I have a role in the heavens

Qingniao was stunned when he heard this. Now is not a good time to drink rice wine. The green crabs and sea bass in the lake are not plump yet, so the rice wine has lost a bit of flavor and is overshadowed.

"Your Majesty, do you want to drink now?"

Xu Fengnian lowered his head and whispered.

"If you want to drink it, just open the batch of Longyan sunken vat rice wine I saved. It will taste better when you drink it!"

Qingniao also has a delicate mind. He was stunned when he heard this. The batch of Longyan sunken vat yellow wine was saved by Xu Fengnian for Lao Huang. Now Xu Fengnian wants to drink this batch of yellow wine. Thinking of the secret letter, Qingniao knows that Lao Huang is afraid that he has left. , this will make His Royal Highness passive and depressed.

Qingniao said no more and went to the cellar of Wutong Garden where there were countless treasures. He picked up a pot of Longyan sunken vat yellow wine and warmed it on the small red clay stove.

Xu Fengnian ordered two more wine glasses, waved his hand to all the servants and maids to rest, and left himself sitting alone in the courtyard, with only the bright moon for company, staring at the flames on the small red clay stove, and gradually fell into a trance.

"Young Master, these are cucumbers stolen from the vegetable garden next to the village. They can be eaten raw."

"Bah, bah, bah, can this thing be eaten?"

The grey-faced Crown Prince sat on a small earthen bag and threw the cucumber he had chewed out far away. After a stick of incense, His Royal Highness felt weak and waved to Lao Huang who was squatting beside him and munching the cucumber crazily: "Oh, Lao Huang, help me pick up that cucumber, I really don’t have the strength to get up."

"Young Master, these are corn cobs. Roasted ones are better than eating raw cucumbers."

"Stop talking nonsense and eat!"

————"Old Huang, what did you dig out of the ground?"

"sweet potato."

"Can it be eaten raw?"

"able!"

"So damn crunchy and sweet."

"Young Master, can I say a word?"

"explain!"

"Actually, it tastes better when it's roasted."

"Your mother! Didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Although I almost lost my life by stealing a native chicken, it was worth it! It's no worse than the venison, it's very fragrant.

"Old Huang, when you first entered the village, why did you keep looking at that slutty woman's butt? Last time, you also looked at a village girl who was breastfeeding her child. Why, you can tell me what you are looking at. Come on, baby? You don’t dare to touch, you just dare to look. Look at your potential!”

"Old Huang, have you ever asked for a wife?"

"No, when I was young, I only knew how to do hard work. I was blacksmithing all day long, but I couldn't save any copper coins. Later, when I got older, no girl would like me."

"Then life would be so boring and regrettable."

"It's okay, it's okay. Just like I, Old Huang, have never tasted bird's nests and bear's paws in my life, I won't miss their taste. At most, I will take the opportunity to look at them a few times to enjoy them. Young Master, is this the truth?"

"I can't tell you, Old Huang, do you know some sense?"

"Hey, just thinking about it."

Xu Fengnian thought about the past, and there was no change in his face. There was no joy, anger, sorrow, or sorrow. He sat quietly for a long time.

"Ta-ta-ta!"

A burst of leisurely footsteps sounded. Who dared to be so bold? After Xu Fengnian cleared the place, he still dared to approach His Royal Highness. Aren't he afraid of being punished?

"Hey, what's going on? Are you trying to be cool and pretend to be steady?"

Xu Fengnian had just come back to his senses from the memories. Before he looked at the other party, he heard a frivolous voice reaching his ears. Although the voice was pleasant to the ear, the words were particularly irritating.

Xu Fengnian already knew who the visitor was. He was the only one in the entire palace who didn't take his identity as the heir apparent at all. What he liked most was to see himself frustrated and angry. This made Xu Fengnian very angry but also felt close to him. This was Xu Fengnian. The first person of the same age he has met in so many years who knows his identity and gets along with him as an equal, he has already regarded him as his best friend, but he has never admitted it. Every time he meets him, he must A few words of bickering.

But after Xu Zongjia made a noise and stunned Chu Kuangnu last time, Xu Fengnian had some admiration for Xu Zongjia, and spent the whole day asking Xu Zongjia about his strength and realm, hoping to satisfy his curiosity. In fact, Xu Zongjia couldn't bear the annoyance and had to stay in Tingchao Pavilion for nearly a month. He returned to Wutong Garden for the first time tonight. Unexpectedly, he saw Xu Fengnian sitting in meditation alone in the courtyard.

Xu Zongjia looked at the two wine glasses on the table, picked one up unceremoniously, poured a glass of rice wine from the red clay stove, raised his head and drank it all, taking a long breath of wine.

"Comfortable, did you know that I was coming back and prepared this specially for me?"

Xu Zongjia stared at Xu Fengnian affectionately, feeling a little ashamed in his heart. He didn't expect that he treated Xu Fengnian like this. He also set up a drink to wait for his return. He was really a good friend. Should he treat him better in the future? At least not every time he saw this person. The princes all attacked him to save him some face.

Xu Fengnian just raised his eyes and looked at Xu Zongjia, silently, lowered his head, picked up the jug, poured a glass of rice wine, without drinking it himself, holding it with both hands, and poured it on the ground respectfully.

The wine gradually seeped into the loess, causing a bitter smile to appear on Xu Fengnian's lips.

Xu Zongjia is such a shrewd person. He immediately knew that he was being sentimental. Looking at Xu Fengnian's half-dead look, he must have been hit, moved by his true feelings, and heartbroken. He didn't expect to be the first person to make the dissolute prince of Beiliang sad. It turns out that she is not a stunning beauty. She is just a groom from Beiliang Prince's Palace. She is a wretched old servant who has two front teeth missing. He speaks in Shu accent and sings strange tunes. However, this old servant is really cute and unforgettable.

"Lao Huang is gone?"

Xu Zongjia also put away the smile and teasing on his face, sat opposite Xu Fengnian, and asked in a low voice. Parting always makes people feel sad and depressed.

"Did you already guess that he would die?"

Xu Fengnian looked at Xu Zongjia, who had a calm face, and showed no trace of surprise at all, only determination.

"Shouldn't you have expected it?"

Although Xu Zongjia knew that Xu Fengnian was sad and in a bad mood, he still retorted rudely, completely leaving the plan that he had just considered to treat Xu Fengnian better in a hidden corner where no one knew.

"Yeah, I should have expected that!"

Xu Fengnian blamed herself and regretted, poured another glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp this time.

"I should have stopped him and asked him to keep horses for me for the rest of his life, and I would provide him with rice wine for the rest of his life!"

Xu Fengnian covered her face, but her hands gradually became moist for some reason. Maybe it was because the moisture was heavier after the night.

"Then why didn't you stop him?"

"It can't be stopped. That's where he wants to go. I can't stop him, and I can't stop him!"

Xu Fengnian wiped her face and raised her head. There were still bloodshot eyes in her eyes. When she saw Xu Zongjia staring at his face, he pretended to be relaxed and turned his head to the side, not wanting to show his vulnerability in front of others.

"He is a martial artist. A martial artist is determined to move forward and would rather die than regret. He finally saw you right, the young master. You saved him face!"

Xu Zongjia stood up, looked at the silver moon in the sky, and said sadly. He is used to seeing life and death, but he still feels sorry for the withering of life, let alone such an interesting person as Lao Huang.