Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"The shopkeeper bid farewell."

Shu Zihan turned his back.

That red dress, with the empty sleeves hanging down, made her walk out a little more chic.

The current Shu Zihan really looks a bit out of sorts.

It's just that he doesn't care anymore.

Shu Zihan felt relieved, that was his last concern, and now he let it go.

From now on, there will be no more romantic sons, and no more dreams of wandering in the rivers and lakes.

This time, he understood what love is, what romance is, and what rivers and lakes are.

These, all, are indescribable.

Zhang Ming opened the gold-thread folding fan, which was exquisitely carved with this sentence engraved on it.

——My lord wants everyone in this world to call me lord.

This is the oath that Shu Zihan made.

"Somewhat naive, but very real." Zhang Ming put away his fan.

That naive person has grown up, and he no longer wants the promise he made.

It's like people nowadays, when they were young, they always had their own ideas, but when they grew up and became sensible, they realized how naive they were back then.

[Chain Mission - Collection (Completion progress: 4.5/5)]

Seeing the notification sound from the system, Zhang Ming was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "It's still something to gain."

Zhang Ming went upstairs and put away the folding fan and golden hairpin. This was a dream of a person.

Two copper coins, a piece of jade pendant, Changqin Qingnan, mask waist plate, folding fan and golden hairpin.

Zhang Ming reached out and picked up the jade pendant, and said, "If I'm not wrong, then you can take the zero-five. It's been three months. I'm afraid the little Taoist has forgotten you."

In the ruined temple outside Qingzhou City.

Holding the silver in his hand, Xu Yi raised his head and looked at the bright moon through the broken tiles.

The talkative young man was no longer by his side.

.........

I don't know where outside Jian'an City, there are three tombs without tombstones.

The visitor stopped in front of these three tombs.

The man stood in front of the grave and looked at it for a long time.

A sigh.

He took out the gourd at his waist, opened the wine cork, and poured it down with his hand. The wine fell on the ground in front of the three graves and seeped into the ground.

Gu Qingshan sat down cross-legged, looking at the three graves in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

What is buried in the grave is not anyone, nor an old friend, but three swords.

Three iron swords.

Gu Qingshan looked at the first tomb on the left. He spent all his savings to buy this sword. When he returned from seeing the world, his body was covered with rust, and he was buried here.

In the second grave, he held an iron sword and worshiped in the army back then. It was not a good sword, but it stayed with him day after day and night, and when he returned, his body was covered in rust.

In the third grave, the buried sword was accidentally broken and buried here.

Every sword here is Gu Qingshan's broken dream.

In the early years, he thought that the chaos of the world would bring peace to the world, but unfortunately he was wrong and buried the first one with his own hands.

The defeat in the officialdom made Gu Qingshan understand that he is not a civil servant, if given the chance, he still wants to be a general, this is the second.

Re-entering the arena, seeing all the world affairs in the arena, and understanding the sorrow of the arena, this is the third one.

Gu Qingshan's courage is getting smaller and smaller, he dare not fight anymore, he has already lost three times, if he adds another one, he doesn't know what he will look like.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Gu Qingshan said out loud.

"Life is not bad now, there is good wine every day, but it's a bit boring. Although I was thinking about those things, I still didn't have the guts. I, Gu Qingshan, am sorry for you, and forgot my original intention..."

Gu Qingshan paused, closed his eyes and sighed, and said: "You were also my dream..."

Gu Qingshan suddenly felt that his life was a failure.

He no longer has any thoughts about official affairs, nor is he interested in Jianghu affairs. He wants to be a general in the battlefield, but he has no chance.

What a failure...

Chapter 148: The Little Taoist's Diary

For some reason, Zhang Ming always felt that something big happened today, but it was very ordinary, as if nothing happened.

Some people seem to have lost something, some people seem to remember something.

If there is a chance, Zhang Ming would like to ask.

Zhang Ming closed the door of the tavern, took an oil lamp and went upstairs, opened the window, and looked up at Mingyue.

"The sun will still rise as usual, and the tavern will still be open." Seeing that the bright moon was gradually covered by clouds, Zhang Ming regained consciousness and closed the window.

Xiao Qi is lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, everything in the outside world seems to have nothing to do with it, it thinks its life is just sleeping.

The world is immutable, and perhaps it is not immutable.

However, what does it have to do with Zhang Ming?

.........

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[On September [-]th, I was down and out and met my good brother Gu Qingshan in Jian'an City.

Good brother Gu Qingshan took me to Goulan to listen to the music.

Goulan is really a wonderful place. It’s the first time I’ve entered this kind of place. The girls inside are proficient in everything. I really like it here.

I was chatting with my good friend Gu Qingshan, he suddenly mentioned something like a diary, I became interested for a while, Pindao decided, I also want to write a diary. 】

[September [-]th, worrying about a penny of tea money, it’s really hard for me, this world is really hard for people, the master asked me to find my brother, and I haven’t even seen a person until today, alas, good I want to go to Goulan to listen to music. 】

[September [-]th, I still couldn’t find my brother, but I finally found a job. God knows, and I found a tael of silver on the way. 】

[September [-], Goulan listening to music. 】

[September 21st, Goulan listening to music. 】

[September 25th, the money was spent, and I couldn't find a penny of tea money. 】

【September 26th, Gu Qingshan came to me and saw that I was miserable, so he lent me four taels of silver. He really is a good brother, and he will repay double in the future. After that, I took Gu Qingshan to Goulan to listen to the music. 】

[September 27st, Goulan listening to music. 】

[September 28st, Goulan listening to music. 】

[September 29th, Goulan listened to music. Today I looked through my diary a few days ago, and I found that I seem to only listen to music. This seems a bit bad, so I plan to never write a diary again. 】

In front of Gu Qingshan sat a person wearing Taoist robes, and on the table were the diaries written in the past few days.

Gu Qingshan put down the paper in his hand, twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his head to look at him, and said: "Listen to music?"

"Ah?" Han Yu was slightly taken aback, "Let's go."

"..."

Gu Qingshan looked at him speechlessly, and suddenly felt some regret for taking him to the Goulan to listen to the music.

Aren't you a Taoist, why do you know how to go to the Goulan to listen to music every day?

"Did you forget something?" Gu Qing Shan raised his eyebrows.

"What's the matter?" Han Yu scratched his head, wondering, "Didn't go to listen to the music today?"

The corner of Gu Qingshan's mouth twitched, and he said in a strange way: "Why didn't I realize that you were such a person when I was on the mountain."

"Ah?" Han Yu didn't understand what Gu Qingshan meant.

Gu Qingshan went up to pat him on the head, and said: "Is it so fun in the Goulan?"

Han Yu chuckled and said, "That's for sure, those girls can speak well, it's interesting."

"Aren't you a Taoist priest? Why do you like this kind of thing? Don't you know that?"

"Can't you?"

"Then how about I go back and talk to your master?"

"Ah, don't, Brother Gu, you are my own brother. If Master finds out, he will not beat me to death."

Gu Qingshan looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a while.

This little Taoist is called Han Yu. He met him when he was traveling in the Taoist sect. His words are very interesting. If he hadn't met him in Jian'an City, maybe this kid would have become a beggar.

Who knew that this guy had nothing else to do except listen to music.

"Come back to business, have you forgotten the business?" Gu Qingshan said.

Han Yu waved his hands and said, "How can I, I've been looking for it for several days, but I haven't seen my senior brother yet."

"Where do you usually find your senior brother?"

"On the way to Goulan, and on the way back."

"..."

Gu Qingshan was completely speechless, what is it all about.

"Didn't you learn Taoism? You have no means to find someone?" Gu Qingshan looked at him, wondering if this little Taoist priest came down the mountain to be lazy.

"I've made a fortune teller, and the hexagram shows that senior brother has indeed come to Jian'an." Han Yu said with absolute certainty.

"came?"

"Yes."

"Just came here?"

"Uh...um."

"Then what if he came to Jian'an and left again?"

"I don't know about that. I'm not very good at divination, so I didn't figure it out."

"..."

Gu Qingshan admired him extremely, the people of this sect really know how to handle things, Han Yu said that he lost it himself, and looking for someone else, it is really strange.

"You can really do it." Gu Qingshan said while supporting his forehead, and then he patted Han Yu's shoulder and said: "I guess your senior brother is not in Jian'an City anymore, I haven't seen any Taoist priests before."

"Then what should I do!?" Han Yu was shocked, if he couldn't find his senior brother, wouldn't he be cold.

"Look slowly, I can't help you." Gu Qingshan said.

"Ah..." Han Yu let out a long sigh and lay down on the table thinking for a long time.

Gu Qingshan looked at him, seeing Han Yu was worried that he would not be able to find his senior brother, thinking that he still had a little conscience.

Who knows that Han Yu suddenly stood up, and said righteously: "Then I won't look for it, anyway, I can't find it by myself."

Gu Qingshan was stunned when he heard this, he quickly pulled him down and asked: "Don't look for it? Then what are you doing?"

"Tick the bar to listen to the music."

"..."

There were three black lines on Gu Qingshan's forehead, he got up and slapped his forehead coldly: "Can't you think of something else, I really don't know how I know you..."

I saw Han Yu with a serious face, muttering something in his mouth: "Wuliang Tianzun, Gu Shizhu, this is the fate between you and me."

"You don't pretend to me, I don't know you yet? If you can look like a Taoist priest, you really have seen a ghost." Gu Qingshan pouted.

Seeing that she was exposed, Han Yu scratched her head and smiled foolishly.