The days of eating and drinking: The Biography of the Silly Concubine

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An old man, dressed simply, with a big straw hat on his back, and a wine gourd in one hand, was riding an old donkey, walking leisurely along the official road.

"Ah! Yes, who is the only shadow going to? Hengfen Road, when I was lonely, there was a flute and a drum, and the barren smoke was still flat...."

"Calling the soul of Chu Xie, how can it be bothered, the mountain ghosts are secretly crying about the wind and rain."

Hearing the voice, Hong Cen entered his heart every word, got up inexplicably, staggered, almost fell and fell, and followed this person and donkey. [

In his hand, he still holds a jar of wine.

He laughed sadly, with infatuation and madness!Involuntarily, as the old man muttered lightly, he said with a smile, "Heaven is also jealous. If you don't believe in me, Yinger and swallows are all loess. For thousands of years, for the sake of the poets, singing and drinking,... Haha! Singing and drinking, what a good one Sing and drink!"

"Young man, what kind of wine are you drinking? Can I have a sip too?" The world of mortals has already wiped out the old man's arrogance, indifference, and desire, and what remains is calm, open-minded, and happy to know his destiny.

Hong Cen generously gave him the wine, "Senior, you'll know if you try it."

The old man took the wine and took a sip, "Wow, not bad, top-quality sorghum. Young man, try mine!" Then, he handed his wine gourd to Hongcen.

Hong Cen was not polite either, and drank it immediately after receiving it.

"The young man seems to know who this old man is?" The old man seemed to ask, but also seemed to be sure.

Hong Cen smiled, with a bit of sadness, and didn't answer.

At first glance, he knew that this old man was by no means an ordinary person.

If he is not mistaken, it is Ling Feng Zhiying, a knight-errant who sees his head but never tail.

Ling Feng Zhiying is only a title in the world, and almost no one knows what his real name is.