Chapter 28 Words do not speculate
The east was white, and the heavy snow overnight had accumulated a thick layer on the streets, and the people in the streets and alleys were sweeping the snow in front of their doors with brooms.
In the deserted courtyard, Ning Qingye walked out of the door wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, looked at the goose feathers and snow mixed in the north wind, and gently exhaled the snow-white mist. Coming to Beijing to seek revenge, it seems that there is no chance, Zhang Xiang of the Investigation Department is worthy of the name of the grandmaster, she doesn't even have a chance to get close. But being able to get my mother's sword back is also a kind of gain......
Ning Qingye looked down at the saber under the fox fur, the cold wind penetrated in, and the body was injured and had not yet recovered, so he quickly closed the fox fur. Touching the fluffy fox fur, I unconsciously remembered that stupid boy again. It's handsome and extraordinary, but his brain is not very good, how can he be kidnapped and save the kidnappers in turn...... Maybe this is the difference between a gentleman and a Jianghu person......
The people of the rivers and lakes attach great importance to love and righteousness, and pay attention to the grace of a drop of water.
took back the sword, and was supposed to return to Changqingguan to continue to accompany the master, but he owed the other party a favor, so he had to find a way to pay it back......
Thinking of this, Ning Qingye turned his head to look at the courtyard door. She thought that Xu Buling would come again, after all, the phrase 'everyone has a love for beauty' has a bit of purpose, and it stands to reason that she will come over to offer her courtesy, and she is still thinking about whether to hide in another place. As a result, after waiting for a day and a night, people didn't mean to come back at all, and it seemed that that sentence was just a joke, which made her a little weird, huh...... Only women and villains are difficult to raise, those who are close are not inferior, and those who are far away are resentful......
I don't know why I thought of this sentence, Ning Qingye laughed self-deprecatingly, took out the cloak from the house instead of the fox fur, and walked out of the courtyard gate with the hat and went to the Sun family's shop in Daye Fang.
If you owe a favor, you have to pay it back no matter what.
She knew that Xu Buling had fallen into the Lock Dragon Gu, and she needed to drink alcohol to suppress the cold poison, and she would make a pot of broken jade every day, and she should be able to meet it again in Sun's shop.
Walking through the streets and alleys, outside the wine shop in the bluestone alley, it was already dark, and there were fewer customers in the Sun family's shop, and only a few large families lined up at the door to drink for the host's family.
Ning Qingye wrapped his cloak and entered the wine shop, sat down at the empty table, and looked at it a few times:
"Shopkeeper Sun, are you alone today?"
"Yes, the apprentice ran away."
Shopkeeper Sun came over with side dishes and a warm wine jug, still smiling warmly, and put the wine and food on the table:
"The girl came early today, and the little old man won't be busy if it's any later."
Ning Qingye bowed slightly, picked up chopsticks and took a small bite of wine and food, and just waited for a long time, when he suddenly heard the conversation of the drinker:
"Sancai is really not a thing, white-eyed wolf ......"
"Lao Sun gave him food to eat, and he stole half of his grandson's savings with his backhand, two hundred taels ......"
"Where did the gambler come from, I knew that Sancai's grandson would bite back......"
"Forget it, forget it, it's all over, what's the use of talking about this......"
Ning Qingye blinked, and he heard the reason for the matter. Turning his head to look at it, Shopkeeper Sun could see it. When a merchant loses money, it is no less than an official who loses his office, a warrior who becomes a waster, and a literati who loses his reputation. This attitude of being able to afford to let go is quite admirable.
Ning Qing sat at the wine table at night, and waited until the third pole of the day, Xu Buling never came. There are often customers in the wine shop, and when they see that there is no place, they leave, and although no one urges her to occupy the seat, she is a little embarrassed, so she takes out a silver ticket from the purse on her waist and puts it on the table and presses it with a wine bowl, and takes the long sword on the table out of the wine shop.
Jianghu people, only when the road is uneven can they be called 'chivalrous'.
It's just that Ning Qingye had just walked out a short distance when a call came from the wine shop behind: "Girl, wait a ......" turned around, but saw Shopkeeper Sun with a towel on his shoulder, trotting over with a silver ticket, and there was still a little annoyance in his eyes:
"You girl, old man, I have opened a wine shop all my life, and it is polite to reward a few more coins of silver after drinking the wine, and it is comfortable to hold it. You give so much at once, do you want to take down the liquor store? ”
Ning Qingye stopped, stood slim in the wind and snow, and pondered a little: "I just heard that the guy in the shop stole the old man's savings...... My father used to wander in the capital, and he also liked to come to your shop, and when he was poor, he still lived with you for half a month. ”
Shopkeeper Sun frowned when he heard this, and turned his head to think for a moment: "I lived for half a month...... Depending on your age, you are about seventeen or eighteen years old...... Your dad is a showman, right? I remember that there was a down-and-out talent who failed the imperial examination for three years, and in the end it was a problem to even eat......"
Ning Qingye heard about his father's affairs, his face did not have any expression, but he nodded slowly: "It's him." ”
Old man Sun showed a little sigh: "That sour show is so ambitious all day long, but she gave birth to a good girl...... You can take this silver back, he lived with me back then, wiped the table and drank every day, and the favor was already returned. ”
Ning Qingye looked at the silver ticket: "I'm not bad for silver." The old man is old, and his life savings have been stolen by the thief......"
When Old Man Sun heard this, he raised his hand and waved: "Girl, I see that you are a Jianghu person, why do you not understand the rules so much, this is not a matter of bad money." Guests go to the shop to drink, talk about the shortcomings of the parents, be happy or sigh, this is the story of drinking. I feel that Xiao Lao'er is pitiful, if you persuade him to have two more glasses of wine, Xiao Lao'er will naturally feel comfortable, and he will not starve to death without savings.
You raise your hand and throw two hundred taels of silver, you feel comfortable in your heart, and you feel that you have done a great good deed, but the little old man owes you a big favor in vain, and he can't pay it back for a lifetime, and this wine is meaningless when he drinks it, do you say this reason? ”
Ning Qingye hesitated: "I didn't expect the old man to remember my favors......"
"Then I'm not like Sancai, I became a white-eyed wolf?"
Shopkeeper Sun shook his head and handed the silver ticket to Ning Qingye: "Old man, I have opened a wine shop in the alley all my life, and I have basically seen famous people in the world, although your father is not a weapon, he is ...... than you."
Ning Qingye frowned slightly, raised his hand and took the silver ticket: "This time I didn't think it through, but he's not a thing, he can't be compared with me, farewell!" ”
As soon as the words fell, he wrapped his cloak tightly, turned around and walked quickly out of the alley.
Looks like I'm getting a little angry.
Shopkeeper Sun watched Ning Qingye leave, thought for a moment, shook his head and sighed softly:
"What a good girl, what kind of rivers and lakes to enter. Dying on the streets on the rivers and lakes is a good death, and it is common for wives to be separated...... Pity this girl, I met a father whose heart is higher than the sky, alas......"