All the crew were here, the fleet set sail, and Bai Shiqi and Zhao Ziheng hadn't seen each other for half a year. Except for accidentally carrying an unselfish official, everything else was safe and it was appropriate to have a drink.
However, there is also a guest officer on board. As the owner of the ship, you should always do your best to be the owner of the ship. Bai Shiqi suggested, "Why don't you invite your cousin to have a drink?"
Zhao Ziheng seemed a little embarrassed to his cousin: "...Is it better not to?"
Zhao Wu Jiu was extremely self-disciplined and upright in his life. When he was young, he was Chu Qiao among his peers. When he grew up, his peers were even more unmatched. Eating at the same table would easily make people indigestion, not to mention that drinking and having fun wasted time in his perception
Bai Shiqi didn't understand his hesitation: "Do you have a handle on his hand?"
Zhao Ziheng: "Does it count as peeing your pants as a child?"
Bai Shiqi explained to him, "It's just a physiological phenomenon in a certain period, don't worry about it. Could it be that your cousin has been wise and wise since he was a child, and he doesn't even pee his pants?"
Zhao Ziheng imagined the situation when his serious cousin was spitting up saliva bubbles and flowing with Harazi urinating his pants when he was a child, the tension was relieved a lot, and he hooked up with Bai Shiqi to invite Zhao Wujiu to join them in their long farewell. The reunion wine party.
Zhao Wu Jiu’s room is next to Bai Shiqi on the top floor of the boat, the sun shines into the cabin, the river wind blows, and the view is wide. There are two sets, and the other set is for Bai Shiqi to live in.
He was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin blanket on his lap, holding a volume of books to read. There were only two guards left by his side, and the others were all in sight.
Bai Shiqi was taken aback: This person won't send his subordinates to the cargo hold to investigate, right
She said enthusiastically: "Cousin is seasick? If you feel unwell, I still have medicines to relieve seasickness. I will bring some back."
cousin? Zhao Wu Jiu raised his eyebrows: Are we that familiar
He succinctly said, "No need."
Zhao Ziheng's long-lost brotherly love was hit hard, and he cried out sadly, "...My room doesn't even have sunlight."
Bai Shiqi said in a familiar tone, "Cousin needs a good life and recuperation. How about you two change?"
Zhao Ziheng shrank his neck, turned his head away and stopped talking. The child looked angry, but his face said "Come and coax me, come and coax me or we'll break up", Bai Shiqi had a way to deal with it, and he lowered his tone. The voice soothed him: "Don't shout, your room is hidden, at night I will find two beautiful girls to squeeze your shoulders, beat your legs, press your feet and rub your back... Living in an open and bright room is comfortable, but you can't escape the ship's handyman. eyes, would you like to?"
A touch of surprise climbed up his cheeks, Zhao Ziheng was satisfied, and nodded quickly - you are still a brother!
Zhao Wu Jiu paused for a moment when he was about to turn the book, and listened to the conversation between the two with a blank face, watching Zhao Ziheng being abducted by Bai Shiqi, he cursed inwardly: Stupid!
Bai Shiqi didn't know how to meet her, she was stamped with a "slick and frivolous" stamp in Zhao Wu Jiu's place, and warmly invited: "I haven't seen Ziheng for a long time, and it's the first time I meet my cousin. , why don't you put some wine and vegetables in my room, so everyone can have a drink?"
Zhao Wu Jiu's whole body of discomfort came up again, since he was seriously injured, his actions were limited, and what he could do was even more limited. Apart from reading books all day, he was neither good at playing piano or chess nor had any other hobbies to distract him. Time, I especially hate seeing others in good health but wasting time.
"No time, don't go."
Zhao Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he was more afraid that everyone would drink well than drinking at the table with his cousin.
"Then we won't disturb my cousin's recuperation." Bai Shiqi was just trying to save face, but her invitation was sincere, which could easily be misunderstood as a sincere invitation.
She dragged Zhao Ziheng out of the cabin, lowered her voice and laughed: "I can see it, my cousin is a workaholic. Has he been buried in the files all the year round, with the government office as his home, his family as a hotel, and a wife as his home? A decoration, a person who gives birth to a child as a gift?"
Tsk tsk tsk, inviting him to drink is like tarnishing his reputation, with a face of condemnation.
Shu Changfeng was waiting at the door, and secretly held a moment of silence for the two of them. They probably didn't know the degree of sound insulation from the cabin. But at the same time, I felt that what this Young Master Bo... said seemed to make sense.
Zhao Ziheng: "Cousin is not married yet."
Bai Shiqi: "It turns out that the girls in Kyoto are not blind. It would be so boring to marry him."
Zhao Ziheng scolded his cousin: "Cousin is a hero in the world. It would be interesting to marry you. Every day in the back house, I would grab my face with a bunch of women and be jealous!" Hundred steps.
Across the wooden plank of the cabin, Zhao Wu Jiu slowly turned the wrench on his hand, and could not help asking: So in the eyes of others, am I so boring
The two entered the next room, just now they knew that Bai Shiqi, who kept his voice down, finally no longer had to hold his voice, her voice penetrated the bulkhead and fell directly into Zhao Wu Jiu's ears: "Heroes are the opinions of outsiders, What do you have to do with your wife and children? If the end of marrying a hero is to wait for a man with your neck up every day, it is better to marry a bear who is around your wife and children, at least you won't get cervical spondylosis!"
Admiration is also a kind of physical activity.
Zhao Ziheng was successfully persuaded by his good brother: "So if you talk about pleasing your wife, I'm actually better than my cousin."
Bai Shiqi opened the mud seals and filled their respective bowls with wine: "I don't know how much my cousin is capable, but you..." She made fun of him with a long tone: "I don't dare to say anything else, begging women. Joy is the best at it!"
Zhao Wuheng drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp, threw the wine bowl and beat her: "Let you talk nonsense! Am I nothing but pleasing women?"
Bai Shiqi held a wine bowl while begging for mercy and hiding: "Let's have a fight with brothers, why don't we tell the truth?" The handyman under the kitchen brought the appetizers, and she still remembered the order: "Give it to the son next door, too. Let's go with a drink." Some people are suitable for laughing and drinking together, and some people are naturally cold, maybe they just like to drink alone.
Shu Changfeng asked for instructions outside the door: "Master, Master Bo has brought wine and food to the master, master can use some."
Zhao Wu Jiu has fought for many years and used the military camp as his home. In order to prevent drinking and delaying military planes, he has long developed the habit of not drinking, but I don't know if the two boys in the next room made a scene of a play, which is a good example His room was extremely deserted, and he unexpectedly replied, "Okay."
Shu Changfeng was secretly surprised, he quickly took the wine and vegetables, brought them in, and placed them on the table for him. The boat was sailing smoothly, and the various side dishes on the table had a rare color, fragrance, and flavor. He finished pouring the wine for the master, but he did not expect the other party to signal: "You also sit down and drink two glasses."
Zhao Ziheng and Bo Shiqi in the next room have already chatted about "... Before I came to Suzhou, Jiang Xiaoxian, who appeared in Suzhou with almond eyes and peach cheeks, has big breasts and fat hips. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also a master at playing the pipa. I'll take you to listen to her when I come back. Pipa, even the desserts on her painting boat are different from others."
Zhao Ziheng patted her shoulder: "Good brother! Let's have a drink..." And gossip: "Have you ever touched it?"
Bai Shiqi got drunk and bragged: "That's really like a creamy skin. If you touch it twice in your arms, your bones will be crisp..."
Zhao Wu Jiu tightened his hand while holding the wine glass: Damn!
"Papa" twice filled Bai Shiqi's mind with the words "frivolous, drunkard".
"Ziheng deals with these dudes on weekdays?"
Shu Changfeng followed Zhao Wujiu to the battlefield at the age of sixteen, and when he returned to the imperial capital, he was twenty-six or seven years old, and his knowledge of the children of the Zhao family was limited to hearsay, so he could only excuse Zhao Ziheng: "Thirteenth Lang … I don’t really like to read and practice martial arts on weekdays.”
—How else could he be brought to accompany Zhao Wu Jiu
It's not because he is proficient in eating, drinking and playing, and his temperament is free from restraint, but since Zhao Wu Jiu injured his leg, the person who could not talk to him has almost become a clay plastic wooden tire in the temple, he just needs to find a table to meditate cross-legged and isolate himself from the world. .
"Oh." Zhao Wu Jiu didn't raise his eyebrows, he had already habitually formulated the "Cousin's Training Manual" in his mind, and began to think about putting Zhao Ziheng on the right track.
The long voyage was boring, Zhao Wu Jiu still had a box of military books to relieve the boredom, but Zhao Ziheng and Bai Shiqi had to spend a lot of time drinking alcohol, and they ended up drunk.
After Zhao Ziheng was drunk, he wanted to sleep with Bai Shiqi, and was carried back to his room by Uncle Guan who was waiting outside the cabin.
Bai Shiqi locked the cabin door and threw himself on the bed, soon the top cabin became quiet, Zhao Wu Jiu was pierced by the two demonic voices for most of the day, he opened the window to breathe, it was almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and there was a hanging over his head. Lun Mingyue actually gradually fell asleep.
He dreamed that he rode a horse into the enemy's line, his face was covered with hot blood, the horse screamed, its front hooves fell, and there was wind blowing from its back, so he couldn't help but fell forward, and then woke up, outside. The sky is not yet bright.
"When is it?"
"Master, Yin Shi is almost over."
Zhao Wu Jiu instructed: "Go pick up Ziheng and take a sprint." After a while, the corners of his lips rose, and he thought of a good idea: "Isn't that gang leader Bai Shao next door his good brother, you guys should entertain them too, Don't disappoint people's enthusiasm."
Zhao Ziheng was smashed into the door, and when he was pulled out of the bed, he was not completely sober, and shouted, "Seventeen, you liar, what about the beautiful girl who squeezed her shoulders and beat her legs?" about this.
Shu Changfeng patted his face: "Thirteenth Lang, Master told you to get up early to exercise."
He was dragged onto the deck by Shu Changfeng's clothes, only to find that it was still dark, but his good brother Bai Shiqi also sat down on the deck with a face full of life and wailing: "Ziheng, is your cousin a devil? !"
Behind Bai Shiqi stood two tower-like guards, who were Zhao Wu Jiu's.
The author has something to say: The update time of the two books needs to be adjusted. This one is tentatively scheduled to be updated during the day and the young marshal at night.
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In the evening, the young marshal next door has an update, please move on.