Feiyao's platform is strewn with colorful lanterns, bamboo and paper, like Xinghe flowing in the night. The fine snow fell down in the glory of the lights, a thin layer, and accumulated on the Zhu lacquer carving railing.
There are two women standing in Denghuaxue. One is wearing a red bottom embroidered butterfly pattern skirt, and happens to say something with a smile, while the other is wearing a goose yellow embroidered plum and bamboo song, standing next to Zhulan, looking up Looking at a light fish-shaped lamp.
Despite the memory loss, Gu Mang immediately recognized that the latter was Murong Mengze.
Just now in the hall, he felt that Mo Qu was not in the right look. He has known Mo Qu for so long. He has never seen anyone so attached to him. At that time, Gu Mang felt that the legendary "Princess Mengze" should be very good Beauty. At this time, Yu Feixue saw her in the neon, but felt that the person described it as "good-looking", which seemed too shallow.
Murong Mengze's figure is not outstanding, but she is tall and elegant, and has the meaning of Yangchun Baixue. The lantern blossoms shone on her delicate white face, exuding a jade-like luster. Not to mention her skein of white jade neck, with flower stems drawn from the neckline, and the neck was so slim that it became even better.
"... Mengze."
Murong Mengze turned around, stunned, and then laughed: "Ah, Brother Mo. It's been a long time."
The one in red next to her was her personal maid Yue Niang. Yue Niang also salutes Moo and salutes him, smiling: "I have seen You and Jun, You and Wanwan."
Mo Xi walked towards Mengze: "Why are you standing here. Isn't it cold?"
"I just recuperated from Tangquan Palace. So beautiful lantern, this once a year." Mengze said with a smile, "It doesn't matter."
Since she has said so, Mo Xi doesn't know how to persuade. But at this time, suddenly a hand was raised and she touched her ear.
"Go back, it's cold outside."
After all, Mengze's body is so easy that no one dares to offend her like this, and she takes a step back subconsciously. When she saw who was behind Mo Mo, her face changed a little.
"Gu Shuai ..."
As the man who once favored girls most in Zhonghua, Gu Mang still had some tenderness to women in his bones. So even though he was vaguely unhappy with Mo Xi and this woman, he still said kindly: "So much snow, your ears are frozen red."
Murong Mengze was speechless for a moment.
Rao was aware of Gu Mang's situation before she returned, but she was still unable to accept the sudden contact with the traitor's demon head.
Yue Niang's temper was swollen, her eyes could not be rubbed, and Gu Mang said angrily, "You traitor dog thief, dare to stretch out your cheap hoof and touch my owner? If it wasn't for you--
"All right." Murong Mengze interrupted her softly. "Don't say it."
Yueniang swaggered: "Princess, why are you always so good-tempered ... I, I'm wrong for you!"
"What a fool." Murong Mengze said gently, but with a bit of majesty, "Yue Niang, don't make a fool of yourself, go to the advanced house."
"... Yes ..." Although Yue Niang responded reluctantly, she gave Gu Man a glance before leaving, her cheeks angrily.
Murong Mengze dismissed Yueniang and turned to Mo Xi: "Is he ... living in your house now?"
Who he refers to is self-evident. Mo uttered "um".
Murong Mengze lowered his eyelashes and sighed: "... I don't want to say anything more, you are a wounded person, and you need to pay more attention to some things."
"I know."
Gu Mang didn't understand the meaning of Mengze's words, only felt that she didn't let the fierce Baba girl continue to scold him, that should be a good person. Coincidentally, at this time, a plum blossom by the Yaotai fell and was falling in the hair bun of Mengze, so Gu Mang reached out to remove it for her ...
But this time, Mo Xie had not touched Mengze, and was held by Mo Xi.
Gu Mang said, "She has a flower on her head ..."
Mo Mo interrupted him, and he couldn't hear any waves. "This is Princess Mengze. Salute."
Mengze said: "Forget it. He has impaired consciousness, and it doesn't matter how rude it is."
Gu Mang didn't say a word, blue eyes turned left and right, looked at Mengze, and then looked at Mo Xi. Finally slowly lowered his head: "I just want to help ..."
"..." Mo paused and decided to end the conversation, so he said, "Go back to the main hall first. I have something to tell her."
She drove her, he drove him.
It turned out that he, like Yueniang, was the one to be removed?
Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi and Meng Ze, and was not suffocated. After a while, he turned silently.
He has always been gentle and tolerant of girls, as he had before losing his memory, and he still hasn't changed much.
He always felt that they were weak, delicate and beautiful, and deserved the best protection, and he was thick and thick, and he should give them all the good things and treat them well.
Therefore, he felt that Mo Xi did the right thing. Princess Mengze was a princess, a very amazing female, and she deserved respect and care.
And he is dirty, he is a slave. It really shouldn't have been manual.
But he did n't know why he was sad. He went back to the hall, rubbed his frosty fingers, and covered his ears ... At this time, many guests had come to the hall, but he looked unfamiliar People.
This situation made Gu Mangsu a strong sense of helplessness, like throwing a dog out in the wilderness, he instinctively turned back and wanted to find the only reliable ink, but for a moment , But realized that it was Mo Mo that sent him away.
He had nowhere to go, so he could only stand by the door of the terrace and stare at the two people in the lights.
Under the lantern, Mo Shi lowered her head and talked to Meng Ze. Meng Ze kept laughing, sometimes coughing a few times. Later, Mo Shi seemed to ask her something, and Meng Ze shook her mouth and coughed, then shook her head.
The distance is too far, Gu Mang can't hear anything, but Mo Xi's facial features are deep, and he can see his expression even after such a long distance.
Mo Xi obviously sighed, and then he took off the outer robe of the military dress and handed it to Murong Mengze.
He did not clothe Mengze himself, nor did he take any more actions, but he did not know why Gu Mang saw this scene, and his heart was throbbing again.
Gu Man frowned, raised his hand to his heart ... Before he could figure out what kind of emotion this was, his mind flashed some Lu Liguang strange conversations ---
"Brother, I really like you."
It was Mo Xi's voice, as young and sincere as in the dream.
"I am honored by you as a concubine and a concubine. I will never have to look at people again. I will do what I promise you. I want to be right with you."
"Gu Mang, I will give you a home, wait for me, OK?"
"You believe me..."
The pain was getting worse and worse, as if a thorn had taken root and sprouts inside, and pulled out fiercely.
The old words in the ears were not scattered, and the eyes were paired.
Gu Mang was a little bit embarrassed for a moment because he was distressed. He supported the patio door frame and lowered his head, panting.
He couldn't quite understand what these words he suddenly remembered meant, and he couldn't remember the cause and effect of the time, the scene of the covenant.
But this pain ...
And the mood at that time was so clearly engraved in the bone marrow. So much so that he didn't even have a good breath.
He felt that this pain was not unpredictable in the subconscious, as if he had expected it in the past, as if he never took the promise that Mo had put out before.
Despite the good future Mo Mo painted to him, the young man in his memory seemed to promise his life, heart, blood, and all his love in a flash.
Gu Mang felt that he had wanted to believe.
Thinking of pain, thinking of trembling, thinking of fragmentation, wanting to hold Mo Xi's hand, and wanting to escape, I believe that he loved him regardless of his care.
But when it came, it was still timid.
Mo Xi is the pride of the sky, the splendid Huagui, and the four generations behind the gate.
And he is just a little person, this love is too heavy, he still can't afford it.
He knew that Mo Xi would one day grow up, be sensible, and understand that his affection for him was just an impulse in his youth and a long life, and he would not be a lame and humble slave who could accompany him on.
But these words, he didn't seem to pour out with Mo Xi at that time, and now he remembers-originally he was afraid at that time.
As if to say, he lost too badly, he has very few books, and can't lose another heart.
His heart may not be too much for the nobles. It can hurt, play with, abandon or even trample it.
But for him, this little heart is all his belongings in this life.
So Mo Xi can love, and can faint for a moment to play taboo with him.
But he can't afford to love, he has noble life, although he doesn't want to admit it, but life is like this, not closing his eyes to avoid the truth.
His life is too thin.
He couldn't afford the ink.
He couldn't bear the ink.
His best position is to stand on the edge of Yaotai, in a dark and inconspicuous corner, as he is now, to take a look at the flowers and snow that have nothing to do with him, and his children have long love.
Then smiled ...
But Gu Mang couldn't smile, he vaguely knew that he should be relieved with a smile, there was a deep-rooted instinct to protect him, but after all he was not the former Gu Shuai.
He couldn't laugh.
He didn't dare to look over, and didn't dare to look at the situation on the terrace again. He turned and fled to the side of the running water banquet, where he stood to relieve his painful throbbing.
After a while, more and more people came to the banquet. Gu Mang, a felon, was lonely and stuck there alone, which inevitably caused many people's attention. Some of them have vengeance with Gu Mang, eyes hanging directly on Gu Mang. If it wasn't for the occasion, they would all rush to swallow him up.
After Gu Mang slowly came over, he felt something wrong. He looked around, looking up at all the cold hatred faces, so he scrambled to grab something from the running water platform in his arms, like a rat crossing the street, hurriedly. Fleeing, finally squatting down in a humble corner.
Only then did I find that what I grabbed was not delicious.
His foraging ability is really terrible. The table is full of food. He only takes two pieces of scallion pancakes.
There are spring onions, still cold ...
But at this point, he couldn't help it. Gu Mang lowered his head and sipped the bread, eating in silence, and a soft voice sounded behind him: "Gu Mang? Why are you here?"
Gu Mang turned back to the sesame seed, and saw Jiang Yexue sitting in a wooden wheelchair, looking at him in amazement.
It was the man who put him on the necklace ...
Gu Mangong breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have too much malice towards this person, and even felt kind. So he bit his pie and whispered, "It's not disturbing here."
Jiang Yexue wanted to know what other people's attitudes would be to him, and sighed, "Where is He and Jun?"
"He's with the princess."
"So it is. No wonder he will lose you alone ..."
Gu Mang swallowed the pancakes and whispered, "Why are you here, too? Aren't you flattering?"
Jiang Yexue laughed: "It's right."
He glanced at the distance. Yue Chenqing was smiling and talking to him with a smile, and his face was full of flutter, but Murong Chuyi still ignored him as usual and looked indifferently, and didn't know if he heard it.
Jiang Yexue looked for a moment, then turned his eyes away, and said, "I really are not flattering."
Gu Mang moved his position and made room for him.
The two silently looked at the fine snow floating outside the window, and Gu Man suddenly glanced at his legs and asked, "Why have you been sitting?"
"... he was wounded during the war and can no longer stand up."
Gu Mang didn't speak immediately, he took a few bites of sesame cake, and couldn't stand the smell of green onion, so he suddenly handed the cake to Jiang Yexue: "Eat?"
Jiang Yexue: "..."
After a little silence, Jiang Yexue sighed, "You are still the same as before."
Gu Mang slightly opened his eyes, "Do you know me before?"
Jiang Yexue laughed: "... Who in the world doesn't know the King."
Gu Mang said, "I ... don't understand."
"I did know you before. I, you, Xun Hejun, and Lu Zhanxing often cooperated with the Southern Expedition and the North War at that time." Jiang Yexue said, glancing at the pancake in Gu Mang's hand, "You ca n't eat at that time I also like to stuff things we drop. "
Gu Mangong looked at him sternly: "So, are you also my deceased?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yexue said, "We lived and died together." He sighed softly, "So I can't hate you."
Gu Meng looked down and said, "But Mo hates me."
Jiang Yexue smiled slightly, looking at the dark eyes flowing with a quiet and transparent luster: "Although the words are right, the person in the world who does not want to hate you is probably him."
"...is it?"
"Yes."
Snowflakes lay on the window lattice, dipped in orange by the light from the temple.
Jiang Yexue adjusted his winter coat on his shoulders, and appreciated Gu Xue with Gu Mang, saying, "He used to treat you well."
Gu Mang said nothing.
Jiang Yexue's voice softened slowly: "You are trapped and surrounded, and his life is not to save you. You are seriously injured and unconscious, and he has not touched the bed to guard you for a few days and nights. You are awarded a prize, he is better than himself You will be happy even if you get the meritorious service. You tell jokes ... Someone who is so serious, he always sits between the soldiers and looks at you, and after you finish talking, he laughs first. "
"But you don't remember any of this."
In the end, it is a person who has seen through life and death. He has no deep feelings mixed with it, just like talking about the past with his old friends in peace.
The tone and expression were light.
But Gu Mang fell into a trance between his words, as if he could catch some vague shadows, some fragments of the past-a crowded and lively tavern, the atmosphere was warm, and the soldiers were noisy.
He stood on a chair, bragging and chatting with the people below.
His eyes flickered, he couldn't remember the jubilant face below, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the young man sitting beside the wine cabinet.
His back was straight, his eyes were gentle, and he stared intently at him across the lively crowd.
That instant heartbeat was awakened again at this moment.
There are also those vows that I just remembered. Although he didn't choose to believe in the past, anyway, at least he could feel that Mo Shi was true when he said-
"I really like you."
"I will give you a home."
"You wait for me ..."
Gu Mang closed his eyes and didn't say a word for a moment.
Jiang Yexue said: "If it wasn't for you abandoning him, hurting him, touching his bottom line and inverse scale, how could he hate you. He has been protecting you all the time, and he is willing to block you from the storms outside- —But you gave him a knife under him. "
Gu Meng trembled.
is it?
Is that right...
He remembered Mo holding his hand tightly and whispering against his chest.
Mo Xi said, you almost killed me.
"The human heart is long. He has been protecting for too long. He can give and he has given everything. He is a nobleman and one of the highest-born sons of Chonghua. His ancestors have been meritorious for generations. For you, I did almost everything I should or shouldn't do. "
"It was the last knife you gave him that made him unprotectable."
No one had ever said such a thing to Gu Mang, not to mention he would not believe it even if he had said it a few years ago. However, this period of contact with Mo Xi, the past memories of these days, made Gu Mang mess in Jiang Yexue's low-complaint center.
Gu Mang's blue eyes flickered: "Why do you tell me this?"
Jiang Yexue said, "I used to be your robe, and it was his." He pondered a little, his eyes were a little complicated, "I don't want to see you hurt each other again."
Gu Mang paused for a while, as if grasping the last weeds to explain his mistakes. He said almost helplessly: "But he ... was also fierce, and he said I was dirty ..."
"That's because you didn't know that the thing he hated most in his life was betrayal."
Gu Mang froze. "Why does he hate this most?"
Jiang Yexue was silent for a moment, and said, "Tonight I just wanted to chat with you, but ..."
He paused and sighed, "Well. It's okay to say half of it. I ask. Do you know how his father, Fring, sacrificed?"
Gu Meng shook his head.
"Because of a traitor."
Jiang Yexue said, looking back at him: "Fulin Jun fought against the puppet army, but unexpectedly the deputy commander defeated the enemy and forced the siege of the resident to a desperate situation. He was captured by the traitor in order to evacuate the people."
Gu Mang opened his eyes wide, "What then?"
"In order to please the King, the traitor killed Xifu Lingjun himself, cut off his head, seized his spirit core, presented it to the enemy, and was greatly rewarded for it-and then the man was directly as you were Blocked the general. "
The words went **** into the ears and pierced into the lungs. Gu Man's hand trembled slightly.
"It is even more ironic that in the home letter that Fring Jun had time to send in the future, he was still boasting about the traitor's seriousness, saying that with this brother, his family need not worry." Jiang Yexue looked at his knees. , Sighed lowly, "He is still saying, Qi Yi is clothed, with the same robe."
"..."
"Fringer gave his life to the other side, but his brother did not leave a complete body to his family. When the coffin entered the city, Fringer's blood was broken, his limbs separated, and he died. The whole body. "Jiang Yexue turned to look at Gu Man with pale face.
"That year, Mo Xi was only seven years old."
Gu Mang seemed to be stumped by a block, unable to say a word.
"Gu Mang, now do you know why He and Jun hate betrayal so much?"
Jiang Yexue paused and said.
"You did almost the same thing as his father-killing foe."
Gu Man looked at him dullly, only feeling the chill in his bones: "..."
"You ask yourself, think about it yourself." Jiang Yexue sighed, "What kind of sage does he have to be in order to have nothing wrong with you?"
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Chapter 65: Sister can drink
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When Mo Xi and Meng Ze returned from the outside, the hall was full of guests. The princess banquet glanced at them, and rushed straight away, smiling Yan Yan sweetly: "Sister, brother-in-law! Peace and joy!"
Mengze coughed softly: "Don't talk nonsense, little girl."
Mo Xi glanced at Princess Yan Ping.
On the day he returned to the city, Yan Ping's affair with him was still in sight. This Nizi can now act as if he was all right, and his skin is really amazing.
Yan Ping blinked at him charmingly: "Hey, He and Jun are thinking about my sister all the time, and you two are about to get married. What 's wrong with my brother-in-law?"
Mengze: "... Yan Ping!"
"Okay, okay, I won't bother you." Yan Ping said, and cast a wink at Mo Mo. "Beauty brother-in-law, see you later."
For a while, she disappeared, leaving Mo Xi and Meng Ze embarrassed. Mo paused, glanced at the water leak, and said, "I'll be here soon. I'll send you to the table."
Mengze laughed: "No, I have to talk to a few sisters, say hello, and let He and Jun do their own work."
She said he was gone, Mo Xi stood in place for a while, and looked around, but did not see Gu Mang's figure, could not help but frowned slightly. Where did this man go?
Although he could be summoned with a lock ring, Mo Xi was somewhat repulsive to the slave ring, so he looked around with his long legs and found Gu Man, who was talking to Jiang Yexue, in a secluded corner. .
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Yexue turned back and saw him, and said gently: "I happened to meet, just gossiping."
"... What do you have to talk to him about?"
Jiang Yexue smiled, but bluntly said: "I talked to you."
Mo Xi cast his eyes on Gu Mang, but when Gu Man lowered his head, rubbing his sleeves with his fingers uneasily, he was about to say something, and suddenly heard the commander behind his back shouting, "Jun up to —— "
Mo went out, so he didn't say much, rushed to Gu Mangan and said, "Leave, come back to the table with me."
As soon as the Lord arrived, the New Year's Eve banquet was officially opened. Naturally, it was rich and abundant. Toasts and honours were given, and vegetables were given to dance. The sound of silk and bamboo was everywhere.
After the number of ceremonies was exhausted, the banquet became lively, and the families toasted each other and talked to each other. Many people's faces were smoggy.
King leaned on the back of the king's seat leisurely, and laughed lazily, "Lords, tonight you have only one requirement for you. Happy."
The ministers toasted and thanked each other, and wished the country a prosperous and happy scene.
After three rounds of drinking, the guests began to walk around and respect each other.
Mu Rongci crooked hookah on the chair, her peach eyes were down, her face was drunk with three points, and she was tired with seven points. When Mo turned and swept her, she found that he was squinting and staring at Gu Man Look, there are some strange emotions in the eyes that are confused.
"Come, He and Jun, I toast you."
Chang Fengjun came with his little daughter who was suffering from madness. Mo Xi retracted his gaze and paid his respects. After saying a few words of congratulations to Chang Fengjun as usual, he asked: "Is the Lingyu better? "
Chang Fengjun touched the little daughter Lan'er's head and smiled with creases at the end of his eyes: "It's better, Jiang Yaoshi has been looking after her since returning to the city, thanks to the pharmacist"
Lan Er's small body, standing in front of the banquet, was almost as high as the desk case. She met Gu Mang, her eyes lit up, and she whispered joyfully, "Big brother!"
Gu Mang's blue eyes blinked, his eyebrows stretched like spring leaves, and he laughed: "Little dragonfly."
"Hey, my name is Laner, and I ..."
But the words didn't go on, and there were so many people at the feast, and it was not good to talk with such a target. Chang Fengjun held the little daughter's head and motioned her to stop talking.
Lan Er was vague: "Dad?"
Gu Mang is no longer as ignorant as he used to be. He now understands that he is a "traitor" and that a traitor is shameful. Not to mention the words that only Jiang Yexue woke him up.
He didn't have too intuitive and deep feelings about the word "betrayed" in the past. He only knew that when everyone talked about it in front of him, his eyes were filled with an indescribable hatred. When Mo Xi mentioned these two words, in addition to hate, there seemed to be deeper pain than the sea.
Seven years old.
Just like a young wolf cub who is not yet hunting, his father is in a state of tragic separation due to his brother's "betrayal".
He had done the same thing as that person. No wonder everyone disgusted him and spurned him--the traitorous wolf deserves a devastating end.
"Brother, aren't you happy ..."
Gu Man's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head, sinking into thought, and said nothing in silence.
Laner was very young, and he didn't know the world. He thought he was too reluctant to talk about himself because of his psychiatry. He couldn't help but burst into tears: "Brother, we played together before, I--"
"Okay, Laner." Changfeng Junqiang interrupted her with a smile and took her to his knees. "Hehejun, let's go to another house toast first. Hehejun is happy and happy."
Said to take her daughter who turned three steps back, hurriedly.
Mo quenched Gu Mang's mistake and turned to look at him: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing." Gu Mang sucked his nose and said to Mo Xi, "Happy New Year. I also ..." He learned the others to lift the cask from the table, "I respect you, too."
Mo Xi: "..."
Jiang Yexue's troublesome good man definitely said something to Gu Mangduo.
Mo Xi did not answer the muddy wine handed over by Gu Mang, but stared at his blue eyes, and seemed to see Gu Mang's bone marrow flesh like this straight.
He gritted his teeth. "What the **** did you hear?"
But Gu Mang hadn't had time to speak yet, and another person came to toast. Mo was inconvenienced to talk to him about private affairs in front of others, so he had to entertain first.
He is the noble general who is the chief of Huawei. There are quite a few people who came to talk with him this evening. He went one batch after another. Although Mo Xi wanted to grab Gu Mang and asked him, he gradually found himself. This idea is too naive.
"He and Jun, peace and joy."
"Come and come, drink this wine, I wish you and Jun great achievements in the coming year."
There are so many nobles in Chonghua, one by one, one by one is enough for him to drink dizzy. Mo Xi 's alcohol is pretty good. Unlike another Wang Shujun, Mu Rongci is already drunk, leaning on the seat, biting his mouthpiece and staring at the floating dream.
However, in the second half of the Huayan, Mo Xi was also unable to support it, and some seniors and gentlemen came to pay respect. Those uncles and elders with gray beards, Mo Xi could not help but face the discomfort, and pushed them for a drink.
Several senior officers of the North Front Army on the hero's seat looked at it from afar, and whispered, "They are going to faint their father."
Others laughed gleefully: "Oh, I used to go to war with Jun and spent the New Year's Eve in the resident. He is the boss. He doesn't drink who toasts him. He also issued a prohibition order for one year. Now he is back in the capital. , But I can't help myself, hahaha, who bypasses the sky! "
Some people even think that the fun is not too big, and said with a clear eye: "Guess, will the father be drunk tonight?"
"Wow! The scene must be wonderful!"
"I have never seen his father faint after drinking. Do you think he will get drunk?"
"I think he'll just go to sleep!"
"Come on, come on, it's better to gamble! I bet our stepfather will be dizzy after drinking and will fall asleep!"
"Then I bet he will throw a fireball when he gets drunk!"
"Buy big and buy small, buy now!"
This group of military mules was not good intentions, and the old nobles who had extinguished their inks had no good intentions. Although they are from the same aristocratic background as Mo Xi, they have no class conflicts, but their family hatred and jealousy are no less than half an inch.
Maybe the same is the noble blood lined by Pei Lanjin, why is Mo Mo now so much higher than their son and grandson?
This man died of his father early in the morning. His mother and his brother-in-law were together. The family scandals were one after the other, and the Mohist was supposed to have finished the ball. But who knows that Mo Xi's ruthless temperament can endure these crippling winds and rains and rains, to the point where he now has such power.
On what basis?
What makes them even more disappointed is that Mo Xi not only has outstanding military achievements, but also has a very good character. It's quite different from their spoiled peers.
There is no need to mention the old junior. Even the new junior mentions that he is full of praises. Which of the sons and daughters of the aristocratic family did not get rid of him? Even these old ladies and grandmothers compare each other's children to each other in the end, they will pull on the ink--
Some people say, "Oh, the older my son is, the more handsome he is."
He was sour to the home: "Hehe, he and Jun look good."
Some people say, "The dog is so talented that at the age of thirteen, he will explode the pillar of spirituality in the palace, hahaha!"
He was sour towards his home: "Oh, Xi and Jun exploded when they were ten years old. All ten stone pillars were burned out. Can Lang make it?"
Others said, "My children have nothing else, but they are expensive and elegant. They are not praised by the king at the meeting. I am also very happy to be a father."
He was sour to the home: "Ha ha ha, can you compare to 羲 and Jun Shimizu Hibiscus?"
It's really weird. This person is not a fairy. Cheng Risuke looks like he doesn't eat human fireworks. Does he really have no trace of mud on his body, and he won't make any mistakes?
Over time, Mo Xi has become an inextricable knot in the hearts of these elders. Although many people are holding him in their mouths, they can't wait to see him make mistakes and make scandals. Be careful of the pain that the liver has been suppressed for many years before he can spit out in a breath.
He was able to express his feelings with arrogance and pretentious words: "Hey, I said that, this **** and the monarch are just ordinary people."
So now they are rushing to extinguish the mojiku, which is the same reason. Originally these old things were just a lively picture, but when one or two went, the bad heart came up.
The old people think that when people are drunk, they will easily do wrong things. If they say the wrong things, they ca n't get rid of the big troubles of Jun and Jun, but it 's not bad to expose some of the shortcomings.
What's up?
Several old foxes had a pair of eyes, and they didn't need to say anything. They were all blessed to know each other's heart. They started to fight against the Mexican toast.
"Yun Hejun, have another drink, hahaha, pingbuqingyun, promotion and fortune!"
"I've been teaching my children all the time, I have to learn from You and Jun everywhere, come on! Give You and Hejun full!"
Mo Xi really can't stand it. If he is an ordinary or a junior, he can refuse it, but these people are one year old with his father, and they are holding hot steaming smiles. No way to refuse.
One or two times, Fengmu's eyes were a little red with wine.
The soldiers of the North Border Army murmured: "I think my father should drink another two drinks."
"Two cups? I think one is enough."
"It seems that the father-in-law cannot survive ..."
But Mo extinguished and drank for another six rounds. By the time the seventh glass of wine was pushed over, his face was all blue, almost in disgust: "Sorry, Uncle Qin, I--"
That uncle Qin Jingjing Jingjing said with deep affection: "Xiaer, I was the same robe brother with your father. I was born to death, this glass of wine, I respect your father! You must not shirk, give him a mouthful Bored! "
Others followed and coaxed, "Drank and drank! Tiger father has no dogs!"
"Come for your father and his old friend!"
At this point, why didn't Mo Xi know that they were pouring him in turn, depending on his jokes? But Mo Xi is the hard temper of iron casting. It is better not to see their minds, and it becomes more and more impossible to surrender when they see it. He was dizzy before his eyes, all grinning with a fat face, and a bunch of vultures' eyes.
There was a surge of blood in his chest.
His father ... how could these people have a face before his father?
After his father died that year, his uncle took power and his mother remarried. What did these people do to him? One by one, they tended to avoid him, hoping that he could be crushed away like the mud of the soles of the shoes, but now he drank "old friends" and "old people" by his mouth, and said that he had hugged him when he was a kid and taught him to ride and hunt ...
Mo Xi's heart was so hot that his eyes became redder, and he rose sharply with a strong anger and will.
"Drink-drink!"
"Hahaha, the amount of alcohol in the Mo family has always been bad. It reminds me of the old Fulin Jun, also a person who can't touch the wine."
"Xie Er is too much like Fring."
How are they worth mentioning again!
These mouths and faces looked like a withered grass in his heart, a jug of wine, a fire, a splash of oil, and a raging fire! !! Mo Xi suddenly stood up, staring at the men in front of him.
It was probably that his eyes were red and horrified. The elders' faces changed slightly, and their smiles were a little frosty.
If Mo Xi is angry, they still dare. Immediately someone calmed himself and said, "He and Jun, don't drink if you don't drink, your father doesn't really like drinking, you and him ..."
Without saying a word, "bang"!
Mo Xi single-handedly patted a pot of spirits around the table, and his eyes did not move away from the other side. He had violent bruises on his arm and lifted the wine jar violently into the arms of the other party. He opened another altar.
The old aristocrat's muscles trembled, and he smiled suddenly, "What does Hehe mean?"
"Respect Uncle Qin for my father." Mo Xi bit his teeth, raised the empty hand, and patted the other's wrinkled face lightly. "I did. Uncle Qin is best Don't miss a drop. Whoever counsels, grandson. "
Say that the altar raised his head, closed his eyes and poured the full altar wine!
This time, let alone the circle of people near the throne and the throne, almost all the people in the temple were caught by such a booze, and they turned their heads and stared at the fight.
Uncle Qin looked at Mo Xi Yitan and drank, and then looked at the wine jar larger than the washbasin in his hand. But because everyone around him was watching the excitement, he couldn't afford to lose this person, so he had to cross his heart and pour his head up-but after all, he didn't have such a strong temper as Mo Que, after drinking half, he couldn't bear it Stayed, stooped and vomited.
The porcelain cracked, and the wine jar smashed to the ground.
Uncle Qin reluctantly raised his head, sternly staring down at Mo Mo, who was stained with wine and who was flushed with red eyes, but still able to support his soberness with his will.
Those bayonet-like eyes.
Mo Xi's moist lips and teeth suddenly buckled lightly: "Do you still drink Uncle Qin?"
Uncle Qin shivered, "Don't drink, don't drink ..."
He didn't drink, but some others felt that it was time to destroy Mo Mo's return, and challenged with a mind that could not be abandoned halfway. Seeing another altar of spirits delivered, Mo Xixi was going to pick it up, but his arm was stopped by another person.
Mo Xi was dizzy and dizzy, his eyes were red, and he looked sideways.
He saw Gu Mang stood up with a clear and firm expression, which made it hard to tell whether he was Brother Gu at that time or the prisoner who was now broken.
Gu Mang brought the wine jar and said, "Why do you guys bully him?"
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The author has something to say: I have time to find the fish in the nest today, so there is no code for a word, I will go to the code at night ~ If I finish the code earlier, I will come to the comment area to play duck! But if I ca n't finish the code, I can only continue to code, crying qaq ~
"What is the ban you most want to enact? "
Extinction: Prohibition Order
Gu Mangman: Animal Prohibition Order
Jiang Yexue: Prohibition against Bullying of Disabled Persons
Murong Chuyi: Prohibition of Yue Chenqing's Trailing Order
Yue Chenqing: Forbidden to ignore the orders
Alian: Just eight of you, don't issue a smoking ban anyway ==
Jiang Fuli: It doesn't matter if I ban anything, I can even ban anything, as long as the country gives me tax reduction orders. Alas, money is really annoying.