Brother Donggong

When getting married, wine is essential.Not only do you have to drink during the banquet, but you also have to drink in the boudoir.

If the rituals of the Zhou Dynasty are fulfilled, a melon is to be split open to make two halves of a melon, and then tied with a red string in the middle. Drink, and then the two of them drank the wine in this awkward posture, and it was considered a matter.

From then on, the two strangers became husband and wife.

I picked up the glistening hijab on Yin Qiluo's head with a scale, and two nuns came over, holding two and a half scoops, and asked us to drink the wine.It stands to reason that after drinking this stuff, no one else has anything to do in the bridal chamber, only my wife and I are left. As for what we can fiddle with, we can figure out what it is with our big toes.

I don't know why, but I feel like I've been whispering in my heart.The little liver kept beating wildly, his palms were sweaty.I was about to reach out to help her untie her clothes. At this time, there was a strong thud outside, and there was a commotion. Cui Bicheng's new favorite servant, Niu Erxiao, pulled his neck and shouted outside, "Second Master, Second Master! If you haven't messed around yet The bride is coming out soon, something has happened! Something has happened to our Uncle Cui!!~~"

When my hands trembled, I tore Miss Yin's skirt.

This Niu Xiaoer was the youngest son of a tenant family in Ranzhuang, Cui's hometown.

He looks rather handsome, but he can't open his mouth. Opening his mouth, a mouthful of Ranzhuang wild vegetable's gooey can scare off other people's big teeth.Someone told Cui Bicheng that it's okay for this kid to stay by his side, but maybe he can't be kept from talking?If this Niu Xiaoer is worth 20 taels of silver, his appearance is worth 100 taels, but he can't speak. As long as he speaks, even if he is free to give 80 taels of silver, they may not be able to take him.

There are many guests, relatives and friends in Yin Butang today, I was afraid that this Niu Xiaoer would embarrass Old Cui, so I said to Yin Qiluo, "Go to bed first, I'll go and see what's wrong." Then I quickly slipped out.

When I came out, it was really lively outside.

Cui Bicheng, who was supposed to sleep soundly in the guest room with Mrs. Zhu in his arms, didn't know why, instead of sleeping well, he ran out instead, carrying two jars of wine, sitting on a stone stool and making a big show.

Maybe it was because he drank too much just now, his face was flushed, his forehead and cheeks were covered with sweat, his hair was damp, and it was as slippery as algae, sticking to his cheeks.His skirt was open, and the silk robe was loosely spread on his shoulders, like a woman from a good family who has been raped.

If it was a shock, then when I saw my old father-in-law Yin Butang sitting shirtless on the ponytail, facing Cui Bicheng in the sun, it was a horror.

The two of them sat facing each other, stretching out their hands and gesticulating, you come and go, and some of the little soldiers of the Yin Mansion around them sat respectfully on the ground between the two of them, with their chins on their hands, like sunflowers I usually look at these two drunken fairies.

A little soldier looked at Cui Bicheng with admiration, "Master Cui, I heard that you fought the Xiongnu with our handsome man? And... you also saved our handsome man's life?"

"what is this?"

Cui Bicheng tore off the dried lotus leaf wine seal on the jar in his hand, held his neck high and took two sips of the wine. Immediately, a strange aroma rushed to his face, like a hand tearing open the previous life, flashing golden memories.

"I think back then, our old Cui could fight off a monk from Shaolin Temple with one hand!"

The little soldier asked again, "The other hand, what are you doing?"

Old Cui was as happy as a mouse, "The other one...haha, it's hugging a beautiful nun from Mount Emei! Oh, Chengzi, you're here...Oh, no, I should call you fucking Zhao Yu! What kind of fucking names are these?"

This time it was Yin Butang's turn to stop talking. He focused his attention on the wine bowl in his hand. Facing the thick and amber-like wine, he was trying his luck. He was using all his strength to resist the strong aroma and strength of the wine. , if he is not careful, he will be washed away by the smell of alcohol, and he will sleep for seven days and seven nights, drunk and dreaming to death.

Cui Bicheng wobbled, and was supported by Niu Xiaoer to stand up. He swayed over and grabbed me, "Come here? Come, come, come, come and drink! This is a good wine from the Eastern Palace! It's in the ancestral temple. More than 800 years, I, Old Cui, have never drank such good wine in this life, oh no, in the previous life, the next life!”

Old Cui's paws rested on my shoulders, "Speaking of which, the crown prince is so kind, he sent the 800-year-old Lanling, these things are worth dying for if you take a sip!"

I turned my head and saw several dark clay pots lined up side by side, all sealed and painted with tung oil.And the top is covered with a layer of dark red satin, the silk hangs down, and it can still sway with the slight wind, like a lingering ghost.

I hugged Cui Bicheng and dragged him into the house like a pig, then I called a few more soldiers from the Yin family and asked them to lift Mr. Yin Butang with his four paws facing the sky, and put him back on the kang first.At last Cui Bicheng didn't die drunk, otherwise I wouldn't be able to touch him, I dragged him, but it was the Yin family's soldiers who were in trouble. I can't lift Master Yin up.In the end, it was Mrs. Yin who came. She had the ability to have someone dig a firewood door and put my old father-in-law on the door, and several people dragged and dragged him back home.

The night passed in such a daze.The next day before dawn, the entire mansion woke up, heated hot water to bathe in incense, took a bath and washed face, and pressed the swollen eyes with ice cubes of honey cucumber. Say hello.

Entering the palace this time is like being reincarnated again.

The emperor condescendingly showed his face. He seemed to have been practicing alchemy since midnight. His pale face was nestled behind the thick white mink fur. He looked at Yin Qiluo and me with a gaze overlooking the world, and then slightly Smiling, he rewarded Yin Qiluo with 1000 taels of gold and [-] bolts of fine silk.

My mother met the two of us at her Shouchun Palace.

The more she watched, the more she liked it, she kept holding Yin Qiluo's hand and talking, and she wanted to leave us for a meal before going back.The two women were chattering, and my mother suddenly said to me who was dozing off beside me, "You go to Yuxi Palace, the Cucumber from the Supervisor of Ceremonies came over yesterday and asked about your business, he said I really miss you. You go to see him, and bring him this plate of shortbread by the way. Yushanfang fawns, it’s delicious, but it’s too much. If we can’t eat it, let him eat it. Don’t waste it. nice one."

I said, "OK".

Then he left the Shouchun Palace with a plate.As soon as they arrived at Tianjie, there was a silent commotion in front of them, and then the whole line of eunuchs and maids kneeled respectfully facing the high wall, with their necks stretched out and their heads lowered, like a pile of hanging roast ducks.Several people meandered along the kneeling crowd.Walking in the front is a child wearing a gorgeous silk embroidered dress, with a round face and a smile like a sweet little honey bean.

I was frightened.

I hurriedly hid back, but that little honey bean had already seen me, and called me happily, "Brother Yi!" Then he opened his two little hands, and rushed over like a little fat duck brushed with spices.

The Yuezheng rushed forward, and I hid back.

He jumped forward again, and I dodged back again. After two strokes, it was unavoidable. My back was stuck to the wall behind me. Seeing that I didn't hug him like usual, I was a little aggrieved. He raised his little hand and put it on the food box in my hand, raised his head, and looked at me with two dark grape-like eyes.

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with you? Why don't you hug me?"

Ten feet behind him is Wen Zhan, who is as quiet as a shadow.

Wen Zhan called him lightly, "Yue Zheng. Come back."

Yuezheng turned to look at Wen Zhan, and then looked back at me.

"Brother Yi, I heard that you are married. You are married to the daughter of a great general. I have seen her before. Once, Concubine Cui asked her to enter the palace. I saw it." tugged on my sleeve. "Brother Yi, why did you marry her? She's not pretty."

I couldn't speak, and Wen Zhan, who was ten feet away, couldn't speak either. He looked at this place coldly.

Yuezheng suddenly grabbed my hand, his little hand was like a kitten's paw, soft and warm, and he said, "Brother Yi, why don't you stay with Brother Six? No one is better than Brother Six." Looks good, and no one treats you better than him. Brother Yi, only he can be worthy of you."

The sky is clearly very bright, but I feel very dark, like a ball of coal.My body was standing against the south wall, like a dried mushroom stuck to the stone wall.

Looking at Little Fat Duck's puffy mouth and doughy face, I always want to reach out and rub him in my arms and knead him vigorously.

But I can't.

I knelt down slowly, looked into the grape-like eyes of Yuezheng, and said, "Your Highness Seventh, I am not your elder brother Yi. Your Highness Cheng Yi died a long time ago, and was buried in the earth more than 20 years ago."

"Huh?" Yuezheng frowned, and put his warm little hand on my forehead, "Brother Yi, are you sick?"

I shook my head.

Yuezheng, "Then how do you say you're dead?"

His little finger draws circles on the back of my hand.

"Brother Yi, you are here, it is still hot, and you are not a ghost."

I just feel that Yuezheng is like a drop of hot water pouring on my heart, leaving a hole there, and Wen Zhan, who is like a stone carving behind him, is a sharp knife.

Wen Zhan's eyes are dim and unclear, just like this day, they are clearly bright, but they are dark, unfathomable, treacherous and changeable, and all these are hidden under the tranquility.He came over and picked up the zither. Little Fat Duck seemed to have a lot of questions in his mind, but Wen Zhan smiled. He just put his finger to his mouth and hissed softly.

Wen Zhan, "Yuezheng, he is right. There is no brother Yi in this world, he died long ago. For so many years, we just lived in a weird dream and met a person we shouldn't have met. Now, even that person is dead. So..." He flicked Yuezheng's nose with his finger, smiling like a pool of clear water, "Wake up, the sun is shining on your butt."

Then, I felt Wen Zhan take a step forward, I lowered my head, and I could also see his gold suede boots and the pearls on them.

"You...get up."