Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1277 The pit is 264 meters deep, the wife-protecting madman at the banquet
People in Beimeng don't pay much attention to the dining table. This "big banquet" really has no grade except for its large size, large number of people, and large place.

On the school grounds in the small town of Er'er, there are many big pots, where beef and mutton are boiled. When they are cooked, they are picked up like that and placed in the middle. The soldiers gather together, sit on the ground, drink heavily, and eat meat. This is a big feast. up.

Of course, the royal family members are treated better.

They accompanied Meng He to cook a small stove, and the banquet was arranged delicately for a long time.

Today, Mo Jiu was specially invited by Beimeng Dahan. As soon as the Aobao sacrifice was over and she went back to change her clothes, someone came to lead the way. She asked Mo Wang to settle down the disciples of the Mo family, and she brought Mei'er there.

On the way to the banquet, there is a small garden.

At this season, there are no flowers in the garden, and the branches and leaves are withered, as if no one has taken care of them, and there is a sense of desolation everywhere. There are only a few tall green bamboos, dense and elegant, standing gracefully outside the small pavilion at the corner of the garden. Covering the landscape in the pavilion...

However, she couldn't hide the woman's low laugh.

"My lord, how are you... ah!"

The sound of "Prince", startled Mo Jiu.

It won't be so bloody, will it?Could it be Xiao Qian?
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In just a few dozen steps, her heart was ups and downs.

He has even thought of countless ways - as long as the "lord" is Xiao Qian, he must be eunuched first and then killed, killed and then chopped, chopped and then wrapped back - feed the wolf.

"What are you doing? Don't come here!" She was thinking, when the people in the pavilion heard her footsteps and suddenly shouted.

The voice was rough and powerful, but it was not Xiao Qian.

Mo Jiu felt relieved for no reason.

It was a joy that she hadn't expected at all.

so far so good.

A smile appeared on her face involuntarily, she coughed dryly, stopped quickly, and said to the people in the pavilion.

"Here at Mojiu, I heard mice screeching in the bamboo forest, so I came here to have a look... I don't want to disturb your Excellency, I'm really sorry. Well, I'll go now, you guys go on, go on—"

"Mo Jiu?"

After the voice fell, a man slowly turned out of the pavilion.In the crook of his left and right arms, each embraced a woman, with messy temples and loose ribbons, with affectionate eyebrows and charming aura.And he himself also looked lazy, annoyed that he was disturbed by others.

"You are so brave, dare to insult this king?"

insult?Are rats an insult?
Mo Jiu looked at this familiar face, and looked at the beauties on his left and right sides who wanted to cling to him, and felt embarrassed.

——It turned out to be Zaburi.

She once became a confidante in a rage, she wanted a beauty instead of a country, she was known as the number one lover in the universe, Zhaburi, the uncle of Beimeng Emperor who wanted to live and die for his sister Tatamin.

Mo Jiu's worldview collapsed.

Even Xiao Qian thought of it, but he didn't think that this "prince" would be Zhaburi.

Since arriving in Hara and Lin, she has heard a lot about Zaburi and Tatamin, knowing that Tatamin is autistic all day long, and refuses to leave her princess tent, and refuses to meet anyone, Mo Jiucheng The greeting post on the website was also returned intact, without a single word.

I also know that Tata Min learned that Nan Rong had found An Wang Song Ao, and immediately asked Da Khan to be the master for her, to fulfill the marriage contract that Xian Khan made when he was still there, let her marry to Nan Rong, and betrothed to him. An Wang Song Ao.

Tatamin is determined to go his own way.

Perhaps for Zhaburi, it was also ruthless.

But this master seems to be more ruthless?
Relying on the identity of the emperor's uncle, it is absurd to simply bring concubine Ji out?Is this a demonstration against Tatamin, or is it really let go, let go, and figured it out, you have to be happy in life to be happy?
childish!

Really childish.

"My lord, forgive me!" Withdrawing her wandering thoughts, Mo Jiu saluted slowly, and smiled apologetically, "Mo Jiu was deaf, I didn't know that the lord was here, and it was not my intention to disturb the gentility of the lord. Your lord has a lot— —”

"Okay!" Zhaburi waved his hands impatiently, "You Central Plains people just like to chatter. Since you know it's disturbing, don't you hurry up?"

A roll word made Mo Jiu's heart furious.

But after thinking about it, she couldn't help feeling that this person was indeed straightforward.

Even Da Khan was polite to her, Mo Jiu, but he was not.

Isn't this personality?
To put it bluntly, a lot of people were polite to her because they valued "profit" and valued her Mo Jiu's value. This Zhaburi was not polite to her. After all, in his eyes, she, Mo Jiu, had no value at all.

Very good, she likes it very much.

She giggled, being scolded, she was still happy.

Bowing and bowing, she turned around slowly without arguing.

This surprised Mei'er, and she couldn't help complaining about her.

"Girl, this prince is too shameless, in the garden in broad daylight..."

"Well, they are all poor people. You are too young to understand."

"——" Mei'er pouted, "It seems like you are as old as you are."

"That is."

"Just two years older than me."

"Besides two years old, other places are older than you."

Mei'er was startled, then looked at her chest, her cheeks blushed, "Miss, you hate it!"

"Haha."

The two talked and laughed, and when they arrived at the place, the royal clansmen of Beimeng had already filled the hall, and there were no big tables with any distinction between upper and lower. There is no Nanrong University.Khan is also more friendly to the people! ?

Xiao Qian arrived before her.

He changed his attire, took off his mask, and put on a felt hat. He wore a black robe, and his posture was solemn, still showing a sense of mystery.He was sitting on Meng He's left, and when he saw Mo Jiu coming in, he glanced at her lightly without saying a word.

There are already people sitting around.

A place was reserved for Xiao Qian's identity.

In other words, it was specially reserved for her.

This guy has a heart.I don't know what he said when she didn't come, why everyone reserved this place for her.It is a tacit agreement with the "relationship" between them.

Mo Jiu sensed the meaning in Xiao Qian's eyes, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, he walked slowly, passed by Wen Jingshu, and walked towards him.

Yes, Wen Jingshu is also on the list.

Standing behind Meng He and Xiao Qian.

Even closer to Menghe, it seems that he made a special trip to serve him.

This is a little embarrassing.

Lu Ji's apprentice came for Xiao Qian, but served Meng He?
Doesn't this give people the illusion that "Xiao Qian is currying favor with Da Khan"?Could this be what Xiao Qian meant?
But didn't Wen Jingshu love Xiao Liulang crazy?

Love it!In order to help his sweetheart, he is willing to take the initiative to hug Beimeng Dahan's thigh?
This play!Not following the script——

Mo Jiu had doubts in his heart, but his face remained calm. With a beautiful and delicate face, he smiled like a spring breeze, and made a long bow to everyone, and then sat down beside Xiao Qian.

"Khan, where is Lishang?"

Meng He was taken aback, then laughed out loud.

"Juzi is really a straightforward person."

He came up without saying a word, just asked for wine, and didn't know how to be roundabout at all - this is what other people think of Mo Jiu, but Meng He seems to like her aggressiveness, and he glanced at Sen Dun with a smile on his face .

"Drink!"

Sen Dun glanced at Mo Jiu's face, clapped his hands, and two Beimeng soldiers came up, each holding a jar of wine in his arms.

Just looking at it, Mo Jiu was startled.

She doesn't know if the wine jar contains pear wine, but the shape of the wine jar itself is no different from Xiao's home brew.

The wine jars of "Pear Blossom Drunk" brewed by Xiao's home brew and "Pear Cup" are the same.Both the sealing technique and the appearance of the wine jar are unique, and there is also a family motto of the Xiao family on the jar.

"Father is kind and son is filial, respects ancestors and ancestors, studies and respects etiquette, and pays for the poor."

The family motto is still there, but the Xiao family is dead.

Looking at the familiar wine altar and family training, Mo Jiu, who was once the daughter-in-law of the Xiao family, got a little brainstorming, and couldn't help but think of Lin'an's execution ground.

That bloody ending, the graves of more than 500 people——

Bloody, as if right in front of your eyes.

Meng He looked at her gloomy eyes, stroked the beard on his chin, motioned Sendun to serve Mo Jiuman himself, and said with a smile: "Taste it, Juzi, is this a pear cup?"

A pear cup is better than gold.

Xiao's pear cup wine is famous all over the world.

How many people who are good at wine regard it as their lifelong wish to drink a sip of pear cup?But most people, even when they die, will never have the chance to take a sip.Even among the members of the Xiao family, there are many who have never drunk pear cup wine.

Usually, the family sacrifices of the Xiao family, when opening a jar of pear cup wine, is also respected in front of the ancestral tablet. Except for the patriarch's family and the elders in the clan, the rest of the people just look at it and smell it.

Mo Jiu smiled, picked up the wine bowl, but didn't take a sip, just closed his eyes and sniffed, then put down the bowl silently, and said to Meng He with a little regret.

"Khan, this wine is not a pear cup."

"Oh!" Meng He wasn't too surprised, but his face instantly showed a gloomy look, and his dark eyes swept towards Sen Dun like a knife.

"Divide the body of the person who offered the wine to five horses!"

Mo Jiu's bones were so horrified that his body was divided by five horses.

"Sweating profusely." She breathed a sigh of relief, "Although this wine is not a pear cup, it is... a descendant of the pear cup."

"Descendants of Lishang?" Meng He was slightly surprised, "What do you mean?"

Mo Jiu didn't look at Xiao Qian either. He just held the wine bowl and swung it lightly, explaining with a half-smile, "The pear cup is made by Xiao's family, and so is this jar of wine. The wine has the taste of pear cup, but it just floats on the surface. Of course, although the wine is not called Lishang, it also has a similar name, "Pear Blossom Drunk", which is made by the descendants of the Xiao family who brewed Lishang, and of course it is the descendant of "Lishang". "

"Haha. Makes sense!"

Meng He seems to be in a good mood.

Ever since Mo Jiu came in, he had already laughed out loud several times.

And Mo Jiu's metaphor made everyone laugh.

The atmosphere at the banquet suddenly relaxed.

Meng Hedao: "I don't know there are these sayings about pear cups. Ben Khan doesn't know how to make wine, so he is very puzzled. Since pear cups are so precious and their price is comparable to gold, why doesn't the Xiao family refuse to brew more in order to get rich?"

Mo Jiu smiled slightly.

"There is a reason for this..."

Having said that, she narrowed her eyes slightly, quoting Dong Ji's original words.

"The pear cup is expensive because it is non-renewable. That is to say, although the Xiao family has the recipe for wine making, it has no pear cup. Because only the ancestors of the Xiao family aged 100 years ago in Xiao's ancestral home Dali The cellar of wine under the tree has the taste of 'Lishang' and can be called Lishang."

Beimeng people are good at wine.

After hearing her explanation, they whispered to each other, with a little regret on their faces.

Only Wen Jingshu.

Standing behind Menghe, he gave Mo Jiu a complicated look.

This time, Mo Jiu saw it.

At the same time, he saw the red blood in her eyes.

Ha ha!

She almost forgot.

She is not the only one who has been the daughter-in-law of the Xiao family here.

So did Wen Jingshu.

Then Menghe wanted to taste wine, why didn't he call her?

Mo Jiu sneered from the bottom of his heart, looked around the crowd, then glanced at Xiao Qian's pale face, picked up the bowl of water and wine again, put it gently on the tip of his nose, smelled it intoxicated, and let it out faintly.

"The Xiao Family's Pear Blossom Drunk, although not as good as the pear cup, is still very fragrant. You don't have to regret it—especially now that the Xiao family has been exterminated, this pear blossom drunk will become an eternal swan song."

Sighing, she suddenly raised her sleeves to cover her face, and suddenly raised her head.

Alcohol flowed down from her chin, fell into her slender and fair neck, and then penetrated into the neckline. It was wet and greasy, as if there was some kind of temptation, and it seemed that Menghe's Adam's apple was sliding, and his eyes darkened a lot .

Soon, Mo Jiu put down the wine bowl, turned it upside down to signal to everyone, then wiped his mouth, showing a comfortable expression.

"Good wine! Thank you Great Khan for the reward."

There was a glint of light in the blindfolded eyes, but he laughed out loud.

"Juzi is really bold! Today, I am drunk with Xiao's swan song pear blossoms, so Ben Khan will drink with all the family members. I wish this hunting in the mountains a fruitful return."

"Yes. Profusely sweating."

The king started, and the clan members naturally followed.

The two jars of "Pear Blossom Drunk" are not too much, just enough to pour a bowl for each person.Menghe Xushi was in a really good mood, and Xu Shi tasted the benefits of being drunk with pear blossoms. Not only did he pardon the life of the person who offered the wine after drinking, but he also specially asked Sendun to bring more jars next time.

At the same time, in the sighs of the audience, it was all because of the Xiao family's worthlessness...mainly because of the disappearance of Xiao's family brew.

Mo Jiu didn't lie, although pear blossom drunk is not as good as pear wine, it is still a good wine.But once the Xiao family died, there would indeed be no more drunk pear blossoms in this world.

Thinking of "death", Mo Jiu couldn't help aiming at Xiao Qian.

I wondered in my heart, before Xiao Yunchang died, did he remember the home brew recipe that made the ancestor of the Xiao family prosper, and handed him to Xiao Qian?

If not, she will regret it too.

The pear cup is gone, and if the pear blossom can't drink even when it's drunk, it's really a sad story.

"Come on, Juzi, try Er's kumiss—"

The wine bowl in front of Mo Jiu was full again.Seeing the smile on Meng He's face, Mo Jiu's eyes were half-closed, and just as she was about to serve the bowl, a hand stretched out and wrapped her arms around her shoulder.

"Khan, Mo Jiu's wine is not good."

Xiao Qian said indifferently, squeezed her shoulders, and held her half in his arms, "I will go to the mountain later, if she gets drunk, I won't be able to control her."

His voice was lukewarm, but the warmth in his palm was transmitted to Mo Jiu's body through the two layers of clothes. She was stunned for a moment, then turned her eyes to the bowl of wine, "My heart, how can I—— "

"It's nothing. I'll help you drink." Xiao Qian protected her appearance, a typical "wife-protecting madman", in front of Meng He and the royal family, he took the wine bowl that Mo Jiu drank, and walked drink up.

　Update so much now, and after 12 o'clock, there will be another chapter, which is tomorrow's update.

　　In this way - the day after tomorrow can be updated earlier

　　I'm so witty, I didn't stop updating!

　　
　
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