Drunk King and Minister

The ancients said: Du Kang is the only one who relieves worries.

Only now did Han Zigao know what it was like.

It seems that spending time with wine every day is not lacking in fun.Don't think about the past, don't think about the future, just now, just in front of you, a bottle of wine, a round of the moon, you can sleep in the Three Realms, just let it go.

Every day, there seems to be a warm embrace in the mist, hugging him and calling his name.

Ah man.

Ah man.

Ah man.

A sound, into the bone marrow.

But every time he woke up, he was cold and lonely again, alone.

That's it, addicted.It seems that only when you are drunk and passed out can you get that trace of comfort in your dreams.

That's it, he and him, that's all there is to it.

He used that question, completely, to push him away.

Winter to spring.

When Wang Erniu came back from Jiankang, Han Zigao suddenly realized that it was already March.

Is it March?

He thought it was a long time, but he thought it was a moment.

"I heard some rumors in the capital that the emperor has been sick this year, and he will never recover." Wang Erniu only regarded it as gossip and listened to Han Zigao.

Heart suddenly trembled.

Something flickered away, and it was too fast to catch.

"Brother Han, when did you become addicted to alcohol?" Wang Erniu sniffed, feeling the smell of alcohol all over the room.

"Alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, I just try."

Wang Erniu scratched his head, looking confused.

Han Zigao smiled lightly, but did not speak.

Wang Erniu suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Brother Han, are you going to the banquet tomorrow?"

banquet?

"What banquet?" Han Zigao frowned.

"The concubine side has detected a happy pulse. The prince has a grand banquet in Nanwan. All soldiers above the third rank can participate." Wang Erniu just rose to the third rank a few days ago, and his face was full of excitement. "Finally, I have the opportunity to meet those big men." ..."

Han Zigao saw Wang Erniu's mouth opening and closing, but couldn't hear his voice at all...

"Brother Han?"

"Brother Han?"

"Big Brother Han!"

Wang Erniu yelled three times in a row, only to see Han Zigao stand up slowly, and gently picked up the jug on the table.

The wine fell from mid-air, slid across a crystal arc, and splashed hops on the ground.

"Brother Han?" Wang Erniu was puzzled.

Han Zigao quietly watched the wine dripping from the mouth of the pot in clusters, from rush to slow, from more to less, and finally only one or two drops remained.

"I don't need this wine." Han Zigao raised his eyes, "This banquet, why not go?"

Numbing himself with alcohol, deceiving himself and others...he will never be like this again.

Because no amount of wine can get you drunk.

March [-]th.

The county prince's mansion feasts the whole city.

The main concubine is far away in Wuxing, and the side concubine who has just detected her happy pulse is in charge of all matters.

The woman in the bright place is bright and charming, with a slight smile on her eyebrows. The tall man beside her is handsome and handsome, with a thousand tenderness in his eyes. He carefully supported the woman's waist and sat on the upper seat.

Han Zigao glanced sideways, lowered his head, his whole body was almost hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see clearly.

Toasts and cups staggered to celebrate the exchanges.

"Why doesn't your lord not eat it? But the food is not to your liking?" Wang raised his sleeve and lightly picked up a chopstick and put it on the plate in front of Chen Qian.

The man beside him didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes didn't know where to look.

"My lord?" Wang followed Chen Qian's gaze, but couldn't see anything clearly.

Mrs. Wang tightened her chopsticks tightly. The prince's expression was a tenderness that he had never had before, a tenderness that he had never had for her...

The gentleness on the surface, and the gentleness that seems to penetrate to the bone.

What is he looking at?

Wang's heart suddenly became anxious.

"My lord!" She raised her voice and called again.

Chen Qian suddenly regained consciousness.

Looking back and looking sideways, the cold light flashed away in his eyes.

Wang was taken aback.

"What's the matter with my concubine?" Chen Qian's eyes were soft, and her words were full of concern.

A trace of bewilderment flashed in Wang's eyes, just now...

"Aifei?" Chen Qian asked again, her eyes turned slightly to see the small dishes on the plate, she lifted her chopsticks with a smile and brought them to her mouth, "Aifei's dishes really taste extraordinary."

Wang's face flushed.

"My lord will definitely make fun of my concubine."

"This banquet is troublesome and uncomfortable. You are pregnant, so go back and rest, don't tire yourself."

Wang's face turned red again, and she also felt a little tired, so she responded and was helped down by the maid.

"My lord is really considerate of you." The close servant girl showed joy on her face.

Wang smiled: "You damn girl, you are so glib..."

Seeing that the princess had left the banquet, a group of elders in the courtyard were even more ignorant of drinking and punching.

"General Han is sitting there by himself, it's not boring, come and have a drink!"

A colleague took the jug and stuffed it into Master Han Zi's hand.

Han Zigao held the flagon but didn't move.

"Why don't you drink?" The colleague was already slightly drunk, and shouted, "Look down on me?!"

"General Chen is serious." Han Zigao chuckled, "It was really a hangover yesterday, and now I still have a headache, I can't drink anymore, I can't drink anymore."

"A man, you can't drink anything!"

"That's right, I don't usually see you drinking! I'm afraid I'm talking about the hangover to coax us!" Another colleague also came up to make fun of it.

Seeing the situation here, Wang Erniu hurried over and smiled: "I'll come, I'll come, I'll drink for Brother Han!"

"I said, Wang Erniu, why do you follow General Han all day long? What the hell, you want to take advantage of General Han's fortune!" Xiaowei Chen, who had previously stuffed Han Zigao with the wine pot, turned cold.

The tone of this sentence changed a little.

Han Zigao was valued by Chen Qian not in a day or two, nor in a year or two.

That was a full seven or eight years.

This human heart, who is not looking forward to their own good.

Han Zigao was valued, but apart from his outstanding appearance, there was nothing outstanding about him.

Why?

But a few months ago, since Han Zigao came back from Jinkou, the prince never called him again.

Everyone has long guessed.

Some people said that Han Zigao lost his favor because he defeated Jinkou and angered the prince.

But many people understand it in their hearts.

Han Zigao's appearance looks like something to do with the county king, otherwise how could he have been favored for many years.Anyway, it's not uncommon for such princes and nobles to raise a pet/pet or something, but the only one who raises a pet/pet for this sake is probably only Linchuan County King!

Seeing that the county king accepted his concubine, Han Zigao didn't see him again in March.

It's not that he fell out of favor, but what.

Those pent-up anger in the past did not seize the opportunity to vent!

"What do you mean?" Wang Erniu has grown up a lot in recent years. He is seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he has a childish temperament, he can understand the sourness in Chen Xiaowei's words.

"What do you mean?" Chen Xiaowei smiled, "Wang Erniu, brother, I would like to advise you, your luck, Brother Han, is about to come to an end."

"You!" Wang Erniu blushed.

He has always been honest, but he has heard a lot of rumors in the army, and he has been with Han Zigao all year round. Wang Erniu has a general idea of ​​many things.

However, even he is unwilling to believe it.

At this moment, Wang Erniu only felt that he should refute Chen Xiaowei's words, but he didn't know how to refute.

"I don't know what kind of blessing Chen Xiaowei is talking about. Han doesn't quite understand." Han Zigao put down the wine pot, stood up, and stared at the half-drunk Xiaowei Chen quietly with his bright eyes.

Xiaowei Chen was clever, and he was mostly drunk.

Han Zigao's eyes...

But I felt a little ashamed.

"What blessing? You know it yourself!"

"But Han doesn't know." Han Zigao's eyes were blurred, and his long hair was casually tied behind his head.

For some reason, Xiaowei Chen thought of the leopard who had just woken up.

He froze for a moment, then felt even more ashamed and annoyed, and was about to save some face, but he heard someone whisper: "The prince is here!"

Everyone fell silent immediately.

Mo Yi, black hair and silver crown, solemn face, dark eyes.

"What's the matter, are you arguing?"

As Chen Qian spoke, she looked at Han Zigao, obviously waiting for Han Zigao's reply.

Shouldn't you be discouraged?Han Zigao smiled wryly in his heart, why is his heart still beating like a beating now.

Lower your eyes, arch your hands, and salute.

Try your best to be polite and not show a trace of embarrassment in front of him.

That question has already revealed enough of his unbearableness, why bother to make himself even more helpless.

"The brothers laughed and ate wine, and the subordinates were too strong to drink, so they were ridiculed by everyone." Han Zigao said.

"Really?" Chen Qian narrowed her eyes and glanced at Captain Chen.

Chen Xiaowei's head was covered with cold sweat.

"Yes... yes." He bit the bullet and said.

Chen Qian snorted softly: "Do you want me to make this pot of wine for him?"

"Don't dare!"

"Don't dare!"

"Your Highness is joking."

There was a brief commotion all around.

"You come with me, I have something important to say!" Chen Qian looked at Han Zigao.

"Yes." Han Zigao replied, and came out from behind the table.

The two figures walked further and further away, leaving behind people with different expressions.