To catch a thief, to catch a phoenix first

Obsessed with sex and unconscious, Wen Wanmeng thought she was guilty, but she didn't know that Shura was under the beauty's skin: "How could Xiao Gao be angry with you? Maybe it's because you're hungry, Xiao Gao?"

All the food was eaten by that pig, so I came to ask at this time!

But the shopkeeper obviously couldn't receive his resentful eyes, and asked himself: "Are you losing your temper because you're hungry? The floor is cold, don't sit on the floor."

"..."

Is there still room for him here?It is because there is no such thing that he wants to sit on the ground to demonstrate!

Since I picked up Xiao Gao, who was only 12 years old, on the way back to Beijing four years ago, I have never seen him play his temper again. Although he sometimes has a little temper, he will never be so childish.

Because Wen Wanmeng has always regarded him as his biological brother, Wen Wanmeng finds it funny and annoyed.Laughing is laughing, he is like a big child, he will never grow up to be angry; angry is angry, he should have sympathy with Bai Dingxiang, but he is prejudiced against her everywhere.

Sighing, she finally beckoned to the waiter, and said, "Man, bring me an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, two wine glasses, a pot of shochu, and some side dishes. Put some white rice in the bowl, and the wine must be warmed first."

"Okay, what else do you want, sir?"

"By the way, do you have any extra chairs here? Can you help move this table?"

The waiter in the shop is not as busy as the people in the capital, but because Baihang City is a small city, he is happy to have a leisurely time.Following her instructions, he lazily put the rag on his shoulders and wrote on the palm of his hand.

"A bowl of plain rice, a few side dishes, a pot of warmed soju, a table and chairs, is there anything else?"

"No, thanks buddy."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"

It took another coaxing to dispel the resentment in Xiao Gao's heart.

The shop waiter first moved a table and chairs, asked Xiao Gao to sit down, took the cotton coat from him, and sent it to the guest room upstairs, and then put the warm wine on the table.

Shi Xianyu licked her lips, eager to try, she seldom drank alcohol in the palace, even if she drank alcohol, it was fruit wine tribute from the Western Regions.

Such a non-intoxicating wine, but a small sip can make her drunk. She doesn't know when it will be, so her childhood sweetheart Zuo Qingyun never let her drink.

The last time he drank alcohol was at the enthronement ceremony, and it had been more than a month.When she returned to Zichen Palace drunk, it was Zuo Qingyun who took the trouble to wash and change her clothes.

In a daze, she leaned on the edge of the bathtub, closed her phoenix eyes, and said something she shouldn't have said.At that time, she said so.

"Qing Yun, those who follow my father are not willing to die for him. You see, when the concubine Xian was buried, she cried miserably. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that after I die, those who keep saying they want to live and die with me people..."

Who is not afraid of loneliness.

Who is not afraid of the cold.

Employing people without suspicion, doubting people without using them, seems simple, but in fact it is the most difficult to see clearly.

In the hazy memory, Zuo Qingyun was outside the bathtub, stretched out a hand from behind her, carefully wrapped it around her shoulder and neck, and rested her cold fingers on the delicate collarbone.

Zuo Qingyun said softly, "Your Majesty, slaves are different from them."

Yes, how could she not think of it?Eight years of acquaintance, eight years of waiting.Zuo Qingyun was the daughter of a first-rank Taifu, she buried Shaohua in vain, and was willing to stay in the palace as a mere fifth-rank female official.

The word love is guided by the heart.

But this sentence is different, she can't stand it.

Since then, she is no longer inseparable from her, but gradually alienated like ordinary monarchs and ministers.

Her thoughts were slowly pulled back, she stared closely at the pot of shochu, she had never tasted the wine of the people in the market, she always wanted to taste it, now that the opportunity came, she naturally stretched out her claws...

with a snap.

Wen Wanmeng knocked off that white and tender paw, and seeing the red mark on her little hand, she felt distressed and regretful, but she couldn't let her drink, so she said expressionlessly: "You are young, what are you drinking?" liquor."

This wine is strong, so she just ordered a small pot, and warmed up with Xiao Gao, she didn't intend to let the little girl join in.

Shi Xianyu rubbed the back of his hand that was sore from the beating. Compared with Xue Yueyue's excellent acting skills, within a short time, tears welled up in his eyes: "Shopkeeper, I have a pitiful background, I have never drunk... "

Of course, there is still a lack of fire in the lines.

As the saying goes, the height of Tao is one foot, and the height of magic is one foot.

Wen Wanmeng poured wine for herself, while pouring the wine slowly, she did not forget to teach her future sister-in-law a lesson, without blushing and without heartbeat, she said, "I also have a poor background, but I didn't drink when I was young."

Shi Xianyu was completely at a loss for words: "..."

In the first game, the treasurer won the game.

I really regret it!She could only bite her small handkerchief and reflect, why did she pretend to be tender in the first place? Isn't an 80-year-old woman also able to awaken sympathy?

Not dying until the Yellow River, she asked again hopefully: "Really? But, Lilac is not young anymore, can you... just drink a little?"

Father Huang said that when weeping, we should understand it with emotion and move it with reason. If possible, it is best to add some exaggerated expressions and movements.

So, she stretched out her hand to compare the size of a silver ingot, and said expectantly, "It's just a little bit."

It turns out that this principle does not work for everyone, at least it does not work for the wise and powerful Wen Wanmeng.She straightened her face, and sternly rejected the little girl's request: "No, little girl can't drink."

Drinking a glass of wine is so difficult, Shi Xianyu was so anxious that he almost jumped up on the table, blowing his beard and staring at her: "The shopkeeper, why can Xiao Gao drink?"

Wen Wanmeng put down the jug, and looked at her suspiciously: "Ding Xiang, didn't you promise me to be obedient? Wine is not a good thing, drinking can easily cause trouble."

Shi Xianyu who promised her to be obedient: "..."

In the second round, Her Majesty the Empress was completely defeated.

Seeing that she seemed to want to taste the shochu, but was forced by the shopkeeper to watch but not drink, Xiao Gao suddenly became in a better mood, and he was afraid that the world would be chaotic, so he swallowed the wine and smacked his tongue at her .

Shi Xianyu snorted, don't turn your head and ignore him.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years; it is not too late for a villain to take revenge from morning till night.

Not being able to see does not mean not being able to hear, Xiao Gao sighed with both truth and falsehood: "You should respect the bright moon with fine wine, and Miss Bai can't drink wine. It's really... such a pity!."

Smell, there is a sour taste in this sentence.

A good girl doesn't fight with men, for the sake of her image, she forcibly suppressed the urge to throw the table and leave, and kept silently saying in her heart, to be patient, to be patient, a little intolerance can lead to a big conspiracy..."

It was a very unpleasant meal.

Xiao Gao's drinking capacity is still light, and Wen Wanmeng drank up two-thirds of the wine in the jug.It's a pity that she has always claimed that a thousand cups will never fall, and she did not make a gaffe.

The three of them stayed overnight, Wen Wanmeng only booked two upper rooms, she and Shi Xianyu slept together, while Xiao Gao slept alone, the reason was that the two women didn't need to avoid suspicion, and if something happened, it would be convenient for them to take care of each other in the same room.

After living for 16 years, Xiao Gao realized his gender disadvantage for the first time.

The long night is long, some people sleep soundly, some people are hot and dry, and some people have complicated thoughts.

In the early morning of the next day, they hired a carriage and set off on their way. Wen Wanmeng and Xiao Gao were busy purchasing supplies for Yipin Building. It is said that this time they wanted to select a batch of fine porcelain for the distinguished guests. use.

When they arrived at Qianzhou City, it was already seven days later, and today was the cold winter Laba, they went out to do errands during the day, and at night they made an appointment to celebrate the Laba Festival together.

Shi Xianyu seldom celebrates festivals, and when he heard that he was going to celebrate with them, he didn't feel anything like happy.As long as the world is prosperous, it is something to be happy about.

If the world is in decline, the people are not full, and the army is in chaos, how can she be able to enjoy the festival safely?

The world rewarded her for 15 years of rich clothes and fine food, and she was carefree; she gave back to live and work in peace and prosperity, and to repay the kindness of nurturing the people.

Qianzhou City is much more densely populated than Baihang City, the streets and alleys are filled with the laughter of children, the snow has already stopped, and she is sitting at the door of the tavern waiting.

Wen Wanmeng borrowed a stove from the store, bought some miscellaneous grains, and cooked a pot of Laba porridge with her own hands, enough for three people to share. Xiao Gao was beside her to help watch the fire, while Shi Xianyu didn't touch Yangchun water with his ten fingers, and was only responsible for waiting on the sidelines. with.

The rice was fragrant and delicious, and the hot Laba porridge was ready in no time. She filled three big bowls and asked Xiao Gao to take them out in turn.

The weeds crossed the fence, and when the wind blew, it scratched Shi Xianyu slightly. As the proud daughter of heaven, she had never been in a situation where she had to be next to the weeds, so she brushed the weeds away angrily and moved the chair. .

This scene happened to be seen by Xiao Gao who was carrying porridge.

After getting along for several days, although the relationship between the two has not improved, it has not turned bad. At this time, Xiao Gao suddenly got angry and rudely put the porridge on the table, making a sound of collision between the bowl and the table.

The hot porridge splashed on his little finger, Shi Xianyu was startled, shrank his hands, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Miss Qianjin is Miss Qianjin, she can't bear any hardships, Xiao Gao thought so, glanced at her coldly, and sneered: "I'm a vulgar person, I'm so sorry for frightening your eldest lady."

Listening to his sour talk, even though he felt uncomfortable, Shi Xianyu didn't want to make a fuss, so he forced a smile and replied: "It's okay, since you and I are peers, we shouldn't see outsiders."

The more you give in, the more angry you will be. Xiao Gao never knew how to be forgiving and forgiving, but only knew how to be aggressive and embarrassing, so the resentment in his heart can be comforted: "I'm still afraid that someone won't let us go. In the eyes."

Before he had time to refute, he looked at the brushed weed again, and said eccentrically: "I don't know why this grass has provoked your young lady, and made you treat it like this at all costs?"

As he said that, he suddenly changed the subject and crossed his arms: "If one day I accidentally offend you, you will make things difficult for me, so you will be happy, right?"

"enough!"

She admits that she has bad intentions and pretends to be another person to get close to Wen Wanmeng, but she asks herself that she has done nothing wrong with the two of them, how could she be targeted by him in every possible way?

She was raised in the royal family since she was a child, and she was loved by the world. First, the emperor's brother was assassinated to death for no reason, and then her father died suddenly. She was forced to sit on the dragon chair.

She had had enough of all this.