The sky is cloudy and rainy, and it is approaching the time of Shen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The carriage rolled into the small town of Ritsu. In several restaurants and shops on both sides of the town's streets, curious faces flashed and looked at the convoy.

Someone who knew Zheng Qin slowly stretched his head back, and the person who could make the master of the Iron Sword Gate personally correspond was not something they could afford to provoke. However, there were many more people, looking at the long convoy, curious about the origin of these people.

Zheng Qian, who was sitting on the horse, looked at the two-story building standing alone by the river in front of him, and thought in his heart, this is the Baiyun Building where Li Bai was drunk.

Zheng Qian and Li Bai have had several encounters, he is very curious, and he is also very tired of the young man who is the same age as himself, where did he get so many songs and articles in his stomach, one mouth is half Sheng Qin, just his half-hung martial arts, how did he give him such a big pride, obviously poor like a beggar, but proud like a prince. Every time I see that face smiling brightly, I want to slap his face brightly.

"Really, whether it's dog legs or horse manure, you can't stop someone from holding it......" Thinking of a few old men who still called him an immortal, Zheng Qian couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, secretly thinking.

"What is Young Master Qian sighing about?" That Zheng Qin sighed when he saw Zheng Wanglou.

"I'm just thinking, people in the world are always ignorant, so if Li Bai writes a famous sentence here, it's just nothing, and it's worth treating this place as a good place for those literati? Is this a literati who are light, or is it a bit too much to hold stinky feet? Zheng Qian crossed the horse sideways, let the convoy slowly enter Lujin, and looked at the Baiyun Corridor.

"Shaft, what do you know?" Before Zheng Qin could reply, Zheng Xi's old voice came from the passing carriage. But it was Zheng Xi's carriage that happened to pass by, and the door had opened silently at this time, revealing Zheng Xi's thin face.

"Baiyun Tower, this Baiyun Building has not changed for many years." Zheng Xi's gaze passed through the car door, looked at the Baiyun Building that came into his eyes, and sighed.

"This Baiyunlou has been here for many years, and before the poet and immortal mentioned the pen and did not have a word, some people on the rivers and lakes came here secretly. This building is the most famous, catch fresh narrow-tailed whitebait in the river, and make it directly into fish belly, which is really delicious. I happened to be here decades ago, and I ate it once. After so many years, if you eat any fish belly, it is already tasteless. Another dish of boiled fish with rattan pepper is also quite exquisite. It's just that I don't know if the chefs in this building can still make such authentic dishes after so many years. Zheng Xi said softly and slowly, as if talking to himself and talking to Zheng Qian.

"Thanks to Master Xi's information, Qin has been obsessed here for many years, but he didn't know that there was still such a delicacy here. On that day, Young Master Qian asked the cook who kept Baiyun Tower, and Qin was still stupid and didn't know what he meant. Zheng Qin dismounted and walked a few steps to Zheng Xi's car.

"Alright, let's go upstairs and have a look. I haven't seen Wang Lao Wu and Lu Lao San for a long time, I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know if they have reached the realm of grandmasters. Before Zheng Xi's words fell, a few young people had silently flashed around him, put the brocade couch on the ground, and reached out to help Zheng Xi out.

Backyard, wellside.

Li Ping changed his posture and held an iron drill in his hand. I had just stabbed nine thousand swords, and my arm was slightly sore. Although it is still far from the high-intensity requirement of 20,000 times without soreness, the accuracy has reached a terrifying point. The angle of the sword has also increased a lot from standing still. Li Ping, who was in the midst of change, did not feel this progress really, and what gave him more was the experience of being defeated in the alley a few days ago, and now he was practicing with the eggs at hand.

"I'll wait for you, you go up and take a look, is he sleeping?" Just as Li Ping suppressed the temptation to open the secret book of the bamboo tube in his heart and practiced the sword wholeheartedly, a crisp girl's voice came from the corner of Baiyunlou, although the owner of the voice deliberately lowered his voice, but there was a lot of sound in his ears. The girl's voice paused for a moment, and then said, "No, I'll go up and have a look." ”

Li Pingshun turned his head slightly along with the voice.

So, he saw Zheng Aya'er dressed in red.

"Little Er over there, come here." After Zheng Aya'er finished talking to the people of the Iron Sword Gate, she happened to see Li Ping and beckoned.

Li Ping was surprised in his heart, did he call me? He pointed his nose with his index finger, lowered his jaw slightly, and looked at Zheng Aya'er with wide eyes.

"Yes, that's you!" Looking at Li Ping's funny appearance, Zheng Aya'er covered her mouth and smiled.

Li Ping didn't know why this gesture, which was common in later generations, made the little girl not far away laugh like this. Daqin is very respectful, and the family where Zheng Aya'er is located is a famous family in Daqin, and men and women pay attention to the word demeanor. The seven or eight-year-old children of the Zheng family also understand the truth of judgment by body, word and writing, and even if they are subordinates, they are all cautious in their actions. It is rare for Li to act uninhibitedly, and there is no lack of calmness. In the entire Great Qin today, there are only two people like them.

"Well, you, find a silk scarf to wipe the dirt on my boots." Zheng Aya'er took out a gold coin from her arms and threw it directly at Li Ping, who came over.

"Click" The gold coin landed with a crisp sound, rolled a few times on the stone slab, and just stopped at Li Ping's feet.