Chapter 319 Chapter 319: Drunk fight [please vote]
"Auntie, daddy, don't worry, my daughter is doing well now... Have you seen my brother and the other three down there? ? Grandma is in good health? Her legs and feet are not good. She can’t stand the cold. She needs to take good care of her. ...Aweng is impatient, please give him some mercy... My daughter is unfilial, and I'm afraid it will take a long time to go over and reunite with you and your two elders..."
In the deep mountains, the wild grass growing on the graves has been carefully cleaned up. , in front of the tomb are several plates of offerings for ancestors, as well as burnt bamboo slips of scriptures. The woman in plain clothes with two swords on her waist lowered her head and talked to the decaying tombstone.
“...If you meet your daughter’s master down there, please say hello to her on behalf of your daughter. Just say that she misses her, and then ask her if her martial arts has improved? My daughter, you can count now. He is promising. If he gathers his courage in the future..."
He rambled on for more than an hour before ending.
When she slowly returned to Fugu, she felt the warm warmth rushing to her face as soon as she stepped into the city gate, two seasons inside and outside the city. Bai Su was slightly stunned, as the opening ceremony officially began at this moment, and she was distracted by the bright fireworks under the sky.
This, what is this?
At this moment, she heard someone calling her.
Look at the sound.
The sound came from high up.
"Why are Mr. Gu running up here?"
Looking at Gu Chi, who was holding on to the eaves, his legs trembling under his clothes, she gathered her strength and jumped up, and the two of them climbed onto the roof lightly with the help of their strength. Taking a closer look, she saw that it was indeed Gu Chi.
At this time, Gu Chi's face looked worse than before.
"Of course it's for the celebration..." Gu Chihuo looked like he was exhausted after working overtime for three days and nights. When Bai Su noticed him, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat softly on the eaves. He smiled bitterly and said, "I have no strength now, I can't get down..."
If Bai Su hadn't noticed him, he would have accidentally lost his strength and rolled off the roof. The injury was second, and the most important thing was whether he could lose it. Pick up this person. When Gu Chi saw that Bai Su had come in from outside the city, he asked Bai Su what he was doing. It was a pity to miss this grand ceremony.
Bai Su said: "Pay homage to our ancestors."
Gu Chi then remembered that Bai Su was from Heyin.
Bai Su asked again: "Sir, do you need my help?"
This suggestion was exactly what Gu Chi wanted.
"Yes, yes." Gu Chi was about to hand out his hand when he caught a glimpse of the fireworks display that was still going on. He retracted his finger and suggested, "The view here is wide. You can overlook the main venue, why not sit down and enjoy it?”
"Yeah, that's fine."
Bai Su sat firmly on the eaves.
Gu Chi's health was not good to begin with, and at this moment, his literary energy was completely drained. The hands holding the eaves were trembling, but Bai Su couldn't help but help him. He didn't refuse, but relied on Bai Su's strength to sit firmly and take a breath.
"Mr. Gu's body bones should be taken good care of. It's okay..." Bai Su paused and reminded Gu Chi quietly, "Don't climb in such a dangerous place. It's not good if you bump into someone." "
Gu Chi smiled bitterly and waved his hands: "This problem can't be cured."
Bai Suqi said: "How could it not be raised well? Could it be a weakness brought from the mother's womb? But I heard that Wenxin scribe..."
"No."
Gu Chi interrupted her guess.
"It's not a congenital weakness." You may not believe it, but before Gu Chi obtained the way of being a scribe, he had a very good body and bones, was proficient in riding and archery, and dared to drill into the deep mountains and old forests with a sword. If he meets a bandit, he will definitely not be the unlucky one.
Seeing that he didn’t want to talk more, Bai Su didn’t ask too many questions.
Until the fireworks show on the marquee is completely over.
The two looked at the thousands of lights under their feet.
My thoughts are completely different.
Bai Su asked him: "Mr. Gu, don't you go down to play?"
There are so many tourists and the lanterns are like daylight. The atmosphere that hits your face makes people want to join in. Even if you don't do anything, just follow the crowds, you will feel inexplicably happy and satisfied. Gu Chi beside him had no intention of joining.
"It's very noisy."
There was disgust on the lips, but there was no impatience on the face, and the corners of the mouth even raised an imperceptible upward arc under the light.
Gu Chi hates crowded situations.
Every time he is exposed to this kind of environment, he is forced to face the darkest side of everyone's heart, which makes him mentally weak. Mentally tired and physically overwhelmed. But most of the voices that came to my ears today were passionate and sincere.
Surrounded by these laughter and noise, I am no longer as tired as before.
He even started to enjoy it.
Bai Su: "..."
Gu Chi didn't want to go play, but she wanted to.
Just when he was about to find an excuse to leave, Gu Chi changed his mind: "But - today is an exception."
With the tea he just took a rest, he managed to recover a little bit. I felt calm, my hands and feet were finally not so shaky, and I could climb down the ladder by myself. She wanted to ask Bai Su to help her move a ladder, but the heroine was extremely heroic. She grabbed his hand and lifted him onto her shoulders. After a period of weightlessness, she set her feet on the ground.
Gu Chi: "..."
Bai Su: "I am also a martial arts practitioner after all."
Although he is not as powerful as a brave warrior, and he also takes a dexterous route, he can lead a person Getting off the roof is not difficult. If Gu Chi needs it, she can even carry him over eaves and walls.
Gu Chi also said: "I am an adult man after all! Although I am thin, my weight is there..."
Bai Su: "..."
To be honest, it doesn't feel very obvious.
Gu Chi's weight is much lighter than expected.
Under the scribe's Confucian shirt was a rather thin body, not quite skin and bones, but almost the same, with no flesh, which made her shoulders hurt. If it weren't for Gu Chi's very bright eyes, just looking at his face, he looked like he was about to die of tuberculosis. Who could look at it and not suspect that he was seriously ill and that he was not going to die soon?
Gu Chi: "..."
Bai Su looked at Gu Chi and his feet were still swinging. There were so many tourists, and he was worried that he would be trampled to death if someone hit him, which would not be good. Just leave. She saw Gu Chi buying a lot of pastries, a jar of wine, a set of pen and ink, and some gadgets that her daughter liked.
She took the initiative to help get the things, but Gu Chi looked too weak. The jar of wine was quite substantial, and asked casually: "Why don't you see your husband bringing his wife and daughter out to have fun together?"
Gu Chi smiled and said: "Because I don't have a wife or daughter."
Bai Su: "..."
"Bought for worship."
Gu Chi has not thought about the past for a long time, but today he looked at the thousands of lights and heard Bai Su came back from worshiping outside the city, and felt an inexplicable urge to talk to his family.
Tell Aweng and Afu about the people they have met over the years and what they have experienced - even though he knows that with their upright temperaments, hearing what they do will most likely make them furious and scold them, Gu Chi is ready for it." Preparedness for Crisis. Hey, those pens and gadgets were bribed to my younger brother and two younger sisters. After taking advantage of him, I had to help him hold the two of them back.
Thinking of the noisy scene in his mind, he couldn't help but chuckle, attracting Bai Su to look sideways.
People in this world...
No one seems to be complete.
It may seem glamorous, but in fact it has unknown sufferings.
[The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night long. 】
The grand opening ceremony lasted until midnight. The tourists dispersed one after another, but they were still recalling everything they saw and heard tonight. The next day is the official competition day, and the notice board has already released the competition items.
Gu Chi returned to his residence, but he didn't sleep all night.
He burned the gifts he bought one by one.
Watch them burn to ashes in the basin.
He poured wine and drank it with the air.
Talk about it in your mouth.
"...Father, my son rarely drinks alcohol anymore. I just made an exception today because he is happy. Drink a few more drinks, and you and Aweng must not scold your son..." Gu Chi's drinking capacity is actually Very good. I also like to drink alcohol on weekdays, but I drink less every time.
"...Are you feeling well?"
Gu Chi drank a whole jar and felt a little drunk.
He kept mumbling to the bright moon in the sky.
"...My brother and sister are still young, and they are more naughty, but they are better than my son and less annoying...I wonder when you will be reincarnated? If you haven't yet, listen to your son's advice. Reincarnate yourself a few years later. Then the world will be peaceful and you will come back to the world, my son. Don't worry... lest you be bullied by others where your son doesn't know. Remember to sharpen your temper in the next life and be more diplomatic and cunning. Don't trust those so-called 'nobles' who think highly of themselves, or -"< br>
Gu Chi had a bold idea with the help of wine. "How about being your son's son?"
After saying that, laughter came from next door. Gu Chi became angry and the empty bowl accurately crossed the low wall and hit the yard next door. Hearing the sound of the wine bowl breaking, Gu Chi said: "Qi Yuanliang, you eavesdropping on whispers at night, you are not a gentleman."
Qi Shan jumped up to the wall and landed, looking at Gu Chi who was wearing a cloak and sitting on the porch burning something and drinking with his knees in his arms.
"It's boring to drink alone, why not count me in?"
Gu Chi glanced at him sideways.
Unwelcome is written all over his face.
When he was talking to his family, why did Qi Shan get involved?
Qi Shan ignored it, shook the two bottles of wine in his hand, opened the wine seal, and filled the wine bowl he brought with him. Seeing the free wine, Gu Chi snorted, picked up a bowl, and drank it all in a few sips, assuming that praying for good could stay.
Qishan smiled and said: "You and I are both lonely and destitute, and I offer you a bowl."
The two clinked their bowls.
Looking at the families of ordinary people traveling together in the streets, they felt mixed feelings in their hearts. I am happy that this event can have the expected effect and add a bit of sweetness to the bitter life, but when I look around, I feel even more desolate and deserted.
On such a good day, Qi Shan also talked to his family and "Qi Shan" for a while, and the one he mentioned the most was his lord Shen Tang - although she is a woman, she is still at the age where cats hate dogs. She always does things that make his blood pressure soar. She has a lot of shortcomings compared to those previous masters, but her greatest advantage makes Qishan want to follow her wholeheartedly.
Even——
If one day the two of them really separate, Qi Shan also wants to kill himself before the way of the scribe is launched. He thought that if he was no longer trusted by her, then he must have gone astray and lost his original intention. This was Qishan's true mood at that moment.
Gu Chi chuckled: "I am alone..."
They are not the only ones.
You two have a bowl and I have a bowl. If there is not enough, there are other stocks. Before long, there are six or seven empty wine jars at your feet.
"Would you like to have a drink with Wuhui?"
Chu Yao: "..."
He didn't want to take in two drunkards in the middle of the night.
But I really don’t feel comfortable letting these two drunkards who look sober but are actually half-drunk out - ordinary drunkards who go crazy with alcohol will only disturb the people, but these two literary scholars who go crazy with alcohol will be a disaster.
“Wuhui! Drink!”
"I don't want to drink."
Qishan: "Aren't you alone?"
Gu Chi: "A drink of wine can relieve a thousand worries!"
Chu Yao commented calmly With two students and Yu Zi as an auditor, he has three children to worry about, so how can he be alone? These two simply have too few things to do and think too much. If they find more things for themselves, they will not be easily depressed.
“Wuhui!”
"Chu Wuhui~~~"
Seeing that Chu Yao always ignored people, they were unmotivated.
"Forget it, let's go have a drink with the lord."
"What a good idea, the lord is also alone..."
Chu Yao: "..."
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These two just got drunk, and then there was a lord who could be brought down by a drop of wine. Why didn't these three kill Fu Gu alive?
He made a decisive move to capture the two of them, but the instinct of the literary scholar was engraved in his bones, and he immediately counterattacked when he sensed danger.
Chu Yao: "..."
Aren't these two drunkards moving very neatly?
It was the next day when Shen Tang received the news.
Early in the morning, I saw Kang Shi with blue eyes.
She asked the others casually.
Kang Shi’s expression was as if he had hemorrhoids and was constipated for ten days.
Shen Tang figured out something was wrong.
“What happened?”
Kang Shi hesitated: "Last night..."
Shen Tang listened patiently.
“Last night? What happened after last night?”
“Last night, Yuan Liang and Wang Chao got drunk and went to Wuhui Courtyard where they drank like crazy and annoyed Wuhui, so they went to Wuhui There was a fight in the courtyard... Then, I just woke up and it’s hard to see anyone.”
Shen Tang: “?”
She knew every word Kang Shi said.
Why don’t you understand it all together?
These two people who went to other people's homes to drink like crazy and even joined forces to fight with the owner... were they really the Qi Yuanliang and Gu Wangchao she knew?
She didn’t understand and was shocked.
Shen Tang came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "Where is Wu Hui? Is Wu Hui injured? You said that with his old arms and legs, how can he beat two young men, Yuan Liang and Wang Chao? He Is it a big loss? ”
Kang Shi: "..."
Chu Wuhui is indeed the oldest among several literary scholars, but after a few days, the year has turned, and he is only thirty-five. As long as there is no sudden death or other diseases, if the literary scholars can live peacefully, their life span will still be relatively long, which is far from "old arms and legs".
How come it has become so rotten and old just in the Lord’s mouth?
It’s no wonder Shen Tang thinks so.
Chu Yao has gray-white hair all day long. She has seen Chu Yao in his most aged and desolate state. Even though he has now regained his appearance as a young man, Shen Tang always subconsciously regards him as an old man who has returned to youth. When it comes to... fighting with someone, or two versus one, he will definitely suffer.
Pushing Kang Shi away, he said impatiently: "I'll go and see for myself."
Kang Shi opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Can he say——
Is it the other two who suffer?
Chu Yao is sober, but the other two are drunks.
What's the use of two against one?
Aren’t you being pressed down and beaten?
My nose was bruised and my face was swollen, and I could hardly see anyone.
Seeing the three injured people, Shen Tang understood the whole story: "..."
Good guy, cleaning up several gangsters in Fugu failed to hurt these three literary scholars, and several jars of wine Come down and start drinking like crazy and start fighting among yourself, all three will be injured? Shen Tang endured the blue veins.
"Quit drinking! You three should quit drinking!"
No drinking, no emo!
Chu·Innocent·Yao: "..."
What does this do to him? ? ?
The people of Fugu who came to watch the game today found that the faces of the gentlemen at the jail were bruised and purple, as if they had been beaten.
"Impossible!"
"Xu is the fashionable makeup."
"We ordinary people don't understand the hobbies of big shots."
(End of this chapter)