Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "Before I came here, I went to see Mr. Mei and exchanged some things with him for this antidote."

Mr. Mei said, "The eldest brother has a strange temper. You're quite capable for managing to get something from him."

Li Xunhuan took the antidote with wine. If there was a chance to live, no one would want to sit and wait to die.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Living is certainly hard, but waiting quietly to die doesn't seem easy either."

Li Xunhuan looked at Jiang Fengyue. People like him are most afraid of owing favors to others. But sometimes, the more you fear something, the more things happen. So he is always in debt to others, and no matter what he does, he can never repay it.

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "Although living is hard, it is definitely better than dying. As long as a person is alive, there is still a chance to change the status quo."

Li Xunhuan smiled and said, "My friend, we are complete strangers. Why do you want to ask for the antidote for me?"

Jiang Fengyue shook her head and said, "Saving people is never a matter of whether you know them or not. I just don't want to see someone like you die so easily, so I want you to live."

He knew that his actions were undoubtedly unnecessary. Even if he didn't seek the antidote, Li Xunhuan would still survive in the end. However, he wanted to use this opportunity to get to know Li Xunhuan, which would also make it easier for him to do many things in the future.

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The carriage was harnessed to horses and galloped through the snow.

Tie Chuanjia drove the cart outside, while the other three stayed inside.

After taking the antidote, Li Xunhuan's complexion looked much better.

Even though Li Xunhuan's poison was almost cured, Mr. Mei still insisted on inviting Li Xunhuan to his residence, not for any other reason than the wine that was not yet finished.

The three people in the carriage were also drinking. Li Xunhuan couldn't help but drink whenever he thought of Lin Shiyin, and Mr. Mei was a wine lover who couldn't resist the sight of wine.

As for Jiang Fengyue, he has the ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, so he only drinks a few sips to quench his thirst.

Mr. Mei drank half a jar of wine and laughed loudly, "My boss will be overjoyed to see Li Tanhua. He might even bring out his Bamboo Leaf Green wine that he's been keeping for decades for us to drink."

Li Xunhuan remained silent the entire way, simply drinking his wine in quiet contemplation, recalling the garden of his former residence, the plum tree in the courtyard, and the person sitting on the railing of the small pavilion under the plum tree.

Jiang Fengyue sighed inwardly. People like Li Xunhuan were always tormenting themselves, doing something foolish that left them with a lifelong mental burden.

Under Mr. Mei's direction, the carriages and horses returned to the foot of the mountain and arrived at the small bridge.

The small bridge was impassable by car, so the group had to get out of the car and cross it to reach the plum grove.

Jiang Fengyue saw Mr. Mei again; he was still in the house admiring the newly acquired "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" painting.

Mr. Mei hadn't even seen Jiang Fengyue yet, because as soon as he heard Mr. Mei's voice, he jumped up as if a debt collector had come, and hurriedly closed the painting in his hand.

As he put away the painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival," he shouted to the servants, "Quickly hide all the paintings and calligraphy in the hall! Don't let this spendthrift son see them and steal them to exchange for wine again!"

Mr. Mei said with a smile, "Don't worry, sir. I will not covet your calligraphy and paintings today. I just brought two friends with me."

Mr. Mei covered his eyes with his hands and said, "I don't want to see your friends. None of your friends are good people. If I take a look, I'll be unlucky for at least several years."

Mr. Mei jumped up and shouted, "Fine, so you look down on me like that? Can't I make a decent friend? Li Tanhua, since he doesn't know what's good for him, let's go. We can drink somewhere else."

Mr. Mei still didn't let go of the blindfold, and said, "Don't even mention Li Tanhua, even if Li Zhuangyuan came today, it wouldn't make a difference. You should take them away quickly."

Jiang Fengyue then walked into the room and said with a smile, "Even if I asked for a drink, Mr. Mei wouldn't agree?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Master Mei removed his hands from his eyes, looked up, and saw that it was Jiang Fengyue. Overjoyed, he said, "Quickly, go and retrieve those two jars of Zhuyeqing tea that have been stored for twenty years. Today, we must let Young Master Jiang taste them."

Mr. Mei had never seen his elder brother so polite before, and he was almost speechless with surprise. It wasn't until his eyes swept over the half-open Qingming Scroll on the table that he understood why Mr. Mei was acting this way.

Li Xunhuan took the antidote early and drank wine all night. By the time dawn was breaking, his strength had almost fully recovered.

Mr. Mei covered his head with his hands and muttered, "Damn it, how come it's light again?"

Jiang Fengyue had been drinking all night, but acted as if nothing had happened, smiling slightly and saying, "Isn't dawn a good thing?"

Mr. Mei sighed, "What I fear most is dawn. Once it's dawn, I completely lose the desire to drink. If I force myself to drink, my head will ache unbearably."

Li Xunhuan laughed and said, "It's not just you, most people who drink have this problem."

Mr. Mei said, "In that case, we should hurry up and have a few more drinks before it gets too bright."

Jiang Fengyue looked at the wine jars scattered on the ground and laughed, "If we keep drinking like this, we'll almost finish off Mr. Mei's entire collection."

Mr. Mei said, "That's why he went to sleep early. But if it were Young Master Jiang, even if he drank all his wine, he wouldn't get angry."

Before Jiang Fengyue could answer, Li Xunhuan interrupted, "It seems there are more guests outside."

Mr. Mei was moved and said, "In the middle of the night, I'm afraid they're not the boss's guest, but someone who's come to see me."

Suddenly, a voice called out, "Excuse me, is this Plum Blossom Cottage?"

After a while, Mr. Mei, as if awakened by the noise, said impatiently, "Coming in the middle of the night, are you a thief or a robber?"

The man said, "I have come here specifically to visit you. I am not a thief or a robber, and I also have a small gift to offer."

Mr. Mei sneered, "What kind of logic is it to bring gifts in the middle of the night? I think you have ill intentions. Please leave."

The man laughed and said, "In that case, I have no choice but to take this painting by Wang Wei back with me."

Mr. Mei exclaimed in surprise, "Wang Wei?"

The four people who were drinking inside came out to the front hall.

Upon seeing Jiang Fengyue, Mr. Mei gritted his teeth and said, "My humble abode already has guests. Please leave."

There was a moment of silence outside the door, just as Mr. Mei thought the person had left.

Suddenly, a child's voice was heard, saying impatiently, "Why waste words with him? Let's go in and catch that person who can cure diseases."

After he finished speaking, the door of the Mei Family Thatched Cottage was kicked open.

Everyone inside could see clearly that the person who kicked down the door was a child wearing a red cloak, who looked to be only about ten years old.