Pei Min said goodbye to his mother and rode his favorite horse Xiao Limao all the way south. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time I entered Beijing and participated in the civil and military examination, which is Pei Min's strength, needless to say. According to the information at hand, the martial arts examination is divided into horses, foot archery, technical courage and other items. Among them, foot shooting, Pei Min is not false, especially Yong, his swordsmanship belongs to the rivers and lakes fighting, which is most suitable for singles, and the battlefield fighting technique is suitable for group battles. As for foot shooting, Pei Min also has a certain degree of confidence in this, the Confucian six arts of rituals, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics. Among them, archery refers to the art of archery, Pei Min, as a Confucian student, has also dabbled in archery, and his archery skills are still very good in his memory. It has also been recorded in history that General Pei is good at shooting, and when he was a general in Beiping, he once shot 31 tigers in one day, a fierce one. With his current archery skills, he is not a marksman, and it is easy to reach the standard of martial arts.

Only Ma Ke is a hard injury, Pei Min has no experience in horseback riding before Xiao Limao, and this riding skill is his weakness.

For some reason, Pei Min thought that there was enough time, and he was not in a hurry to enter Beijing, so he changed the official road and took the small road. Choose some difficult and uninhabited trails to practice riding, and the trails are sparsely populated and there is no danger of hitting and injuring people.

Pei Min also realized the strength of the Uzhumuqin horse at this moment, no matter how difficult the road is, whether it is a mountain road, a shallow talk, a gravel road or a muddy road, Xiao Limao can walk on the ground. Generally speaking, if a horse wants to maintain its strength, it must eat hay and even mix it with nutritious foods such as soybeans. As long as the little chestnut eats wild grass and leaves, it can maintain its physical strength to run, and has a strong ability to adapt to the environment.

Pei Min also had to sigh, no wonder the mobility of the Mongolian cavalry was so terrifying, and the Uzhumuqin horse was definitely the most suitable war horse for running combat in the world today.

With the assistance of a good horse, coupled with Pei Min's own dexterity, he practiced very hard, and his riding skills improved day by day.

On this day, Pei Min came to Xie County hungry, and as soon as he entered the county, he smelled a strong aroma of wine, and he couldn't help but look for the fragrance of wine under his feet.

According to his original plan, he should directly cross the Yellow River south to Luoyang first, travel east to Chang'an, and browse the east and west capitals of the Tang Dynasty at one time.

But there is often a slight difference between ideas and reality, and he unconsciously turned to Hedong Anyi. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had to face a fact. When I was detouring the path, I took a fork in the road, deviated from Luoyang, and leaned towards Guanzhong. I simply made a mistake and went directly to Fengling Ferry to cross the Yellow River to Chang'an. As for Luoyang, the Chang'an waterway is particularly developed, and it will not take long to reach it down the Yellow River, and it will be the same if you have time to go again.

Therefore, he came to Xixian County, intending to stay here for one night, and cross the Yellow River south early tomorrow morning and enter Guanzhong.

Looking for the fragrance, Pei Min found a quaint wine shop, the wine shop did not have a store name, but the word Du Kang was hung high.

The smell of wine came from the store, and Pei Min handed over the little chestnut hair to Xiao Er, who was soliciting customers outside the store, and asked him to take care of it and give him good hay and soybeans. When I was in a hurry, I was tired of the little chestnut hair, and every time I went to a town, the little chestnut hair would enjoy the treatment of an uncle.

When you enter the store, the store is almost full. The astute shopkeeper stepped forward, took him to an empty seat, wiped the table, and asked him what he wanted.

Pei Min asked, "What good wine do you have here?" "The weather is getting colder, this is a day's journey, the body is cold, drinking a glass of hot wine at this time is simply a fairy enjoyment. Even if Pei Min is not good at drinking, it is difficult to resist this temptation.

The shopkeeper said without hesitation: "This is the first time the guest officer has come to the shop, since the store opened, for more than 50 years, only Du Kang has been sold, and there has never been a second kind of wine." ”

"Okay!" Pei Min was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Then come a pound of Du Kang......" As he said that, he ordered a few more dishes to eat with wine and asked the shopkeeper to prepare them.

The ancients rarely drank raw wine, because the wine-making technology at that time could not be sterile, and people with a bad stomach would definitely have diarrhea when they drank raw wine. During the Three Kingdoms period, it was customary to boil and drink, so there is also a saying that cooking wine is a hero. In the Tang Dynasty, it was not very popular to boil wine to drink, because the taste of boiled wine became strong, and they liked to burn it slowly with a slight fire, and it could be burned to sixty or seventy degrees, which could kill bacteria and not change the taste, which was the so-called shochu.

Pei Min is also used to drinking soju, burning slightly on a slow fire, and the aroma of wine constantly wafts out of the smoke, just smelling it makes people's fingers move.

The shopkeeper first put the Du Kang wine on the shelf on the charcoal fire and roasted it.

Pei Min saw that there was still some time before he could drink, looked around, and looked at the environment in the store: the store was in full swing, and all kinds of people from all walks of life were talking about new things from all over the world, and they were all normal tourists. Only the one in the upper right corner made Pei Min couldn't help but look at it twice: it was a drunkard. It's normal for there to be drunks in this hotel. But an alternative drunkard like him is not normal.

He wore his hair like a madman, and the key was that his chest was open and his chest was exposed, revealing a loose body of fat: now that it is November weather, it has already entered winter in the Hedong generation, and Pei Min feels a little cool even if he is a martial arts practitioner. At this moment, he is the only one who is as "heroic" as the other party.

"Aren't you afraid of freezing?" Pei Min muttered softly.

The shopkeeper put a plate of cold vegetables and plum ginger on the table, heard Pei Min's muttering, and said, "The guest officer is talking about that drunkard?" ”

Pei Min nodded and said strangely: "Xiao Er knows him?" ”

The shopkeeper pouted with a little disgust and said, "I don't know, it's just that the guest officer's brain is a little unclear, and he asked for wine in our small shop last night." He didn't want anything, so he ordered wine, drank it alone, fell to sleep on the ground when he was drunk, and drank it again when he woke up. We didn't listen to him, we didn't care, we tossed all night, and we were not afraid of drinking to death. If it weren't for the fact that the shopkeeper was afraid that he would freeze to death and get into a life lawsuit, he would have the heart to throw him out. ”

Pei Min smiled sympathetically: "It's hard enough to meet such a drunkard." ”

"Not really!" The shopkeeper said with a bit of schadenfreude: "But his wine money can't last today, and it's time to see what he takes to drink." ”

Pei Min saw that the wine was burning to the fire, scooped it into the bowl and took a sip, and the whole person instantly became hot, enjoying that feeling.

Suddenly he heard a loud shout, followed by a burst of laughter, like madness.

"Haha, I feel it, I feel it!"

Pei Min looked for prestige, it was the drunkard, he danced like crazy and turned his book basket upside down, and the books, pen and ink, silk and inkstone were rolling all over the place.

He crawled on the ground for a while, spread the silk cloth on the ground, grinding it indiscriminately, but shouted in his mouth: "Where is the pen, where is the pen?" ”

He didn't seem to be able to find a pen, so in a hurry, he grabbed his hair, dipped it in the inkstone, grabbed it and wrote it on the arrowroot cloth......