In the Zhizhi Hall of Zhixingyuan, Wei Zhilin was playing with the porcelain bottle in his hand. There was a heavy box at his feet. In the box were several jars of aged wine. The red silk at the seal had faded and turned yellow. It looked very fresh. some years.
The porcelain bottle in Wei Zhilin's hand was only three inches in size. It was like mutton-fat white jade and was warm to the touch. The stopper at the mouth of the bottle was also wrapped in red silk. As Wei Zhilin's palm moved, the sound of liquid flowing could be heard from the bottle.
Wei Zhilin put his thumb against the mouth of the bottle, gently pressed and picked it up. The porcelain bottle opened, and an extremely strong aroma of wine came out, filling the entire room for a moment.
Wei Zhilin took out a small wine cup from the drawer and tipped it over his wrist. The wine in the bottle turned into a straight thin line and was filled instantly. The wine was golden amber in color, fragrant and filled the room with fragrance.
He picked up the wine cup and took a sip. His mouth was fragrant, sweet, and soft. He closed his eyes and let the wine roll between his tongue and teeth. He swallowed it slowly. A line of fire seemed to fall from his chest and abdomen, and his whole body suddenly felt... The pores are dilated and the whole body feels comfortable.
"Good wine!" A loud voice came from outside the door, and Cheng Ziya strode in: "Brother, there is such a good wine, why don't you ask me to drink with you!"
He stood with his hands on his hips, his nose twitching, and his face full of excitement. When he saw the wine jar in the underground box, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Smell the aroma of the wine and look at the jar. This wine must be old. Where did you get it from?" Cheng Ziya chuckled and reached out to grab a jar of wine without ceremony.
"Zi Ya still remembers the student named Yue Chunxi. He was working as a regiment training envoy in Shanxi and was transferred to Suzhou by order. He passed by Luoyang yesterday and made a special trip to visit me. He brought me these ten jars of Xinghua Village old wine."
Cheng Ziya patted the clay jar open, tore off the worn red silk, took a deep sniff, picked up the jar and drank several large sips. He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the wine stains on his lips, and praised loudly. :It is indeed a good wine!
Cheng Ziya drank two more sips, put down the wine jar, and talked to Wei Zhilin about his visit to the Prime Minister's Mansion for medical consultation and the condition of Prime Minister Ding Fengyuan. He said with worry on his face: "Prime Minister Ding was ill in early winter last year, and the emperor sent an imperial doctor to treat him. , the teacher also went to visit... After returning, the teacher told me that Ding Xiang’s pulse condition seemed to be similar to that of the late emperor when he was ill."
When he said this, he took another sip of wine and continued: "The teacher said that the innate crape myrtle qi I practiced was helpful to Ding Xiang, and asked me to go to the Yuan Qi acupoints every month... The initial effect was good, and Ding Xiang's condition improved a lot. But Recently, the effect has become worse and worse. I have followed the teacher's method and tried several different prescriptions, but they still have little effect... This simple coughing up blood due to lung cold has never been so difficult to treat... I always think I don’t understand why Ding Xiang’s disease is so weird?”
Wei Zhilin stroked his beard and nodded and said: "My mentor, he has superb medical skills, but he was helpless at the beginning. It seems that Ding Xiang's illness... is not just a simple lung cold and coughing up blood. The two famous Xinglin national players in Kyoto are also at a loss. Regarding this matter, ...It is indeed weird. Poor Ding Xiang has worked hard for half his life, but in his later years he is still on the sick bed and suffering from torture. Zi Ya still needs to think of a solution. Even if it doesn't work, we will do our best and listen to fate!"
"Senior brother, don't worry. Ding Xiang's character is admirable. It's a great honor for Ziya to help with the treatment! I just saw you drinking alone outside the door with a look of sadness on your face. Senior brother has never been a drinker. What's the matter? Is it so frustrating for Senior Brother?" Cheng Ziya asked with concern.
"Ziya, I just... thought of your second senior brother. He is as addicted to alcohol as you are. In the past ten years, we have sent people everywhere to inquire about him, but there has been no news about him. My mentor has been traveling around the world in these years, and he is also in Searching for him secretly. There are rumors in the world that he has died in Qinzhou City. Some people say that he went to the far west and was imprisoned by Buddhist masters. But... I don't believe it. I have an intuition that he is still alive... he must He's still alive! I don't believe anyone in this world can hurt him? Even those old monsters who are as famous as my mentor, it's easy to defeat him, but it's hard to kill him!"
As Wei Zhilin talked, he couldn't calm down. His eyes turned red and he slapped the table heavily: "Ziya... If Xiang Shou is here, my teacher, there is no need to work so hard. If Xiang Shou is here, things in the courtyard can be fine." I will help you and I share a lot of burdens. If Xiang Shou is here today, the three of us brothers and sisters will be enlightened..."
Cheng Ziya's face turned gloomy, and he took a deep sip of wine: "Brother, what I said at the beginning is that Second Senior Brother's incredible skills are so easy... Last time in Zuixian Tower, there was a guy in his mouth Nonsense, saying that Second Senior Brother died in Qinzhou and was knocked unconscious by a slap from me... I will beat one of these people when I see them. We are brothers and sisters. Whoever wants to take your life and my Second Senior Brother's life will have to do it. Step on my corpse first. My second senior brother must have suffered a lot in these years, or he must have had some last resort difficulties, otherwise, why...why hasn't he come to see us for so long!" Cheng Ziya said As he sat there, his emotions became more and more agitated, and at the end he burst into tears. Although he was tall and mighty, he sat there and howled, slapping his face with one palm angrily, like a child.
No one could have imagined that Cheng Ziya, the world-famous head of Zhixingyuan, would show his true feelings like a child and cry whenever he wanted. He did not have the tall and majestic image he usually had.
With tears in his eyes, Wei Zhilin comforted him with gentle words, and then took out the wine in the porcelain bottle for Cheng Ziya to taste. Cheng Ziya finally stopped crying, and the two of them sat on a low table and started drinking together.
"I heard that the two little guys that the teacher specifically mentioned were put in solitary confinement. Can they endure it? The cold iron from the sky collected by the teacher from the far north is extraordinary. It can inhibit the movement of Yuan Qi, which is enough for them! "Cheng Ziya couldn't help but ask as he thought of the interesting things that had been reported recently in Zhixingyuan.
Wei Zhilin smoothed his long beard, squinted his red phoenix eyes and said: "I have already sent people to observe secretly. They have good foundation and have reached the peak of Qi Transformation Realm. Moreover, the confinement is above the secret room, more than twenty feet away, and the cold air has weakened greatly. , just right for their practice. These two little guys seem to be a blessing in disguise, but in fact, I did it intentionally. These two people have excellent qualifications, but they also need some tempering. This is what their teacher meant. Cultivating in a solitary place is not a good thing for them. It is of great benefit, and the foundation is as solid as a rock, so that tall buildings can be built in the future.”
Cheng Ziya nodded in agreement, looked outside the door, and lowered his voice: "How is that person doing recently? Did you ask anything?"
Wei Zhilin shook his head and said: "No, it's still the same as before. He doesn't say anything. He has been locked up in there for more than twenty years, and his personality has become more and more violent. If it weren't for this secret room made of cold iron, he might not have been able to be locked up. Live him."
In the late autumn of Luoyang City, the imperial capital, the morning breeze was a bit cold and the mist was misty. A few roosters crowed in Chongwen Square. Gradually, the shouts of vendors and footmen were heard in the alleys. Pedestrians appeared in twos and threes on the street, and occasionally there were sedan chairs. Appeared, carriages had to drive by, and the whole city gradually became lively and lively.
Gu Qingzhou got up very early today. He was wearing a white brocade suit with elastic patterns, a gold and white jade belt around his waist, and a light pear-shaped fox fur coat. He was tall and tall, handsome and handsome, and he was exactly in line with the phrase "Mo Shang" He is like jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world!" The women walking by on the street couldn't help but look at him secretly. Some older women looked at Gu Qingzhou with bold and passionate eyes.
Gu Qingzhou bought two cages of Wangji Hot Noodles and walked to the gate of Zhixingyuan. Students in different costumes came one after another. Gu Qingzhou looked around. After waiting for a long time, he finally saw a black sedan in the distance.
His eyes lit up, and he trotted all the way to the sedan. The driver hurriedly reined in the horse. A few jade-like fingers poked out of the black sedan, lifted the curtain, and revealed a cool, soft and pretty face.
Gu Qingzhou looked admiring and whispered softly: "Wen Ruo, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I brought you your favorite hot noodle corner. Look, it's still hot!"
Ding Wenruo's soft face was expressionless. She frowned slightly, looked at Gu Qingzhou and said, "Please don't do this again, Mr. Gu. If Wenruo can't afford it, please put your studies first."
Gu Qingzhou's expression did not change, his eyes were obsessed as he said: "Wen Ruo, do you know? It's all because of you that I went to Zhixingyuan to study. I am willing to follow you wherever you go. Wen Ruo, I am sincere to you. You Can you really not see it?"
Ding Wenruo's pretty face turned cold, he lowered the car curtain, and a cold voice came from inside the car: "My lord, please respect yourself and don't bother Wenruo again in the future."
The driver shook the horse's reins and drove past Gu Qingzhou.
The morning sun rose, and the golden light shone on the crowd of spectators, as well as on Gu Qingzhou's face.
He turned to look at the group of students gathered nearby, waved his sleeves and shouted: "What are you looking at, go away, don't bother me...get out of here!" He sighed secretly in his heart, I have done so much for her, but she didn't I have never been moved before. If I am moved, I will die. Even if you pretend to lie to me, it is still beautiful. However, who makes her the woman I like? Although she is cold, stubborn, and ignores me, I like her! I don’t believe I can’t move you...
The sun shines in through the edge window of the study room and shines on Ding Wenruo's peaceful face. Her skin is as white as snow, her cheeks are as if they can be broken by a blow, her black bangs cover her forehead, and her clean eyes are listening to the teacher's lecture attentively. .
On the stage, Yan Zhongjie was teaching "Guanzi·Five Assistants". The people know the virtues, but they don't know the meaning. Said: Filial piety, kindness and kindness to support relatives. Be respectful, loyal, and serve your Majesty...
The students were all listening attentively. Gu Qingzhou looked at Ding Wenruo in front of him longingly. She sometimes wrote down and sometimes frowned in thought. Even her frowning look was so beautiful.
He looked at it with gusto, and after a while he felt his eyelids were heavy again. He got up a little early today, and he felt a little sleepy. He stared at it blankly for a while, and gradually couldn't hold on any longer, and finally fell asleep at his desk.
Agent Yan saw Gu Qingzhou sleeping soundly at his desk, thinking of his life experience, he sighed secretly...
