After Liu Mingzhi, Qinglian and his wife left the city gate, at some point Liu had a jar of wine in his hand, while Qinglian held a bag of spiced broad beans in his hand, throwing them into his mouth from time to time as a snack. Last one.
As for where the wine and spiced broad beans come from, only the two of them know.
The couple walked up and down, admiring the boundless snowy scenery on the outskirts of Beijing, while softly discussing the future marriages of their children. Unknowingly, the two of them wandered to the Shili Changting Pavilion north of the capital.
Liu Mingzhi looked around at the bare willow trees on both sides of the pavilion, then took the beauty's wrist and walked towards the pavilion.
Looking at the stone bench and the snow on the stone table that had not yet completely melted, Liu Mingzhi handed the wine jar to Qinglian's hand, bent down to brush off the snow on the table and bench, and sat down carelessly.
"Lian'er, sit down!"
Qinglian smiled and nodded sweetly. She first put the wine and broad beans on the stone table, then adjusted her skirt with both hands, and then sat down next to her husband in a graceful and elegant manner.
Qinglian's jade fingers flicked off the mud seal on the wine jar, and she moved her head to the mouth of the jar to take a deep sniff of the rich aroma of wine. Qinglian smiled and handed the wine jar to Liu Mingzhi's hand.
"Husband, please try how it tastes."
“My husband doesn’t need to taste it to know that this stolen…ahem…borrowed wine will definitely taste better than the purchased wine.
My husband saw everything you looked like when you were eating broad beans, just like you were reincarnated as a starving ghost in your previous life. "
Qinglian wrinkled her nose angrily: "Isn't it okay that I haven't eaten enough this morning? Besides, just because the broad beans are delicious, it doesn't mean that the wine will taste good. Judging from the way you said it, it means that you have already drank the wine. How delicious it is."
Young Master Liu picked up a broad bean and threw it into his mouth, his smiling eyes showing the look of recalling the past: "Good Lian'er, you don't understand this.
Whether the wine tastes good or not, the type and year of the wine are secondary. The key lies in the state of mind when drinking.
The taste of the borrowed wine is completely different from that of the purchased wine.
Let me tell you this, just like watermelon, now there are many people growing watermelon in Dalong Gyeonggi, and watermelon is no longer a rare fruit.
But before fruits like watermelon became popular among the people, the taste of watermelon at that time was different from the taste of watermelon now.
Just like my husband in my previous life, when my husband was young and his family was average, he often went to the melon farmers' fields with his childhood playmates to steal watermelons to eat.
Even if the stolen watermelon was half-cooked, my husband would feel it was sweeter than honey when he ate it.
Later, when my husband grew up, although he had not yet started a family and started a business, he was barely able to be self-reliant, and he could easily buy endless watermelons with the money in his hand.
But my husband could no longer taste the taste of watermelon he had stolen with his childhood friends when he was young.
Watermelon or watermelon, there is essentially no difference, it is just a change in mood.
Therefore, the taste of stolen things and bought things will always be different. "
Qinglian looked at Mr. Liu who was chatting with a strange expression, and nodded with a half-smile.
"No wonder, husband, you always go to places like brothels just to drink wine, and never do bad things to the girls there. Instead, you secretly visit Sister Chen Jie and Sister He Shu every now and then to have a loving relationship.
Is this the difference between spending money to buy sex and stealing someone secretly?
If you like excitement, just say you like excitement. Why are you talking so much? Do you appear to be very knowledgeable?
What about different moods and different moods? Is this necessary? "
"Uh... these are two different things. Why is it involving Jie'er and Shu'er again?"
"When I drink your bar, I will talk nonsense, and even bring up things from my previous life. In my previous life, I was a fairy in the sky! Who knows the key things in my previous life? Will anyone believe me if I tell you about my identity?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the beauty's delicate expression pretending to be angry, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Summer insects cannot speak of ice, summer insects cannot speak of ice!"
Dear Lian'er, just think that your husband is talking nonsense.
Come, in front of such a beautiful scenery, we, the couple, have a good drink today. By the way, Lian'er, did you steal the cup while stealing the broad beans? "
Qinglian froze while eating broad beans, looked at her husband and shook her head with a mocking smile: "I forgot about this, but it doesn't matter if I don't have a cup.
After excluding your important identity as husband, our husband and wife can be regarded as half of the world!
Since they are children of the world, they should be casual and drink directly from the wine jar. It’s not like I haven’t drank like this before. Isn’t it necessary to drink with or without a cup? "
Qinglian picked up the wine jar in Liu Mingzhi's hand with a smile, stood up and stepped on the stone bench with her lotus feet, raised her jade neck and gently opened her red lips, raised the wine and poured it down.
After a few breaths, Qinglian held up the wine jar and burped, gently placed the wine in front of Young Master Liu, and casually wiped the wine from the corner of her lips with her sleeve.
"Husband, it's your turn to drink."
Young Master Liu looked at the heroic figure of the Qinglian Girls in amazement and silently gave a thumbs up.
"It's a pity that Lian'er, you are wearing a light cyan double-breasted skirt today. If you change it into a red corset, it would really look like the Dongfang Bubai drinking style back then."
"Ah? Who is Dongfang Bubai?"
"Hey, he's just a legendary character written by a gentleman. It doesn't matter whether he says it or not, he drinks."
"Husband, don't drink in such a hurry, eat some broad beans!"
"Lian'er still knows how to be considerate. If you marry a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"
Qinglian smiled proudly, grabbed a handful of broad beans and put it in Liu Mingzhi's hand and looked at the scenery outside the pavilion.
"Husband, do you still remember the poem we asked Sister Yun to compose from you?"
"I have written many poems for my husband. Which one are you talking about? The one about a flock of geese in the sky?"
"Of course it's not those poems that you deliberately talked nonsense about, husband. It's the poem about birds flying across thousands of mountains and people disappearing across thousands of paths. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone for snow in the cold river.
Husband, look at the boundless snowy scene in front of you. Isn’t it appropriate to recite this poem? "
"It turns out it's this one. My husband vaguely remembers that I copied...composed this poem, but it was already many years ago. If you didn't mention it, Lian'er, I would have almost forgotten it."
Liu Mingzhi stood up and walked towards the steps of the pavilion with the wine jar in hand, silently stopping on the steps and looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him: "As for whether this poem is very appropriate for the time, I don't know yet.
Because of the artistic conception in the poem, my husband has never experienced it from beginning to end.
On the contrary, outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the artistic conception of green grass and green sky made my husband feel deeply. "
Liu Mingzhi took a few long sips of wine in silence, turned around and looked at the endless official road to the north.
"Eighteen years ago, when my husband was on his first mission to the Kingdom of Jin, the old man, my mother, Yun'er... they were here in this ten-mile pavilion to practice for my husband, and send my husband and the Dalong envoy away Outside the pass, we had friendly relations with the Jin Dynasty when Wanyan was in power, and conducted border trade.
Seventeen years ago, my uncle Zhang Kuang returned to Northern Xinjiang, and my husband also practiced it for him here.
Sixteen years ago, my father went to Haijin Port incognito to supervise the construction of the treasure ships and docks of the Dalong fleet.
Just as the eldest brother Li Baiyu was serving as the prince overseeing the country, soldiers and horses from all the countries in the Western Regions suddenly joined forces to invade the border. When my husband was ordered to serve as the governor of the Sixth Guards of the Northern Xinjiang and his eldest brother Song Qing rushed to the northern Xinjiang, the eldest brother Li Baiyu and the Manchu civil and military officials also Here for the husband to practice.
Twelve years ago, when my husband was serving as the governor of Yingzhou and Fuzhou in northern Xinjiang, my eldest brother Li Baiyu still broke a willow tree to send him off here.
Five years ago, my husband sent the child Li Ye to live in seclusion in the mountains. Although my husband sent him to the east of the city, my husband came here specially to break a willow stick.
In the blink of an eye, our husband and wife have known each other for twenty years. Yiyi, Feifei, and Chengfeng are all nineteen years old.
We met when my husband was nineteen years old, and now my husband is thirty-nine years old.
Since he entered the capital as an official, he has traveled here and there, wandering around for many years. This inconspicuous little ten-mile pavilion has witnessed the eighteen spring and autumn years of his husband!
My father worked hard throughout his life and passed away at the age of fifty-one.
My husband is already thirty-nine this year. Do you think my husband can survive to the age of my father? "
