The lord's stunning concubine

Chapter 640 650 Move All Your Food (7)

Ning Qianmo smiled and said: "I don't doubt that you will poison the wine, but I just think that I should drink this wine. If I drink it, I'm afraid I will regret it. If I don't drink it, I will drink it. It seems like I can't refuse Prime Minister Qin's kindness."

Qin Zhuimeng smiled slightly and said: "I have always felt that according to Ning Xiang's intelligence, there are few things in this world that make you hesitate. Whether it is right or wrong depends on how you look at it. Sometimes a mistake is not a mistake. , gain is not gain. And sometimes loss is gain, gain is loss, all these things in between, how could Yining Xiang's intelligence not know?"

"In the past, I only saw Qin Xiangtie's appearance as a rooster, but I didn't expect to have such a clear thinking about things. Today, I have been taught." Ning Qianmo smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to take the wine from Qin Zhuimeng's hand. come over.

There was a faint smile in Qin Zhuimeng's eyes and said: "The only people I respect are Ning Xiang and the prince! It's just that we didn't get along with each other in the past, so we didn't know each other well. Even if I do I can't be Ning Xiang's friend, but I don't want to be Ning Xiang's enemy either."

Ning Qianmo glanced at him and said, "I don't think we can be friends."

Qin Zhuimeng just smiled faintly at his answer, Ning Qianmo looked at the vast night and said: "But we are not enemies for the time being."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine jar and touched Qin Zhuimeng, and then took a big gulp of the wine in the jar.

Qin Zhuimeng smiled, not friends, not enemies, just acquaintances, which is not bad, he picked up the wine jar and took a big sip.

The two stopped talking since then, just drinking.

Both of them were just extremely frail scholars, and they didn't have much capacity for alcohol at first, but after drinking like this, within a few rounds, both of them became somewhat drunk.

When Ning Qianmo was slightly drunk, he thought of many past events. Those past events were full of mixed joy and sorrow, which made it difficult for him to be happy. His heart was sad but he couldn't cry, so he drank some more wine.

Although the jar of wine wasn't too much, it was still very strong. After drinking it, he unconsciously remembered the scene when he and Lan Qingqing first met in Shaocheng. The scene seemed extremely beautiful, as if he saw her embroidery again. After seeing the picture of red plums, he started giggling again.

After Qin Zhuimeng drank too much, he also started to feel confused. He didn't cry or laugh, but just hugged the wine jar and started to write poems.

In terms of talent and learning, he is slightly inferior to Ning Qianmo, but he has memorized quite a few poems, even from long poems with thirteen lines to five rhymes and seven unique poems, from ancient poetry collections to modern quatrains , and even recited the poems he had written in recent years side by side.

Jiang Liancheng was speechless when he saw the two of them. He flew to the top of the temple with his long sword in his arms, but he could still hear Qin Zhuimeng's voice. He only thought it was an extremely annoying magic voice. He couldn't help stretching out his hands to cover his ears, but he could still hear it. When he couldn't take it anymore, he finally flew down and touched Qin Zhuimeng's dumb acupoint.

For the first time, he felt that poetry after drunkenness was much more terrifying than beating people madly while drunk.

Qin Zhuimeng started to hold Ning Qianmo and cry after being hit by Jiang Liancheng. If he could talk at this time, he might have to tell all the bitter things about him in the past.

Seeing him crying, Ning Qianmo thought it was extremely funny, and immediately giggled.

Crying and laughing, Jiang Liancheng was a little speechless, and flew to the top of the temple to sleep on his own.

(End of this chapter)