Feng Zhou went overseas to make money for three years, and then built a "King of Wine" restaurant to squander, instead of going to Jigong to apprentice and cultivate immortals, it was also helpless and sad.

I think that he was arrogant in the secular world of martial arts, whether it was any way or Chu Liuxiang, he had to be obedient when he saw him, and he could be destroyed with a sword when he saw that the emperor was not pleasing to his eyes, he was really invincible and proud of the world. But when he arrived in this Xianxia world, even if he could still see that the emperor was not pleasing to the eye, he would not dare to do it.

After all, every emperor has the air of an emperor, even if the other party is mentally ill and forced to abdicate, it is also a matter for the ministers of the court, he dares to kill people with a sword, he is afraid that he will be enshrined by the royal family on the spot, and the hidden immortal will be slapped away.

So he had no choice but to hide in the market and hold a wine tasting conference, but in fact, he didn't want to find Jigong at a lower price, but let Jigong come to him.

After all, begging him on the pole and letting him take the initiative to come to him are not only two different things, but also have different feelings in the other party's psychology.

Although this Jigong is witty and nonsense, he is still a holy monk who is wide on the outside and benevolent on the inside, helping the needy, eliminating violence and peace, and has the heart of a benevolent person, but he has an old problem, that is, he likes to drink very much.

Therefore, in order to attract Jigong to drink at the door, Feng Zhou set a rule as soon as he opened the store, as long as he is a person who cultivates his fate, he can drink all the fine wine in the restaurant for free.

Not only that, but he also spread rumors, saying that the treasure wine of his town store is so powerful that even the dragon Arhat has been drunk, this Jigong is known as "wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart", and as the reincarnation of the Dragon Arhat, he has to come over to see and see.

Because the Buddha doesn't want people to have no desires, but only tells people to pursue liberation.

Although the dragon descending arhat is in the spirit of Buddhism, he is only an arhat, and he has not yet become a Buddha, so he naturally has a certain human nature.

So Feng Zhou lived in the restaurant and started his daily business.

On this day, a scholar came to the second floor, bought wine and food, while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, while drinking and eating, unconsciously drunk slightly, asked the shopkeeper to take the four treasures of the study, and directly wrote a poem "The Wind into the Song" on the plain surface of a screen: "A spring long fee to buy money, drunk by the lake every day." Yu Cheng is accustomed to West Lake Road, and hisses proudly in front of the Gu Restaurant. Singing and dancing in the fragrance of red apricots, swinging in the shadow of green poplars. The warm wind is ten miles of beauty, the flowers are pressed and the clouds are biased, the painting boat carries the incense back, and the remaining feelings pay the lake and the lake smoke. Tomorrow, I will bring the residual wine again to find Mo Shanghuadian. ”

After writing, I watched it myself, and laughed with joy. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he picked up the pen again and wrote in the back: "Linzhou Taishu Yu Guobao".

As soon as he finished writing, he heard someone behind him say, "Good words!

The scholar looked back, but saw an elderly scholar standing there nodding his head again and again, with a look of appreciation.

At this time, Feng Zhou was sitting behind the counter, and as soon as the old scholar entered the door, he noticed it.

Because this guy is extravagant, there are a few strong men around him, who seem to be accompanied by him, and there are faint signs of arching guards.

The old scholar held a folding fan in his hand, shook it gently, looked at the poems on the screen, and nodded again and again.

"This old scholar is noble, and he has a guard, and he seems to be either rich or expensive. Feng Zhou said secretly in his heart.

But he didn't have the slightest affection for these two scholars.

Now the Great Song Dynasty is partial to the southern half of the country, bowing to the Jin people in the north, this Hangzhou city is also called Lin'an, it is where the line is, when today's Emperor Gaozong Zhao Gou, is the cowardly emperor who unjustly killed Yue Fei.

It was under this kind of anger that the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty did not think of subduing the northern homeland, but spent all day long, drinking wine and admiring flowers, and recovering the Central Plains, and had long forgotten about the matter of recovering the Central Plains.

To put it simply, they are already heartless things.

This scholar Yu Guobao was happy in his heart, so he took advantage of the wine to give a slight salute and said: "Xiao Ke is clumsy, and I ask the old gentleman for advice." ”

The old gentleman wisped his beard and said with a smile: "Although the words are good, they are petty and childish." ”

Directly put pen to paper, crossed out the "carrying" and "wine" in "re-carrying the residual wine tomorrow", and changed them to the words "help" and "drunk" respectively.

"Oh! It's a good change! It's a wonderful change, but it's just a change of two words, and the artistic conception of this word is very different. ”

There was a voice behind them, and the two scholars looked back, but Feng Zhou, the big shopkeeper of the "King of Wine", walked out of the counter, clapped his hands and said happily: "The two of you are readers at a glance, this poem is really written as a good West Lake amusement map, I think only a poem can reflect the wonderfulness of this word." ”

"Oh?" Yu Guobao was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "I don't know if it's that poem?"

"Outside the mountain, the Qingshan building is outside the building, when will the West Lake sing and dance, the warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is Bianzhou. Hahahaha......"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the old scholar and Yu Guobao suddenly changed.

This poem is actually inscribed on the wall of a hotel by the scholar Lin Sheng in the Ningzong era, which has not yet come out at this time, but it is very appropriate for the moment.

Clearly satirized the two people in front of them who would only be greedy for fun and pleasure, forgetting about national affairs, and clearly scolding the people in power for "resting" war and peace, not thinking about recovering the lost territory of the Central Plains, only seeking peace and quietness, blindly indulging in lust, and seeking pleasure.

That Yu Guobao is just a bachelor, not in his position and not seeking his job, listening to Feng Zhou's slow ridicule, he just snorted coldly, threw down a piece of silver, turned his head and left.

But the old scholar couldn't hold it on his face, flicked his sleeves, and snorted coldly: "Not a son of man." ”

"What is this?" Feng Zhou was not happy, and said coldly: "Don't you listen to the contempt of meat eaters, and those in power don't want to accept their homeland, and blindly seek pleasure, but laugh for everyone." ”

"Bastard!" the old scholar changed color, and several strong men beside him who were faintly guarding immediately stepped forward, surrounded the generals, and forced Feng Zhou to look.

But how could Feng Zhou put them in his eyes and sneered: "The weapon of criticism doesn't work, and the criticism of the weapon can't be successful?"

"Shopkeeper, beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth. A strong man said coldly.

"Huh. Feng Zhou smiled coldly, secretly used spiritual power, and forced the old gentleman, but then he felt that he was resisted by a vast and inexplicable momentum, and his heart was shocked, and he had already understood the general identity of the old scholar in front of him.

Feng Zhou has been an emperor, a commander, and the aura cultivated through the unity of the monarch and the minister, and the aura on his body contains all kinds of nobility, which can block the momentum of this noble aura, only it may be the qi of the son of heaven, or the qi of power.

And the current Son of Heaven is Gaozong Zhao Gou, and the minister of power is the traitor Qin Hui, although these two people are bastards, but because they are the monarchs and ministers of the orthodox dynasty, because they have this kind of powerful momentum, they can't be hurt.

This Zhao Gou is seventeen years younger than Qin Hui, and he is only forty or fifty years old at this time, and the old scholar in front of him is at most fifty years old, so he is likely to be that Gaozong Zhao Gou.

With Feng Zhou's martial arts, of course, he can defeat those guards and kill this bastard emperor casually. But as soon as this aura came out, he knew that it was impossible to kill him.

Since he is the Son of Heaven, then there must be Ziwei at the head, surrounded by stars, and the Mandate of Heaven is in his body, which is not something that he can kill as a small martial artist at all.

Just as the king of Xuan teased Nuwa at the beginning, Nuwa wanted to kill him, but she resisted the breath of destiny, so she had to retreat with hatred.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhou smiled, glanced at the guards, and didn't say anything.

The old scholar didn't look at Feng Zhou, strode out of the restaurant, and snorted coldly: "Disappointing!"

A guard hurriedly came over and said in a low voice: "Master, this person is bold and reckless, do you want to clean it up." ”

The old scholar smiled faintly: "It's just a trivial matter, why don't you worry about it, just let Lin'an Mansion Yin arrange it." ”

"Yes!" the guard turned around and was about to give orders to his men, but as soon as he turned around, he didn't take a few steps before he slammed into a man.

"Oh no, monk, I've been broken, I'm going to die!" a monk in a scruffy monk's robe screamed and lay on the ground, full of breath.

The guard glanced at the monk, and suddenly his mind was chaotic, and the things that the master ordered immediately disappeared from his mind.

He calmed down and shouted: "Where did the crazy monk come from, messing around here?"

"It's terrible, I've broken the monk, I can't get up!" The monk was still lying on the ground, screaming with full anger, where did he look half injured.

"Big brother, this monk is called Daoji, he is a monk of Lingyin Temple, he is usually crazy, but he has some means, not to be underestimated. One of the guards whispered.

"What? He's Jigong?"