and was very depressed: there is no good banquet, and there is no good wine, which is clearly coming at her and giving her a dismount.
The subordinates slowly saw a little bit of abnormality, all of them were too frightened to make a sound, how dare the subordinates of the master do a lot of things, if they are not careful, they will be slapped like that maid, this slap is still light, if they are punished by other sons, it may be even heavier. Therefore, they did not say a word, just bowed their heads and made a sound, occasionally and occasionally secretly looked at the county lord intentionally or unintentionally.
The flowers are treacherous in the banquet, and there are really some weirdness in this dismount!
What a shape this is. Why is it suspected that Avanti ......?
No, Avanti is riding a donkey, playing musical instruments, and singing, and his appearance may be ...... image of Avanti in the early days?
Ziwei's mind flashed with inspiration, her big clear eyes flashed with a light that seemed to devour the black curtain on the back of her head, she raised her hand and rested on the table, stretched out her white slender fingers from her wide sleeves, and gently tapped on the tabletop.
The depression and anger in her eyes were gradually replaced by intelligence, she raised her head slightly, looked at Hunt Qi, and saw a knowing smile in her velvety dark eyes that knew everything.
His bright eyes flashed with charming charm, and a wave of pride washed away the indifference in his heart, and somehow a trace of approval hung on his lips. Gone in a flash.
Ziwei quickly caught the fleeting approval, raised her eyebrows and smiled, the light smile was like a lotus flower after the rain, which was unusually elegant and fresh, so that Jia Qi, who had been paying attention to him, was in a flutter.
Ziwei comforted Xiangyang softly: "Don't worry, I'll tell you the story of Avanti, after listening to the story, you will have a drink." ”
Xiang Yang was overjoyed, the depression and anger on his face dissipated, and he raised his sunny round face to look at Ziwei and couldn't help but be happy: "I know that the county lord has a way, tell it quickly, what story has such a miraculous effect that can make the iceberg melt." ”
Ziwei raised her eyebrows and smiled: "There is a person named Avanti, he has a goatee, a hooked nose, small round eyes, a head wrap around his head, a small hat, a musical instrument in his hand, riding a little donkey to travel around, he loves to take care of the injustices of the world, and likes to hug the injustices. ”
She paused deliberately at this point, glanced at her back, and saw that her back shook slightly, and the smile on her lips deepened: "Once Avanti was cultivating land in the suburbs, the king passed by and asked him what he was doing, and he told the king to plant gold, and the king took out two gold coins suspiciously and handed them to Avanti to plant together, and we divided them equally at the time of harvest."
"Wait, can gold be planted? Will the king believe it? Xiang Yang opened a pair of big round eyes suspiciously, don't look at his face, his face is full of question marks?
Hunt Qi's black eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand, took the pot to himself a cup of tea, after the tea was full, he calmly picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, the tea turned around in his mouth, and swallowed it slowly, until he felt the bitter fragrance left between his lips and teeth, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, slowly closed his eyes, the white jade teacup slowly turned in his hand, and the turning teacup revealed a trace of his emotions.
Ziwei winked at him, unhurriedly, gently knocked on the table, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake from the long strip table with her white slender fingers, put it in her mouth elegantly, and chewed it carefully, until Xiang Yang's face flashed impatiently, she swallowed the osmanthus cake and said slowly: "The king believed Avanti's words, and when the lord Avanti came to the palace and told the king, two gold coins grew twenty gold coins, I left ten and gave ten to the king, and the king happily gave the gold coins to Avanti again, let him plant them, and divide them equally next time." ”
Xiang Yang's eyes widened, and he was a little surprised: "How can there be such a miracle, I only heard that gold is used for investment, and gold gives birth to gold, and I have never heard that planting gold can give birth to gold, and businessmen all over the world know the trick of making gold, so why do you need to do business?" Wouldn't it be better to just take a shortcut and make a fortune? ”
Hunt Qi's eyes opened slightly, and he glanced at Xiang Yang with a smile: "How can it be as simple as you think." He turned his face and stared at her with an unpredictable expression.
Ziwei turned her face away and looked at the young man in black sitting motionless on the horse, the horse swimming gracefully, flicking his tail and swatting the flies on the horse's back.
"Avanti came to the palace empty-handed, and told the king that because of the drought, the king's fifty gold coins plus his twenty gold coins, a total of seventy gold coins, had died of drought."
Xiang Yang laughed, and just took a sip of wine in his mouth, and couldn't help but squirt out of his mouth, splashing onto the edge of the table and flowing down the corner, wetting the corner of the bright red robe.
Ziwei hurriedly pulled out a snow-white embroidered silk handkerchief from the wide sleeves of her robe, and Qianqian's fingers pinched the silk handkerchief and handed it to him: "Slow down, don't worry, the good show is ahead." ”
Xiang Yang took the silk handkerchief and wiped the wine on his robe, and couldn't help but smile: "It's nonsense, how can gold die of drought?" County Lord, don't go around in circles, where did that Avanti get the gold, tell me quickly, I'm a straight intestine, and I don't have so many twists and turns. With that, he took the silk handkerchief into his arms.
Xiaomei cleverly found a rag, leaned over and wiped the wine on the table, while pricking up her ears to listen, wiping and wiping, her hand left the table, and subconsciously wiped it in the air
Ziwei raised her eyebrows, a hint of teasing appeared in her eyes, and patted Xiaomei's hand, Xiaomei realized that she was too focused and forgot her shape, and she unconsciously wiped the table again, only to hear the county lord say into her ear: "It's in the hands of someone who has no money to buy wine." “
Xiaomei cried out in disbelief: "Where in the world is there such a good person who can help the poor?" ”
Xiang Yang couldn't help laughing, and praised: "What a good man who robs the rich and helps the poor, I just admire such a good man, county lord, can you introduce such a true man to me." “
The glow of the sun penetrated through the trees and sprinkled on Hunt Qi's handsome features, making his face even more gentle and soft, adding a deep thought under the cover of gentleness and softness.
The body of the young man in black shook, and a rich aroma of wine diffused in all directions.
"Fate Stone" is wonderful. I created a colorful cherry blossom viewing feast for my friends.
Guess what will happen to the story at the flower viewing feast? Can the county lord eliminate misunderstandings and grievances with her husband and servant whom she hasn't seen for eight years through a flower viewing banquet?
For results: See the following chapters.
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