Probably because of the proximity to the Shangyin Academy, the names of the teahouses and restaurants in the city are quite elegant. It is said that on the walls of any old inn, there can be left fragments of poems written by scholars of all dynasties and dynasties. The city is located in a secluded place, and when it snows, few people go out to suffer. In addition to the unforeseen natural or man-made disaster in the city, the business is naturally bleak. The small house that Dong has long been in love with, this year is peaceful, without the chaos of the Spring and Autumn Period, it is always not bad to buy more houses. The mother-in-law of the family always complained that the dowry prepared for the daughter must be less, and she couldn’t hold up her face. Compared with the neighbor Song’s family, the shopkeeper was the head of the family. What to say, I work hard every day, and I can drink a cup of tea made by my daughter when I go home, so I don’t have any grievances. I am hesitant to sell a calligraphy and painting that I have treasured for many years. I bought it with a lot of money in my hand, and now I can sell it for a high price, but I can't bear it because I like it from the bottom of my heart. The shopkeeper let out a sigh, and when one is middle-aged, everything is done. He looked up at the snowy street outside the building in the twilight, put his arms around his cuffs, and saw the two walking into the teahouse. The shopkeeper rushed to greet the guests, for fear of missing the moment Even the business that was created out of thin air didn't care about the reputation, and said with a warm smile: "In addition to the first-class tea before the rain, there is also a good wine in this building. What do the two guests want to drink?"
When the shopkeeper recognized the faces of the two of them, he was a little stunned. The handsome young man was alright, with a warm smile. He looked very heartwarming in the winter. He looked like a gentle and aristocratic family who walked out of the high wall of a wealthy family, but that The woman with a frosty complexion was scary, and the shopkeeper shrank her neck subconsciously. Fortunately, for some reason, the white-headed son was very understanding, and after patting the snowflakes off his shoulders, he smiled softly: "Trouble shopkeeper, go warm a jar of wine, why not?" How come it is so strong, if there is a stove, bring it over and put it under the table, we can add some money."
The shopkeeper hurriedly rubbed his hands and laughed, "No money, no money, it should be."
Xu Fengnian and Luo Yang were sitting by the window. Liu Songtao had left the city for no reason, and Luo Yang was about to take care of him, but when he and Yuan Zuozong were about to fight to the death, she said to go drink. Xu Fengnian didn't let Yuan Zuozong follow her, she said to drink, so Xu Fengnian would drink generously, risking his life to accompany a gentleman would probably kill him, but drinking with Luoyang would probably lead to a good life. The wine was served on the table, the stove was set up, and the two drank each other. Xu Fengnian raised his glass and took a sip. You messed up? What's going on?"
Luoyang did not raise his glass to drink, and remained silent.
Xu Fengnian asked again: "You went to Zhulu Mountain to become the leader? You sent Lu Linggui and his gang to let me enter the mountain to enshrine you? Cao Changqing is willing to be a guest of your demon sect, and Zhulu Mountain is willing to contribute to the restoration of Western Chu? To be honest, I am not optimistic about the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom at all. When Xu Xiao destroyed the Western Chu, the reason why he did not go to the north and south to rule the river was because he saw the general trend. It was just disheartening not to proclaim the emperor, but once Standing on his own feet as an emperor will make those veterans die for the dragon chair under his buttocks. Xu Xiao's small plan has always been cracking, and he doesn't do business at a loss. Now the emperor of the Zhao family in the Liyang Dynasty He's not a foolish king. His diligence and self-discipline have reached the point of heinousness. Even if Cao Changqing becomes a saint, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. Maybe Li Yang can't wait for Western Chu to restore the country with great fanfare. There are so many weeds, it takes a lot of worry and effort. If I am not wrong, everything will go well in the early stage of the restoration of Western Chu and the country. In the end, it is inevitable that the court will catch fish in a pot. This kind of immoral thing was planned by Yuan Benxi It can be seen that the emperor of the Zhao family can also nod his head, and Zhang Julu, who is already invincible in the party struggle, can plan his strategies perfectly."
Luo Yang still closed his eyes and meditated, stretched out a finger and tapped on the table, there was a slight tapping sound, but no rhythm could be heard.
After a while, Xu Fengnian suddenly felt a suffocation, a stream of blood poured out of his throat, he quickly disconnected from the femininity of the red robe, and gradually regained his clarity, Xu Fengnian smiled wryly: "It's very similar to the Finger Xuan of Han Shengxuan, a man-cat. You're really good at everything."
Luo Yang dipped his fingers into the teacup containing the wine, and wrote the word Luoyang on the table with Xiaozhuan. Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I know that the capital of the country was renamed Luoyang after the Great Qin Dynasty ruled the world."
The corners of Luo Yang's mouth curled up, with an undisguised sarcasm on his face, he asked, "You really know?"
Xu Fengnian was left speechless by this idiotic question, but the female devil in front of him had fought against the No. 2 Tuoba Bodhisattva in the New Wu Ping Tianxia, fought against the No. Forcibly dragged on, I had a head-to-head fight with Liu Songtao today, and I think I will inevitably have a fight with that old bastard in Wudi City in the future. The ten people in the martial arts review today will have to be beaten by her once before giving up. ? What a domineering lunatic is this? Xu Fengnian sighed in his heart, why did he meet her in Beimang, where did that innocent Huang Baozhuang on the city wall go
Xu Fengnian articulated one of the most conjectured doubts recently, "Zhulu Mountain appeared at the end of the Qin Dynasty. There is an old saying that Qin lost its deer, and the whole world chased it. Could it be that the Zhulu Mountain that later evolved into the Demon Cult is the same as the Beimang Princess Tomb? the remnants of the
Luo Yang laughed wantonly, "Yu Nian, this review really hits the nail on the head!"
Xu Fengnian laughed along with him insincerely, Luoyang didn't bother to pay attention, and said, "Liu Songtao was not crucified in Longchi by Longhu Mountain borrowing the heavenly power prophecy of several generations of ancestors, but went to Mount Lantuo He cut his hair and became a monk, and he hid for nearly a hundred years. The tragedy of the year should be put aside. It stands to reason that he could have put down the butcher knife and realized the Buddha in person, and went to the Western Heaven to occupy a place in the Buddhist Kingdom. The devil is a wild horse, which is unreasonable. Mount Landa, which is famous for its strict precepts, let it go. Li Dangxin, the Buddha head of the Central Plains, did not stop it with all his strength. It is said that what Mount Landa conspired may lead to the same end by different routes.”
Xu Fengnian asked tentatively: "You told me this, are you still thinking of dragging me to compete in Lushan?"
Luoyang does not admit or deny, playing charades.
Xu Fengnian responded frankly, "As long as you don't rush to kill me, that's fine."
Luo Yang picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his eyes playing with taste: "You can even kill Han Diao Temple, one of the three major demons in the Spring and Autumn Period, will you be missing me? If you have one, you will have two. With your cold temperament, since you are here Enemy on the Yellow River, if you don't kill me, you probably won't be able to sleep well in the future."
Xu Fengnian smiled while pouring wine: "It's a fluke to kill a cat. I didn't borrow the sword from the sword-eating ancestor Sui Xiegu, but I was slaughtered by Han Diao Temple instead. Kill you, a god who looks around all over the world? I'm full and I'll hold on, as long as you don't settle old scores with me, to be honest, it doesn't matter if I go to Zhulu Mountain to be a nominal prince, but it's agreed in advance that I will never get involved in the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom. I really admire it, but one thing is one thing. I didn't make it right on the one-acre land in Beiliang, and I didn't have the ambition and ability to compete in the world..."
Luo Yang showed an impatient expression, twirled the porcelain cup with two fingers, and said with a sneer, "Liu Songtao is right."
The wine was still warm, but the atmosphere couldn't be colder.
Xu Fengnian saw that she didn't want to say more, after quietly drinking a few glasses of wine, he paid the money with the shopkeeper and left Jianxue Tea House.
Luo Yang didn't stop him, and dipped his hand in the wine again, and wrote two words on the table.
Qin.
Xu.
Luo Yang said calmly: "So it's all three people. He doesn't know anything, and she knows everything. It wasn't like that."
The devil made a movement that no one could have guessed. She rested her chin on the table and closed her eyes, like an ordinary woman who was extremely tired and hadn't been able to wait for her beloved to return home for a long time.