Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

In the carriage that was going away,

Xiao Li took out a special white jade wine cup, and while pouring the wine, he carefully explained his judgment of the three people.

"Bai Dongjun? Interesting name!"

A pleasant voice like a spring hitting a stone sounded, and it was obviously a young woman.

After the words fell, the woman also drank the wine in the cup.

"Not bad wine~"

After tasting it, the woman said slowly, her eyes fell on the name on the wine cup.

Sang Luoshi

"Sang Luoshi? Countdown to the fall of Chaisang!"

"What a good name!"

The woman murmured, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face, making the whole carriage bright.

Suddenly,

The carriage stopped.

The coachman whispered outside the curtain:

"Miss, we have arrived at the Gu Mansion!"

When the woman heard it,

her smile became more intense.

...

In the Donggui Wine Shop.

After sending Xiao Li and others away, the door became deserted again.

However, although there was no one on the long street, the butcher on the opposite side was still chopping pork.

At the door, three people sat in a row, watching the small puddle on the ground slowly disappear.

Jun Lintian was still the same, lying down instead of sitting.

While Baili Dongjun and the white-clothed gunman were bickering and talking about Xiao Li and his group.

"They are obviously not from the Gu Mansion, but they are rushing here at this moment, obviously heading for the Gu Mansion."

The white-clothed gunman said affirmatively, and at the same time, his drooping eyelids slightly raised, glancing at the butcher chopping meat and the oil seller staring at the little Xishi on the opposite side.

"Also, this street is unusual!"

The white-clothed gunman suddenly lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard.

Baili Dongjun nodded, not quite understanding.

He was chopping meat without any customers, which really didn't seem like a serious person.

"So, this is to rob the Gu family of their money!"

Bai Li Dong Jun suddenly slapped his thigh and said with sudden realization.

This Longshou Street is right next to the Gu Mansion. As long as the connection between Longshou Street and the Gu Mansion is cut off, the Gu Mansion will be blind and trapped.

"Bah!"

The white-clothed gunman put his hand on his forehead and cursed unceremoniously.

"You call yourself the little tyrant of Qiandong City, but you only see the money."

"The Gu family of Jinqianfang is the leader of the entire Southwest Road. The huge wealth can make both the black and white worlds work for them."

"What is a mere money!"

"That's right! Problems that can be solved with money are not problems."

Suddenly, Jun Lintian's lazy voice interrupted.

The white-clothed gunman smacked his lips and gave a thumbs up.

"This is a brilliant remark!"

"I have been traveling around for many years, but I almost figured it out. Unfortunately, you got there first!"

I have never seen such a shameless person!

Baili Dongjun silently moved his butt and looked at his waiter who had actually stood up.

"Waiter, you finally understand how hard I work. Are you going to attract customers?"

Baili Dongjun was so pleased that he almost cried. It is not easy to be a boss.

Jun Lintian paused, a trace of shame appeared on his face, but then he replied seriously.

"Boss, it's raining! I'll go back to collect clothes first."

After saying that, Jun Lintian flexibly slipped into the wine shop and found a good place to continue lying down.

Baili Dongjun was stunned, his face flushed, and he almost cursed.

Seeing the young boss being humiliated, the white-clothed gunman laughed and slipped to sit at the table inside.

Baili Dongjun looked outside the eaves expressionlessly, patted his butt and went back inside to sit down.

Outside, the drizzle was like silk.

Another autumn rain has arrived.

The sun that had just appeared quietly retreated, and the drizzle gradually became heavier, bringing a hint of coolness.

"Let's continue talking about what happened just now!"

The white-clothed gunman had a serious face, and he had held the silver spear in his hand without knowing when.

Baili Dongjun nodded depressedly.

"Since it's not for money, it must be for the person in Gu Mansion..."

"And when you mention that person, you have to mention a poem."

The white-clothed gunman said slowly, and then recited softly.

"The elegance of the song is unpredictable, and the burning ink speaks a lot of words. The willow moon is peerless and the ink dust is ugly, and the minister has talent but remains nameless."

Baili Dongjun pondered for a while and shook his head.

"What a crappy poem, it doesn't rhyme at all, it's just like the doggerel written by the waiter, it's unbearable to listen to!"

Bai Li Dongjun deliberately said heavily, looking sideways, hoping that his waiter could stand up and refute.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed again.

Bai Li Dongjun's face was helpless, just like a defeated little rooster, dejected.

"The poem written by Bai Xiaotang for the Young Master List is not about whether it rhymes or not, but about the people mentioned in it."

The white-clothed gunman said so, with a trace of envy on his face.

The scheming and elegant young man,The elegant and refined Young Master Qingge,

The three-tongued Young Master Zhuomo,

The arrogant and dissolute Young Master Lingyun,

The peerless Young Master Liuyue,

The plain-looking Young Master Mochen,

The talented Young Master Qingxiang,

And the temporarily unmarked Young Master Wuming.

"The one in the Gu Mansion is Young Master Lingyun, Gu Jianmen."

The white-clothed gunman sat up straight and spoke in a deep voice.

"Young and frivolous, the tyrant of Tianqi! He is arrogant and unruly, and only his brother can make him restrain himself a little, but it is rumored that his brother suddenly contracted a serious illness more than half a month ago and has died!"

The white-clothed gunman spoke faintly.

As soon as the voice fell.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck, illuminating the room.

Baili Dongjun couldn't help but shudder.

"Is there something strange about his brother's death?"

It seemed like a question, but also like a confirmation.

The white-clothed gunman nodded slowly, "If you want to know whether the changes in this street are related to his brother's death, I'm afraid you have to go to Gu's house to find out."

Baili Dongjun looked outside the door hesitantly. The autumn rain continued and the dark clouds pressed down, as if foreshadowing the unrest outside.

After thinking for a while, Baili Dongjun looked at a figure sleeping soundly on the ground.

"Waiter, there is a thrilling entertainment activity, do you want to go?"

Jun Lintian, who was facing away, did not fall asleep. He rolled his eyes when he heard it.

"No, no!"

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."

If Longshou Street had not been blocked by those desperate people, Jun Lintian would have persuaded the two to run away together.

He closed his eyes and pretended to doze off. He looked at the countdown on the panel and murmured in his heart.

"There is still one hour left, and the character experience card will be in hand. If anyone dares to stop me, then..."

Gods will be killed, and Buddhas will be killed!

As for the damned, let's file their bones first and then scatter their ashes.

"Well, what the waiter said is rough but true. Although one of us is a winemaker, one is a drunkard, and one is a lazy bug, and none of us are gentlemen, sometimes we still have to listen to what the old man says."

Bai Li Dongjun immediately took the opportunity to climb the pole and said seriously.

As he spoke, the topic changed again.

"What are we having tonight? The boss will treat us!"

Bai Li Dongjun raised the five hundred taels of silver notes in his hand.

When this topic was mentioned, the white-clothed gunman also smiled.

"After eating steamed buns for a few days, I can finally eat something good."

"Then wait until the rain is lighter, let the waiter go to the butcher to buy some meat, and let the waiter make Dongpo elbow and braised pork ribs for us."

"Let's have some braised pork intestines, just right for drinking!"

The gunman in white added.

Baili Dongjun frowned slightly. He didn't like the taste of pork intestines very much, but who made him a good boss.

"Then I want to eat one more braised pork ribs."

The gunman in white nodded,

Jun Lintian on the ground also hummed and agreed.

It was drizzling outside, and people were talking about the martial arts world inside.