If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Ever since An Le mentioned the matter of "coming out of the mountain", Mei Wuyin never gave him a good face.

In the early morning, the east was slightly exposed, and An Le put on a thin coat and pushed the door out. As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he saw an elegant figure in the distance, and the sound of the jade flute lingered in his ears, circling between heaven and earth.

Mei Wuyin closed her eyes lightly, as if she was thinking, or absent-minded.

An Le didn't move, and watched him quietly playing the jade flute. Occasionally a breeze blew, and a few bright red petals of the plum blossom fluttered, which seemed to make his pale face rosy.

After Mei Wuyin finished playing a song, she turned her head, and the breeze lifted the hair beside her ear, she still had the same charm as before.

An Le recalled the scene when she first saw him. Although Mei Wuyin’s face hadn’t changed much at that time, she had lost a lot of weight now. An Le still vaguely remembered that he was a proud young man with a jade crown , holding a green bamboo fan, very romantic and suave.

Mei Wuyin stroked the petals on her shoulders, and raised her eyebrows provocatively at Anle.

"Why, you were surprised by my suave style, Master?"

"..." An Le's mouth twitched.

But this unbeaten look hasn't changed a single bit.

An Le walked down the pavilion in thin clothes, walked to Mei Wuyin, and sat down on the ground.

Since An Le's hair was not tied yet, An Le's hair was blown into a mess by the wind, and the broken hair on his forehead was scattered on his face in a mess. Those sly eyes were unexpectedly bright, and he looked at Mei Wuyin with his head slightly sideways. Smiling arrogantly: "Indeed, but I think I'm already better than blue."

Mei Wuyin sneered, "It's up to you?"

Anle smiled arrogantly.

Mei Wuyin smiled even more cunningly.

"Don't you know that when masters teach apprentices, they always hold back their skills?"

An Le raised an eyebrow.

Mei Wuyin felt that she had won a victory, and she smiled very proudly. The jade flute was held in his hand and shook back and forth, showing the arrogance of a full-fledged dude who would not be beaten.

An Le curled her lips and said, "What did you keep?"

Mei Wuyin said: "If you say it, it's not your hole card. Little brat, you are far from enough."

An Le watched as he turned around and walked towards Yi Pavilion. That elegant figure had always been his yearning, so unrestrained and unrestrained, with an elegance that transcended the world. I remembered that Mei Wuyin once told him when he was drunk that he himself His surname is not Mei, but he named it himself, because he thinks that plum blossoms are the most proud and unyielding, while other plants are all delicate and delicate, but Weimei blossoms are so proud of the cold, blooming proudly in winter.

At that time, An Le also refuted him, saying, why isn't your surname Qiongzhi!

Mei Wuyin was more righteous than him, and said arrogantly with a mouthful of alcohol, because she didn't have that surname!

"..."

Mei Wuyin's figure had faded away, and An Le sighed alone, thinking that Mei Wuyin's experience was similar to Baili's, one was still free and easy, the other was dressed in gray and had a haggard face, and what he was after was not that free and easy what?

However, that was the willful and unrestrained style that he could never imitate.

……

There is another jar of wine, a large jar of wine, but it is not a well-known good wine. It was brewed by Anle himself in the past. It is soaked in plum blossoms and exudes a slightly sweet smell. It has been brewed in the ground for about 15 years. , I originally wanted to brew it for a longer time, but I couldn't resist the glutton.

An Le rolled up his sleeves, and moved vigorously to his attic with the jug of wine.

There is still a plaque hanging on the attic, which is a good wood he personally found, and he wrote it himself. At that time, he was young, his handwriting was not good, and he had no skeleton or momentum. Neat and neat, but a very flamboyant font.

Drunken House.

An Le grinned, holding the jar of wine and walking inside.

A little boy saw it, and hurried to Yige to look for Mei Wuyin.

"Sir, Anle, he's drinking again!"

Mei Wuyin frowned, "Where did you get the wine?" He didn't have the habit of drinking, so he didn't store wine either.

The little boy said, "Probably An Le brewed it himself. There is still mud on the altar."

"..." Mei Wuyin stood up, tipped her toes, and flew out.

bump--

The door of Anle's Mingding Pavilion was kicked open, Mei Wuyin frowned and looked inside.

It was the smell of alcohol that hit my face.

An Le had already poured the wine on the table with a silly smile while holding only half a jar of wine left.

Mei Wuyin stepped forward and glanced at the untouched wine cup beside the table——

An Le drank directly from the wine jar.

Mei Wuyin grabbed An Le's hair, grinned her teeth in pain, and got up quickly.

"Don't give me the smell of alcohol!" Said Mei Wuyin and punched him mercilessly.

An Le was also unambiguous, reaching out to block it, and pushing back.

Mei Wuyin also took half a step back.

An Le also smiled arrogantly, "Drunken Fist! Powerful, right?"

"..." Mei Wuyin frowned and said, "What kind of drunken madness?"

An Le stretched out his hand, and breathed out the wine jar again, and it was half full again.

The wine flowed down the chin and neck, soaking the skirt of the clothes.

Mei Wuyin couldn't bear to slap it away, and the wine jar was shattered by his palm!

"What happened?" Mei Wuyin was well aware of happy weddings, but she rarely drank so recklessly.Recalling An Le's "coming out of the mountain" mentioned to him, he vaguely felt that not only the country but also the world had undergone tremendous changes in the past few years when he didn't get involved.

An Le raised her eyes, and those eyes became clearer.

"Master, this country is about to change hands again..."

Mei Wuyin snorted coldly: "Isn't it common for a country to change hands?"

An Le ignored him and continued: "The prince is no good, he is just a pawn in the hands of others, and the fifth prince is the one who has the best chance of winning the throne."

Mei Wuyin thought back about the fifth prince, he seemed to be a very naughty child, and he was not as good as the weak crown after calculation.

He couldn't help frowning.

An Le sat back on the chair, he patted the table and said, "The Third Prince is crazy, he doesn't even want the throne!"

"..." Mei Wuyin noticed that this was Anle's main concern.

Mei Wuyin said sarcastically, "What's none of your business?"

An Le slapped the table harder, his voice raised, "I worked so hard to help him out of suspicion, but I didn't appreciate it! If that guy Baili wasn't afraid of Fan Yu, I would have stabbed that kid to death a long time ago." Already!"

"..." Mei Wuyin muttered, "What a mess."

Mei Wuyin turned and left.

An Le stared blankly at the thin figure going away. He slapped the table and shouted loudly, "They're all white-eyed wolves!"

But Mei Wuyin came back soon, holding a pill box in his hand, he took out a pill, and stuffed it roughly into An Le's mouth.

"Swallow."

An Le swallowed, but his facial features were all wrinkled together.

"What is so bitter."

Mei Wuyin smiled, "Of course it's bitter, with coptis in it."

An Le's face was red.

Mei Wuyin teased: "Didn't you say that you are waiting for Coptis chinensis to turn into honey? Add some ingredients for you."

An Le glanced at the shards of the wine jar on the ground, and said with a sigh, "I still need bitter wine to accompany me."

……

Fan Xi stepped into the palace with his front foot, and someone invited him to see the emperor with his back foot.

The emperor sat upright with a serious face, even though he was old and frail, the majesty in his bones remained undiminished.

Fan Xi glanced at the tea set at the side and knew it.

"Do you know what the words carved on the tea set mean?"

Fan Xi said, "I don't know."

The emperor was displeased, and said to the nearby side: "Go and call Mo Aiqing up."

Fan Xi's expression did not change.

Mo Xinwang seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and walked in very quickly.

Now that Mo Xinwang has arrived, Qu Wending will not be absent. Fan Xi vaguely caught a glimpse of the lingering black figure standing outside the door.

The emperor asked Mo Xinwang what he said just now.

Mo Xin looked at the tea set for a long time, and finally sighed: "I don't know."

The emperor was furious, "You are deceiving me again!"

Fan Xi lowered her head.

Mo Xin looked lower than him, he said: "I dare not."

The emperor flicked his sleeves, and the tea set was thrown to the ground by him, and it shattered!

Fan Xi frowned suddenly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"If you don't tell me, I'll be here to spend time with you!"

Fan Xi became more aware.

Someone must have said something to the emperor.

He glanced at the figure outside the door again, and his face became colder and colder.