The next morning, Zhang Xuejiu woke up touching his chin.

When he touched his bare chin like a plucked chicken butt, he couldn't help but let out a strange scream!

The pine wine in the soup has not yet woken up.

But Zhang Xuezhu's surprise made him break out in a cold sweat, and he suddenly felt cool.

With his cultivation realm, he shouldn't lose last night's wine fight.

Although Tang Zhongsong called for three and a half of wine and Liu Ruiying to drink him together, it was not enough to lose so miserably, no matter what, he could have a draw.

It's just that Tang Zhongsong said three chapters of the offer law beforehand, one of which is that Zhang Xuejiu can't mobilize the energy in his body to turn into wine, so he has to drink hard and pour it like this.

I don't even know how I got back.

"You get up for me!"

Zhang Xuezhi was furious and took Tang Zhongsong out of the bed and threw him to the ground.

Tang Zhongsong was drunk, but when he saw Zhang Xuexuan's bare chin, he immediately "giggled" again.

"I'm pretty good, aren't you?"

Tang Zhongsong got up from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he got into the warm quilt and said.

"Where's my beard?"

Zhang Xuexuan's voice was cold and fierce, as if he had an enmity with Tang Zhongsong.

"Do you remember what you promised yesterday?"

Tang Zhongsong asked without panic, and even crossed Erlang's legs in the quilt.

"What did I promise?"

Zhang Xuezhu had completely lost his mind, and actually repeated the question again with Tang Zhongsong's question.

"Before you went to the banquet, did you say that you were going to drink me to death?"

Tang Zhongsong asked.

"Yes......"

Zhang replied.

"Are we determined to fight, then?"

Tang Zhongsong asked again.

"Yes......"

"So, your beard is the punishment for losing the fight!"

Tang Zhongsong smiled, pulled the quilt out, and covered his head.

In fact, he didn't want Zhang Xuezhu to see that he was laughing too arrogantly, so as not to make any more moves under the extreme grief and anger of this old man.

But when it came to this, Zhang Xueji thought about it all......

Everything is deserved, he is looking for it, and he can't complain about others.

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being too useless, being drunk down by three hairy boys, and losing the beard that has been left for an unknown number of years.

If you really want to say how much Zhang Xuezhu cherishes this beard, it may not be, he is a rather sloppy person, and he doesn't know how to take care of himself.

When I had a beard before, even though it was already stained with rice and wine, I didn't care about grooming it.

Now it's gone, but it's starting to be angry again, shouting that this kid in the soup is not an adult!

In fact, it is obvious that he has an appointment first, and he doesn't care about it first.

However, Zhang Xuejiu didn't expect that he would lose at all.

Until now, he hadn't figured out how he had come to his Tao and become this virtuous person.

Zhang Xuejiu is a nostalgic person, otherwise he would not have followed him out of the altar because his disciples were bent on revenge.

It's just that he didn't expect that the little things he didn't care about could also make his mood fluctuate so violently.

It may be that he has been used to his current state for too long, too long to withstand any changes.

When I was sad, I could at least drink some wine and think about the good things in the past, but now I can't even catch the last ray of sunshine.

His beard is like the last bit of sunshine, even though I know that it will still grow in a few days, as if the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the cycle repeats.

But if you don't have it today, you're missing it.

Tomorrow's dawn and sunset are new stories, and even if they are repeated, they will not be the same as today.

But Tang Zhongsong didn't think so, he felt that all unnecessary things could be discarded.

He always only thinks about his highest goal, and although he has lost it now, he still thinks so stubbornly and sticks to it.

He felt that Zhang Xuezhu's beard was not sunny, but red.

Sunshine can make people accessible, and redness can only make people fall and eventually unable to extricate themselves

He felt that Zhang Xuezhu really shouldn't waste any effort for his apprentice who couldn't become a climate, although he didn't compare himself with him, let alone have any suspicion of flaunting, he just felt that it was not okay to go on like this.

Doesn't Zhang Xuezhu know this truth?

He just didn't want to think about it......

The truth is all there, and when needed, I will naturally grab a few words that are beneficial to me, so as to grow my ambition.

However, under such actions, how empty and empty is the ambition that has grown? I am afraid that if it is broken by a poke, it will not be able to form an army.

Zhang Xuezhu looked at Tang Zhongsong's scoundrel appearance, and many words were read in his throat but swallowed hard.

Shaking his head helplessly, he wanted to find a mirror to see what he looked like now.

Tang Zhongsong saw Zhang Xuexuan's appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.

On the one hand, it was because he had succeeded in this trick, and on the other hand, because Zhang Xuejiu seemed to have an indifferent attitude at the moment just now, as if he had let go of a lot.

These two people are so involved, attracted, and influenced by each other.

Each has its own reasoning and its own method.

Everyone wants the other party to lean towards them, but because their previous state of mind and thoughts are already too strong and firm, they are so stalemate for a while.

The relationship between people is so strange.

Many people love and hate and hate and hate and forget.

Like Tang Zhongsong and Zhang Xuezhu, who dislike each other and appreciate each other, may be able to go further.

People can't be too close, if they are too close, they will obstruct each other, and in the end, no one is the original self, and no one can completely become each other, so they can only get a one-shot and two-way ending.

Human affection can't be too far away, what to say in the morning and twilight is really a blind preaching, you must not listen to it!

Whether it is the friendship between friends and apprentices or the love between lovers and husbands and wives, this relationship pays attention to one word, companionship.

Even if they are separated by mountains and seas, there are still red faces and books, and they send lovesickness for thousands of miles.

If you don't even write a letter, I'm afraid that within half a year and ten months, you will be able to forget everything about the other party.

Tang Zhongsong obviously found that he and Liu Ruiying were far less familiar and free than when they met in Jiying Town before.

However, the two of them didn't have a deep friendship before, even if they seemed to be abnormally hot, and they both knew how many scenes they said because they were afraid of each other's identities.

However, after seeing Dingxi Wangcheng and last night, he obviously felt that he and Liu Ruiying had returned to the same situation as before, and even improved.

As for how it will develop in the future, it is not something he can control.

If one day, the two stand on opposite sides because of their different camps, and they face each other, they can only pretend to be strangers like this.

But since it's good now, let him continue to be good, and there's no reason to sabotage it for no reason.

What's more, Tang Zhongsong himself has already collected that calculating heart now, because there is really no benefit and no fundamental way for him to do this.

Damn it, it's time to die, it's time to be drunk, and now it's supposed to be a big dream after getting drunk for a thousand years, so now even if he is sobered up by Zhang Xuexue, he decided to continue to sleep with his head bored.

In contrast, Liu Ruiying started earlier.

He wasn't too drunk, and even witnessed his master Lu Ming jumping into the pond and soaking, and Ou Yaming standing on the white sand on the shore jumping and cheering.

After all, Jiu Sanhan is not a person who watches the excitement, he not only watches the excitement, but also must participate in it, and even become the host of the excitement.

He couldn't remember anything else, but he felt that he was depressed and wanted to find some water to drink.

When I walked out of the bedroom, I saw the white flowers on the table outside, and I didn't see what it was for a while.

When he walked in, he found that it was a long poem that had not yet been framed, and it was only then that the memory came back to his mind bit by bit.

Last night, when the wine was half-drunk, Di Weitai asked the waiter to move the small table behind him to the front, and replaced the dishes and cups that had been eaten.

The crowd saw that Divitai seemed to be writing something, and they gathered closer.

But Di Weitai felt as if he was in a no-man's land, so he only cared about laying out paper and ink by himself, and then wrote a long poem:

The nine clans abandoned the world at the head, and it was difficult to stand in troubled times

Bogu Lou is all vegetarian, and the king is defeated in an instant.

Heroes are scattered, and fierce thieves are ridiculous

Yin and yang turned to set the square inch, and the black and white twins were stunned.

Meet you in a young man, high-spirited and self-satisfied.

Xu Wu will be with him in this life, and he will vendetta against the old decay and establish Feng'an.

Sijun deeply regretted that Jun did not come, and lamented helplessness.

The geese left traces and broke their bowels, and slipped back in early spring in winter.

Leave your hands empty to talk about the game table, and see what you think about.

The ambition of the south of the city is destroyed, and the grass in the south of the city is clumped.

Tearful eyes soaked in pen and paper, picking sunset and pleasure in the plain.

Yongjue knows that today is short, and midnight dreams are disturbed.

The rooster crows Dongfang Bai, and the grip is sad and wide.

Guanshan is not afraid for thousands of miles, and he flies his soul to the tent.

There is no longer singing and indulging in wine, and the depression is like burning heartache.

The pen is like a sword, and the words are like a sword, and I am willing to say that I am not fair.

was originally the son of the deceased, but he died early due to decay.

The death is the most hurtful and corrupt person, and since then the heavens and the earth have been defective.

In the future, there have been thousands of sails, who is lonely with Pingsheng.

Looking at the floating wine in this cup, it is difficult to reconcile the joy.

Where will I send my melancholy home?

This is a memorial poem written by Di Weitai for the death of the two points, Liu Ruiying only remembers that the remaining four brothers of Wufusheng at that time were all kneeling on the ground in pain, but he couldn't remember why this chapter of poetry was here for him.

Liu Ruiying carefully went through the memories and found that there was always a blank piece, but there was no clue at all, so it disappeared cleanly.

But this chapter of poetry is a burden to me after all, and I think it was just accidentally put back when I was drunk.

After all, at that time, the four brothers were already heartbroken and couldn't help themselves, but it was very likely that they would see the poem and forget the poem itself.

Liu Ruiying decided to take this poem with her, go to the long street of Bogulou to find a framing shop, and then return it to the four brothers of Wufusheng after the framing is completed.

Although Di Weitai's ink treasure is extremely precious, but the deceased is the greatest, and he must not monopolize this wisp of loyal soul Tuosi.

After picking up the manuscript, he saw that there was a pair of insoles under the manuscript.

This insole is not his size, it is slightly larger, but the insole is a little larger and can be worn, but if it is small, I am afraid it can only be used as an ornament.

Liu Ruiying was also impressed by this insole.

But when he saw that there was a delicate ink lotus embroidered with black thread on it, he couldn't help but like it a little.

I just think that this must be a commemorative thing that someone gave him, but who will give him the insole?

Generally, such personal things, in addition to buying them themselves, are only given by lovers.

It is common for a lover to buy rouge and give it to his sweetheart, and for a girl to buy a purse or show off a sachet to hang on the sword of a beloved ranger.

In an instant, two faces flashed in Liu Ruiying's mind.

One is Zhao Mingming, and the other is Ou Xiao'e.

But he quickly shook his head to self-deprecation, shaking the two stunning faces out of his mind.

Zhao Mingming is needless to say, everyone is beautiful, and wherever she goes, she still carries a little girl to fry chestnuts with sugar, and she must have never touched these needlework embroidery.

Besides, he only has two friends with others, even if he has admiration, how can others have nostalgia for his little Provincial Flag of the Investigation Division?

As for Ou Xiao'e, it is even more impossible......

Let her lift a sword to kill people must be the sharpest edge, let her charge and fight wine, and she is also a woman who sees the bottom of the bowl.

But if he is allowed to embroider, I am afraid that he will not be able to embroider a seed even if he pierces ten fingers several times, let alone a delicate ink lotus on the insole.

Liu Ruiying twisted it with her hand, and found that this ink lotus was a little off the line, becoming loose, and the posture style was also a little unsightly, without the same clean and elegant spirit as before.

He felt a little sad, as if he had ruined someone's mind and a beautiful object because of his excessive actions.

Since this is the case, Liu Ruiying also took advantage of this irritability to break the jar, and simply picked up a loose thread to completely dismantle this ink lotus.

He felt that this ink lotus was already imperfect, and it was better to let him disappear completely, leaving only this pair of bare insoles to look comfortable.

Otherwise, every time I see this ink lotus loose appearance, I will definitely blame myself again, rather than let myself be so distressed and irritable over and over again, it is better to completely break off my thoughts like this.

But when he unwrapped the black line on the surface, he found that the ink lotus was still there, and it had completely changed.

Under the black line, there is even a lotus, but it is a golden lotus made of gold thread!

Who did not hesitate to spend so much effort to embroider a two-color lotus for himself? If he hadn't rubbed open this layer of black thread and pulled it out, he might never have found that there was a layer of golden lotus underneath this ink lotus.

Liu Ruiying suddenly remembered a lot when he held the insoles.

He felt that everything in this world was too fake.

People are too fake, and things are too fake.

He remembered that before the banquet began, Ou Yaming set up Di Weitai and deliberately said that the Tongjin Pavilion was built on the stage.

At that time, I didn't think so, but I just felt that such a big man was really extraordinary, and there were traps everywhere between the lines.

If the situation becomes passive, no matter what is done to make up for it in the future, I am afraid that it will be three inches shorter......

But now that Liu Ruiying is holding the ink (gold) lotus in his hand, when he thinks of these things again, he only feels nauseous for no reason.

Whatever big people are, in his opinion, they are all small people.

It is estimated that the heart and eye are not as big as the needle nose embroidered with ink (gold) lotus, and there is no sense of responsibility and feelings on the body, except for interests or interests.

Liu Ruiying suddenly wanted to talk to Jiu Sanhan, feeling that at least he was the most sincere and frank person so far.

It just so happened that he was also going to go back to the long street to find a place to frame it, and to frame this poem, it was better to ask the wine three halves to go with him, and he could have a companion to talk to on the way, so that the stasis in his chest could be dispersed as soon as possible.

Liu Ruiying himself felt strange, it stands to reason that he should have adapted to it a long time ago.

The Investigation Division of the Central Capital was originally a place where people talk and make grimaces.

I grew up there, why haven't I been affected?

He knew that his thoughts were dangerous, and he was a little scared for a while......

He was worried that he wouldn't be able to say this last night because he had drunk too much.

You must know that people's ideas will definitely not be formed immediately, this is a long-term accumulation, and it can only be formed after there are many different opinions on endless big and small things.

If his nausea and thoughts in his heart are accidentally exported and recorded by someone with a heart, then only the consequences of being imprisoned will await him.

Taking words out of context, it is human nature to fall into the well.

There are people who send charcoal in the snow, but there are too few.

Every person you meet should be treated with a voice of gratitude.

No matter what entanglements and intersections there are in the future, at least they are the lights and cornerstones on the road of their own climbing.

The climb is slow, but the collapse is fast.

The higher you climb, the faster you collapse.

Liu Ruiying was suddenly shocked again.

This time it wasn't because of what I just thought and how drunk I was last night, but because I felt that my climbing path was a little too flat, and there were too many people in the snow.

Except for the sword in his hand that made Huo Wangdu, the king of Dingxi, blush, everything he currently has is for no reason and for no reason.

Liu Ruiying remembered what the horse stable, who took good care of him, said to him when he first started to do chores in the Zhongdu Investigation Division.

He said that people in this life are like riding horses, riding fast will naturally be able to reach the destination early, but if you ride fast without the corresponding riding skills, you will fall off the horse sooner or later, and even be trampled by the horse.

Liu Ruiying had never seen a person who fell off a horse, and he was young, high-minded and arrogant at the time, so he naturally scoffed at this persuasion.

But the next time he went to beg the old stableman to let him ride his horse, the old stableman dismantled the saddle, the pedals, and the bridles.

Liu Ruiying, who can't ride a bareback horse, naturally fell a lot, but he was still very unconvinced, because he had never seen anyone riding a bareback horse on the street.

But now he understood the old stable's intentions.

The horse itself is like that, with a smooth back and only a smooth mane on the back of the neck, which can be grabbed and borrowed.

The rest of the parts have to rely on their own body and strength to coordinate and cooperate, in order to sit firmly on the horse's back and clamp the horse's belly.

And those saddles, pedals, and reins are all foreign objects, just like Liu Ruiying was promoted to the third level by the official for no reason, and was rewarded with "Seven Absolute Flame Sword".

Virtue is not matched, and it can only be possessed for a short time.

Although he has also gone through several battles and saved these foreign objects at the moment of life and death, if he can really have the ability to have them, how can anyone come to grab them?

If these things are exchanged for Huo Wang, Liu Jinghao, even if it is Ou Yaming, everyone will only think that they should be like this, instead of resentment, and then from resentment to hatred, and then want to destroy it and make it collapse.

Liu Ruiying felt that she had better ride the bareback horse honestly first, that is, to learn to hide clumsiness.

On this errand, he has been out of the limelight.

The last time he faced the mortal situation of Du Yan, the man in white, it was Liu Jinghao, the king of Qingzhong, who suddenly appeared and saved him.

But Liu Jinghao can come once, can he come twice, can he still come every time?

If that's the case, Liu Ruiying doesn't have to do anything, with Liu Jinghao, the king of Qingzhong, by his side all the time to protect himself, then what else can't he do? What dare not do?

But even then, he would feel extremely uncomfortable.

After all, one's own is the real chapter, and no matter how great the help of external things is, it is only someone else's.

Except for "Seven Peerless Flame Swords", Liu Ruiying does not have many martial arts, but at least a set of standard swordsmanship of the Investigation Division, 'Five Tai Sui', is a swordsmanship that he has been practicing since he was sensible.

But when he got the "Seven Absolute Flame Sword", he had already forgotten this set of sword moves.

People like the new and hate the old, especially when the 'new' is a more powerful being.

Suddenly, the word 'clumsy' came to his mind.

Hide it clumsily, and don't show it.

But what he needs now is 'hidden ingenuity'.

How to hide the edge that was too revealing before, even if it is worth deliberately making a few small mistakes.

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"Master Ou, are you willing to tell me the unfinished conversation between you and me that day?"

A hidden place in Bogu Building.

Divitai and Oyaming sat facing each other.

There was only a cup of tea in front of them.

It looks like it's just been brewed, and it's still steaming.

"When does Lord Di Lou mean?"

Ou Yaming asked in surprise.

In fact, he knew that Di Weitai was asking about the "big construction" of Tongjin Pavilion that he talked about that day.

But now, since Di Weitai asked first, he took the initiative.

What's more, I know this very accurately, after all, the favor of a high-quality sword is not given for nothing.

So he only spoke so respectfully, politely and distantly, and when Di Weitai really couldn't hold back and asked him directly, it was when he opened his mouth.

Thinking of this, Ou Yaming picked up the teacup in front of him, blew the hot air, and took a sip.

"Lord Dilou's tea is really extraordinary!"

Ou Yaming said, deliberately pulling away from the topic.

At this time, it is necessary to compare who is idle and who is full of topics!

As soon as Di Weitai heard this, he immediately knew Ou Yaming's purpose.

So he was not in a hurry, so he told him about this tea in detail.

Speaking of the rising place, the two also changed another tea to taste.

If outsiders see that this is a-for-tat contest, it is simply two tea friends talking about their experiences with each other.

Di Weitai couldn't help but look up to Ou Yaming a lot in his heart.

Although it was he who asked, Dilvet replied.

But every question of Ou Yaming can be asked to the point!

It is impossible to ask such a question without a very deep understanding of the topic being discussed.

But as soon as he asked, Dilvarette had to continue.

The two of them were just like this, but half an hour had passed.