In the vast snowfield, a carriage is moving forward.
This carriage is quite luxurious.
First of all, the materials of the carriage are absolutely extraordinary. Even if a layman can't tell, they can at least tell that the pattern decoration on the carriage is absolutely exquisitely crafted.
Even the car windows are crystal mirrors, which not only transmit light but also block wind. In this world of ice and snow, it couldn't be more suitable.
The person pulling the cart is definitely a good horse, not only has great endurance, but also travels very fast in this ice and snow.
Soon, he caught up with another carriage in front.
This carriage was also traveling in the same direction, and the driver was a strong man with a mustache.
Hearing that a carriage was coming from behind, the strong man followed the sound, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, and his expression like a loyal dog wary of strangers.
The owner sitting upright in this luxurious carriage is naturally Zhao Mingyuan.
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
Ever since he got used to the behavior of the "Golden Young Master", Zhao Mingyuan could never go back. Fortunately, he no longer has to worry about money.
The snowfield was blank.
Two carriages, going hand in hand.
Through the car window, Zhao Mingyuan saw a middle-aged man in his thirties lying half-lying in the carriage opposite. He seemed to be drinking.
The most attractive thing is his strange pair of eyes, which seem to be green, like willow branches blown by the spring breeze, gentle and flexible, and like the sea water under the summer sun, full of pleasant vitality.
Naturally, not everyone can have such a pair of eyes.
Eyes are the windows to the soul, and with such a pair of eyes, its owner is naturally not simple.
He is none other than Li Xunhuan, known as "Little Li Tanhua", a living legend and a truly invincible existence in this world.
Zhao Mingyuan carefully planned this chance encounter just to meet him.
Now that I see the real owner, I can’t miss it.
Zhao Mingyuan then shouted: "Friend, the journey is lonely, why don't we come and have a drink together."
If it were anything else, Li Xunhuan might really not care. But when it comes to wine, we still drink together. Li Xun Huan's eyes seemed to light up and he immediately agreed.
The two carriages came to a slow stop.
Li Xunhuan suddenly noticed that the driver of the carriage opposite was an extremely young man. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, thin lips tightly pressed into a line, and a straight nose that made his face Looks leaner.
Li Xunhuan was sure that in a few years, this man would become a very charming young man.
But what Li Xunhuan paid attention to was not these, but the sword he wore on his waist.
This sword is thin and sharp, and has no quill. Although it is light but not dull, although it is thin but not brittle, it is hard yet soft, yet hard yet tough. Although this sword seemed crude and crude, it was definitely crafted specially for this young man.
Li Xunhuan got into the carriage of the carriage, only to find that it was so warm inside that the owner of the carriage didn't even wear cotton-padded clothes, but only a thin shirt, regardless of the ice and snow outside the window.
Li Xunhuan searched carefully, but couldn't find the charcoal fire.
Fortunately, Zhao Mingyuan saw that the other party was a little strange, so he explained: "It's not that there is no charcoal fire, but the charcoal fire is in the mezzanine of the carriage. This cuts off the air-conditioning outside, and there will be no smoky fire from the charcoal fire inside."
Li Xunhuan smiled and said, "This is a good method."
This is naturally a good method. But everyone knows that this must be very expensive.
However, the owner is obviously not short of money.
Zhao Mingyuan said: "My lord, Zhao Mingyuan, what is your surname? Although I have never seen him, I can tell at a glance that you must be a man who is well-read in poetry and books."
Li Xunhuan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard that he had read many poems and books. He guessed right. He had been a top student in high school, so hadn't he read many poems and books?
It's a pity that I have read so many poems and books, but I feel sorry for the ancestors of the Li family.
Speaking of having read poetry and books, Li Xunhuan couldn't help but look at Zhao Mingyuan in front of him, and thought to himself, this Mr. Zhao has a scholarly air, and he must have read poetry and books. He would never be wrong about this.
No matter how you look at it, Mr. Zhao doesn't look like a man from the world.
However, when he saw a sword inlaid with gold and jade hanging on the inner wall of the carriage, and thinking of the young man driving the carriage outside, Li Xunhuan became unsure again.
Although this luxuriously decorated sword looked very much like a scholar's sword, Li Xunhuan was certainly not a superficial person who only looked at appearance.
But after thinking about it, I realized that I also read a lot of poetry and books, so I was no longer surprised. No matter whether Mr. Zhao is a member of the Jianghu or not, what does it matter?
Li Xunhuan replied directly: "My surname is Li and my first name is Xunhuan."
He has always been an upright person and does not bother to hide himself. But I didn’t see the look of surprise on the other person’s face. Did I not know myself? Or maybe I already knew it.
Zhao Mingyuan smiled and said: "I have already guessed that it was Xiao Li Tanhua, but I didn't dare to confirm it yet. I didn't want to think that it was actually Xiao Li Tanhua in front of me. Disrespect! Disrespect!"
After saying a few polite words, Zhao Mingyuan quickly took out a jar of wine and patted open the seal, which immediately attracted Li Xunhuan's attention.
Zhao Mingyuan took out another pair of jade cups, filled two glasses of wine, and said: "Please!"
Li Xunhuan picked up the wine glass and sniffed it in front of his nose, then drank it in one gulp and said, "Okay! Thirty-year-old Zhuyeqing is indeed a good wine."
Zhao Mingyuan said: "Swords are given to heroes, and pink powder is given to beauties. Naturally, good wine should be given to people like Xiao Li Tanhua who know how to drink. Zhao doesn't have much of a hobby for wine. Mr. Li needs to drink more. ."
Li Xunhuan was not polite and drank one cup after another.
Although he didn't drink very fast, he almost didn't stop. Even Zhao Mingyuan was very surprised. Finally, Li Xunhuan stopped, but it was because he coughed violently.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingyuan said: "Drinking is harmful to the body, no matter how good the wine is, it should be done in moderation."
Li Xunhuan said: "I don't know how many people have tried to persuade me to quit drinking. However, I can't change it in my life. Ahem."
Soon, a small town appeared far ahead.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingyuan shouted outside: "A Fei, it's getting late, let's go to the small town in front to have a rest."
"Okay! Young Master." The young man named Ah Fei answered very cheerfully.
Zhao Mingyuan then said to Li Xunhuan: "Master Li, why don't we go to this town and have a few more drinks before we start our journey tomorrow."
Li Xunhuan does everything he can.
Soon, they arrived at the only inn in the town.
The inn in this small town was not big to begin with, but now it was full of travelers who had been blocked by the wind and snow, and there was not even an empty bunk left.
However, Zhao Mingyuan naturally wouldn't worry about this. He nodded slightly to Ah Fei and motioned for him to solve it.
Ah Fei understood what Zhao Mingyuan meant and seemed a little embarrassed, but he still said loudly to everyone in the inn: "Master Zhao will pay for all the expenses today!"
(End of chapter)
