It's her.

The female shopkeeper of this wine shop.

"I don't know what the shopkeeper means? Could it be that the wine shop here can't bring its own wine?" Xu Changsheng asked with a smile.

"Are you from Shiqiao County?" asked the female shopkeeper rhetorically.

Looking at his wine, Xu Changsheng seemed to understand a little and nodded.

The female shopkeeper smiled a little far-fetched, took out two pots of wine from the mustard seeds, handed them to the two, and said, "Meeting is fate, and these two pots will be given to the two little brothers." ”

After speaking, he put down the drink directly and approached the back hall.

The two glanced at each other, and then looked at the pot of pear blossom spring in Xu Changsheng's hand. Both of them are not stupid, so they naturally know that the reason why the other party came to the door was because of this wine.

"Where did you get this drink?" asked Xue Nanchuanyin.

Xu Changsheng just wanted to condense the line and transmit the sound, but as soon as he turned his blood qi, there was a tingling pain, so he had to say, "A friend sent it." ”

No one saw it, and the curtain of the back hall shook.

The two also automatically skipped the topic.

Xue Nan slapped open a pot of sealing mud, while Xu Changsheng took the pot back from the mustard seeds and continued to sip most of the pot in his hand.

"Lao Xu, you don't seem to be good at drinking this amount of wine, you have been drinking such a small pot for so long. Xue Nan said coldly.

Xu Changsheng silently withdrew the unsealed pear blossom spring on the table, and continued to take small sips.

Xue Nan raised his eyebrows and immediately changed the topic.

After a few sips of wine, the two also chatted openly, Tiannan chatted to Haibei, Yunxin chatted to Cangluo, and also talked from men to women.

Fortunately, Xu Changsheng also believes that he is a scholar, otherwise he really can't answer many times.

Like chatting about some heresy, Xue Nan would suddenly interject a sentence "A mountain is higher than a mountain". Xu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he would reply in a low voice: "The mountains are high and the forests are dense, be careful of the candles." ”

Then the two of them would bow their heads in great agreement and take a sip of wine.

However, every time he talked about something related to his parents, Xue Nan would skillfully avoid it, and Xu Changsheng didn't ask about it.

Therefore, this banquet can be regarded as a joy for the guests and hosts.

Until he drank this pot, Xue Nan didn't ask for it again, but got up and shook his head and walked out of the door.

When he returned to Xue Nan's residence, he said that he would sleep casually, and he collapsed on the bamboo chair.

Look at the floor slabs that can only be put down.

Xu Changsheng still chose the windowsill, carefully cleared a small open space, and looked at the moon rabbit looming in the clouds through the night at the four corners.

When I'm drunk, I don't know if it's a star or a cloud.

The young man with the negative sword took off the negative sword and laid it flat on his lap.

Gently caressing the shiny bamboo sheath of the clothes, and above it was the long-faded sword spike and the yellowed hilt.

With a slight pull, the wooden sword was already unsheathed, still dim.

Eyes closed, inside is the flying sword in the dark. As if he felt that Xu Changsheng was investigating, the flying sword was a little pleasant, and it trembled constantly.

What I didn't see was that the wooden sword spike lying flat on the knee was raised without wind.

But when I opened my eyes again, everything was calm again. Looking at the bamboo sheath and the sword spike, I unconsciously remembered Aunt He.

I don't know if she is used to it in the past six months since she left, whether she still likes to sit close to her position when eating, whether she is still talking about Xiao Changsheng in her mouth, whether she still often stands at the door of Weichen Alley, hoping that the young man can return home sooner.

Before I knew it, I was asleep.

And on the second floor of the tavern where Xu Changsheng and the others went, a woman was also sitting on the windowsill. Take out a slightly old Changxiao and place it flat on your knees with your eyes closed.

......

When Xue Nan sat up, Xu Changsheng had already opened his eyes.

Looking at his friend who was covering his head and shaking non-stop, Xu Changsheng smiled and said: "Lao Xue is really massive, the pot of wine can sleep for a day." ”

"Where, where, Lao Xu is the real thousand cups not drunk, and there is half a pot left. ”

Readers have tricks, and they are all on their lips.

After a cordial greeting, Xue Nan said: "I have to deal with some things these days, you can take a walk in this Huangliang County first, and we will leave in a few days." ”

After speaking, he took down a gray-black-and-white robe from the wall, and hung up the gray-black-and-white robe on his body, which was supposed to be a change of clothes.

With a casual greeting, he jumped down the stairs.

He didn't worry about saying anything about what Xu Changsheng needed to guard against in his house, and he completely regarded him as a brother.

I don't know if he has a big heart, or if he really trusts Xu Changsheng.

After he left, the young man with the sword thought about it and jumped down from the second floor. After going out, I went straight to the wine shop last night.

This time, I was alone, so I asked for the cheapest pot of ordinary rice wine and sat in my old seat.

There are always fewer people who drink during the day than at night, and they sit in the corner in twos and threes, without speaking, but the expression on their faces is constantly changing.

Sure enough, not long after Xu Changsheng sat down, the female shopkeeper also sat opposite him with a pot of Xianjia wine last night.

He took the wine in his hand and gestured to Xu Changsheng.

The sword-bearer shook his head.

There is no merit and no luck, and there is no reason to prostitute other people's drinks in vain.

Then he took out a pot of unopened pear blossom spring from the mustard seeds, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, and this pot of wine should be given to the shopkeeper." ”

The female shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, smiled and took it, but did not open it, but just held it in her hand.

"Where is the little brother from in Shiqiao County?"

Xu Changsheng held the wine jug in both hands and said, "It's from Taoyuan County, but it's not from Shiqiao County, it's all passing by." ”

"That'...... The drink?" the woman asked, after a moment's hesitation.

It's really because of this pear blossom spring.

But is it really because this wine is still a brewing person? A rosacea involuntarily popped up in his mind. Unexpectedly, Lao Liao's couplet is really true.

Come to think of it, a wine shop, a thatched house, and two cellars of good wine have all been seen in Shiqiao County. Only the two or three beauties have not shown up for a long time, and they originally thought that Lao Liao took out the words to support the scene.

I didn't expect that Lao Liao's guy looked like a down-and-out outfit, and he really hid a beauty, and he hid it in this Huangliang County, and he really hid it. But the couplet says two or three beauties. Could it be that there is something else besides her?

Thinking of this, Xu Changsheng also secretly looked at the female shopkeeper.

It's not good looking, but at least it looks comfortable.

With Lao Liao's appearance, it is simply a blessing that has been cultivated for eight lifetimes. But he was still eating from the bowl and thinking about the pot.

It's not okay.

"Lao Liao sent it. Xu Changsheng took a sip of wine.

The woman's shopkeeper's face changed, first showing a trace of sadness, then cold, and finally blank, and asked, "How is he doing in Shiqiao County?"

Xu Changsheng thought about it, looked around and said, "It's okay, I also opened a wine shop as big as yours, and the business is booming." He's just talking about the drinkers all day long. ”

A hint of nostalgia flashed in the woman's eyes.

The young man who had been quietly observing her suddenly understood, and hit the railway while it was hot: "I was fortunate to stay in Shiqiao County for a few days, and I lived in Lao Liao's house, and I knew him well. I also know that Lao Liao is not so happy......"

"Huh?"

The woman stared at Xu Changsheng in some surprise.

The boy coughed, "I saw a couplet in his room. ”

The woman's heart moved.

"What couplet?"

The young man thought carefully about the couplet between his wine shop and his door, and was silent for a long time before he said: "It's easy to tie your waist, but it's rare to find a beautiful woman." ”

"Smack!"

The woman's shopkeeper slapped the table and got up, pointed at Xu Changsheng and scolded: "I must be thinking about that sassy fox again! I'll just say, how can he keep the wine shop for decades alone, it must be that fox who is helping him." Sure enough, dogs just can't change their!"

As for the authenticity of the couplet, she could see at a glance that who would write such a bullshit couplet except for his half-scholar who didn't understand bullshit?

The surrounding drinkers also turned their heads when they heard the movement, looking at the young man and the pretty shopkeeper by the window.

Seeing this, Xu Changsheng immediately beckoned her to sit down. After all, he is not Xue Nan, but he can't bear the "big name" of this flirtatious female shopkeeper.

The woman treated her coldly, in his opinion, if this young man can become friends with someone like Lao Liao, he must be a nest of snakes and rats.

The boy took a long sip of wine and was shocked.

Only then did he say slowly: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, there are still horizontal batches of couplets." ”

"Say"

The young man raised his head, looked her in the eye boldly, and said word by word: "Huangliang is a dream." ”

The female shopkeeper's body shook, her face was discolored, and she sat down on the chair.

But in the blink of an eye, his eyes were full of tears, and even the hands holding the table were white knuckles, "Is this true?"

The young man's face revealed a little displeasure, "When the scholar speaks, it is naturally true. ”

But now it was a martial artist who spoke, the young man thought to himself.

The woman nodded in despair.

Xu Changsheng didn't speak again, and drank the wine silently alone. Some things are said when they are said, and whether they are true or not is considered separately. But some people, once they miss it, they really miss it.

The boy has always been clear about these things.

is like the sloppy man who has been living in the City God Temple, once spent a full moon and really got drunk. A man held a large empty altar and fell on the stone steps at the door, talking nonsense.

It was something that the boy had never seen in the swordsman who called himself a swordsman, and it was surprisingly gentle.

He stretched out his right hand, as if caressing something, drunken eyes, and muttered: "You let me practice knives, I have become the first knife in the world, but what about you?"

I don't know if he saw it, a teenager sitting next to him.

I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for the following.

Until the boy was already drowsy.

He threw the flask on the ground and shattered it.

Laughing loudly, he walked into the City God Temple.

"What kind of love and love, this huge rivers and lakes, there are many people who love me Tang and Song Dynasty. ”

The words are heroic.

But the steps are messy, the head is lowered, and the loneliness is indescribable.

It seems that when he turned around, he lost the entire rivers and lakes.