Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Wan Chunhui touched his chin and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That makes sense."

"You still want to think about such a thing!?"

"..."

Chapter 51: What a coincidence

"Why are you here again?"

Gongsun Yu looked at the two people in front of him, feeling a little helpless, he and Gu Qingshan were having a good time drinking, did they finish the pot of wine so quickly?

Pei Yuan scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "Uh...Brother Yu, it's like this, I just want to ask where this wine comes from, just to ask."

"There is a sale ten miles outside the city, go find it yourself, don't bother me, go and go." Gongsun Yu waved his hand a little bored and drove away.

"Okay, I'm leaving now."

After Pei Yuan got the answer, he was ecstatic. Such a good wine is actually still sold, and this is a good profit.

Gu Qingshan clicked his lips, smiled without saying a word, it looks like there are two more regulars in the tavern.

Zhang Ming saw that he had nothing to do and it was getting late, so he said, "I'll go back first."

"Brother Zhang is leaving now?"

Gongsun Yu wanted to stop Zhang Ming. Jian'an City was his territory, so of course he had to treat him well.

Zhang Ming refused again and again, Gongsun Yu had no choice but to let him go.

After sending Zhang Ming to the door of the tavern, they didn't send him any more, and then the two went back to the private room, presumably for a drink.

After leaving Yuqiong Tower, Zhang Ming took a deep breath.

To be honest, he didn't like this kind of scene very much. Compared with it, he still wanted to sit at the counter of the tavern and be in a daze with nothing to do. It would be better if he had a small book to read.

Xiao Qi fell asleep in Zhang Ming's arms, snoring softly. This guy was smart, knowing that he would be beaten, he simply fell asleep.

The street was still as lively as before, with monkey performers performing while shouting.

The children around looked at these novel things with wide eyes, full of surprises in their eyes. Perhaps these will be the most beautiful memories of their childhood.

Facing the lanterns and candles, Zhang Ming returned to the inn with the sleeping Xiao Qi in his arms.

The whole Jian'an City seems to be busy, and there are many people eating and drinking in the inn, and there are not so many people in normal times.

This gave Zhang Ming a feeling of Chinese New Year.

Perhaps the purest things in an era are these.

Zhang Ming was a little interested for a while, and walked to the counter of the innkeeper, and asked, "When does the shopkeeper plan to close?"

The shopkeeper of this inn is a tall, thin, middle-aged man with sideburns. Although he is thin, he looks mighty, which looks a bit strange.

The shopkeeper of the inn counted today's entry, with a red face, and smiled: "It's still early, it's the third watch."

"Third watch? So late?" Zhang Ming raised his eyebrows. The third watch is between eleven o'clock in the evening and one o'clock in the morning.

"It's not too late, it's early. Other restaurants don't close all night. If I don't get old and can't stand it, I might not close." The innkeeper said.

Zhang Ming nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and went upstairs with Xiao Qi in his arms.

The local customs are different. There is only such a day for Qixi Festival, but in Jian'an City, it seems to be celebrated every night from the first day of July to the seventh day of July. Perhaps only Jian'an City can see such a scene.

Zhang Ming suddenly understood why the south of the Yangtze River is often called the Land of Love and Moon, and the people here are more pursuing life.

The lights are brightly lit every night, and people in the whole city are full of smiles all night long.

Farmhouses, merchants and tourists, no matter what kind of people they are, they all know the true meaning of life.

It's pure.

…………

dawn.

Everything is silent, the sky is getting bright, the night is about to disappear, and the morning light of dawn slowly wakes up the sleeping creatures.

Standing in front of the window on the second floor of the inn, Zhang Ming watched the red sun rise slowly, as if everything had come to life.

He thought about whether he should go back to the tavern today, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, anyway, he had to come to the reception that Yu Linglong said tonight.

Xiaoqi woke up from her sleep, stretched her belly upwards, saw that it was gray outside, so she continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

The white cat has its own happiness, but others don't know it.

Zhang Ming also has his own happiness, which others don't know either.

When the cool wind blew, Zhang Ming shivered.

He opened the wine cork, took a sip of plum wine, his body warmed up a lot, and slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air, releasing a faint white mist.

Recalling the confused self when he came to this world, Zhang Ming suddenly felt that maybe this place is not bad.

There is no hustle and bustle, a white cat talks with him, and all he has to do is sell his own wine.

"Let's go find something to eat."

Zhang Ming rubbed his stomach and wanted to go down to find something to eat, but he didn't know if there was anyone in the inn at this hour.

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into someone.

Liang Shurong was wearing white clothes, with the jade pendant and flute still hanging around his waist, his face was still as pale as before.

Liang Shurong stopped, was also taken aback, didn't say anything, just cast a glance at Zhang Ming, and then continued to walk downstairs.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, but after Liang Shurong left, he came back to his senses and muttered, "It's a coincidence."

I really didn't expect that I could meet acquaintances in any inn.

Zhang Ming closed the door and went downstairs.

Although the innkeeper was gone, Xiao Er came early, which also meant that he didn't have to go hungry.

"Hey, the guest officer wakes up so early." Er smiled and greeted him.

"Yeah." Zhang Ming nodded, and continued: "Xiao Er, bring me a plate of beef, and then you can come and have a plate of wine and vegetables."

"Okay, but sir, don't you want wine?" Xiao Er asked.

Zhang Ming patted the gourd on his waist, and said, "I brought it myself."

Xiao Er nodded, and then went to the back kitchen to get food.

Zhang Ming turned around to find a table to sit down, and then saw Liang Shurong, with a jug of wine on the table.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Boy, come here." Liang Shurong beckoned to him.

Zhang Ming frowned, and didn't know what Liang Shurong was asking him to do, but Zhang Ming was not afraid, so he walked over and sat with Liang Shurong.

"Why didn't the tavern open last night?" Liang Shurong poured himself a glass of wine and asked.

"Did you go to the tavern last night?" Zhang Ming asked calmly.

"What do you think?" Liang Shurong glanced at him.

He didn't want to go last night, but the drunken tourist kept appearing in his mind, so he planned to go out in the middle of the night to satisfy his hunger.

Unexpectedly, he missed it, and the tavern did not open.

"Then the next time I go out, I'd better post a notice." Zhang Ming took out a wine glass from the plate on the table, picked up the gourd and poured himself a glass of wine.

"What kind of wine is in your gourd?" Liang Shurong asked.

Zhang Ming raised his head and said, "Plum blossom wine, do you want it? Eight taels a pot."

Liang Shurong shook his head and said, "Forget it, this wine is too soft."

Zhang Ming didn't say anything when he heard the words, and took a sip of plum blossom wine from his wine glass.

The two people at the table fell silent, each drank their own wine, and no one spoke again.

Zhang Ming couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he asked, "Aren't you afraid of accidents when you come to Jian'an City alone?"

"Why are you asking this?" Liang Shurong said.

"just asking."

"Oh." Liang Shurong snorted, and then there was no follow-up.

"..." Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhang Ming didn't ask any more questions, since he wasn't familiar with this guy anyway.

Chapter 52: Four Guardians of Jian'an City

An oil lamp was lit in the dark room.

Sitting in front of a square table were four masked men in black hoods, each sitting in the east, west, north, south quarters.

In the room, there was no light except for the dimly glowing oil lamp, and the four pairs of cold eyes gave off such a cold light.

"It seems that some strange people have come into the city recently." An old voice sounded in the room, and it is unknown who spoke among the four people.

"You mean the lunatic 13 years ago?" the hoarse voice replied.

A gentle female voice suddenly appeared in the room and said, "It's just a cripple more than ten years ago. Are you still afraid of accidents?"

"But he is a member of the Demon Sect after all." The old voice appeared again.

The candlelight of the oil lamp moved slightly, and suddenly there was no sound in the room, and the eyes of the four men in black intertwined.

A magnetic voice broke the deadlock. The voice should be a young man. He said, "What does this have to do with us? We are not working for the court."

"Be careful anyway." The old voice continued.

The old man under the veil sighed, and he said, "Someone will come to replace me in a short time, so I'll say hello to you in advance."

After the old man finished speaking, the other three looked at each other without speaking.

The four have never met each other, and they never know who the other party is. It is even possible that their voices are fake, hiding in the darkness, and they don't know what they are guarding.

There was a sound of wind in the airtight room, the oil lamp was extinguished, and a faint smoke wafted up.

The room returned to darkness.

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Inside the inn

Xiao Er Duan brought two taels of beef and a plate of peanuts, Zhang Ming gave the money and he left.

Zhang Ming picked up two slices of beef with his chopsticks and started eating.

Liang Shurong was not polite, so he picked up a pair of chopsticks and started eating a piece of beef.

"I didn't say please." Zhang Ming said.

Liang Shurong chewed the beef and waved his hands: "Who said you invited me, I stole it."

Zhang Ming rolled his eyes and said, "If I beat you, I will definitely throw you out right now."

"It's a pity that you can't beat me." Liang Shurong smiled and continued to eat the beef and peanuts on the table.

Zhang Ming didn't understand what kind of person this Liang Shurong was. Sometimes he was aggressive, sometimes he was taciturn, and at other times he looked like a rascal.

"You are really a strange person." Zhang Ming shook his head.

Liang Shurong nodded. He agreed with Zhang Ming's words, "They all told me what you said, but they didn't know what you were talking about."

"Personality." Zhang Ming said.

Liang Shurong looked up at him, his expression was calm, and he didn't speak.

Turning around, he poured himself another glass of wine, stuffed two slices of beef, and chewed.

"What's your name, kid?" Liang Shurong asked while eating.

"Zhang Ming."

Liang Shurong nodded and continued to ask: "The old man should have told you about me."