Chapter 41 There is no reason to hate

At night, the courtyard is silent.

Hai Gong lay on the rattan chair and smoked silently, while Ling Yue and Liu Ye tried their best to smash the grapes in the glass bottle with a jade pestle. Although Xing'er and Laifu have wanted to help many times since they began to wash grapes in the afternoon, they were rejected by Ling Yue. Because there must be no mistakes in the process of making wine, otherwise the things made are no different from brushing pot water. Of course, if possible, it will not even be as good as brushing the pot water.

When the grapes in the glass bottle were completely pounded into **, Ling Yue added some sugar to it and then stirred for another half an hour. Finally, Ling Yue carefully sealed the mouth of the bottle with twelve layers of gauze, and then breathed a long sigh of relief: "So far, it has been successful."

"Is this wine?" Liu Ye shook his already numb arm and looked curiously at the purple ** in the bottle, which was cloudy and dark.

"This is only a semi-finished product, and there are still many processes to be done next. Put these two bottles in the corner without light, and then do the rest of the process after nine days.

"Why nine days?"

"Because we are going hunting in ten days, we have to finish the rest of the process on the ninth day. If we are lucky, we can drink wine after hunting."

"Ye." Liu Ye nodded, but he couldn't imagine how the turbid purple-red ** in the bottle would turn into the wine in Ling Yue's mouth.

"Duke Hai, smoking less is not good for your health." Ling Yue found that Grandpa Hai has been smoking almost all the time recently, and compared with when he first saw him, Grandpa Hai seemed to have lost a lot of weight, almost the same as a dry corpse.

Grandpa Hai smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay. Anyway, the old man is also dying. Just before I die, the old man wants to tell you something.

"Speaking, what you said must be unusual."

"Water gathers clouds..." Grandpa Hai said slowly, as if recalling something, "I saw the monster inside."

"Eh? What does that monster look like? Ling Yue asked.

"I didn't see what the monster looked like, because it was masked, but from its shape, it seemed to be similar to Liu Ye, half a head taller than Liu Ye." Grandpa Hai gently tapped the cigarette stick, smoked two times and continued, "But I found a strange thing. The monster's martial arts moves are exactly the same as mine, and even the inside is almost the same. I simply feel that I'm fighting with myself, just like a mirror."

"What happened later?" Liu Ye asked.

"I fought with the monster for nearly half an hour, and finally fell behind. After being slapped by him, I escaped." Grandpa Hai said, "So I still have a life expectancy of half a year at most, so Liu Ye, you have to learn from me to teach you martial arts in this half a year."

"Ye." The night answered in a low voice.

"Does it really die?" Ling Yue's question is very light.

Grandpa Hai nodded with a smile: "I will really die."

"What does it look like in the water cloud?" Ling Yue asked again.

"Ha ha, I let you down. The old man, I sneaked in at that time. As soon as I slipped in, I met the monster. In addition, the light around me was so weak that I didn't see what it looked like.

"That's a pity." Ling Yue smiled faintly.

Spring Warm Palace.

Without warning, Xia Yan splashed a cup of hot tea at Xia Wuchen standing not far away. Perhaps because of the distance, he wanted to splash the tea on Xia Wuchen's face, but it all spilled at his feet. Seeing that Xia Wuchen was fine, Xia Yan smashed the teacup to his head with all his strength, but because he was too angry, the teacup was smashed.

Xia Yan's eyes turned red with anger and walked towards Xia Wuchen like a madman under the candlelight: "What on earth do you want to do? Have you long coveted my position as a prince and wanted to abolish me so that you could be a prince?

"I dare not." Xia Wuchen lowered his head and replied with a low expression.

"Don't dare? I think you have been very bold recently.

"I didn't..." Before he finished speaking, Xia Wuchen only felt that his right ear buzzed and fell to the ground, followed by Xia Yan's almost crazy beating.

I don't know why, Xia Yan just hates his younger brother. If Xia Wuchen can resist every time he is beaten, maybe he will show mercy. But no matter how poisonous Xia Yan is, his younger brother just endures it silently.

As usual, Xia Yan always shines with candles on Xia Wuchen's face after the violent beating. He really wants to see some clues from it, but every time he sees from that face is calm and creepy.

There is no expression, indifferently as if the immortals outside the world are imland. But the more so, Xia Yan became more and more hateful.

"Cough..." Xia Wuchen coughed violently and curled on the ground with his chest.

"Why, why? Why haven't I seen any expressions for so many years? You tell me why? Don't you hate me?" Xia Yan held a candle and squatted on the ground to look at Xia Wuchen with a painful expression, but his eyes were still clear.

Xia Wuchen did not answer, because he was so painful that he couldn't speak.

Why didn't you answer my question? Do you look down on me from the bottom of your heart? Isn't that so?"

Xia Wuchen shook his head and spit out two words with difficulty: "No, no."

"Brother, are you going to die? Only when you die can I rest assured. You know, my father is suspicious. Maybe one day he will abolish me and make you the crown prince. So as long as you die, no one will compete with me for the position of prince. Xia Yan slowly approached Xia Wuchen with the candle in his hand. At this time, Xia Yan's expression was as ferocious as a devil, and he was no longer gentle and elegant.

Just as the candle was about to burn to Xia Wuchen, Xia Yan suddenly stopped moving. He suddenly remembered the letter from the inspectorate: If Xia Wuchen dies, the prince will die.

Xia Wuchen looked at his ferocious brother in the candlelight, and his eyes suddenly turned black and fainted.

When Xia Wuchen woke up again the next morning, he saw Ouyang Wan looking at him angrily as soon as he opened his eyes. After Xia Wuchen took a breath, he closed his eyes and turned over, and continued to sleep.

"Get up." Ouyang Wan pulled up Xia Wuchen and roared, "You really can't fight back and scold back."

"Who hit me?" Xia Wuchen's eyes were sleepy and obviously not in a state.

"Who was stunned by the prince last night? Don't play with me with amnesia here.

"Oh..." Xia Wuchen said a long sentence.

"What does this mean? I said, do you owe it? At least you have fought on the battlefield. In terms of your skills, you are no worse than him. Why do you pretend to be a pissed off every time? Is it fun?

"You don't understand." Xia Wuchen said quietly.

"Yes, I don't understand. I won't tell you this. Every time I say this, I get angry. Get up quickly.

"What are you doing?"

I heard that a new woman named Qianhan came to the Red Mansion. It is rumored that she not only plays the piano well, but also looks stunning. Now she is worth as high as 10,000 taels of silver. Today is noon and she will appear. Let's go and have a look.

"Ah, you have to go by yourself. I want to sleep." Saying that, Xia Wuchen moved into the quilt again.

"You, you, you, you, you will be punished by God for leaving your friends who saved you from the edge of life and death." Ouyang later pulled Xia Wuchen out of the warm quilt regardless of his status. Then he said sadly, "Seventh prince, for the sake of my life to protect your father, come with me."

"Why do you have to go? Isn't it good to go by yourself?"

"The entrance fee costs 150 taels of silver. I don't have any money, so of course I have to take you there. Otherwise, who will pay the silver for me, don't you think?"

"..." Indiscretion to make friends, absolutely indiscretion in making friends. Xia Wuchen thought resentfully in his heart.