When everyone sat down at the table, many people had already seen the two young men. However, out of concern for their dignity, most of them pretended to turn a blind eye and exchanged pleasantries with acquaintances around them. Seeing the two people running away at this moment, everyone couldn't help laughing.
There were many senior old men at the table. Seeing the two people's unruly and abrupt behavior, they also showed no signs of boredom. They twirled their gray beards and watched the two people running away happily. They were obviously not pedantic.
"You two, stay here." Shen Jie came out of the city lord's palace and happened to see the two brothers jumping out of the playing field. He held his forehead for a while and said something to stop them with a wry smile.
"I'm ashamed to say that," Tang Bufeng touched his belly and looked at Yun Zhong, looking a little embarrassed and said, "You see, the two of us have almost eaten together. Besides, everyone in the caravan has arrived. Even though the two of us are thick-skinned as the city wall, it’s not easy to go back in front of everyone, isn’t it?”
The young man nodded repeatedly, his face slightly red.
Who would have known that so many people would come out when they were having a good meal, making the two of them blush.
Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Shen Jie suppressed his laughter and managed to tighten his face and said: "It's not that I'm forcing you to attend the banquet. I think you two are traveling all over the world and have no taboos. You don't want to get involved in this matter." , pay attention to doing whatever you want. But after all, the head of the caravan has not recovered from his injury. When the city lord invites people from the caravan for a cup, someone must come out to go through the motions. If other caravan guests are invited to make a show, it will be a bit awkward. , it’s not very appropriate, in my opinion, you two shouldn’t refuse.”
When the city lord showed up, the two of them were already sitting on the passenger seat dejectedly, their heads drooped, and they wanted to shove their foreheads into the wine bottle along the open mouth.
Fortunately, the old city lord didn't say too much, just said a few polite words, and then let everyone drink freely, which did make the two of them breathe a sigh of relief.
The music of the harp and the harp plays again, the people drink and drink together, and the grand banquet is naturally extremely luxurious. After three rounds of drinking, most of the people in the venue were already tipsy, so Shen Jie asked a few servants to pour all the old wine in the jar into the big cauldron in the venue. If you want to have a drink or hold arms and talk, just come up Just scoop the wine in front of you, no need for all trivial actions. As a result, the people in the venue drank happily, and some even used their drunkenness to recite poems and write poems. What's more, there were frequent witty remarks. Outside the venue, there were attendants who recorded poems and wrote poems that the people in the venue said. Write down the articles in detail.
The lanterns were lit, and countless candles were spread out to decorate the venue, making the entire night banquet venue as bright as day.
Because of Yun Zhong's drinking capacity, he couldn't stand such a heavy drink. Although the content in the cup was not very strong and spicy, it was more abundant. Countless people at the table came forward to raise their glasses and invite them to drink. For a moment, they didn't know how to drink. How many cups.
"Although it's not a bad thing, it's definitely not a good thing. As the saying goes, those who are good at swimming often drown, and those who drink a little will not hurt their health after sobering up." The young man raised his drunken eyes and suddenly realized that the old city lord I didn't know when I was approaching, so I hurriedly raised my glass and quietly tapped Tang Bufeng with my elbow, but there was no movement from the latter.
The city lord had a smile on his face and licked his lips in the direction of Tang Bufeng. The young man looked at Tang Bufeng on the side, but he saw that this brother, who had a bad ability to drink, was already slumped on the table with saliva flowing all over the table.
As early as before the bonfire, Tang Bufeng had already had a few drinks and was a little drunk. After asking the people around him to persuade him like this, as expected, he was already very drunk and holding the purple sheath. Dao fell asleep.
"My little friend uses a sword?" The old man showed no pretense as a city lord. He casually grabbed a futon and sat beside the young man, speaking slowly.
Perhaps he was drunk, but at this moment Yun Zhong felt that although there was a lot of chaos in the place, the old man's gentle words came to his ears very clearly.
"It's good, but it's a little bad." These words were not polite. The young man really felt that his sword was a little bad. It had been many months since he left home. However, he still had difficulty comprehending the sword's intention and spirit that Wu Shuang mentioned. It is difficult to even jump out of the sword moves. Most of them just follow the gourd, and only half of them are similar in shape.
The old man drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, put down the wine bottle and sneered, "You are young, but you have big ambitions. How can you be so young and so invincible as to be able to conquer the world?"
Yun Zhong scratched his head, "There are always people with extraordinary talents."
The old man was happy and raised his glass again to drink. When the young man saw this, he also raised his glass, but was pushed down by the former. "People who practice martial arts should not be greedy for drinking. Drinking too much because of their youth will always damage the body, organs and spleen in the end." , it’s too late to regret.”
"The last person who came here was also a good swordsman." The old man smiled brightly. "He said that there are so many highly qualified people in the world. Is it possible that in the end, everyone's achievements in swordsmanship will be ranked according to talent? No? Things in the world are unpredictable, and there are always those who have prosperous martial arts and long-lasting luck. However, things are unpredictable, and those who stand out in the world are often not the talents who were the best in the world when they were young."
"In life, even if you can't draw a sword, you feel invincible."
The young man carefully tasted the aloofness in Pin's words and felt a little fascinated.
Probably the person speaking is a great talent in his own right.
How could he say such heroic words if he were not a rare and talented person.
Seeing the young man's dazed look, the old man laughed out loud and said, "I want to say that this man has extremely poor talent. How do you feel about it?"
"Over the years, the only outsider who has stepped into the city lord's mansion was the sword wielder. Before he left, he left some items in my mansion, which may be of some help to you. If you want to go and take a look, Just come with me." After that, the old man opened his robe sleeves and went straight back home, not caring about the dinner party that had not yet ended, let alone whether the young man followed his footsteps, and left.
"If the city lord asks you to go, just go. Brother Tang and Brother Han, including the people in the caravan, will be arranged properly when the banquet is over. I can't ask the guests to sleep on the street. Brother Yun, please rest assured. There is no need. I have too many worries." Shen Jie came to the young man at some point and nodded to the latter.
It was well known in Mocheng that this scholar never drank at all, whether he was celebrating holidays or visiting friends.
Yun Zhong caught up with the old city lord in a few steps and went straight into the mansion.
Then in an instant, the sword light in the city lord's mansion rose and fell.
"The taste is not bad, but it's a pity that it's not as good as Shuo Shu." Tang Bufeng muttered before opening his eyes, and impatiently opened the quilt to relieve the heat all over his body. Then the whole person fell off the bed, causing pain in his waist and elbows.
Tang Bufeng opened his drunken eyes and looked around, only to see that the decoration in the room was extremely delicate, with emerald screens and sachets and pendants, making it look like a women's boudoir.
For a moment, Madman Tang, who usually acted arrogantly and wielded countless knives, looked extremely ugly. Fortunately, he glanced around and saw no woman, and then he let out a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately."
