Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 72

In the swaying autumn rain, the river is hazy.

The green canopy wooden boat meanders in the water against the wind and water.

In the cabin, half of Zhang Zhe's food and drink was used up. Lin Funiang was slightly drunk and was singing in a low voice, while Yu Xin hugged her pipa to cheer.Both Huo Bingcheng and Zhang Zhe were listening carefully to Lin Funiang singing a verse in palace accent.

What he sang was Cao Mengde's "Duan Ge Xing".

"Yo Yo Luming, the apple of the wild food. I have a guest, playing the lute and the sheng. It's bright like the moon, when can I stop? . . . "

After singing a word, Lin Funiang lightly tossed the chopsticks striking the rim of the lamp, and laughed to herself.

"Fu Niang used to listen to people singing in Nanyang, but Meng Lang made the two elder brothers laugh at me today."

Zhang Zhe admired Lin Funiang's frank and straightforward character. If she wasn't really a woman, she would have a masculine flair in her.It was Yu Xin, who had already left Huo Bingcheng's heart after only half a meal of wine, and now it was all on Lin Funiang's body.

"I only knew that Brother Xin's poems were good, but I didn't know that Brother's wine was even better!" Lin Funiang blushed slightly, looking at Erguotou, the red star in the cup, which was as clear as water but as hot as fire.

That attitude of a female alcoholic who is a little scared but reluctant to part with it is extraordinarily cute.

Zhang Zhe also drank a few ounces of wine, and he was not as cautious as before.He brought the remaining half can of wine to the table: "Come here, my wife will write a poem, if brother Jiyuan agrees, I will send the half can to my wife's house!"

Lin Funiang sneered, looked sideways at Zhang Zhe, and put a jade hand on the wine jar.

"Want poetry? Naturally, others are afraid of you Zhang Xinzhi, but I, Lin Funiang, are not afraid. Although my poetic talent is not as good as yours, my courage is not inferior to yours!"

Huo Bingcheng watched happily, just clapped his hands and applauded.

Yuxin was a little worried, after all Lin Funiang was a lady from the official family, and she was afraid that she would drink badly, and if she went crazy with alcohol on the river, she and the maids would be unable to hold her back, and the other two drunkards would definitely not point out at this moment. superior.

Lin Funiang rolled up her sleeves, revealing a part of her arm that looked like a lotus root, and proudly held up half of Erguotou: "I got a poem this spring, and I changed it to this fine wine today. Listen carefully, who dares to laugh? Three fines!"

Zhang Zhe and Huo Bingcheng pulled their faces together: "I will never laugh!"

"A pair of cranes by the Yuanzi River, and half an acre of clouds on the willow leaf lake. In the old temple forest flowers and autumn moon, stepping in front of the ancient bridge and creek singing at night. Bah~~~," Lin Funiang chanted the poem, and then shed it all, so hot that she wept Hengliu didn't care, took a handkerchief and wiped it, then threw it back to the servant girl.

She looked at Yu Xin with drunken eyes and pointed to her wine cup: "Sister Yu Xin, are you still not satisfied?"

Zhang Zhe and Huo Bingcheng looked at each other, not willing to admit defeat, they immediately had a drink with them.

"But there are more?" Huo Bingcheng got a little tongue-tied after drinking this cup, and stretched out his hand to pull Funiang Lin, but caught a pair of chopsticks, he hid the chopsticks, shook his head and said: "If Funiang has no poems, the chopsticks will be gone! "

Lin Funiang snorted coldly, stretched out her fingers to pinch a piece of pig ear and put it in her mouth, and wiped her fingers on Huo Bingcheng's collar.

The maidservants behind her almost burst into tears.

"There was also a song I wrote at home the day before yesterday, brushing the water and falling dust, and the forest mist staining the glass lamp. Turning to the willow in front of the pond, there are still crescent marks. Come, give it to Brother Jiyuan!" Lin Funiang chewed on the pig's ear and stretched out her hand He caught Huo Bingcheng's wine cup.

Huo Bingcheng stared: "Need to look down on people?" He snatched the wine jar from Yu Xin's arms and filled his own wine cup, but his hands were not steady, making the whole table smell of wine.

Huo Bingcheng drank with his eyes closed. Zhang Zhe was about to drink with him, but Lin Funiang grabbed his sleeve unexpectedly.

Lin Funiang smiled drunkenly, and she became naive: "This wine is already mine, it's easy to drink, but can there be poems to accompany the wine?"

How can Zhang Zhe have the patience to recite poems, he has been tired of reciting poems these days, but he is not ambiguous when he is drunk.

"Hey, sister of the Lin family, your palace accent "Duan Ge Xing" is too elegant, do you want to hear how Ang Zang Qi Chi sang this poem?"

Lin Funiang raised her eyebrows: "Sing quickly, if it's not good, you have to pay me another can of good wine!"

Zhang Zhe staggered up while supporting the cabin, recalling Bao Guoan's style in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and started singing with a wine cup.

"When you sing about wine, what is life like? For example, in the morning dew, the day is bitter."

Huo Bingcheng immediately applauded loudly, and Funiang Lin's eyes lit up. This guy's voice is not good, but his tone is very imposing.

After singing an episode of a TV series, Zhang Zhe happily sat down and broke up with Huo Bingcheng drunkenly.

However, Lin Funiang still had more room to spare, she insisted on not falling, and asked Yuxin to write down the score and send it to Lin's residence in the future.

Zhang Zhe woke up again, it was already the morning of the second day, the night had not yet faded, and there were faint candle shadows shaking in the room.

Just as he was about to open his eyes, he felt that the towel that was covered by someone was taken away, drained in the water, and covered his forehead again with a trace of warmth.

Opening his eyes, a figure in moon white wide sleeves was tucking the quilt for him in front of him.

Not Meng Xiaowan, but who!
Zhang Zhe was stunned: "Why did the lady come? It was agreed to return on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year. Could it be that I was drunk to death for two days?"

Seeing him waking up, Meng Xiaowan pulled her face down just now, but she lost her defense when she heard his words, she couldn't help but want to laugh.I had no choice but to curse in a low voice angrily: "You should be drinking fine nectar, why don't you get drunk and go after the New Year's Eve?"

Bai Lu came over to carry the water basin, and blinked at Zhang Zhe: "Your Majesty is confused, today is the ninth day of the lunar new year, and now it is only the first day of Maochu, and it will be dawn in three quarters. The eldest lady has been guarding you for half the night."

Meng Xiaowan raised her head and glanced at Bailu, who was so frightened that she stuck out her tongue and walked away with water in her hand.

Zhang Zhe was a little ashamed and distressed: "My lady is working hard, it's fine to let me go, my body is more important."

Meng Xiaowan smiled and stared at him lightly.

"The concubine is not easy to answer my husband's words. It's not that the concubine doesn't want to go to rest, it's that the husband grabbed Wan'er's hand and refused to let go, so I had to stay with my husband for midnight."

Is that true?
Zhang Zhe just glanced at his hand with some shame, but smiled the next moment.

Because he found out that his little wife was lying. The moonlight wide sleeves on her body were actually worn by Xu, and the inner one was clearly her bedtime attire.He suddenly reached out to touch the other side of his bed, but his eyes were fixed on Meng Xiaowan's face.

Sure enough, Meng Xiaowan's face blushed slightly when she saw his action. She forgot to tidy up the traces of sleeping next to her husband last night.

She was annoyed, how could this person be so cunning just after sobering up, he couldn't be coaxed at all!
Zhang Zhe stood up suddenly and grabbed Meng Xiaowan's hand.

"Miss, miss me so much..."

Meng Xiaowan, who was full of shame, bit her lip, gently broke free from her wrist, and stood up slowly.She calmly took an unopened letter from one side of the case, and waved it in front of Zhang Zhe.

"The letter from the second girl of the Luo family, the husband said whether the concubine should be dismantled or not?"

Zhang Zhe suddenly felt his head was as big as a bucket.

Suddenly a burst of cigarette flames lit up, Zhang Zhe looked up, but saw Meng Xiaowan lit the unopened letter on the candle, and then casually threw it on a porcelain plate.

"My husband burned that letter at Meng's house that day, and I will return it to you today." Meng Xiaowan sat down next to Zhang Zhe again, "I wanted to test the matter between my husband and the second girl Naluo, for example, why did you leave it for two consecutive days? They all went to Sun Mountain. But when I thought about it again, I felt so boring. You clearly have nothing to do with her, but I felt sour in my heart and wanted to find your faults on purpose. I, ah~~."

The world was spinning, and Meng Xiaowan was so ashamed for a moment, she was hugged by Zhang Zhe without saying a word, and fell into her husband's arms.Two arms full of masculinity hugged her tightly, she only felt limp and forgot to breathe for a moment.

"Husband~~," the words trembled, Meng Xiaowan wanted to push him with her hand, but she was too weak to push him.

Zhang Zhe landed on both feet, and as soon as he raised his hand, Meng Xiaowan was hugged by a princess.

There was a fire in his heart, but seeing Meng Xiaowan's tightly closed eyes and trembling eyelashes in his arms, he still resisted the impulse in his heart.

Zhang Zhe turned around and gently placed Meng Xiaowan on the bed, and was taking off the wide sleeves she was wearing with his hands, when he heard Meng Xiaowan's trembling low voice, "Husband~jun!"

There are fears, shyness and entreaties.

Zhang Zhe shook his head, stripped off her coat, and covered her with a thin blanket.

"Miss didn't sleep in the middle of the night, let's take a nap first. However, the lady called me just now, but is there something else?"

Meng Xiaowan couldn't help being ashamed, she closed her eyes and didn't look at him.

However, Zhang Zhe suddenly lowered his head and pecked at her jade face.There was a red mark, which quickly stained the head and neck.

(End of this chapter)