After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Chapter 228 Where is the agreed Dionysus?

The beauty in the palace, beat the drums to cheer.

The light gauze red sleeves are charming and wide, and the white and delicate wrists swing powerfully. With the sound of the gong, the drumsticks hit the cowhide drum neatly!

Xiao Yi raised his head.

Spirits enter the throat, it is a long-lost wine.

It's just that compared to the spirits he spent a lot of money to transport from Chang'an, these jars of wine are like appetizers, only clear and sweet, without drunkenness.

A jar of wine, he drank it cleanly.

Wiping away the wine stains on his lips casually, he smiled loosely: "Have fun!"

Ever since she was seduced by Nan Jiaojiao, the little girl probably loved him very much, she managed him very strictly, and even made rules for him in private, unless she socialized with her colleagues, she was not allowed to drink every day.

He hadn't drank so much for several months.

He picked up the second jar of wine, and continued to drink while Nan Baoyi hadn't come back.

The little girl who didn't come out of the court in the palace, the little married daughter-in-law couldn't help but glance at him.

They hate drinking from men the most, but today they realize that it is not that they hate drinking from men, but that they hate unattractive men playing drunk.

Xiao Yi's golden face and jade-like appearance, after drinking the wine, his complexion is as usual, but his thin lips are more crystal clear and crimson, it really makes them want to kiss the corners of his lips, and also taste the taste of the strong wine...

Concubine Jiang was displeased, and sarcastically said: "In a small border town, men who have never seen the world are like this. When they encounter fine wine, they know how to drink it. As everyone knows, drinking should be elegant, such as my Qingyun and Qinghe, their drinking posture It's very elegant."

Everyone looked around.

The brothers of the Chu family sat in the armchairs, swaggeringly ordered the maid to pour wine for them.

Chu Qingyun waved his folding fan, picked up the gold-painted porcelain cup, and recited: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine."

After reading, lightly drank the wine.

Chu Qinghe propped his chin pretending to be melancholy, picked up the gold-painted porcelain cup in one hand, and then chanted: "I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve..."

After reading, drink the wine.

Concubine Jiang smiled and said: "Look, this is the child who grew up in Shengjing and grew up beside the prince. His behavior is full of rules and decency, which is called elegance! Unlike a prince, such a fine wine, but only knows how to drink cattle, Really live up to the wine."

Princess Jing didn't say a word.

She clutched the handkerchief tightly.

Xiao Yi is really too, knowing that what he is drinking is spirits, yet he is so careless.

Chu Qingyun and the others drank one by one, but he drank from the altar. Isn't this a clear disadvantage?

Concubine Jiang continued to laugh and said: "After all, if you didn't grow up beside the prince, you would act out of proportion. It would be strange if you drank so much wine in one breath, and you didn't vomit on the spot. Sister, you are the same. Since you brought the son back to Shengjing, you should invite People are good at teaching. If they vomit on the spot, it’s enough to lose his own face, but if they lose face to the prince, can sister and son take the responsibility?”

"idiot."

Prince Jing scolded suddenly.

Concubine Jiang's body trembled.

She said cautiously: "My lord?"

"Is something like spirits meant for sipping? The slower you drink,

The more alcohol you get, the easier it is to get on top. Just wait, those two idiots you gave birth to will be embarrassing sooner or later! "

Concubine Jiang was surprised.

She seldom drinks, and she doesn't know that drinking is so important.

She looked at the two brothers worriedly.

Princess Jing began to feel complacent.

She sneered: "I heard that the two girls from Nan Shilang's Mansion are already of age, and they must be able to pass the door this year. Congratulations to my sister, I am happy to have a daughter-in-law. I am stupid, and my background and appearance are also very ordinary, but this concubine sees Look, they are all good-bearing girls, maybe my younger sister can have six grandchildren in three years!"

Concubine Jiang was furious, "Who wins and who loses is still unknown, what is my sister proud of?"

in the hall.

Xiao Yi has already drunk three altars.

He slowly put down the wine jar and looked towards the side of the long case. Chu Qingyun was still working hard to recite poems:

"People have joys and sorrows, the moon has it, the moon has it, hiccup, the moon has Chang'e fairy..."

"idiot!"

Chu Qinghe slapped him across the face.

He said righteously: "It is obvious that 'people have sorrows and joys, and the moon has jade rabbits that make medicine'. Where did the fairy Chang'e come from?! I think you look like a fairy Chang'e!"

"You hit me, how dare you hit me?!" Chu Qingyun whimpered, "Mother, brother hit me!"

The two brothers got drunk and scuffled in the Chengle Hall in a very inconspicuous way.

Everyone in the hall looked different.

After only drinking a few glasses of wine, he became drunk like this?

What about Dionysus?

Concubine Jiang felt as if she had thrown her face into the pan selling sesame cakes on Dongfuyuan West Street. When the cooking oil was fried, her face was instantly as red as a shrimp shell!

She hurriedly gave the palace maid a look.

Several court ladies understood, and hurried up to help Chu Qingyun brother.

But the two brothers are both men, so they easily broke away from them and ran out of the hall.

Then, there were high and low vomiting sounds from outside the hall.

Concubine Jiang was distressed and panicked with embarrassment, she couldn't help calling out loudly: "Qingyun, Qinghe?!"

Chu Qingyun: "Mom, we're fine! Brother spit out peanuts!"

Chu Qinghe: "Hey, brother actually ate a bowl of pig's brain? This looks like pig's brain."

The hall was silent.

All the female relatives raised their sleeves to cover their faces in disgust, and even the courtiers lowered their eyes and remained silent.

nausea!

too disgusting!

Do you still want to eat?

The old emperor coughed, "Then what, this competition, the prince will win. Xiao Qing, what treasure do you want, tell me, I will satisfy you."

"I don't have any treasures that I want." Xiao Yi glanced at Concubine Jiang meaningfully, "The marriage between the two elder brothers is hard-won, why not ask the emperor to marry you on the spot."

Concubine Jiang was furious, "Xiao Yi—"

Concubine Jiang was displeased: "Willing to bet and admit defeat, shouting like this, is there still a side concubine in the palace?!"

Concubine Jiang had no choice but to suppress her sadness and unwillingness.

Her Qingyun and Qinghe are so outstanding, if she wants to marry, she should marry the daughter of the grand master and the prime minister, how can she marry a girl from the servant's mansion, she is not as good as Nan Baoyi...

But the bet was made in front of everyone.

She has no reason to repent.

After the wedding, Xiao Yi casually walked out of Chengle Hall.

The Chu Qingyun brothers each held a red lacquered pillar, calling for the beauty affectionately.

He looked at it for a while, and Shiku came over quietly.

He whispered: "The secret pile has found out the whereabouts of Miss Baoyi."

...

The snow rustled.

Nan Baoyi carried the palace lantern and walked alone in the deserted palace alley.

From Xichang to Chengle Hall, you need to pass through a long palace alley, and you will also pass through the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

She is familiar with every hall, every pavilion, every plant and every tree in the palace.

The slender figure reflected on the palace wall is more beautiful and delicate than the shadow of the whirling plum blossom.

The girl stopped outside the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

The vermilion lacquered door was tightly closed, and the snow covering the brass door knocker seemed to be wiped away by someone.

Tonight is the Shangyuan Festival, a day of reunion.

However, people came to this inaccessible Buddhist scripture pavilion.

Could it be her old friend?

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