lord and beauty

After the young man led Tan Qiu and the others to the private room, he waved his fan and apologized. Jiang Beimu's expression eased a little, and he exchanged a few words with him, and the young man turned and left.

As soon as he opened the door, Tan Qiu was startled. There was a rockery sitting on the screen facing the door of Yajian, and a small pool was built under the mountain, in which several finger-sized koi swayed back and forth. There is agarwood flowing out, and the gauze curtains in the room are also made of real silk. In Tan Qiu's view, all these are no longer luxurious.

With such extravagance, there are not many people who can afford a private room without even thinking about it. They are either prepared for the people of the government or for the city lord's mansion.

The young man waived the money for Jiang Beimu without blinking an eye. If he can afford this private room, money is not the most important thing. I am afraid that status is the key, but most people with noble status think about it. I was invited here, and I won't come here in person, so it's normal for Xiaoer to not understand the key points.

When the young man appeared, Tan Qiu reckoned that it might be because someone wanted to open a private room, so he came here to check on the situation.

"Master, who is that man?" Tan Qiu followed Jiang Beimu into the room, and asked in a low voice after closing the door with his backhand.

"The young head of this restaurant, his father intends to hand over the family property to him, but he also has an older brother." Jiang Beimu looked around, found a soft chair and sat down, raised his chin towards Tan Qiu, and signaled He also sat down.

Tan Qiu heard the words and understood that this young master of the Wang family might also be fighting for the family property. Jiang Beimu had his back to the City Lord's Mansion, so he didn't dare to offend him.

Jiang Beimu saw Tan Qiu standing beside him in deep thought without saying a word, and did not make a sound to disturb him. He glanced sideways at the man standing by the window looking out, and subconsciously reached for the teapot on the side. Realizing that he had just drank a lot of tea, he coughed lightly, covered up his embarrassment and poured a cup of tea for Tan Qiu.

Tan Qiu was brought back to his senses by Jiang Beimu's light coughing, took the tea handed by Jiang Beimu and put it aside, hurriedly got up and pulled the man standing by the bed over, turned his head and smiled at the man Said: "This is my master."

Jiang Beimu nodded slightly as a greeting, and the man also nodded, with a hint of a smile in his words, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Jiang Beimu didn't come back, and the man didn't say much. Tan Qiu stood aside, blinking and kept going back and forth between the two of them, as if waiting for the next thing. Unexpectedly, none of the three opened their mouths, and the room was silent. The slight sound of the wind outside the window and the splashing sound of the koi slapping the water in the pool under the rockery.

"Cough...well, I don't seem to know your name yet." Tan Qiucai came to his senses, laughed twice, looked at the man and said.

"My name is Sam." The man replied.

"Sa?" Tan Qiu felt a little strange, "This surname is rare. My surname is Tan, and my first name is Qiu."

"Ancient dog Rong language, which means moonlight." Jiang Beimu found a comfortable position and leaned on the soft chair, his slender and powerful legs crossed, his tone was flat, but his eyes fell on Samu like arrows face.

Tan Qiu made no secret of his admiration for Jiang Beimu, "Master still knows these old sayings."

Samu laughed, his voice was low and melodious, Tan Qiu saw him slowly raise his hand, and took off the bamboo hat on his head.

This was the first time he saw Samu's face.

Samu has a wheat complexion, a handsome and deep face, a high nose bridge, thin lips, dark blue pearly pupils, high eyebrows, thick black hair that only reaches the shoulders, and a red rope tied behind his head , which is completely different from the gentle temperament in his conversation, full of unkempt wildness.

What's more eye-catching is the tattoo of a wolf's head that extends from Sam's right ear to his neck. The tattoo has only a few simple lines, but it can be seen at a glance that it is a wolf's head, and the wolf's head is surrounded by a circle. Unreal runes, presumably they are their native language.

Not surprised, Jiang Beimu lifted the other covered teacup with his backhand, filled it up again, and pushed his two fingers towards Samu.

Samu took off his hat, as if breaking free from some shackles, stepped forward and sat opposite Jiang Beimu, tilted his head sideways, pointed to the tattoo on his neck to Tan Qiu, and said with a smile: "With this, it's inconvenient to show your face. "

"Thank you very much." Samu didn't clasped his fists this time, instead he clenched his fist with one hand, touched his forehead first, then spread out his five fingers, clapped twice on his shoulder, and then bent slightly to salute.

This seems to be a special etiquette.

Tan Qiu smacked his mouth, this was the first time he had such a close conversation with a barbarian.But now it seems that there is not much difference between the Hu people and the Han people.

Jiang Beimu also followed Nasamu's movements and returned the salute exactly the same.

Seeing this, Sam laughed heartily, and said something in Quanrong language. Jiang Beimu's expression remained unchanged, and he also replied in Quanrong language.

Only Tan Qiu was in a daze, looking at Sam and then at Jiang Beimu.

"What are you talking about?" Tan Qiu couldn't hold back and asked.

"Just saying hello." Jiang Beimu let out a sigh of relief, not as happy as Tan Qiu had expected, as if nothing could cause any disturbance in his heart.

Just at this time the door was knocked lightly, Tan Qiu called people in, and saw a group of young servants entering with various dishes, bowing their heads very consciously, putting the dishes on the table and then leaning over to leave, only the The person in the lead, well dressed, Xu is the shopkeeper of this restaurant, and said kindly: "This is a gift from my young master, please use it slowly."

Jiang Bei murmured, and the shopkeeper smiled again and again, nodded and stepped back, closing the door again.

"Sit down and eat." Jiang Beimu whispered to Tan Qiu, then took the lead to pick up the chopsticks, put a lion's head in Tan Qiu's bowl.

Tan Qiu originally wanted to ask something, but when he saw that Jiang Beimu had picked up food for himself, he was busy holding the bowl and chopsticks and started eating, as if he was afraid that the food would disappear out of thin air in the next second.

"Your black dog, if I'm not mistaken, it should be Makino Xingyue." Seeing Tan Qiu eating happily, Jiang Beimu put down his chopsticks and said to Sam who was sitting opposite.

Samu smiled and nodded, "Yes, I didn't expect you to even know about Makino Xingyue."

"My father once told me." Jiang Beimu only explained a little, then poured himself a glass of wine, and slapped Samu from afar.

Seeing this, Samu didn't push much, he sat down and drank a glass of wine, and said: "It's a coincidence, to meet someone from the same clan in Sifang City, your father must have been a warrior on the grassland."

"What is Makino Xingyue?" Tan Qiu ate the lion's head, his cheeks swollen and moved, and he couldn't help asking when he saw the two of them playing charades.

Seeing that Tan Qiu's bowl was empty, Jiang Beimu took another chicken leg.Tan Qiu's heart was in full bloom, when did Jiang Beimu pick up food for him, but in front of others!

Seeing Tan Qiu's bright eyes, Jiang Beimu couldn't help but want to laugh, so he put his hand on his chin to barely cover the smile on his mouth, and replied, "Makino Xingyue is the descendant of the White Wolf God in the dog Rong myth. , is also the most valiant dog breed on the prairie, its nature is very violent, it has only one master throughout its life, and it will only obey its master's orders."

"Then why is it called this name?" Tan Qiu asked vaguely.

"Because of this kind of dog, it is said in the legend that chasing the stars and chasing the moon can run non-stop throughout the day and night. The huge sky and the grassland echo each other. The bright moon and stars are just like sheep on the grassland. Dogs chasing the stars and the moon are like humans herding sheep."

Seeing that Samu had explained, Jiang Beimu didn't say any more, and only nodded slightly when Tan Qiu cast his eyes curiously.

"There are only two types of Makino Xingyue dogs, pure black dogs and pure white dogs. The black dogs are Shepherd Stars, and the white dogs are Chaser Moon." Jiang Beimu interjected at the right time.

Tan Qiu first said "Oh" in a drawn-out tone, then he thought of something, and suddenly said to Samu: "I remember you seem to have a white puppy, is that also Makino Xingyue?"

Samu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of scorn in his movements, but he was not surprised that Tan Qiu would ask such a question, and replied with a smile: "Yes, but unfortunately it is not my dog. I was entrusted by someone to come here for it." Looking for the master."

"Speaking of which, I have something to ask." Samu turned his head and murmured to Jiang Bei who was muttering: "I don't know if you know, where is the son of the grassland warrior A Rantuo? I got news that he is here In Sifang City, unfortunately I have no other clues, I want to give him this white dog, because it is a dog inherited from his father's line."

"A Rantuo?" Hearing this name, Tan Qiu felt it was very unfamiliar. This Sifang City was a prosperous place for Han people, and no one would use a nonsense name.

Jiang Beimu's eyes moved slightly after hearing the name, and he picked the chopsticks lightly with his fingers, then shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."