Naturally, Han Xi and Yun Zhong are not hypocritical people, and they have never paid attention to the details of high-ranking officials. The so-called umbrella cannot be closed until the rain stops. In the eyes of Jianghu people, it is pure nonsense, and it is just a pretentious posturing from a wealthy family. . Furthermore, even if the two of them were very skilled, they would inevitably become vain when they were drunk. Walking in the rain, they seemed even more heroic when they were drifting away.
"Brother Yun, as usual, our caravan does not allow strangers to enter in the middle of the road. The boss never discusses this matter. Even if you take out a thousand and eight hundred taels of silver, you may not be able to pry open the door." Two people The man staggered forward, Han Xi blinked hard, stretched out his hand to wipe the rain that had gathered on his face, and spoke incoherently.
"Since you were halfway into the caravan, I want to ask you, who is your master? If it's not convenient for me to tell you, just think of it as a drunken slip of my tongue. Don't take it too seriously." Han Xi waved his hand. At the same time, he raised the bow knife that had fallen off his shoulder, and continued walking forward with Yunzhong without stopping.
"My master, this person is so weird." For some reason, when Yun Zhong thought of his master Wu Shuang, he smiled for no reason, "Sometimes when you knock on the door with a small instrument, you can argue with others for a long time for a penny. He likes to take advantage of others; sometimes he is extremely generous. I have broken several swords along the way, which means I have a lot of money, but I have never frowned."
Regardless of whether it was in Lihua Village, deep in the pressure cage forest, or in the city lord's mansion, together with the long sword that broke when the young man was practicing swordsmanship, the amount of silver spent would probably be dozens or even hundreds of taels, let alone The Shuo Shu in the carriage and the boots and robe on the boy's body, taken together, are indeed a huge expense.
But the most Wu Shuang could do was laugh and curse a few words, saying that it was easy to accept a disciple, and he didn't get a penny of money to honor his master, so why did he just pay for it on his own, which was a big loss.
He said this, but never frowned once.
"If you want to ask who my master is, he should be a very high swordsman." The young man pondered for a moment and said.
Han Xi became interested, put his arms around the young man's shoulders and said, "To tell you the truth, if I had gone back more than ten or twenty years, I, Han Xi, would not be willing to practice bow-stringing and arrowing. After all, walking around the world, a bow on my back is always not as good as a sword on my back." I have the aura of immortality. If I were to be as old as you, I might have to be shy and ask you to introduce me to my seniors. Even if I don’t get started, I can at least learn one and a half tricks to bluff people."
"As the saying goes, the truth is spoken after drinking, why should Brother Han be so polite?" The young man's figure became more and more obvious, and he almost stepped into the air and was splashed with mud and water. Fortunately, Han Xi staggered and gave him a hand, and he was able to stop his wandering steps.
Normally, the young man's drinking capacity is very good. After drinking these drinks, he will probably just roll around in his stomach, and his drunkenness will be light.
But today, after drinking this wine, the young man felt top-heavy, and his Lingtai Dantian also felt extremely unbearable.
The breeze blew, and perhaps the alcohol was rising. Han Xi's steps became even more staggering, and he waded through the water. "If we get to Yizhang this time, where will we go?"
During this period, people occasionally passed by, but they all tried to avoid them, fearing that these two people would become drunken and crazy, so they quickly took a few steps and hurried past these two people.
The young man seemed happy to see this, so the smile on his face grew wider.
"Of course I want to go to Master's Nangong Mountain to have a look. I heard that there are two or three senior brothers ahead of me. I have to go and pay my respects and get some benefits from my senior brothers."
Han Xi laughed.
The rain gradually became lighter, and strands of hair, like the slender silver needles in the hands of an embroiderer, fell all over their hair.
Tang Bufeng looked at the crowd of scholars downstairs and marveled, "Tsk, it was raining so hard outside just now. Is it possible that these Confucian scholars have their ears stuffed? No one looked out to see the heavy rain. That’s weird, could it be that there are stunning beauties in that book?”
Ruan Qiubai had gradually become accustomed to the rogue swordsman's temper and tongue, and said angrily, "There is a beautiful and golden house in the book. Even if you have little knowledge of literature, you should know this ancient saying. If you have time to compile it, Others, it is better to take a look at the ancient scroll in hand. If you are watching, this ancient scroll is even more difficult to reach than the sky, and it is not enough."
Tang Bufeng is indeed holding an ancient volume in his hand. Although it has been handed down from ancient times, it is in excellent condition. If an ordinary volume is left for decades, the pages will turn yellow and peel off. However, the volume in his hand is as clean as new. I can't tell the age at all.
"I really want to read it thoroughly, but I can't understand it. So, studying hard is what a scholar does. I don't have the enthusiasm to wait for a hangover to stab my butt. I just read one sentence, and sooner or later I will be able to read it clearly. ." Tang Bufeng smiled and placed the ancient book on the table, but the force with which he placed the book made the veins on Ruan Qiubai's forehead jump three times.
"Sooner or later, I'll be able to read it clearly. That's a good thing." It took a lot of effort to suppress the anger. Ruan Qiubai's face turned from gloomy to clear, and he smiled lightly, "It seems that the young hero has figured it out?"
Unexpectedly, Tang Bufeng's face was full of doubts and he replied blankly, "What are you trying to figure out?"
Therefore, the veins on the forehead of the Ruan Family Master that he had managed to suppress suddenly twitched again. "The books in the Ruan Family Library are never allowed to be taken out. Even if you are the head of the family, you must act according to the rules. If you don't stay in the city, how can you understand this book?" The Sinnoh among them?"
Tang Bufeng smiled, leaned on the Bogu stand behind him, and slowly said to the sullen-looking woman, "Why should I stay in the city?"
Ruan Qiubai was stunned for a moment, and the sullen expression just now was frozen on Zhang Linglong's face, and her mouth opened slightly.
"Girls don't want to get married, so why bother to force themselves to get married? If they want to go out to see the world, even if the city lord is extremely old and ignorant, he will take the thoughts of his descendants into consideration, so why should he force himself to get married."
"I, Tang Bufeng, consider myself not a good man. How can I get a girl who is as beautiful as a fairy to be my wife? What's more, this girl is still the head of the family. No matter whether it's fists, kicks or eloquence, even if she is kept outside She is also the material to be the wife of a general and prime minister, why did you choose me to be your husband?"
When he said this, Tang Bufeng's expression did not change at all, and the smile that usually hung on his face had long since disappeared.
"If you like it, that's it. If you don't like it, why are you making fun of me? Could it be that the head of the family thinks that getting married is as casual as selling horses and cattle?"
Tang Bufeng's face was full of sarcasm at this moment.
"It's just an ancient book. Don't say that it contains the method of cultivation. Even if you can soar in the daytime after reading it, so what?"
"Tang can perform arts and martial arts, but he can't sell people."
For several days, the fragile old rice paper that stood between the two of them was finally broken by Tang Bufeng.
"like."
Tang Bufeng had already picked up the long knife that was leaning on the corner and was about to go downstairs, but he heard Ruan Qiubai speak slowly behind him.
If you don't like it, why would you use such far-fetched excuses to keep that person in the city.
Outside the building, the clouds are clearing and the rain is falling, and the sky is just right.
ps. I tried my best! Emotional scenes are so difficult! Especially this kind of boy and girl, no matter how I write it, it feels a bit pretentious, and the head is too big.
Also, I wish you all a happy Chinese Valentine’s Day~~
It’s Chinese Valentine’s Day, and I’m still single. I’m still writing. Why don’t you get monthly tickets? TAT
