I started learning how to make old wine in February and finally made my first bottle of wine in May.
When the former imperial attendant sent the wine to the spiritual cultivation hall where Han Chan was resting, he looked at March Yin who stopped him, opened the jar, and tasted a spoonful of it first, thinking that he was indeed the same person as him. There is still a distance of three months between the kings.
Liu Sanyue stood on the palace road surrounded by flowers and plants, tasting the wine seriously.
Chen Jiu looked at him uneasily for a long time, and then said cautiously: "This jar of wine was brewed under my personal care, so there shouldn't be any problems."
Liu Sanyue swallowed the sip of wine, then returned the jar of wine to Chen Jiu, and said calmly: "It's not that I'm afraid of poisoning, I'm just worried that your brewing will be too bad and the king will be in a bad mood after drinking it." not good."
When Chen Jiu heard this, he looked at Liu Sanyue with some worry and asked, "So what?"
The ugly-looking Taoist smiled slightly and said, "It's not bad, but the king may be taking a nap. You can wait outside the palace for a while."
Chen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and held the jar of wine in his arms towards Liu Sanyue.
"Thank you, Master Yin March."
Liu Sanyue waved his hands and walked out of the spiritual cultivation hall.
Chen Jiu carefully carried the jar of wine until he walked outside the hall, and then stood there quietly holding the wine in his arms.
After all, it was not the twelfth lunar month of winter. After all, Chen Jiu had once been a waiter, so he had naturally become accustomed to waiting like this.
...
Liu Sanyue just walked through the Chu Palace and saw a young man walking over in a hurry on the palace road. He stopped in front of him, bowed respectfully, and then asked with some urgency: "Your Majesty, How to say?"
Liu Sanyue stood in the wind and shook his head, saying, "The king still hasn't mentioned anything about Zhao's happiness."
The young man from Zuo Shi Mansion, Jing Jing, really calmed down. He stood silently on the palace road, raised his head and walked towards the back of the world.
After a long time, the young man said softly: "Nanyi City counterattacked, and the Huangliang army suffered heavy losses. If the king has not yet decided to withdraw the army, maybe he really wants Zhao Gaoxing to go with those Wu Jia Buried in the North."
Liu Sanyue didn't say anything, just looked at the world and sighed softly.
"What a human sword sect, Hu Lu."
Such a name, even if it has the name of a human sword sect in front of it, probably won't make it sound any better.
It's just that in the stories of the past few days, this name has obviously become well known to the world.
Neither the south nor the north expected that just when the attack on Shanyue City had made some progress, such a sword would suddenly be shot from Nanyi City, crossing Lingnan, and falling towards the rebels and rebels. Witch armor.
This resulted in heavy losses for those unprepared armies, and they had to retreat to Lingnan to hold on.
The young man named Hu Lu, with the sword intention of several generations of masters of Xiqiao, the human sword sect, forcibly suppressed the Tonggui Monument and activated such a large river formation.
Although the spiritual platform is no longer among them, there is still a river flowing away like a sword.
Of course Liu Sanyue had never thought of such a thing.
After all, the Human Sword Sect only had a young man and a seventh-level disciple left in Nanyi City. When Qing Xiang and the others raised the flag, they probably did not think that the flag would break on its own.
Standing there quietly.
Liu Sanyue continued: "But you don't have to worry. Even if Huaian really starts to counterattack, it will not cross Lingnan and be buried in the north. It is naturally too pessimistic. After all, everyone knows now that the goddess Yao Ji , was invited by the Prime Minister to go to the north, and was in Nanyi City."
Jing Jing stood on the palace road for a long time. After a long time, he said softly: "It's just that the goddess must have something she is worried about."
Although Jingjing didn't know what stories had happened in the upper-level cultivation world of the human world, it did not prevent such a young man from seeing many things.
Liu Sanyue was silent for a while, and then said calmly: "Yes."
The two of them stood quietly on the palace road, looking over the eaves of the palace and looking towards the north together.
"Will the goddess die?"
the boy asked.
Liu Sanyue shook his head.
"How do I know?"
"I heard that your Excellency was once a Northern Taoist cultivator."
"Northern Taoist cultivators naturally don't know many things." Liu Sanyue lowered his head and walked slowly along the palace road. “Nothing in the world knows everything, and no one knows everything.”
Jingjing didn't say anything more, just stood there.
Liu Sanyue looked back at the young man, thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to wait a little longer?"
Tranquility nodded.
"The old wine brewed in the palace has just been delivered. When he comes out later, you can ask him to see how His Majesty is feeling."
"Thank you, sir."
.....
The King of Chu may be in a good mood, or he may be in a bad mood.
When Chen Jiu walked in with the jar of wine in his arms, he saw the king wearing inner clothes, leaning on the palace, looking up at the ceiling in the palace calmly.
This servant who once accompanied the emperor was actually a little uneasy. After all, he had not seen the king he had seen on the steps of the Wind and Snow Palace for a long time.
So he held the jar of wine very carefully and knelt down in the palace.
"I have succeeded in brewing wine, and I came here to present it to Your Majesty."
The emperor who was sitting there looked back at the attendant whom he had not seen for several months. He did not show any signs of sadness or joy, and just said calmly: "Take it and have a taste."
Chen Jiu carried the jar of wine over, and Han Chan stood up and walked to the side. There was a table with some drinking utensils, two cushions, and a handle that had not seen blood for a long time. Jian, Liu Sanyue and Han Chan probably drank here before.
Chen Jiu picked up the wine utensils on the table, poured a glass for Han Chan, and then presented it to him respectfully.
Han Chan took the wine glass, sat there and took a sip, and then said slowly: "How long have you been brewing this wine?"
Chen Jiu stood aside and said sincerely: "March, there are more than three months, Your Majesty."
Although the old wine is brewed in January, there are some things that cannot be brewed without leaving.
Probably there is wine in the name, so Chenjiu and wine do have some connection, and he learned quickly.
Han Chan didn't say anything else, just took the jar of wine from Chen Jiu's hand, then stood up, walked out of the hall, and finally stopped on the stone steps in front of the Lingxiu Hall, quietly looking at the quiet scene. royal palace.
Chen Jiu followed him silently.
The emperor, dressed in plain clothes, sat down in front of the palace, holding a jar of wine. He looked less like a human emperor than a human swordsman drinking wine.
Hanchan is of course a human swordsman.
"I came here in a hurry to offer wine in the third month of brewing..." Hanchan took a sip of wine, and then said calmly, "Chen Jiu, it seems that you really don't like this kind of thing."
Chen Jiu said with some fear: "I thought that the king was not used to drinking Huangliang wine, so he was in a hurry..."
Han Chan smiled softly and said, "So even if the wine you brew is Huaian's wine."
This is probably why Liu Sanyue thought it was pretty good after tasting it.
Chen Jiu said softly: "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Have you tasted March Yin?"
Han Chan asked such a question.
Liu Sanyue had just left the Spiritual Cultivation Hall before, so naturally he would meet such a person who came with a drink.
"Have tasted it."
"What does he think?"
Chen Jiu hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "Mr. Yuyue Yin also thinks it's good."
Han Chan didn't speak for a long time, just sitting there drinking quietly.
It is natural for Huaian sword cultivators to drink Huaian wine.
After a long time, Han Chan calmly said: "Go."
Although Chen Jiu didn't understand why Hanchan would ask these questions, he didn't say anything and left silently.
Just when I was walking on the palace roads with gentle wind, I heard the emperor say calmly behind me: "Next time, remember to brew some wine from Liuyun Mountain Range."
.......
Liu Sanyue walked quietly on the long street of Kyoto.
Although the news of the war in the north has not yet become known to everyone, it is just that the door between the north and the south is wide open. Naturally, such a thing will soon fall into the ears of the world.
Today, there are still many excited discussions in the streets and alleys - the world has never thought that Huangliang would one day achieve such a feat, rejecting Huai'an in the north and suppressing the demon tribe in the south.
Yes, Nanli Demon Clan.
After those Huai'an demon tribes crossed the sea, the demon tribe that left from the demon soil of Youhuang Mountains finally appeared in the human world.
I don’t know how they persuaded the group of monsters coming from the north, so that the monster clan, which was about to leave Cong Ran peacefully, directly started fighting with Cong Ran Jianyuan.
Fortunately, the sword cultivators of Jian Yuan still maintained great vigilance. In addition, the area around Jian Yuan had a strong suppression force on all sword cultivators. Therefore, they were able to suppress the demon clan from the north rather forcefully. Got there.
Han Chan stood quietly on the street, listening to the discussions coming from the tavern, and sighed.
Naturally, the world doesn't know that such a situation is shocking, but only they know that today's Huangliang is indeed in a precarious situation.
The demon clan's sudden attack from the sky forced the Huangliang army, which was supposed to cross the Daze with all its strength and leave in armor to bathe in the divine light, to have to detach a large part to go to the vicinity of Cong Ran Jianyuan to rush to the aid of the Jianyuan Cultivator there. This is also The reason why Huang Liang delayed his attack on Shanyue City was finally forced back to the south of Fengqiling by a hesitant young man who sent out a sword.
Liu Sanyue was listening there, but he heard the same sigh. He turned around and saw that it was Mr. Ling Yin who was now there.
Liu Sanyue bowed.
"Why do you sigh, Master Ling Yin?"
Lord Lao said softly: "Why Lord Yin sighs in March, that's why I sigh."
Liu Sanyue looked behind Ling Yin and saw Zuo Sima and others, and then said softly: "It seems that Lord Ling Yin came to see me specially."
The old man looked at Liu Sanyue quietly and said: "The king has not been to the Chu Palace for a long time. I heard that he often drinks with Master Yin in March at the Lingxiu Hall. Naturally, we have to come and ask you. What does the king mean?"
Although Ling Yin was inferior to Huang Liang and more than ten thousand people, it was just that when Han Chan wanted to keep Liu Sanyue and set up a Sanyue Yin, some things were naturally meaningful.
This king is not close to the Huangliang people.
Even the Xuanxuyuan that pushed him to the throne in the first place.
Liu Yuyue turned his head and stood quietly in the street wind, and said slowly: "I really don't know what the king is thinking in Yueyue. Since my lord has something to think about, you might as well go to the palace and ask."
Ling Yin was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Your Majesty is drinking with a sword. Naturally, no one except Master Yin of March dares to pay attention."
Liu Sanyue said softly: "My lord, why don't you think about why the king drinks with me and brings a sword?"
The old man looked at Liu Sanyue in silence.
The latter continued: "Senior brother and junior brother are, after all, the names we used to call him in the past. The current king, Liu Sanyue, is also somewhat alienated. Your Excellency, when you come here today, you have naturally found the wrong person."
But everyone fell silent on the street.
People coming and going looked at the adults in the palace with some curiosity, not knowing what was going on.
After a long time, Liu Sanyue said softly: "Sir, if there is nothing else, Liu Sanyue will take his leave first."
Ling Yin said nothing, just watched silently as the ugly Taoist from the north walked away.
Such an old man may not have thought that Huang Liang would reach such a point.
They may suddenly understand why Han Chan was so hasty in sending troops to the north not long after he took the throne.
All by chance.
No one thought that Huang Liang would no longer be able to contain such an emperor.
Jian Yuan is entangled in the matter of the demon clan. Most of the gentlemen from Xuan Xuyuan have gone to Huai'an. Even the human soldiers are involved in various parties and cannot threaten such a great swordsman from Huai'an. .
Someone behind him said softly: "Or, Du Ze went to find the goddess?"
Ling Yin just stood there silently.
If everything was really going to be done like this, then the changes in the Huangliang Palace would probably become an extremely ridiculous thing in the world.
The people of Xuanxuyuan and Jiushi promoted Han Chan to take the throne in order to take Kyoto back from the hands of the goddess and hold it in the hands of the world.
But no one expected that under the changes in human affairs, Huang Liang would also lose some strength that could check and balance such an emperor.
After a long time, the old man said with a sense of sadness: "Maybe the king has other deep thoughts."
Such a sentence is naturally a helpless move.
...
In Xuanxu Courtyard, Liu Sanyue looked at the frowning Liu Chunfeng and Qi Jingyuan who were standing in the small building of Tanchun Garden. He smiled slightly and said, "It seems that Lord Ling Yin has also come to see you."
Liu Chunfeng leaned on the railing of the small building, looked at Liu Sanyue for a long time, and then said softly: "So what exactly does Han Chan want to do?"
Liu Sanyue said softly: "Senior brother, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
Liu Chunfeng was silent for a while, looked towards the long street of Kyoto, and said slowly: "You can say anything."
As long as you tell the truth or lies, you will naturally be able to guess the truth and lies.
Liu Sanyue walked to the fence and listened quietly to the sound of bamboo leaves swaying all over the courtyard. She neither told the truth nor a lie, but calmly asked him a question.
"Can we really defeat His Majesty by crossing the North from Xuanxuyuan?"
Liu Chunfeng turned to look at Liu Sanyue, wondering why he would ask such a question.
In other words, this probably isn't really a problem.
Because the answer is obvious.
"No. Unless the Xuexi Courtyard takes root all over Huai'an like yellow beams."
Liu Sanyue smiled softly and said: "So why did Huang Liang not ask the king what he wanted to do when he sent troops before, but now he has to ask? Huang Liang's use of troops against Huaian is like Xuan Xie Yuan Du Just like Ze's rebellion, the ending is explained at the beginning."
Liu Chunfeng stood there silently, while the ugly Taoist beside him continued to speak.
"So in fact, from the very beginning, Master Ling Yin and Xuan Xue Yuan were very clear and able to accept certain stories. It was just a great change in the world, and Huaian was killed by a certain sword... The Taoist of Xiyun Temple It completely disrupts the world and allows everyone to see some hope. Once there is hope, there will be a gap, so I find it unacceptable."
Liu Sanyue may have really wanted to talk about a certain sword cultivator at the beginning, but in the end he replaced it with a certain Taoist.
Liu Chunfeng was silent for a long time, and then sighed and said: "So whether it is the truth or a lie, it is actually the same, that is - the king has always done this. What has changed is not drinking in the spiritual cultivation hall. Your Majesty, but everyone who has begun to have hope in the human world."
Qi Jingyuan, who looked like a young man at the side, said softly: "So from the beginning, we were pious to the human world. After we tasted some sweetness, our thoughts have become pious to the Huangliang human world."
Liu Sanyue stood on the railing and said softly: "Of course it is."
Liu Chunfeng looked at Liu Sanyue and said, "So I can probably guess why Master Yin came to Xuanyuyuan in Sanyue."
Liu Sanyue said: "Although Lord Ling Yin came to me, it means that my senior brother has not agreed to some of their requests, but after all, I am still a little worried, so it is best to come over and talk to my senior brother."
Liu Chunfeng, a four-level Taoist cultivator, and Qi Jingyuan, a Sword Master of Death, are naturally the only ones in Kyoto who may be able to control Han Chan.
The three of them stood quietly in the small building of Tanchun Garden.
After a long time, Liu Chunfeng said softly: "So have you ever thought about it?"
Liu Sanyue was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "I am not a saint, of course I have thought about it, but it is just like the question asked by Jingjing of Zuo Shifu - the goddess also has people she is afraid of, and once Huang Liang If you lose the goddess, you will have nothing, so why would you put eggs in some baskets when you know they are broken? After all..."
The Taoist turned back to look north and said softly: "I am different from you. I am from Huai'an, not from Huangliang."
Liu Sanyue said, looked at Liu Chunfeng, smiled softly, and said: "It is undeniable that when I found out that His Majesty forced all the Xuansheyuan to rebel, I knew that he had certainly done something wrong."
"It's just that, senior brother, I am not a saint, and your Majesty is not a saint either. Everyone is stubborn sometimes, and everyone has their own way of doing things. Of course, there is no small mistake in the emperor's affairs, but it is something that you and I both understand. How could your majesty not know about it? "
Liu Chunfeng fell silent.
Naturally, there is only one Your Majesty in the world.
That is the Demon Emperor Shenhe.
