Chapter five hundred and eighty meeting in the peach forest
Qin Keqing and Situ Ji often go out these days. According to Zhuo Mufeng's estimation, they should have gone to discuss things with He Zhongrong. What the specific matter was, he didn't really want to know.
Now he just wants to stay alone in the yard, and then leave here after the wedding banquet is over. Now that the sister in white has made the decision, there is no need for the two parties to meet again.
There are still five days before the big day, and Tianhai Gate is extremely lively. Large ships dock every day, and groups of people are welcomed into the gate.
As one of the top forces in the South China Sea, the Tianhai Clan’s young master is getting married. Is there any reason why the various factions should not come?
In addition to the top powers who received the invitations, super-first-rate powers and first-rate powers also took the initiative to send people valuable gifts and then left knowingly.
After all, Tianhaimen has a limited area and will only entertain a very small number of people.
For a time, when the top warriors from the South China Sea met, they naturally exchanged pleasantries. The older generation joked with each other, while the younger generation secretly compared each other, and even had several spars for this purpose, which was a great win at that time.
Naturally, Qin Keqing would not let go of this opportunity to get to know the masters. She took Situ Ji among various factions every day, leaving early and returning late, which made Zhuo Mufeng very lonely, with no one to talk to.
There are only three days left until the big day.
That evening, the driver suddenly ran back to Bizhuyuan and pulled Zhuo Mufeng out, but Zhuo Mufeng naturally refused.
Situ Ji said: "Brother, brother, I met a good friend I haven't seen for many years. He is also an alcoholic. I introduced him to you. He wants to see you very much. Come with me."
Zhuo Mufeng waved his hands and said with a wry smile: "Brother, I don't really want to go out." He turned around and wanted to return to the room.
Situ Ji blew his beard and glared, shouting: "Brother! What's going on with you? When I first saw you, you were so arrogant and ambitious. People like you should be fearless, calm and open-minded. But you are
You stay in this small courtyard all day without seeing anyone else, drinking to drown your sorrows all day long. Could it be that my brother has misjudged you?"
After a pause, Zhuo Mufeng thought he was disguising himself well, but he didn't expect that the other party had already seen the clues. It turned out that he had been playing dumb with him during this period and used another way to get rid of him.
Zhuo Mufeng's nose felt sore, he turned around and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, brother."
Situ Ji sighed: "There is something on young people's minds. It's inconvenient for me, an old man, to ask more questions. But life goes by for a hundred years and everything is just experience. What is there that deserves your concern, brother?"
With a change of tone, he said cheerfully: "I'd like to thank my brother for your life-saving grace. If it's wine, I'm willing to get the world's best wine for you. If it's something you want to do, it doesn't matter, I will definitely help you. If it's a woman,
Hehe, which one do you want? My brother will get it for you!"
Hearing these words, Zhuo Mufeng was overjoyed, and the gloom in his heart quietly dissipated a lot. It turned out that a friend's sincere concern could relieve sorrow better than fine wine.
At this point, Zhuo Mufeng would be really ignorant if he didn't agree to the other party, so he smiled and said: "No need to drink, nothing to do, let alone robbing women, being able to get to know my brother is already the biggest advantage of Zhuo Mufeng."
of luck."
After laughing loudly and seeing that his expression was much cheered up, Situ Ji grabbed Zhuo Mufeng's arm and dragged him away from the Bizhu Courtyard.
Walking among the pavilions and corridors of the waterside pavilions, you can often see Nanhai warriors coming and going, men, women, old and young, chatting or drinking. The servants of Tianhaimen shuttle among them, busy endlessly, and more and more people are getting married.
Feel it.
After crossing the crowd and going back and forth, Situ Ji led Zhuo Mufeng to the mountain behind Tianhaimen. It was quiet here, and only the chirping of birds could be heard, which made Zhuo Mufeng feel a lot more comfortable.
Going up the mountain road, among the green forests, there is a mottled ancient hexagonal pavilion.
Sitting in the pavilion was a strange-looking old man in green clothes. He also had a long beard under his chin, but it was tied into a braid. He was shaking his head and tasting wine. He looked even more dissolute than Situ Ji.
"Lao Mi, my little friend is here." Situ Ji shouted from afar.
The old man in green opened his eyes, glanced at Zhuo Mufeng, turned his palm, and the wine in the pot on the stone table condensed into a column of water, rushed out from the mouth of the pot, and poured it into two other small cups.
It will be between overflow and not overflow.
Seeing this internal strength, Zhuo Mufeng was secretly stunned. This old man's strength was probably not inferior to that of Situ Ji.
Situ Ji sat down on the stone bench, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, shouting: "Good wine, good wine."
Of course, Zhuo Mufeng did not dare to be so presumptuous. He first bowed his hands towards the old man in green, and then drank all the wine in the glass, revealing the bottom of the glass.
The old man in green asked with a smile: "How do you like this wine?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "In terms of the taste of the wine, it can only be considered average, but because it was poured by an elder, it is worth thousands of gold to me."
"Hahaha..." The old man in green pointed at Situ Ji: "Situ, your little friend has a much sweeter mouth than you. You should learn more from him."
Then he looked at Zhuo Mufeng: "Children, please sit down. Situ and I are not people who follow rules. Only when we are more comfortable can we be friends."
Zhuo Mufeng himself was not a pedantic person. He felt relaxed after hearing the words and immediately followed his words. The old man in green once again used his skills to pour three cups for the two of them, and they drank them one after another.
The wine had a strong aftertaste. After four cups, Situ Ji's face was flushed and red, but Zhuo Mufeng remained calm. The old man in green was overjoyed and filled another pot with the wine jar.
One cup after another, before he knew it, Situ Ji was swaying, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes crying bitterly, mumbling words that others could not understand, and he was obviously drunk.
The old man in green also had a splitting headache, but his mood became more and more high: "Okay, I thought I had no rival in the wine, but I didn't expect the kid's drinking capacity to be so heavy. I'm determined to be your friend."
Seeing his unsteady movements, Zhuo Mufeng wanted to persuade him to stop. He was getting more and more sober as he drank, but he didn't want to get the two old guys drunk. As a result, the old man in green glared at him, as if he looked down on him if he didn't drink.
Drunk people are unreasonable, so Zhuo Mufeng had no choice but to obey his orders. The old man in green turned his anger into joy. Not long after, he collapsed directly under the stone table. Situ Ji was still crying and laughing.
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Zhuo Mufeng put down his wine glass and walked to the pavilion. Looking at the red buildings in the distance, the sadness in his heart surged into his heart again, and because of the strong alcohol, it made him feel even more uneasy.
After all, no outsider can feel some things, and only you know your own pain.
There are only three days left. Sister Baiyi must be very happy now, waiting to get married, right?
Does she always lean on He Ping's arms, looking at him tenderly, enjoying the taste of love that he gives her? Will she act coquettishly and beg for mercy to her lover like a secular woman?
The more Zhuo Mufeng thought about it, the more irritated he became. Jealousy gnawed at his heart. He even had the urge to go to Sister Baiyi and ask for details, but what position did he have? Why?
After standing there for a long time, he turned around and saw that Situ Ji was still venting his emotions, while the old man in green was already fast asleep. With Situ Ji's martial arts, the safety of the two of them was safe.
Zhuo Mufeng simply walked out of the Hexagonal Pavilion and walked in the lush jungle. He didn't know where to go, so he just walked aimlessly, hoping to relieve his inner sorrow.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a peach forest appeared in front of me.
In the peach forest, a woman in white is sitting on a boulder, her legs are bent together to support her elbows, and she is supporting her chin with her hands. It is just a profile, and she is already incredibly beautiful in the sun.
Her skin is snow-white and translucent, so delicate and smooth that even the light cannot stop. Her waist-length black hair is scattered on her back, and two strands hang down on her chest, which contrasts with her holy and perfect facial features and temperament. She does not look like a mortal woman at all.
When he saw her, Zhuo Mufeng's heart felt numb, his legs felt weak, and he stopped hastily, for fear of making any noise for the other party to hear.
He couldn't understand what he was thinking. Considering the friendship between the two and the other party's wedding was imminent, he should have walked out generously, said "Long time no see" and sent his sincere blessings.
But even though his reason reminded him again and again, his feet seemed to be stuck and couldn't move away. Perhaps he was afraid of revealing his true inner thoughts, or perhaps he was afraid of not being able to speak his mind clearly. In short, he was timid and retreated.
The shamelessness and unscrupulousness of the past were completely defeated in front of a woman who had indulged him the most and made him love to act the most!
The reason is simply because he doesn't want to act like a clown and approach the other person in that way, knowing that he truly belongs to the other person.
One of the two was sitting in a daze, the other was hiding in the distance and staring. The laughter and play in the past seemed like a past life.
I stared at it like this for a long time. When the sun was about to set, the sound of footsteps broke the peace. Zhuo Mufeng followed the sound and pursed his lips.
He Ping, who was proud of the spring breeze, walked towards Sister Baiyi. After greeting him, Sister Baiyi was awakened, smiled brightly at him, and stood up from the rock.
The two said something, and then Sister Bai left Taolin with He Ping.
From beginning to end, they didn't know there was another person present.
"Goodbye." Zhuo Mufeng closed his eyes, glanced at the rock, and then returned to the Liujia Pavilion in despair.
Situ Ji and the old man in green were both awake. When they saw Zhuo Mufeng coming back, they asked him where he had been. Zhuo Mufeng just said he was strolling around. The two elders invited him down the mountain to eat.
But Zhuo Mufeng didn't want to do anything. He forced a smile and shook his head, saying that he wanted to stay for a while and then go find them.
The two elders looked at each other, and Situ Ji sighed slightly and patted Zhuo Mufeng on the shoulder: "Brother, if you need any help, it doesn't matter."
The old man in green also expressed his position: "Brother, I, Mi Kaiqiong, can trust Situ's vision, and your wine is so good. From now on, you will be my friend, Mi Kaiqiong. Just let me know about anything!"
Zhuo Mufeng expressed his gratitude again, but did not say anything. Seeing this, the two elders had no choice but to leave together.
Sitting in the pavilion, Zhuo Mufeng had a lot of thoughts in his mind. When Zhuo Mufeng woke up, he found that the sky was already dark, and the buildings in the distance were brightly lit, making it as lively as if he was in another world.
Zhuo Mufeng thought it was time to go back, but as he walked, he walked back to the peach forest uncontrollably.