Chapter 50: Wandering the Northern Cold City
In a few years, it is rare to enjoy a vacation in land warfare, and he rode into the city on horseback. He didn't have anything really to do, but it suddenly occurred to him that he should be more exposed to things outside the barracks, so that some things in his mind could be forgotten faster.
Lu Zhan led his horse and walked around the street, the street was still the same, and the vendors selling along the street were shouting and shouting with their necks, which was not unusual.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Lu Zhan led his horse to Hanbi Building, the largest restaurant in the Northern Cold City, and every time Zhao Gang came here to drink two pots of good wine.
The boy at the door neatly helped Lu Zhan tie his horse, and then welcomed him into the restaurant.
Lu Zhan was quiet, so he naturally went up to the second floor. After ordering a few dishes of wine and food, Lu Zhan sat by the window and looked out of the window.
Looking at the bustling crowd on the street below, buying or selling, bargaining or bargaining, Lu Zhan felt that this human atmosphere was incompatible with himself. That's why he never goes into the city when he has nothing to do, he has no friends in the city, he doesn't have family, he doesn't have anything to buy, what's the use of coming.
Beihan City is located in the northernmost border of Xiao Kingdom, the countryside is simple, the folk customs are open, and occasionally you can see a few pairs of young men and women who are in love with each other, walking side by side on the street, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are flowing ignorant and warm friendship.
Lu Zhan held the wine glass in his hand, I don't know if Xu Miaoyun will also be like Shen Liangzhi, in the bustling city of the capital, accompanied by him.
Saying that he didn't think about her anymore, Lu Zhan laughed at himself wordlessly, and then ate this meal that cost a soldier a month's salary, and left the restaurant.
Xu was provoked by the emotions just now, and Lu Zhan felt that his sudden friendship with Xu Miaoyun might really be related to his perennial lack of affection for women. If you have more contact with women... Is Xu Miaoyun's specialness faint in his eyes?
Lu Zhan has always been a person with super executive ability, thinking this in his heart, his footsteps also went towards the place where there were the most women.
Although he hadn't been in it a few times, with his good memory, he could accurately remember the locations of the main buildings in the city as long as he walked through it, not to mention the jade building that was full of colorful streamers from the first floor to the third floor, beckoning to the men from afar.
Lu Zhan stood in the distance, as if he smelled a woman's fat powder. Good-looking brows furrowed, hesitating whether to really go in.
Just as he hesitated, Xiao Er, who was in front of the door of a small building next to him, saw a gold lord standing in front of him, and hurriedly greeted, "Do you want to relieve your fatigue and have fun?" We can also whisper in the building! ”
Lu Zhan looked sideways at the "Whispering Building" behind Xiao Er, although it was not as richly decorated as the Jade Building, and it looked much more elegant, but Xiao Er's words just now made Lu Zhan unhappy.
Xiao Er ushered in a lot of guests to be sent, and the state of this extraordinary official before meeting immediately changed his words, "Oh, it's small, it's wrong, it's small." I mean, we have good tea in the whispering building, and the best storyteller in the city, if you are tired of walking, you can come in to relieve fatigue, and you can also listen to a joke to have fun~"
When Lu Zhan heard this, he raised his hand and looked at the Jade Building in the distance, and felt that he was repulsed by that kind of place all over his body, so he turned around and followed Xiao Er into the Whispering Building.
Xiao Er led Lu Zhan all the way to a box in the middle of the second floor. Looking down from the box, there was a storyteller on the large platform spitting and talking.
Xiao Er put on a pot of good tea, prepared a few plates of melons and fruits, and quietly retreated. Lu Zhan absentmindedly listened to the jerky and old-fashioned, obviously bluffing story, and suddenly felt that he had made a mistake this time, it was better to practice martial arts and read books in the camp.