The origin of Sifeng rice wine in later generations is Fengqiao Ancient Town, Zhuji, Zhejiang.

In the Ming Dynasty, the most authentic place of origin naturally belongs to the Xinwangfu of the Jingshi.

After all, in this palace, there lives the heroic spirit of the young general from Guanning, Liaodong, and his closest comrades-in-arms and personal guards are also stationed here.

In order to fulfill the last wish of that young Yingjie before his death - to protect our Xinwang.

When the queen of the dynasty changed her way to find steps to let people pass the word, of course Chongzhen couldn't put up a shelf anymore.

He handed over the big fat son to Zhou Yuhuang's arms, asked Huang Xiaoyi, who was guarding in the courtyard, to fill a pot of wine, and took Shen Lian to the gate of King Xin's mansion, and Yuan Qi and others spontaneously protected it.

In order to prevent the recurrence of such a strange thing as "assassination on the street", these young veterans from Liaodong were all dressed in thick armor and walked sonorously.

This armor is called cloth armor, and it is enclosed like a tank covered with iron sheets, and it can protect Shigejin, the king of letters, very well.

Huaxia clothes are never like wearing modern short sleeves on the body. It is beautiful and generous, and the steps are slightly complicated, which fully shows the aesthetics and respect of Chinese people for clothing.

Body armor, cloth belts, armpit guards, heart goggles, ring arm armor, leggings, helmets, and weapons, like warriors incarnated by the gods, are mighty.

As His Royal Highness King Xin of the Ming Dynasty, Chongzhen naturally has his own set, not only has super high defense, but also is very charming with golden light, if you wear it and walk on the street of Jingshi, it is definitely a beautiful scenery.

It's a pity that he doesn't like to wear it, after all, it's really shameful, and it's easy to make people jealous.

If you go to the battlefield, it is easy to become a special hunting target for those post-gold shooters.

From entering the Beijing Division to today, these Guanning teenagers have followed Chongzhen on the new battlefield, although there is no gunsmoke, but they have experienced many waves of doubts.

Thanks to the fact that culture is still in the hands of a few, everyone has put themselves in a new role. Don't say that those who are loyal and almost stupid, even Yuan Qi, who is a little smarter, will not have the slightest idea of exposing such stupidity.

After all, who doesn't desire from the dragon's work? What is the reason why the big guy joined the Guanning Army and fought with his life to protect the last narrow piece of land in Liaodong from being invaded by the Houjin? Isn't it just to leave a space to survive?

Chongzhen has always believed that among all the friends around him, except for Wu Sangui, no one will betray him.

The key is that this kid who is used to waiting for a price to sell is not the kind of person who will betray his friends for the sake of profit, as long as the interest is inclined to him.

When the noon gate arrived, the tiger and the black bear were still standing here, so that the ill-intentioned people who entered the palace through this gate were terrified, and each time they greeted the two with shy faces.

The two kings naturally ignore each other, at most they raise their eyelids and glance at them.

Those who are very few who walk upright and sit upright are worthy of their hearts. Strange to say, whenever these people passed by without squinting their eyes, the tiger and the black bear would open their mouths and roar low, as if to say hello.

But even so, no one dared to approach these two.

Only when I saw Chongzhen, the king of faith, the huge two would stand up and welcome him.

The tiger lifted its thick crotch and happily flicked its tail like a steel whip, and the frequency was still very high.

This movement of shaking his head and tail made Chongzhen feel speechless, and said secretly: "It must have been the second dog who broke it." ”

The most helpless thing is that with such a huge body, no matter how old he is, he always likes people to stand up, put his two front paws on his body like he did when he was a child, and step on two footprints.

Fortunately, the weight is strong enough to not be pushed down by it.

The way a black bear expresses anger is a person standing up and beating his chest, a way of expressing grievance is a person standing up and beating his chest to express joy, or a person standing up and pounding his thick chest......

Shigezhen looked at these two partners who had been friends since their youth, who were fierce on the outside but 10,000 times purer and better on the inside, and smiled melancholy.

He suddenly missed the warm scene of nesting in the mountains with his adoptive father when he was a child, missed the time with Xu Wenchang in the Far North Forest to surpass the limits of the human body, and missed the free and beautiful days in the Guanning Army.

Compared with these days, the palace life of King Shin, who seems to be in a high position, is simply aggrieved to the point of outrageousness.

"The high places are not cold, and the ancients are honest and do not deceive me. However, can I only play the role of licking the dog? No! Lao Tzu never! ”

Chongzhen suddenly understood why Wei Zhongxian became so hysterical after realizing that his power was threatened. But he also felt that he was fundamentally different from Quan Eunuch.

He is not greedy for power, not at all.

As long as the world is peaceful, the people of all countries and ethnic groups get along well, and there is not so much self-interest in the hearts of human beings, and thus there is not so much bitterness, he doesn't mind taking his wife and children to find a deep mountain and old forest, and cultivate and read for generations.

As long as someone can be 100% sure that Houjin will not enter the customs, the land of China will not need to be poisoned by barbaric iron hooves, the Chinese people will not need to experience the pain of "shaving their hair and making it easy to wear", and the Han family will not be complacent.

Then he is not unable to let go of the obsession in his heart, and from now on stay away from temples and rivers and lakes.

But is it possible? Impossible!

The most tragic and indignant thing in this world is not that "I don't offend anyone, but people offend me", but that when people offend me, I am powerless to resist, have nowhere to redress my grievances, and no one administers justice for me.

"The horseman is angry and blood is splashed five steps, and the emperor is angry and the blood is flowing and drifting! Why do you need someone else to do justice! ”

Chongzhen often uses this to encourage himself. What he hated most was the crying of his loved ones when they were hurt.

Even if you are angry and revengeful, blood is splashed in five steps, and you can't beat others but are killed by others, it is much, much better than this kind of cowardly behavior.

Chongzhen held the sword of "Ruqin", and once again passed through the palace and palace gates, and came to the door of Yangxin.

Ergou had already felt his breath, but instead of standing up to welcome him, he was still lying on the ground.

It doesn't like to block the middle of the road like other big yellow dogs, but chooses a corner of the palace wall, where the sun can shine, and squats silently.

Its tiger-headed tiger-headed and dog-mouthed silent roaring posture is becoming more and more kingly, but the only thing that destroys this majesty is probably the burnt dog hair that has not completely faded.

"In this world, a tiger lives like a dog, and a dog has the king of tigers." Chongzhen sighed with emotion, squatted down and touched Ergou's head.

Ergou arched his body with his huge head, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Chongzhen knew that Ergou was still the second dog, and since he identified himself as the owner, everything it does now is for others to see, all to protect its eldest brother - he, Huang Chongzhen from Liaodong.

Chongzhen felt that its interest was not very high, so he looked at Shen Lian and said, "What's wrong with it?" ”

Shen Lian said: "You weren't there last night, Brother Dog didn't sleep all night, and he patrolled all night. ”

"Okay, hard work, brother, you can catch up on sleep first."

Chongzhen stroked the head of the second dog, and then got up and entered the heart cultivation gate.

Looking at the thatched cottage in the corner where the sun first shone in the sun, Chongzhen took a deep breath and followed the cobblestone road that he had paved himself to the outside of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

The door of the temple was open, and Apocalypse sat in the hall wrapped in a thick robe, looking at him innocently.

Chongzhen's heart softened for no reason, sighed lightly, and stepped into the temple.

Apocalypse's wife is really good, she actually wrapped Chongzhen's favorite dumplings with her own hands, and there are even leek fillings, and I don't know where the queen cut the leeks in this cold winter.

Chongzhen was not polite at all, and when he bit into it, all the juice of the stuffing bubbled up in his mouth, and his lips and teeth were fragrant.

Thirty imperial sisters-in-law hand-wrapped huge dumplings into the stomach, all the negative emotions were squeezed out of the body by warm and delicious food.

Chongzhen also stretched out his finger and flicked them, bouncing them out of the clouds.

Apocalypse only ate the third, and there was still half of it on the chopsticks, looking at Chongzhen's unfinished look, he subconsciously pushed his plate over, and said like a brother and friend when he was very young: "You haven't eaten enough, have you?" To give! Brother Huang is still here, Brother Huang has a small appetite, you are still growing your body, eat more! ”

Chongzhen was also not polite, and stopped him one by one, but he didn't eat them all, but left two for the apocalypse.

Empress Zhang chewed slowly and accompanied the brothers to eat two, and then looked up at this and that, as if she was looking at the dumplings that she had eaten into her stomach.

Si Feng old wine from the wine gourd into a brown and red waterfall poured into the cup, the apocalypse index finger moved, before the wine line was fully filled, the glass was raised, so that a little old wine spilled on the table.

Chongzhen didn't have the habit of licking the table, and neither did Apocalypse, so he touched the cup with Chongzhen with a smile.

The brown-red Sifeng old wine reflects the faint morning light that shines through the window paper, which looks very charming.

After scalding it with boiling water, it tastes unique.

The apocalypse "squeaked" and poured it into his mouth, and after tasting it carefully, he was willing to swallow it into his stomach, warming his stomach that had already begun to rejuvenate, only to get carried away and show an unfinished expression, and was lightly glared at by Queen Zhang, and laughed awkwardly.

Chongzhen raised his head slightly and drank the warm old wine in the small wine glass, ate it into his stomach along the taste buds on his tongue, and said with a smile: "When did the imperial brother develop the habit of drinking morning wine?" ”

Empress Zhang, who rarely interjected, said angrily: "I learned it very early, so I hid it from you." ”

Tianqi smiled awkwardly: "Just one cup, one cup in the morning, and a little more at noon and evening, the imperial doctors are allowed." ”