Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 130

"Brother Three Emperors, you are drunk." The young man was indifferent.

"I'm not drunk! It's okay to be drunk today on such a festive day. Good days should be happy! Come, drink!" The man forced the glass into the teenager's hand.

The shoving room knocked over the wine jars on the table, and the liquor was poured out, splashing around the table and the ground, and wet the teenager's clothes.

The man pretended to be annoyed, "I'm sorry Brother Sixteen, it's the emperor, not you, and you're so embarrassed by accident."

"Anyway, it's just a piece of dirty clothes, which is worthy of the emperor's apology." The teenager was still faint, and there was no anger between the looks.

"Hahaha, it's strange that the father likes you the most, okay, you are still young, and the emperor is not forcing you to drink." The man lifted his body and walked away. The table, and the shale oil lamp lit on the table.

The flames burst into an instant.

Through the liquor on the ground, blasted.

The man was still half-supported at the table. He was dumbfounded and pale.

The others, after the initial fright, quickly ran to the stairs, "Hurry up and evacuate!"

"Come, fire, fire!"

On the high platform, in order to make the emperor's viewing comfortable, the blankets were used to lay the ground, and the cicada curtains were all around, all of which were flammable.

At this moment, everyone was busy running away, and the chaos was a mess. No one took care of the boy who was kneeling and sitting at the table.

Even when the teenager stood up and wanted to go out, he was repeatedly bumped back.

The carpets and curtains were already full of blazing flames, and the thick smoke rolling from the high platform made the audience scream.

The teenager's hands clenched into fists, and Douda's cold sweat continued to ooze on his forehead. The dark pupils reflected all the mad tongues of fire, screaming at him before him. This scene constantly overlaps with the scene deep in his mind, making him want to scream and want to go crazy.

Those who had escaped the high stage turned back, and saw that the thin boy stood motionless in the sea of ​​fire, as if frightened. And the clothes on his body began to be swept up by the flames.

At the end of the night, the festive atmosphere ceased, leaving the people with fear.

The observation deck was burned down, people immersed in the festivities were frightened, and many people were injured during the escape.

Now thinking back to the scene of people stepping on people, my heart was still pounding.

In the Nanling King's Mansion, the pale boy fell asleep in bed, his frowns were very tight, and sometimes a slang came from his mouth, and he was not stable in the coma.

"Hey doctor, how is Lord Wang?" Wei Zi stood on the bed, her eyebrows locked.

"The king is frightened again and causes hysteria. When he has a fever, people will slowly wake up."

"So, there is too much labor for a doctor."

After taking the prescription and sending the Taiyi and the waiter out of the palace, Wei Zi returned to the room just now.

On the bed, the boy who was supposed to be unconscious opened his eyes, his eyes clear, "Leave?"

Wei Zi nodded and sighed, "Master, it is too dangerous for you to do this, and you will hurt 800 or 800. If there is a deviation in the calculation, the humble job will not appear in time ..."

"Nothing," said the young man, "how is the movement in the palace?"

"The throne of the emperor was furious. All the royal children and internal ministers present at the time were punished. The three kings were detained. He was not allowed to intervene in the political affairs for the time being, and the others were also cut by the emperor." He paused, Wei Zi also said, "I heard that the three princes have always insisted that they were wronged and that they were calculated."

Juvenile eyes were pale.

It was he who deliberately spilled the liquor, and he deliberately caused the three kings to knock down the oil lamp. The fire was also directed and performed by him.

The battle for imperial power disappeared. The more people get, the less you can get, and vice versa.

Those people have been committed to making him stupid and mad, and he has made countless temptations to fear that he is afraid of fire. In this case, why not plan and step them down.

Moreover, he also wanted to use this opportunity to overcome his own demon.

He cannot have weaknesses.

It turned out that he did a good job, he stayed over, and he was finally not controlled by the demon.

He didn't go crazy.

The window was dotted with festive red everywhere, and the boy unconsciously thought of the small village and the farmyard again.

Now they must be happy for the New Year.

And for his new year, he has to calculate carefully for each subsequent step.

It was night and the palace was stunned. The gorgeous woman unfolded her letterhead and looked at the two words written on it, "Zheng Zheng?"

"Yes, these two words were slang when King Nanling was in a coma. This time he scored!"

"Go and check, not just in Xuzhou, check all the surrounding areas. If you find them, get them back."

"Yes!"

**

The new year in Xinghua Village is another lively event.

Everyone's door is adorned with red spring couplets, and festive New Year pictures are affixed to the door panels.

On the first day of the new year, the courtyard door was opened early, and sweets and snacks were prepared in the room, waiting for the New Year's boys to come to the door.

Liu Yusheng was wearing a new cotton jacket, tied with a young boy, and mixed with a group of small radish heads. He followed his family to the west and went to the west to say a few auspicious words, and he could grab a handful of candy seeds and put them in his pocket. If you do n’t work hard, you'll stuff your pockets.

The two elder brothers were consciously older, and they couldn't pull the son to do these things again. They didn't make up with her, and Liu Yusheng also enjoyed himself.

What she eats is actually in her own home, and she enjoys the atmosphere.

Eating the little snacks from Baijia search, listening to the children singing festive nursery rhymes, and burying firecrackers under the snowdrifts to blow up snow castles ... these are all carefree at this age.

The three brothers and sisters had dinner in the evening, and secretly gathered together to count the red envelopes, and occasionally a burst of nagging broke out.

"Holding my hand, I guess it's a little more than last year. This is either from my mother or from my uncle."

"Hey! Silver naked! Such a generous shot must be grandma!"

"Mistweed! Only for five pennies? Don't worry, this must be my father!"

The whimpers made Liu's parents cry and laugh, and they couldn't help but laugh.

Put away the money for the New Year, and before going to sleep, Liu Yusheng thought, happiness is like that.

Accompanied by the closest relatives, live a bland life.

Their concern and love are enough to fill the blank space in life.

The lively atmosphere of the new year lasted until the end of the Lantern Festival, and then the flavor of the year was slowly dissipated.

Cats all winter have begun to slowly come out to prepare for the upcoming spring plowing.

Before buying Xinghualing, Liu Yusheng planned to build a fruit garden and grow herbs.

The preliminary preparation was enough for her to work for a while.

When Qian Wanjin returned from Beijing, it was already March of Yangchun, and the snow and ice melted.

Spring sowing and spring sowing in the village are in full swing.

After the snow cleared, the Liu family asked someone to help turn Xinghualing over and wait for the seedlings to be planted.

(End of this chapter)