Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"What is this old man doing sitting here?"

"Scholar, why do you talk too much?"

"What do you mean, barbarian?"

"Hey, hey, both of you, don't say a few words!"

"..."

A few people walked into the tavern. These five people had been here a few days ago, and they were Gongsun Yu and five people.

As soon as Gongsun Yu entered the door, he shouted: "Brother Zhang, here I come again!"

Zhang Ming froze for a moment, with a smile on his face.

The tavern... finally became lively.

PS: resume update tomorrow

Chapter 35: The Scholar Writes Poetry

A few people that I would hardly meet in normal times met all of them today, and the tavern was no longer as deserted as it used to be.

The more people there are, the more humane they will be. This is what a tavern should look like, Zhang Ming thought.

Gongsun Yu saw that there was still a person standing in front of the counter, chatting with Zhang Ming, but he was an unfamiliar face, so he asked, "Who is this brother?"

Zhang Ming said: "Drinkers are friends."

Gu Qingshan bowed his hands to Gongsun Yu as a greeting.

Gongsun Yu arched his hands, and the four people behind him watched without interjecting. Basically, Gongsun Yu took the lead outside, and the four of them followed suit to eat and drink.

"What happened to those two people outside the tavern?" Gongsun Yu continued to ask.

"Two people?"

Gu Qingshan looked out the door in doubt.

He saw a stooped old man sitting on the steps, which he had never seen before, so he was a little puzzled.

Zhang Ming shook his head to show that he was fine, and said, "Wherever he wants to sit, what do you care about?"

"Uh...Okay." Seeing this, the two people didn't ask much.

"What kind of wine?"

"Bring me a pot of plum blossom wine, how about you?" Gongsun Yu turned his head and asked the four people behind him.

"Plum blossom wine."

"Of course it's plum wine."

Except for Liu Yihan who didn't speak, the other four ordered plum wine.

Seeing this, Gongsun Yu asked, "Yi Han, what are you drinking?"

"I..." Liu Yihan looked up, not understanding why Gongsun Yu wanted to ask himself, and since he asked, he had no choice but to answer, "It's the same."

"Five pots of plum blossom wine."

Gongsun Yu gave the silver, and then they sat down.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Gu Qingshan frowned at the figure sitting on the doorstep. He always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

After Zhang Ming brought the wine to Gongsun Yu and the others, he returned to the counter. Seeing Uncle Zhang who Gu Qingshan had been staring at the door, he asked, "What are you looking at?"

Gu Qingshan came back to his senses, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that the person looks familiar."

"Then maybe you've seen him before. This person is a practitioner at the Grandmaster level." Zhang Ming said.

"Oh?"

Hearing what Zhang Ming said, Gu Qingshan thought about it. In his own impression, there were not many such people, and after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out who this person was.

"Looking at you like this, I guess it's your illusion." Zhang Ming shook his head and said.

Gu Qingshan didn't think about it when he heard this, nodded and said: "I guess so, brother Zhang is drinking."

Zhang Ming took out the gourd and clinked glasses with him, and took a sip.

A white-haired man was lying outside the door of the tavern, and an old man was sitting on the steps beside him.

The old man stared at the trees beside the official road, moved his ears, and kept paying attention to the situation in the tavern.

The old man glanced at the white-haired man lying beside him, then turned his head and continued to stare at the trees beside the official road.

After a while, Uncle Zhang muttered: "Hey, this person has escaped, now it's interesting."

That white hair is very discerning, probably only old people like them can remember those people from the past.

As soon as there were more people in the tavern, there would naturally be more conversations, and Gongsun Yu's table talked the most.

There is no way, who said that scholars and barbarians are chatterboxes.

"This plum blossom wine is still delicious. I wrote a poem for this wine yesterday. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Hey, smelly scholar, as far as your poetic talent is concerned, it's better not to show it off."

"Stinky barbarian, can't you stop fighting against me!"

"That's not okay, I feel uncomfortable if I don't say a few words about you for a day."

"Hmph, I don't even bother to talk to you, a vulgar man."

"I think you can't tell me, hahaha."

"Stop arguing, brat, and listen to my poems."

"All right, all right, let me see what poems you can make." Wu Manzi chuckled, took a sip of plum blossom wine, and waited to see the scholar make jokes.

They don't know the level of Song scholars, poetry?Don't be funny, can you listen to his poems?

Song Shusheng cleared his throat and said, "Listen up!"

Gongsun Yu was a little helpless, smiled and listened to the scholar's poems, hoping that the poems he made this time can be listened to.

"Who cares about the past..."

"Yes." As soon as the first couplet came out, Gongsun Yu's eyes lit up, and he looked forward to it.

Gu Qingshan also looked over when he heard the sound.

Seeing this, Song Shusheng gained courage and continued to read.

"How about the plum blossom in the cup?"

"This wine should only be found in the sky..."

"It's a pity that I swallowed the jujube whole."

"Cough, cough, cough." Gu Qingshan choked on the wine, and quickly wiped his mouth with his hand.

"..."

People who listen to Song scholars reading poems have a black thread.

What kind of poem is this?The bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth, what do you call poetry?Oh no, you said it was a word?Is this also a word?

"How is it, how is it?" Scholar Song asked excitedly. In short, he thought he did a good job.

"Pfft." Jiang Rou at the next table couldn't help laughing when she heard Song Shusheng's words.

Song Shusheng searched for his reputation, saw it was a woman, and asked with a smile: "Hey, this girl, what do you think of Xiaosheng's performance?"

Jiang Rou turned her head, holding back her smile, and said, "Ah, the poem is pretty good, it's a good poem."

"Really, Xiaosheng thinks so too, hehe." Scholar Song said with a smirk, a little smug.

"Pfft." Jiang Rou couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

There's no way, she really can't help it, can't this person see how his poems are, it's too funny.

"Hahahaha." Wu Manzi let out a maniacal laugh, pointing at the scholar and laughing intermittently, "Smelly, smelly scholar, are you going to die of laughing, I am dying of laughing."

"Smelly man, what are you laughing at? I'm not good at writing this poem. You see, all the girls say that my writing is pretty good."

"Yes, yes, hahaha, you did a pretty good job."

Wu Manzi slapped the table and laughed. He shouldn't have hoped for the poem written by this nerd. Now it's over. It really is a bad poem. What is it about?

Song Shusheng was a little annoyed when he saw this, and he kicked it.

Wu Manzi was a little surprised when he saw it, he couldn't make up his mind, so he did it, sweating, I'm afraid I don't know how I got the name Wu Manzi.

Ever since, the two of them started arguing again.

Gongsun Yu smiled wryly, glanced at Xiong Wanwan beside him and said, "Sister Wanwan, the two of them really can't be free."

Xiong Wanwan smiled and said, "Then you still expect them to be quiet?"

"That's right." Gongsun Yu said with a smile.

Liu Yihan remained silent and drank his own wine, regardless of the two treasures of scholars and barbarians, as long as they didn't disturb him.

Gu Qingshan at the counter laughed when he saw this picture, and said to Zhang Ming beside him: "Brother Zhang, you are a really interesting drinker."

"Yeah." Zhang Ming nodded, his face was expressionless, who told him that he had facial paralysis.

Yu Linglong also covered her mouth and smiled, she felt that the tavern was very lively today, but it was still empty a few days ago.

Regardless, Xiao Qi kept staring at the grass by the wall.

Gu Qingshan chatted with Zhang Ming from time to time.

Yu Linglong and Jiang Rou were whispering between women.

The scholar and the barbarian were still fighting, Gongsun Yu and Xiong Wanwan felt helpless, and Liu Yihan was still the same dull gourd, silent.

Zhang Ming wiped his wine glass, watching the lively scene, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a little relieved.

He thought to himself, this scholar has indeed composed a good poem.

Chapter 36: The Demon Sect White Jade Xiao

Into the night

Liang Shurong woke up from his sleep and shook his forehead.

Still having a headache, he looked around stupidly, a little confused.

"Am I drunk?" Liang Shurong muttered, he couldn't believe it.

Looking back at the tavern, the plaque was above his head, and the tavern was still brightly lit.

The shopkeeper from earlier was sitting at the counter with a white cat on the table.

Liang Shurong vaguely remembered that he was a little drunk when he drank the first glass of wine, but after the second glass of wine, he didn't remember anything at all.

He slowly got up from the ground and patted the dust on his clothes.

"Ahem." Liang Shurong coughed softly, clutching his chest.

It's a little embarrassing to recall the past.

He looked at the shopkeeper of the tavern and thought, this shopkeeper definitely knows how good the wine is.

His majestic Bai Yuxiao was being teased like this, and if he said it, he would not lose his life.

"But that wine is really good."

Liang Shurong frowned. If ordinary people were drunk, he would have nothing to say, but it would be unreasonable for such a thing to happen to him.

Seeing movement outside the door, Zhang Ming at the counter looked up and found that it was someone who was drunk in the morning.

"Are you awake?" Zhang Ming blinked.

But he didn't say anything, he lowered his head and continued to stroke his cat.

"Woo." Xiaoqi squinted her eyes, she had to say that Zhang Ming's massage technique is really comfortable, and she can enjoy it very much now.