Extra Story: Feng Jue (Contemporary Chapter)

Fengjue's most precious piece of Xiangfei bamboo is planted in the courtyard. Whenever the breeze blows, the bamboo leaves rustle.

Rockery and flowing water, dense flowers and bamboos, a quiet and elegant scenery.

"If you want to say who enjoys it the most, you, Feng Huaijie, are the only ones who enjoy it the most. This is the wine you brewed yourself, and the taste is indeed unique."

A woman in a turquoise dress sat casually leaning against the fake rock by the pond, fiddled with the gravel with one foot, and landed on the water with the other.

She reeked of alcohol, her cheeks were smeared with drunkenness, she was holding a red string in her right hand, and the other end of the red string was an empty jar of wine.

"You can't stop your mouth after drinking, and you can climb over the wall and enter the wine cellar. It's really difficult to serve people without talking about it." Feng Jue was also sitting not far away, half-sitting and leaning on the table , holding a jar of wine in his arms, with a disgusted expression, "Remember to pay for the wine."

The woman in the turquoise dress showed a drunken smile. She held her forehead with her hand, inserted her fingers between her fingers, and stroked the long hair scattered on her forehead behind her head. Not high, but I'm poor, too poor to pay for alcohol."

Feng Jue "..."

It was also the first time he saw someone drinking Bawang wine so confidently.

If it weren't for the special status of the woman in the pine green skirt, Feng Jue really wanted to call the servant over to beat her up and send her to the government.

_(:3)∠)_

However, the government is run by this kind of guy, and the two elder brothers are more or less under her hands to make a living, Feng Jue can only bear it.

"By the way—how did you come up with the idea of ​​learning how to make wine?"

The woman in the pine green dress, who is also the emperor of this world——Jiang Pengji, her misty eyes are still clear.

She asked curiously, not quite understanding how Feng Jue refused to become an official, but instead became more and more playful.

Feng Jin complained to Jiang Pengji more than once that the bear's little brother was not worried.

Feng Jue can be regarded as a well-known eccentric celebrity, with a bohemian style, love of freedom and death.

I didn't see how he wrote books and poems, but he was interested in eating, drinking and having fun all day long.

A year ago, Feng Jue specially paid for a jar of fine wine presented by a small country outside the region,

He ran away from home with his servants in his purse. When Feng Jin talked about this matter, her expression was indescribable - also, her younger brother in his forties still ran away from home, he really didn't know what to say - Feng Jin gave her a jar of wine brewed by Feng Jue a few days ago , although not strong, but mellow and intoxicating.

Jiang Pengji was not satisfied with drinking a jar, so she deliberately overturned the low wall of Fengjue's house and stole his wine cellar.

As an emperor, Jiang Pengji probably has more drinking friends than her confidants_(:3)∠)_

Jiang Pengji drank a lot and visited the wine cellar more times, Feng Jue was naturally startled and came here to catch the thief, the two just ran into each other and drank together.

No matter how big Feng Jue's brains were, and no matter how badly he acted, he never thought that the king of a country would steal someone's wine cellar.

Well, I should be glad that this guy is a woman and not a man, otherwise it would be so convenient to steal someone from the minister's backyard.

Feng Jue couldn't help complaining about it, and Jiang Pengji laughed when she heard it.

Her pretty eyes were filled with a sly smile, "It's as if I'm a woman, and there will be no commotion in the minister's backyard."

Feng Jue "..."

Who gave her the courage to say so blatantly that she wants a green minister?

Feng Jue said harshly, "No wonder I found that the green clouds over the imperial capital were thicker when I came back."

Jiang Pengji supported her forehead with one hand, and said with a smile, "It also includes your family, your lady is very interesting."

Feng Jue who came back after a year away from home "???"

Knowing that Jiang Pengji's words were running a train, Feng Jue still felt a little annoyed uncontrollably, and drank heavily when she got angry.

"Your Madam is an ambitious woman. It's a pity to be confined in the backyard. You old man has been running around for a whole year, and she is so idle in the backyard that she wants to grow weeds, so she dragged the door to find a free seat. As Her husband, don't you feel some pressure?"

Feng Jue was dumbfounded when she heard this, and after a little thought, she realized that Jiang Pengji's purpose in coming today was probably not just to steal the wine cellar.

"There are many people in this world who are willing to share the worries and labors for His Majesty... How interesting is it to be one of the crowd?" Feng Jue said, "What I pursue in my life is to be different from the common people. , to do things that the world cannot do. The Feng family has two elder brothers who stand in the court, and the eldest brother is at the helm of the Feng family. I only need to enjoy myself in time so that I will live up to the time of this life. Why bother myself?"

At first, Feng Jue thought that after the establishment of the Jiang Dynasty, he would become an official.

It's just that when he saw Jiang Pengji ascend to the throne, Feng Jue felt that the stuff in his heart was finally cleared.

It seems that the crux that has been in my heart for many years has finally been cured.

He is Saburo Feng, who was born in a famous family and enjoys all kinds of favors. He has no ambition for fame and fortune, but only the heart of pursuing himself. Ask yourself, what Feng Jue wants is a position below one person and above ten thousand people? Or the power to rule and oppose?

Perhaps he was born in the Feng family since he was a child, fame and wealth are as common as breathing to him, as natural as air.

He seemed to be standing at a crossroads in his life, hesitating for the rest of his life.

Work hard for the family like the eldest brother, and work hard for the family, or turn to attack the court like the second brother and become a master?

It was the first time for the confused Feng Jue to ask others for their opinions on this kind of matter.

Of course, this kind of embarrassing problem cannot be known to outsiders, but can only be told to his wife.

He was very lucky to marry a good wife. His wife didn't ask him to fight for power with his elder brother, nor did he force him to follow his second brother's ups and downs in the officialdom.

The wife just said, "Mr. Lang's ambition is pinned on Meng'er, so what if he lives for himself now?"

The "Meng'er" in his wife's mouth is a student brought up by Feng Jue, and the painstaking care she devotes to her is even worse than that of a parent-child.

Huang Meng, daughter of Huang Song.

Feng Jue did not neglect the education of her children, but the subtleties of partiality made it impossible for his wife to see it.

She saw it, and chose to be considerate, Feng Jue was grateful from the bottom of her heart.

When his wife supports Feng Jue in pursuing self and spiritual satisfaction, Feng Jue completely frees himself and acts as he pleases.

He didn't do well in the officialdom, but he became a big boss among the big shots in the circle of celebrities, an idol-level figure, the kind who goes out and throws fruit carts.

The eldest brother and the second brother were angry at first, but over time they also went with him.

In order to appease the anger of the two elder brothers, Feng Jue simply packed up his son and daughter and threw them over.

To put it bluntly, he has no objection to which of the brothers want to cultivate, the Shujin family or the court.

Feng Jin "..."

Feng Gui "..."

Feng Jue is also a strange flower who pushes his children out to stand up to the limelight.

They never expected that such a wonderful flower and Jiang Pengji became very good drinking friends, not only drinking and chatting about the future, but also helping Jiang Pengji analyze the current situation. Feng Jue is not a member of the ruling and opposition parties, but his sensitivity to the political situation is slightly inferior to that of Feng Jin.

"It's just a bystander, the second brother is still in charge after all."

In this regard, Feng Jue modestly stated that he is not as good as his second brother.

Compared with court affairs, he hopes to experience more interesting things that he has never experienced.

Every time Jiang Pengji heard him say this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"If Huaiyu and the others hear this, they will probably go mad."

In the eyes of the two, Feng Jue is just playing with things and losing his ambition, wasting all his talents in vain.

Feng Jue said, "Why are you angry? There are people in their forties, what if they get angry?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Knowing that they are getting old, why don't you restrain yourself?"

Feng Jue sighed, resting his chin.

"In this life, it is not easy to have the opportunity to live for yourself once and live the way you want."

Jiang Pengji sipped her wine and said with a smile, "Having been away half my life, come back still young?"

"Your Majesty's words sound interesting, and that's exactly the reason." Feng Jue hiccupped and said drunkenly, "I can be willful in my life. I really want to thank my two elder brothers for helping to bear the burden. They can't be willful, I Let them live that free and easy life."

Jiang Pengji sneered.

"Your words are getting more and more shameless, and you should thank you for cooperating with them?"

Feng Jue blinked and said, "It's my brother who wants to come to thank me, how dare I accept it."

Jiang Pengji "..."

Well, it really is a thick-skinned one, but it suits her taste very much.

She doesn't like to deal with those who are too serious and old-fashioned. On the contrary, she appreciates such deviant and can play together.

Feng Jue talked about the scenery outside the region, or the desert oasis, or the beasts in the dense forest, and 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, and the scenery in Fengjue's mouth was as far away as the previous life—oh, no, it was the previous life—Jiang Pengji sneered He said, "You used these words to make my heart itch. If I was pushed by you that day, I would leave the court regardless, and run away from home on impulse..."

Feng Jue said with a smile, "In this way, I will become a sinner through the ages, a real celebrity in the annals of history."

Jiang Pengji restrained her smile and wrapped her fingers around the red string.

"It's a good suggestion, but—wait a little longer, when Lian'er is eighteen years old or weak, and give up to travel around the world, then remember to lead the way." The words seemed to be joking, but the eyes were full of seriousness, "Huai Jie can You have to go around more, so that you don’t have anywhere to introduce in the future.”

Feng Jue also said earnestly, "Your Majesty's Spring and Autumn Period is at its peak, and it's really too early to say that it is abdication."

Jiang Pengji shook her head.

"It's getting late, the first half of my life—or most of my life is left to others. The remaining few years are naturally left to the people in my heart."

Feng Jue was silent.

"You really don't want to enter the court?"

Feng Jue shook his head.

Jiang Pengji said, "It doesn't matter if you don't enter, some things are tainted with power and interests, and they are too easy to go bad. For example, your wine, this taste is just right. Brew more wine, it tastes good. Maybe there will be a few records in the history books in the future. People named this wine after you."

Feng Jue sneered, "What wine?"

"Feng Sanjiu?"

"Vulgar name."

Jiang Pengji never walks through the main entrance, even though she secretly drank so much that she reeked of alcohol, she still insisted on climbing over the wall.

"How old is it, I think I'm still young."

No matter which wall Jiang Pengji climbs from, it seems that there will always be Wei Ci standing outside the wall.

She sometimes doubts whether this guy has become a genius.

"I am very happy today."

Wei Ci supported her, and the two embraced and leaned against the wall.

"What is His Majesty happy about?"

"Forget about the age, in another eight or nine years, Lian'er will be able to take charge of her own duties. Don't you like that this burden can finally be relieved?"

"It's still a long time."

Jiang Pengji hopped onto his back, Wei Ci suddenly let out a ouch.

She muttered, "Oh, it's still a long time. When Lian'er leaves office, you'll be almost sixty."

Wei Ci smiled and said, "I'm old, does Your Majesty still like it?"

"Old man is also the most beautiful and most beautiful among old men."

People outside the wall tease, and people inside the wall pour wine to the moon.

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