Flower wine

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"Du Banban, come with me to see Zun'er, my good son." Chen Duzong suddenly thought of his son, an existence as if he had completed a task, and what his son is like now.

Chen Duzong has practiced Taoism for a long time, abused immortal medicines, turned day and night upside down to fish, so his offspring were not prosperous, and few of them lived past the age of three.

Du Dai's heart trembled, he didn't know the reason for the sudden change in Longyan's face, in his heart, Hua Rao had treated him the same for many years, while Chen Duzong was so frightening, fatuous and ruthless.

"Don't be afraid, I just miss my son." Chen Duzong squinted at him with displeasure on his face. He wanted to live in this person's heart all his life, so persistent, how could he not understand what Du Dai was thinking.

"No." Du Dai hurriedly responded, and then hurriedly followed Chen Duzong's pace.

Weiyang Palace is lifeless, like an old man dying, but the road to the imperial concubine's mansion is full of vitality, like the morning sun in early spring.

Chen Duzong was humming a little song as if he was drunk, but he couldn't hear the words or the tune. He could see that his heart was jumping for joy, but his hands were cruel. Instantly turned into powder.

The palace people along the way hurriedly knelt and shrank to pay their respects, as if they were afraid of death, Chen Duzong laughed when he saw this, he was in a good mood today, and he didn't want to kill anyone, so he laughed wildly all the way to Tangli Garden.

The sun was shining, the flowers were blooming and butterflies were dancing, little Zun'er was painting in the front yard, while Concubine Zhao looked at Zun'er happily with a gentle face.

The peaceful and beautiful picture scroll was broken the moment Chen Duzong appeared, the flowers fell and the butterflies disappeared, and it was winter in a blink of an eye. Zun'er couldn't hold the pen for a while, and the pen fell from his small hand, leaving a heavy ink mark on the rice paper.

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Zhao stood up in horror, reacted for a moment, quickly hugged Zun'er, knelt down, and said in a mournful voice: "I didn't know His Majesty was here, and I was far away from welcoming you. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

The people who shared the same bed and were in love with each other, now meet again, shivering like rats running around, feeling bored.

"Let me take a look at Zun'er." Chen Duzong stretched out his hand, and the long and pitch-black nails suddenly came into Concubine Zhao's eyes. She lowered her head tremblingly, and pressed Zun'er in her arms to the ground. Her sleeves covered Zun'er, so that she could protect her heart.

"Zun'er is very kind, please worry about your Majesty."

Chen Duzong turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to stretch out his hand in a pleasant manner: "Come, let me see Zun'er."

Concubine Zhao Gui didn't know where her courage came from, she didn't care about it and didn't move, all the palace people in the courtyard knelt to the bottom, not daring to breathe.

As time passed minute by minute, Du Dai clenched his fists tightly, fearing that in the next second, Chen Duzong would be furious and kill everyone.

If he doesn't even let his own children go, then this big Chen's sky will never clear up.

Chen Duzong waited for a while, and saw that the crowd still looked extremely terrified, and even heard the sound of whimpering, which was very similar to the helplessness he felt when he was a child who was helpless and did not dare to cry unrestrainedly.

The irritability struck instantly, Chen Duzong withdrew his hand, rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, and said impatiently: "Let's go back to the palace."

Turning around, the sleeves fluttered, a simple movement, but it brought about the rushing airflow like sea waves, the strength of the airflow was unexpected, Concubine Zhao, Zun'er and all the palace people were engulfed, like rags He hit the pillar hard and fell to the ground.

"Zun'er, Zun'er, Zun'er, are you okay? Don't scare your mother!" Concubine Zhao quickly looked at Zun'er in her arms regardless of the severe pain of being thrown to pieces.

Although Zun'er is young, he is still young and mature. In the weird family atmosphere, he was brought up at a very fast speed. He seems to be completely unaware, but at the same time, he seems to know everything.

He endured the severe pain, cleverly said and laughed, nothing happened. In Concubine Zhao Guifei's heart, his immature acting skills, every expression on his face was like a knife cut or an arrow pierced his heart.

She can't wait any longer, as a human being, she wants to protect and be persistent, Zun'er is her last bottom line and all her life and hope.

The sword is on the string and has to be fired.

Following behind Chen Duzong, Du Dai suddenly turned around to look at Concubine Zhao, meeting Concubine Zhao's fierce and resentful eyes, the same sadness and helplessness in the flash.

The next day, Chief Zhao Yu received a letter from Flying Eagle, which was obtained by Chief Zhao Yu from defeating the Mongols. It can travel thousands of miles a day with great speed and precision.

A bright blue silk is tied on the eagle's leg, my sister's favorite color.

The silk was unfolded, and a few words were simply written on it: "The moon is thin and the stars are bright."

Zhao Yuchi held the silk tightly, and threw it into the fire after a while. Looking at the raging fire, his body felt chills.

The moon and stars are sparse, and there are crows neighing faintly, and in an instant, dark clouds are dense.

Today, it will finally change.

Descent

When you meet in the world of mortals, you bow to the golden whip.Wanhu Chuiyangli, over there to Jun's house.

Where the traces of the Six Dynasties are like a dream, where the wine and fire are light and the moon is bright.

Jinling is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. Behind the military and military officials protecting each other is the foundation of great corruption.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the lights are still brightly lit, the voices are buzzing, and people come and go, as usual, but in the faint worry and a little panic on people's faces, we can see the difference between the world and the time.

After the false prosperity, there is real happiness and joy.A little girl about thirteen or fourteen years old was jumping up and down on the street. She found everything so novel that she insisted on touching it.Regardless of the disgust of the hawkers, he ran away laughing.

She poured into the world of mortals like a stream of clear water, scattered on the ground like flowers from a high mountain, her extraordinary appearance and behavior, like a fairy descending from the mundane world.

She wandered carefree all the way, and suddenly stopped in front of a candied haws stand.

"Hey, isn't this what I saw in that brother's memory?"

The owner of the candied haws stall is an ordinary middle-aged man. His nose is his nose and his face is his face. But when put together, his nose is not his nose and his face is not his face.

The stall owner couldn't help laughing when he saw the puzzled face of this fairy-like girl, and stared blankly at the candied haws who was studying the candied haws with great interest.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly thinks of a boy.

In the Qinhuai fireworks that year, amidst the moonlight and colorful glazed lights, there was a boy who looked like a banished fairy looking at the bright red candied haws with eyes full of curiosity.

Later, the boy he regarded as his son followed his beloved juniors and went nowhere.Did he speak up for his master?Have you learned peerless martial arts?Do they have a happy life?In this turbulent scene, do you still have enough food and clothing?Does anyone else give him candied haws?

There was no wind in the quiet night, Zhao Si rubbed his eyes out of thin air, and for some reason, the wind and dust would still hit his eyes in the quiet night.

"Little girl, this is called candied haws. It's made of hawthorn rock sugar and sesame seeds. It's delicious. I'll give you a bunch."

Zhao Si pulled out a candied haws and handed it to Fu Mo.

Fu Mo took the candied haws with a blank face, tilted his head and asked, "What is hawthorn? What is rock candy? What is sesame?"

Seeing her innocent and serious appearance, Zhao Si felt that she was very cute, so he didn't laugh at her, and said patiently: "They are all delicious, try it."

Fu Mo seemed to understand, and hesitantly sent the candied haws into the air. As soon as the tip of her tongue touched it, a fresh and sweet fragrance burst out in her mouth. The wonderful taste was full of novelty. She subconsciously took a bite, sour Sweet, crispy and delicious.

"Ah!" Fu Mo couldn't help but exclaim: "What is this? It's so delicious!"

Zhao Si looked at her with a kind face and smiled: "Little girl, this is candied haws."

Fu Mo clenched the stick of candied haws happily, and said word by word: "Sugar, gourd, and reed."

"No wonder that brother has this scene in his memory, it's really delicious." Fu Mo suddenly realized.

Another customer came to buy candied haws. Zhao Si was busy greeting him, but he didn't hear Fu Mo's muttering to himself. He vaguely heard the word "brother" and smiled. The little daughter's feelings were very good.

Fu Mo didn't move. Seeing a small stool next to the stall, he sat down obediently, and carefully ate the whole bunch of candied haws in small bites.

While Zhao Si was busy, he saw the little girl's obedient appearance very much like Jiang Xi's when he was a child, his nose became sore and his eye circles turned red, and he began to blame Qin Huai's wind again.

Fu Mo Bingxue is smart, watching Zhao Si busy, gradually comprehending the rules of this world.To eat, you have to give free silver or copper plates, one back and one back, and neither is owed.

But she didn't have any silver or copper for nothing. She came to Jinling because, in Jiang Xi's memory, it endowed him with extreme joy and extreme pain. It is so yearning for beauty, but it is constantly being hurt along the way.

Fu Mo finally ate the whole candied haws, licked his lips contentedly, and put away the stick.Thinking about the things he brought with him, except for the yacon for quenching his thirst, he took out one with a smile and handed it to Zhao Si who was wiping his sweat.

"Hey, this is for you!" Fu Mo was a little embarrassed, she had given her such a delicious food, and she could only give back the fruit that quenched his thirst.

Zhao Si had never seen or heard of snow lotus fruit, but he saw that the fruit was white, moist and crystal clear, like ice and snow dumpling, just like the little girl in front of him, very cute.

"It's so pretty, you girl, keep it. Uncle doesn't have much skill, so I can still invite you to eat bunches of candied haws." Zhao Si had a kind face, and his kind appearance reminded Fu Mo of his master.

Her master, like her, was born with great wisdom, or was abandoned and picked up, or was brought to the top of the snow mountain due to various chances and coincidences, to practice immortality and do meritorious deeds, all for the purpose of ascending to immortality.

However, Master ascended to the ascension when she was seven years old. Later, I heard from people in Ice Crystal Palace that she