Jinfeng Yulu Lou is the best restaurant in Baiyujing, a total of five floors, one layer is more luxuriously decorated than the other, standing on the top can look at the wild goose pagoda of the Great Ci'en Temple, and the fireworks of the seventy-two squares of Baiyujing.

The food, the girls, and the hospitality here make you can't pick out the slightest bad place.

The food is good, the wine is mellow, the girl is moist, and even the second child who runs the hall has three points more eyes than elsewhere.

So only such a place is worthy of a character like Du Zhubei.

Lianyun Village outside Zhongnan Mountain is a new gang in the rivers and lakes, thirteen village owners, which one is a master of miraculous skills, Du Zhubei is the big boss of Lianyun Village.

Everyone on the rivers and lakes knows that Du Zhubei is benevolent, righteous and heroic, and heroic, but few people know that he will go to Jinfeng Yulu Building on this day every year to get drunk, drink the best Fenjiu in the seven altars, and let the liver and the ambition of his youth be soaked in the wine syrup together.

Today, Du stopped drinking the cup just to the fourth altar, he was in good spirits, with a large plate of hot dried shreds, a small pot of roast beef with sauce, a small plate of cut sheep's face, and an old roasted Yellow River carp slowly tasted the wine in the cup.

The fifth floor of Jinfeng Yulu Building has been vacated, which is specially explained by the boss Jin Mianxiao, and the people who can enjoy the fifth floor of drinking exclusively, whether it is in the court or in the rivers and lakes, there are no ten people in total, and Du Da is one of these ten people.

There was a brainless subordinate who asked the golden face owl if the emperor or Han Xiang came to Jinfeng Yulu Building for dinner, would Boss Jin vacate the fifth floor, Lao Jin shook his head when he heard this.

Only then did everyone know that the golden-faced owl was not respected by Du Zhubei's power, not his martial arts, but his character.

As for whether the emperor or Han Xiang will come to dinner and seal the fifth layer for these nobles to enjoy, no one will ask again, after all, everyone has brains. When such a character comes to eat, not to mention the fifth floor, even the street will be cleaned for you, so as not to obstruct the eyes of the nobles without brains.

Du stopped holding the porcelain cup as warm as jade, looked up, and let the wine roll down his esophagus, stabbing his stomach with a pain.

He was comforting, comforting the past time, comforting the dreams of the past, there was once a county magistrate of the Yu Dynasty who took off his official uniform and walked from Bai Yujing to the rivers and lakes.

When the wine entered his throat, Du stopped the glass so happily that he wanted to laugh a few times, he loved this taste very much, and only this mellow wine fragrance brought the feeling of half-dreaming and half-awake, so that he forgot all kinds of encounters in life and enjoyed simple happiness with a pure heart.

Du stopped the glass and put down the glass, and looked forward, and suddenly there was a very short man sitting in front of the table, with a ridiculously short beard in front of his lips, no beard under his nose, and several thick at the corners of his mouth, as if he had become a fine mouse.

This man was dressed in black, his hair was tied with a black ribbon, and he sat respectfully opposite the Du Shu Cup, as if he was a Mengtong listening to the master's lecture.

No one knows how he touched the eyes of Du Zhubei, he walked quietly all the way, this is an extremely clever light body kung fu, but there are more than a dozen people in the rivers and lakes who can compare with him.

The real power of the black-clothed dwarf was his ability to stealth, he touched the first floor of the Golden Wind Jade Dew Building to the fifth floor, and no one noticed him.

This is the ability of "stealing the king" to make the moon.

There are very few people with the surname Sikong, and it is already a small probability event to be able to produce a person who is good at light skills and good at stealing skills, and it seems a bit cliché to come out with another one, not to mention that the names of the two are very similar.

Sikong Langyue is actually neither surnamed Sikong nor Langyue, his name is Zhang San'er.

Such a name was destined to be unsound in the rivers and lakes, so he stole the name of his predecessor and changed it to Sikong Langyue.

Even the name is a stolen thief, if he doesn't become a thief king, who in the whole world can afford this name?

"You can eat beef and lamb face roasted fish as you like, don't drink wine, and don't eat dried shreds. Du stopped the cup and continued to fill himself with a cup, then grabbed a thin silver chopstick, picked up a piece of dried chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and slowly tasted the mellow and delicious mixed taste.

The king of thieves stretched out his right arm, and the thumb, index finger, and middle finger volleyed up a piece of roast beef with sauce in the air, and then flicked it into his mouth. The thief king, who was accustomed to eating the food of the Xiangfu, also praised the beauty, which made him even more greedy for the plate of dried silk that Du stopped the cup and did not allow him to touch.

No matter what you can't get, no matter what the taste is in the end, it's the most gluttonous before you eat it.

"Du Da is in charge, brother, let me ask you, the handwritten letter from the Queen Mother to Dali Siqing is what you always take?"

Du stopped drinking another cup, and he nodded. For friends, Du Zhibei has always known everything and said everything. The stealing king is one of his few friends, so he doesn't hide it from the thief.

"Yes, it's on me. Du stopped the cup, picked up a piece of roasted fish and put it in his mouth.

"Boss Du, brother ask me more, which one told you to do it?"

The thief king looked at Du Zhubei's face, he knew that this person was very deep in the city, and he couldn't see anything important from his expression, but he still tried to read something from Du Zhubei's face.

"You know who I am. ”

The stealing king nodded, if he could ask like this, Du Zhubei would not be Du Zhubei.

"But Brother Du, do you know that you deliberately imitated our methods to steal. Now whether it is the palace or Dali Temple, I guess I did it out of nowhere, and I am checking up and down, so it's a bit unrighteous for you to do this. ”

Du stopped the glass and put down the wine glass, he was originally in a very good mood, and he wanted to get drunk with his past self on this golden wind and jade dew. But he was disturbed by mundane things, which made Du Zhubei very unhappy.

"I'm sorry for you, if you want to avoid the limelight, whether it's the Pinjin Cave or the Mystic God Cave, or the Luofan Pavilion, it can provide you with a happy life. ”

These three places are the secret places of Lianyunzhai in Zhongnan Mountain, which are the most indulgent and sensual, and people in the rivers and lakes flock to them, but only a few people who have the approval of the thirteen masters are qualified to go there to enjoy.

And those who have been there, if their minds are not strong, they will become the pawns of Lianyunzhai, just to be rewarded and enjoy the happiness of satisfying all their desires again.

The King of Thieves is not a man who indulges in sensuality, he shook his head.

"Brother just asked one more question, and asked Brother Du to tell me who asked the eldest brother to do it, and the younger brother admitted the matter. Or maybe the eldest brother can give the bag to the younger brother, and the younger brother will be driven by the eldest brother in the future. ”

Du stopped the cup and shook his head, no one can drive the king to steal, and the king will not be driven by the king.

"The Queen Mother has collapsed, what does this bag have to do with it?"

"How can it have nothing to do with it, it's really insignificant, why are the palaces and Dali Temple looking for it?"

The king of stealing is very serious, and Du Stop Cup can only be serious.

"Since the stakes are significant, Du can't give it to you. ”

"Then Brother Du will tell me who asked you to pretend to be doing this. ”

Du stopped drinking a glass of Fenjiu and replied with silence.

"Okay, then I'll have to get it myself. ”

"Is there a time when even the king of stealing is driven by someone?" Du asked suddenly.

"So that Brother Du knows that there are always things in this world that can't be stolen. ”

"Then you shouldn't give Han Gang a drive. ”

Du stopped the glass and put down the wine glass, stretched out a finger and flicked it, and the white porcelain cup flew up as if struck by lightning, and went straight to the stealing king.

And the thief king is like an old man who is about to be in his twilight years, what is outstanding, what is stealth, it seems to be empty words, he can't even stand up, so he hits the porcelain cup in the chest, only to hear a muffled sound, the thief king vomits a mouthful of blood, flies out and turns over several times on the ground before holding the ground with his hand, like a turtle lying on the ground poking his head out and panting.

Du Zhubei has a grudge with Han Gang, a big feud, and anyone who does things for Han Gang will not leave his hand when he meets him.

"Thank you Brother Du for your mercy, the three fingers are really powerful, and my brother will leave. The thief king slowly got up from the ground, and suddenly seemed to have regained his kung fu, and the voice was still in Du Zhu's ears, but the person was gone.

The big boss of Lianyunzhai raised his wine glass and took another sip, his hatred for Han Gang was one more place, because of Han Gang, he had one less friend.

The wine was still warm, Du stopped the cup and looked in the direction of the palace, between the phoenix and the dragon, the turmoil in the court also made waves in the rivers and lakes.