The rabbit is missing and the black is sinking, time flies.
As the sun sets, candles light up in the farmyard.
Because there was no extra room to accommodate Chu Yao, Shen Tang wanted to give up her room - she could stay anywhere for the night and think of a solution tomorrow, but Chu Yao was thin and elderly, so it was not good to let him sleep in the cubicle or the corridor - but Chu Yao disagreed, and finally Qi Shan let him squeeze in with her.
This was the decision Shen Tang wanted most.
After eating the dinner brought by the old woman, Chu Yao, with a lot on his mind, went to the courtyard to enjoy the cool air, and heard the sound of running water in his ears.
Following the sound, I saw a shadow huddled in the corner. When I got closer, I realized it was Shen Tang, who was rolling up his sleeves and washing green plums in a wooden basin.
"What is Wulang going to do?"
Shen Tang looked up and saw that it was Chu Yao, so he straightened up and pounded his sore waist with his fists. He was tired from bending over for too long, and said, "Wash the green plums. I plan to make some green plums and brew some green plum wine. When the city is covered with snow in winter, we can enjoy the view and drink."
Chu Yao lowered his eyes upon hearing this, looking at the plum blossoms floating or sinking in the basin, and sighed, "Will Wulang regret wasting such a gift?"
Shen Tang was confused: "???"
No, how could she be wasting it
Chu Yao asked again: "Didn't Mr. Qishan stop you?"
Shen Tang was puzzled and asked, "Why did Yuan Liang stop me?"
Chu Yao's face gradually darkened, and anger began to brew beneath his calm surface, but it was not directed at Shen Tang, but at Qi Shan.
Shen Tang didn't know what he was angry about, but she was a little scared. Chu Yao's angry aura reminded her of the editor who urged her to submit manuscripts, and the stern-faced head teacher. She softened her voice to show her weakness: "Mr. Wuhui, you and Yuanliang are both very strange. When I used the Word Spirit to transform Qingmei, he also asked me if I would regret it and said that I was reckless. You should at least let me know why I should regret it, right?"
Chu Yao put away his anger and asked in surprise: "You don't know?"
Shen Tang shook his head: "I don't know."
Chu Yao's expression was indescribable. He sighed but didn't say why. He just said, "Forget it. Your situation is not impossible."
Shen Tang: “…”
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
If you have something to say, just say it.
Saying half and keeping half is a slow murder of her!
Chu Yao helped Shen Tang wash a basin of green plums, and the two of them worked together to complete the initial steps of pickling green plums. Green plum wine was convenient, so they put the washed green plums into a clay pot and poured in an appropriate amount of Du Kang wine. Shen Tang also threw a dozen maltose into it.
There is no rock sugar here, so you can only make do with malt sugar.
Keep it sealed and you can open the can and eat it in a month or so.
After finishing these chores, Shen Tang scratched his slightly smelly long hair, fetched water to wash and bathe. He changed into clean clothes, sat in the corridor and wiped his wet long hair with a dry towel. While wiping and waiting for his hair to dry, the scene of Zhai Le drinking in the daytime slowly emerged in his mind.
Sitting on the porch, watching the moon, drinking, and drying my hair...
It's quite artistic.
She did it right away. She turned over and went to the east kitchen to get a ceramic bowl. She silently chanted a spell and filled a bowl with Du Kang wine. The aroma of the wine filled the air. She first sniffed it with her nose, raised her head, closed her eyes, and drank it in one gulp.
The mellow wine slides down the throat and rolls into the internal organs.
Soon, the heat spread throughout the body and rushed straight to the brain.
The other side -
Chu Yao and Qi Shan were playing chess, one for each of them. Both of them seemed to be gentle on the surface, but in fact they were deep and deep. Chu Yao was better at taking unconventional moves than Qi Shan, and his moves were deadly, and his offensive was like thunder and rain, which gave people great pressure.
Soon, Qishan began to show signs of defeat.
Finally, the room that was originally quiet except for the sound of chess pieces falling was filled with voices. Chu Yao asked, "Wu Lang was ignorant, why didn't you stop him?"
Qishan laughed angrily: "How can Shan stop it?"
It was only later that he learned that this young man had the national seal. Moreover, who could have thought that the "way of princes" would awaken so early and so easily? The "way of princes" of ordinary princes must be sacrificed to heaven and gods, and supplemented by national fortune to reveal.
Qishan was so shocked that he almost lost his voice.
Chu Yao said nothing, and it was Qi Shan's turn. "Chu Yao, Chu Wuhui, was once one of the three heroes of Chu State. How glorious and carefree were you back then? In just a few years, one was torn apart by five horses, one hanged himself in prison, and one disappeared without a trace... I didn't expect you to have been hiding in the small city of Xiao. Did you follow Young Master Shen because you thought he could help you turn things around? Unfortunately, his way of being a prince..."
Chu State was a very small country.
It's more like half a state than a country.
The tiny country is full of talents, especially the "Three Heroes" who were once famous in the northwest countries. All three of them are rare second-grade upper-level scholars. Although they are of different ages, they have similar aspirations. If the three are given enough time to gain a firm foothold, Chu State may have a chance to stand out from the northwest countries and become one of the powerful countries.
The result is predictable.
Neighboring countries feel threatened.
Give you time to develop
That’s wishful thinking. All the seedlings will be pinched to death!
The king of Chu State was not stupid, and could even be said to be kind and generous, knowing the pros and cons, but he could not stand the fire in his backyard, and his sons were instigated to fight each other. Chu Yao was the youngest of the three, and he became famous the fastest, but he also disappeared the fastest.
There were rumors that Chu Yao had some problems with his literary mind. This was a huge blow to him as he had become famous at a young age. He became depressed and never recovered.
"It's a pity, but it's not a pity. Although I lost the initiative, God will not abandon us. Who knows if there will be a silver lining in a desperate chess game?" Chu Yao frowned and looked at Qi Shan. "Although Xiaocheng is small, the news is not isolated. The name Qi Yuanliang is also well-known to me. There is only one thing I don't understand. I stayed in Xiaocheng to wait for the will of God. Then why did you appear on the road to Gong's exile? Hmm?"
Chu Yao became famous in Chu State, but Qi Shan, who was born in Xin State, did not become famous in Xin State but in other countries. Just a few years ago, he did not have a good reputation. He has a rich resume. Others return home with wealth, but he brings back a bunch of enemies. It is obvious that he is a ruthless person. Chu Yao can't understand why this guy does not go to the powerful country in the Central Plains to seek development, but comes back to this barren land in the northwest
If it were just this, he would not be curious. Since he was not a good person, he could just keep his distance from him. But this person was mixed up with his destiny, so he had to pay attention to him and could not stay away from him.
Unfortunately, Qishan thought the same way.
Just when the two were disgusted with each other, a very loud and dull "bang" sound came from the corridor outside the house, which should be the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. The two looked at each other, stood up and opened the paper door, only to see that the person who fell to the ground was Shen Xiaolangjun (Wulang).
"Young pear!"
"Goro!"
How could they care about anything else
Put everything behind you.
One takes the pulse, the other one uses his fingers to feel the breath.
Then-
The pulse is steady, steady, healthy and strong.
Two people: “…???”
Seeing the ceramic bowl still stained with some wine, Chu Yao picked it up and sniffed it: "It's Du Kang wine, Wu Lang drank?"
Qishan: “…”
So this is drunkenness
Or was he drunk by the wine created by his own words
Just when the two were speechless, Shen Tang, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly sat up straight and opened his eyes suddenly as if he had come back to life.
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