After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Qingwei was the first to break the silence in the room.He shook the porcelain cup in his hand unhurriedly, and said in a cold voice, "Do you want to try it?"

After he paused for a while, he added: "It's just fruit wine, not easy to get drunk."

Qi Zizhen lowered his head and did not answer, and the movements of stroking the cat became a little slower.

Ning Qingwei glanced at him, got up and took out a clean porcelain cup, poured about half a cup into the cup, and placed it in front of Qi Zizhen.

"...Thank you, my lord." Qi Zizhen looked at the snow-white porcelain cup pushed in front of him, reached out his hand after a while, and gently held it.

The wall of the cup is warm and cold to the touch, and you can faintly smell the faint fragrance of the fruit wine in the cup.

He slowly picked up the glass and took a sip.

The entrance is sweet and sour, and the rich aroma of wine spreads on the tip of the tongue a little bit, but the taste is more like fruit juice, with a faint taste of green plum.

...it's plum wine.

Qi Zizhen shrank his fingertips, and clenched his other hand slightly into a fist - green plum wine has an extraordinary meaning to him.

In this world, the adult gift his mother gave him was green plum wine brewed by his mother herself—it was also the last gift his mother gave him.

He still remembers that when he received green plum wine, he also said that he would brew a jar for his mother himself and give it to him on her birthday.At that time, the smile on the mother's face became very strange, very gentle, and it seemed that she was about to be relieved.

He was completely unaware of it when he was in joy.

Then the next day, when he was still in class, he was suddenly called out by the head teacher, saying that his mother had an accident and committed suicide by taking an overdose of sleeping pills.

He skipped the whole day's class and rushed home, but all he was left with was a suicide note under the plum wine.

In the suicide note, the mother said that she just missed his father too much. She had been waiting for him to become an adult for 17 years, so she couldn't wait any longer.The mother also told him not to be sad, she chose not death, but another new beginning.

Qi Zizhen always knew that his mother loved him very much, so after that day, he followed his mother's wishes in the suicide note and did not feel depressed. He laughed and played with his classmates as usual, and worked hard to get into the ideal university.

Later, he was admitted to the university he wanted to go to, and his life fell into the lowest ebb since then.

And the last green plum wine in that altar witnessed the beginning and even the end of all his bad luck.

He will never forget the sourness and sweetness of that altar of green plum wine, and the clear and light fragrance of the wine that lingers around him every night when he is on the verge of collapse.

The hand holding the wine glass tightened a little bit, he drank the green plum wine in the glass in small sips, and put the porcelain cup back on the table in silence.

Ning Qingwei was always paying attention to his reaction, and frowned slightly when he saw this: "If you don't like it, you don't have to force it."

Qi Zizhen shook his head, took a deep breath, calmed down, and raised his eyes to look directly at Ning Qingwei: "Caomin dare to ask Mr. Guoshi, where did you buy this green plum wine?"

Ning Qingwei took back the empty teacup and said calmly, "I brewed it myself. If you like it, I can teach you."

……

Song Yaoxu can't go out of the palace without authorization for too long. After packing up the dishes and chopsticks, it's almost time to come back, so he bid farewell to Ning Qingwei and went back to the East Palace with Qi Zizhen.

After coming out of the National Master Pagoda, Qi Zizhen had sorted out his mood, and followed Song Yaoxu quietly, all he could think about was the method of brewing green plum wine that Ning Qingwei said.

In his previous life, he had to accompany Prince Guan to wander around all day long, and he rarely had free time of his own.Now that he lives another life, he decides to fulfill his promise to his mother and brew a jar of green plum wine for his mother himself.

Although green plum wine is already a symbol of bad luck for him, it is also the last thought left by his mother and his last promise to her.

Qi Zizhen kept his head half down all the way, and on the surface his mood was not much different from when he left the palace.

At exactly the right time, the sky was still dark, and only a faintly reddish dark color could be seen in the distance, like a ray of dawn struggling to break through the darkness.

The sun always rises, and today may be another sunny day.

Returning unhurriedly to the vicinity of the secret passage, Song Yaoxu estimated the time for the guards to change shifts, and made sure that there would be no one on the other side of the palace wall before returning to the palace with Qi Zizhen.

At Maozheng, the morning court had already begun, and the palace was as quiet and deserted as when they came out.

Qi Zizhen and Song Yaoxu hid from the patrol guards and court ladies and eunuchs, and finally went back relaxed and leisurely after returning to the vicinity of the East Palace.

"Your Highness."

Cui Liang, who was always guarding the gate of the East Palace, was finally relieved when he saw the two of them coming back, and went forward to take the lantern from the Prince's hand: "Did your Highness encounter anything during this trip?"

Song Yaoxu shook his head lightly: "It's nothing."

After briefly confirming that there was nothing abnormal in the East Palace, Song Yaoxu said to Cui Liang: "By the way, I will order someone to go to the market to buy some green plums and come back later."

Hearing the word "Qingmei", Qi Zizhen pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked up at Song Yaoxu.

Song Yaoxu just smiled, and after Cui Liang took the order, he said: "The national teacher told me that you want to brew green plum wine, and it happens that I also have this plan in the near future, why don't you come along with me."

Qi Zizhen didn't intend to care about the credibility of this statement. What he was most helpless at first was the preparation of green plum wine. If he had the power of the prince, then these would not be a problem.

After a long while, he bowed to Song Yaoxu, as indifferent and alienated as before: "Caomin thanked the prince."

Song Yaoxu got used to his attitude, waved his hand to let him go back to the room first, and called him together after the materials were ready.

Fortunately, the servants in the Eastern Palace were quick to work, and all the materials needed were ready by Chenshi.

There is a special small dining room in the East Palace. Song Yaoxu changed into a set of black clothes that are not easy to get dirty, and went to the small dining room with Qi Zizhen to prepare green plum wine.

The way of brewing wine in ancient times was somewhat different from that of the modern world, and it was the first time for Qi Zizhen to do this kind of thing, even though he was introduced by the national teacher, he was still very unfamiliar.

Song Yaoxu's movements are much more proficient in comparison, and he will come to remind Qi Zizhen when he pauses.

I don't know if he noticed Qi Zizhen's surprise, Song Yaoxu smiled and said to him while continuing what he was doing: "You probably don't know, the second emperor brother has always been good at wine, and since he was a child he has been clamoring to drink my own brew, so he asked A special person learned it for a while. Later, I brewed a pot for him every year, and I am familiar with the process.”

While speaking, Song Yaoxu's brows and eyes were filled with softness, as if he was nostalgic for the days when the second prince was still in the palace.

Qi Zizhen couldn't help but think of the scene where Song Yaoxu and the princes were enjoying themselves in the South Study that day.

All this seems to be very beautiful, brothers and friends are respectful, but they are pure and beautiful under the imperial power.

But Qi Zizhen knew that all this was just a cage woven by King Guan.

Guide them to live in harmony, create a comfortable atmosphere, erode the talents of the princes little by little, and weaken their competitiveness in front of the throne.

At that time, the crown prince would not understand government affairs, and the princes would be even more ignorant, and the only one who could take on the great task of governing the country was King Guan.

Qi Zizhen pursed his lips lightly, but in the end he didn't continue to think about it. He sealed the wine jar according to Song Yaoxu's reminder, and handed it over to the servants to bury it under a tree next to the yard, waiting to be taken out together in the future.

He stood under the tree, watching the wine jar was covered with soil little by little, and then turned back to the room without making a sound.

I'm afraid there will never be a day when this jar of wine will be taken out again.