The South Wall Tavern has declined, and in the past, everyone used to say "if you don't hit the south wall, you won't look back", but now it has become "turn back when you see the south wall".

There were many reasons for the decline, and the owner blamed the war, and he often pulled the few drunkards and said, "The fights are endless, and I don't know what they are fighting about, but it makes everyone miserable, and it is really difficult to bring in some good wine." I have a few jars of freshly arrived Central Plains wine here, would you like to have some? It's a little more expensive than before, but ......."

The people who are still nostalgic for the South Wall Tavern are usually old customers, and he has a different opinion on the decline here, and he is not shy about the owner, "The war affects everyone, why are you the most unlucky? Because you are not Lu Qiying, the shopkeeper Lu has great skills." ”

The topic inevitably turned to nostalgia, and the shopkeeper suddenly became a legend in the eyes of the public, and the new owner took over more than two years and still can't erase the traces left by his predecessor.

On an early winter evening, when it snowed heavily outside, and business in the tavern became more and more cold, the owner simply sent most of the men home, leaving only two men and one cook to deal with seven drinkers.

The tall old man, who was the eighth drinker, came in and went straight to his fixed position, sat down and stared blankly at the light on the table, without saying a word.

"What do you want to eat, old man?" said the man coldly, he was a newcomer, he did not remember the glory of the past, but he felt that this tavern occupied a lot of land, and the customers who came were no different from the small street shops.

The old man glanced up at the man, and his eyes inadvertently revealed a fierceness, "The most expensive wine, a jar." ”

"One...... A jar?" The guy thought he had misheard.

The old man hung his head and was silent.

"The most expensive thing is the wine, to ...... More than 300 taels of altars. "At the end, the guy lowered his voice as if it were a secret.

The old man took out a gold ingot from his bosom and threw it on the table, still not saying a word.

The man froze, he had seen gold, but he couldn't guess the value of the ingot.

The shopkeeper caught a glimpse of a touch of gold, and rushed over with an arrow step, pushing the eyeless guy, whose waist was almost level with the table, "Old man, you haven't been here for a long time, have you been very busy late......ly?"

"No, just wine, a jar. ”

The shopkeeper secretly hated in his heart, and made up his mind to fire the guy after tonight, but the smile on his face became more and more flattering, and quietly put away the gold on the table, "How many snacks to eat......?

"No, another pot of tea. ”

The shopkeeper was stunned, wine with tea, this kind of drinking method has never been seen, but he never wanted to miss the three hundred taels of business that had already arrived, and hurriedly ordered another man to bring wine, and then looked at the old man with a blank eye, hoping that the other party would order something more, so that he could keep the whole ingot of gold.

"Do you recognize me?" asked the old man stiffly.

"The old gentleman used to be a frequent customer here, but he hasn't been here much lately...... the shopkeeper remembered the face, but he didn't know the identity of the other party.

"Go and get those two tables of guests, and I'm going to invite them to drink. ”

The seven drinkers had already noticed the rich old man, and without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, each of them came over with a dish on the table, and ran over with joy, without a glass of his own wine, first thanking the old gentleman, and then asking the man to bring his chair.

The table was not large, the old man had one side, and the other seven people seemed crowded, but no one cared, and they were all ready to taste the wine of three hundred taels and one jar.

When the wine came up, a bowl was poured in front of everyone, and all the drinkers picked up the bowl, politely gave it to the old man, and couldn't wait to pour it into their mouths.

"They say you need glow-in-the-dark glasses to drink wine, and I remember how many of them came here, so why don't you take them out?" asked an old drinker with white hair.

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed, "The glow-in-the-dark cup is too brittle, it's all broken." ”

"You sold it to pay off the debt, right?"

The shopkeeper became more and more embarrassed, "It's all wine, what kind of glass is different?" Can the taste on the glass seep into the wine?"

The white-haired drinker pointed at the shopkeeper and said, "You are the reason why the South Wall Tavern has turned from prosperity to decline, and the shopkeeper Lu back then would never say such bastard words." ”

The shopkeeper retreated in disgust, thinking to himself that a few poor bastards would be so particular about drinking with light.

Before the bowl of wine was finished, the white-haired drinker was the first to notice the abnormality, "Why doesn't this gentleman drink it?" ”

The tall old man poured himself a cup of tea, "I've quit drinking." ”

"Oh. The seven of them answered at the same time, and no one asked, this is Biyu South City, and they won't even ask for the names of the guests.

"When I first came in, I heard you talking about the Dragon King, and then said, I want to hear it. There was an innate sense of command in the tall old man's tone, as if the people on the other side were all students.

"It's just nonsense, what does it matter, what do you want to say. "White-haired drinkers are very cautious, reluctant to drink wine, and cherish the tongue in their mouths.

The tall old man didn't think so, and turned to a short and fat drinker, "It's you who said that the dragon king is too stupid, I want to hear what smart people think." ”

Humpty Dumpty looked at his companion, drank the wine in the bowl, poured another bowl by himself, felt that it was enough, and said, "You are Mr. Zhang Ji in the stone castle, right?"

As soon as the word "stone castle" came out, the shopkeeper who was standing nearby and waiting only felt that his legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, touched the gold in his arms, and found that it was extremely hard.

"Well, I'm Zhang Ji. ”

"Are you still teaching in the Stone Castle?"

"It's been a long time since I stopped teaching, and I've left the Stone Castle. ”

The shopkeeper's legs regained strength, and the seven drinkers at the same table also showed a reassuring smile, and the Humpty Dumpty drinker exhaled, "In this case, then we can make a few small talks." Isn't the Dragon King stupid? Hundreds of thousands of Beiting cavalry are for him to drive, this is a glory that the people of the Western Regions have not had since ancient times, take Biyu City, and break through the ...... I dare to guarantee that as soon as the Beiting army enters the pass, the people of Biyu City will not dare to say all, at least more than ninety percent, and surrender immediately. ”

"If a person has no foresight, he will have near-term worries. "Drunken gossip, more delicious than delicious dishes, cautious white-haired drinkers couldn't help but join in, "If you want me to say, the Dragon King is a smart man, what does the prosperity of Biyu City depend on? If the Dragon King uses the Beiting cavalry to capture Biyu City, it is equivalent to only recognizing one master from now on, and the communication with the Central Plains will end. ”

The pockmarked drinker sitting next to him slapped the table heavily, "That's right, don't look at the North Court is now torn apart, it won't take long to get back strong, the Dragon King doesn't need the North Court cavalry, it's just that he is afraid of luring the wolf into the room, and he can't get rid of it if he wants to get rid of it in the future." ”

Humpty Dumpty was not discouraged at all when he was attacked, "You are all right, but you just forgot one thing, does the Dragon King care about the prosperity of Biyu City? He wants revenge, even if he destroys Biyu City, he doesn't care." ”

"The Dragon King wants revenge, but he refuses the Beiting cavalry, saying that he still cares about Biyu City, how can it be a reason to be too stupid?"

"The Dragon King doesn't care about Biyu City, he's too arrogant, thinking that he can defeat the one on the mountain with just a few tens of thousands of dragon troops. ”

"What do you want to say, is the Dragon King too stupid, or is he arrogant?"

......

The two groups of people fought for each other, but they didn't drink a sip of wine, Zhang Ji still drank tea one by one, as if he was listening, and seemed to be thinking about his own thoughts.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't drink or speak, but we are a little embarrassed. The white-haired drinker paused his arguments.

"Yes, yes, I heard that Mr. Zhang taught the Dragon King in the past, what do you think of him?"

Zhang Ji let out a sigh and put down the teacup, "The Dragon King used to be just a slave in the stone castle, what qualifications do you have for me to teach him?"

Zhang Ji breathed a lot of breath, and everyone found that the wine in the altar had not been drunk, so they only pouted and did not express their opinions.

"The Dragon King is not stupid, he is very smart, hey, he didn't lead the Beiting cavalry to attack the Thousand Cavalry Pass, in fact, he escaped. Zhang Ji continued.

"What do you mean by that?" said the white-haired drinker, who wondered everyone.

"The Dubu King has dedicated the Thousand Cavalry Pass to the Central Plains, and as long as the Dragon King makes a move, he is declaring war on the Central Plains. ”

"The Central Plains army is far away from here, and when they kill them, the stone castle will turn to ashes, right?"

"What about turning into ashes? The stone castle is dead, but the people inside are alive, the Dubu King only needs to avoid it for half a year, and he can use the Central Plains to exterminate the Dragon Army, and then bring the North Court back again, and everything will return to the original state, except that the Dubu King will become the real king, and the Dragon King will be as if it never existed. ”

Zhang Ji became more and more arrogant in the eyes of everyone, and the short and fat drinker snorted, "Will the king escape?" Mr. Zhang thought too simply, although you teach in the stone castle, I'm afraid you haven't met the king a few times. ”

Zhang Ji refused to debate with him, his words had already been finished, and his relationship with Dubu Wang could not be explained to outsiders.

The shopkeeper had been listening, and then he interjected: "Mr. Zhang's guess actually has some truth, have you heard, Shibao has eliminated a large number of killers, and has not recruited apprentices for a long time, isn't this a sign that he wants to temporarily avoid the limelight?"

"Didn't all those killers who were laid off join the Tianshan Sect?" Humpty Dumpty was slightly disdainful, "The Tianshan Sect is now a stone castle with a different name, look at their arrogance......"

"Is Your Excellency dissatisfied with the Tianshan Sect?" said a voice at the door.

A middle-aged swordsman approached slowly, and behind him, two indifferent young swordsmen stood guard at the door, looking around vigilantly.

Du ...... Du ...... "The pudgy drinker fell out of his chair in fright, and the other drinkers all bowed their heads and pretended not to know him.

"In Xia Du Chuan, meet Mr. Zhang. ”

The Sect Master of the Tianshan Sect, the most powerful figure in Biyu City in recent months, humbly bowed to a teacher who had left the Stone Castle.

The other six drinkers, including the owner, also consciously squatted on the ground, secretly scolding themselves for their greed.

"From now on, this is the helm of the Tianshan Sect. Zhang Ji's tone was still cold, and he looked at the trembling shopkeeper, "You have already accepted the deposit, let's make a total price." ”

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