Li Zongping stayed in Qian Mansion until nightfall, and Qian Wuliang treated him warmly.
The most expensive wine, the most expensive tea, and the best cooks from Yuanyang House in Lingcheng were all invited. In addition, Qian Wuliang did not hesitate to spend huge sums of money and specially invited a dozen beautiful girls from the art workshop.
They are dressed in peerless beautiful clothes, their faces are like jade, and they are like flowers in a fairyland, exuding a charming fragrance. They were like elves at the banquet, dancing lightly and gracefully, making the entire Yuanyang Tower more dazzling. This time, Qian Wuliang spent a lot of money and was not stingy. He spent all his two years' salary on this feast.
Normally, Qian Wuliang would be so heartbroken that his blood would flow all over the floor, but this time he was not stingy at all. In this Ling City and even the entire Ling Continent, there are many people who are eager to make friends with the city lord Li Zongping, but they have no chance to meet him.
But now, the Qian Mansion finally has this opportunity, how can it give up so easily? Being on good terms with the city lord meant finding a way out for himself, and the Qian family's position in Lingcheng and even Lingzhou was also consolidated.
Besides, both Qian Wuliang and his eldest son Qian Cheng are destined to eat the royal food. If they don't make good friends with the city lord, how can they achieve their wish?
In other words, Qian Wuliang’s background was not glorious.
Once, he was a farmer living in a remote area of the country. When he was young, he boasted that he had learned boxing for several years. He traveled across the country, formed gangs, and frequently caused street fights.
It wasn't until he met Mrs. Qian that he caught up with the opportunity of a new life.
The two left their hometown and came to Lingcheng to start a new life.
Although he had no background, only martial arts skills, and no business skills, he resolutely joined the Lingcheng Guards and has been doing this for more than 20 years.
The dinner party lasted the whole night and gradually dispersed at about 5 o'clock in the morning.
The city lord Li Zongping walked away, and tranquility once again fell in the Qian family's mansion.
The people under the maid were busy, walking back and forth in the house, carefully tidying up the living room that had been messed up by the banquet.
On a lonely night, Qian Tu sat alone on the eaves, staring at the crescent moon above his head. The silver moonlight fell on his face, reflecting his lonely and sad look, as if the whole world was dim.
He closed his eyes gently and relied on his memory to once again outline the figure of his third brother, like a mysterious phantom, flashing in his mind. He sighed, stretched out his trembling hand, and picked up the wine gourd.
"Time flies. Tomorrow is the annual Lingcheng Temple Fair. Now it is almost forgotten. I still remember when I was a child, you liked to take me to temple fairs. I would buy you a lot without hesitation. Sugar-coated haws, your mouth is filled with sweetness, but unfortunately, your father scolds you..."
Talking to himself, his voice was full of tenderness and longing. He couldn't help but laugh, and there was a hint of bitterness in that smile, as if he was helpless at being abandoned by the years. He raised his head and took a big sip of wine. The cold wine slid down his throat, flowed down his esophagus and into his stomach, turning into a warm flame that burned his internal organs, driving away the coldness in his body.
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The first ray of sunshine in the morning falls on Lingcheng, awakening the lively atmosphere of the city. Today is the annual temple fair, and Lingcheng ushered in a lot of noise and excitement. Various stalls and hawkers are vying for position on the street. A dazzling array of products are neatly arranged, and various hawking sounds come and go, intertwining into a lively market symphony.
Not only that, various folk acrobatics are also taking place in the streets and alleys. Thrilling performances such as chest-breaking boulders and monkey tricks wrapped in fire rings are one after another, attracting countless people to stop and watch. At the lively temple fair, there was endless laughter and laughter, and people lingered, immersed in the joy of this festival.
There is an endless stream of people in the market, and tourists happily blend in. They either rode horses and galloped along the long streets, or roamed on foot in the alleys, or rode horses and danced gracefully. The young men and women are dressed in gorgeous clothes, elegant and graceful. Their smiles are as bright as flowers and their brows are affectionate, exuding youthful vitality and confidence. They enjoyed all this to the fullest, with joy and prosperity in their hearts, and the entire Lingcheng was bathed in an atmosphere of joy.
Qian Tu received a beautiful invitation. He looked at the handwriting on the invitation and frowned slightly. This was an invitation from his childhood friend. It said that he hadn't seen him for ten years. He had some free time recently and wanted to get together at the Mandarin Duck House. Qian Tu stared at the invitation, thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his lips. He already understood in his heart.
It has been half a month since he returned to Lingcheng. If they really wanted to meet, why did they wait until now?
In Lingcheng, what spreads the fastest?
News of course!
I'm afraid that the Lord City Lord's visit to the Qian Mansion yesterday has been known to everyone. The purpose of these so-called playmates coming to him today is not pure. They just want to pursue his interests.
Qian Tu originally planned to refuse, but Qian Wuliang persuaded him to go. After all, people in the world always have some friends, whether they are sincere or out of interest, use them as much as you can, and you still have to think about yourself in everything.
Mrs. Qian even prepared a pair of brand-new clothes for Qian Tu. They were made of fine fabrics, extremely exquisite in workmanship, and expensive.
Qian Tu wore brand new clothes, sat on a tall horse, and came to the most luxurious restaurant in Lingcheng - Yuanyang House.
This restaurant is located in a prime location in Lingcheng. There is an endless stream of customers every day, the flow of people is surging, and the business is extremely prosperous. Moreover, Yuanyang Tower is close to the river and is located in an excellent place to enjoy the scenery.
Qian Tu dismounted and lightly threw the reins to Yi Cheng.
Just at this moment, a man dressed as a rich man stood at the door and waved to him, shouting loudly: "Brother Zhongzhi, this way!"
He looked up and saw that the man was Hong Yun, the eldest son of Lingcheng Zhenwei Escort Bureau, commonly known as Jinbao. He has been a fat man since he was a child, and now he is even stronger as he grows up. Muscles are faintly visible under his clothes. He can be described as a flexible fat man.
"Haha, brother Zhongzhi, long time no see!"
Hong Jinbao ran up to him with a smile, patted his shoulder, then put his arms around his neck and said, "You have become more and more handsome in the past few years. You are like a tree in the wind, with extraordinary temperament!"
Qian Tu smiled symbolically.
Soon, he brought Qian Tu to the third floor, and the entire floor was covered.
As soon as he came in, five people stood up and greeted him with smiles.
"Brother Zhongzhi, long time no see!" they said.
To be honest, except Hong Jinbao, Qian Tu couldn't recognize anyone else.
"Hey, he's a skinny monkey!" Seeing Qian Tu's hesitation, Hong Jinbao pointed at one of the elegant rich kids and reminded: "Zhongzhi, have you forgotten that he was always the one who was bullied when he was a child?"
Qian Tu laughed dryly, "How could I forget it? I didn't expect you to become so elegant, Shouhou. I really didn't recognize you."
"And this, he is a Chunsheng. He was dark when he was a child, but now he has become white and feminine."
Hearing Hong Jinbao's teasing, Chun Sheng raised his voice and pretended to be a woman and responded: "I hate it!" His voice was like goose bumps on his fingertips.
Qian Tu was also a little embarrassed. Chun Sheng had a neatly trimmed beard at the corner of his mouth. He should have smelled like a man, but his face was extremely pale. If he looked carefully, he was actually covered with a thick layer of foundation.
Whether it's his posture, eyes, or those pretentious orchid fingers, the word "sissy" comes to the mind of the first person who sees him.
Later, Hong Jinbao introduced several others, Dayong, Qitian, Monk...
After a round, Qian Tu took his seat, and soon a maid came to wait on him.
Through the railings, they could easily see the large painting boat next to them. The famous prostitutes singing and dancing on the boat also became a unique scenery.
"The temple fair day is the most lively every year." Hong Jinbao said with a smile, "Look, the prostitutes on the painting boat are also extremely enchanting."
"Huh huh huh, you stinky men know women all day long. If Brother Zhongzhi hadn't come today, I wouldn't be with you." Chunsheng had a shy expression on his face and complained in a coquettish voice. A woman with slender hands exudes a charming aura. Although he was a man, he spoke like a sissy, which was really unbearable.
Immediately, he turned to Qian Tu and said, "Brother Zhongzhi, you are a famous figure in Lingcheng now. Tell me, what have you experienced in the past ten years?" He raised his head, and everyone's eyes also turned to Zhongzhi, curious. A look bloomed on their faces.
"Yes, we want to know too." Everyone agreed.
Qian Tu smiled faintly, like a bright moon rising slowly, and said: "I bid farewell to Lingcheng and went all the way south, passing through the northern prairie, roaming the mountains and rivers, visiting the snow-capped mountains and the east sea, and finally arrived in the Western Regions..." Qian Tu's The tone is melodious and steady, like a wise man talking about the past and the present.
The eyes of everyone present sparkled with curiosity. They listened with interest, as if hypnotized by Qian Tu's story. However, Qian Tu did not mention the matter of knocking on the gate of immortality, after all, it was still too far away for them.
After telling the story, Qian Tu elegantly picked up the tea cup, took a sip of the fragrant tea, and then said lightly: "It has been ten years since I returned." His eyes swept across everyone's faces, leaving a faint thinking.
"Shall I go? You can run further than me!"
Hong Jinbao shouted in surprise, "And why did you go to Dongzhou? As far as I know, it is a barbarian land, remote and barren. Moreover, it is rumored that monsters are rampant and very dangerous."
"Hey, fat man, do you also believe in monsters?" The thin monkey, a frail scholar, laughed, "The sages once said that all monsters originate from the human heart."
Hong Jinbao curled his lips disdainfully, "Tch, you scholar knows nothing. I have followed my father all over the world for so many years, and I have encountered countless strange things. Therefore, we in the industry have some tricks, and there are also taboos in the wilderness. I know. My father’s knife was bought from a seller at a high price and was used to ward off evil spirits. I remember that a few years ago, on the way to Nanning, we were stopped by a Wong Tai Sin in the middle of the night. When we were on our way, it asked us directly if it looked like a human or a god. As a result, my father pulled out the knife and shouted loudly, you look like a basket! The Wong Tai Sin was so scared that it dropped its legs and ran away!"
