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Chapter 15 mental knowledge
Year old Yan was foolishly served by servants, put on his clothes, and was completely sober by the oncoming cold wind when he went out of the door.
Duan Zhisu, holding an umbrella, walked side by side with him towards the front hall.
The snow roared. Yan vaguely remembered that it was the same heavy snow on Duan Su's birthday. The boy stood in the middle of the main hall where the guests were scattered, his lips white and his eyes decadent.
Then he said
What did he say? Yan suddenly couldn't remember.
With such a good command of Kung Fu, they walked through the corridor to the main hall full of guests.
Although Duan Zhisu is not very popular, he has a good relationship with the children of some princes and nobles. Looking up, they are all young men in Chinese clothes. Because there is no adult discipline, his behavior is extremely presumptuous.
When Yan was led to his seat by a servant, Song Xian and Jiang Enhe were winking at him. He ignored it. After sitting down, he found that Duan mingchong was beside him.
At the sight of Duan mingchong's gentle face, Yan suddenly remembered how he had been humiliated before. His pale face immediately blushed and almost buried his head on the table.
But the birthday banquet was not divided into the first and second seats. Duan Zhisu sat with several teenagers and raised his glass to the humanity: "thank you for coming to a gathering. Today is just a small gathering. Don't be bound. I'll give you a toast first."
The teenagers all over the room quickly raised their glasses and drank them down.
Then all kinds of GAGs began to play.
Yan had the energy to play with them, but now he didn't have the mind. He took a sip of wine in his cup, but was stunned to find that Peach Blossom Honey was in his cup.
Yan raised his head. Song Xian was smiling at him and said, "don't tell others."
Yan chuckled.
A group of teenagers play together and indulge in self-discipline. The whole main hall is not lively, but Yan only yawns.
Duan mingchong saw his tears fall down and said with a smile, "I heard you were sleeping in brother Sanhuang's bedroom this day. Why are you still so sleepy?"
Yan was embarrassed to blush at the sight of him, but seeing that Duan mingchong didn't seem to plan to take out the previous loser and tease him, he gradually didn't care so much.
"Maybe you want to hibernate." Yan said solemnly.
Duan mingchong was amused by him and said, "you don't know where so many ghost ideas come from. You talk one by one."
Yan curved his eyes and smiled at him, but Yu Guang glanced straight at Duan mingchong's table.
Somehow, there was no wine cup on the table in front of Duan mingchong. There was only a crystal clear porcelain bowl, which seemed to contain ginseng soup.
Year old Yan said tentatively, "Your Highness, don't you drink?"
Duan mingchong said, "I hurt my right arm while practicing sword with my martial arts master this morning. The imperial doctor applied medicine and told me not to touch wine for three days."
Year old Yan said "Oh" and was puzzled. In the last life, he also heard about Duan mingchong's injury. How on earth was he poisoned? Mixed with ginseng soup?
Yan was wondering. Suddenly, a servant outside the door told him that the second prince had arrived.
Duan Zhisu quickly stood up and asked someone to come in.
Many charcoal pots were placed in the main hall, and the door was not necessarily cold when it was wide open, but the second prince in dark green clothes came in wrapped in wind and snow, which still frozen the people, and even the Zhenghuan people who had just jumped did not dare to make a sound.
The second prince Duan Ruwang is very eccentric. He has full means in the court and is very deep in the city. In the eyes of the courtiers and the emperor, he is young and promising. However, in the eyes of his peers, he has a cold, fierce and grumpy temper. In addition, for some time, there was a crazy rumor all over the city that he had the strange habit of abusing and killing his servants. It was even more frightening. He always looked shocked when he was mentioned.
So as soon as he came in, even Gann and hung their heads and dared not speak.
Duan Ruwang glanced at them, and they quickly saluted.
He smiled and squeezed out a smile and said, "don't be polite. I originally wanted to come early to celebrate the birthday of the third emperor's younger brother, but my father stayed in the cabinet for a while, didn't delay too long."
Duan Zhisu said with a smile, "it's enough for you to be flattered if you're willing to come. There's no delay."
Duan Zhisu invited Duan Ruwang into his seat. They seemed to talk happily.
At the age of 18, Yan casually drank Peach Blossom Honey. Yu Guang kept looking at duanru. Maybe he was too brazen. Duan mingchong smiled and said, "after the new year, you will go to the court to listen to politics. At that time, you will deal with the second prince. Do you want to take this opportunity to get acquainted?"
Yan quickly shook his head and said to himself that he should not deal with such strange people. I think he just prevented him from doing bad things.
Duan Zhisu and Duan Ruwang didn't know what they were talking about. Yan even drank several cups of Peach Blossom Honey. Rao is a little tired of eating sweetness no matter how much he likes it.
When Yan was a little impatient, Duan Ruwang finally stood up.
He was the highest person present. Seeing that he stood up, others dared not sit, so they quickly stood up.
Duan Ruwang raised his glass and said faintly, "there are important things for the cabinet, so I won't stay any more. I'd like to have a toast to you and leave first."
The crowd also hurriedly picked up their glasses.
Duan mingchong frowned. If Duan held a toast, he could drink tea instead of wine. However, Duan Ruwang's identity in the court was very special. He often competed with each other because of his political opinions. Duan mingchong was inconvenient for him to hold the handle of disrespect for his brother, so he whispered to the servants behind him.
Soon, the servant poured a glass of wine for him.
Yan Tongzi shrinks at the age of.
It seems that Duan mingchong can only drink one cup of wine at the whole banquet, which is the cup of wine that Duan Ruwang respects. The stigma should be in it.
Yan looked back at the servant coldly and found that it was the boy Duan Zhisu was waiting for.
Year old Yan didn't know what he thought, and his face suddenly turned white.
Duan Ruwang has drunk the wine. Duan mingchong, who is on the side, also carries the wine and frowns to drink it.
Year old Yan took a breath, then rushed forward and planted straight towards Duan mingchong.
Duan mingchong was startled. He quickly reached out to help him and hugged him. His hand holding the wine did not move.
Year old Yan buried his head in his arms and clenched his teeth secretly. If he could sprinkle the glass of wine, it would be easier. But Duan mingchong didn't know how to practice Kung Fu. The wine didn't spill a drop.
Year old Yan wailed in his heart, "if your arm is injured, don't hold it so steady, okay? Doesn't it hurt? "
Year old Yan's movement was so loud that everyone in the main hall looked at them.
Duan mingchong's face was red: "little Marquis?"
Year old Yan thought that he had lost his face and just threw himself out. He gave a deliberate hum and pressed his hand on Duan mingchong's right arm.
Duan mingchong "hissed" and trembled with pain. His right hand was still holding the cup steadily.
Yan was almost desperate to knock the cup down.
Duan Ruwang looked at it faintly and said, "what's the matter, little Marquis?"
Duan mingchong blushed and whispered, "maybe he's drunk."
Song Xian's eyes are staring out. Are you drunk? Drunk with Peach Blossom Honey?
One side of the old man's face was black, and he lowered his voice and said, "I forget to return!"
Yan shuddered all over, but now it was difficult to ride a tiger. If Duan Ruwang suddenly interrupted his toast, he would surely find other reasons to let Duan mingchong drink this glass of wine.
Duan mingchong didn't know how he lived so much in the palace full of tigers and wolves. He was not wary at all.
At the age of 18, Yan hated iron and became steel. Struggling to splash the wine again, Duan mingchong wrapped his left hand around his shoulder and trapped him in his arms.
Year old Yan: "..." I'm going to cut off your arm!
Duan mingchong lowered his voice and said, "don't fool around. This is in front of the second prince. Aren't you afraid that he will say in front of his father that you are reckless and can't be reused?"
Yan was so angry that his chest hurt and his heart almost roared: "I'm saving you!"
Duan mingchong seemed to want to take him back to his seat. The wine cup was about to be put aside. For some reason, Sui Yan's brain suddenly warmed up and a buzzing sound suddenly rose in his ears.
In a trance, he was like his soul out of the body. He watched himself struggling to jump on Duan mingchong's arm.
In front of the him was alternating black and white like snowflakes, and voice like a ghost sounded in his ears again.
By the lake outside the Xiaonian Palace Banquet, the voice whispered: come on, come here, you won't be afraid anymore.
But just a few days later, on the birthday of all people, the voice sounded again: grab it, grab it, as long as you drink it, you won't suffer any more.
Year old Yan stared at the wine in Duan mingchong's hand. Duan mingchong's voice seemed to come from a very far distance, which made him completely unable to hear.
He was stunned to listen to the voice echoing in his ears. don't know how long it took. Maybe it was a day, maybe a moment, he suddenly realized.
ββSince his rebirth, the voice of his death has been echoing in his ears. It was his own.
No, maybe it was in an earlier life, when he was alone and had nothing to worry about, the voice always existed.
It was as if he were in a dream. He watched himself snatch the wine cup from Duan mingchong's hand, put it to his lips and drank it directly.
Duan mingchong was startled, hurriedly held him and said, "you... Are you really drunk?"
Song Xian, who was standing on one side, was suddenly pale. Duan's hand was a little unstable. The wine spilled all over his body, and even Duan Ruwang frowned.
Yan's body seemed to be out of control and almost looked at the cup in his hand in horror.
Duan mingchong saw his face pale and hurriedly helped him back to his seat.
Year old Yan fell to the ground with a bottle of wine in his hand. His body was paralyzed like a pool of water and lay on the table.
Everyone present saw Yan's farce. They all watched the funny play and glanced at him. Gann and his eyes lit up. They consciously got Yan's handle and will make fun of him some day.
That glass of wine had been drunk by Yan Sui. Duan Ming sighed and asked for another glass of wine. He raised his glass to Duan Ruwang from a distance and drank it all in one gulp. It was back to the previous glass of wine.
Year old Yan buried his head in his arms, closed his eyes, and looked closely. His whole body was trembling slightly.
"Am I crazy? What the hell am I doing? " Yan se se trembled. "My brother is still alive, my brother is still alive, and I don't want to die anymore. Since I want to live, why drink this glass of wine for him? Isn't the lesson enough? "
I don't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that the wine was swallowed all the way down his throat, vaguely showing sharp pain and acid itching, which made him want to cut his throat.
"Forget to return year after year!"
He recited his name over and over again. His mind was hazy. He even couldn't tell whether he didn't want him and Duan Zhisu to repeat the mistakes, or whether he didn't want Duan mingchong to be killed in his heart, so he was willing to swallow the poisonous wine.
In a trance, the words he said with Duan mingchong a few days ago rang through his ears.
"Your Highness is kind-hearted. Just help me this time. I will find a chance to repay in the future."
Year old Yan thought, and suddenly smiled stiffly and said, "it seems that human feelings really can't be owed casually. If you don't pay attention, you will lose your life."
"It's not worth it." He thought.
What had happened since then, Yan had no longer wanted to pay attention to it. He forced himself to wait until Duan Ruwang left, then staggered to his feet, turned around and left without saying a word.
He frowned, grabbed him and said, "what's the matter with you today?"
Yan was pale and whispered, "I, I want to go home."
Sui Yu said, "if you want to go back, you have to talk to your highness three. It's impolite to leave without saying a word..."
Yan's lips trembled slightly and said in a astringent voice, "brother, go and tell him. I'll go first."
He said, not even wearing a cloak, and hurried into the roaring snow outside.
The author has something to say: Sui Yan: on poison wine, no one can come out of my right.