Feng Jue's most treasured Xiangfei bamboo was planted in the courtyard. Every time the breeze blew, the bamboo leaves rustled.
Rockery, flowing water, flowers, dense bamboo, it was a quiet and elegant scene.
"I'm afraid you, Feng Huaijie, are the only one who knows how to enjoy life in the Feng family. This is the wine you brewed yourself. The taste is indeed unique. "
The woman in a pine green dress casually leaned against the rockery by the pond. One of her feet was fiddling with the gravel, and the other was on the water surface.
She reeked of alcohol, and her cheeks were flushed. Her right hand held a red rope, and the other end of the red rope was an empty jar of wine.
"Even drinking wine can't shut your mouth. You climbed over the wall and sneaked into the wine cellar. Not only did you drink for free, but you also complain that I'm idle. You're really hard to please." Feng Jue was also sitting not far away. He leaned against the table and held a jar of wine in his arms. With a look of disdain, he said, "Remember to pay for the wine."
The woman in the pine green dress revealed a drunken smile. She held her forehead with her hand and tucked her fingers between her fingers. Her long hair that was scattered on her forehead was pushed to the back of her head. She said lazily, "Although it's just a few jars of wine, it shouldn't be expensive. But I'm so poor that I can't afford to pay for the wine."
Feng Jue was speechless.
This was the first time he had seen someone drink wine so confidently and boldly.
If it wasn't for the special status of the woman in the pine green dress, Feng Jue really wanted to call the servants over to beat her up and send her to the government.
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However, the government was run by her. His two brothers more or less earned a living under her, so Feng Jue could only tolerate it.
"Speaking of which, how did you think of learning how to brew wine?"
The woman in the pine green dress was also the ruler of this world — Jiang Pengji. Her misty eyes were still clear.
She asked curiously. She didn't quite understand why Feng Jue refused to become an official. Instead, he became more and more playful.
Feng Jin complained to Jiang Pengji more than once that the naughty child's younger brother was troublesome.
Feng Jue was a well-known eccentric scholar. He was uninhibited, loved freedom, and courted death.
She didn't see him write or write poems. Instead, he was interested in eating, drinking, and having fun all day.
A year ago, for the sake of a jar of fine wine presented by a small country outside the region, Feng Jue had purposely packed his wallet and left home with his servants. When Feng Jin talked about this, his expression was complicated. Well, her brother was in his forties and he still ran away from home. She really didn't know what to say. A few days ago, Feng Jin gave her a jar of wine brewed by Feng Jue. Although it wasn't strong, it was mellow and intoxicating.
Jiang Pengji felt that one jar was not enough, so she climbed over the low wall of Feng Jue's house and stole his wine cellar.
As the Emperor, Jiang Pengji probably had more drinking buddies than confidants _ (: з) ∠) _
Jiang Pengji had a high alcohol tolerance and visited the wine cellar many times. Feng Jue was naturally alarmed and specially came to catch the thief. The two of them bumped into each other, so they drank together.
No matter how imaginative Feng Jue was, no matter how reckless he was, he never thought that the ruler of a country would steal someone else's wine cellar.
Hmm, I should be glad that this fellow is a woman and not a man. Otherwise, it would be so easy to sneak into a minister's backyard.
Feng Jue couldn't help but complain. Jiang Pengji rocked back and forth with laughter.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with a sly smile. "You make it sound like there won't be a commotion in the minister's backyard because I'm a woman."
Feng Jue was speechless.
Who gave her the courage to say that she wanted to be a minister in green so blatantly?
Feng Jue said harshly, "No wonder I noticed that the green clouds in the sky above the capital were thicker when I came back."
Jiang Pengji supported her forehead with one hand and said with a smile, "This also applies to your residence. Your wife is very interesting."
Feng Jue, who had run away from home for a year, was speechless.
He knew that Jiang Pengji's words were nonsense, but Feng Jue still couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. When he was angry, he took a sip of wine to drown his sorrows.
"Your wife is an ambitious woman. It's a pity that she's confined to the backyard. You've been away for a whole year. She's so bored that she wants to plant weeds in the backyard. She might as well use her connections to find a leisurely place. As her husband, don't you feel a little pressured? "
Feng Jue was speechless when he heard that. After thinking about it for a while, he understood that Jiang Pengji's purpose for coming today was not just to steal the wine cellar.
"There are so many people in this world who are willing to share Your Majesty's worries and burdens … What's so interesting about becoming one of them?" Feng Jue said, "What I've been pursuing all my life is to be different from the rest of the world. I want to do things that the rest of the world can't do. The Feng family had a second brother in the imperial court, and the eldest brother was in charge of the Feng family. I only need to enjoy myself while I can, so that I won't waste this lifetime of time. Why bother to tire yourself out? "
At first, Feng Jue thought that he would become an official after the Jiang Dynasty was established.
However, when he witnessed Jiang Pengji's ascension, Feng Jue felt that the blockage in his heart had finally been lifted.
It was as if the knot in his heart for many years had finally been cured.
He was the third son of the Feng family. He was born into a prestigious family and enjoyed all kinds of love. He had no ambition for fame and fortune, only the heart to pursue himself. If he asked himself honestly, did Feng Jue want a position that was second only to one and above all? Or was it the right to rule over the entire court?
Perhaps because he had been born in the Feng family since he was a child, fame and fortune were as common as breathing to him, as natural as the air.
He seemed to be standing at the crossroads of his life, hesitating about the rest of his life.
Should he work hard for the family like his eldest brother, or should he attack the imperial court like his second brother and become a superior person?
It was the first time that the confused Feng Jue had asked for someone's opinion on such a matter.
Of course, he couldn't let outsiders know about such a shameful question. He could only confide in his wife.
He was very lucky to marry a good wife. She didn't ask him to fight for power with his eldest brother, nor did she force him to follow his second brother's ups and downs in the officialdom.
His wife only said, "Langjun, you have pinned your ambition on Meng 'er. What's wrong with living for yourself for once?"
The "Meng 'er" that his wife mentioned was a student that Feng Jue had personally taught. He poured his heart and soul into her, even more so than his own biological daughter.
Huang Meng, Huang Song's daughter.
Feng Jue didn't neglect the education of his children, but his wife couldn't not see the subtle favoritism.
She saw it and chose to understand it. Feng Jue was grateful from the bottom of his heart.
When his wife supported Feng Jue in his pursuit of self-satisfaction and spiritual satisfaction, Feng Jue completely let go of himself and did things as he pleased.
He didn't do anything in the officialdom, but he became a big shot among the big shots in the circle of celebrities. He was an idol-level figure, the kind of person who would throw fruit in a cart when he went out.
His eldest and second brothers were angry at first, but as time passed, they let him be.
To appease his two brothers' anger, Feng Jue simply sent his son and daughter to them.
He said bluntly that he had no opinion on whichever one his brothers wanted to groom into the family or the imperial court.
Feng Jin: "…"
Feng Gui: "…"
Feng Jue was also a weirdo who pushed his children to be in the limelight.
He never expected that such a weirdo would become Jiang Pengji's drinking buddies. Not only did they drink and chat about the future, but they also helped Jiang Pengji analyze the current situation. Feng Jue wasn't a member of the imperial court, but his sensitivity to the political situation was something that even Feng Jin couldn't compare to.
"It's just that a bystander has a clearer view of things. After all, second brother is still involved in the situation."
Regarding this, Feng Jue modestly expressed that he was inferior to his second brother.
Compared to the political affairs of the imperial court, he hoped to experience more interesting things that he had never experienced before.
Every time Jiang Pengji heard him say this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"If Huaiyu and the rest heard this, they'd probably go crazy with anger."
From their point of view, Feng Jue was currently losing his ambition and wasting his talents.
Feng Jue said, "What's there to be angry about? They're already in their forties. What if something bad happens to them? "
Jiang Pengji said, "You know that they're old, yet you still don't restrain yourself?"
Feng Jue rested his chin on his hand and sighed.
"In one's life, it's not easy to have a chance to live for oneself and to live the way one wants to live."
Jiang Pengji smiled as she drank. "You've left for half your life, yet you're still young when you return?"
"Your Majesty's words sound interesting. That's exactly what you're saying." Feng Jue burped and said drunkenly, "I really have to thank my two brothers for helping me bear the burden for being able to be willful and reckless in this life. They can't be willful, so I'll help them live that free and easy life. "
Jiang Pengji sneered.
"Your words are getting more and more shameless. Do they still have to thank you?"
Feng Jue blinked and said, "Even if my brothers came to thank me, how would I dare to accept it?"
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
Alright, he was indeed thick-skinned. He was very much to her liking.
She didn't like to deal with old-fashioned people who were too serious. On the contrary, she admired those who were so unconventional and could play with them.
Feng Jue talked about the scenery outside the region, the desert oasis, and the beasts in the dense forest. Jiang Pengji listened very seriously.
These scenes should be common to her, but after she came to this world, she was trapped in a small place. The scenery that Feng Jue spoke of was distant as if it was from her previous life. Oh, no, it was her previous life. Jiang Pengji sneered and said, "You're making my heart itch with these words. If I were to be urged by you to abandon the court and run away from home impulsively, without a care for anything else …"
Feng Jue smiled and said, "In that case, I'll become a sinner for all eternity. I'll really be recorded in history."
Jiang Pengji stopped smiling and twirled the red string with her fingers.
"It's a good suggestion, but … wait a little longer. When Lian 'er is eighteen or twenty, I'll let her travel the world. Remember to lead the way then." It seemed like a joke, but her eyes were full of seriousness. "Huaijie, you have to travel more, lest there's no one to introduce you to in the future."
Feng Jue also said seriously, "Your Majesty is in the prime of your life. It's still too early to talk about abdicating."
Jiang Pengji shook her head.
"It's not early. The first half of my life — or rather, most of it — will be left to others. The remaining few years will naturally be left to the person in my heart. "
Feng Jue said nothing.
"Are you really not going to enter the court?"
Feng Jue shook his head.
Jiang Pengji said, "It's good that you don't. Some things are tainted with power and interests. It's too easy to change its taste. For example, your wine tastes just right. Brew more wine. It's delicious. Maybe in the future, the history books will record a few words and people of the future will use your name to name this wine. "
Feng Jue sneered and said, "What wine?"
"Feng Sanjiu?"
"What a vulgar name."
Jiang Pengji never walked through the front door. Even though she secretly drank so much that she reeked of alcohol, she still insisted on climbing over the wall.
"How old are you? You think you're still young."
No matter which wall Jiang Pengji climbed over, it seemed that Wei Ci would always be standing outside.
She sometimes wondered if he was a spirit at the base of the wall.
"I'm very happy today."
Wei Ci supported her. The two hugged each other and leaned against the wall.
"What's there to be happy about, Your Majesty?"
"Based on my age, in another eight or nine years, Lian 'er will be able to hold her own. This burden can finally be relieved. How can I not be happy? "
"It's still a long time."
Jiang Pengji jumped onto his back. Wei Ci suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
She muttered, "Sigh, it's indeed still a long time. When Lian 'er steps down, you'll be almost 60."
Wei Ci laughed and said, "I'll be old. Do you still like it, Your Majesty?"
"Even when I'm old, I'll still be the most beautiful and handsome among old men."
The people outside the wall teased, while the people inside the wall poured wine to the moon.
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