(fifteen)
uncle……
He is in the prime of life and full of energy. How can he be called an uncle?
That Young Master Mingyue's mouth is really poisonous.
Could it be that these legendary geniuses are all different?
"Uncle, do you want to fight?" Sunge leaned on a tall bamboo, crossed his hands and held the sword in front of his chest.
The middle-aged people are eager to try but at the same time they are apprehensive and quite tangled.
Obviously, Sunge's words just now put him under psychological pressure.
It's not easy to be a first-timer.
Unless he wins with overwhelming force, his prestige in the world will be gone.
The middle-aged man was silent, and after a moment he pretended to be smart and generous, "This opportunity for discussion is rare, so naturally it will be given to young people."
"The situation is changing and talents are emerging in large numbers. The world is ultimately a world for young people."
What he said was clear about justice, upright and stern, and quite the style of a senior.
Sunge sneered. To put it nicely, it was high-sounding, but to put it badly, it was hypocrisy.
Many times, the more highly respected you are, the easier it is to be burdened by your reputation.
Sun Ge watched this scene with cold eyes and did not say any irony.
She still understands that enough is enough.
Besides, it doesn't matter who comes first, he will be beaten anyway.
"Please give me some advice, Mr. Mingyue."
Sun Ge looked at the swordsman who was pushed out as the first wave of cannon fodder, and snickered.
Ahem, are the groups divided according to appearance?
Some are handsome and deserted, some are burly and majestic, or some are elegant and graceful. They stand in a row. Whether they have strong combat effectiveness is not yet known, but the visual impact is definitely sufficient.
She came to fight the Qinhuai River, not to choose a concubine.
Sunge would never admit it, she was a little coveted.
"Teaching is out of the question. Let's discuss each other. Let's stop talking." Sun Ge imitated the other party's appearance and cupped his hands in a gesture. He was humble and gentle, no longer as arrogant as before.
He is polite and courteous, with the style of a young man from an aristocratic family.
People respect her as much as she respects others.
Middle-aged man: ...
He is not convinced!
This is naked differential treatment.
"please."
In the bamboo forest, the wind rustled and the fragrance lingered.
Sunge fully implemented the principle of stopping at the point of discussion, making this competition beautiful, gorgeous and full of viewing pleasure.
Seeing that these young people were able to cope with the Sun singers with ease. Although they were not defeated, they were not in a panic. The minds of the remaining people became active again.
The end of being active is misery.
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang and Xue Ming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
Hello. "
When Sunge defeated the enemy in a dashing way, waved his sleeves, rode away on horseback with a sword in hand, Li Baifu went to the spiritual knight's row to show off.
According to Sunge's opinion, Li Bai should be the originator of Xianxia and the first person to brag.
In the conscience of heaven and earth, she has not killed anyone.
The decisive battle on the Qinhuai River was a complete victory, and the two fine wines of Mingyue Restaurant and Xia Ke Xing became the standard of Xia Ke culture.
How can you be called a knight if you don't drink moonlight wine?
The easy-to-understand limericks have almost reached the point where they are well-known and familiar to every household.
Not to mention, Mr. Pei from Hedong also highly praised Mingyue Restaurant.
All the literati in the world went to great lengths to get a pot of wine brewed by Mr. Mingyue himself.
It can be said that in Jinling City, Young Master Mingyue has transformed into a new business elite, active among all classes, like a fish in water.
Although he was engaged in business, his words, demeanor, and brilliant achievements made him a guest in many people's homes.
If you don't come to Jinling, you're not a knight. If you don't see Master Mingyue dancing his sword or taste Master Mingyue's wine, then your trip is in vain.
In the lingering and melancholy Jinling City, the trend of chivalrous people is growing day by day, spreading new vitality and vitality to this ancient and gentle city.
Water flows eastward and leaves fall.
Mingyue Restaurant was at its peak in Jinling City. Sunge spread his hands, passed on his skills to the craftsmen, and became a hands-off shopkeeper.
Her wine-making skills are just for her own pleasure.
She stayed in the wine shop all the time, immersed in making wine, and she was afraid that she would die of suffocation.
From then on, the wine brewed by Master Mingyue was only given to those who were destined.
When Li Bai left Jinling City, Sun Ge was sleeping in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion on the Qinhuai River, sleeping in flowers and willows. He was drunk with singers and singers who were famous in the south of the Yangtze River and made countless literati linger around.
Now that the wine is ready, it’s natural to have the beauty’s idea.
Good wine and beautiful people complement each other.
The Mingyue Restaurant alone is not enough to make her position in Jinling City unshakable.
The two sides of the Qinhuai River are full of glamor and fireworks. It was built with rammed earth in Fanli and has lasted for thousands of years. It has long been a gathering place for singing, dancing, wine, women, literati, and high-ranking officials.
There are those who play on the spot, there are casual romances, there are conversations with close friends, there are also sadness and malice.
But no matter what, the Qinhuai River, which is extremely prosperous and extravagant, is a place that she cannot ignore when doing business.
In the world of mortals, there are very few women who are exempt from vulgarity and don't pay attention to appearance, let alone the romantic women who make a living by their beautiful bodies.
If you want to find her, then look for the most famous woman in the Qinhuai River.
Who makes her, Mr. Mingyue, have the heart to pity the beauty and cherish the jade? He can't bear to see that the woman's appearance is flawed, her beauty is old and her beauty is no longer beautiful.
How can beauties not flock to this ointment that has the effect of beautifying, nourishing, and anti-aging and wrinkle-removing?
To make money, Mr. Mingyue must be considerate of everything.
She would be heartbroken if she lost any money.
"Ayue."
The aroma of wine, endless singing and dancing, and lively and fragrant atmosphere make people look forward to lingering.
When Li Bai arrived, what he saw was a beautiful scene.
His Ah Yue's cheeks were flushed, and her brows were rippled.
Her hair was slightly messy, her eyes were blurry and misty, and when she raised her hand to drink the wine in the glass, she looked charming and charming.
His body seemed to be boneless, leaning against the beauty beside him, smiling coquettishly, like a prodigal son lying drunk in the arms of a beautiful woman among thousands of flowers.
The slightly raised corners of his eyes are even more intoxicating.
No wonder, his Ah Yue became the most popular guest of Qinhuai River in a short period of time.
Many qinglings who previously boasted of being an entertainer but not a prostitute couldn't wait to stay with Ah Yue and make Ah Yue a guest.
Her overly seductive temperament overshadowed the courtesans beside her.
Li Bai's clear voice seemed to be a wisp of breeze floating in the alcoholic atmosphere. Sun Ge, who was drunk and confused, suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then sat up straight.
Oiran lady, what is that?
Don't touch me!
At this moment, she is a scumbag who turns her back on others.
She admits it!
"Brother."
Sun Ge stood up, his steps staggering slightly, but his eyes suddenly became as clear as water.
She likes the relaxing feeling of being tipsy, but that doesn't mean she will get drunk.
The low and charming voice seemed to blend with the brightly lit Qinhuai River and the endless sound.
Li Bai pursed his thin lips tightly. Everyone in Jinling City said that Li Taibai spent money like water and money, was arbitrary, arrogant and arrogant.
What about reality?
He discovered that the flowers to play with depended on Ah Yue.
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