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Chapter 105: Getting drunk with the old man

The wind on the cliff suddenly became much stronger.

Wei Ji leaned over and looked down, only to see the canal water flowing eastward.

With a little hope, he ran down Tianyan Mountain quickly and met several people who had paid their respects and passed by laughing and talking.

Wei Ji quickly stopped them and asked, "Have you seen anyone fall from the rock?"

"No." They looked confused.

"Go and look for it," Wei Ji said. "Master Zheng Xinguan, who built the canal for you, fell into the water of the canal."

"What?" The leader's expression changed drastically. As he ran forward, he turned back and ordered, "Go back to the village and call for someone! Find him quickly! I would rather die than let Mr. Zheng die!"

He looked nervous and frightened, and ran away as he spoke.

The originally leisurely people either rushed to Hanqu or returned to the village to call for help. Only Wei Ji was left at the foot of the mountain.

The autumn wind was bleak, and he looked in the direction of the capital of the Yong Kingdom and calmed down.

In fact, when his father passed away, Jiang He wanted to get drunk.

But sometimes when drinking, you should also consider where you are and whether it is safe.

What's more, Rexiao was also prohibited from drinking alcohol during the three-month period, so she endured it.

Today I have a reason to drink, and I also have a mood to drink.

Jiang He spilled the wine first to pay homage to his father.

If her father knew her well, would he praise her?They will still say that she is naughty and that she still has not learned to be cruel.

After offering sacrifices to her father, she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass to congratulate the smooth flow of the Han Canal.

From now on, for thousands of years, the Guanzhong Plain will be fertile and wild, seedlings will grow, and the people will be prosperous. People on both sides of the canal will no longer have to endure bitter and smelly water.

While Jiang He was drinking, he got up and walked to the yard.

It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moonlight is so beautiful.

Although it was not at its fullest, the moonlight was soft and bright, and the yard seemed to be enveloped in an intoxicating whiteness.

Like the skin of a girl who has taken off her gauze, like the shallow beach on the seaside.

She held her hand on the railing of the verandah and raised her glass to the moon.

Despite the vicissitudes of life, only the moonlight has never changed.

"Wish me a long life."

Only by living a long life can I fulfill my father's long-cherished wish and be able to unite the nine states of China and the world.

For this, she is willing to leave her hometown, go into battle, work hard, and die at a young age.

Jiang He smiled, holding a pot in one hand and raising a glass in the other. He kept pouring and drinking.

"Your Highness, you are drunk." The little girl's voice came from beside her.

In order to take care of her, Cai Ling didn't even drink.

"I am not drunk."

Jiang He lifted up his skirt and sat on the railing, thinking whether to climb over or move back.

Cai Ling covered her mouth in surprise.

No matter what, His Highness cannot be allowed to go out, otherwise he might buy another girl.

Should she lock the door first or get the hangover soup first?
The little girl scratched her head and ears, and finally decided to get the hangover soup.

Jiang He also thought about it and climbed over the railing.But the outside of the railing was much lower than the floor of the verandah inside, and she stepped on the ground——

"careful!"

A warm but nervous voice came, and Jiang He was already held by someone's waist and placed firmly on the ground.

She stood sideways, reached out and pinched the man's face, and said naughtily: "Are you here?"

Leaning against the corridor pillar, Jiang He slowly sat down. The man next to him thought for a while and sat down too.

"drink wine."

Jiang He handed him the jug, and the man took a sip of wine from the jug with a handsome appearance.

"Xiao He," he said, "are you drinking because you are happy, or are you drinking because you are unhappy?"

He knew that when she was in Luoyang, she once got drunk because he forced her to give up punishing the king of Wei.This time, why?
It seems that she will be unhappy around Zhao Zheng.

"Of course it's because I'm happy."

Jiang He smiled. She put the wine glass under the jug that Wei Ji was holding, motioned for Wei Ji to pour her wine, and said unsteadily: "The Korean canal is open, I have a home, now I will march north, attack Korea first, and then Attack the State of Zhao. Knock them all down..."

Jiang He tilted his head to one side against the vermilion corridor pillar and grinned.

Sure enough, she was still like this.

All he wanted to do was to destroy the small country and let Yong Kingdom gain the world.

"Xiaohe."

Wei Ji took a sip of wine. There was a sense of decadence and weakness in his sitting posture. He put one hand on his knees and the other hand on the wine bottle to his lips, and drank several sips.

He felt that the wine was so bitter that it made his voice turn cold.

"Then if the country of Wei is destroyed and I die, will you be sad?"

Jiang He was suddenly stunned.

"Brother Wei Ji," she turned her head, put her hands on Wei Ji's shoulders, looked at him left and right, and asked doubtfully, "We haven't returned to Linzi yet, how can you die? If you die, how can I go back?"

Linzi...

Wei Ji nodded with wet eyes.

She was so drunk that she thought she was still on her way back to Linzi from Luoyang.Thinking that he was the only one she could trust and rely on.

"Xiaohe," Wei Ji insisted on asking that question, "if Wei falls and I die, will you be sad?"

"What does the fall of Wei have to do with you?" Jiang He suddenly stood up and pointed at her newly bought mansion and said, "As long as Jiang He has a tile to cover himself, he will give you a place to live."

Wei Ji stood up after her and continued to ask, "What if I die?"

"You don't want to die!" Jiang He suddenly started crying, tears falling from his face. She staggered over and held Wei Ji's chest.

"Why do you want to die? If you die, I will be sad for a long time. You have worked hard for the people of Wei, and you can probably work for Yong and the world. Don't die. I will kill whoever asks you to die."

Jiang He's body fell forward, and Wei Ji caught her in time.

At the same time, exclamations came from the other side of the hand-drawn corridor.

Wei Ji saw the horrified face of the little girl Cai Ling.

"Young Master." She ran over in a panic, but seemed to see someone else. She knelt down in panic and said, "Your Majesty."

A few feet away, Zhao Zheng had just passed through the hanging flower gate and walked under a jujube tree.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the jujube trees have already produced jujubes, which are plump and hanging.

Zhao Zheng stood under the tree, his cold gaze passing through the moonlight and falling on Wei Ji's face.

"Master Wei." He said solemnly.

"Your Majesty King Yong." Wei Ji nodded.

"Princess Anguo is drunk."

Zhao Zheng came over and saw Jiang He's forehead pressed against Wei Ji's chest, his eyes closed tightly, but his hand was rubbing his heart.

"Let go." Zhao Zheng held Jiang He's shoulders and said to Wei Ji.

"What do you want?" Wei Ji looked directly into his eyes, as if he was afraid that the woman in his arms would be torn apart by Zhao Zheng.

"She's going to vomit." As soon as Zhao Zheng finished speaking, Jiang He's head suddenly moved forward, and the drink she had just drank spat all over the floor.

Because of Zhao Zheng's words, Wei Ji dodged quickly.

But the sweet and spicy vomit with some sourness still splashed on his white brocade clothes.

Jiang He coughed, and Zhao Zheng had already taken out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth, and then picked her up.

Wei Ji saw many wet things hanging on the hem of Zhao Zheng's dark-colored clothes.But Zhao Zheng didn't seem to see the filth, and walked toward the bedroom with Jiang He in his arms.

Wei Ji was stunned in place, and when he saw Cai Ling running towards him, Zhao Zheng's voice came out coldly.

"Change the door lock."

"promise."

"Change a group of guards."

"promise."

"How much wine is there in the house? Throw it all out."

Cai Ling hesitated for a moment, then replied: "No."

Jiang He seemed to be more awake at this time. She hesitated and said: "I am going to buy something. Who are you? I bought something..."

Their voices quickly disappeared, and the guards who suddenly appeared approached Wei Ji with vigilance and repulsion.

Wei Ji did not stay any longer.

He went out and mounted his horse.

There was a curfew in the Yong Kingdom. He wanted to find a post station to stay and leave the city to return to the Wei Kingdom early tomorrow morning.

She was indeed doing well.

He was indeed very kind to her.

And she said that if someone killed her, she would kill that person.

Just this sentence is enough.

Year after year, they each acted as their own masters, doing what each other thought was right and protecting the important people in each other's hearts.

We are born as human beings and are busy all our lives.

When Jiang He woke up, he felt a headache and was thirsty.

She turned over, and her knees actually pressed against something slightly hard.

Startled, Jiang He stood up suddenly and saw Zhao Zheng lying on the bed with a frown on his face under the weak candlelight.

It seemed that her impact just now made him miserable.

"Why are you here?" She noticed that she was only wearing obscene clothes and her hair was disheveled.

Jiang He quickly covered himself tightly, stood up and called someone to bring water.

"If Gu Ruo doesn't come, I'm afraid you'll get so drunk that you buy Xianyang City," Zhao Zhengdao said. "Or, you might buy a bunch of beautiful men and become the empress under Gu's eyes."

Jiang He laughed.

"What else did I buy? Thanks to His Majesty's favor, I received a lot of gifts yesterday and I can't spend them all."

After his thoughts were known, Zhao Zheng's expression softened somewhat.

Cai Ling brought warm water, and Jiang He drank it slowly.

He looked at her, every detail of her expression, and found it beautiful.

"Ah He," Zhao Zheng suddenly said, "You go with Gu and live in the palace."

(End of this chapter)