Zhuge Chen, who fought a big battle but was not injured, simply cleaned up the main hall of the dilapidated City God Temple, and felt that he could at least see it before leaving.

At this time, it was early morning, and a group of people were walking scattered on both sides of the official road paved with bluestone slabs. Those people wore simple Confucian shirts that only poor scholars wrew, and shook their heads to recite those Confucian classics and passed by Zhuge Chen.

Zhuge Chen, who was completely uninterested, kept walking with his head down, just thinking about hurrying back to the Tieying Dart Bureau, and he didn't even look up when his shoulder hit one of the poor scholars.

But the poor scholar who was poor but arrogant stopped reciting, stretched out his hand to grab Zhuge Chen's shoulders and said: "Son, don't you say sorry if you hit me? Although you look like a rich kid, it doesn't mean that we, who have no money and no power, are afraid of you." A man in white once told me a truth with his actions: people, you can't bow your head and do things!"

Zhuge Chen listened to the familiar voice in his ears, and there was a joy of meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign land, and even the haze in his heart had faded a lot, he turned around and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the man in white didn't teach you to be forgiving and forgiving." ”

"Zhuge ...... Childe?" The poor scholar was surprised and said, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here, but you, Wang Chongyun, why would you stay in this city, and walk on the street so early to recite the classics. Zhuge Chen said, and joined the team of these people, and walked with this poor scholar who met in Liangwangfeng.

Wang Chongyun scratched his head in embarrassment, and said hesitantly: "I am also helpless, son, you also know that our poor scholars don't have much money, and the inns in the city are really outrageously expensive." Helplessly, we had to sleep on the streets, wake up early and walk the streets and alleys to recite classics, which can be regarded as finding something to do. ”

Zhuge Chen pointed his finger at Wang Chongyun's forehead, and then put his hand on the other party's shoulder and said: "Don't worry about this, after I invite you to have a good drink, you will leave the city quickly." It's not like I'm driving you, if you insist on staying in the city, I'm afraid you'll be worried about your life!"

Seeing that Zhuge Chen's face was solemn and not joking, Wang Chongyun nodded and said: "It's okay for others to leave, but I don't have to, it's my fate to meet Gongzi again, so I decided to follow you in the future." As for that meal, I still don't need it, I can't afford to treat my son's drink. ”

"Fuck off, it's all bullshit. Zhuge Chen scolded with a smile: "Don't mention anything else, just remember the truth of my Zhuge Chen's words and deeds, I must invite this wine, you must drink it." ”

After that, the young man in white raised his arms and shouted, "I invite you to drink today, I don't know what you think." ”

None of the poor scholars who had no fame did not agree, and immediately surrounded Zhuge Chen, and did not disperse one by one until Zhuge Chen said the restaurant where he was treated.

After hearing this, Wang Chongyun walked to Zhuge Chen's side nervously and whispered: "Son, what are you talking nonsense, the wine in Drunken Xiaolou is surprisingly expensive, you don't want to buy yourself to pay the bill, right?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Chen slapped Wang Chongyun's head and scolded: "What kind of bastard are you talking about, no wonder you can't get famous." ”

Looking at Wang Chongyun, who was really a little angry with the man in white next to him, he dared to speak, so he had to walk honestly beside Zhuge Chen, reciting Confucian classics without squinting.

It was just after noon, Zhuge Chen led a group of poor scholars to the door of the drunken Xiao Tower.

Led by Zhuge Chen, a group of poor scholars who had never seen much in the market finally raised their eyebrows and walked in with their waists straightened and strutted in.

Xiao Er, a shopkeeper who was busy working inside, looked at the young man in white who was the head of this group of people, and the rest didn't look like distinguished customers who could come here to consume, so he stepped forward in three or two steps to stop them and said arrogantly: "We have rules here, and you can't enter if you are not neatly dressed." ”

Zhuge Chen left this person to Wang Chongyun, who was with him, and walked in by himself. The shopkeeper didn't dare to stop this young man with an extraordinary bearing, so he had to let the other party in and stop the rest of the people.

Zhuge Chen, who had been unimpeded all the way, walked up the stairs to the second floor, opened a window by the street and looked down.

Wang Chongyun at the door looked down on such goods as the shopkeeper, but he had to negotiate with him calmly, after all, he was a scholar, and the king of Hades still understood the reason that it was difficult to see little ghosts. But the shopkeeper was a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, no matter what Wang Chongyun said, he resolutely refused to let them in.

Lying on the second floor, Zhuge Chen smiled and looked at Zhuge Chen below to talk to himself, and said that human life is not as good as money, so he went downstairs and took out a silver ingot, threw it into the hands of the shopkeeper and said: "Let them in, if you mess around like this, it will be your dereliction of duty." ”

The shopkeeper who recognized money and didn't recognize people hurriedly got out of the way and caught the silver ingot and kissed it on his mouth, and didn't forget to say: "A few masters, please inside." ”

Hearing this, a group of poor scholars rushed into the restaurant, and everyone who passed by the shop looked at each other with disdain. As for Wang Chongyun, who is now in full swing, he was even more embarrassed, he spat on the ground and walked in scolding.

But the shopkeeper didn't care about the white eyes of these poor scholars at all, he just looked at Zhuge Chen and said in a low voice: "This master, eat and drink well." With that, he ran to the back kitchen with the silver ingot in his hand, and shouted kind words such as good hospitality.

Wang Chongyun, who looked at the back of the shopkeeper and was angry, was annoyed with Zhuge Chen, he came to Zhuge Chen's side and tried his best to suppress his anger and said calmly: "A hard-nosed person like Gongzi will also bow his head? casually show his cultivation, those ordinary people will not dare to make a mistake, is it so troublesome to use! And that shopkeeper's face is really angry, I can't wait to tear his mouth open!"

Zhuge Chen, who was walking in front, took the first seat, he stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Chongyun to sit next to him, and said seriously: "Fei Ye, think about it, if I show my cultivation to suppress people with power, then what is the difference between it and that shopkeeper." They are all poor people in the world, and it is better to be a man or leave a line. ”

Wang Chongyun carefully smacked the taste in Zhuge Chen's words, and asked coldly: "Gongzi is also a poor person?"

Who knew that the young man in white grabbed a jar of wine and filled it for himself, took a sip and said, "But isn't it!"

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After three rounds of drinking, a group of poor scholars thought that the man in white sitting in the first place would at least comment on two sentences. No, what poor man is not full of complaints. But Zhuge Chen only said that everyone eats and drinks well, and began to pour wine into his mouth vigorously, and his face was flushed and he didn't talk nonsense when he kept drinking, which made these people admire his wine a little.

Seeing that Zhuge Chen was alone in love with wine, it was not easy to disturb, so they left him and chatted. The poor scholars got together to talk about their ambitions and opinions on the current situation, and they drank a little bit of fun, so they actually stood on the chairs and talked broadly.

If it weren't for Wang Chongyun, who was still sober, these depressed poor scholars might have jumped from the second floor.

Zhuge Chen, who was a little drunk, looked at the faces of everyone on the table, and a sigh sounded in his heart, and he felt more and more that the injustice in this world was the same as the heavens and the heavens, and they were all sinister ways that could make the roadside full of frozen bones. So he didn't remind them to be quieter, but let them be loud and noisy, attracting the attention of other tables.

The people who can come to the drunken sky tower are all the powerful people in the city, and no matter how poor they are, they are also rich businessmen, so they naturally look down on these young people with decadent literati. But for the sake of face, those ugly words were not spoken.

Zhuge Chen, who drank a jar of wine, buried his head under the table, secretly took out his private wine from the mustard seeds and drank it. That taste is like a race to the gods!

Before Zhuge Chen was drunk with the wine, a big man came to their table, threw a jar of wine on the table to the ground and shouted angrily: "A bunch of untouchables who have never seen the world have shut up Lao Tzu." Do you see that door, and I'll break your dog's leg if it makes any more noise to my son-in-law!"

A group of helpless scholars thought that they were not the opponents of the other party, so they stopped noisy and sat down quietly. The big man's gaze swept over everyone's faces, and with a satisfied smile, he turned and walked back.

"Stop!" Wang Chongyun, who couldn't bear it any longer, stood up, walked in front of the big man who stopped, and said: "The gentleman has something to do, and he doesn't do anything, it's natural for us to eat and talk here, even the king of heaven can't control it, let alone you." ”

The big man looked at Wang Chongyun with a cruel smile, raised his slap and hit Wang Chongyun, and shouted excitedly: "I'll let you do what a gentleman doesn't do, go to the underworld to reason!"

The slap whistled past the ears of Wang Chongyun, who was closed-eyed, with the wind, but it turned out to be a big man screaming miserably.

Wang Chongyun opened his eyes and saw Zhuge Chen holding a wine jug in front of him, and subconsciously shouted: "Childe!"

Zhuge Chen, who was a little unsteady on his feet, ignored him, but gently patted the big man who had been discounted by him on his right hand and said, "I'm the reason for their noise, is it enough?"

After saying that, he slapped the big man in the face and knocked him back to the table he was pointing at earlier.

Throwing away the drunk wine jug, Zhuge Chen, who was drunk like mud, leaned against the wall and said: "What kind of dog is this, it's really in the way in the middle of the road, and it's not good to hinder my son-in-law." ”

As he spoke, he walked over, stepped on the chest of the big man and crushed it down, and said casually: "I'm sorry, I'm my son-in-law, so I bother you to go to the underworld to work for your son-in-law!"

Finally, he slammed his foot and completely cut off the vitality of the big man.

Wang Chongyun behind him witnessed the murder for the first time, and in shock, he pointed his finger at the big man who was dead, and spit it out.

Zhuge Chen walked to Wang Chongyun's side, leaned over and gently patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "This is a process you always have to go through, if you really recognize me as a son." ”

Leaving aside Wang Chongyun, who still couldn't help vomiting but his eyes were much firmer, Zhuge Chen carried the dead biao-shaped man to the initiator.

Standing outside the door, he knocked lightly twice, and only pushed the door open after he said inside, reached out and threw the body in, and said loudly: "Who is this damn son, come out and talk." ”

A familiar voice came from inside the door: "I don't know how my Murong family's guards offended you, and they ended up like this, I hope to give an explanation." ”

"Murong family?" a drunken sneer appeared on Zhuge Chen's face, and he said slowly: "This is really where you don't meet in life!"