[Three Kingdoms] Burning incense and sacrificial wine

Chapter 45 What's Wrong

As the saying goes, it is better to pick up ready-made ones than to make them up now. Cui Song glanced at Guo Jia, and took him as a model without hesitation, making up random things, and sketching out an unnecessary "sweetheart".

"The person I like...intelligent, quick-witted, sensible, unconstrained, and often has unexpected actions...People who don't fit my eyes, are ignored by him, and I think he is arrogant and hateful; if accepted by him, it is like soaking in warm water , Get along comfortably, open your heart unconsciously, wishing to have a drink with him..."

With templates in place, the rest is a lot easier.

Cui Song almost blurted out without thinking about it.

"His eyes are very clean, as if he has a magical power that can see through people's hearts, making all light and shadow invisible...

"When he stared at me, it seemed as if I could see the entire starry sky, which made my tense mind relax.

"...The piano played is also very nice. If there are any shortcomings, alcoholism is one of them... I often lie down in the corner when I am drunk, so that the attendants can find it easily. And sometimes I am too casual, not at all. Think about the trouble you're going to cause yourself..."

At the beginning, Yuan Niang listened very seriously, when she said "drinking", she wrinkled her beauty severely, and at the end, she was very angry.

"Which family's lady is this? Knowing that drinking too much is harmful to the body, she clings to the contents of the cup... Even if she can't take good care of her own body, how can she take care of Xiao Lang and give birth to a healthy Lin'er?"

Cui Song: ...

As soon as he entered the play, he was brought back to reality by Yuanniang's denunciation. When he heard the words "give birth to Lin'er", Cui Song's expression went blank for a moment, and he burned three sticks of incense in his heart to Guo Jia who was lying on the gun.

"She always goes out drunk and doesn't come home. Such a lady, even if she is very good, will definitely not love others."

Yuan Niang was filled with righteous indignation, her voice spread out uncontrollably, attracting the attention of two people in the distance.

Seeing Guo Jia look over, Cui Song felt a little guilty, raised his sleeves to cover up and coughed.

Yuan Niang saw that Cui Song's face was a little strange, and realized that her words were suspected of slandering her sweetheart, so she stopped and denounced sullenly.

"In Xiao Lang's heart, am I really inferior to that lady?"

Cui Song really wanted to run away, but he held back and used his years of immersion in drama scripts, and sighed quietly: "I only like her, and the others are all good, so what does it have to do with me?" What about the relationship?"

Yuan Niang bit her lips: "Even if she doesn't care about Xiao's family, doesn't she know how to love others?"

Cui Song suppressed the urge to wipe his sweat, and showed a worried and gentle smile: "Even if everyone thinks she is not good, in my heart, she is also the best."

Yuan Niang bowed her head in frustration, and was a little bit unwilling to hate iron but not steel.

"You, you... are passionate and ruthless, and love is deep and lifeless. You should not be hurt by her."

Cui Song just wants to be a melancholy boy who "suffers from love".

Yuan Niang stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder, leaving a sentence: "You can come to me when you figure it out." Yingzi turned and left bravely.

When walking halfway, Guo Jiaqia finished communicating with a herdsman and walked back on a bamboo crutch.

The two met each other, Yuan Niang said: "The foot injury is not healed, what are you doing out? If you have something to do, I can ask Xiao Nu, and I will help you properly."

Guo Jia said: "Been idle for a long time, come out for a walk." He didn't say that he went out to find herbs.

Seeing Yuanniang's depressed face, Guo Jia glanced at where she came from.

"The girl seems to be in a bad mood, but what's the problem?"

Yuan Niang is frank and open, and has never been able to hide things.At this moment when she was asked actively, she couldn't bear it anymore, and poured out all the beans in the bamboo tube.

"There have been five non-marriages in my family since ancient times, and alcoholism is one of them. People who are controlled by desires, act recklessly, and don't even care about their own bodies, how can they have the energy to take care of others?"

Guo Jia:  …

"He's so drunk that he's on the ground... so careless, he won't be eaten by wild animals, and he won't be hacked and killed by bandits. Taking care of... How can this be something a responsible Patriarch would do?"

Guo Jia didn't know who Yuan Niang was complaining about at the beginning, but when the character design became more and more familiar, all he was left with was "...".

The corners of Guo Jia's mouth twitched slightly after being hit by countless arrows in his knee. Seeing Yuan Niang's righteous indignation and what he said were well-founded, he began to inexplicably reflect on whether his behavior was really inappropriate.

As for Yuanniang's "sweetheart", Guo Jia didn't take it seriously, even if he thought about it with his toes, he could guess what was going on.Not to mention his understanding of Cui Song, Guo Jia was sure just from his erratic gaze just now that Cui Song must have used reasons such as "already engaged" to fool Yuanniang, and he couldn't find that person, so he was in a hurry Then use him as a model.

Thinking of the way Cui Song stared at him, Cui Song could only write guilt in his eyes. Guo Jia was a little funny, and he and Yuan Niang casually attacked the "drinking", "disregarding the family", and "not loving others" After a few words, the lady went back with a bamboo pole.

As soon as he opened the curtain, he saw Cui Song sitting on the couch with his back facing him, as if he was studying the fine lines on the curtain.

Guo Jia didn't expose it, and slowly moved to the side of the couch.

The couch was a little short, probably because he was afraid that he would hurt his leg when he sat down, so Cui Song still gave a hand to help.

"Brother Guo's leg injury hasn't healed for a hundred days, so it's better to be careful."

Once the words of concern are spoken, everything else becomes much easier.

He briefly explained the previous situation, including the fact that he "borrowed" Guo Jia's persona.

Guo Jia had expected it a long time ago and didn't care about it.

After a while, the servant boy who had been taking care of them brought a large box of things.Gold and silver utensils, playthings and decorations... There are even belts and felt hats, which are said to be condolences from the leader.

When he heard that it was sent by Yuan Niang, Cui Song could hardly hold back the expression on his face.

After the servant boy left, he immediately turned to Guo Jia.

"I have already declined Yuan Niang, expressing that I have my own heart...why does she still send so many things?"

And there are more boxes than ever before, and the boxes almost get stuck in the door, which is absolutely unscientific in Cui Song's view.

Guo Jia said leisurely: "The woman's mind is turning back and forth, how does Brother Cui know that she is not playing the wrong way, but it is even more difficult for Yuanniang to let go?"

Cui Song gave him a suspicious look: "Could it be that you understand?"

Guo Jia smiled and sipped his tea, but didn't answer.

People in the village often say that he penetrates people's hearts, but they don't know that there are traces for everything in the world, but "seeing more", "listening more" and "thinking more".

The more you watch and think about it, the more you will be able to grasp it.Looking at its nature and changing places, this last bit of uncertainty can also become affirmation.

Women are human beings, even though human nature is complicated and treacherous, it is not much more difficult than the strange tactics of war.

Seeing his attitude, Cui Song was a little dissatisfied. He changed the name and surname of Liu Jiangxue, changed the era, and narrated the matter without changing the medicine.

"Brother Guo is sensible, so we can know what Miss Liu is thinking."

"Jia may not understand the thoughts of her daughter's family, but everything has a cause and effect. If you start with the motivation, strip the cocoons, and trace the source, everything will be solved."

The servant boy came in with the medicine. Guo Jia took the medicine bowl, tested the temperature, and passed it to Cui Song, "According to Brother Cui, Liu Niang is the sister of Cen Lang's brother and sister-in-law. The two are related by marriage... If If Liu Niang marries Cen Lang, wouldn't Cen Lang and his elder brother become brother-in-law?"

Cui Song was about to pour down the decoction in one breath, when he heard Guo Jia's words, the medicine he had just swallowed immediately spewed out.

"Liu Niang's words are really a test of her heart..." Guo Jia quickly turned her head to avoid the oncoming fountain attack.

Seeing that Cui Song was coughing badly, Guo Jia hurriedly wiped the medicine juice from the corners of his lips with a towel, and patted him on the back at the same time.

"What's the matter, is this medicine still very bitter?" Guo Jia took the medicine bowl and tasted a spoonful. Although it was a bit bitter, compared with the herbal medicine prepared by the female Qiang pharmacist, the bitterness was obviously nothing.

Guo Jia once heard Xu Jianshi mention that Cui Song was afraid of drinking bitter medicine and was very resistant to things that were too bitter, so he went out of his tent to find a pharmacist of the female Qiang nationality while he was asleep, and took something that had the same curative effect but did not taste bad. Other herb substitutions.

Unexpectedly, Cui Song spit it out at the first mouthful.

Cui Song didn't know what Guo Jia was thinking, his mind was full of the thunder just now.

He recalled the past get along, still feel incredible.

"Would you like someone who always annoys you and doesn't talk to you?"

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Guo Jia couldn't understand what he said again.

He lit a candle for that "Miss Liu" in his heart, handed back the medicine bowl, and was about to persuade Cui Song to drink it while it was hot, when there was a sudden noise outside the tent.

Cui Song drank the medicinal juice in one gulp, telling Guo Jia not to move around, and went out of the tent to find out what happened.

The foreign side has become a mess, with the sound of disputes and yelling.Many people gathered in front of the yurt on the west side, busy with work, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

Cui Song moved forward along the grass, and was almost hit by a servant who was too busy to turn his head. After avoiding it lightly, he happened to see Yuan Niang frowning and pacing in front of the crowd.

Seeing him, Yuan Niang's face turned pale: "Is it noisy to you? You go back and have a good rest, I will take care of the matter here in a while."

"What happened?"

Cui Song looked around and found a few children with long hair lying down on the ground, vomiting and convulsing; beside them were a few cardamom girls with bruised noses and swollen faces who were pulled away by adults, with black and blue eyes, looking very irritable.

"It's him! It's all his fault! He is the short fox, the evil spirit that brings disaster, as long as he dies, Wei Lang's illness will be cured!"

"Yes, let me go, brother and sister are in such pain, why don't you let us beat him to death?"

Following the hateful gazes of several young girls, one could see a ten-year-old boy standing alone in front of a thatched hut separated by a small circle of open space. The tattoo marks that occupy most of the face are particularly oozing.

Cui Song lowered his body, took the Gebu from the pharmacist's hand, wiped off the stains on the child's lips with the Gebu, and pressed his jaw lightly to make him open his mouth wide.

After seeing a black line on the root of the tooth and edema in the mouth, Cui Song's expression froze slightly.

Could this be...heavy metal poisoning?