On the night of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, the old year waved goodbye to the new year, maybe even the old man was a little reluctant, and the snow that lasted for a day finally stopped in the middle of the night.

Shen Qingwen, who was dressed in green clothes, carried a pot of wine alone. Sitting outside the study room, he glanced at the book room very resentfully, and Zhao Minmin naturally slept in it. The faintly visible slap mark on his face, Shen Qingwen wondered, what a crime he was guilty of sleeping in his own bed!

I thought I could sleep beautifully tonight, but the reality is always so cruel. As soon as I touched the side of the bed, before I had time to enjoy it, I was slapped by the beauty lying on the side of the bed, and I slapped it out ruthlessly.

Sighing unwillingly under the moon, Shen Qingwen leaned back on the bench. Full of incomprehension and anger, it turned into a sigh, Shen Qingwen was thinking, are all women so strong now.

After taking a sip of wine, he dissipated his sorrow about the moon.

The wind in the middle of the night, blowing on the face, is still a little cool. Shen Qingwen watched as the red lanterns in the study room were blown up by the wind and made a rustling sound. The lights flickered and fell back into place. Under the candlelight, the corridor of the book house has been covered with layers of snow. After another sip of wine, Shen Qingwen recalled this year.

Compared with the previous boring years, this year has brought Shen Qingwen too much fun. He was going to go back to Tianjing Town to recuperate from his injuries, but he met Gu Pingguo by mistake. On Hongguo Mountain, Shen Qingwen went to see his father and mother and the rest of the Shen Mansion again. Gu Shengwang was still as shameless as before, Shen Qingwen rolled his eyes, it was estimated that it was more difficult than getting a dog not to eat shit.

Speaking of dogs, Shen Qingwen has to thank the yellow dog who owes a lot. If it weren't for it, it is estimated that Sister Min Min and herself would not have untied each other's knots in this job.

Looking at the wine jar in his hand, Shen Qingwen remembered the wine seller in the Peach Blossom Forest. The old man has a strong body, and it is not a problem to live another hundred and eighty years. It's just that Shen Qingwen took another sip of wine, and he thought about the peach blossom wine made by the old man. I don't know what method that old thing used, the wine it brewed is so delicious.

The next time I go to the Peach Blossom Forest, I must bring the recipe for winemaking, Shen Qingwen gritted his teeth, he is really hungry for peach blossom wine.

Looking at the vastness of the universe, the Yangtze River is endless.

Seeing the old people of the Shen Mansion again, Shen Qingwen didn't mention how happy he was. Uncle Limo and Su Yang's sister-in-law are still the same as before, flirting and scolding, and putting others aside. It was the old general who made Shen Qingwen feel a little distressed, but now that he thinks about it, maybe this is the life that the old general wants to live.

Free and uninhibited.

These old people could have lived happily in the rivers and lakes. Now the appearance of Shen Qingwen has broken their quiet life and pulled them into this bottomless troubled water.

Isn't it selfish.

The cold wind blew the green robe, and Shen Qingwen asked himself under the stars. Distraught, he didn't know how to answer. Placing the wine jar on the snow, Shen Qingwen gently pushed the door open, and he was ready to go out for a walk.

Standing on the aisle of this deserted academy, these three hundred and sixty book houses, there is a rare flickering light of two book houses.

One is a room that Zhao is worried about, and Shen Qingwen intends to let this room flicker all the time.

In the other room, Shen Qingwen didn't want to know whose it was. has been reading day and night, except for Li Changan, whose brain is burned, it is estimated that there will be no second person in the whole world.

The deep eyes turned to the direction of Li Changan's bookstore, which was an ordinary bookstore inhabited by an ordinary reader.

Shen Qingwen didn't know what Li Changan was thinking, but when he left Zhulu Academy, he must have asked Li Changan a good question.

Li Changan is a great talent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a Qilin talent.

With such people, Shen Qingwen naturally wanted to stay by his side.

But, without exception, Shen Qingwen didn't want anyone to follow him.

After all, he's going to take a path with no tomorrow. On this dark road, walking together, Shen Qingwen didn't know when he would lose another one.

Compared to this, it seems that being alone in the dark is more pleasant than this empty joy.

Just like Zhao is concerned, he was born to care, even if he is dead now, Shen Qingwen will give full play to his last value.

Walking in the cold wind of the night, this young mansion master, who had reached the patio, was shivered by the cold wind in the mundane world. The red lantern in the academy is dangling, and the word blessing outside the lantern is like the smiling face of an evil ghost.

They were laughing at Shen Qingwen and laughing at his hypocrisy.

Trembling all over, Shen Qingwen quickly fled back to his library. When you open the door, you will see the smell of wine. The young mansion master standing in front of the door of the book house unconsciously moistened a little in his eyes.

This princess of Zhao Guo who was sleeping didn't know when she got up. Under this moon, clumsily imitate the movements of his own soju at first. This princess, who has lived in brocade clothes and jade food since she was a child, is now doing such a rough job.

Laugh at her clumsy fire-making and stiff streak movements. Shen Qingwen's previous messy thoughts were swept away. Dressed in green clothes and radiating starlight, he approached Zhao Minmin. smiled and asked her if she wanted to help, and the cute woman in front of her shook her head stubbornly.

What a joke, Zhao Minmin sneered. Since I was a child, I was either praised as a genius or a prodigy. This soju is such a simple thing, why do you need Shen Qingwen's help.

"Sister Minmin, I want to ask you something. Shen Qingwen, who was rare and leisurely, sat next to Zhao Minmin. Smelling the alluring fragrance on its body, he asked the beautiful woman who was making the fire.

Zhao Minmin is in the mood to pay attention to him now, she doesn't understand why this fire is so difficult to rise. She obviously saw that Shen Qingwen used the true yuan to burn easily, she didn't believe in this evil, but she didn't forget to return to Shen Qingwen, "What's the matter?"

"I ...... Isn't it selfish......" Shen Qingwen sighed, looking at the bright moon in the nine heavens, envying the flying immortals to travel proudly in the world, "Zhao Xian is dead, but I still want to use his death to make a fuss." Just like Uncle Li, they can live a happy and stable life, but they were forced back to this life by me. ”

"If you think like this, you really let us down," Zhao Minmin stopped her movements, clapped her hands, and said to Shen Qingwen very seriously: "Zhao Xiang's surname is Zhao, he is the prince of Zhao, even if he dies, he is still the prince of Zhao." Uncle Li, they are the old people of the Shen Mansion. What is the status of the Shen Mansion in your heart, it also occupies the same place in their hearts. Shen Mansion is your home and theirs. So, Shen Qingwen, don't think about it so much. Now you, as long as you think about how to live well, the future of the Shen Mansion is in you. ”

This beautiful woman in red tilted her head under the moon and smiled mischievously, "My future is also with you." ”

Breaking into a smile, Shen Qingwen shook his head with a smile.

Looking at the bright moon, ask the world, how many people can know me.

Retract your gaze and smile, fortunately you're among them.

"Are you cooking this wine?" asked Shen Qingwen with a smile.

Zhao Minmin thought for a while, patted Shen Qingwen on the shoulder, and in the middle of the night, she said mysteriously: "You can be regarded as asking the point." ”

Seeing that she was about to be the shopkeeper, Shen Qingwen couldn't cry or laugh. When the candlelight flickered in the red lantern, Shen Qingwen suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged the lovely woman in front of him. Zhao Minmin is not tall, and standing next to Shen Qingwen is only at his shoulder, and it is easy for Shen Qingwen to pick her up.

Carrying the stupid girl to the swing, Shen Qingwen looked at her red face, and said helplessly: "It's better for me to come, clumsy." ”

The sassy demeanor of the past has been swept away, and now only shyness and stupidity remain. Zhao Minmin only felt that his heart was fluttering and his mind was blank. I don't know why, Shen Qingwen at this time, in her clear eyes, is amazingly handsome.

Blushing, nodding slightly, um, overwhelmed, well-behaved and cute.

Shen Qingwen smiled faintly, turned around and returned to the position where Zhao Minmin was sitting at the beginning. The location is still fragrant, and Shen Qingwen is very skillful in life, setting up pots and cooking wine.

The day is approaching, the grass is frosty and cold, Zhao Wuwu, who is in the border of Zhao Guo, picked up the wine jug in front of him when Shen Qingwen and Zhao Minmin put down the wine glass.

His eyes were as light as water, and the second prince of Zhao State, when the sky was slightly bright, drank a pot full of wine to the hundreds of graves in front of him.

Thousands of chases, but fortunately, he still caught up.

Throwing the empty flask casually and wiping his mouth, the young general picked up a new flask full of wine.

"Brothers, the general has come to see you. Zhao Wuwu smiled warmly, as if there were not cold tombstones in front of him, but a vivid soldier, "The general promised you to take the time to spend the New Year with you." Now the general is here, but you ...... Where......"

The second prince who has never cried since he was a child, even if he was on an expedition to the border back then, he was never moved, but today, in front of this endless tombstone, his eyes are red.

"You are good soldiers, you go into battle to kill the enemy, all of them are charging into battle with me, and you will die for life. The white clothes were stained with sadness, and even the rising sun didn't dare to disturb Zhao Wuwu. After taking a sip of wine, he choked up and said: "But who would have thought, you did not die honorably on the battlefield, but died at the hands of the countrymen who desperately wanted to protect." I know you must be aggrieved, and I'm not puzzled. Why do you have to make sacrifices in the game between kings!

The Great Zhao Kingdom, the world-famous second prince of our time, asked the lonely souls of all parties in this iron-blooded battlefield. The red eyes were closed, and the tears that swirled in the corners of the eyes finally fell.

Ticking, tears poured into the ground, splashing a few memories.

"It's me, Zhao Wuwu, I'm sorry for you. It's my Da Zhao, who owes it to you. ”

He said this with his eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only coldness left in his eyes.

With the first rays of sunshine of the new year, Zhao Wuwu, who was dipped in wine, just drank wine one pot after another.

Standing not far away, next to the carriage, the shadow had no intention of dissuading Zhao Wuwu. In the past few years, from the returned general who has no support from any force in the DPRK and China, to the second prince who is now on par with the contemporary prince, the burden on Zhao Wuwu is too heavy and too heavy.

Today, let Zhao Wuwu be lazy, get drunk, and have time to say hello to this New Year's morning.

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