beg for chivalry

After a while, the waiter brought the wine and cup beans, and then put out a few bowls of egg custard, chicken kidneys, cold lotus root slices and peanuts to go with the wine.The famous Haijin wine "Tang Xia Mian" is served in a square porcelain jug. The lid is not lifted, and the fragrance is overflowing. It is like a spring breeze, and the new rain is empty.

Seeing the wine coming, Jin Wu, who was just about to grab the man in white, finally managed to settle down, and just cast an annoyed glance at him before sitting back in front of the case.

After pouring out the wine, he did not do obeisance. He held the ear of the cup and raised his neck, and then poured the wine from the belly of the cup into his mouth.

Tangxiamian really deserves the reputation of twenty thousand dollars. Before Jin Wu took a bite of his mouth, he felt drunk rising from his viscera. of crude things.

He couldn't help thinking that the assassins would gossip about the affairs of the world during the night watch at Tongle Temple, and when they talked about Haijin, they would definitely mention the famous Tangxiamian wine.But everyone sees that he is not even old enough to tie his hair, and they don't talk to him about the affair of the wine shop.

Jin Wu had already drank a few cups, but the man in white was hesitantly staring at the earcup in front of him, wondering what he was hesitating about.

"Why, wasn't it you who said you wanted to drink?" Jin Wu touched his cheek, which was a little hot, maybe he was a little drunk.

The white-clothed man wondered: "This wine...is a little too big."

Seeing that this person was very coy, Jin Wu thought it was a bit funny that this person would come here to drink even though he was a small drinker.But he still had no expression on his face, he beckoned to the waiter and pointed at the man in white. "Give him a smaller drinking vessel."

The waiter agreed, and after a while brought a small porcelain white bowl.

But the white-clothed man still said with distress: "I still feel that... I can't drink it all in one gulp."

Jin Wu was almost pissed off by his coy look, and said, "Whoever drinks alcohol doesn't want to sing and go wild, why are you pushing back and forth, just like a shy girl?"

The swordsman in white said seriously: "Because this is the first time I have come to the wine shop, and it is the first time to drink alcohol. I dare not drink like a cow drinking water, I can only taste it carefully."

Jin Wu snorted coldly, he could hear the man in white laughing secretly at him for drinking like water, reckless.But he himself felt that no matter how expensive the wine was, it would pass through the intestines.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt something was wrong, "Drinking alcohol for the first time?" Jin Wu couldn't help frowning.It's the first time I'm going to drink Tangxiamian, could it be that this person is really here to blackmail me?

The man in white didn't feel ashamed, and said solemnly: "Exactly. Every person will have a first time..."

Jin Wu just wanted to sigh now, and he called the waiter again: "Bring this man a pot, the smaller the better."

The waiter asked confusedly: "Guest officer, how small a cup do you want?" The two ordered him to run around, but up to now they haven't exchanged for a cup that suits them.The waiter couldn't help being dumbfounded in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it clearly.

"It's so small, it's so small, the mouth of the cup should be thinner than the tip of a needle...Damn it, it's fine to drink less than him, go and go."

Jin Wu talked nonsense, and finally waved his hand.His pitch-black eyes squinted sideways, like a sharp edge, and the church attendant was terrified, thinking that although this guest official was a good-looking guest, he was too hostile and offended.

So this time a blue and white glazed cup was placed on the table, and the man in white picked it up with two fingers, took a few drops of sake from the spout of the crooked pot, and then carefully brought it to his mouth to sip a little.

It really is not "drinking", but "tasting".If you are impatient, you will be suffocated by this man's drinking posture: according to this way of drinking bit by bit, you don't know when you will drink a bucket of wine.

And the man in white took a sip, and coughed suddenly, and he could almost see the redness on his face through the white gauze.He spit out the wine that had flowed down his throat, and said in surprise after he finished spitting: "It's so spicy, how can you drink it?"

The man in white was about to cough and spit out after taking a sip, but he couldn't swallow a single drop of Tangxiamian.Jin Wuyi just stared blankly at first, and then his eyes flashed fiercely, and he jumped up to grab his skirt.

"You just vomited all the wine worth twenty thousand dollars?" Jin Wu stared at him incredulously, with a bit of annoyance in his usually indifferent voice.

The man in white looked at the small cup in his hand, and said with a sincere smile: "It's only one cup, I should only drink a hundred dollars." He groped in his bosom, and found a copper coin.

I saw the man in white take Jin Wu's hand clenched into a fist, untie his fingers one by one, and carefully put the copper coin in his hand, and finally raised his head and grinned: "I only have one penny left on me. I asked the young master on credit, and the remaining 99 cash will be paid back at another day."

Jin Wu kept his expression on the face, but in fact he was so angry that he wanted to punch the swordsman in white on the bridge of the nose.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, threw the copper coin downstairs, and said coldly, "Who cares about your hundred coins?"

If there are assassins from Houtianlou present, they must be surprised: their black-clothed Rakshasa, conceited and frivolous young master who has always been regarded as a blood-bladed ruthless young master, will now be attacked by a strange knife who has never met before. The customer was furious.

Seeing that he lost the copper coin, the man in white moved to the edge of the railing in panic and looked down, saying: "My lord, you are not rare, but I am rare!"

This person's behavior is quite unreasonable: since he came to drink the most expensive wine in Haijin, he wanted to beg for the money from the local ruffians. It's like a person who is sincerely looking for trouble.

Since seeing this person, Jin Wu felt more and more irritable.He said: "Since you have never drunk before, why do you come here to drink?"

The man in white said solemnly: "I heard that in order to become a hero of the rivers and lakes, you must first know how to drink. The more you drink, the more powerful you will be."

Jin Wu squinted at him: "...Among those who drink, there are fewer heroes and more drunks."

The man in white took his lead and said: "A person who drinks may not be a hero, but a hero is always drinking." He stroked his chin and said, "I tried it today, and then I realized that 'wine' is a torture. Sigh , spicy and spicy, how can you drink it? Therefore, those who can drink alcohol are fearless, and can withstand the burning punishment of the throat."

Jin Wu didn't say a word, but he didn't stop holding the cup ear, and in a blink of an eye, he drank a few more bowls of wine, frowning as if drinking water, and looked at the man in white in shock.

In the end, Jin Wu wiped his mouth with his sleeve indiscriminately, threw away the wine glass, and said lightly: "You are the one who said you want to drink, and you are the one who said you want me to accompany you." He raised his eyebrows and said. "What exactly do you want?"

Tang Xiamian couldn't get him drunk, but his brows were stained with wine.A thin layer of mist appeared on Jin Wusu's usually pale face, and the corners of Feiyang's eyes were smeared with a drunken light red, and the sharpness was restrained, revealing a bit of agility.

The water curtain was flowing, the light mist filled the air, and the sparkling water seemed to be reflected in his eyes, making the blue color even more brilliant.The man in white stared at him blankly, then murmured suddenly.

"...It's really similar."

Jin Wuyi tilted his head, but he didn't hear clearly.

The swordsman in white coughed lightly, and put away his dazed look just now.This time he picked up the wine cup, forced himself to take a sip, and said. "Looking at the young master's appearance, I will always think of someone."

Jin Wu sneered and said, "Don't worry, you and I have never met before."

He reckoned that even if he had seen it, he would have seen some unlucky Houtianlou assassin.Who told Zuo Zhuzhu to prefer his face, making all the assassins in Quanqi Tianlou look exactly the same.

The white-clothed man spoke to himself. "The reason I left Haijin this time is to find that person."

"It sounds like you're not from your hometown." Jin Wu said absent-mindedly, he was stretching out his chopsticks to pick up the chicken kidney, and stuffed his mouth full when the other party wasn't prepared.

"I've been in the northwest for a few years, but I haven't seen him for a few years." The man in white smiled happily, but there was a bit of sadness in his laughter.Caught off guard, the white-clothed swordsman said, "—if he hadn't been killed by Houtianlou."

Hearing the word "Houtianlou", Jin Wu's heart sank suddenly.

He was holding the chopsticks to pick up slices of lotus root in the dish, and with a flick of his wrist, he almost dropped the dish and the chopsticks.When I raised my eyes to look at the person on the other side of the wine table, I felt like two clear eyes were cast under the gauze. They were obviously gentle and gentle, but they were as cold as the ice and snow of Tianshan Mountain.

The man stared at his wrist.Jin Wu was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he had calluses on his wrists, which were worn out by the arrows that had been tied to his arms all year round.When he wanted to withdraw his hand, it was too late, the man in white gently pressed his wrist, and smiled with a good temper.

"My lord... are you from Houtianlou?"

Jin Wu's eyebrows trembled uncontrollably.

The white-clothed swordsman's hands were as hard as ice. He never thought that this man, who seemed gentle and kind, could be so cold and hard.

"how you said that?"

The swordsman in white twisted his wrist, said. "Young Master has calluses on his fingers and wrists, obviously someone who is familiar with hidden weapons. The pulse condition is vain, as if he has suffered a serious injury." The man said with concern, "I see that your injury has not healed yet, are you okay now? "

The words sounded gentle, but Jin Wu only felt cold-hearted. The man revealed all his details just by looking at him.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong: Could it be that this white-clothed man provoked those hooligans and invited himself to drink in this private room just to find out whether he was from Houtianlou?He did help Sanniang once when she was bullied before, maybe the man in white witnessed him performing kung fu at that time.

It seems that this person's background is not simple.Not only is it not easy, but it is also a difficult master to deal with.

So Jin Wu simply slapped the bowl and chopsticks, broke away from the man's hand and stood up abruptly, and suddenly reached out to untie the skirt of his clothes.

The man in white was startled by his actions, and hurriedly covered his eyes and said in a panic, "What's the meaning of this?"

"You say I'm from Houtianlou," Jin Wu looked down at the white-clothed swordsman, "...I'll show you if there are any wishful lines on your body." His words were cold and harsh, showing his harshness.

Seeing that the young man in black was aggressive, the man lost his position first, waved his hands again and again and said: "No need! Please sit down, my lord. I am definitely not suspicious, but I am just looking for someone for a while, and I saw that you are wearing black clothes, so I can tell you something. It's ridiculous to talk nonsense."

Jin Wu glared at him, "You also know that this is nonsense! Well, you go to the street and try to catch someone shouting 'Hou Tian Lou Assassin', a hundred miles away from Dongchang, someone will immediately come to kill you .”

He gave the man in white a lesson, but he breathed a sigh of relief.If it was half a minute later and the clothes were loosened a little more, you would really be able to see a wishful pattern tattooed on his lute bone—it was carved by Zuo Buzheng with a knife, and then inscribed into his body with ink over and over again.

The man said softly with apology: "I'm really sorry, I will apologize to the young master."

Seeing that the man was rather uneasy, Jin Wuyi rolled his eyes, straightened his clothes, and sat down as if nothing had happened.He pretended to be careless and asked, "Is Houtianlou your enemy?"

"It counts." The man in white said slowly.

Jin Wu had already started stuffing food and wine into his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly. "Did they kill anyone?"

The swordsman in white still smiled gently. "…parents."

The boy in black blinked, and suddenly felt a little guilty: Isn't this a bloody feud.

That's great, he's drinking right now opposite the enemy's house.If he revealed his identity, the two of them might have to turn their heads and draw swords and kill each other at this time.

Unexpectedly, the man in white continued to count with his fingers, "And my master, fellow disciples... and all the benefactors are gone." His tone was relaxed, but every word sounded like needles weeping blood in Jin Wu's ears.Obviously there should be an unforgettable hatred, but this person's state of mind seems to be empty and desolate, with no complaints or self.

Jin Wu's expression was a little uncomfortable: "My condolences."

It felt strange for him to say this, but he really didn't know how to comfort people, and he didn't know what to say.

The man in white smiled slightly, but said: "Talking about the dead is just because I can't let it go. Even if there are thousands of hatreds, I can't bring the dead back to life."

Jin Wudao: "Then you left Haijin to seek revenge?"

"It's not about seeking revenge, it's about saving people." The man in white corrected him earnestly, and then asked again. "My lord, do you know where Jiading is?"

Jiading is thousands of miles away from Haijin.Jin Wu thought for a while and said, "It's far away. Haijin is in the north, and Jiading is in the Central Plains."

"I'm going to Jiading to save people."

Hearing this, Jin Wu reached out to pick up the wine glass, poured some wine by the ear of the pot, and said lazily: "It's so far away, I'm afraid it's too cold when you arrive."

He saw that the man was wearing only a copper plate, and the mountains and rivers were far away, and he didn't know how to save him, so he said, "Looking at your poor appearance, how do you get there?"

The man in white smiled and said, "Go even if you are far away, and go even if you don't have to worry about it. If you don't have a horse, you can rely on a pair of straw sandals. Even if your legs and feet are broken and you roll in the mud, you have to crawl."

Jin Wu felt a little funny when he heard the words, and his brows and eyes that were previously frowned slightly relaxed. "You really miss that person so much?"

"It can be said that I think about it day and night." The swordsman in white said seriously, "...I have been thinking about it for about four years."

"...Four years." Jin Wu sneered, "Who are you going to save in four years? They would have died a long time ago. Do you think that Hou Tianlou is willing to do good and good, and can provide your sweetheart with good food and drink?"

If it fell into the hands of ordinary thieves, he would have been tortured out of shape and died for four days, not to mention murdering ruthlessly, it can be called the worst Houtianlou in the world.

The man in white paused, but said with a clear smile. "If he is alive, he is naturally lucky; but if he dies, I will take him back to Jiading Mansion for burial."

"...that's his home."

The man murmured.In this sentence, it seems that the age has been miserable, and fate is impermanent.

For a moment, the green curtain danced, and the bleak autumn wind flowed into the four.The bustle of visitors, the shadows of dancing girls, all kinds of bustling scenes disappear like light ink, only to see this plain white figure sitting in front of the desk, as if a star has fallen from the world and is independent from the world.

These words are sincere, and no matter who hears them, they will feel sour: How many storms and waves does a person have to go through before he can regard grievances and resentments as ordinary?And how much affection do you have to use before you can go deeper and deeper without distinguishing between life and death?

Jin Wu looked at the person opposite, and stopped holding the wine jug.He suddenly felt that he was very far away from that person, obviously there was only a desk across, but the two of them seemed to be separated by a galaxy.However, he himself couldn't say what it felt like, he just felt a sudden tightness in his chest and a lump in his throat.

"Who is the person you want to save?" the black-clothed boy asked plainly, but his eyebrows were already lowered.

The swordsman in white didn't expect Jin Wuhui to be interested in this, he was slightly taken aback, and then smiled. "Speaking of which, the young master should know a thing or two."

Jin Wu thought, I have never met you, how do I know?He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the peanuts, chewing them loudly.

But the man's next sentence made Jin Wu choke suddenly, unable to breathe.

Because of this white-clothed humanity. "He is the Empress of Jiading Zhenguo General." He chuckled again, his words full of nostalgic smile.

"The name is Jinwu, and he is my...young master."

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From then on, the stomach pain relationship line_(:з

I'm sorry, it's really slow (Dogeza)