[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

The old eunuch who was talked about by Gong Jiu and Gu Xichao was actually not in the palace after the full moon night.

Wu Ming pretended to be a eunuch, and he knew that he would not be interested in the duel between the two juniors. According to his behavior pattern, it was probably for blocking Yu Luocha!

But purpose?reason?What motivated him to make this wise and cunning old man think that he would meet the elusive Jade Rakshasa in the imperial study room?

This is to make people curious!

"Yo, I haven't seen you for decades, so this attitude of hiding your head and masking your face?" Wu Ming didn't see the attitude of ordinary people treating Jade Rakshasa as a demon Rakshasa when they saw blood mist, as if they were treating a relationship. His old neighbor, at his age, such behavior is actually not surprising.

Even if he was defeated by Yu Luosha, he is still his senior in terms of status and seniority.

Of course, it is another matter for Yu Luocha to regard him as a senior.

As if amused by his indifference, Wu Ming said aggressively, "Could it be that you think that flowery and jade-like face is shameful?"

Jade Rakshasa: "..."

The mist that confuses people's eyes gradually dissipates. First, there is a corner of the red dress, and then there are fingertips that are as crystal clear as jade and full of vitality. The healthy nails show a little bit of nodding. The beautiful shape of the knuckles is enough for the sculpture master to use as a reference things, but these are details.

Wu Ming couldn't help sighing: "You still look like her."

She has a glamorous and otherworldly appearance just like that Queen of the Demon Gate.

In ancient times, listening to the sound of a zither, I didn’t know the taste of meat in three months, but now I have a glimpse of the appearance of the demon in the west, and the taste is better than the heavenly palace and fairyland!

"Immortal, do you insist on talking about my mother as soon as you meet me?" Yu Luocha had an evil demeanor, but a face of mixed blood raised this evil to a higher level.

Evil but not demonic, handsome but not feminine, exquisite and natural, with a special charm of the facial features.

Yu Luocha said arrogantly: "You were dumped before I was born, and you have talked about the topic of broken love for decades. Do you want me to appreciate it or something?"

Wu Ming said indifferently: "The tone is always so spicy, you guys haven't changed at all."

Well, 20 years ago, I might have really been irritated, but now it is the advantage of time to be so calm.

He straightened his waist calmly, he was old and old!

The regret in his heart did not show on the surface, Yu Luocha was bored by him, Wu Ming didn't continue to whet his appetite, and said lightly: "Your son is very talented, so it's not too much trouble to stare at him all the time. ?”

Yu Luocha snorted softly, "I'm his father!"

It's only right and proper!What nonsense are you talking about!

Wu Ming didn't feel that he was meddling in his own business. He said in a tone of caring for good talents: "The young eagle should be pushed down the cliff, otherwise it won't be able to learn to fly. Although I may be meddling, but Yu Luo Brake, the back wave pushes the front wave, are you prepared to be overwhelmed by the back wave?"

"..." Yu Luocha frowned.

Wu Ming laughed and said, "Sure enough, you think very well, but you have never considered what kind of position you will play in the growth of your child. You are the guide and teacher at the beginning, but when the child grows up, they will The last thing to aim at is the huge rock named father, and then the sea and the sky will be brighter!"

Yu Luocha: "I'm so old, I haven't seen you for decades and deliberately poked me in pain. Is it possible to defeat me?"

Wu Ming said calmly, "Of course."

"Hahaha——" Yu Luocha laughed wildly and trembled, "Isn't that a mistake, in order to defeat me, you actually put your hope on my son?"

Unmoved, Wu Ming counted them one by one: "Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, and Dong Xiangyan, these three people may become the sharp sword that defeats you. If you talk about hope, I am very optimistic about these three people. A young talent."

"Huh!" Yu Luocha flicked his sleeves, sweeping away the remaining flowers on the ground, and a smile that was not a smile appeared on his handsome and extraordinary face: "You said that my son will come to defeat me in the end? I don’t think that day will come.”

"Yes," Wu Ming seemed to see through Yu Luocha's desire to control, and said calmly, "If you continue to build a road for him to reach the sky step by step, then one day he will rise up and resist you." .”

Yu Luocha sneered: "Then come, my age may not be able to teach Nizi a lesson, but you, I don't recognize many people, you are an old bone, don't walk around outside if you have nothing to do."

After Wu Ming finished speaking, he returned to the appearance of an ordinary old man. Although he didn't move his legs tremblingly, he was still thin, with a handful of dry wood, his thin wrists hidden in the dark blue thick sleeves, and his face was not clear. He changed his face and said: "I appreciate your intentions, but the West is not stable recently, right?"

Yu Luocha raised his eyebrows: "It's just some restless little bugs, let me catch them all at the beginning of the game."

Wu Ming lowered his eyes listlessly, and lazily said: "In this case, I wish you prosperous martial arts."

Yu Luocha snorted coldly, the flowers and leaves were blown off a little by the wind, and the man in red was gone.

On the empty path, only Wu Ming in eunuch clothes was left, but it was only the moment when the moon shadow moved, and another flower head fell to the ground, and he was gone.

The full moon is reunited, and the sky without a trace of dark clouds lasted for several nights, ensuring that everyone can see the bright moon that is gradually fading.

However, it took several months to reach a conclusion about the Nanwang case.

After a while, Dong Xiangyan and Ye Gucheng ran away together, afterward Gong Jiuding found his confidant Gu Xichao to discuss the follow-up in his identity.

Scenes passed after this fleeting full moon and waning moon. Unknowingly, the winter is approaching, the water surface of the river is blocked, and the fresh perch that can be eaten in the past is now a rare commodity.

Dong Xiangyan exhaled with both hands, and the thick white fox cloak wrapped him up like a nobleman. He looked upright and handsome, and if he walked around, girls and beauties from the streets and alleys would give him favor, and he would get a lot of handkerchiefs and sachets.

Ye Gucheng felt that he had to say something, but if he did, he would feel an unspeakable awkwardness.

Dong Xiangyan, who has been a little too careless in the past few days, took out an embroidered handkerchief and carefully admired it, then carefully folded it up and put it away.

Ye Gucheng glanced at it, and recognized that it was Yinyu Xiufa from Suzhou Moxiufang. Yinyuxiu is a metaphor for beauty, but it is an evaluation of women's beauty and wisdom.

Moxiufang is famous for its whitebait show. This is a common rich place in the south of the Yangtze River. It is not surprising that there is such a handkerchief. The surprising thing is actually the attitude of Dong Xiangyan.

Ye Gucheng said strangely: "Although Yinyuxiu is the original creation of Moxiufang's embroiderers, the founder is generous. If anyone wants to learn, he will give him all he can, so this has also become a place in this area. The most common women's embroidery. If you like this pattern, you haven't seen anything better than this."

I don't know if it's because he didn't die under Ximen Chuixue's sword this time as he remembered, Ye Gucheng seemed to walk out of another ending, and gradually became indifferent to things.

Especially when the news of the new Baiyun city lord reached him, he became more bearish on many things that he valued in the past.However, in contrast, the time spent with Dong Xiangyan became clearer and more vivid, as if he had personally experienced it.

But when he admits that the self in the dream is "himself", all the vivid memories become actual memories.

As for whether to accept it, Ye Gucheng is still hesitating, but it is undeniable that Dong Xiangyan is different from the beginning!

"You said this?" Dong Xiangyan looked back at him generously. Although he was dressed so well that no one would have guessed that this man was a famous sword point master in the Jianghu, and he could not think of the high-ranking Ninth Five-Year Lord, but when talking to others, He always loves to look into their eyes to convey sincerity and trust, and people can't help but trust him, and he packed up the handkerchief and sachet with nimble fingers, and he smiled and said: "What do you think I will do with these things? "

Ye Gucheng shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Dong Xiangyan's eyebrows and eyes were so curved that Ye Gucheng ignored the cruel words he uttered for a moment.

"I said burn it," Dong Xiangyan said with a relieved expression, "It's hard to bear the grace of a beauty, since I can't explain it to others, the best way is to let these things disappear, so as not to break People have a good reputation."

Ye Gucheng opened his mouth hesitantly and said, "Then why don't you refuse?"

Dong Xiangyan smiled and said: "Do you think they are really such frivolous ladies?" Stretching out his fingers to fiddle with these small objects that exude a faint fragrance, "If it's yearning, it's better to say that I love my face. Pure affection is always wrong. It’s easy to be turned down.”

Ye Gucheng was surprised to hear this explanation from him.

"When did you learn to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Dong Xiangyan felt wronged and said: "Hey! Who told you that I am a man from Lu? Didn't you realize that I have always been a gentleman to women?"

Ye Gucheng thought of someone in his "memory" who did not hesitate to show his face to the female ghost, and also thought of the person's merciless treatment of Gongsun Da Niang and other stunning beauties in the intelligence...

Don't you feel guilty when you say that you are a very gentleman?

Dong Xiangyan used actions to prove that he was not guilty at all, and was even proud of it.

"I've always been impatient with femme fatales." His expression might really be a shock to some women, but his cold attitude is also much wiser than those guys with sperm and brains.

Ye Gucheng somehow felt relieved, and poured Dong Xiangyan a cup of hot tea to warm his hands.

Dong Xiangyan hid the handkerchief on his body and burned it later when he found a chance. He heard his movements with keen ears, and raised his head to thank him after tidying up a little.

"It's so comfortable to drink hot tea in winter." He narrowed his eyes contentedly.

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "If you are so afraid of the cold, I'm afraid you won't be able to appreciate the refreshing plum fragrance in winter." While speaking, his stern eyebrows fell to the snow-like sky outside the fence.

The falling snow covers the lake and pond outside the building with a layer of beautiful sleeping clothes. The fish and lotus roots in the lake are all in a state of sleep, waiting for the spring to sleep and the summer warmth to bloom and play in the coming day.

Dong Xiangyan laughed and said, "When you say plum blossoms, do you want to appreciate red plums, white plums, or plums in snow?"

Ye Gucheng withdrew his indifferent gaze, and said in a low and soft tone: "Of course..."

plum in the snow.

The plum blossoms are cold and fragrant in the snow, and the artistic conception is endless on the plum blossoms when the snow falls.

Countless literati and poets throughout the ages would not bear to admire, chant, or leave this lingering fragrance with a pen and paper in their hands.

Dong Xiangyan held the hand stove and followed Ye Gucheng towards the mountain where a wild plum tree was hidden. The road was so difficult to walk, and it became a broad road under the feet of the two of them.

This is the benefit of light work!

Dong Xiangyan once said to Ye Gucheng deliberately, and then he was glanced back by the other party with neither salty nor indifferent eyes.

When the two of them came to the glamorous appearance where the red plum blossoms could be seen, Dong Xiangyan stopped Ye Gucheng who was going forward in surprise, and pointed at the family of three under the plum tree with a smile.

The tips of the two ears are black, and the elbows and other parts of the body are brownish yellow. The wild foxes sit, lie down, or play and play in the snow as if they want to participate in an elegant event.

Dong Xiangyan sighed lightly, regretfully said: "First come, first come first, but we are the latecomers once."

Ye Gucheng glanced at him, lifted his clothes and sat down on the raised position beside the rock.

"In that case, just wait."

The color of the clothes almost blended him with the snow around him, but when he looked over suspiciously with those cold eyes, the fantasy that almost made him a person in the painting dissipated immediately.

It was as if he had transformed from a fairy back into a human being, as if he had stepped out of the middle of the painting and came to him, suddenly becoming "alive".

Dong Xiangyan couldn't help laughing, came to sit beside him in his strange eyes, and bumped his shoulder affectionately.

"Forget it, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, I will accompany you to wait for the four seasons, my lord."

If short-term companionship means eternal change, then I will only remain the same with you for one year, and the rest of the time will be stayed for you who understand the difference. This may be the beginning of the joy of love between the two... the real long-term starting point .

"A plum blossom has fallen, and the snow is gradually falling."

"Ah."

"Should we build a den for that fox family? They look like they're getting buried in the snow."

"Dong Xiangyan, you...actually want to touch the fox's meat pad, right?"

"That's right, you really know me!"