Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Zhan Renxin stabbed his whole body, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. A group of men with weapons surrounded him, with a knife on his neck.

"Forgive...forgive...I don't want to die."

"Shut up!"

Zhan Renxin was trembling all over and tears were streaming down his face. He wanted to retreat but didn't dare, so he whimpered.

"I heard that you are a playboy? Are you a bastard worthy of being called a playboy?"

"Break your tendons and hamstrings, let me listen. You can only be a beggar in Jian'an City from now on. If you dare to run, hum."

Zhan Renxin fainted after hearing this, coupled with the fear in his heart.

When he woke up again, he was dressed in rags, messy, surrounded by beggars, and he was thrown into a beggar's nest.

"No, I don't want to be a beggar! Don't!" Zhan Ren was terrified and got up to escape from here, but he fell down halfway through and broke the tendon of his right foot.

The beggars around looked at each other and pressed Zhan Ren's heart to the ground.

"Who are you, let me go... let me go!"

"Look down on us?"

"beat him!"

There were miserable screams from the broken house.

At this moment, Zhan Renxin realized that he had been knocked into the abyss.

.........

Gu Qingshan sat on the fence of Zixing Pavilion, turned his head to look at Shu Zihan lying in the middle.

At this time, Shu Zihan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, which was worse than the time in the tavern.

"Still leaving?" Gu Qingshan asked, he really couldn't stand the smell of spices, and even felt a little sick.

Shu Zihan clutched his chest, slowly got up from the ground, and said out of breath, "Why, why did you strike so hard this time?"

Gu Qingshan laughed and said: "You ask me why you want to beat yourself up?"

Shu Zihan touched his face. Fortunately, there was no wound, so he was relieved. With the experience of the previous two times, there shouldn't be any problems this time, and he shouldn't lose his appearance.

"You, what are you doing?"

Gu Qingshan couldn't stand it anymore, he just kicked it when he walked over.

With a sound of "bang", this kick was solid, Gu Qingshan said cursingly: "I don't understand, why do you care about your face so much, a big man? The more you behave like this, the more I want to beat you up."

"What do you know!" Shu Zihan was not happy to hear this, and retorted, "This face represents me, Shu Zihan, the number one romantic in Xuzhou! Do you understand romantic? How can I live without this face?"

"Merry?" The corner of Gu Qingshan's mouth twitched.

As soon as he got closer to Shu Zihan, the smell of spices became stronger, and Gu Qingshan became even more angry.

"Get out, get away, just like a bitch, you'd better stop bothering me, otherwise it won't be as simple as beating you up."

Shu Zihan was kicked out of the Purple Star Pavilion.

Gu Qingshan curled his lips, there are tens of thousands of people in this world, although he has met a few disgusting guys, he really can't stand this person.

At first he thought it was a bit interesting, but now it's different, Gu Qingshan looks down on this person a bit.

Dress well, have a good face and then dress up, is that called romantic?This kind of pie can only be called pretending.

What is Merry, Gu Qingshan only thinks that Cao Changqing is called Merry by the shopkeeper.

This person named Shu Zihan has completely tarnished the word romantic.

Shu Zihan got off the Zixing Pavilion. Although he was beaten a little bit badly, he was not unable to walk.

"You actually look down on me." Shu Zihan clenched his fists angrily.

You can beat him and scold him, but you can't say he's not coquettish.

Shu Zihan never thinks that she is wrong, everyone has their own flair, and there is no need for others to judge.

Shu Zihan was walking on the street with disheveled hair and a bruised and swollen face.

Those around him all avoided him when they saw him.

Shu Zihan looked at the strange eyes around her, and felt a little uncomfortable. There were so many people on the street, and there was still a long way to go back.

"What are you looking at?" Shu Zihan shouted at the people around him.

Everyone stopped looking at it and turned their heads to continue walking.

"Hmph." Shu Zihan snorted coldly, just passing by a brothel, he walked in.

"Young master, please."

"Mr. Xu, it's been a long time since I've come. Please, please."

"Uh, this..."

The bustard of the brothel greeted him at the door, and was slightly taken aback when he saw Shu Zihan with disheveled hair, black nose, and swollen face.

But the gleaming gold clothes are not fake, but this appearance... this is being beaten up.

Shu Zihan took out an ingot of gold from his bosom, threw it to the old bustard, and said, "Call the best girl of yours, and remember, I'm not here today to vent, but to drink. Don't call me some whores."

Seeing the ingot of gold, the old bustard stared wide-eyed, and said tremblingly, "Okay...okay...my lord, come on, come on, please."

"Yes." Shu Zihan was led upstairs.

The old bustard no longer greets people at the door, what else is there to greet with this ingot of gold, serving this uncle well requires money.

The old bustard walked to the side room, shouted one by one, and explained the serious relationship with some of the guards by the way.

"Lan'er, come on, come on."

"What's the matter, mother?" Zhan Lanyu asked suspiciously.

"Here comes a rich son, Lan'er, you have to help mother with this, play a few songs well, the son is happy, and he will definitely not be stingy in rewarding money."

"But……"

"Hey, the young master said, it's just for drinking, don't worry, otherwise mom won't let you go."

Several singers entered the room with their zithers and musical instruments.

Zhan Lanyu and a few sisters saluted Shu Zihan, all of them were pretty, and they were not comparable to ordinary salt finger cooked fans.

Zhan Lanyu resisted in her heart. As the top card of Qionghualou, there is no need for her to come out to serve the guests. If her mother begged her, she would not come.

Zhan Lanyu looked at Shu Zihan, and when she saw the golden clothes, she understood why her mother asked her to come.

What's with the messy hair and bruises?

"I've seen your son."

"Huh?" Shu Zihan raised his head and asked, "Aren't you all singers?"

"Yes."

"Well, that's good." Shu Zihan thought for a while, and felt that he had to clean up after being beaten like this by Gu Qingshan, so he said: "Find someone to fetch a basin of water, and bring some wound medicine."

Chapter 130: Get your confidence back

Some combing.

Shu Zihan's previous messy appearance faded away, only a few bruises remained on his face. At first glance, this little face was quite handsome.

"Huh." Shu Zihan let out a foul breath, and closed his eyes. After being so familiar, he felt much more comfortable.

"Do you have daughter Hong here?" Shu Zihan asked.

With Zhan Lanyu as the top card, the sisters in this room naturally listened, so she had no choice but to stand up and say, "My lord, of course there are."

After a while, Hong, the daughter of a small altar, was brought in.

"Young Master, do you want to listen to the music?" Zhan Lanyu said.

"it is good."

With wine and beauties, Shu Zihan felt that enough was enough.

Zhan Lanyu picked up the pipa, and began to sing while playing, while another singer was playing the piano, and three or five singers played and sang together.

Shu Zihan poured wine for himself while listening.

Cup after cup,

Song after song...

Shu Zihan felt more and more uncomfortable as he listened and drank.

"This wine is not interesting at all." Shu Zihan sighed.

He came to this brothel just to have a clean place, but now that it's clean, he thinks more.

He didn't want to drink anymore, and turned to look at the singer who played the song in front of him, and asked, "What's your name?"

Zhan Lanyu held the pipa in his hand and replied, "Young master, just call me Lanyu."

Shu Zihan asked, "Miss Lan Yu, let me ask you, do you think this young man is romantic?"

"Ah?" Zhan Lanyu was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, "What kind of romance is the young master talking about?"

"Tell me, how many kinds are there?"

"In Lan'er's view, being romantic is about being talented and not being bound by etiquette, or that a man and a woman love each other."

"Well, then do you think this young master is talented and not limited by etiquette?"

Shu Zihan said that he didn't care about Gu Qingshan, but Shu Zihan still had to mention that the romance he pursued was very different from the romance that the world understands.

"Lan'er doesn't know." Zhan Lanyu shook his head and said.

"Why?"

"Lan'er is just meeting you for the first time, so I don't know how you are."

Zhan Lan'er lowered her head, did not raise her head to look at Shu Zihan, but just hugged the pipa in her hand and answered Shu Zihan's words.

Shu Zihan picked up the wine jar, raised his head and took a big gulp, the wine dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Shu Zihan threw away the jar of wine in his hand and said with a big laugh, "Haha, I am happy."

"Reward you!"

Shu Zihan put a gold ingot on the table, then got up and said, "I'll come to you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Shu Zihan left here.

Zhan Lanyu looked at the gold ingot, and quickly stopped Shu Zihan, "Master!"

"What's the matter?"

Zhan Lanyu got up, picked up the gold ingot, and asked, "Could it be that the young master rewarded you wrongly? Lan'er is just a singer."

"The most important thing I need is money, keep it."

Shu Zihan walked away after saying this.

Zhan Lanyu was a little dazed holding the gold ingot. It was a gold ingot that she couldn't earn in several lifetimes, and the young master rewarded her just like that.

.........

Waking up in the morning, Zhang Ming opened the door of the tavern, stood on the steps of the door and stretched.

Another day of leisure.

Xiaoqi kept tossing the rabbit next to him last night, which made him not sleep well all night.

Now there is still the sound of cooing and meowing in my ears, and the ghost is still there.

Fortunately, the cat and the rabbit are all tired, and they are still sleeping upstairs, only Zhang Ming gets up early to open the door.

Zhang Ming started to prepare breakfast. He boiled cabbage in clear water as usual, without much oil and water. He didn't even bother to buy it in Jian'an City these days.

After a while, Lei Hu came, he didn't want to stay in the tavern, so he came to the tavern every morning and left in the afternoon.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Ming asked.