"Joining" by wine swallowing the North Sea
Attack: Cheng Hanliang
Accepted by: Li Langyu
The setting is half-hearted, and some of the plot settings will be different from the background of the times.
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On the 16th day of the first month, it snowed heavily and turned Peiping white.
Cheng Mansion has been in a state of panic since last night. When people came in and out with hot towels, the smell of medicine in the kitchen drifted into the front hall. With the lights on, no one dared to go to sleep.
Yue Qiao was a girl hired three days ago. She stayed up all night and couldn't help yawning. She asked the person next to her, "Is the uncle still kneeling outside?" It attracted Butler Zhang's stare. She retracted her neck shiveringly and hurriedly stepped back to the kitchen. After a while, the medicine pot made a bubbling sound of "gulugulu", Yue Qiao looked at her eyes, turned off the fire, carried the pot, and put it into the bowl, her hands and feet were very quick. There was a layer of hoarfrost on the window. She took a dry cloth and wiped it off. After gradually becoming clear, she saw the figure of Qingjun kneeling in the snow. Bai Xuzi fell on the person. The clothes were thin, even a leather robe. No one helped deliver.
Cheng Hanliang sat on the carved mahogany chair, his eyes were closed, and he didn't say a word. Butler Zhang looked outside the house, and then sent someone to ask about the situation in the back room. In the end, with a heart of Zhan Zhan, he tentatively asked the master: "Fourth Master, the snow is about a foot deep outside, or..."
"How's the young lady?" Cheng Hanliang cut off the conversation, didn't open his eyes, his stern face was covered with a layer of frost.
"The fever is gone, but I haven't woken up yet."
"Then let him continue to kneel. When the lady wakes up, he will wake up."
With the order, the crowd did not dare to make a sound. Yue Qiao looked out in distress, remembering an old saying in the village, that the son-in-law who came to the door was let the wind blow, and it was really pitiful.
Li Langyu was helped into the room after breakfast. All night, his knees were not soaked in the slush, and he was so cold that he didn't know the pain. The servants who waited on came out of Cheng Lan's room in a wave, and they kept busy. The family doctor prescribed a few pills without saying a word.
Miss Cheng's uncle fell ill one after another, which made the young girls talk about cooking and eating melon seeds. It is said that the young lady fell into the water and the uncle was related, so the fourth master Cheng was furious. It made a few people want to listen, but the older ones hurriedly stopped the discussion and called them to work.
Li Langyu was lying on the bed on his side, the mattress was folded two layers, the quilt was stuffed with fleece, and hot water was applied to his face, his lips regained blood, and he seemed to be well taken care of. It is the principle of the Cheng family that punishment does not amount to human life. As for the rest, it's fine.
In the first month of the first month, Peiping looks like a smiling tiger, taking over the long blade of the cold wind in the midst of the roar of gongs and drums, and slashing the lifeline with a knife, only to see the warm blood.
Li Langyu didn't think he was going to die, but it was much more painful than when death was, and it wasn't that he didn't experience it. His eyes were half-closed, his head was dizzy, and he struggled to open his throat to call for someone, but there was no answer. Later, he simply gave up, folded his arms, his body trembled, and forced himself to sleep.
Winter nights are the hardest. Li Langyu was awakened by the coldness several times. He tugged at the quilt with one hand, but couldn't grasp the edge. Half of his body was shaking from the cold, and he was wrapped in the quilt and curled up in a ball, like a dying in winter. White deer.
Half-dreaming and half-awakening, he suddenly found a hot spot, as if a dead tree was in the rain, he leaned over unconsciously, and his whole body quickly softened. It was freezing cold outside and snowing heavily in the city, but at this moment, it was the bright and bright early spring here again.
Cheng Hanliang hugged him, kissed his eyebrows, the corners of his lips, and his smooth neck. The clothes on his upper body were completely stripped off, leaving only the tightly attached flesh.
Li Langyu couldn't care to open his eyes, so he was forced into instinct by the delicate comfort. The big cold and the heat rolled over him, he opened his mouth slightly and let out a small moan, his slender fingers clinging to the other's back, leaving faint red marks in the straight vertebral grooves. The state of spring when in love is like peach blossoms in March.
"Lang Yu..." Cheng Hanliang called to him with a low smile.
The sound came suddenly, and suddenly made him fall into the ice cave. Li Langyu opened his eyes sharply, and after seeing the person who was coming, most of his emotions faded.
"Awake?" Cheng Hanliang raised his eyebrows to look at him, not expecting an answer, "You know what's wrong?"
Li Langyu's face was pale, and his eyes were like ink, like a taut bowstring, ready to fire.
Cheng Hanliang disapproved of this reaction, and raised his smooth long legs, pulling them to both sides, ignoring the opponent's resistance, and stepped forward.
"I said, you can do whatever you want with me, but you can't endanger Lan Lan." Cheng Hanliang moved extremely fast, as if he were digging a deep mountain. Li Langyu knew that this was the meaning of punishment, and it would not stop until the end. He bit his lower lip, cold sweat and tears gurgled down his face: "You... you bastard! One day, I will make you pay for everything you have done!"
Cheng Hanliang smiled, lowered his head and put his lips on his lips, his eyes were complicated, as if he was treating a disobedient child, he hugged him tightly.
The heavy snow after the New Year has washed away the old things, and all the good and the bad have become expected because of the unknowable.
"Okay, if there is a day, I will be willing to do so."
[Volume 1. The deceased returns to the horse to go out to Qingqing]
chapter one
The Cheng family in Beiping wanted to have a marriage and hired a son-in-law who came to the house. As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar in the city.
First of all, Miss Cheng was born sick, and she was not bad, but there was a scald on her forehead, and she looked weird. Nine times out of ten, this new uncle is for the big tree of the Pancheng family.
Second, the famous Fourth Master Cheng was notoriously strict, and he disciplined his subordinates harshly during the Anti-Japanese War. Therefore, any bastard who wants to be the son-in-law of the Cheng family will have ten lives with Lord Yama.
Opinions vary.
The little people like to hear this kind of thing the most, and they can't stop their mouths with joy. It's nothing more than two words - lively!
Half a month later, on the seventh day of the sixth lunar month, it is a good day for marriage. The Cheng Mansion was full of joy.
Cheng Hanliang is thirty-six years old this year. He has a romantic and heroic life. He joined the army with Commander Qiao to fight against Japan in his early years and was promoted to lieutenant general. , considerable attention.
The guests who came were old acquaintances of the Cheng family, and most of them were also prominent figures. In addition to former comrades-in-arms, there are also business contacts. Cheng Zhongjian has always been demanding in choosing a son-in-law, but now that the marriage is done, people are very curious about this new uncle.
The wedding was in Chinese style, with embroidered brocade clothes and robes and jackets complementing each other. The groom's official Li Langyu stood tall in the crowd, which was very eye-catching. He was handsome in appearance, and it was even more amazing when he was dressed in such a light and a dress.
Butler Zhang smiled brightly: "Although this young master Li's family is not good, he is born with extravagance. No wonder the young lady likes it." Cheng Hanliang looked at it from a distance for a while, half a smile, and only made a simple four-word evaluation - skin appearance good.
According to the rules, the newlyweds have to walk three laps to make a toast. Miss Cheng was not well, so she went back to the room first. Li Langyu accompanied the drink alone, and she behaved in a graceful manner. Several guest wives deliberately mentioned the matter of entering the family. He spoke decently, without shyness, but also cleverly changed the subject.
"It seems that the son-in-law of the Cheng family has two brushes. He is good at speaking and handsome."
"What's the use of that, it's not for the family to eat rice! I heard that he is two years younger than Miss Cheng!"
"You don't understand this, sophomore girl, Jin Mantan, two years younger is better than two years younger. It's fashionable these days. Look at that girl from the Zhu family and her husband..."
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Cheng Hanliang's table was full of cronies from birth and death, so he could understand Fourth Master Cheng's attitude towards this new son-in-law without saying it explicitly. When Li Langyu raised his glass, no one responded. Instead, he asked him to drink three glasses by himself first, which was borrowed from Fourth Master Cheng's disarming power.
Li Langyu knew this well, and only turned his attention to Cheng Hanliang.
"The juniors are not entertained enough today, so I will punish them for three cups first, and I will give the elders a repayment." The extremely concentrated liquor was drank without any tweaking. When the rest of the people saw this, they started drinking.
These people are real northerners. They have killed devils, eaten bullets, and drank like water. Li Langyu had to accompany them one by one. Cheng Hanliang looked at him from the side, neither stopping nor persuading him to drink.
After most of the table got off the table, the feeling of alcohol climbed up his face. Li Langyu rubbed his temples, still holding a decent smile. His skin was pale, and it was rendered reddish by the drink. With the black jacket, there was a kind of saying no under the lamp. out of style. Everyone looked at Cheng Hanliang, waiting for what he meant.
Cheng Hanliang asked someone to pour a glass of wine and brought it to Li Langyu. He said it concisely - after drinking this glass, you are a member of the Cheng family.
This glass of wine is so powerful that it makes people dizzy, almost unable to distinguish things. The people around held on to Li Langyu, rushing to persuade him to drink. Cheng Hanliang gave Butler Zhang a look, and the other party went over to make a clearance, helping Li Langyu, who seemed to be 80 or 90 percent drunk, to leave the hall.
When they went out, several servants wanted to help the new uncle into Cheng Lan's room, but were stopped by Butler Zhang. "Take good care of Miss tonight, remember to decoct the medicine, Master Li doesn't matter here."
When everyone heard it, they didn't doubt anything. Butler Zhang glanced at Li Langyu, who had lost most of his consciousness, and took him directly to the second floor.
Second floor, third room on the left.
It was neither a guest bedroom, nor a study, nor Cheng Lan's bedroom.
That was Cheng Hanliang's room.
When Cheng Hanliang came back from the dining room, Butler Zhang had already arranged Li Langyu in the bedroom according to his wishes.
Under the light, the young man leaned on his side beside the walnut lacquered wood square table, his red-stained face could not hide his handsomeness. As soon as Cheng Hanliang entered the door, he saw him holding an empty cup to his mouth, and he drank for a long time without drinking anything.
This is so naive.
He came to Li Langyu's side, stared at it for a moment, grabbed the cup with one hand, and lifted the opponent's chin.
Four eyes facing each other