Shocked by the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

In Liuhe Town, Wuxing County, Huzhou, a lonely boat on the elegant lake adds a bit of poetry to the hazy lake.

The smoke and rain on the lake, a bleak and desolate.

The flat boat has passed, and the rouge pink willow has nowhere to hide.

It's a pity that there is only Xiao Suo and desolate on the lake, but there is no longer a lot of rouge willow.

On the lonely boat, the old man in brocade leaned on the edge of the boat, wearing a fox fur, half-squinting, humming a small tune he heard when he first came to Liuhe Town in Jiangnan some time ago.

"The stream is clear and the stream is long,

What a good scenery on both sides of the stream,

………………”

This former second-class member of the court, the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Qian Lin, has been up and down in the sea for decades, and is like a fish in water in the officialdom, thanks to his unique vision, he can retreat bravely, so that he has a chance to enjoy his old age in peace.

"Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old, the ancients are sincere, don't deceive me."

"It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come, the ancients are sincere, don't deceive me!"

Qian Lin suddenly got up when he heard the voice, turned his head and looked around, there was only a hazy fog around him, and he couldn't see anyone on the boat.

"Who is so bold! You know who I am! ”

No one answered, and for a moment he felt that it was his own delusion, there might be no one at all, but after so many years, he had a bit of a cup.

As he took a long breath, in the haze, one figure after another appeared on the deck, they were hidden in the mist, as if they were incorporeal, and a gust of wind could blow them away.

But the figure was real, for they were approaching him step by step, their arms stretched out nearly four feet long, and they were just raised above their heads and waved towards him.

"Who are you! Who the hell are you! ”

A breeze blew, and the mist was blown away a lot, and out of it came a person, dressed in red, she was a woman, a very beautiful woman, she was graceful, her body was graceful, and her voice was magnetic.

"In the spring of the thirteenth year of Xinkang, the queen of Yan Wang Jicheng and a group of officials in the court were sentenced to raze the three clans for twenty-eight major crimes that were trumped up, and in the autumn of the same year, one hundred and twenty-three people from the three clans of the Yan Wangfu became the souls of the sword, and today I took them to you to settle them one by one!"

Hearing this, and seeing the person who came clearly, the former Ministry of Rites Shangshu sat completely paralyzed on the deck, countless words stuck in his throat and were stunned, and he struggled for a long time before he said:

"It's Shoufu Lu Yuan, everything is a game set up by Lord Shoufu and the queen, I'm just a chess piece, it's none of my business!"

The broadsword was like a living creature in the hand of the woman in red, and black air currents wrapped around the blade, as if it was about to break free from the restraints, but it was sucked back again.

This is the soul of the dead, the soul of the one hundred and twenty-three people of the Yan Palace, they are crying, they died unjustly.

"Hmph, you can talk to them about these things, and I'll send you to them!"

The butcher's knife was raised above his head, and with a slash, the black knife flashed away, but in Qian Lin's eyes, it seemed that he had experienced a lifetime, and the black air flow enveloped him, making him understand the despair they had experienced in their lifetimes.

The black ghost head knife greedily sucked Qian Lin's life force, and after a while, he was a living person before, but now he was a dried corpse.

At this point, the black air flow slowly calmed down and returned to the butcher's knife, and the woman in red holding the knife turned a little pale, and a white hair quietly appeared.

Putting the knife into the sheath, the woman's breathing was a little heavy, and when she heard footsteps, the red figure disappeared in a flash, and the next second appeared by the lake, walking alone outside the city.

Huainan Road, Yuzhou City.

Handle everything well, arrange for the white gentleman to rest in the guest room, and go downstairs alone with the shopkeeper.

"A pot of welcome pine, two catties of sauce beef, a satin duck, first on credit."

The young shopkeeper whispered to Ghost Xiaoer, with a smile on his face that had never changed from beginning to end.

"The shopkeeper has a pot of welcome pine on credit, two catties of sauce beef, a satin duck, and the kitchen is a little slippery!"

There was a burst of laughter, this is the third time since this month that the shopkeeper has drunk and eaten on credit, and according to his own words, this is all the entanglement of his future walking in the rivers and lakes.

Carrying the wine and food, the shopkeeper walked in the direction of Yongjinmen, and many people in the neighborhood greeted him along the way, and they would call him "Young shopkeeper." ”

"Zi Geng, come, come here, come to Aunt Yan's side."

A pleasant voice sounded, and behind him was a woman in a plain robe, with a goose egg face, beautiful and moving, with a green silk behind her head, symbolizing that she had been a woman, plump and well-rounded, even if she didn't have powder, she couldn't stop her ten thousand styles, and had a charm different from that of a young girl.

Graceful lotus steps, swaying away the world.

Hearing the voice, the young shopkeeper Wei Zigeng turned his head, answered the "Aunt Xuan" and walked towards the beautiful woman with a childlike smile, as if he had seen his mother.

"Zi Geng, go back and talk to your father, I changed the Guangzhuo Ming Lou he sent according to my own method, let him take some back to try the taste for the guys in the inn, it's not good for Aunt Yan to change it again."

The beautiful woman who was called "Aunt Yan" doted on the head of the young shopkeeper Wei Zigeng, and her eyes were full of unconcealable love.

In the inn before, even if Feng Ma'an's dagger was only half a foot away from him, the young shopkeeper had never had this moment of agitation in his heart, and he let down all his vigilance in front of this woman, just because of this voice "Aunt Yan", he shouted for nearly fourteen years.

"Oh, that's right."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman took off a jade plaque engraved with Guanyin from her neck and handed it to Wei Zigeng's hand.

"This is the talisman jade plate that Aunt Yan asked for from Anye Temple back then, it is not a valuable thing, but I have been following Aunt Yan for 20 years, and your and Ziqing's birthdays are approaching, so let's be a gift from Aunt Yan."

Looking at the jade plate in his hand, Wei Zigeng remembered that his sister kept showing a jade bracelet in front of him a few days ago, although it was indeed not too valuable, but when he knew that it was given to her by Aunt Wan, Wei Zigeng's heart was also sour.

"No, no, my dad will ......"

"He dares!"

Seeing that the young shopkeeper Wei Zigeng pushed it, the beautiful woman grabbed his hand and held the jade plate in his palm.

"You brothers and sisters were raised by me, and you have also been called "Aunt Yan" for 14 years, so you are already my children, why not give gifts to my own children? If he dares to say a word of nonsense, you will come and tell Aunt Yan, Aunt Yan will support you, you are afraid of him, and Aunt Yan will teach him a lesson for you. ”

After speaking, he touched Wei Zigeng's head dotingly, looked at her smiling face, the young man nodded solemnly like a spring breeze.

This beautiful woman's name is Chen Xuanyu, the most prestigious pretty widow in Yuzhou City, her husband went out of the army, died in a war against foreign enemies, and did not retreat until death, when they were married for more than a month.

After the death of her husband, Chen Yanyu served her in-laws wholeheartedly, while maintaining the whole family, and used a small amount of pension to run a wine shop near Yongjinmen, which was far away from the downtown area, which was the Jade Wine Shop thereafter.

With its unique winemaking process and good looks, the business of this winery has been rising.

A hundred years after his in-laws, countless people persuaded Chen Yanyu to remarry, and it is not a beautiful thing for a woman to show up outside in this era after all, and she never wanted to be speechless by her sentence "Jianghuai men are more graceful, not as good as women to carry the ding".

This sentence also quickly spread among the women, and for a while, more and more people came to the Jade Wine Shop to see what kind of woman could say such arrogant words, but all the arguments were silent the moment they saw Chen Yanyu.

It is understandable that a woman with such an outstanding appearance, figure, and temperament can say such things.

Under the praise of countless drinkers, the Jade Wine Shop has become famous, and the drinkers are like clouds.

"Brother, what are you doing here? Didn't Dad let you look at the inn? It's not that you don't know what kind of people are in the inn, and without you as a young shopkeeper, I'm afraid there will be trouble. ”

A voice like a silver bell sounded, and two girls walked slowly behind him, talking in a red power suit, with a high ponytail, and a somewhat similar appearance to Wei Zigeng.

Next to her was a girl in a blue wide-sleeved Confucian shirt, her eyes were like springs, and she had an elegant bookish atmosphere when she was looking forward to it.

The girl in red held the arm of the girl in green clothes, and did not forget to show the young man the blue bracelet she wore on her wrist, when she saw the white jade Guanyin card in the young man's hand, her expression changed, and then she figured it out, and then pulled the girl in green clothes to the beautiful woman.

"Aunt Yan, I brought Ah Ying to see you."

"Hello Aunt Wan."

The girl in Tsing Yi gave a salute, and then her eyes fell on the young man unconsciously, and she withdrew her gaze with just one glance.

How could this little careful thinking be hidden from Chen Wanyu, these three people were all grown up by her, and she had long regarded the girl in front of her as a daughter-in-law.

"Ah Ying's birth is getting more and more standard, there is no need to be polite to come to Aunt Wan, wait for Ah Ying's birthday, Aunt Yan will send you a better one, it must be better than Zigeng's little bastard."

The girl in Tsing Yi pushed again and again, her cheeks were crimson, and the girl in red on the side laughed movingly, and the more Chen Yanyu looked at it, the more happy she became.

The young man who was hanging aside by them looked at the smile of the girl in Tsing Yi at this moment, and his heart had flown out of the clouds.

"Hello? Feed! Dude! ”

The two calls of the girl in red, Wei Ziqing, pulled the young man back to reality, her pupils refocused, and she looked at the three people in front of her.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

The young shopkeeper Wei Zigeng scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and his sister Wei Ziqing knew where he was going when he looked at the jar of wine in his hand and wrapped it in butter paper.

"I haven't seen Mr. Zhou in the private school today, I must be drinking with my father again, and I happen to have nothing to do, Ah Ying and I will go to see Su Qi'er with you."

Wei Zigeng nodded, the girl in red held the arm of the girl in green clothes, and on the young man's side, the three of them said goodbye to the brewing lady Chen Xuanyu and walked out of the city.

Along the way, the three of them talked and laughed, and the two girls told interesting stories in today's private school of the academy, and the young man patiently listened and told them that the inn was dead again.

At first, they sighed, but when they knew that the person was a notorious flower thief in the rivers and lakes, Wei Ziqing clenched his fists, and he had the urge to step forward and make up for two more knives.

Looking at the angry look on his friend's face, Zhou Ying in Tsing Yi on the side covered her chuckle, but Wei Zigeng saw that his sister's raised right hand was trembling slightly, and his heart was like a knife when he couldn't even pinch his five fingers.

After a short time, the three of them came out of the city together.

There is a mountain near the outside of the city, called Qingbei Mountain, there is a lake under the mountain, called Songjun Lake, there is a big tree and a dilapidated temple by the lake.

The tree is a willow tree, but the temple is unknown.

For more than ten years, no one has worshipped, thanks to the quality of the construction materials, more than ten years of wind and frost baptism, so that it can still shelter people who have no fixed place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Su Qi'er!"

Wei Zigeng shouted loudly, and as soon as the words fell, a figure fell from the willow tree, and slammed his face to the ground.

But the man seemed to feel no pain at all, sat up slowly, broke off a wicker from the willow tree behind him, tied up his unkempt and loose hair, and then groped around with his eyes closed, and took the sword that had fallen aside in his hand, and then stood up and stretched.

"Su Qi'er, do you want to take a bath again?"

Hearing Wei Ziqing's silver bell-like voice, the beggar opened his eyes suddenly, hurriedly came to the three of them, and with a flattering smile, he squeezed his eyebrows at Wei Zigeng, and motioned, "Why did you bring this aunt over."

Su Qi'er, who sent Jun Lake, came to Yuzhou City two years ago, and met the young Wei Zigeng under this willow tree, according to his own words, he was a swordsman from Lingzhou Jinglingtai, and traveled down the mountain, just to find his own sword, and walked tens of thousands of miles, so he came to this Yuzhou City.

Wei Zigeng was convinced of this, because the beggar in front of him was different from the reckless man he saw in the inn, and he had all his fantasies about the real Yu Jianghu knights.

The raunchy dress, the ragged clothes, the shabby hood, the dog's tail grass in the corner of the mouth, the smile that was raised all the time, the wounds on the arms and the corners of the eyebrows, and the weather-beaten long sword, the sword marks on the hilt and scabbard, all showed the fact that the beggar had been in a hundred battles.

"Isn't it like I haven't seen you in many days? Today I brought some wine and meat to satisfy your cravings. ”

Seeing the wine and meat, Su Qi'er immediately led the three of them into the broken temple, spread the dry grass on the ground, and motioned for the three of them to sit down, several of whom were old acquaintances.

Su Qi'er opened the mud seal of the wine jar, and a refreshing aroma of wine came to his face, he sniffed it carefully, closed his eyes and said:

"Welcome pine, five years of brewing, good wine, good wine!"

Wei Zigeng and the three of them sat on the ground, Su Qi'er was not polite, raised his head and raised the wine jar and poured it violently, seeing his appearance, the three of them smiled, they got along with this beggar the most relaxed, unrestrained, and said whatever they wanted.

"Welcome Songke is a taste of aging in the Jade Wine Workshop, and your altar has drunk my brother a full three taels of silver!"

The Jade Wine Workshop is divided into three grades, one is aged, and the minimum is five years. The second grade of fine wine, the minimum of one year, the third grade of fine wine, the five grains can be simply fermented and distilled.

In fact, the earliest winery did not have a product, this was still the idea that Zhou Ying thought of for Chen Yanyu at that time, and used the wine as a gimmick, a product only opened three large jars every year, and each person could only buy a small jar at most, and a small jar was sold at a minimum of three taels.

This kind of buying method has just been launched and has not been bought by too many people, until the advent of a poem, which has completely revitalized this method.

"Persuade you to drink the welcome wine, Mo Dao Jianghuai has no strength to pine."

Subsequently, the brewery took advantage of the trend to launch a product of aging to welcome the pine, which was touted by the literati, and countless rich people also followed the trend, vassal elegance, and the jade wine workshop also successfully became a first-class brewery because of the welcome pine.

And Zhou Ying was only five years old that year.

Su Qi'er, who heard the price of this jar of wine, his eyes widened, and after he swallowed the wine in his mouth, he silently sealed the jar and covered it, for fear of volatilization.

"I haven't been here in a while, haven't you been busy lately?"

Su Qi'er picked up a piece of beef with her hand and put it in her mouth, nodding as she ate.

"You told me some time ago that there might be a big movement in the inn recently, let me be careful, you already knew something at that time, didn't you?"

Hearing Wei Zigeng's words, the two girls turned their heads and looked at Su Qi'er and the young man's faces in disbelief.

And Su Qi'er just grabbed another piece of duck meat and threw it into her mouth, her satisfied expression overflowing.

The boy was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for the beggar to swallow the meat, he knew that the person in front of him would definitely tell him what he knew, and if he didn't tell him now, it must have not been the time.

"A few days ago, I saw the treasurer of Wei leading a white-clothed swordsman into the city, and I knew that something would definitely happen. Can let the big treasurer personally wait at the gate of the city and lead it into the city, in the world, a pair of hands to count over, and the white-clothed swordsman? Thinking about it, in addition to the arbitrariness of the Yu Xiazhou Du clan, there is only Bai Ling Sword Monarch Bai Junzi alone. ”

"Then why didn't my father talk to me? If I hadn't heard your words and had been prepared, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been so comfortable with today's battle. ”

Wei Zigeng was a little puzzled, everything seemed logical today, but it was just a grudge entanglement between people in the rivers and lakes, and one person died, but everything was so unreasonable.

It just so happened that today's big shopkeeper Wei left the inn without saying a word, it happened that today's black and white boy did not follow the big shopkeeper to travel, it happened that the ghost Xiaoer appeared at the door of the backyard, and even Uncle Liu in the account room happened to have something temporary today, so he asked him to help look at the counter for a while.

It is not a coincidence that countless people happen to be connected to each other, but they are done on purpose.

"If you were told, would you still handle it so perfectly?"

Countless question marks filled their heads, and after a short period of doubt, Zhou Ying was the first to react and said.

"Uncle Wei is to let Zi Geng handle the affairs of the inn by himself, because the inn is mostly people from the rivers and lakes and has received many favors from the inn, so he ......"

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Ying continued:

"So Uncle Wei wants Zigeng to take over the inn?"

This sentence caught the brother and sister a little off guard, and when they heard this, they turned their heads to look at Su Qi'er, who smiled and ate a piece of beef and said.

"Ah Ying is talented, but there is another possibility that you didn't think of it."

"What is possible!"

Without waiting for Su Qi'er to sell Guanzi, Wei Zigeng opened his mouth and asked.

"Shopkeeper Wei is paving the way for Zigeng, paving the way for him in the rivers and lakes, and accumulating contacts."

At this moment, in the Jianghu Inn in Yuzhou City, the guest room where the white gentleman was resting was knocked.

"Bai Gongzi, our big shopkeeper is invited."

It was Ghost Xiaoer who spoke, his voice was high-pitched, similar to his name, and it was weird and abnormal.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and the white gentleman's complexion improved a lot, and he was taken to the backyard study by the ghost Xiaoer, where the sandalwood was curling, and there were two middle-aged men sitting behind a big case.

The other man had a long beard, half-squinted eyes, and an eternal smile on his face, and was wearing an azure robe, meticulous.

The burly middle-aged man is Wei Xian, the shopkeeper of the Jianghu Inn, and the middle-aged Confucian is the president of Qingru Academy, and Zhou Fangru, who carries a pen knife.

Zhou Fangru stretched out his hand and motioned for him to sit down, and above the big case, what was in front of them was a broken arm, which was cut off by his white gentleman himself.

"Would you like to renew your broken arm and pick up your sword again?"

Zhou Fangru stared intently at the white gentleman in front of him, who was known in the rivers and lakes as a white gentleman who was expected to inherit the sword path of the immortal Li Canglan.

"If the revenge is avenged, there is no reason to use the sword, I just want to be an enlightenment gentleman in Mr. Zhou's academy, and I will live this life."

As he spoke, the white gentleman saluted with his only remaining arm.

On the way of the sword, only the pure sword heart can be invincible, if you don't know why your sword is mentioned, then you will be abandoned by the sword, and there is no possibility of reaching the top.

Mr. Zhou smiled and nodded, and did not speak again. Wei Xian, the big shopkeeper on the side, said in a deep voice:

"What do you think, my son Geng?"

The white gentleman raised his head, looked at the face that couldn't see his feelings, and nodded solemnly.

"The young chivalrous spirit of the young shopkeeper is as kind to me as a mountain, and it will become a general trend in the future."

"Then I'll let you re-lift the sword for the inn and for my son Geng, what do you think?"

The white gentleman raised his head and said to the two middle-aged men:

"Even if I don't have the right hand to use the sword, I can still hold the sword, but the broken arm can be continued, and the rules of the inn can't be continued if the rules are broken, so the broken arm is forgotten."

The two nodded, and Zhou Fangru and Wei Xian stood up and looked deeply at the white gentleman opposite them. The white gentleman was sincerely frightened, and hurriedly helped.

Since then, there has been one less Bailing Sword Monarch in the rivers and lakes, one more Mr. Bailing in the Qingru Academy, and one more one-armed judge in the Jianghu Inn.