Volume 2, Chapter 153: A moment of secret joy, and the years pass by.
A breeze blew slowly from the other side of the coast.
It brings a warm current.
The four seasons change quietly.
This wind is spring.
The wind is invisible, but it can create thousands of waves and shake mountains for thousands of miles.
On the ruins, a green tooth quietly poked its head out.
Then, carefully, I looked at the world.
It is surrounded by ruins, desolate and silent.
It wanted to hide back again.
But it was gently blown by the wind, warm and subtle.
It was greedy for this tenderness, so it stayed.
At night, there are no stars.
All there was was a spring rain that arrived as promised.
The rain falls on the earth, nourishing all things and bringing them back to life.
Vitality permeates the entire East China Sea.
The cold winter is gone and early spring is here.
Inside Shanhaiguan.
Laughter and joy.
Drink and sing.
The emperor was drunk, drinking peach blossom wine, one jar after another.
It piled up into a mountain and made people drunk.
It's different from the killing in the daytime.
At this moment there are laughter and joy.
Some are just old friends meeting each other and drinking and chatting happily.
The yellowish candlelight flickered on everyone's face.
Whether slightly tipsy or completely drunk, his brows are rosy with a smile.
The saints sat on the ground and talked in groups of two or three.
The two of them talked happily.
Ye Tingmu also drank the jade dew and nectar from time to time.
Listening to the drizzle outside the window.
How comfortable.
She wanders around the wine table, showing her chivalrous demeanor.
The jar of wine in his hand was shaking.
The group of big monsters who drank it were forced to admit defeat.
She has loved drinking since she was a child.
When she was young, her family couldn't afford to buy alcohol, so she could only drink as much as she wanted during the Chinese New Year.
On weekdays, the little guy really wanted to taste it, so he would steal Guanqi's cooking wine to drink.
Later, he met Dongfang Qingzhu and traveled to Beimang.
Since then, poverty is no longer there, but only endless killing and enemies all over the world.
At that time, Jinghong started drinking heavily, but she was only five or six years old.
Ye Tingmu also knew that drinking was not good.
But this girl never listens to me.
Maybe she has no talent for studying.
But her little brain is not stupid.
All the cleverness was used elsewhere.
Ye Tingmu was also helpless. He had beaten and scolded him.
But she didn't listen.
Everyone says that Ye Tingmu loves Jinghong the most.
But Jinghong was the one who was beaten and punished the most.
The old people say that a filial son is born under the stick.
But this is useless to Jinghong.
This child looks small and delicate, but he is actually thick-skinned and tough, and is not afraid of being beaten at all.
Later, Ye Tingmu discovered that drinking did not harm the child's health, so he stopped caring about it and was too lazy to do so.
Maybe he has always been an unqualified big brother.
Now that I'm older, my alcohol tolerance has improved.
Hua Zhilu always sat beside Ye Tingmu.
A pair of eyes full of smiles.
From time to time, he would put some food into Ye Tingmu's bowl.
Then he leaned his head on the tree and listened to Ye Tingmu talking about the past after they broke up.
As everyone knows, Ye Tingmu likes to talk a lot.
Be it bragging or fooling around.
Anyway, just say it as you like.
Whenever he meets the little deer again, he is always happy and naturally has endless things to talk about.
Expressing lovesickness in this way is also to relieve the depression in my heart.
He hadn't spoken so much for a long time since Guanqi and the others left.
Hua Zhilu knew in her heart that her brother must be missing his younger siblings.
The banquet continued until late at night.
Canghaikong stood up and came to Ye Tingmu.
There was a smile on his face, a smile that should not be shown to Ye Tingmu.
Seeing this, Ye Tingmu also stood up quickly.
In his life, there were not many people he admired, and even fewer enemies he respected. Canghaikong was the only one.
For the sake of justice in one's heart, one can abandon deep hatred.
Just as he said, the people of Kyushu are also the people of the vast ocean.
During his reign, he attacked the nine states, not for revenge,
But if you want to conquer the world, you must first conquer the nine provinces. This is determined by the geographical location, and that is his lifelong ambition.
Ye Tingmu quickly stood up.
Smile back.
The vast ocean is empty.
He said in a loud voice: "Everyone, can you listen to what I have to say?"
When everyone heard this, they all fell silent.
All eyes were focused on him.
Naturally, they admired Cang Haikong from the bottom of their hearts.
Such magnanimity is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Seeing everyone was silent.
Cang Haikong took a deep breath.
Then a slightly low voice with a vicissitudes of life sounded.
"I have never thought of gathering here today, but the Sword King has done it, so I suggest that we toast the Sword King together, to the young hero, his heroic spirit, his righteousness, and his early ascension three days ago."
Ye Tingmu waved his hands modestly and was about to speak.
But he was interrupted by the people around him.
People stood up and raised their glasses.
One person said: "Heroes have always emerged from youth, and the old are replaced by the new. This glass of wine is for the Sword King and also for the young man."
Ye Tingmu also raised his glass.
"As the saying goes, old ginger is still spicy, and aged wine is still fragrant. This cup of wine is a toast to the elders and to the years."
"Good! Good one, young man, years. Today, let us drink this cup together. May there be no more wars in the East China Sea, and may all the people have enough food to eat and live in spacious houses."
“Very good!”
We all drink a glass of wine together, and all the mountains and seas in the world are old friends.
A smile can wipe out a thousand years of grievances, and from now on we can enjoy the prosperity of this world together.
Wine can make people drunk for thousands of years, and even make saints drunk.
Before I knew it, it was already very deep at night.
I don't know when the rain outside the window stopped.
Even the feast of a prosperous age will eventually come to an end.
Ye Tingmu put Jinghong on the bed and gently covered her with a quilt.
He poked her little face lovingly.
Then he stood up and looked out the window.
I was a little tipsy and had no desire to sleep.
He came to the Drum Tower of Shanhaiguan.
Lie on your side on the eaves and look at the sky.
At this moment, the stars there are shining brightly.
At this time, there was a bright moon in the sky.
His eyes were blurry.
The starry sky paints a picture.
It was a cow, with two little girls on its back.
It was led by a little fat man, who held his head high, held a piece of grass in his mouth, and walked with a gait that showed no regard for his relatives.
In front of him were a scholar and a young man carrying a tall backpack.
A familiar scene flashed through my mind.
Flashed through my mind.
He wanted to reach out and touch it.
But found it was empty.
The scroll is gone, only the stars remain.
His eyes were indifferent.
When the wind blows, my nose always feels sore.
For some reason, I felt a little uncomfortable in my eyes.
He took out the jade flute.
Then close your eyes.
A gentle song rose from nowhere and drifted with the wind for thirty thousand miles.
If lovesickness could take shape, it would turn into mist and rain in three days.
Hua Zhilu came to Ye Tingmu's side at some point.
She sat down obediently, hugging her knees with her hands.
She also remembered the fat figure and the scene of several people playing together.
I also remembered that pair of crescent-shaped eyes.
To be honest, she missed them too.
A man and a woman sat quietly on the wall.
Music plays in the world.
This song is not about farewell.
This song is about lovesickness.
The moonlight gradually became blurred.
The rain in the sky stopped, but it started raining again in some people's world.
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