Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Zhang Ming nodded, Gu Qingshan thought that Zhang Ming agreed, who knew that Zhang Ming said next: "Oh, that's okay, it's the same when I throw you at the door later."

"..." Gu Qingshan laughed dryly and said, "I'm just talking."

Zhang Ming looked at him, there seemed to be something wrong with Gu Qingshan tonight, since that incident, he rarely got drunk with tourists, what happened today?

"What's so good about drunk tourists? Isn't it the same as generals?" Zhang Ming said.

Gu Qingshan waved his hand and said: "I'm just joking, Brother Zhang, don't take it seriously."

Zhang Ming didn't say anything more, the two clinked glasses and didn't say anything more after that.

Zhang Ming just stayed with him like this, if Gu Qingshan likes to drink, he can drink with him.

In fact, in Gu Qingshan's heart, generals are not as drunk as tourists.

It is true to want to drink tourists.

"Brother Zhang bids farewell."

Gu Qingshan got up and said something, walked to the door and looked up at the dusk in the sky.

Xiaoqi under the eaves of the tavern raised his head with sleepy eyes, glanced at Gu Qingshan, and fell asleep again.

Seeing Gu Qingshan lower his head and glance at Xiaoqi, Zhang Ming seemed to give a wry smile, and then walked out of the tavern.

Zhang Ming walked to the door.

The white-clothed swordsman on the official road walked unsteadily towards Jian'an City.

It was very lively today, but the swordsman didn't seem to feel the excitement, he just tried his best to cater to everyone, and said a few words if he had nothing to do.

Everyone thought he was the funniest person, but no one could understand his helplessness.

As the cool wind blew, Xiao Qi raised his head and saw that familiar figure standing at the door.

He jumped onto Zhang Ming's shoulder with ease, followed his gaze and forgot to go there, and saw that figure as well.

"Meow?"

Zhang Ming patted Xiaoqi on the head, and said: "Gu Qingshan is the one who laughs the most in the tavern, and he is the one who talks the most. Everyone thinks that he has no shortage of friends, but he is the one who lacks the most friends. "

Zhang Ming actually saw all these things.

Except that sometimes Yu Linglong would accompany him, Gu Qingshan usually comes alone, and when he leaves, he is still alone.

In fact, Gu Qingshan is not idle, but a little lonely.

In the past, the young master had a friend who accompanied him to drink in Chang'an Huamanlou, but that person left, and maybe he would never see him again.

Young master is still drinking now, drinking the best spirits, but there are some differences.

When the young master came, he was alone and drank with several people, but when he left, he was still alone.

People who are free and easy by nature also have pitiful places.

Xiaoqi didn't understand, it just glanced at Gu Qingshan's back, then turned his head away.

For Xiao Qi, there is nothing more comfortable than sleeping in this world.

.........

Zhang Ming returned to the tavern, thinking about writing something

Take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, everything is ready, but I still don't know how to write.

"Forget it..." Zhang Ming put down the pen in his hand, Lianzi didn't know what else to practice.

It's all about loneliness being contagious, and it seems to be.

Compared with Gu Qingshan, Zhang Ming seemed to be inferior to him, at least Gu Qingshan lived a free and easy life.

Zhang Ming smiled wryly, shook his head and stopped thinking about these things, at least compared to before, he was considered happy.

"Why don't you write a biography." Zhang Ming stroked his chin and picked up a pen to write.

"Tavern Characters"

Maybe it's because of boredom, for Zhang Ming, it is very interesting to record the things around him.

[When I first met him, I thought he was a refined and easy-going young man. Who would have thought that he was just a poor gangster...]

"Wouldn't it be good to write like this?" Zhang Ming quickly figured it out, "The truth is the main thing, anyway, it's for myself to read."

He wrote these things just to record a person.

From the first time he met Gu Qingshan to the big and small things in between, Zhang Ming wrote it down from beginning to end. He only knows Gu Qingshan best, and he can't find anyone else to write it down.

Once this is written, there is no end to it.

Xiao Qi was a little hungry, and seeing Zhang Ming writing something meticulously, he seemed to have forgotten to eat.

"Meow." Xiao Qi rubbed Zhang Ming's hand to remind him that he was hungry.

"Huh?" Zhang Ming came back to his senses and glanced outside.

It's getting dark, and I don't know how long I've been writing.

Looking down, he saw that there were two big sheets of paper in total. He wrote them in small characters, but he didn't expect that there were so many.

Zhang Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and muttered, "Why do you have so many things to do? You haven't finished writing so much."

This is Gu Qingshan who is talking about, and the two big sheets are not finished yet, at least there must be more than a thousand words. This is also the first time Zhang Ming has written such a long article.

"Meow!!" Xiao Qi made a fuss, it was hungry.

Zhang Ming looked down and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Meow." Xiaoqi looked at him pitifully, wasn't he hungry, he was almost starving like a dog.

Zhang Ming touched his chin and said, "Xiao Qi, you can't do this. You used to be able to find food by yourself, but now you can't even find food."

"..." Xiaoqi was speechless, and he came again, this person started again.

Zhang Ming saw Xiao Qi's impatient look, so he continued: "Isn't it? When I adopted you, you would go to the mountains to find food in the morning. If I prepare it there, you are lazy. "

"Meow." Xiaoqi protested, how can it be.

"You can't go on like this, you will degenerate."

"..." Xiaoqi lay down on the table, well, it gave up, why is it so difficult to eat, and this guy, who kills people and wants to punish him, is too abominable.

……

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ps: Ask for a ticket!Please!

Brothers, please, give the little one ten thousand dollars! !

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Evil forces swept across the universe, and the war of planes began.

Su Ming came here upon summoning and got the ability to create the game world.

Devouring other planes can give Su Ming extraordinary abilities.

So at the beginning of the game, with a loli goddess with silly white and sweet double ponytails, Su Ming began to lead the players on the glorious road to the universe.

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This book is also known as [How to develop a GM who is qualified to squeeze out players] [This main god is obviously weak but pretends to be too strong]

Elements: Behind the scenes, online dating, I who love you.

Chapter 115: No one is cleaner than you

In the evening, Zhang Ming turned off the lights of the tavern and prepared to go upstairs to rest with Xiao Qi in his arms.

"Knock knock."

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Zhang Ming thought he had heard it wrong, but the door was knocked twice more.

Xiao Qi in his arms had already fallen into a deep sleep, and Zhang Ming didn't intend to open the door anymore, but just whispered to the outside: "The tavern is closed, come back tomorrow for a drink."

"knock……"

The knocker didn't say a word, and the knocking stopped.

Seeing that there was no sound outside the door, Zhang Ming felt a little weird when he thought about it. Normally, no one came to drink at this hour, and this person only knocked on the door without saying a word.

After carrying Xiaoqi to the bed and covering him with the quilt, Zhang Ming picked up the oil lamp on the table and went back downstairs.

Zhang Ming glanced through the crack of the door. There was indeed a person standing outside, but he couldn't see clearly in the dark.

If it were elsewhere, Zhang Ming would indeed feel a little guilty, but this is a tavern, and few people could embarrass him.

"Squeak."

Pushing open the door of the tavern, Zhang Ming also saw the whole picture of the people outside.

The old man was hunchbacked, dressed in rags, his face was covered with dirt, and he was carrying something wrapped in oiled paper.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ming asked with a frown.

The old man Hu was taken aback. He seemed to feel that he had disturbed Zhang Ming. He immediately lowered his head as if apologizing, "...Good man, the old man beat the good man to rest."

"Good man?"

Hearing this address, Zhang Ming couldn't help being taken aback, but soon he realized it.

"Wait... Are you the one who left two copper coins?" Zhang Ming said.

The old man Hu seemed a little happy when he heard this sentence, and said quickly: "It turns out that the good man still remembers me, the old man."

Zhang Ming glanced at the old man, he was much thinner than before, he was dressed in tatters and straw sandals, and he is still the same now.

The old man Hu was shivering in the cold wind outside, Zhang Ming saw it and immediately said, "Come in and talk."

"No, no, no, the old man's body is pickled for fear of dirtying the good man's place." Old man Hu shook his head quickly, handed the thing wrapped in oil paper to Zhang Ming, and said, "Old man, I'm here to thank the good man for taking him in that day." Yes, although it’s not a good thing, please kind people accept it.”

"Come in first." Zhang Ming looked up at him, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he pulled old man Hu closer to the tavern.

"Hey... good man, good man, this..."

Old man Hu didn't want to go into the tavern, but Zhang Ming forced him in, and Zhang Ming invited him to sit at the table all the way.

"You sit down first, I'll go and light the lamp first." Zhang Ming ordered.

"This..." Old man Hu didn't know what to say, he just disliked how dirty he was.

A few oil lamps were lit, and the tavern was much brighter.

Old man Hu looked left and right, and remembered the scene when he first came here, it was still exactly the same as that time, nothing had changed, except that there was more wine smell in this tavern.

Zhang Ming took a stack of peanuts from the inner room, took out two jugs of wine, and sat down.

Old man Hu was about to stand up and salute when he saw him, but Zhang Ming pulled him down.

"Sit."

Zhang Ming pushed the peanuts and the wine in front of the old man, and said, "Eat something and drink a pot of wine to warm up your body."

"If you can't make it, you can't make it."

"No money."

"That's not okay, good man, I'm just a beggar, old man, so I don't need to be entertained like this."

The old man Hu was very awkward, his whole body was stiff when he sat there, he didn't touch the wine, he didn't eat a peanut, he just sat there like that.

Zhang Ming had no choice but to stop persuading him.

"Why don't you come during the day? Come at this time."

"I'm afraid... I'll disturb good people."

"Then are you living in Jian'an City now?" Zhang Ming asked.

The old man Hu replied: "In the words of the good man, the old man is getting old, and his legs and feet are inconvenient. No one is willing to take it. Now he can only live by begging in Jian'an City."

"Are you full?" Zhang Ming asked.