The rabbit is in short supply and the black is in low supply, and time flies.

As the sun sets, candles lit up in the farmyard.

Because there was no extra room to place Chu Yao, Chen Tang wanted to give it up - she could only take anywhere for one night, and she would find a way tomorrow, but Chu Yao was thin and an elderly person, so it was not good to let others sleep in the compartment or corridor - but Chu Yao did not agree, so in the end, Qishan asked him to squeeze with him before giving up.

Chen Tang couldn't get this decision.

After using the dinner delivered by the old woman, Chu Yao went to the yard to enjoy the cool air with his thoughts in his heart. He heard the sound of water rushing in his ears.

Looking in the sound, I saw a shadow curled up in the corner. I got closer and realized that it was Chen Tang, who was rolling up his sleeves and washing a wooden basin of green plums.

"What are Goro going to do?"

Chen Tang looked up and saw that the person who came was Chu Yao, so he straightened his upper body, gently beat his sore waist with his hands. He bent over for too long and was exhausted. He said, "Wash green plums. I plan to make some green plums and make a few jars of green plum wine. Wait until the snow covers the city in winter and enjoy the scenery and drink."

When Chu Yao heard this, he lowered his eyes, looked at the green plums that were sinking or floating in the wooden basin, and sighed: "Wulang will regret it if he was wasting his natural resources?"

Chen Tang was confused: "???"

No, why did she waste natural resources???

Chu Yao asked again: "Why didn't Mr. Qi Shan stop you?"

Chen Tang said in confusion: "What should Yuanliang stop me from doing?"

Chu Yao's face gradually became darker, and anger began to simmer under the calm surface, but not for Chen Tang, but for Qi Shan.

Chen Tang didn't know what he was angry about, but he was a little scared. Chu Yao's angry aura made her think of the editor who was urging the manuscript, and the stern head teacher. His voice was reduced and he showed his weakness: "Mr. Wuhui, you and Yuanliang are both very strange. I used the spirit of the word to transform into green plums before, and he also asked me if I would regret it, saying that I was reckless or something. Should I always let me know why I regret it?"

Chu Yao put away his anger and said in surprise: "Don't you know?"

Chen Tang shook his head: "I don't know."

Chu Yao's expression was hard to describe, but he sighed without saying why, and said, "Forget it, your situation is not bad."

Chen Tang: "..."

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Say something directly.

Saying half of it was a chronic murder of her!

Chu Yao helped Chen Tang wash a basin of green plums. The two worked together to finish the initial steps of pickling green plums. The green plum wine was convenient. Put the washed green plums into the clay pot and poured in an appropriate amount of Du Kang wine. Chen Tang also threw more than ten malt sugar into it.

There is no rock sugar here, so I can only use malt sugar to make do with it.

Keep it sealed and can be opened in the next month.

After finishing these chores, Chen Tang grabbed his long hair with a slight smell, fetched water, washed and bathed. He changed into clean clothes, sat in the corridor and wiped his long hair with a dry towel and wiping his hair. While wiping, he waited for his hair to dry, and the scene of Zhai Le drinking slowly appeared in his mind.

Sitting in the corridor, watching the moon, drinking and drying hair...

It's quite artistic.

She turned over and went to the East Kitchen to get the pottery bowl. She silently recited Yan Ling and could fill a bowl of Du Kang wine, and the wine was filled with fragrance. She first sniffed with her nose, raised her head and closed her eyes and suffocated.

The mellow wine slid across the throat and rolled into the internal organs.

Soon, the enthusiasm spreads throughout the body and penetrates the brain.

Another wing—

Chu Yao and Qi Shan are fighting, you chess and I chess and one piece. Both of them seem warm on the surface, but in fact they are still deep and quiet. Chu Yao is better than Qi Shan’s swords and takes different approaches. The chess moves are fatal, and the attack is like thunder and raindrops, giving people great oppression.

Soon, I have already shown signs of defeat in my prayers.

Finally, a quiet room with only the sound of the sound of the sound was added. Chu Yao asked, "Wulang is ignorant, why don't you stop it?"

Qi Shanqi smiled: "How to stop Shan?"

It was only later that he knew that this young man had a seal on his body. Besides, who could have thought that the "way of princes" awakened so early and so easily? The "way of princes" of ordinary princes could not be sacrificed to the heaven and to reward the gods, and only with the fate of the country could it be revealed.

Qi Shan was so shocked that he almost lost his speech.

Chu Yao didn't say anything, it was Qi Shan's turn to turn: "Chu Yao, Chu Wuhui, was once one of the three heroes of Chu. How glorious was back then? In just a few years, five horses were dismembered from the execution ground, one committed suicide by hanging a beam in prison, and the other disappeared without a trace... But I didn't expect you to be hiding in the small Xiaocheng City. Do you follow Shen Xiaolangjun and think he can help you turn over? Unfortunately, his way of princes..."

Chu State is a very small country.

It is not so much a country, but rather a half state.

There are many talents in countries of small size, especially the "three heroes" who once became famous in the northwest countries. All three are rare second-ranks and have similar ambitions. If the three are given enough time to gain a foothold, Chu may have the opportunity to stand out from the northwest countries and become one of the strong countries.

The result can be imagined.

Neighbors felt the threat.

Give you time to develop?

Thinking beautifully, all the Miaomiaoshou is wiped out!

The king of Chu was not stupid, and he could even be said to be kind and generous. He knew the pros and cons, but he could not resist the fire in the backyard, and his sons were instigated to fight red. Chu Yao was the youngest among the three, became famous the fastest, and disappeared the fastest.

There are rumors that Chu Yaowen had a problem with his heart, which was too much of a blow to him when he became famous at a young age. He was depressed and could not recover.

"It's not a pity. Although I missed the first move, the sky was endless. How could I know that the chess would not be bright?" Chu Yao's brows moved and looked at Qi Shan, "Although Xiaocheng is small, the news is not blocked. I am also well-known for the name Qi Yuanliang. There is only one thing that I am confused. I am guarding Xiaocheng to wait for destiny. Then why did you appear on the way to Gong's exile? Hum?"

Chu Yao became famous in Chu State, but Qi Shan, who was born in Xin State, was not famous in Xin State but in other countries. Just a few years ago, he was not famous for his good reputation. He had a rich resume. Others returned home in glory, but he brought back a bunch of enemies. He knew he was a ruthless person at a glance. Chu Yao couldn't figure it out. If this guy didn't go to the powerful Central Plains to seek development, what would he do in the barren land in the northwest?

Just like this, he was not curious. He was neither a good person nor a good person, so he could stay away from him. However, this person was mixed up with his destiny, and he had to worry about it, and he couldn't think about it.

Unfortunately, Qi Shan thought so too.

Just as the two of them disliked each other, an extremely loud and dull "dong" sound came from the corridor outside the house. What should be the movement of a heavy object falling to the ground. The two looked at each other, got up and opened the paper door, but saw that the person who fell to the ground was Chen Xiaolangjun (Wuro).

"Young pear!"

"Goro!"

How could the two of them care about anything else?

Throw everything behind your head.

One takes the pulse, the other leans his fingers to vent his nose.

Then--

The pulse is stable and steady, healthy and powerful.

Two: “…???”

Seeing the pottery bowl with some wine, Chu Yao picked it up and sniffed it: "It's Du Kang wine, Wulang has drunk?"

Pray for goodness: "…"

So is this drunk?

Or was it poured into the wine transformed from his own words?

Just when the two were speechless, Chen Tang, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly sat up straight and opened his eyes like a corpse.

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This is the fourth chapter, hehehe (#^.^#)

There is still one chapter left, so I continue to ask for monthly tickets.
Chapter completed!