Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

He raised his head while drinking, and every time he drank, Guo Shao looked at the curtain in front of the side hall door, but he never saw the skirt that dragged the floor.

For a moment, Guo Shao felt a little lost for no reason.

At this moment, the servant girl changed into a glass pot, and then a crystal glass cup. When Guo Shao looked at it, he saw that the glass container was translucent, not as transparent as glass vessels, but more delicate and delicate; it contained purple liquid.

"It's made from Qingzhou grapes." Fu Yanqing said with a smile.

King Wei's temples were grizzled, and age spots appeared on his face, but his face was very upright, and his manners of talking and laughing were quite elegant. It was really uncommon for ordinary people to be able to have such an elegant interest at this age.

Guo Shao praised: "Grape wine, get a luminous cup."

Fu Yanqing immediately continued: "If you want to drink the pipa, hurry up..." Guo Shao cooperated and said: "Lord Mo Xiao, who is drunk on the battlefield."

With a smile on his face, Fu Yanqing suddenly showed a bit of vicissitudes, and his expression was very complicated for a while, and finally sighed: "How many people have fought in ancient times!"

The two looked at each other and laughed. Guo Shaoxin said: Originally, he thought that people like Fu Yanqing would not have any aftereffects of the war, but at this moment he felt that this old man might also have some unknown sighs in his heart.

But to a certain extent, although the frontier poems from ancient times seem unrestrained, they are actually sad. Guo Shao prefers the resoluteness of "the yellow sand wears golden armor in all battles, and you will never return if you don't break through Loulan", which is more passionate.

"Duo duo..." The maid's plain hands gently filled the two glass cups. Guo Shao flicked the sleeve of his robe lightly with his right hand, raised the glass cup with both hands and said, "I respect King Wei."

"Okay, okay." Fu Yanqing raised his glass.

Guo Shao was about to do it first as a respect, when he suddenly heard Fu Yanqing say: "Don't be afraid that the guests will be offended, this wine is usually not served by the old man. Because it is too little, it is brewed by the little girl and the second mother..."

The glazed cup in Guo Shao's hand suddenly paused on his lips, and he smelled a refreshing aroma of fruit and wine. Only then did he observe it carefully, and saw that the wine juice in the cup was crystal clear and pure in color, which was very wonderful.

He took a sip lightly, and the cool and smooth wine juice ran down the tip of his tongue, along the coating of his tongue, and slid into his throat until he reached his heart.

This wine is not a kind of taste, it has sweet, astringent, and sour tastes intertwined with each other, and they are integrated into a unique taste... Obviously they are completely different tastes, but they are naturally mixed together, but they can make people feel that they should be the same taste. Guo Shao saw a graceful and beautiful woman in a trance, her jade white hands were gently stirring in the grape juice...the spring is warm and the world is full of flowers.

The wine of dreams can fill people with all kinds of reveries.

According to what I have seen in my previous life, some wines sell for tens of thousands of bottles. But if someone wants to exchange a bottle of that expensive wine with the glass of wine in Guo Shao's hand, he will definitely refuse.

At this moment, Guo Shao suddenly noticed that Fu Yanqing was looking at his face with a smile, and suddenly realized that he was in front of his master just now, acting as if no one else was around, and became intoxicated. He inadvertently blushed slightly, feeling very embarrassed.

Guo Shao drank it all in one gulp, pretending to be nonchalant and asked, "This wine is really well brewed, must there be some magic recipe?"

Fu Yanqing said with a smile: "I just choose the fruit, squeeze out the juice, filter it well, then put it into a jar and bury it under the flower tree. After a few years, I can drink it. If I make it every year, I will naturally drink it every year. I don't know exactly how it is done."

Guo Shao asked: "Can it be turned into fine wine? Didn't you add any ingredients?"

"What do you want to add to the wine?" Fu Yanqing asked him instead.

Guo Shao couldn't answer, so he had to praise it again. But seeing the guests sitting with him below, although they also had good wine to drink, they didn't have the grape wine brewed by Fu Erniang himself.

At this time, Fu Yanqing lightly clapped two palms, and just as the sound fell, suddenly the sound of silk and bamboo sounded. Guo Shaomeng thought for a moment that Fu Yanqing had installed high-tech like voice-activated lights in the house.

In the music, a crowd of brightly dressed women filed into the hall. The lotus steps are swaying, and the long sleeves cover the face. They stand in two rows facing the superior, and their steps are so small that they seem to be floating. Then the women flicked their long sleeves to reveal their faces, all of them were smiling and dancing gracefully in the melody of silk and bamboo orchestras.

It was snowy outside, but the women in the temple were wearing thin clothes. Fortunately, there was a charcoal fire.

Guo Shao pretended to accompany Fu Yanqing to watch with great interest, and persuaded him to have a glass of wine from time to time. He is actually a person who likes beautiful women very much, but at this moment, for some reason, he always feels that these young women seem to be short of something.

Fu Yanqing watched it for a while, then left his seat to go inside for a rest. The servant girl stepped forward to help him, Guo Shao hurriedly helped Fu Yanqing himself with a courteous look, and then took the opportunity to follow him to the side hall.

The woman who was wearing a floor-length skirt inside just now must be gone. However, Guo Shao followed up to ask Fu Yanqing for a favor. He weighed it and saw that Fu Yanqing still valued him very much, so he would consider it if he wanted to ask him something.

The maid helped Fu Yanqing to sit down on a chair, and Fu Yanqing also greeted: "Sit, General Guo, please sit down."

Guo Shao was more direct, and said directly: "We shouldn't be bothering King Wei, but there is one thing that really needs to be done by King Wei."

"Oh? General Guo, but it doesn't matter." Fu Yanqing said.

Guo Shao is telling the truth, he doesn't know how to ask for help in everything, but he rarely asks for help. Unless he thinks it is necessary, that matter is important, and he can't do it himself, he will speak; he will never want to depend on others for everything.

He said: "I have a good friend named Dong Zunxun, his mother's surname is Gao, and unfortunately he was trapped in Youzhou during the war. Now Youzhou belongs to Khitan, and it will be extremely difficult to find it again... Mrs. Gao knew where she lived before, but she doesn't know where she is now. King Wei has a lot of friends in Hebei. I wonder if there is anyone who is familiar with Youzhou and has a way?"

Guo Shao thought it would be difficult to handle, after all, Gao Huaide and Dong Zunxun were both high-level generals, and they still had a lot of people in their hands. If they can't do anything, it must not be that simple.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yanqing clapped his hands and said, "It's easy to know where he lived before. Last year, a Khitan general from Youzhou came to join me, and he had some Han soldiers under him. This man has been in Youzhou since Shi Jingtang led Khitan to the south. Let him go to find someone, and he may have clues."

Guo Shao was overjoyed immediately, got up quickly and said, "King Wei helped a lot."

"Don't thank me in advance, the matter has not been completed yet." Fu Yanqing smiled, "By the way, what is the name of the Khitan general... His surname is Xiao. What happened last year, the old man forgot his name."

Guo Shao hurriedly said: "When King Wei sends the order to General Xiao, I will send two people to go with him."

Fu Yanqing agreed: "That's fine. General Guo will stay in Daming City for a few more days, waiting for the news. You live in the palace, and the ceremony hall outside the palace is for guests, not for friends."

Guo Shao thanked him, and sure enough, King Wei didn't mention the marriage at all, although he was already affectionately called a friend. Guo Shao also remembered Zuo You's reminder and didn't mention a word.

In the evening, there was another dinner party, with plenty of wine and meat, even the generals and staff who came with Guo Shao were invited; there were also many guests who sat with him and praised Guo Shao many times. But Fu Yanqing also just made an appearance and left soon; the old man didn't seem to like greasy food very much, nor did he like to make noise.

Guo Shao was so drunk that he was helped to rest in a wing of the palace, unable to distinguish things. A group of women wanted to help him take a bath. He felt that it was not good to be so bohemian in the home of a possible father-in-law, and dispersed the women.

After bathing and changing, he vaguely heard the sound of a pipa coming from the north, so he put on a fur cloak and went to the door to listen. There happened to be a servant from the mansion next to him, and he thought he was hallucinating from drinking too much, so he asked, "Did you hear the sound of playing the pipa?"

A little girl replied: "I heard it, it's Er Niangzi who is playing."

After smelling it, he stopped and listened for a long time. It seemed to be a little far away, and the voice was very soft.

Guo Shao didn't know anything about classical temperament, and he didn't know what to play. He was very skilled at drawing bowstrings, but he was at a loss for strings of musical instruments. But he still listened attentively, and when he calmed down, he felt that there was an indescribable elegance in that jade-like voice, as if there was a delicate woman in a light dress, holding a pipa in her arms, expressing her tender affection. Beautiful, gentle, long...

"It's really nice." Guo Shao sighed.

This evening, the outer hall was so noisy and joyous, and the entire famous city is one of the richest and most prosperous places in Hebei; but in such a city, in such a wealthy family, there is a quiet woman hiding... content to be lonely, quiet and aloof, hiding in a deep boudoir for twenty-three years.

In this wonderful pipa sound, Guo Shao has high expectations for Mrs. Fu Er. Empress Fu is a woman like a fairy, her temperament, knowledge, and appearance are all rare in the world. Her younger sister, who is about the same age, is certainly not much different.

"Hee hee..." The servant girl's laughter woke up Guo Shao and dragged him back from his trance.

Guo Shao looked at the girl who looked at him and smiled, and immediately felt that she was a vulgar fan and had no interest at all... Even though she was interested, she didn't dare to mess around. He turned around and entered the room, and asked again: "Is there also a lantern festival in Daming City this year?"

The girl answered clearly: "Yes, every year. Unless the Khitans fight to the bottom of the city... But I heard that the Khitans also celebrate the Lantern Festival, so they won't fight on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

Guo Shao endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "I'm at the Daming Post House, I heard that the second lady also went to the Lantern Festival last year?"

"No." The servant girl said affirmatively, "Why did Second Lady go to the street?"

Guo Shao said with a smile: "Sure enough, people in the Jianghu market never make drafts when they brag."

He pulled on his cloak, feeling hot from the wine, but it would be colder when the wind blew. He said: "I'm going to sleep, you guys go to rest too, don't worry about me."

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