Yunzhou capital city.

Hanging Sword Division.

Du Lengqiu's expression was stunned. He pointed to his nose and asked, "I'm going to be transferred?"

The middle-aged civil official in the scarlet robe official uniform had a cold face, "Yes, Lord Du." The clerk is here, and I also ask the adults to report to Qingzhou as soon as possible. ”

Du Lengqiu chuckled.

In the Great Zhou court, civil officials were a very interesting force. They looked down on cultivators, believing that they were not of much benefit to the human race.

In their opinion, the human race has driven the demon race to the north-west, and if it is no longer a problem, then the human race will not need too many cultivators.

In their view, cultivators who are not engaged in production and are idle all day long, but are too high to be on top, is really a stumbling block to social progress.

Especially the violent organ of the Hanging Sword Division, whose status is still above the local government, is simply a shame for all their civil officials.

Du Lengqiu had never been in Hojing, so he naturally didn't know about the opposition between the two, but he was very unhappy with the tone of the civil official in front of him. This transfer is not normal in the first place, and there must be something greasy in it.

The two unhappiness added up enough to make him mad.

He didn't ask what the transfer was all about. The little six-rank civil official in front of him is just a messenger and has no weight. He turned and walked away, not wanting to say anything more.

The civil official hurriedly followed up two steps and shouted: "My lord, please bring this appointment letter to take office, so that the lower officials can explain." ”

Du Lengqiu ignored it, and the civil official scolded in a low voice: "A barbarian is a barbarian." ”

Du Lengqiu suddenly stopped, ten steps away from him, and with a backhand palm, the civil official flew up half of his teeth and smashed it on the potholed ground.

The civil official was stunned, covering his mouth, blood oozing from his fingers.

"You hit me. ”

Du Lengqiu asked rhetorically, "Isn't it normal for barbarians to beat people?" After speaking, he walked away.

The man's anger was cold, and when Du Lengqiu walked away, he scolded fiercely: "Barbarian, I, Li Tao, will never rest with you." As he spoke, his toothache was so bad that he almost burst into tears.

Out of the Hanging Sword Division, Du Lengqiu was a little dazed.

Although the world is big, there is no confidant. He sighed, if Shu Hongsleeve was still there, there would be a greedy person who laughed, but now, there is a vast sea of people, but he is alone.

He chose a path at random, walked alone, had no purpose in his heart, and his eyes were not focused.

After walking for a long time, he suddenly heard a person shouting behind him: "My lord, my lord, I am Qu Xian, my lord." ”

Du Lengqiu turned around blankly and saw an old man with uncoordinated facial features, although he looked in good spirits, his hair was still gray.

"Qu Xian?"

Qu Xian grinned, revealing his jagged teeth, "It's really a supreme honor that the adults still remember the grass people." If it weren't for the chance encounter with adults on the road that year, our family of three would have been eaten by the sand demon and become a lonely ghost in Liangzhou. ”

Du Lengqiu suddenly suddenly, hehe, it is Qu Xian, who has a scary-looking daughter, the owner of the silk village. In Liangzhou, I was afraid that my daughter would be stolen by monsters, so I avoided Jiangnan, but I didn't expect to meet again in this Yunzhou mansion, it was really fate.

It's just that time flies, and the middle-aged boss of the year is now in his twilight years.

Qu Xian was extremely enthusiastic, "My lord, the villain's fate is shallow, and I couldn't invite the adult to drink a glass of water and wine, and today I asked the adult to move and give the villain a thin noodle." ”

Du Lengqiu was bored at the moment, and said angrily: "It's okay, it's rare to meet old friends." ”

Qu Xian said happily: "The best restaurant in Yunzhou is Longquan. Their Longquan liquor is claimed to be brewed from the snow springs of Jiulong Mountain, and each bottle has been cellared for more than 20 years. ”

"Oh, then I have to try it. ”

Qu Xian was already old at this time, and he lost the philistine atmosphere that he bragged about back then.

He smiled slyly and said: "My lord, the slogan of this Longquan restaurant is a good comparison, when the villain sold silk in Liangzhou, it was known as a tribute to the interior, and the quality of weaving in Suzhou was even better. ”

Just listen to this kind of slogan. ”

Du Lengqiu was amused when he heard this, and said, "Is Lao Qu still in the silk business?"

Qu Xian shook his head, "This silk business in Jiangnan is not easy to do, and the villain has long been out of business now." It's my son-in-law who runs the business of a carriage and horse dealership. ”

Du Lengqiu was very surprised when he heard this, and his face unconsciously showed a bit of a strange color, "Oh, son-in-law." "Qu Xian's daughter can actually get married, which really makes people admire the courage of his son-in-law.

Qu Xian said: "Yes, do you remember the coachman named Xiao Zhang when my family of three fled from Liangzhou?"

Du Lengqiu was vaguely impressed, nodded and said, "Well, it's a young man." ”

"Now he runs a car and horse dealership business, which is enough for us to support our family. Little old man, I am idle now, and I have nothing to do all day. ”

The two walked forward while talking and laughing, and soon turned a few corners to Longquan Restaurant.

The green flag of the restaurant is fluttering, and it is very lively.

The five-storey building stands out from the crowd at its height and stands out from the crowd.

Qu Xian entered the restaurant, occupied a table by the side of the road, and shouted: "Two pots of wine, a plate of fennel beans, a plate of dried tofu, a plate of marinated three silks, and a plate of beef liver." ”

An acquaintance customer next to him immediately teased: "Yo, Lao Qu, you have made it." Isn't your son-in-law old when he doesn't come to you?"

Qu Xian scolded with a smile: "Hei San, no big or small, I'm your uncle." ”

Hei San was about to refute, when he suddenly saw Du Lengqiu's colorful official uniform, although he didn't recognize that this was the custom-made style of the Hanging Sword Division, but he knew that the people did not fight with the officials, he shrunk his neck, laughed dryly, and fled with a smoke.

The two sat down, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and in a moment, the two pots of wine were clean.

Qu Xian was slightly drunk, his eyes were drunk, and he persuaded with a big tongue: "Big, adult, the villain sees that you have something on your mind." Why don't you talk about it? ”

Du Lengqiu does have some worries, and he doesn't know how to choose.

He was an indifferent man. In the original world, they didn't want to meddle in things, let alone in this strange world. He originally went to solve the bride's murder case, firstly, to obtain the reward of the headquarters of the Hanging Sword Division, and secondly, he felt that there were many conspiracies in it, and he could obtain great benefits.

However, while he was trying, a piece of paper made all his efforts come to naught. In this way, Du Lengqiu was left with only three options, but each of them was not the optimal solution.

Du Lengqiu asked, "Lao Qu, don't mention me, how do you think you have lived in this life?"

Qu Xian shook his gray head, "I, I'm naturally not as majestic as adults every day. But I went north to Liangzhou and south to Yunzhou, saw all the scenery, and earned a few taels of silver to support my family. I have drunk thin rice porridge, I have also drunk Longquan wine, and I have drunk dew in the dining style, and this life is worth it. ”

"My lord, how big the bowl is, how much rice can be added. This man is content and happy. If I want to become an immortal in my heart, it would be strange if I didn't get angry with myself. ”

After speaking, Qu Xian stood up slowly, picked up the fennel beans at the last moment and threw them into his mouth, chewed them crunchyly, walked to the door leisurely, hit his head on the doorpost, and fell asleep on the ground.