Passing through Jingzhou and going straight downstream, it is Yangzhou.

Even if it's not March, the gentle temperament of this Jiangnan water town is enough to make people feel intoxicated, and it is a sticky taste in the air.

Sitting on the boat provided by Lingyun Palace also saved a lot of trouble, at least when passing through the sphere of influence of the Red Jiao Gang, he did not encounter the slightest difficulty. Yao Dingsheng even sent a fleet of ships and masters to escort him, for fear that he Ye Qingxuan's life would be in danger and would be provoked against him.

Ye Qingxuan sat on the side of the boat, leaning on the railing, and the ripples of the hull itself could not affect Ye Qingxuan's balance at all.

The scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is really good, although in the twilight of autumn, it is still a flat green field, and the water is blue and the mountains are green.

Monk Ruhua sat on the deck, holding his newly acquired big Zen staff and basking in the sun with Ye Qingxuan.

"I don't know how the Bird King's injuries are being treated!" said Monk Ruhua with a rare sigh as he rubbed his big Zen staff.

This big Zen stick, in addition to the black jade cold iron, the main material is also the waste of the Zen rod that his master passed on to him back then, symbolizing the rebirth of this master's inheritance, and finally after smelting enough material of the star meteorite, the new big Zen staff is enough to be called a high-grade treasure of the eighth grade just by the material.

Unexpectedly, the flower monk is rough, but he is a nostalgic person inside, but he insists on etching the original pattern on the Zen stick, and you can see that this guy is actually a person who attaches great importance to feelings. So now he suddenly missed the little eagle king Zhanyu with emotion, which made Ye Qingxuan not feel strange at all.

Ye Qingxuan took a sip of the wine in the gourd, and said with a calm smile: "Don't worry, there is Mr. Huanye, the world's number one, presiding." What kind of difficulties can't be overcome? We both have to work hard. Otherwise it may wait until we get back. Second Brother Zhan's claw skills are enough to pinch and explode your eggs......"

Ruhua burst out laughing, reached out and took the wine gourd handed over by Ye Qingxuan, raised his neck and took a sip, then poured the wine of half a gourd into his stomach, and said with a smile: "Think beautifully, the eggs of the sprinkler family are made of diamond!"

"Please drink slowly, these are the three jars that I got from the most secret cellar of the shopkeeper Hu in Luodu Wangyue Tower. You said you didn't know how to save some drink!"

Ruhua "snorted" and said, "It's cool to drink like this, what's the fun like a girl...... After speaking, she threw the wine gourd back.

Ye Qingxuan smiled but didn't answer, what kind of wine culture is discussed with this rammer, that is, playing the piano to the cow! Yes, giving him such a good wine is also a cow chewing peonies, a waste, a waste!

Ye Qingxuan tasted the "Bamboo Orchid Fragrance", and muttered to himself: "I have heard for a long time that the second senior brother has said that there is a famous wine in this world, and there is such a high-quality wine called 'Drunken Lanxi' in Lanxi City in Yangzhou. Definitely not less than this 'bamboo orchid', I don't know if I can trust the relationship. Let Lingyun Palace get a few more jars......"

A chuckle came out of the cabin, Jiang Feiran's gentle voice sounded, and he said with a little joking: "What a drunken fairy Ye Qingxuan, our Lingyun Palace is not a tavern run hall called by you, in the future, let us come forward to help you buy wine, it's best not to mention it!"

The cabin door was pushed open, and Jiang Feiran, who was dressed in a light yellow robe, walked out of the cabin, looked at Ye Qingxuan with a smile, and said softly: "I really regret that I gave you such a bad head last time, and I actually owed that profiteer a favor because of your preferences." ”

Ye Qingxuan said with a smile: "Boss Hu is still good, although he is a little treacherous, but this wine is indeed a must, you Lingyun Palace have done a small favor, and it can be regarded as saving Lao Hu who is on the verge of despair." Trust me, all the drinking buddies in the world will fall in love with you for this!"

"Come less!" Jiang Feiran didn't fight when he mentioned this, "Do you know how many powerful people our Lingyun Palace came forward to protect Wangyue Tower and secretly offended them?" You don't know how many people are worried about this wine recipe in Wangyue Tower, Lingyun Palace has always liked not to intervene in the grievances of the rivers and lakes, just because of you, I have to be scolded by the master when I go back......"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh again and again.

Originally, when passing by Luodu, Ye Qingxuan planned to get some wine to drink, but he didn't expect that Boss Hu, who had always been proud of the spring breeze in Vanity Fair, met a powerful man who was uneven, and he had to swallow the industry that he had passed down for several generations.

"It's just some wine, what's worth pursuing, is it just for you men to seek the illusion of the moment after getting drunk? It's just a way to escape from reality, and it's better for people to stay sober at all times......" Jiang Feiran never understood what there was to show off about this wine.

"You don't understand, you don't understand!

"Amitabha, you are wrong, the Sprinkle family remembers that the master said that wine can be messy!" Ruhua interjected on the side.

This is the difference between Taoism and Buddhism, one advocates moderate drinking, the other puts an end to drinking, the other says that what you see after getting drunk is the true temperament, so it is advocated, and the other says that after getting drunk, you will let go of your temperament and do things that you would never do in ordinary times, so you put an end to it.

Ye Qingxuan laughed and said, "Then you still drink!?"

Ruhua said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if he is true or chaotic, anyway, the Sprinkle family is based on his temperament." Whether he can become a Buddha or not, the Sprinkle family has never thought about it. ”

After Jiang Feiran heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Master Ruhua said it well. Seeing Sex and Becoming a Buddha. I can't imagine that the master is such a free and easy person. ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded and said, "I'll just say, this fake monk shouldn't enter the monk gate at all, but should enter the Taoist gate." If you look at your Buddhist family, thousands of Buddhas are all the same, all of them are cultivated by one model, how did Shakyamuni become a Buddha, how do you practice, the restrictions of rules and regulations, in the end, I can't tell who is who is the Buddha who is worshipped. If you look at the Taoist immortals, thousands of immortals are in a thousand ways, TMD even chickens, ducks, geese and dogs can become immortals, this is personality, how good Taoism is. It's about letting you live your own life......"

Jiang Feiran's brows furrowed when he heard this. Ye Qingxuan's words are not the right way to evaluate the merits of Buddhism. There are some suspicions of heresy, and it cannot be said that any faith that indulges believers is a good faith. But until I talk to these two guys who don't learn Taoism and Buddhism, it's all in vain, they are simply guys who come by temperament, think about today's things today, and tomorrow they can forget all the things they said today, so there is no need to bother with them.

"Where is our next destination?" Ye Qingxuan asked casually.

Jiang Feiran looked at Ye Qingxuan with some amusement, and said lightly: "Go to Lanxi!"

Poof――

Ye Qingxuan squirted out the wine in his mouth. He looked at Jiang Feiran in shock, then at his wine jug, and muttered, "Good girl, did you arrange this trip for me? I want 'Zuilanxi', the more the better......"

"Think beautiful!" Jiang Feiran walked into the cabin, and his voice still floated out and said: "I'm going to Lanxi to see someone, I advise you to stay on the boat, don't go out and make trouble for me!"

Ye Qingxuan sighed, looked at his empty wine gourd, and said secretly in his heart: It's weird.

Boat all the way. When twilight was approaching, I really came to Lanxi City.

After admonishing Ye Qingxuan for a long time. Jiang Feiran left the boat and went ashore. Jiang Feiran didn't know who he was seeing, this time it was still a big battle, and there was a special small sedan chair to greet him, looking at the servants who were full of energy, they were obviously martial arts, and they were quite sophisticated.

People who practice martial arts are the most arrogant, and they will be a little aggrieved when they are treated as someone else's subordinates, but such a good skill, but they are sedan chair bearers for others, which undoubtedly sets off the power of this master.

However, it seems that in order not to attract attention, the dock docked is commonly used by fishermen, not the main pier of Lanxi City, so it is surrounded by a fishing village scenery, although it is also very busy, but it lacks the irritable feeling of the main pier.

Watching Jiang Feiran leave, Ye Qingxuan was bored wandering around the deck of the ship. As for the flower monk, he is now fighting with a roasted beef leg, and after he is full of wine and food, he must sleep well.

The servants were busy dropping anchor and setting up sails, setting up boards and other things, and Ye Qingxuan stood alone at the bow of the boat, looking around.

At this time, the sunset is in the mountains, returning to the crows, the evening tide begins to rise, the clear waves want to rise, reflecting the red glow of the fall, thousands of pieces of golden scales roll up on the water surface, and roll away along the stream, until the edge of the sky, the flash of change and disappearance, endless.

As the sun sets, the sky is dark, and the smoke rises from the surrounding houses, and it is time for the fisherman's rice to cook......

Ruhua's meal of wine and food, plus a good sleep, I'm afraid that it will be tomorrow morning again, Ye Qingxuan was idle, so he explained to Ruhua, carried the Biluo sword, carried the demon whisk dust, tied the jade gourd around his waist, and Shi Shiran got off the boat.

Before it gets dark, go ashore to wander and wander around, see the scenery of Jiangcun, and then go to the city, by the way, find a restaurant that sells the "Zuilanxi", choose the best wine, and buy a few jars.

I casually asked a fisherman, and I knew that the place in front of me was called Jinliutan, close to Lanxi City, and more than 20 miles to the east was the main wharf.

Lanxi City is a large town, where passengers and cargo ships on and off the river are anchored. At this time, in the peaceful season, the people are rich and rich, the trade transactions are frequent, and the sails on both sides of the strait cover the sky and the sun, and are extremely prosperous.

It's just that it's still not a short distance from the bustling streets, and although it's quieter, you have to walk more than a dozen miles to get to the streets with high-end taverns.

Ye Qingxuan was originally improvised, but after going ashore, he was not busy, he asked the path, and paced leisurely all the way. When I met many fishermen on the road, they all smiled and asked fortune tellers, Ye Qingxuan couldn't cry or laugh, and waved his hand again and again to refuse.

"In the future, if you don't have any entanglements, make a banner with a leaf half-immortal or something written on it, tell fortunes for people, and earn a little money, it's also quite interesting......

Ye Qingxuan is rare to be idle from this, it is to have a glimpse of the humanistic customs of the south of the Yangtze River in ancient times, along the way, only to see the fishermen on the side of the road, each family is a whiteboard for the door, the bamboo fence around the house, the vegetable field next to the house, the paddy field behind the house, the stream is like a belt, leading the mountain spring, flowing around the house, the sound of the water is slow, and the ears are soft......

At this time, some of the villagers washed the dishes after eating, and some of the rice was just ripe. Didn't I see a few children who didn't eat well, holding a bowl of soaked rice and sandwiching some vegetables, sitting on the edge of the fence, gathering in a pile, talking and giggling, while eating, or betting on who would eat faster. Laughter is like beads. Pure innocence.

but the adults were in the courtyard of the hedge. Sitting on a small bench, with a large bowl of spiky rice in his hand, and a large bowl of vegetables around the low table. Some also have a wine jug, a wine glass, a bunch of peanuts and dried beans in front of them, eating and drinking, chatting about homely things.

Regardless of age, men and women, they are all bustling and peaceful, talking and laughing, without the slightest sadness. It's like a picture of the music of the villagers.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but secretly wonder: After all, the lands south of the Yangtze River are still rich, and this kind of harmonious scene is extremely difficult to encounter in Yunzhou, let alone the lost eight counties.

The Kunwu faction re-established the mountain gate, and was at the forefront of the battle line with the Tan people and the Dami Temple, and the imperial court, which originally said that it would provide assistance, did not act for some reason.

Tong guò Xie Yun'an's father, the current Yunzhou assassin Xie Yuanluo, the news that the imperial court's increase in troops lost the will of the eight counties, and it was blocked in the court. The most direct reason for the opponents was once the imperial army entered the Lost Eight Counties. I am afraid that the war with the Tan people will break out immediately, and even give the Great Western Fan State behind the Tan people an excuse to start a war, and the current Huangfu Dynasty is not ready for war at all, and if you want to be ready, you must wait for another two years.

It's another two years, and the number of this time is stuck tightly on Ye Qingxuan's head like a spell, just like Sun Wukong's mantra, getting closer and closer, and getting tighter and tighter.

time, originally could not tolerate Ye Qingxuan's indulgence.

However, now Ye Qingxuan's Qingsong is in order to have a better state of mind to welcome the innate in the near future.

This trip to the "Martial Arts Holy Land" is Ye Qingxuan's last opportunity to hone, of course, if he chooses to stay in Kunwu Mountain, he can easily enter the innate, but two years later, he has no confidence to deal with the upheaval, and this training trip came at the right time, he must use overload of actual combat to hone his killing skills, so that he can cope with the upheaval two years later.

Thinking of these trivial things that he wanted to forget, Ye Qingxuan's heart suddenly tightened, and after a while, Ye Qingxuan sighed and accelerated his steps into the street.

At this time, the best way to de-stress is to find a place to have a drink.

When Ye Qingxuan found the market, it was already dark, and after a brief inquiry of passers-by, he found a restaurant selling "Zuilanxi".

This "Zui Lan Xi" is different from "Zhu Lan Xiang", which is brewed by Zhuangzi, who specializes in making wine, and then distributed to various places, and these local time-honored taverns in Lanxi have the most authentic "Zui Lan Xi" for sale.

Ye Qingxuan chose a place to sit by the window on the street, and ordered some dishes at random, mainly ordering two pots of good wine and pouring himself up.

This "Zuilanxi" is really a first-class wine, smelling fragrant, but fragrant but not greasy, the entrance is soft, like a jade in the mouth, warm and cool, extremely smooth, after sliding into the throat, immediately turn into a hot line, down the esophagus into the stomach.

Take a long breath comfortably, bringing out the aroma of wine.

An exclamation was about to exit, but he didn't want an exclamation from outside the window.

"It's good wine, it's good wine—"

This startled Ye Qingxuan and the shopkeeper who had just served the dishes.

As soon as the shopkeeper heard the voice, he immediately put on a face that wanted to cry without tears, and he didn't answer Ye Qingxuan, and hurriedly invited the hotel owner from downstairs.

As soon as the fat boss came over, he apologized to Ye Qingxuan again and again, saying that he had disturbed the guests, and he was extremely polite.

Ye Qingxuan shook his hand and was about to say that he didn't care, but unexpectedly, the shouts outside the window suddenly rose a few scales, and it was simply a loud roar: "Good wine, good wine!"

After hearing the voice, the originally sluggish shopkeeper immediately became unable to cry and laugh, and the politeness just now did not know where to drift, so he ran to the window in a few steps, and shouted below: "Well, sure enough, it's you old beggar again, you have come to make trouble again and again, disturbing my guests, you can't afford to take it, next time I don't want to give you wine to eat——"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned when he heard this, and he also looked down the window sill, and saw a sloppy beggar lying on a big stone by the river under the window, with open chest and breasts, about fifty years old, with unkempt hair, messy beard, short and thin, but short and not obscene, thin and not explicit, the most impressive thing is his eyes, such a down-and-out and sloppy old beggar, but with a pair of smiling slitted eyes, kind eyebrows and good intentions, as if it is a Maitreya Buddha with hair, obviously thin, but because of this pair of Maitreya Buddha eyes that seem to be out of the world, people really feel good, and they can't bear to be humiliated。

I only heard the shopkeeper shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't be entangled anymore." ”

Ye Qingxuan asked curiously: "How can the store drive the old man away, although this old man has never bought wine, but he is outside the store, I'm afraid the boss you can't control it." ”

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly, and before he could answer, he saw the old beggar downstairs standing up suddenly, pinching his waist, pointing at the shopkeeper and shouting: "Look, look, what this little brother said is reasonable, I'm not in your shop, you don't care about the heavens and the earth, and you can't control Lao Tzu's shit and fart here-"

The words were vulgar, but they were quite interesting, which made Ye Qingxuan laugh.

The shopkeeper was furious and rebuked, "You don't talk nonsense there." Be careful that I don't drink with you again—"

The old beggar was taken aback, and sure enough, he shut up and stopped talking.

The shopkeeper then turned to Qing Xuan and smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be deceived by this old beggar, it's not the first time he's come here to stir up." ”

Ye Qingxuan thought it was interesting, anyway, it was boring to drink alone, and listening to these strange and interesting things was also a pastime, so he asked curiously: "Is this ...... I don't know why?" (To be continued......)