[Three Kingdoms] The daily struggle of female counsellors

The moonlight is full, and the shadows of the trees are uneven.

Under the willow tree in the courtyard, there was a handsome young man in white clothes hanging on the ground.The light and shadow were hazy, pouring all on the young man's back through the emerald green branches and leaves.

Disturbed earlier, Guo Jin sent Qingtong out of a small case and brought an open jug, while he sat down in front of the case and poured wine down his throat.

The rice wine is fragrant and mellow, but when it is drunk into the stomach, it is so strong that it is boiling hot, making people want to cry.

At this moment, everything is silent, Guo Jin is lying on the desk, and there seems to be a few touches of bright red in the far west, accompanied by the strength of wine in the head, making people feel like they are in the clouds and the moon.

Suddenly someone came with a lantern, and Guo Jin stood up suspiciously, her eyes were scattered, and finally focused on the little round child.

Looking at Erlang's dark pea eyes, Guo Jin squinted and smiled: "Does Erlang want to drink with me?"

The young man's complexion was already fair, but now, because of the alcohol smell, he actually added a bit of smoke and fire.

Erlang put down the lantern and sat down on the hard stone pier, like an old father who hates iron and steel, he said solemnly and righteously: "Alcohol hurts your body, sir, let's just have a drink, how can it be so ridiculous?"

Knowing that he was kind, Guo Jin waved her hand, pulled the seat under her body to Erlang, and then sat drunkenly, with silvery eyes shining like a sea of ​​stars in the sky.

Guo Jin put aside the topic, and asked with a smile through Jiu Jin: "Erlang thinks, what is Fang's situation today?"

Even if he is a young boy, Erlang also knows that this sentence has the meaning of presumptuousness, and he should not have said it casually.Seeing that Erlang was silent with his puckered mouth, Guo Jin didn't care. He just raised the earcup in his hand and drank to the moon alone.

The outline of the boy's side face softened in the shadow of the moon, and there was an inexplicable sense of independence from the world.

Guo Jin brushed Erlang's nose, bent his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The Han Dynasty is in decline, the emperor is lonely, and chaos will surely arise in the long run."

The falling sound is as crisp as a rolling ball.

Erlang was startled, first he looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he hurried to cover Guo Jin's broken mouth of drunken nonsense.

Guo Jin leaned back, narrowly avoiding Erlang's chubby hand, and clamped Erlang's movements instead, deliberately making him look at her: "Erlang thinks that the world will be chaotic, who can continue?"

Milkman sigh.

Erlang frowned and thought about it. The handsome brother didn't know what stimulated him. If he didn't answer his question, he would probably talk to himself until dawn, right?

Erlang meditated and said: "If you talk about the gathering of wise men and everyone responds to them, it's hard for a non-noble clan to let them go."

Seeing that he was finally speaking, the young man on the opposite side suddenly became interested: "Eunuchs, what do Erlang think?"

Almost instantaneously sneered, Erlang said disdainfully: "You have no virtue, how can you mention it?"

Seeing his determination, the young man let go of his hands and let the little milk baby in his arms crawl back to its original position. He only smiled softly and said: "There is no distinction between people in the world, and eunuchs have their own right and wrong. From now on, the world will be divided into three parts, so who cares about you?" Clan relatives and eunuchs?"

As he said, his eyes were fixed on the crescent moon, as if he wanted to see through the moonlight to see the future in the near future, "The left and right are all competing for interests, but it's just a pain for the common people, and a sorrow for the common people."

Three points in the world?

I don't know what came to mind, Erlang only felt refreshed and clear.

Xu wanted to verify what was in his mind, Erlang hurriedly asked: "What do you mean by the three points you said?"

The young man on the opposite side seemed to be drunk, and when he heard Erlang's question, he raised his forehead with one hand and muttered, "It's just nonsense, nonsense..."

Just as he was talking, Xi Zhi just happened to go out and return.

Tethering the pony in his hand to the stable, when Xi Zhi came back to the front yard, Erlang was looking at him pitifully, Xi Zhi would be satisfied and let him go back to the house to rest.Only then did Erlang lift his butt and turned around angrily, and before leaving, he did not forget to ask Xi Zhicai not to let Guo Jin drink again.

Xi Zhicai said yes with a smile, and pressed Guo Jin's hands holding the jug, rescued the delicious wine that exuded the fragrance of rice, and poured it directly for himself.Guo Jin was stunned, and then she remembered that Xi Zhicai is a very fond of drinking, for him, his head can be broken, blood can flow, and good wine is indispensable.

Looking at the young man in crimson clothes drinking happily, Guo Jin suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with him today.His eyes were no longer as clear and energetic as usual, and deep pain seemed to be suppressed inside, hiding the unknown and deep-rooted past.

Once Xu Shiren was drunk, his consciousness would run wild and uncontrollable. Guo Jinhun didn't care that he took away his fine wine, but put his hands on his chin and chewed carefully: "Zhicai..."

Zhicai Zhicai, ambition to learn.

With such a high-spirited name, he should have been a bright young man with lofty aspirations, bright clothes and angry horses, right?

The young man on the opposite side didn't show any guilt. After drinking a lot, he looked at the young man suspiciously.

Maybe it's too hard to swallow strong alcohol, or maybe it's because a friend really needs to talk to him today, the young man in Jiang Yi laughed hoarsely, and said in a startling way: "Do you know, Ah Jin, today is the memorial day for my beloved wife?"

Memorial day?

Guo Jin frowned slightly, when did Xi Zhicai get married?How could his wife die so early?

The drunkenness subsided for a while, the gossip spirit gained the upper hand, Guo Jin obediently nodded in response, and waited earnestly for the other party to speak again.

The sharp look of the young man on weekdays has almost disappeared, and he casually leans on the weeping willow behind him, and whispers: "She is called Gan Yin..."

The voice was long and distant, and seemed to contain all the tenderness in his life.

The story goes back ten years.

At that time, his family was poor, and he could only make a living step by step.And his beloved wife, Gan Yin, was originally the daughter of a local county magistrate. She lived a good life since she was a child, and she was well-educated and well-educated.

Who knows that fate is so magical.

With the hard work of family relatives, Gan Yin finally married Zuo Xizhicai as his wife.Back then, he would always think, this must be a dream, otherwise how could such a good woman be willing to go to the world of mortals with him?

Thinking of this, Xi Zhicai was even more anxious all day long, fearing that he would not be able to get ahead as soon as possible.

Due to his youthful face, he refused to accept his wife's gift. Instead, in order to prove himself, he traveled around to study and made friends with many scholars.

He covers the sky and sits on the ground, taking pleasure in mountains and rivers.Every time he walks between heaven and earth, he always thinks that next time he must bring Gan Yin to visit. A poetic and comfortable woman like her is born to walk in landscape paintings.

I have always thought so.

Until one day later, he inadvertently discovered that the shy girl who was once delicate and weak had long been worn down by this mortal affairs into a well-organized and gentle young woman.

It's because he was being smart. He thought he was doing it to better join hands with his wife, but he clearly hurt her heart everywhere.

But even so, Gan Yin never complained, and took care of everything at home for him every day, lest he have any worries.

As the saying goes, marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous man will give him a sweet note, so he must have done a lot of good deeds in his previous life, right?

But fate just played tricks on himself.

Within three years of being together, Gan Yin died of dystocia.As if he had expected this ending long ago, Gan Yin prepared a letter of divorce for him in advance, the letter of divorce.

Even at the end of his life, Gan Yin is still worried about him.She was afraid that he would not marry another, and she was even more afraid that he would be lonely for the rest of his life.

It is said that when you are young, you should not meet someone who is too amazing. Obviously, I only had you for a short time, but it seems that I have taken you through my life.

……

At the end of the talk, Xi Zhicai was already drunk and drowsy, Guo Jin couldn't help feeling a little distressed, stepped forward to take out the flagon he was holding tightly, got up and helped him into the room with great effort.Although Xi Zhicai looks skinny, but because of his height, he is inexplicably overwhelmed.

After all kinds of twists and turns, he was thrown back on the couch, and the young man fell asleep on the pillow, muttering the last sentence in a haze, the farewell words written at the end of the divorce letter in a sweet tone.

"I hope you cherish it, and find joy again."

You see, I am the one who left, but I am afraid that you will not give yourself happiness.

Guo Jin couldn't help thinking, does this kind of fairy love really exist?

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand Xi Zhicai.Understand his unrestrained and unruly, understand his indulgence in drinking, understand why he has seen all the beautiful mountains and rivers, but it seems that he can't engrave half of it in his heart.

With a splitting headache after drinking, Guo Jin staggered out of Xi Zhicai's room, thinking of going to the back kitchen to cook a hangover soup to refresh himself, but who knew that he had just stepped into the court, but happened to meet the thin young man who had just entered the door .

Guo Jia closed the door and was about to go back to the house to rest when he saw a swaying figure under the shade of wicker.He hurriedly took a closer look, perhaps because of drinking, a cloud of mist formed in the man's clear eyes, the moment he looked at him, the mist turned into invisible, but a few drops suddenly fell from the end of his eyes Crystal clear teardrops.

Guo Jia suddenly panicked, and stepped forward uncontrollably, as if to take him into his arms and comfort him softly.

Feeling enveloped by a faint scent of crabapple flowers, Guo Jin raised her head slightly, and the eyes of the person in front of her were bright, as if poured by the Milky Way, with a high nose and thin lips, as if she was born with a cold personality.

Guo Jin looked at him stubbornly, and after a while, said in a muffled voice: "Brother lied to me."

The young man was obviously out of control, he only lightly protected the lower back of the man in his arms, and replied softly: "How could I lie to you?"

Guo Jin was even more upset, "Brother deceived me!"

The voice was a little messy.

The young man didn't dare to refute again: "A Jin, don't be angry, it's because of my brother's mistake."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the sound, Guo Jin even pushed his arms away abruptly, as if she was unwilling to communicate with him any more.

Guo Jia didn't know how to act for a while, he was afraid that he would say something stupid again, and he was even more afraid that the other party would get bored with him.

Just when Guo Jia was in a daze, the young man suddenly turned his back, raised his snow-white long sleeves and wiped away his tears indiscriminately, calming down, and threw him a coffin-"liar" conclusively.

Then he went back to the house and locked it, and the door was closed.

Guo Jia leaned against the window, quietly listening to the movement in the room.He had never encountered such a situation, and he didn't know how to make people happy.

For the first time, he felt that he was so stupid, so he could only rummage through his memories and gently hum his favorite song when he was young.

His voice is extremely nice.

The melody is obviously very simple, but it seems to sing into people's hearts.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will start to enter v!

Check out the pre-collected article "[Daqin] Assassin's Survival Guide" next door!

A certain [-]th-line actor sadly reminded him to travel to the end of the Warring States period, and transmigrated into the famous assassin who became famous all over the world for his sacrifice to assassinate Qin Dynasty, Jing Ke.

At that time, King Zhuangxiang of Qin will pass away, and Yingzheng, who is only 13 years old, will succeed to the throne.

Cui Yuan, who is afraid of death No.1, immediately said——

That, he chose to turn from darkness to light!

Feeling that it was not too late, Cui Yuan embarked on his career of hugging his thighs in a timely manner.

Qin Wang sleeps, he stands guard;

The king of Qin ate meat and he drank soup;

King Qin was assassinated and he was shot.