Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 28
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The shattered glass shards still stick to the ground and emit green fluorescence from time to time.

Guerlain-colored wheat waves are flowing in the pavilion, which is well smelled of wine. There is a slight fog in the air, and several birds are lingering.

Black leaves and flowers slowly fell from the sky.

I only heard a "whoosh -" wind outside the window.

Where the moon shines is even more beautiful than pearls and diamonds.

The three [big living people] lay flat on the wooden bench with expressionless faces, and were very drunk in front of the bed.

The corner of the wall is filled with bundles of [bottles] bearing the [Yanjing Beer] trademark.

Scattered on the ground, iron hijab shawls cover their faces in all directions.

Dozens of [beer crates] piled up together, like an invincible banner.

"Continued Cup…"

"Continued Cup…"

That fellow Han Tuozhou was leaning against the bed holding the empty bottle in his hand, muttering.

Wang Xuan barely stood up and glanced at him.

I really didn't expect that Han Tuozhou, who was so fierce and unattainable in the last second, was also a [drunkard].

The [nature] of the ancient people [addicted to alcohol] really does not know how many days [life span] will be ruined.

His eyes were red, and even himself, a [fish breeder monster] who was completely unscrupulous on weekdays, drank more than a dozen bottles of [Yanjing].

The two prime ministers even raised the bottle without saying a word [to each other].

Think about it, it's really not something [normal people] can do.

With feeble steps, he slowly walked to the bed and swayed. In his eyes, he saw a messy scene and rolling green roots and sprouts.

Drunkness makes everyone appear superficially tired.

He could see the creases at the corners of Senior Zhu's eyes; he could see the scars on Han Tuozhou's hands.

He lowered his head and even looked at his [Wang Shiyu] skin.

He could feel that his whole body couldn't hold up even a dozen bottles of [beer].

The tottering Wang Xuan leaned lazily on the corner of the bed, staring blankly at the round moon.

It is said that [Mingyue] makes people [think of their hometown], but he can't think of anything now.

Maybe it's not that I can't think of it, but I don't want to think about it...

“Sweet and sour pork tenderloin, hot-boiled lamb…”

“Five-spice smoked fish, fire-roasted duck…”

"Playground, Electric City..."

"Uncle, Uncle, and Mom..."

There are actually many people and things to think about, but once you get serious.

I don't know where to think of it.

"I want to go home…"

Yes, he was a little homesick.

Especially when he saw the shattered residue all over the floor after drinking, he kind of missed his previous life.

"friend…"

"Dear..."

Wang Xuan smiled wryly, shook his head, and took away the empty bottle that Han Tuozhou was holding.

He gripped tightly, apparently still conscious.

When he opened his eyes and found that it was Wang Xuan, he gradually let go.

"As the prime minister of a country, have you ever thought about the price of losing a war?"

Wang Xuan understands his so-called "family and country feelings".

However, the foundation of the [Southern Song Dynasty] was basically destroyed seven years later, just as Senior Zhu said.

"At that time, you will make these [Southern Song Dynasty] people displaced, make the country miserable and dusty, and let yourself be stigmatized forever..."

As Wang Xuan said, he pushed [Yanjing Beer] into a far corner and disappeared.

Han Yuzhou, who had a sloppy mouth, just shook his head after listening, and lowered his head deeply.

The white moonlight shone on his side face, and after a while a thick reflection spread on the wall to draw a high bridge of nose.

He grinned unscrupulously, his eye sockets full of hope and vicissitudes.

"Before, I've never succeeded..."

"Because as long as I do things, there will always be people blocking me back and forth..."

"Failure, for someone like me on the verge of [forties] that's pretty much the norm..."

"But go back to the past, start over..."

"Nowadays, the Southern Song Dynasty is also like this..."

"Foreign aggression is rampant, and we can't be attacked again and again. If I don't give them a head-on blow, I'm afraid our Song Dynasty will really have no peace in the future..."

Han Tuozhou looked up at Wang Xuan after he finished speaking, with a half-smile on his face.

"But you will definitely fail, Da Song will have no chance..."

"impossible!"

Han Yuzhou said softly, stood up and swayed back and forth.

[Yanjing Beer] obviously made him a little bit hard, but he had to force it.

"Especially in front of women..."

He stretched out his index finger and pointed at Wang Xuan, "Women are vulgar..."

Then with a smile on his face, his brows stretched unevenly.

"Perhaps as [His Royal Highness], you would think that your country can build a [Xanadu] [isolated] very grand."

"Perhaps, you have not been affected by the war for a long time and you will think that you are [consummated merits and virtues], so you can be blessed by God and be at peace forever..."

"Perhaps, there are many, many idiots' lies, supporting you to stand [invincible], so you think you can succeed..."

"But you're wrong!"

"Your realm is just living on the basis of managing a [city]..."

"What you call national peace is just a temporary relaxation!"

"Once the separatism of the country is over, no matter who loses or wins, your [small country] will be destroyed without attacking and turned into ashes..."

"It's only a matter of time before you surrender, and being a [prisoner] will be your final destiny..."

"And Your Majesty, can you understand what I'm saying?"

"You still have a way to go now..."

Han Tuozhou stared at Wang Xuan while talking.

Huhuyouyou turned around and leaned against the wallpaper on the window sill again, putting on a smug expression.

Most of the light was well blocked by him. In the dark inner room, apart from the air, there were only light spots scattered on Wang Xuan's body.

He didn't move, but quietly listened to the countless admonitions from the passionate man standing under the bright moonlight.

"Sometimes being a [King] is wiser than all others at the critical moment..."

"Compared to failure, they are more reluctant to admit failure..."

"So choosing a good [team] is your [best strategy]."

"In times of crisis, it can not only keep the people safe from worries, but even prosperity and wealth are hard to come by..."

Listening to the silence, Wang Xuan raised his head and glanced at Han Tuozhou, then leaned against the wall and grinned.

Does that dazed and flushed prime minister know what he's talking about?
"Could it be that, apart from trying to win over Senior Zhu, Prime Minister Han, now even [me] you are planning to instigate rebellion?"

Han Yuzhou nodded, and Wang Xuan looked at him disdainfully.

"Prime Minister Han, of course you drink very well..."

"However, compared to talking about [government], you are still just a minister..."

"It's not a good thing to talk nonsense..."

"Now that you persuade me [to treason], I should have killed you immediately, but I miss you drunk, and I'm already fascinated..."

"You'd better go back home quickly and rest early..."

"Someday when you come to your senses and understand the matter, I will never blame the past and live in peace with you..."

Han Tuozhou opened his mouth and burst out laughing unconsciously.

"Let bygones be bygones..."

"Peace over?"

"Humph…"

"If you really want to talk about national affairs with me, it may not be possible for me to understand the current situation..."

"A mere [woman] from [a small town] who works behind closed doors, dares to call herself [His Royal Highness] with a bigger finger..."

"In fact, in my eyes, [you] are not worth mentioning at all..."

He spat on the ground in disdain, cursing lightly.

Standing in the dark, Wang Xuan was not angry.

On the contrary, he raised his eyebrows and looked indifferent.

Fingers keep touching the revolver trigger hidden in the cuff, if he shoots and dies at that moment, will he speed up [world time]?
He hesitated, the moon outside the window shone on Wang Xuan's face, becoming brighter and colder...

(End of this chapter)