Proud of the rivers and lakes

When Fu Jinghong woke up again, he found that he was lying on the bed in the guest room, and his body seemed to have been cleaned. Although there was still a slight swelling in the back, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Fu Jinghong frowned, the female lay down, but it was a stranger, he should be extremely angry in his heart.

But for some reason, there was no anger in his heart.

as if……

He thought of those familiar feelings and couldn't help but pause.

Fu Jinghong who didn't want to think about it anymore got up quickly and looked around the guest room. The man in white was not there, and there seemed to be no trace of the man in white in the guest room.

Fu Jinghong looked at the wooden door, guessing that the man in white might be drinking tea downstairs, so he didn't intend to go down through the door.

He turned to look at the window, took a few steps forward, and opened the wooden window.

The wooden window was facing the street, and the street was bustling with people coming and going, very lively.

There are also small vendors on the street selling some small things, and many people gather around to watch.

The opposite seemed to be a restaurant, facing the window of Fu Jinghong's room.

Fu Jinghong reached out and touched his chin, and while no one was looking up, he quickly turned over and jumped out of the window, stepped on the wooden window frame with his toes, and leaped into the restaurant opposite.

Fu Jinghong wandered around the restaurant leisurely, then swaggered out from the main entrance.

Fu Jinghong walked on the bustling street for a long time, watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street, he was suddenly at a loss.

Where should he go?

The two juniors didn't know if they had already returned to Broken Sleeve Valley, or were they still waiting for him at the inn near Qingcheng?

Fu Jinghong walked for a long time. It was not until noon that he felt his mouth and tongue dry. Looking around, he found that he seemed to have lost his way.

At first, though, he didn't seem to know where to go.

"I heard that the restaurant in front is about to open, why don't we go and see the excitement?" A man dressed like a scholar in white said to the person next to him.

"It is said that the restaurant opened every three years, and closed for three years after the first day of opening. The drinkers drank a jug of good wine, and if they wanted to buy more, they had to wait for three years. Moreover, not everyone can buy the wine there. ..." Seeing that his companion didn't seem interested, the white-clothed scholar shook his head and said.

"This year coincides with another three years..."

Fu Jinghong paused, feeling a faint feeling of deja vu in his heart.

He watched the white-clothed scholar and his companions walking forward, and unknowingly followed.

When he came back to his senses, the people in front had already walked into a restaurant.

Fu Jinghong looked up at the signboard of the restaurant, and there was only two words, restaurant.

Fu Jinghong found it interesting, and then felt reasonable.

People in the world are often blinded by false names, but they often forget the truth of the matter. A restaurant is a restaurant, that's all.

When Fu Jinghong stepped into the restaurant, he was shocked by the scene inside the restaurant.

The wooden tables in the restaurant are full of people, there are white-clothed scholars with frail appearance, burly men walking in the rivers and lakes, and old men with fluttering beards. They all sit around the table, which is full of several big Bowls of wine, and dozens of jars of wine on the ground, densely spread on the floor of this restaurant.

A man dressed as a waiter stood on a table in the center of the restaurant, holding a large bowl of wine in his hand, and shouted loudly: "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be sad tomorrow. Come and drink!"

"Which hero drinks to the end, he can compete with our master! The winner will get the treasure of our restaurant!"

The following are repeated responses and shouts.

Then the waiter suddenly raised the big bowl in his hand, drank it all in one gulp, then threw the big bowl on the ground and broke it into pieces.

The people sitting at the table also started shouting and took bowl after bowl of wine from the table, drinking freely.

They were sitting or standing, and some even stood on stools or tables. They all held a huge bowl in their hands and drank it in one gulp. The wine dripped down from their chins and wet their clothes. It dripped onto the floor, and soon the floor was wet.

They drank bowl after bowl, and some even raised jars to drink.

Fu Jinghong also picked up a bowl to drink, after all he was too conspicuous standing alone... Moreover, he also wanted to see what the treasure of this restaurant was.

It's just that although his drinking capacity is not bad, he is definitely not good at all, so while drinking, he luckily used his internal energy to get rid of the wine.

In this way, by the time Fu Jinghong put down the ninth bowl, everyone in the restaurant had already lay down on the ground. Some people were lying on the ground and continued to drink with their pillows on the wine jar, and some were lying on their stomachs. The table had already fallen asleep, and some people still insisted on standing upright, but their expressions were clearly drunk.

There are also some people who are drinking crazy, one person is holding the wine jar and singing, and another person suddenly slammed the bowl, laughed three times and ran out of the restaurant door.

The ground was full of broken wine jars, and many people were already drunk.

Fu Jinghong with clear eyes looked around, and found that there was another person with clear eyes.

That person turned out to be the white-clothed scholar that Fu Jinghong had seen before. Although he looked frail, the table in front of him was already filled with more than a dozen large empty bowls.

The white-clothed scholar smiled slightly at Fu Jinghong, raised his hand and raised a large bowl in his hand.

Fu Jinghong also smiled back at him, picked up a large empty bowl from the table, and refilled it with wine.

The scholar in white raised the bowl and drank it down, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, threw the big bowl to the ground and broke it into pieces.

Fu Jinghong also imitated his example, raised the big bowl and drank a bowl of wine, then smashed the bowl into pieces.

Seeing this, the white-clothed scholar smiled at Fu Jinghong again, then picked up a big bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

Fu Jinghong felt quite happy in his heart, he also raised the big bowl and drank it down.

The two of you came and went, but in a short time, the ground was covered with fragments of wine bowls.

After the scholar in white drank the last bowl of wine on the table, he suddenly raised his head and laughed long, then he closed his eyes and fell straight down on the table, dead drunk.

At this moment, Fu Jinghong used his internal strength to force a lot of wine out of his body, but he himself drank a lot, and he was a little shaky at this time.

He turned his head and looked around, but there was no one standing there anymore.

Just as he was staggering and supporting the table with his hands, a person came down the stairs.

That was a very beautiful woman.

A woman dressed in red walked down the stairs slowly. She was extremely beautiful, her eyes were like peach blossoms, and her eyes were full of charm. She held a small emerald green porcelain bottle in her hand, and walked from Walking slowly down the wooden stairs, swinging her waist and limbs, like a weak willow supporting the wind.

However, compared with her peerless face, there was no rouge applied on her face, and the black hair all over her head was only fixed behind her head by a wooden chopstick, and was loosely pulled up.

Fu Jinghong looked at the woman walking down step by step in front of him with some trembling. He only felt that the small emerald green porcelain bottle in the woman's hand was very familiar, but he still couldn't think of where he had seen it before.

Just as he was thinking, the woman in red had already walked in front of him.

The woman pursed her lips into a smile, raised her foot and put one foot on the bench, leaned forward to look at Fu Jinghong and said, "I am Sikong Jiuniang, the proprietress of the restaurant."

Fu Jinghong paused, feeling that his brain seemed to be a little confused, and asked, "Is it the wine you drank, or Jiuxiao's Jiu?"

Sikong Jiuniang raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said: "What about the wine for drinking, and what about the nine for Jiuxiao, don't they sound the same? What's the difference?"

Fu Jinghong paused, then said with a smile, "That's true."

Sikong Jiuniang looked at him, slowly lifted up the small emerald green porcelain bottle, smiled and said: "This is the treasure of my restaurant, if you win the wine fight with me, you can get it go."

"Oh, why is it the treasure of the store?" Fu Jinghong looked at the small porcelain bottle carefully. Although he felt familiar at first sight, but after looking at it again, he just felt ordinary. Small porcelain bottles like this are sold everywhere outside.

Sikong Jiuniang seemed to have heard some joke, raised her head and laughed, a beauty is a beauty, even if she is presumptuous, she has a free and easy style, she raised her eyebrows and said: "Since you don't know what the treasure of the store is, why are you fighting for it?" liquor?"

She laughed, and then slowly said: "Many people give everything they have just to get this thing, what do you think it is?"

Fu Jinghong shook his head and said, "I can't think of anything worth giving all of."

Sikong Jiuniang said: "There are so many worries in the world, so naturally they want to forget the troubles in the world. The wine in my porcelain bottle can make people forget all their worries."

Fu Jinghong didn't believe it: "There is no wine that can make people forget everything."

Sikong Jiuniang laughed again, and said: "My restaurant has only opened for three years, but every time it is overcrowded, they can't get this wine, but you don't believe that this wine can make them forget everything ?”

Fu Jinghong also laughed, and said: "If this wine can really make people forget everything, how can those who drink the wine remember that they have drunk this wine, and how can they tell others about it, so that they can forget everything? Come buy your wine."

Sikong Jiuniang also laughed, then she raised her eyebrows and said: "Then you don't want this wine anymore?"

Fu Jinghong looked at her and said with a smile: "Although I don't believe that this wine can make people forget all their troubles, I believe that this is a good pot of wine. Of course I want it, why not?"

"Okay!" Sikong Jiuniang laughed, "Let's decide the outcome in one round. I'll pour out two cups of this wine, one for you and one for me. If you don't get drunk, you win."

Fu Jinghong nodded, and suddenly said: "I don't know yet, what's the name of this wine?"

Sikong Jiuniang looked at him, raised her eyebrows and smiled, opened the small porcelain bottle, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed.

Some people on the floor climbed up following the aroma of the wine, smelled it twice, and then passed out again.

Fu Jinghong smelled the aroma of the wine, and his brain became more dizzy. He smelled the aroma of the wine, and he was almost drunk.

Sikong Jiuniang said with a smile: "Once this wine is brewed, it is said that within a mile radius, people who smell the aroma of the wine will also get drunk."

"Oh?" Fu Jinghong was really drunk.

Sikong Jiuniang picked up a small cup and poured the wine from the tile into it, just filling it up.

She raised her hand and handed the cup to Fu Jinghong, then poured another cup for herself.

Fu Jinghong felt more and more intoxicated as he smelled the aroma of wine from the cup in his hand.

He raised his hand to bring the wine to his lips, and drank it down.

Then he gets drunk.

"This wine is called Zui Sheng Meng Shi. After drinking it, people can forget all their troubles..."

Sikong Jiuniang also raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp.

"It is said that drinking it can make people forget all the worries of the past, so it is also called forgetting the past... But where is there really a kind of wine that can make people forget everything, this wine can only make people get drunk after drinking that's all , Some people get drunk for a day, some people get drunk for a year, but no one can get drunk for a lifetime, once they sober up, everything will still be the same..."

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The author has something to say: Huang Yaoshi: "Not long ago, I met a person who gave me a jar of wine. She said it was "drunk life and dreams". After drinking it, you can forget everything you have done before. I am very strange , Why is there such a wine? She said that the biggest trouble of people is that the memory is too good. If you can forget everything, every day will be a new beginning. How happy are you? This jar of wine was originally intended to give For you, it looks like we're going to share the drink." - "Evil and West Poison"