Zhang Yuanshan's hair was originally neatly tied into a bun, but now it looked a little messy. His face showed obvious emotions such as anxiety, self-blame, and pain. For the first time, Meng Qi knew that a person's face could be so wonderful.
He completely lost his usual calm and capable demeanor. After hearing Meng Qi's words, his eyes flickered a few times and he looked at the nunnery with pain and guilt. He turned his head reluctantly and nodded with difficulty: "Okay."
Walking down the stone steps, walking along the path, and entering the official road, not long after walking forward, we saw a fairly lively town. Some of the people coming and going inside were wearing the Zhenwu Sect's iconic Bagua robes, and some were dressed as Taoist priests. There are also layman-like ones.
Along the way, Zhang Yuanshan remained silent, looking ahead, not knowing what he was thinking. Meng Qi did not speak in a hurry. It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. As a friend of both parties, he did not care about this kind of thing at all. Know where to stand.
This is Tonglong Town to the west of Zhenwu Mountain. Disciples often come down here to drink. Zhang Yuanshan reluctantly squeezed out a sentence.
Then find a restaurant you're not familiar with. Meng Qi said calmly, trying to infect Zhang Yuanshan with his calmness to prevent him from breaking down emotionally and doing something irreversible.
It is inevitable that people who are familiar with the restaurant will know Zhang Yuanshan. It is always not good if word of it spreads over a word or a word or sees Zhang Yuanshan in pain and drunkenness. After all, it involves the marriage of the Zhang family and the Song family.
Alas, I was so thoughtful. At this moment, Meng Qi thought of the neighborhood committee aunt, his close sister, and the host of the emotional hotline. If he hadn't been a man, he would have shed tears.
Zhang Yuanshan nodded silently and led Meng Qi through the alley and found a very simple restaurant. There were many footprints and mud marks on the walls, and occasionally blood stains could be seen.
The restaurant was a bungalow with about a dozen tables randomly placed inside. It smelled bad and was noisy. It was filled with all kinds of heroes, but only the Zhenwu Sect disciples were missing.
The two passed by the drunken men and found an empty table in the corner. Meng Qi took off the long sword from his waist and placed it horizontally on the table for easy extraction. After sitting down, he drew the sword. There will always be blocks. It's not very convenient, although it won't have much impact on a player of my ability. But between life and death, a moment can make the difference between life and death.
After such a long time of wandering, Meng Qi has already gained basic self-consciousness as a person in the world.
When Zhang Yuanshan saw Meng Qi doing this, he suddenly came to his senses and took off the Snake Sword. He was not such a careless person originally, but today he was really out of his mind.
The two of them looked at each other in silence until the waiter followed his instructions and brought two jars of daughter red, a plate of broad beans and bowls and chopsticks.
Meng Qi mentioned the wine jar. He poured a bowl for himself and Zhang Yuanshan each, picked it up and said: Do it.
Zhang Yuanshan took out a breath, picked up the wine bowl, touched it with Meng Qi, raised his head, his Adam's apple squirmed, and finished the bowl.
The same is true for Meng Qi. I felt a burning sensation from my throat to my stomach, and then I poured another bowl: dry
Although the wine was not strong enough, after three consecutive bowls, Meng Qi, who had not drank for a long time, still felt a little dizzy, his stomach rolled, and he almost vomited. I quickly picked up a few broad beans and put them in my mouth.
Zhang Yuanshan drank very fast, feeling drunk, his face turned red, he stared blankly at the broad beans in front of him, and suddenly said: Junior Brother Meng, I still remember the first time you drank. Are you coughing because of the wine
Remember. Meng Qi's old face was slightly red. It was when he was completing the Duoercha mission that he had forgotten that this body had never drank alcohol before. After one gulp, he not only felt nauseated and uncomfortable, but also choked and coughed. Zhang Yuanshan had already expected that he would be very good at it. The caregiver handed me a cup of tea.
It was precisely because of this move that I truly felt that Zhang Yuanshan, who was usually as calm as a leader, was a friend worth making.
Although his life was in danger and there was mission pressure at that time, he was much happier than he is now. Zhang Yuanshan said painfully, poured another bowl of wine and drank it. Without waiting for Meng Qi's answer, he continued talking on his own. I didn't see the truth. True, but I know she must be sad and in pain because I am too.
What I had always planned was to break through the Zhenwu Beidou Formation, then go down the mountain and travel to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and use the excuse of meeting a happy couple to bring her home. However, the head of the family and my father suddenly asked me to get engaged to Junior Sister Mingxi.
Meng Qi calculated the rhythm and knocked on the table gently, using the thumping sound to neutralize Zhang Yuanshan's scattered voice, trying to only hear it by himself.
He didn't drink heavily anymore. The main purpose of drinking three bowls in a row was to let Zhang Yuanshan relax a little and create the feeling of talking. It would be embarrassing if the person who was trying to get drunk got himself drunk.
Zhang Yuanshan drank another bowl, his eyes were red and he said: I know their intentions, so I can't refuse. My Zhang family seems to be beautiful, but it is not the case. For forty-seven years, no member of the clan has become a grandmaster. The Earth Ranking, which was all supported by the ancestors, became increasingly difficult within the sect. However, the Yao family was prosperous, and there were grandmasters listed on the Earth Ranking for three consecutive generations. Now the Yao family brothers are all included in the Seventh Son of Zhenwu.
The Taoist lineage is pure, and as long as the overt and covert fighting among the lay branches does not exceed the limit, they will always do nothing to control it. The Yao family is aggressive and pressing step by step, not giving us a chance to breathe, so the alliance with the Song family who is in the same situation becomes the best Also the most efficient option.
The Zhenwu sect is divided into Taoist and secular branches. Although the leader has always been exclusive to the Taoist branch, he does not prohibit the disciples of the secular branch from practicing the fundamental method, which is a wonder among the three sects of the Taoist sect.
Zhang Yuanshan spoke in a coherent manner and did not lose his basic rationality, but as he spoke, he became a little excited: I am a descendant of the Zhang family. All my flesh and blood are given by my parents. My food, martial arts, pills, clothes, etc. If it weren’t for my parents and family to give my family the current situation, how could I have the love between my children and put them in crisis
Family kindness is as heavy as a mountain. Meng Qi sighed.
Zhang Yuanshan poured a bowl of wine and said with a tearful voice: But I can't bear to leave Zhenzhen. I don't want to see her sad, I don't want to make her suffer. I want to ride with her in the rivers and lakes and sing songs in the East China Sea.
Meng Qi knocked on the table and listened quietly, and a sentence suddenly came to his mind: Love is the most hurtful word.
Senior Brother Zhang, who was usually calm and gentle, and who was born with a leadership temperament, now has no trace of his usual demeanor. No matter who looks at him, he can only see a drunkard trapped in love.
After Zhang Yuanshan calmed down a little, Meng Qi said: Senior Brother Zhang, you and I have a life-or-death friendship, and you are really my life-and-death friend. The matter between the two of you is about personal kindness, and deep affection. We promise each other again and again. I really don’t know what to say or what suggestions to make. So I said before that I will listen to what you say. If you have any difficulties, I will help you immediately without saying a word. As a friend, I can only do that. so.
But why is it that you have to marry me
Zhang Yuanshan vented his anger, felt a little better, and said with a wry smile: The Song family asked me directly. Junior sister Mingxi is one of the seven Zhenwu disciples, and they want to get married. Among the Zhang family's children, they only like me. Anyway, I have opened my six apertures and have initially mastered a top-notch sword move, ranking among the seven Zhenwu disciples.
Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully. According to the time, Zhang Yuanshan used Tianshi Diting Pills to forcefully open his nose, perhaps influenced by his family's circumstances.
Zhang Yuanshan laughed at himself: I have always been very clear that the basis of the alliance is not an engagement, but the interests of both parties. But my father told me, if you can't even get an engagement, how can you let others believe in the sincerity of your alliance? How can I refuse
He was already very drunk, so he asked and answered: He couldn't refuse. Among the seven Zhenwu sons of this generation, Yang He is the most favored, followed by Yang Tai and the Yao brothers. Junior sister Mingxi and I are quite different. Only when the two families join forces can the master and the Taoist clan value them.
Although Yang He only had four orifices opened, he was like Junior Sister Jiang back then. At a young age, he understood a Dharmakaya-level killing move in the Seven Sections of Zhenwu Sutra. Even if it was only as rough as skin, it still made people admire and fear him. He was chattering in a divergent way, and the Yangtai Six Apertures were stable. He had practiced the Tai Chi magic skill to a small level, and he had achieved artistic conception. Not only was he no worse than anyone who mastered the outdoor moves, but his foundation was more solid. It would be easy to make rapid progress in the future. He has already broken through the Zhenwu Beidou Formation and went down the mountain to travel.
Yao Xinghen also had six orifices stable, and he had already mastered the two exterior killing moves early on. His strength was better than mine, and he was preparing to break into the Zhenwu Beidou Formation. Peak sword moves, he is a martial arts fanatic, concentrates on martial arts, and is favored by many elders
Listening to Zhang Yuanshan's words, Meng Qi secretly raised his tongue. The competition among the famous and decent sects was really terrible. Fortunately, he had already left Shaolin, and the Zhenzi generation had only started for seven or eight years. Shaolin martial arts often progressed slowly and had not yet blossomed. time.
I can't compare to them now, so I can only do my best for the family. Zhang Yuanshan's eyes are hollow and his voice becomes ethereal. Sometimes, I feel that my parents' expectation to get engaged and the ancestors of Zhenwu Seven Sons are like ropes tied to my body, like stones weighing on my heart, preventing me from being free and letting go. I feel so depressed that I wish I could cut off these shackles with a sword and regain my freedom.
However, I only think about it occasionally, they are so good to me, how can I bear to let them down? His eyes became more and more red, he poured a bowl of wine, raised his head and drank it.
Meng Qi shook his head and said seriously: Brother Zhang, although as a friend, I can only drink with you and help you with things, there is one thing I still want to say. No matter what decision you make, you must make it as soon as possible. Sloppy and sticky.
If you value family members, then formally inform Miss Zhenzhen, cut her off completely, and give her a chance to recover. If you choose Miss Zhenzhen, then you must muster up the courage and be prepared to be expelled from the family. Prepare, find a way to cancel the engagement, and try not to delay or hurt the innocent girl Mingxi.
Zhang Yuanshan was in a daze, his eyes full of struggle, while Meng Qi knocked on the table habitually.
At this time, a drunken swordsman staggered over next to him. He cursed loudly: Since you first came in, you have been knocking hard and knocking, which makes me very irritable. You think you are a woodpecker. If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.