On the third pole of the day, the shopkeeper Sun put a rag on his shoulder, cleaned up the wine bowls and dishes on the table, and sometimes looked at it, Xu Buling and Ning Qingye, dressed in white, led a black horse, and gradually moved away in the warm sun of the bluestone alley.

Shopkeeper Sun shook his head and smiled a little, and sighed a little embarrassed.

In the blink of an eye, it is another generation, whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, it is always a generation of new people replacing the old, even the ordinary people in this alley.

Shopkeeper Sun has opened a wine shop in the alley for a lifetime, and he has seen a lot of people's warmth and coldness, and as for the handsome men and women who meet and meet by chance outside, he has seen too much.

Judging from the experience of the shopkeeper Sun, the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes met the daughter of a wealthy family, and the ending was mostly a tragedy. The door is not the right household, half of them eloped and lost their whereabouts, which is similar to the scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam and met the daughter of a wealthy family.

On the other hand, when the women of the rivers and lakes meet the children of the family, most of them can eventually become married. Most of the women on the rivers and lakes are very fierce, but the children of the family have been raised gently and elegantly since childhood, and when women are strong and men are weak, they have to weigh the three legs on their bodies if they want to abandon the chaos from beginning to end.

The pair of young people in their prime in front of them look like a good match.

However, judging from the character of the two people, the man's mind is too deep, and if the heart is not right, the girl is afraid that she will suffer a big loss.

But what is the man's temperament, Shopkeeper Sun can see it clearly:

Hearing the grievances at the wine table, he left without saying a word.

The sea of blood in the sword mountain went up, just to drink the bowl of turbid wine in his hand more comfortably.

Among the scholars, this is called a gentleman, on the rivers and lakes, it is called a chivalrous, and among the neighbors, he is called a good person.

Shopkeeper Lu raised his eyes to see that the two of them had disappeared into the depths of the alley, and sighed softly.

It's a pity that in this world, good people may not have good rewards.

Love, hatred, and hatred are always strung together, and they can't escape when they enter the rivers and lakes.

The down-and-out scholar who used to spend the night in the wine shop was also a good man, full of thoughts of 'learning literature and martial arts, and reporting to the emperor's family', and he had to remember clearly how many bowls of rice he ate in the wine shop every day, and he had to pay off the credit before he ran to sell words.

is such a person, in the end, he fell in front of the world, depressed and unwilling to enter the rivers and lakes, his daughter-in-law died, and such a good girl also turned against him, but it is a pity that it is a pity, I can only blame God for not being long-sighted......

While the shopkeeper Sun was thinking, there were guests outside the wine shop.

The old woman wearing a magpie tail hairpin, carrying a bamboo basket, walked outside the wine shop in a daze, without any affinity in the past, and her eyes were only empty.

Shopkeeper Sun was stunned: "Old sister, what's wrong with you?" It's like losing your soul......"

The old woman came back to her senses, with tears in the corners of her wrinkled eyes, and hesitated for a long time before she lost her soul and said:

"Lao Zhang is gone, come and buy him a pot of wine, he has the best ...... in his life"

"Ouch!"

Old man Sun was in a hurry, wiped his hands with a towel and walked out: "Master Zhang is in such good health, how can he ...... Alas...... Come in, sit down and say ......"

The old woman sat down in the shop with a basket, and said with blank eyes: "A few days ago, Lao Zhang took a job, it seems that he went to Baimazhuang to help people take care of the family, how could I ...... Alas...... I told him early that the people of Jianghu would have to die outside sooner or later, and let him retreat and give up the martial arts hall to his apprentice, but he didn't listen, now it's okay...... Woohoo......"

Old man Sun frowned, he naturally knew about the incident in Baimazhuang two days ago, Sancai had no family, and he still found someone to bury the body, but he didn't expect it......

"Alas......"

Sun Zhan Cabinet sat down on the bench opposite, silent for a long time, but there was nothing to say.

The old woman is from Chang'an, and Master Zhang came from Youzhou, and he has also drunk wine in his shop for decades.

There are many people who come to Chang'an City to mix martial arts, and when they first came, they were all full of ambition, wanting to make a name for themselves in Chang'an City with a pair of fists.

But in Chang'an City, the most important thing is to have capable people, and Tianzhong wizards can also find two similar ones in the city. And if a Jianghu person wants to stand firm at the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is obviously not enough to rely on his kung fu, he should be stammered, and he should be a philistine, and he has wives and children, where does he have happiness and hatred. took people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and was finally slaughtered, and he could only blame himself for his inferior skills.

However, if he didn't take Sancai in the first place, Xu Shizi didn't reward that ingot of silver, and he didn't let Sancai save the silver, maybe there wouldn't be so much to do.

But who knew before it happened?

No matter how bad this world is, you can't blame it on the good people who do good deeds.

The shopkeeper waited for the old woman to finish crying, thought for a long time, returned to the back room, took out a bag of silver, and gave it to the helpless old woman.

Now, except for the dead, they should all be more comfortable.

After the shopkeeper Sun sent the old woman out, he shook his head and sighed, and began to clean up the wine table again......

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At noon, Xu Buling drove his horse to the vicinity of the corner tower of Daye Fang.

The Goulan gambling house has not yet opened, the winter sun is very warm, and many playful idlers gather in front of the brazier of the tea stall, listening to the storyteller talk about the strange things in the north and the south.

Da Yue's martial arts plot is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, in the absence of radio and television and other media channels, the most popular is naturally the story of the heroes of the rivers and lakes in various places. But in fact, the rivers and lakes are not as beautiful as Mr. Storyteller's mouth, in Xu Buling's view, it is nothing more than standing fame, lying down with nothing, that's all.

Xu Buling led the horse to a tea stall, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhu Manzhi, who had changed into new clothes, standing next to a tea stall and stopped to watch. The sign on his waist was replaced by the bronze medal of the Tianzi Battalion, which was shiny and gold-like, and the officers and soldiers who passed by, whether it was a martial artist, all looked respectful.

In the past, Zhu Manzhi listened to the book and sat on the tea stall with his chin propped up, but now he has become a transcendent Tianzi Camp Wolf Guard, enjoying the seven-grade martial arts, naturally he can't hang Lang Dang has no shape, his body is standing straight and pressing the waist knife, and it looks really a bit heroic.

"I wish the girl."

Xu Buling walked up to him and called.

Zhu Manzhi's eyes lit up, Fang Cai's serious expression was swept away, and he hurriedly turned around and ran over, looking up and down a few times with big eyes:

"Xu Gongzi, you are here. Were you okay last time? I saw that you were punched, and I wanted to go and see you, but the palace was too big, and I didn't dare to go in......"

Xu Buling's smile was calm: "What can I do?" Let's go and find a quiet place. ”

Zhu Manzhi nodded, took the reins from Xu Buling's hand and walked with him, and then took off the bronze medal from his waist and shook it:

"Last time in the big case of White Horse Village, I shared most of the credit, and I was directly promoted to the Tianwei Battalion, ranking eighth in the Tianzi Battalion, which is amazing. The brothers of the Dizi Camp have been in the Tianzi Camp for at least ten years, and I entered the Tianzi Camp not long after I arrived, and they all said that I was a dog...... Good luck, hum~ Good luck is also a skill, Xu Shizi, you say yes? ”