Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 32 Meeting means destiny

"Two young masters, go slowly, come here often in the future!"

Not long after, Zuo Lingquan walked out of the gate of Xianzhizhai. The proprietress smiled and saw him off at the gate. A lot of things he bought, and those he couldn't take were all sent to Zuofu by the staff.

Zuo Yunting came out for a trip and scraped off such thick oil and water that the corners of his mouth almost reached the base of his ears. He took out a folding fan from somewhere and shook it, smiling and saying:

"Ling Quan, what else do you want to buy? I'll take you there."

Zuo Lingquan had already bought something and didn't want to be slaughtered as a fat sheep. He walked around for a long time and wanted to find a place to sit: "Brother Wu, do you want to drink?"

"Nonsense, you can call a man without drinking. Let's go, where are we going?"

Zuo Lingquan turned around and saw that Xinghua Street was not far from Linhefang, so he turned and walked towards Linhefang.

Zuo Yunting was just lazy and lazy, not stupid. On the day of choosing a son-in-law, he knew that Zuo Lingquan knew a wine lady in Linhefang. I got angry with Zuo Lingquan, who has a tough temper.

Therefore, Zuo Yunting knew where he was going, and he saw through it without telling him.

The two brothers walked on the street for about two-quarters of an hour before entering the gate of Linhefang.

Zuo Yunting, as the son of the third grade servant, is considered a top-notch young master in the capital, and he would not come to Linhe Wharf where there is a mix of three religions and nine schools on weekdays, so he was quite interested in taking a walk at this time.

Zuo Lingquan walked slowly, came to Linhe Street, raised his eyes and saw Tang Jingxun wandering in the wine shop. It's just that before he got to the vicinity, Zuo Yunting next to him suddenly said:

"Hehe! Ling Quan, look at that Jiang Hu man, riding a donkey, this appearance is really rare."

Zuo Lingquan looked in the direction pointed by the folding fan, and sure enough, he saw a man wearing a bamboo hat and a sword hanging from his waist standing on the bank of the small street. Views of the banks of the river.

In Linhefang, there is a mix of three religions and nine streams, and there are many people from the rivers and lakes. This dress is so common that Zuo Lingquan really didn't notice it just now.

They were not far away from each other. Following Zuo Yunting's opening, the Jianghu people over there seemed to hear the voice, and turned their eyes to this side.

Zuo Yunting's frivolous words just now were somewhat rude, Zuo Lingquan cupped his fists and said:

"I just said something offensive, please forgive me."

Zuo Yunting was born in a family of officials, so he naturally understands etiquette, just now he just thought that the other party couldn't hear it, and when he saw this, he clasped his fists in a dignified way:

"Offended offended, your Excellency looks like an expert, I was just curious."

The Jianghu man was dressed in gray linen and looked depressed. After he glanced at Zuo Lingquan, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Meeting is fate, and you don't care about it when you walk in the rivers and lakes."

Zuo Lingquan smiled heartily, raised his hands and clasped his fists in a quack salute, then turned and entered the wine shop.

It's just that Zuo Yunting next to him is naturally outgoing and familiar, and he is really interested in that donkey, so he walked up to him and looked at him curiously:

"Old strong man, you walk the rivers and lakes and ride a donkey, can you really run?"

The Jianghu guest smiled: "There is no end to the road, and sooner or later there will be a day when you stop, it doesn't matter if you go faster or slower."

Zuo Yunting pondered for a while, felt that this was nonsense, shook his head and said:

"Can this be the same? If you walk faster, you must run farther. Otherwise, why spend a lot of money on raising horses? They all raise donkeys."

Zuo Lingquan stood outside the door of the restaurant, and felt that the chat between the two was quite interesting, so he said:

"Sir, why don't you come in and sit down and talk? My treat is to apologize for my words and deeds just now."

Maybe the Jianghu guest was idle and bored, so he didn't refuse, left the donkey where it was, and entered the wine shop with Zuo Yunting.

Tang Jingxun naturally saw Zuo Lingquan approaching, with a strange expression on her face, she walked up to him quietly, and tugged on Zuo Lingquan's sleeve.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan followed Tang Jingxun to the back of the curtain inside the wine shop, and said in doubt:

"Sister Tang, what's wrong?"

Tang Jingxuan frowned and looked outside:

"Xiao Zuo, that old man just now was very weird. He suddenly came over on a donkey in the morning, sat in a wine shop and drank, and looked at me from time to time..."

Zuo Lingquan was slightly stunned. He didn't feel that the Jianghu guest looked like an old pervert. He frowned and said:

"Looking wrong?"

"No, his words and deeds are very decent, similar to yours, but his eyes are not as soft as yours, which feels weird. You finally got rid of him, and you recruited him again... forget it, forget it, You are a visitor, so just pay more attention."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, said no more, took out a small box from his sleeve and handed it to Tang Jingxun, then raised the curtain and walked out.

Tang Jingxuan was thinking about things and subconsciously raised his hand to take it. He didn't realize it until Zuo Lingquan left. He looked down and saw that it was a box of beautifully decorated rouge.

? !

Tang Jingxuan's eyes narrowed, and her random thoughts disappeared in an instant. She raised her head quickly and wanted to say something, but when she saw Zuo Lingquan had gone out, she quickly stopped talking and stamped her feet shyly. She didn't know where she was thinking. …

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The small streets along the river are filled with the aroma of wine and the bustle of the market is endless.

At the small wine table by the window, the Jianghu guest took off his hat and put it on the table, revealing his long gray hair tied up. Although his whole body looked gloomy, his eyes with crow's feet were as deep and clear as a cold pool under the moon. , at first glance, he looks like a man who has traveled a lot.

Zuo Lingquan came out from behind the curtain, put a pot of warm wine on the table, sat down opposite, and asked with a smile:

"What is your name?"

Jianghu Ke looked calm and spoke hoarsely:

"Just call me Lao Lu. What do you call me two little friends?"

Zuo Yunting sat between the two of them. Perhaps he was aroused by the aroma of the wine. He picked up the jug and poured a bowl for all three of them. He said with a smile:

"My name is Zuo Yunting, and this is my cousin Ling Quan, who is also known as the 'Two Heroes of the Zuo Family' in the capital. Looking at Mr. Lu's dress, he doesn't look like a local. Have you just arrived in the capital?"

After listening to Tang Jingxun's words, Zuo Lingquan naturally cared about this and raised his eyes to observe the other person's expression.

Unfortunately, Lao Lu had no expression on his face at all. He always wore a plain smile. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip before saying:

"He's from outside. He just arrived this morning."

The Great Dan Dynasty is very closed, with only one pass in the north, so "outside" generally refers to the north in the Great Dan Dynasty.

Zuo Yunting held the wine bowl and asked curiously:

"Beiya County?"

"It needs to be outside."

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised when he heard this. Going further north from Beiya County, he would be outside the customs.

The Great Dan Dynasty was closed but self-sufficient, with only a few merchants from outside. It was extremely rare for a Jianghu person to come to the capital from outside the country.

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment and asked:

"Mr. Lu is a practitioner?"

Lao Lu shook the wine bowl and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"My little friend, do you think I look like you?"

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment - practitioners cultivate themselves all the year round. As long as they cultivate a little bit, they will look different, mainly in their energy and spirit. The most intuitive example is Wu Qingwan, who is the same generation as Jiang Yi's mother, but she looks different. More tender than a girl of cardamom age.

As for the old man in front of me, he looked sullen and half-footed was about to go into the ground. He really didn't have the appearance of a practicing person. Even if he was a practicing person, he probably had a low level of cultivation and his deadline was approaching...

Zuo Lingquan thought so in his heart, but before he could respond, Zuo Yunting next to him smiled and spoke first:

"Like, Mr. Lu's appearance makes him look like the kind of top master who hides himself in the city. Hmm... Among practitioners, he should be called the 'Old Monster of Immortal Gate' and 'Ancestor of the Immortal Family'. I heard Mr. Shu say Yes. If you are a serious person in the world, who would lead a donkey around? Only an expert would do such a thing to gain fame, right, Lao Lu? Hahaha..."

After saying that, he raised his hand and patted Lao Lu hard on the shoulder...

(End of chapter)