Although this Han Qingshi became an immortal by himself, his hatred of immortals was known to everyone in the Sixteen Kingdoms. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He is a strange person in the pre-Qin country, he is a cowherd when he is a child, and he envies those white-clothed celebrities who are all out of chapters and a Confucian style, and his family is poor and chiseled the wall to steal the light and recognize the two words, and when he herds the cattle, he naturally got it, and made a bold poem "Wind Anger", which is not a poem, and he took it home to his parents to see, both of them praised my son's good poetry, and Han Qingshi naively thought that he was good, and began the road of Jinshi.

However, the imperial examination has been repeatedly unsuccessful, his mother remarried, leaving his sick father at home, this Han Qingshi is wonderful, and he still does not repent and knocks into it, and the villagers ridicule him for not knowing the current affairs, herding cattle and herding cattle, don't toss blindly if you don't have that champion's life, although he doesn't listen, he also gets better at drinking, which can relieve his sorrows.

I don't know if it's God opening his eyes or what, at the age of fifty, Han Qingshi finally got an old boy's life, and he went home excitedly to tell his father, and finally learned that his father had starved to death ten years ago.

At that time, Qin Tianzi was busy driving forward, accompanied by the champion who had lost his halo that year, and the latter also wanted to worship Han Qingshi as a teacher, Han Qingshi laughed desolate when he heard it, he really liked to ponder words, and immediately became angry: "If you want this immortal to take it, I'm disgusting!"

Everyone present was shocked, but Han Qingshi had already flown away.

Since then, there has been very little news about him, until the appearance of the "Immortal in Color" Wang Yimian appeared, and the two somehow worshiped brothers, one was lustful, the other was good wine, and they were also matched.

At this time it is noon, the luxurious doors and windows of the Songhe Tower are still closed, it looks particularly strange on the downtown street that comes and goes, it is the first restaurant in the capital of the great Qian, if the nobles of the city gather, not to mention that it has not been opened for three days, it is afraid that the late opening will cause a discussion.

During the period, there were many good deeds who opened the doors and windows to stare inside, but although the empty restaurant was placed with all kinds of high-quality sandalwood tables and chairs, famous kiln wine utensils, luxurious and luxurious, but no one saw it, and it seemed extremely deserted.

A lot of people are talking about it in private.

"Is this Wang Dachun no longer in business?"

"I heard that this fat-headed and big-eared shopkeeper Wang has just married the sixth room, and there is no shortage of enchanting and charming people, but I am afraid that I will lie on the belly of the little lady and refuse to get up these days. Hey. ”

"Haha, this man would have forgotten everything if he was merry. ”

"I heard that this time Your Majesty is unexpectedly unusually strong-blooded, and the people behind the Songhe Tower seem to have suffered, to be able to open such a big restaurant in the capital, even the more than 300-year-old Drunken Moon Tower has lost its color in front of it, and it must have offended many people, but I am afraid that the enemy will come to the door at this time." ”

"Well, this is reasonable, those powerful people have been panicking recently, and even many businessmen are said to have taken off a layer of skin, which may be true. ”

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There are all kinds of discussions, but for Wang Dachun, who is now dragging a heavy body as fat as a cow and pig on the second floor, and his face is full of sweat and fear, people are talking about trivial things.

Han Qingshi is middle-aged, his body is thin, his face is dark, not to mention his appearance, he really has a bookish atmosphere, but now he is asleep on the ground paved with white jade on the second floor, and he only has the smell of wine.

Wang Yimian is looking for beauty, he is looking for wine, what a pair of good brothers.

However, Han Qingshi, who was already drunk, knew that his brother was dead, because there were two thousand-year-old demons under the ground, which were captured by the two of them from Yunmengze, and each of them put an immortal idea and handed it to Lu Ziqing, the son of the champion Hou, but recently one of the big demons went berserk, and he knew that his lustful brother was dead.

Han Qingshi was drunk and sleeping at this time, and a few princes dressed in brocade clothes came out of the east gate tower of Suzaku Street, this east gate tower, on the left and right sides are the mansions of those palace nobles, and there is only one place in the middle, the palace of the Son of Heaven.

The prince who is the leader is not someone else, it is Zhuang Xun who came out of the middle, after the black eagle inquired, Zhuang Xun already knew that there was a distinguished guest in Songhe Tower in the past few days, and under the turn of his mind, Zhuang Xun planned to meet in person this Han Qingshi, who I became an immortal but hated immortals.

Not long after, a group of people came to the deserted Songhe Tower, the people around were a little curious to look at Zhuang Xun and other people, watching this group of people step into the restaurant, two purple gold carved wooden doors "bang" and closed, the restaurant returned to its original state again.

Walking into this extremely luxurious restaurant again, Zhuang Xun was also used to it, and the blood-colored jade toad hanging on his neck had a faint reaction again, Zhuang Xun frowned slightly, and went straight to the second floor.

At this time, Wang Dachun, who was restless, was worried about how to find an excuse to let this master leave, and suddenly heard the sound of someone breaking into the door, and a big face full of fat became vicious, not that he was like this, business has always been greeted with a smile, and it is not appropriate to settle the dispute, but after a few days, he is angry and angry, how to say that he is also famous in this capital, and there are many people behind him, and it is the first time that he has been so aggrieved.

At this time, I heard someone break in, and immediately found a place to vent my anger.

"Rub and rub", Wang Dachun turned three steps into one step, and led a small group of evil slaves to the staircase, and shouted loudly: "Which dog thing that doesn't have long eyes! I want to make trouble when Lao Tzu is in a bad mood! It's really fatal!"

Zhuang Xun, who had just arrived at the staircase, was a little stunned, and there was no second one here, he naturally knew that Wang Dachun was talking about himself, and the face of the black eagle who was extremely familiar with the extremely familiar pretending to be a noble son suddenly became murderous, if it weren't for Zhuang Xun smiling and waving his hand to stop it, I was afraid that he would have already rushed up and tore the fat pig in front of him to pieces.

Wang Dachun looked at Zhuang Xun and his people with a pair of small eyes, silk and satin brocade and jade clothes, especially Zhuang Xun, wearing a big golden robe, his face was like a crown of jade, he was handsome and extraordinary, and there was a black demon unicorn jade wrapped around his waist, and the shining black lubrancy made Wang Dachun's eyes not leave, obediently, this thing is definitely a good product, he has no hobbies, he loves to collect some strange jade, collect some women.

Zhuang Xun was also looking at him, what made him feel interesting was that although the shopkeeper of Songhe Tower was shouting how to get himself before he arrived, but he really saw himself, but the whole person was extremely calm, whether it was a dragon or a worm in his eyes, it seemed that he couldn't escape, obviously a person who could take a sense of proportion, but too, otherwise how could he open such a big restaurant.

"Shopkeeper, do you want this?" Zhuang Xun naturally saw what Wang Dachun was staring at, smiled, and took off the shining black jade on his waist and threw it at Wang Dachun.

Wang Dachun was stunned for a moment, hurriedly caught it, and didn't speak, but looked at Zhuang Xun more finely, it stands to reason that nine out of ten princes in this imperial city have slept with his concubines, everyone is a good brother, but this beautiful big hand in front of him has never seen it, is it possible, is it from another country?

Wang Dachun restrained his greed, and actually returned the piece of black jade that Zhuang Xun gave him, he can naturally have his own code of conduct until now, and then said softly: "This son, this store is not open these days, come back another day, and I will invite you to a big banquet another day." How?"

No matter which country comes from, it can't be worth the master inside, Wang Dachun still can't forget Han Qingshi who is in the void, that is the means of immortals, and at this time there are hundreds of people lying in the guest room and groaning in a coma, all of them are made by that master.

Zhuang Xun smiled, handed the piece of black jade to Wang Dachun again, this time it was forced into the latter's hand, and said with a smile: "This thing, I gave it to you, keep it." ”

The black eagle on the side said with a slight warning: "Let you keep it, in this big job, our son-in-law can close the restaurant with a word, no matter who you are in the background." ”

As Wang Dachun, who has experienced the wind and waves of the Great Qiandu City for 20 years, he is like eating and drinking tea, how can he not understand what the black eagle said at this moment, does he believe it? He didn't even think about this, and knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Even if he is not the person he imagined, he will still kneel, this is his way of life, he can bend and stretch, and he has already quit such a thing as face.

"Get up. Zhuang Xun smiled and said, no wonder he can open such a restaurant in the huge imperial city, this is really a talent, "I'm going to see the person inside, don't worry, I know who he is." ”

Wang Dachun came back to his senses, Zhuang Xun had already walked next to Han Qingshi, the latter was asleep, Zhuang Xun didn't shout, picked up a jar of wine and splashed it!

The people behind were instantly stunned by Zhuang Xun's sudden action!