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Li Shimin swallowed, and said, "Brother Ling, what kind of wine is this?"
"Wine." Ling Chi smiled slightly: "The grapes grown in Daye for eight years, the weather was good that year, and the quality of the grapes was the best. I brewed some wine myself. After five years of cellaring, it has become more and more mellow. You can smell it."
Ling Chi put the wine glass in front of Li Er, Li Er took a deep breath, and immediately he felt relaxed physically and mentally, his face full of intoxication.
"Wugou, you smell it too." He brought the wine glass to Changsun Wugou again, and Changsun Wugou smelled it. In addition to the smell of alcohol, there was also a very strong grape fruit aroma, a little sweet, sweet and slightly drunk.
"This wine smells really good." Changsun Wugou blushed a little, "Little sister is a little drunk just by smelling it!"
"It seems Wugou that you have never drunk alcohol before." Ling Chi smiled and said, "The alcohol content is not high, only ten degrees. You feel dizzy after smelling it. It seems that you don't have enough tolerance for alcohol. You need to practice more, otherwise in the future, Li Er will become the emperor, and you, as the queen of the world, will be drunk by the smell of wine before holding a banquet, and that would be a big joke."
Li Shimin who said this suddenly woke up, and said nervously: "Brother Ling, be careful with your words."
"What are you afraid of?" Ling Chi said: "This is Peach Blossom Island, no spies will hear about it."
Turning his head to his eldest grandson Wugou, he said: "Wugou, your husband is a bit timid!"
The eldest grandson Wugou shook his head: "Brother Ling misunderstood, my husband is not a timid person, but he is afraid of being offended by his words and affecting his family."
What Li Shimin said was quite uneasy, and he once again realized the extraordinaryness of his wife and the maintenance of himself.
"Tsk." Ling Chi was very upset: "In the end, he is weak. If he is so strong that he doesn't care about everything, what else is he afraid to say?"
The eldest grandson Wugou smiled and said: "My husband can't be compared with elder brother Ling, after all, elder brother Ling is a god among gods, although my husband is from a noble background, he is just a mortal after all."
"That's true." Ling Chi nodded and said, "Forget it, it's hard for a mortal to compare with me."
Li Shimin: "..."
Changsun Wugou covered his mouth with a chuckle, and said, "Well, Brother Ling is the most powerful."
Qin Chuan looked at the scene in front of him, was silent for a moment, and said, "Brother Ling, Qin Mou is toasting you."
"Oh?" Seeing Qin Chuan holding his wine glass, Ling Chi quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I blame Li Er for interrupting. Brother Qin, let's have a toast."
Li Shimin: What does it matter to me?Why am I always the one who's hurt?
After drinking a glass of wine, Ling Chi happily filled another glass for himself. Seeing Li Shimin staring straight at his wine gourd, he was silent for a moment, and poured him a glass: "This wine has the effect of increasing life. It can increase lifespan by one month, I drink this wine by myself, but for the sake of Wugou, let me give you a glass!"
Li Shimin's eyes widened: "Increase life span!?"
Qin Chuan and Changsun Wugou were also shocked.
Ling Chi smiled faintly: "Otherwise, why do you think I've always been so young? You must know that I have been in Peach Blossom Island for more than ten years."
Li Shimin was very excited, he stood up and clasped his fists: "I don't want Brother Ling to be a fairy, I'm disrespectful."
"Stop this." Ling Chi poured him a glass of wine and said, "You can only drink this glass before you sit on the dragon chair."
Li Shimin heard the subtext, and his desire to sit on the dragon chair became stronger than ever.
"Come on, Wugou." Ling Chi poured a glass for his eldest grandson Wugou: "It will take ten days to fully absorb the effects of this wine, you drink this one first, and after ten days, elder brother will give you a second glass."
"Brother Ling, little sister...you deserve it." Changsun Wugou was moved like never before. It was obvious that she stopped seeing him when she first arrived outside Chang'an city, but Ling Chi not only didn't care about it, but treated her as well as before. , how could she not be moved?
"Don't say such outrageous things." Ling Chi glared at her: "You can drink it if I give it to you."
"……Um."
Qin Chuan: "..."
"Brother Qin, stop watching, drink!" Ling Chi said with a smile, "Come on, I'll toast you."
Seeing that Ling Chi, Li Shimin, and Changsun Wugou all drank longevity wine, but he drank ordinary wine, Qin Chuan felt unbalanced, extremely unbalanced.
I also want to live forever!
The Shattered Void is too far away, and health preservation can only last more than 100 years at most, and as long as you get Lingchi's wine and drink a cup every ten days, you can live forever. As long as you can live forever, the Shattered Void is not important.
"Brother Ling, your wine..."
"This wine is not for sale." Ling Chi drank another glass and hung the wine gourd around his waist, saying: "I only drink it for my closest relatives. If you have a beautiful sister to marry me, it seems that you are my uncle. For the sake of it, I can give you two drinks, otherwise you can go to cool off."
Qin Chuan: "..."
Hearing these words, Li Shimin glanced at his eldest grandson Wugou, and never dreamed that he would actually gain favor from his little wife whom he had never touched before.
Thinking that one day in the future, when he sits on the throne of the supreme under heaven, he will have the hope of immortality, Li Shimin's fighting spirit is burning, and he wishes he could go back to Chang'an right now and persuade his father to rebel.
……
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Ling Chi turned to Qin Chuan and said, "Brother Qin, you have also said your congratulations, what else is there? If there is nothing..."
"Something has happened!" Qin Chuan gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he had to put on a handsome look: "Brother Ling, Qin passed by Cihang Jingzhai a few days ago, and Fan Qinghui, the owner of the restaurant, learned that I was going to Peach Blossom Island. Let me bring a word to Brother Ling."
"Oh?" Ling Chi cheered up, and said, "I didn't expect Sister Qinghui to ask Brother Qin to bring me a message. I wonder what Sister Qinghui asked you to bring?"
Qing...Miss Qinghui! ?
Qin Chuan's heart is like the blue sky and white clouds, the sky is clear, and suddenly there is a storm...
Master, she... and Brother Ling, what happened?
He was suddenly a little messy.
"Brother Qin?"
Qin Chuan came back to his senses, saw the surprise and uncertainty in Ling Chi's eyes, and said quickly: "The Master of Fanzhai said: I hope that the people of Taohua Island will take care of Cihang Jingzhai when they travel in the rivers and lakes."
"..." Ling Chi looked at him: "Just this sentence?"
"Yes." Qin Chuan nodded, "That's all."
"..." Ling Chi sighed: "Actually, I want to hear that she has arranged a time to come to Peach Blossom Island to find me for dinner. I have already promised her when I left Cihang Jingzhai."
Qin Chuan: "..."
Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say?
Fan Qinghui knew that the master of Cihang Jingzhai was already 60 or [-] years old. No matter how good-looking he was when he was young, at this age, he would probably be old, but Ling Chi called her Sister Qinghui, and seemed to be interested in her... …
This...he thought he was good at playing, but he didn't expect Ling Chi to be better than him.
wrong!
Li Shimin suddenly realized that although Ling Chi looked only eighteen or nineteen years old on the surface, since he had the longevity wine, his real age must be quite old.Judging from his name 'Sister Qinghui', he should not be as old as Fanqinghui, but not much younger.Moreover, Peach Blossom Island appeared 13 years ago. If Lingchi was what he is now, then he would be in his thirties. If he was a 50-[-]-year-old man who recognized his wife as a righteous sister, he might follow suit. It's stained.
It is not a loss to recognize a 50-[-]-year-old man as a brother.