The wine is a burning knife, and it is stuffed in one mouthful, like a knife entering the throat.

Burning knives are strong wine, but also cheap wine.

Many people think that good wine is not cheap, and it is not cheap, but it may not be all right. Because wine itself is not a good thing, it will naturally not be good.

Even if Chen Lian drinks alcohol, he is just rice wine like Green Ant Wine, which has a very low degree and is mild in nature.

The taste of strong wine entering the throat is really not good, and the burning knife is a relatively high-degree type.

Chen Lian is not drinking in small sips, but drinking in big bowls. If he is used to his gentleness, others will definitely not believe that Chen Lian is drinking in a crazy manner at this time, and Bai Yujing has to believe.

Because he took out the wine, he also invited Chen Lian to drink it, and the wine dish was just a stack of peanuts.

With his salary, he had to drink so much wine, so he naturally couldn't buy any good dishes.

Although the entire inn is sophisticated, as long as you think about it, you can make any good dishes, even if the chef is asleep.

But Chen Lian only wanted to invite the wine with Bai Yufei, and also wanted to eat the dishes invited by Bai Yufei.

The same is true for Bai Yufei.

"I really couldn't imagine that you can drink so much." Bai Yufei patted Chen Lian's shoulder with drunkenness. It was not that he had drunk alcohol with others, but unlike Chen Lian, Chen Lian had a special magic power, as if he always gave people a sense of peace of mind. As long as you can become his friend, he must be very reliable.

He dared not get drunk when drinking with others, but even if they were drunk with Shen Lian, he believed that nothing would happen. This is Chen Lian, the unique Chen Lian in heaven and earth.

"Aren't I a happy person?" Chen Lian was hazy intoxication, but his eyes were no longer turbid.

"You are not happy enough." Bai Yufei laughed.

"What about you?" Chen Lian asked casually.

"What" Bai Yufei seemed to be drunk. There were ten jars under his feet. If an ordinary person drank ten jars of wine, it was no longer a problem of being drunk, but a problem of falling down.

Bai Yufei did not fall down. The light skills he practiced were too important to balance, and he seemed like a tumbler. Even if he was drunk, he did not lose his grasp of the center of gravity.

"I told you are not happy enough?" Chen Lian's voice became a little louder, and Bai Yufei seemed to be quite clear now.

"I'm a person who dares not enjoy it." Bai Yufei laughed again. When drinking, you thought your voice was very loud, but it might not be possible, but you heard this sentence clearly.

Chen Lian patted Bai Yufei's shoulder silently and said nothing. At this point, he had nothing to say, and he could only drink.

Chen Lian was indeed drunk.

Wang Tu is talking and laughing, and his life is drunk.

In your inn, and your own buddies.

This wine actually had no purpose. Bai Yufei wanted to drink with Shen Lian, so Chen Lian agreed.

Chen Lian cannot say that he is unhappy, but he is not happy enough. This is due to his own insecurity.

Bai Yufei is also a happy person, but he has no confidant in his life, so he dare not be happy because if he is happy this time, he may not have a happy opportunity in the future.

Fortunately, the two of them were really drunk tonight, completely drunk.

When Chen Lian opened his eyes, it was not early morning, but noon.

This was the first time in two years that he got up so late and didn't sleep well. The headache caused by hanging out began to occur.

It’s not that he is in poor health and cannot drink alcohol, but that he is drinking too much.

Bai Yufei was drunk at the twelfth altar, and at that time, Chen Lian could count it clearly.

By the time Chen Lian was drunk, I didn’t know how many jars of wine I drank.

Of course he didn't know that this time the wine was not only Bai Yufei invited him, but also Manager Wu.

The bed is soft and comfortable, and the weather outside is really cold and impatient.

In such a situation, few people can get up.

But there is a saying that goes, why sleep for a long time before death, and you will fall asleep after death.

Chen Lian is one of the few people.

When he arrived at the inn hall as usual, Bai Yufei had already started work. Except for looking more diligent than other guys, no one could see that this was a famous thief.

The higher you fly, the more you will enjoy being down-to-earth on the ground.

Bai Yufei's martial arts skills are not as great as that, but Chen Lian believes that in ten or twenty years, he will probably reach the pinnacle.

Unfortunately, I have no chance to be with the Immortal Way, which is not a sad thing.

Because most people in the world are not only unfamiliar with the immortal path, but also with the world. They are just ordinary people among the countless beings.

Manager Wu handed him an invitation, which was the invitation from Chen Ruoxi's poetry meeting.

Purple invitations represent dignity.

The poetry party held by Chen Ruoxi naturally alarmed the whole city.

It was also the winter was full of hardships and there was no entertainment. Chen Ruoxi had only invited a few familiar ladies, but he never expected that he would be so popular.

The plum blossom poetry festival held a manor in the Shen family. It was really crowded that day, with BMW carvings everywhere on the road, and fish and dragon dances all night.

There are talented men and beautiful women, wealthy businessmen and wealthy people, but there are no ordinary people.

People who are bored because of the bitter and bored winter will never be ordinary people who are still rushing for life.

The trouble of the poor will never be that they can’t find anything to entertain, because when you are poor, even if you eat a piece of meat and drink a glass of wine at night, it is a great enjoyment.

Of course, Chen Ruoxi is not a poor person. She will never know what poverty is in her life.

The feelings of girls are full of poetry, but girls from poor families cannot express even if they are poetic.

Chen Ruoxi is very lucky. Not only can she do what she wants, but she also helps her.

Qingzhou Prefecture is a place where literature is desolate. When the event is over, there are no amazing masterpieces, but everyone's mood is already rising.

"This body is in the ice and snow forest,

Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrance;

Suddenly, the fragrance came out all night.

Spread into the world and the world and the spring of thousands of miles”

The gentle and clear chant cannot conceal the arrogance in the poem.

As soon as this poem was published, all the people in the room lost their color.

Even if there are scholars with some talent, they have to bow down to this seven-character quatrain that is destined to be passed down through the ages.

The charm of poetry lies in the ability to cross the boundaries of hierarchies, poverty and wealth, and even different cultures.

Everyone is not born with turbid nature. Only when they are born from innate to acquired, they will be able to be famous for their false reputation, small profits, and petty.

The charm of a masterpiece of eternal song is that it can impress most people and feel the beautiful side of their own nature.

Chen Ruoxi was on the high platform, wearing a veil. This poem was deliberately released when everyone was in high mood, and it immediately attracted attention.

The poetic meaning is quiet and cold. Even though she has memorized it, she can't help feeling sad when she hears it again.

She felt that she had a little more understanding of this cousin.

It’s a pity that Chen Lian was not next to her, and her eyes swept forward one by one, and Chen Lian was not in the audience either.

But I didn't notice that after a plum blossom, someone waved at her, turned around and walked away, disappearing in a winter night.

It is already the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the beginning of spring is approaching, and I am afraid that spring will not be far away.
Chapter completed!