"Sure enough, he is the master of the lineage, an experienced person. He actually started to take action before I entered Zuiyang Tower. And... just the smell of wine mixed with the smell of wine made me enter. Drunk without knowing it, the methods of Master Yin Hai are really terrifying!" Feng Linwen thought in his heart, and instead of panicking, he became more and more calm.
"For today's plan, the first way is to sober up, but it is very likely that after sobering up, the concept of 'drunk' will come up, and the world in front of you will disappear, and the true skill hidden here will also disappear, and the opportunity will be lost. . And then... after drinking the Skate Brew, from the 'drunk' given by Master Yinhai, I enter my own 'drunk', subjectively turning this world into my home court."
"But don't be impulsive. Although it's just a wisp of wine, it's like drinking mixed wine. Not only will I get drunker, it will be more difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, but it will also trigger a series of chain reactions."
Standing on the bow of the boat, Feng Linwen touched his chin and kept thinking.
The hustle and bustle behind him had nothing to do with him.
To those people, Feng Linyi was a transparent person who did not exist.
Feng Lin was drunk. Most of them were not drunk yet. How could they see someone who did not exist for them if they were not drunk?
In the boat, suddenly a middle-aged man with a thin face, a sparse beard, and a confused expression staggered out, lay on the side of the boat, and sprayed vomit on the river. It was really disgusting.
Rolling up his sleeves, wiping the corners of his mouth, and looking up again, he suddenly saw a vague shadow suddenly appearing on the bow of the originally empty ship.
Shaking his head vigorously, he opened his eyes and took a closer look, and the shadow seemed to disappear again.
Staggeringly, as if stepping on the clouds, he walked over bumpily and reached out to push the shadow.
But I didn't expect that one of them lost his footing and fell into the cold river water.
Someone in the cabin shouted: "Master Qian...Mr. Qian fell into the river!"
"Master Qian fell into the river!"
The next moment, a large number of boatmen accompanying him jumped into the lake to salvage Mr. Qian.
Feng Linwen held the prepared ice-skate wine in his hand. He looked at the middle-aged man who was flopping and struggling in the river, but sinking deeper and deeper. He raised his head... A pot of strong wine fell into his throat, cold and cold. The sharp wine slurry penetrated the chest and abdomen, bringing with it a heart-piercing pain.
In the distant sky, the situation is changing.
It seems that there is a fierce cold current, which is gestating and giving birth. The already freezing weather was made even more fierce and cruel.
In an instant, a terrifying cold wind blew across the river, and the struggling figure sank to the bottom of the river and disappeared without a trace.
When it was fished out, it was already a cold corpse.
In the 10th year of the Chongzhen reign of the Ming Dynasty, under the instigation of Wen Tiren, Zhang Hanru, a native of Changshu, falsely accused Qian Qianyi of corruption and lawlessness. Governor Zhang Guowei and inspector Lu Zhenfei wrote letters to express his grievances. Qian Qianyi once wrote an inscription for the eunuch Wang An and for the eunuch Cao Huachun. Knowing what he knew, he sought help from Cao Huachun, executed Zhang Hanru, and reported Wen Tiren. Later... Wen Tiren resigned due to illness, and Qian Qianyi cut his registration and returned home.
On his way back home, he passed by Jinling and had good relations with China. His students hosted a banquet on the Qinhuai Boat Boat. After Qian Qianyi got drunk, he accidentally fell into the water and drove west. He died at the age of fifty-five.
Feng Linwen had no idea that his drunkenness had changed many trajectories of the world.
Of course... it might also be said that this world was born because he was drunk.
Under the guidance of Master Yinhai, using the Zuiyang Tower that has been passed down from generation to generation in Zuiyang Peak as a guide, and involving the huge power hidden in it, a world that is not so important and not so conspicuous is unearthed from Feng Linwen's heart.
The sense of detachment, picture, and alienation are all disappearing.
Everything becomes real.
Feng Linmo could actually feel the cold wind on the river, the slight coolness of the river, and many, many things.
He was truly, completely drunk, so everything he saw was real.
When he is drunk, the world is also drunk.
What was fake has completely become real. The miracle of creation is beyond imagination and beyond everything.
"If it's just pure, in the late Ming Dynasty in my memory, this world is not challenging for me. I'm afraid... the combination of two kinds of alcohol, the overlap of two kinds of drunkenness, and some kind of magical change has occurred. "
"Haha... Actually, there is no need to be afraid. I am just afraid of the magic reform. It is an expected thing. Since Master Yinhai planned to plot against me from the beginning, he must have calculated it. Liu Qingmei may be in tune with me and let me Temporarily have my own secret wine. This is the result he wants, but it is also my opportunity."
After leaving Huafang, without wasting much energy, Feng Linhu found out the current time of the world.
"In the tenth year of Chongzhen, the weather has suddenly become colder for decades. However, the change is not very big, it is just a sign... But with my sip of wine, I am afraid that the real Little Ice Age... is coming. According to the original history, in another seven years, Emperor Chongzhen would hang himself on Meishan, and then the Manchus would enter the country, massacre the land, and bloodbath the Central Plains..."
"However, Guan Ning's cavalry is powerful in the world, and General Yuan Chonghuan kills the first warrior of the Jin Dynasty with his sword... What the hell is this? Is this the result of drinking? Chongzhen has been in power for ten years... He is not dead yet ?”
"And I heard from those Jianghu people that Yuan Chonghuan rode alone, cut off the mountain with one sword, and killed the eight thousand warriors of Houjin... this..." Feng Linwen shook his head, with a very bitter expression on his face.
If this is the case, all the few historical memories in his mind should be discarded. Because... no eggs are of any use.
"But if the true power has a spirit, then the people most likely to hide it are Huang Taiji, Chongzhen and Li Zicheng. In other words, let me choose one direction to support, and then push down the other two aspects?"
"It's too troublesome! You don't want to see it! Don't try to die!" Some nonsensical thoughts popped up in Feng Linyi's mind. It should be because he was drunk and his imagination was a bit too big to stop.
Just when Feng Linwen was in a daze, he suddenly heard the sound of neat footsteps.
From all directions, sergeants carrying heavy weapons surrounded them.
The surrounding civilians fled in panic.
Wow!
A large number of crossbows were aimed at Feng Linwen, and one could see that the iron arrows were engraved with vicious runes. These... were not ordinary weapons, but simple magic weapons that could be used against monks.
A silver-haired eunuch stood among the many sergeants, looked at Feng Linhui, and said in a high voice: "Sir in butterfly clothes, you dare to come to Jinling to commit a crime, and humiliate seven official women in one night. Your crime is unpardonable. . Our family will kill you today!"
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Feng Linmo was confused.
"What? What kind of clothes are you wearing? Are you a scholar? And you even humiliated seven official women? Am I a flower-picking thief? Why didn't I know?"
"Even with this status, can't we go ahead a little earlier? If I really do it, I can feel at ease with taking the blame..." Feng Linwen felt a little uncomfortable.
