"That's good."
Yang Lin readily agreed and was not polite. He picked up the Fenjiu on the table and smelled it. A low-quality sour smell hit his nose.
He frowned, beckoned and called: "Waiter, didn't you just say that you have old Huadiao? It's shipped from Jiangnan. Just go to that one and remove the wine. How long have you kept it?"
"Yes, sir, wait a moment."
Guo Jing looked at Yang Lin with some admiration: "This big brother is so awesome. Just now, the little brother said that this drink was purchased five years ago. It can't be sold anymore and he gave it to us to drink. I didn't expect that you didn't even think about it." Take a taste, smell it and you’ll notice it.”
"His family is a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River. He is used to enjoying the things he enjoys every day, so he can smell it." Huang Rong teased, "Huadiao is good, it's softer, but this Fenjiu is a bit alcoholic when you drink it, and the taste is not very good. I can’t even eat anything.”
"What did you say just now? You are so happy." Yang Lin waited until the drinks came up, filled a bowl for each of them, and asked with a smile.
He found that Huang Rong's face was already flushed beneath the dirt. It was obvious that she had drank too much.
As for Guo Jing, he was beaming with joy at this time and looked extremely excited.
Even the presence of himself as an uninvited guest did not dampen his excitement.
Huang Rong chuckled and said, "This elder brother told a lot of interesting things about his time in Mongolia. He herded cattle and sheep, rode horses, shot eagles, played rabbits, and hunted wolves every day. It was very fun..."
"That's really fun, shooting eagles? This brother's archery skills are really good. The eagles fly high in the sky, they are agile and fast. If they are not expert archers, they can't even shoot a hair.
Oh, the magic archer in Mongolia is called Zhebie. It turns out he is a Zhebie. Come on, let’s drink. "
When Yang Lin heard this, he praised him a lot.
He knew that a girl like Huang Rong, who had grown up alone on an island since childhood, yearned most for traveling around the great rivers and mountains, and she must have loved the grassland life of horseback riding and archery.
After hearing that there are so many interesting things, she must be interested.
When Guo Jing talked about this, he seemed to be following his advice.
Then I remembered that in the future, Huang Rong would pack up all her yearnings and stay in Xiangyang, never having the chance to go out for a walk, until...
Thinking of this, and looking at the two people alive in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little sad, and drank another bowl of wine.
"My archery skills are not bad." A hint of Hao Ran flashed across Guo Jing's big black face, "Actually, I can't hit the target every time, especially once, I saw a pair of very powerful white eagles. , flying too fast.
That time, with the help of the Taoist priest, I also caught two small white eagles. Now they are almost grown up and can carry people flying in the sky..."
At this point, Guo Jing realized that he had spilled the beans and quickly covered his mouth.
I took two bites of the food in a disguised manner.
Huang Rong was listening with fascination when Guo Jing suddenly stopped talking. She was a little anxious, "What's wrong with the eagle? But the old Taoist priest wants to take it back again? No way. The most famous Taoist priests in the world are from the Quanzhen Sect. He loves to wander around... If it were them, they would never take your white eagle."
"Ah, it was taught by Quanzhen. The old Taoist priest wouldn't let me say his name, nor would he teach me martial arts to anyone."
Guo Jing was very embarrassed and said.
puff……
Yang Lin spit out the wine in one sip.
This is not the same as what you said.
"Don't worry, just ask this little brother. In fact, it doesn't matter. No one will blame you."
Yang Lin comforted.
"Yes, this big brother, you don't know who the big guy is, his name is Lu Guanying, he is quite famous.
At the beginning of the year, in Jiaxing, one man killed Sha Tongtian, the Dragon King of the Ghost Sect, and even escaped easily under the siege of Peng Lianhu, Master Lingzhi and the old monster Shenxian.
Later, Wanyan Honglie, King Zhao of the Jin Kingdom, was forced to flee back to Zhongdu in fear, not daring to stay in the Song Dynasty for a long time. "
"Ah, I heard from my masters that Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu are both top-notch masters in the evil way. They are very vicious. Are you okay?"
Guo Jing was in a good mood. The first thing that came to his mind at this time was not how majestic or powerful Yang Lin was, but whether he was injured.
I forgot that the other party was sitting in front of me and drinking, so he must be fine.
Huang Rong smiled and said: "Don't worry about the big man, he is very smart, and he has a group of lookouts under his command, so no one can catch him.
Later, I also heard that he went to the Quanzhen Sect and became a master of Yuyangzi Wang Chuyi. He must have become even more advanced in martial arts now.
By the way, the old Taoist priest you mentioned might be his uncle or something, so even if he said something wrong, it doesn't matter. "
Huang Rong was very well-informed along the way, and she paid careful attention, so she noticed the news that Yang Lin had released in advance.
Before Yang Lin went to Zhongnan Mountain, he was also worried about the situation in his Taihu Water Village. He taught some muscle and bone training methods in the Mingjin stage of Killing Boxing to several village owners, and let them choose After being passed down from person to person.
He ordered these people to spread the news that he was apprenticed to Zhong Nan.
Pulling off a tiger's skin to raise a banner is actually a last resort.
Yang Lin, the leader of Taihu Lake, no matter how powerful he is, is naturally far behind the Quanzhen Sect.
If they knew that he had joined the Quanzhen Sect, his family and subordinates would be safer.
Therefore, Huang Rong knew.
"I see, Brother Lu must have seen someone named Yin Zhiping from your Quanzhen teaching, right? He seems to be a disciple of Daochang Qiu."
At this point, Yang Lin noticed that Guo Jing's brows wrinkled slightly.
Obviously, the memory Yin Zhiping gave him was not a good one.
Yes, two years ago, Yin Zhiping went to the grassland on Qiu Chuji's order and competed with Guo Jing.
At that time, Guo Jing was definitely no match for him. He had not yet practiced the superior Quanzhen Internal Skills, and he was not enlightened.
"Yin Zhiping, that man has a bit of a bad character. I beat him twice some time ago."
"Yeah, that's good." Guo Jing immediately became happy. He didn't hide his feelings. He treated people well with all his heart and soul. If he didn't treat people well, he just couldn't do it all the time.
"Also, the person you mentioned who taught you internal skills and helped you catch a pair of white eagles should be my uncle, the master of Danyangzi Ma Yu. He was in the desert two years ago."
Yang Lin actually understood what Ma Yu was thinking.
Although the Quanzhen Sect are all highly moral people, everyone has their own temperament. If the situation gets bigger, they will naturally cause a lot of trouble outside.
As the leader, Ma Yu doesn't care much, but he doesn't care about anything.
He would quietly make up for it later, trying to make up for it.
For example, Changchun Ziqiu Chuji made a bet with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan. In his opinion, he went too far and was suspected of bullying.
However, the chivalrous reputation of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters is resounding throughout Jiangnan. Everyone knows about it, and the other seven are indeed worthy of this good reputation.
If the Quanzhen Sect fights such a person to the death and tears their faces apart, even if they win, their face will be disgraced.
No matter how you look at it, it sounds like the Quanzhen Sect is bullying others.
Of course Qiu Chuji would not think this way, but Ma Yu would think more...
Therefore, he quietly rushed to the desert and quietly taught Guo Jing powerful internal skills, hoping to make his junior brother lose a match.
You can't say he did something wrong in this way, you can only say that Mr. Ma is a good person.
Huang Rong, however, had a restless temper and was too curious about raising eagles. At this time, she interrupted: "Stop talking about long stories, let's talk about the white eagles. Didn't you raise a pair? This time If I don’t take it with me when I go out, will I starve to death if I leave it at home?”
"No, Youhua...someone will take care of him."
When Guo Jing finished speaking, he swallowed it again for some unknown reason. He felt a little guilty and did not dare to look into Huang Rong's eyes.
Yang Lin was secretly amused when he saw it.
In his heart, Guo Juxia was really immature at this time, and he couldn't even tell a lie well.
His eyes were wandering and his face turned red. Everyone could tell that he didn't mean what he said.
However, Yang Lin could see one thing.
Although Guo Jing is honest and upright, he is not stupid. He shows off his inner feelings.
He has been with the little Mongolian princess Hua Zheng Niwai since he was a child, and watched the little girl grow up.
If you say that he can't see the difference between a young girl and a young man, I'm afraid it's not that he is blind, but that you are blind.
What's more, Huang Rong's voice was clear and crisp, just like the first cry of an oriole.
Although his face is dirty, his teeth are as white as shells and his eyes are bright.
Especially when he laughs forward and backward, the snow below his neck will be exposed, which is as white as gelatin.
Well, Yang Lin doesn't want to know what Guo Juxia thinks.
Looking at the confusion in Huang Rong's eyes, knowing that this extremely smart little girl finally changed her mood due to some random interjection due to her own intrusive behavior, she decided to leave.
He was actually quite conflicted in his heart.
Facing the most wonderful woman in my memory, it would definitely be abnormal if I didn't have any thoughts of making up for my regrets.
However, as soon as he thought about the burning city and the husband and wife team who had resisted Mongolia for ten years, he lost all thoughts.
Regret is regret after all.
He picked up the wine bowl and said with a forced smile: "Here, drink a bowl of wine. I wish Brother Guo a bright future, and I wish Brother Huang Xian a smooth life."
After naming the two people's last names, Yang Lin drained a bowl of wine, turned around and left with a smile.
Find your horse and ride away.
Huang Rong rushed to the door in three or two steps, and saw Yang Lin's back disappearing into the distance.
I don’t know why, but suddenly I felt a little reluctant, and murmured: “Big man.”
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