Is Tianshou Stone precious?

Of course, it is extremely precious.

There are only five Tianshou stones in this world, and there are three of them, one of which is in the hands of the imperial court, it is said

It is currently owned by Zhang Baigong.

A piece falls on Hokkeji Temple.

The remaining piece fell into Nameless hands.

As everyone knows.

Nameless stepped into the main altar of Badaomen on a rainy night, and in full view of everyone, he asked Qian Xuechong for Tianshou Stone, but Qian Xuechong refused to give it, so he was hit hard by Nameless.

After all, Nameless still got Tianshou Stone to leave, and the Badaomen was destroyed by Wuwang Pavilion and Guangyuan Tiejia.

Getting the Tianshou Stone without a name is indeed very simple, and the simplicity is excessive. 、

But this day's longevity stone is still precious.

Now Nameless threw the Tianshou Stone, saying that he wanted to drink a jar of wine and listen to a song. Although Yan Ziyun's flower boat does have the world's top wine, Yan Ziyun himself is also one of the top pianists in Daqi.

But I also feel that it is not enough to compare with Tianshou stone.

To put it simply, Zhang Ning changed Tianshou Stone for wine and drank it, and listened to a song. Looking at it this way, isn't it too unjust for Qian Xuechong of the Badaomen to die, isn't the Badaomen going to be wronged in the Yin Division?

Yan Ziyun subconsciously took the Tianshou Stone thrown over, and knew that it was true when he felt it. The smile on her face disappeared, and the decadence on the face of the Fengyun boy below certainly disappeared.

"Is Mr. serious?" Yan Ziyun asked.

"I was young, but I never broke my word. Zhang Ning said with a smile.

"Tianshou stone is too precious, it is too rash to change a jar of wine and listen to a cold river cold. Yan Ziyun said again.

"The Tianshou Stone is a genius treasure to the world, but to me it is just an ordinary stone, not much different from gold. Furthermore, it is not so easy to enter your rouge building to listen to your Yan Ziyun's song of cold rivers and drink a jar of top-notch wine. I don't want to have any troubles, it's better to have both money and goods, and Tong Suo is not bullied. Zhang Ning said with a smile.

Although Zhang Ning was new to the rivers and lakes, when his grandfather Zhang Anshi was still there, he told him a lot of truths about the rivers and lakes and the secret things of the rivers and lakes.

Although the Rouge Building is a green building, it has recruited masters of the rivers and lakes as thugs. Yan Ziyun, the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, is the number one young man in Rouge Building, who does not seek wealth, but only sees top talents and strong masters.

It's easy to get into her flower boat for a drink, but it's too hard not to get involved.

is like the demeanor of the son of the wind and clouds, after all, he has to pay a different price. And Zhang Ning and Zhang Baigong had a bad fate, and owed Zhang Baigong a favor, although Zhang Ning said that he would not return the favor, but after all, there was a involvement, and Zhang Ning didn't like it.

Therefore, it is better to clear the money and goods, and the children are not deceived.

Yan Ziyun looked at Zhang Ning's neat smile, but thought. "Does this person regard Tianshou Stone as dung, or does he have other plans?"

It's simple.

Zhang Ning guessed correctly, anyone who entered her Yan Ziyunhua boat would more or less have entanglements with Rouge Lou or do some things for Rouge Lou.

or simply like a boy of the wind and clouds, he became a thug in the Rouge Building.

And of course, what you want is different, rouge building can meet the desires of many people, wealth, treasure, rich in beauty. And many people came for her Yan Ziyun herself.

Don't look at Zhang Ning so free and easy at this moment, but in Yan Ziyun's opinion, he may not have such thoughts.

"A piece of Tianshou stone is indeed precious, but it is a dream to soak the old lady. Yan Ziyun thought to herself, but said with a smile on her face: "Mr. Nameless is so happy." ”

"Qing'er, please sit down with Mr. Unknown when preparing wine and food. ”

"Yes. A beautiful woman in the flower boat responded.

"Please wait a minute, sir, I will come and play the piano for him after a little dressing. Yan Ziyun said to Zhang Ning again.

"Good. Zhang Ning spoke, landed on the deck a little bit, and then entered the flower boat under the greeting of the beautiful turtle slave.

Yan Ziyun's flower boat is like a palace on a boat, and the interior of the flower boat is not bad, magnificent, like the lobby of the mansion of dignitaries.

And it is not a wine table, but a private seat.

The so-called elegant seat is just a desk and a futon. A curtain made of bamboo was set up in the first place on the flower boat, and a seat was placed in the curtain, where Yan Ziyun was estimated to play the qin.

Zhang Ning came to the elegant seat and knelt down, naturally there was a beautiful woman holding a jar of good wine, and several turtle slaves came in to serve with a few plates of cold dishes.

Wine is really good wine.

It is the Chunyuan wine of Jiangxia Town, which is hard to find.

The beauty patted open the mud, bent down to pour the wine jug for Zhang Ning, and then poured it into the wine glass. Zhang Ning raised his glass to drink, he had never drunk Chunyuan wine, but he felt that the fragrance was fragrant and his mouth was fragrant.

"Good wine. Zhang Ning said with a smile.

"Jiangxia Town's Chunyuan wine, of course, is a good wine. Yan Ziyun came down from upstairs and sat down behind the curtain, and laughed.

"Sir, do you want to enjoy the dance?" Yan Ziyun immediately asked.

"No, you don't. Zhang Ning shook his head and said.

"That's good. It's noisy here, and it hurts the sound of the piano, and when I sail to a secluded place, I'll stroke the piano for my husband again. Yan Ziyun said.

"Good. Zhang Ning said.

"Sail the boat. ”

As the sound of the turtle slave sounded, the boatman drove the boat, left the bank of the Red River to the center of the river, and slowly went north against the current.

"Knock knock!" Soon after, Yan Ziyun began to stroke the qin, and when the piano sounded, Zhang Ning's eyes lit up and praised: "Good piano." ”

Zhang Ning listened to the piano and drank at the same time.

A song of cold rivers is cold, colder than rivers and lakes.

The last time Zhang Ning went to the Swallow Tower with the bastard of the prodigal son of Tianya, the prodigal son of Tianya taught Zhang Ning a lesson, and went to the Qinglou to listen to the phoenix, not the cold river of shit.

And this time Zhang Ning did even more excessively, he came to Yan Ziyun's flower boat and listened to Yan Ziyun play the cold river.

A piece of Tianshou stone, for a song of cold and cold, for a jar of good wine, no, it should be possible to drink unlimitedly.

Even if the good wine on this flower boat is drunk, it is estimated that Yan Ziyun will not say a word.

But Zhang Ning is not an alcoholic, he only plans to drink a jar of wine.

A song of cold rivers and cold, farewell to the beggars.

Is it worth it?

Of course it's worth it.

That's the first person I killed, the first person I respected.

Zhang Ning thought to himself while drinking. I only feel that this song of the cold river is so cold to listen to, and I feel that this river and lake are colder than the cold river.

The flower boat went north against the current and broke the waves. The swordsman of the earth list stood on the bow of the boat with his sword in his hand, listening to the sound of his beloved woman's piano, but it was out of reach.

Decadent.

Inside the flower boat, Zhang Ning drank and listened to music, but what he experienced was the cold rivers and lakes.

As the night passed, when the sky lit up, a mist appeared. The flower boat continued to the north, and the number one young man in Rouge House left Hangzhou and headed north along the Red River.

The wine in the boat has been drunk, but there is a lot of leftovers.

And Zhang Ningren has gone far.

Yan Ziyun sat behind the curtain and looked at the empty seats, thinking.

It seems that he really wants nothing more than a jar of wine and a cold song. What kind of enemy is it that makes him so lonely?"

Then I thought to myself.

"The cold river was cold after playing all night, and my hands were sore. ”