Xia Ye decided to look for a 'drunken half-immortal' on the street, and for the sake of safety, before leaving the Wenxiang Temple, he stole a guest's clothes, and then dressed up a little, and became a beautiful son, so he swaggered on the street.

This is the first time that the summer night really touched the street market of the capital of Wei State, and I feel that it is really rich in the people of Wufu, where people come and go, merchants gather, and it is very prosperous. However, what she was looking for on a summer night was the dirty and messy market, but it seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and she could not find it even if she broke her leg.

"Perhaps, he will go somewhere else to 'swagger', and if he walks around again, he may be able to run into him." Summer Night thought to herself. In this way, she searched for a long time, it was early spring, the sunny day in the south was already a little warm, and the mouth was dry on the summer night, so she wanted to find a teahouse to go in and rest, and drink saliva by the way.

When I was looking around, I heard a noise coming from a tavern in front of me, and there were already a lot of people around, and I happened to be okay on a summer night, so I also leaned over to look.

As soon as he squeezed into the inner circle of the crowd, he saw a person pushed out in a very embarrassed way, and fell to the ground, the wine gourd on his body rolled to the side, and the wine 'gurgling' out of it, he ignored the bruises on his forehead and the ground was bleeding, and quickly pounced on the gourd and helped the gourd up, and his mouth couldn't wait to pour the wine that had not been absorbed by the land into his mouth.

On a summer night, there is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, isn't this the drunk half-immortal Xuanqing.

"Phew, what a bad drunkard." A tall and burly man, with an exotic accent, rushed to the Taoist priest's side and kicked his wine gourd away, this time with enough force, the gourd suddenly shattered to the ground, and there was not a drop of wine left inside.

Xia Ye saw that this man was tall and strong, although he was wearing the clothes of the Central Plains, but he had a high nose and deep eyes, and he was obviously from a foreign land.

He jumped up from the ground with his hands on his hips, and scolded at the tavern like a shrew: "A group of villains who don't believe in their words, you will have retribution, and if you don't believe in the poor hexagram, you can only kick over my wine, how can this really be true." ”

Hearing the drunken half-immortal scolding the street, several men who were as strong as cows rushed out of the tavern, they were dressed like the man who kicked through the drunken half-immortal wine gourd, and looked like ordinary merchants.

"I don't know whether you are dead or alive, what kind of bad hexagram are you, our master doesn't care about you anymore, don't get out of here!" A short man with fierce eyes glaring at the drunken half-immortal and yelling.

"You told Dao Ye to get out, do you have to get out of Dao Ye? Accompany my wine first, by the way, I originally said that I would give your master a hexagram, and the hexagram is a jar of 30 years of 'Qianli Xiang', but you used the excuse that this hexagram was unlucky, and only gave me a gourd, which I was going to ignore it, but now I even kicked over the gourd, and this account will be recalculated. With that, the drunken half-fairy really sat at the door of the tavern.

"You unreasonable Taoist priest, you are toasting and not eating and drinking, brothers, how about we give this Taoist a ride?" The stout man looked like a small head in the crowd, and his eyes sparkled fiercely as he spoke.

"Okay." His companions had evil smiles on their faces, and they were about to be rude to the drunken half-immortals.

"What happened?" At this moment, a young woman's delicate voice suddenly sounded out of thin air.

Then there was a man's shouting voice: "Get out of the way, the female inspector of Jiangxia Mansion has arrived, and no one is waiting to give way." ”

The people surrounding the door of the tavern immediately spread out on both sides, making way for a passageway.

On a summer night, I saw a girl with a malted complexion, a ruddy and firm face, and a yamen official uniform, who walked over heroically and sassily, followed by a girl who was also dressed, but she looked white and beautiful, more than feminine but not heroic. Behind the two of them were several messengers, who shouted and shouted, and from time to time drove aside the people who had rushed up.

"It's 'Jiangxia Shuangjiao'." Someone whispered beside the summer night, and the words were very envious.

"I heard that the official title of female inspector was specially set up by the emperor for the two of them." One added with a sense of superiority in an exclusive report.

"It's no wonder that one of them is the general's daughter, and the other is the niece of the current queen."

"Hehe, maybe the emperor is just coaxing them to play."

"Shhhh

Maybe it was because she heard someone whispering, and the handsome-looking female inspector couldn't help but turn her head towards Xia Ye, but when her eyes swept over Xia Ye's face, her eyes suddenly froze, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily hooked a smile, but in an instant, she immediately bit her lower lip and turned her head.

"Lord Xiong, you are here." The drunken half-immortal jumped up from the threshold at this time, and saw the female inspector as if he were a relative.

"Drunk half-immortal, are you spilling here again?" Lord Xiong seemed to recognize Xuan Qing, and couldn't help but be angry and funny when he saw him, it seemed that he had caused her a lot of trouble.

"Ah, Lord Xiong, this time it's not about the poor road, it's because one of the uncles in it doesn't give the poor way hexagrams, and he wants to beat people fiercely. You are the fairest in your dealings, and this time you must be the master of the poor way. Xuan Qing said as he pointed to the men dressed as businessmen.

"Oh, there's such a thing?" Lord Xiong looked at a few big men with unkind faces who were blocking the door, and because of a few words of drunken half-immortal sycophants, he was determined to take care of them, so he hugged his fists to those people and said, "A few people look like guests coming from afar." This official is Xiong Rui'er, the female inspector of Jiangxia Mansion, and this is Lord Situ Xue. As he spoke, he pointed to the beautiful girl behind him, "The big and small disputes that happened in the capital are all under my control, may I ask if what the drunken half-immortal said is the truth?" ”

Several big men glanced at each other, and the stout man stepped forward and walked towards Xiong Rui

Er arched his hand and said, "Lord Xiong, don't listen to what this Taoist priest says." Just now, we were accompanying my master to drink wine and eat meat, and it was this Taoist priest who came up by himself and said that he would send a hexagram and only ask for an altar of 'Qianli Xiang' for 30 years. My lord had nothing to do, so he allowed him. This Taoist priest did give my lord a hexagram, and we didn't treat him badly, even if he poured him a gourd of good wine, it was just the remaining wine, and the master asked him to give him a way to crack it, but he pretended to prevaricate in every way. But at the beginning, he patted his chest and bragged, saying that if it was an auspicious hexagram, everyone would be happy, and if it was a bad hexagram, he would send a way to crack it. ”

"You're talking nonsense, isn't the poor road already sent a way to crack it! It is to ask you to leave Jiangxia immediately, because you are dissatisfied with this law, and you have to think of another law after being poor, which is ridiculous, and the will of heaven is not a child's play! It's good for you, you insist on going your own way and become angry, turn your face and don't recognize people, and the most hateful thing is that you beat the gourd wine in the poor road, is it possible that the hexagram is for you! "It seems that the most distressing thing about the drunken half-immortal is the gourd wine.

"Oh, I see." Xiong Rui'er listened to the words of both sides, pondered for a moment and said, "In my opinion, although this drunken half-immortal is exaggerated, but, after all, he also calculated a hexagram for you, and the gourd wine should be his, but now you are kicking it to pieces, it really shouldn't be." ”

"Oh, Lord Xiong, is this a favor for the people of his own country?" The short man looked a little unhappy at once, and several of his companions also surrounded him, with the intention of dubbing it.

The atmosphere became a little tense for a while.

Situ Xue stood behind Xiong Rui'er a little nervously, and those officials unconsciously pressed their hands on the saber on their waists, Xiong Rui'er turned her face and did not change her color, and said loudly: "If a few people are dissatisfied with the handling of this official, please go to the yamen of Jiangxia Mansion to talk together!" ”

"You ......" the stout man was about to get angry.

At this moment, several more people came out of the tavern, the first one was nearly one meter nine tall, wearing a hat made of animal fur, the brim was pressed very low, covering his eyebrows, his facial features were very resolute, like a knife and axe, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, his face was dark and flushed with a healthy flush, he was not very old, but he also looked like he was about thirty.

"Sir." Several people outside the door hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

"Hassan, it's your fault that you kicked over the wine gourd of the Taoist, go, ask the shopkeeper to ask for two jars of thirty-year-old 'Thousand Miles' to give to the Taoist. In addition, give another ten taels of silver, which is considered compensation for breaking the gourd. "His voice was deep and exotic, but it had a majesty of its own.

When the young man named Hassan heard the old man's words, he immediately obediently went to ask the shopkeeper for wine.

"May I ask who your Excellency is?" Xiong Ruier asked.

The man arched his hand and said very politely: "Lord Xiong, the villain's surname is He, and he is a businessman." There is no way to discipline the subordinates, which makes the Taoist chief frightened, and he still hopes to do business in your place for the first time, and it is inevitable that there will be some misunderstandings in words. ”

"Oh, I wonder where the guests come from?" Xiong Rui'er saw that the other party said politely, and it was clear that she didn't want to cause trouble, which was the best for her, so she got off the donkey and asked casually.

Without waiting for the tall man to speak, the short and stout man behind him was a little annoyed and wanted to squeeze up to speak, but was stopped by the man, and his voice was unfazed: "My country, spring and summer are covered with flowers, autumn and winter are snowy, Lord Xiong, you are so smart in ice and snow, I believe you will be able to guess." ”

Xiong Rui'er was very useful by him when he said this, in fact, she didn't guess why, but it was inconvenient to say that she didn't know, wouldn't that live up to the tall man's reputation for her. So she nodded politely and smiled.

Then Hassan came out with a jar of wine in one hand, put them in front of the drunken half-immortal, and put a silver ingot on one of the jars.

Seeing this, the drunken half-immortal couldn't wait to reach out and grab the wine jar.

"I don't know if this kind of treatment is satisfactory, Lord Xiong? If there is still something wrong, just tell me. The tall man had no intention of dwelling on this matter any longer.

Xiong Rui'er smiled and said: "Your Excellency is really in business, and you know that harmony makes money, so today's affairs are decided by the official." However," she said with a sudden grim face, "Don't blame the official for reminding me more, Jiangxia is not Your Excellency's country after all, and it is better to restrain the behavior of your subordinates to avoid misunderstandings again." ”

"Thank you, Lord Xiong, for reminding me and taking my leave." After the tall man finished speaking, he arched his hand, led his subordinates, and left without looking back.

At this time, the drunken half-immortal had already sat on the ground, and drank heavily as if no one was beside the altar, and soon dried up a jar of wine. I saw him laugh and throw the empty jar aside, pick up another jar of unopened wine, and staggered to his feet.

"Okay, let's all disperse, don't get in the way of the store's business." Xiong Ruier and Situ Xue began to drive away those who still refused to leave, and still wanted to see the good things that ended.

When driving away the crowd, Xiong Rui'er's eyes seemed to be looking for something, but unfortunately she didn't find it.

At this time, Xia Ye was already standing in an inconspicuous corner away from the crowd, and she was waiting for the right time to talk to Xuan Qing.

Xia Ye saw Xuan Qing happily holding a jar of wine and running north with messy steps, so he followed from a distance.

She followed Xuanqing all the way out of the north gate of Jiangxia City, although he walked unsteadily, but the speed was not slow at all, he 'led' her around in the barren mountains and mountains, and almost gave up several times in the summer night, but he seemed to be deliberately teasing her, whenever she couldn't catch up, he would slow down in front, as if waiting for her.

Finally, the drunken half-immortal led the summer night to a small broken Taoist temple halfway up the mountainside, and he got into it and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, it is dusk, the Taoist temple is gloomy, there is no fireworks, there is a half-dead old tree at the door, a few crows are nesting on the dead branches, and from time to time 'croak' a few sounds, making people feel cold on their backs.

Although Xia Ye wanted to find this drunk half-immortal to save his life, he was still a little stunned when he saw this formation, and he felt a sense of retreat in his heart.

"Time is also fate, girl, since you have come to Contempt, why don't you come in and sit down." Xuan Qing's voice suddenly came from the Taoist temple, like the echo of the valley, and it was like a magic sound.

Hearing this, the summer night involuntarily walked into the Taoist temple with both feet.