This time, Liangcheng completely blew up the sky, the wealthy family of Liangcheng was beaten up by an unknown junior, the second son was thrown directly from the upstairs, and the four families would break their hands and legs, the key is that the Zhu family did not dare to choke, Mingxuan became famous in Liangcheng, and became the focus of everyone's attention as soon as he went out early in the morning, some worshipped, some admired, some ridiculed, some disdainful, and some vicious.

However, Ming Xuan turned a blind eye and continued to shop his street, he was just an ordinary person, and there was no gold on his face, and after a while of curiosity, everyone naturally dispersed, but everywhere you could still hear the discussion about what happened last night.

"It is said that the young man in green shirt yesterday was a master invited by the Zhang family to help deal with the Zhu family's ......"

"No, how did I hear that he was a thug newly invited by the proud building, and yesterday it was because Zhu Ergongzi was rude to Miss Haoyue......"

"Nonsense! where can Deyilou afford such a master, he is simply a good ...... for Miss Haoyue"

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The three of them became a tiger, with false rumors, rumors spread all over the sky, almost everyone has a version, Ming Xuan couldn't listen to it with a wry smile, but after all, yesterday's incident happened at night, and it ended very quickly, everyone didn't see it really, although there were many onlookers, but there were still not many people who saw Ming Xuan, so many people still didn't know him at all, but they could also talk about him vividly, as if they knew him from the womb.

"I've been to Mochizuki Tower and Proud Tower, so let's just go to Fengxue Tower again. Ming Xuan's mood was not affected in the slightest by last night's events and the surrounding discussions.

After several inquiries, Mingxuan came to the Fengxue Building, compared to the magnificence of the Moon Tower and the magnificence of the proud building, the Fengxue Building is very ordinary, but it is a three-story small building, covering a small area, and it looks similar to the surrounding buildings, but compared to the hustle and bustle of other places, it seems to be much quieter here, even if the people passing by here seem to be light-hearted, and they seem to be unwilling to make too much noise, so as not to destroy the quiet, it can be seen that the status of the Fengxue Building in everyone's hearts is still very high.

Although Mingxuan is not well dressed, but it is decent, so there is no obstacle to entering the door, entering the door, a gust of simple and elegant wind blows in the face, the walls of the hall are full of calligraphy and paintings, and there are a lot of cases in the hall, all kinds of four treasures of the study, literati playthings are displayed on it, and there are a lot of people in the hall, but it still seems very quiet, even if you speak very quietly.

Ming Xuan naturally didn't want to be the destroyer of the atmosphere, so he quietly walked to the side and looked at the calligraphy and painting carefully, although he couldn't do it in his hands, but his eyesight was still there, and the works on display in the hall were not bad, which was rare in a small city like Liangcheng.

This is the land of literati, the people who come are full of people, because there is less of a philistine here, more elegant style, everyone is appreciating each other, all of them are disturbed, and there is no small guy to sell on the side, only after liking, someone will come forward to exchange answers, the price of things here is also fair, so there are very few scenes of arguing over price.

Because the atmosphere here Ming Xuan likes it very much, so he also seems more comfortable, one by one to appreciate it carefully, most of the people who cultivate the Tao are also elegant people, and there are not a few people who love calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and painting can be seen everywhere in Qingyangmen, and most of them are high-grade works, under such edification, Mingxuan's vision is still a little unique.

"Huh? There's something interesting about it. Ming Xuan paused in front of a pair of words.

This character is really special, because there is a word "sword" written on the huge painting paper, using the ancient seal font, the pen walks the dragon and snake, full of ancient meaning, inexplicably let Ming Xuan's heart move, it seems that there is a deep meaning between the paintings, for a while Ming Xuan looked a little dazed, and stopped for a long time.

"This painting is good, isn't it! Although there is only one word, the gesture is majestic, the posture is horizontal, it seems to be unintentional, but it feels profound, it is definitely a masterpiece!" Just when Ming Xuan was savoring it, there was suddenly an extra person next to him.

After thinking back, Ming Xuan turned his head and saw that this was an old man who was over the age of six, although his hair was white, he looked energetic, his eyes were bright, and he looked like a great Confucian.

Just as Ming Xuan was looking at him curiously, he was also looking at Ming Xuan curiously.

"Childe, but you like this character?" said the old man, looking downright and generous.

"But there is a heartbeat. Ming Xuan replied without any disguise.

"It seems that the hero sees the same thing, and the old decay also takes a fancy to it. The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, but he was a cool person.

"If the gentleman takes a fancy to it, then the little student will not take away what he wants. Ming Xuan smiled, although he liked it, he didn't want to compete with others, not to mention that he didn't have any ill feelings towards the old man, so he moved and prepared to leave.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not a conflict between the old decay and the son, and it's a good thing. The old man waved his hand and said, obviously thinking that Ming Xuan would be wrong.

"Oh?" Mingxuan didn't know what he meant.

"Childe took a fancy to it, so naturally he wanted to buy it, and I took a fancy because I consigned it here. The old man said with a smile, it turned out that he was the owner of this letter, in fact, he was not only the owner of this word, but also the owner of this Fengxue Building.

"This is written by Mr.?" Ming Xuan didn't expect this.

"That's not, this word is old and decrepit by chance to get it, I feel that there is no deep meaning, so I have been detailing it for a long time, but I have not gained it, and I have appreciated it with many people of insight, but I have not got anything else, I am not reconciled, so I put it here on consignment, to see if there is a person who feels the same way as the old man, this word has been put here for half a year, and the son is still the first person. The old man said with a smile.

"It's just a coincidence. Ming Xuan smiled faintly, but there was joy in his heart, he was indeed moved by this character.

"There is a private room upstairs, how about a pot of tea together?" It is rare to have such a like-minded person, and the old man is very interested.

"Dare to disobey. "Mingxuan also has a good impression of the old man.

The second floor of the Fengxue Building is a small room for guests to rest and for everyone to sit down and communicate.

"What does Childe think of this tea?" The old man seemed to be quite good at tea ceremony, and after a while, he skillfully made a pot of tea.

"The kid is not good at this, but he feels that he tastes slightly bitter at first, tastes little in the middle, and then returns sweet, which is endlessly memorable. Ming Xuan took a sip and slowly savored that the five senses of cultivators were better than ordinary people, and they could perceive subtle changes.

"Childe has a good taste, this tea is called dark fragrance, and most people only think it is bitter, but they can't taste its sweetness. The old man also took a sip and seemed to enjoy it very much.

"If everyone can taste its sweetness, it won't be called a dark fragrance. Ming Xuan said with a smile.

"Exactly! Exactly! What Childe sees and thinks is very consistent with old decay!" the two smiled similarly and raised their glasses to drink.

The old man is well-read and strong, astronomy and geography are all fine, and he can say one, two or three when he talks about anything, and Mingxuan has been traveling abroad since he was a child, and he has been traveling abroad for many years, and he has rich experience.

"Childe is a scholar, he is definitely among the best among his peers, I have many disciples, I am afraid that only two or three sons can be as short as you. The old man said approvingly, it had been a long time since he had such a chatting with someone.

"Falsely praised, Mr. is erudite and talented, and he is even more admired by Xiaosheng. Ming Xuan was also convinced of the old man.

"I'm so much older than you, and I've spent so many years in vain, so I have to learn something. The old man laughed.

"Xiaosheng Gu Mingxuan, I didn't ask Mr. Gao's surname. "After chatting for so long, they haven't exchanged names yet.

"A puppet Ma Zhiwen. The old man said modestly.

"Fortunately, Mr. Ma, chatting with Mr. I don't realize that time flies, it is already noon, why not let Xiaosheng take a seat in the Moon Tower, have a drink, and chat again. It was almost noon, Mingxuan was already hungry, considering Ma Zhiwen's age, he was worried that he would not be able to bear the hunger.

"The son is gracious, dare not obey his fate!" Ma Zhiwen is a bold person, and he does not shirk.

There was nothing to say at the moment, Ma Zhiwen took a scholar and drove the two to the Moon Tower, the little ones seemed to be very familiar with this carriage, and immediately vacated the most convenient position, and began to wait from afar.

"It seems that Mr. Ma has a high status in this bright city, but it is no wonder that such a knowledgeable person will not be an ordinary person. Mingxuan couldn't help but sigh secretly, seeing Ma Zhiwen's indifference, he was obviously a frequent visitor here.

Ma Zhiwen is a northerner, the host is as he pleases, the two entered the north building, and as soon as they entered the door, the shopkeeper greeted them (Li Yutang is the chief shopkeeper of the north building, and it is not his turn to do these little things in the cashier, and he has the shopkeeper in charge).

"Mr. Ma, I haven't seen you for a long time, or is it an old seat?" Obviously, Ma Zhiwen is a regular customer here.

"Gu Gongzi, what do you think?" Mingxuan is the east, and Ma Zhiwen is naturally a guest and will not take the lead.

"Then let's get a little bit of Mr. Ma's light. "Ming Xuan is just a nobody in this bright city, and at most he can only eat on the fourth floor, he thinks it's nothing, but he is afraid of snubbing Ma Zhiwen.

There was no more to say at the moment, and the shopkeeper led the two of them directly to the sixth floor, it seems that this Ma Zhiwen is indeed a well-known figure in this bright city.

The place on the sixth floor is not big, only four tables of feasts can be accommodated, each according to one side, and the middle is also separated by a screen, compared to the liveliness downstairs, the sixth floor is colder, Mingxuan and others are the first guests today.

The view on the sixth floor is broad, the weather is good, the lake is rippling, colorful, and the slightly cold breeze blows, refreshing and refreshing, making people feel comfortable, but it is a place.

"Mr. Dip's light gives Xiaosheng the honor to go up to the sixth floor. Ming Xuan said with a smile.

"Gu Gongzi first came to Liangcheng, and he was unknown to others, otherwise it would be impossible to climb to the sixth floor. Ma Zhiwen doesn't speak, although he hasn't known each other for a long time, he also knows that Mingxuan is not an idle person.

The dishes on the sixth floor were naturally much better than those on the second floor, and the two of them raised their glasses and drank freely, continuing the previous topic and chatting happily.

"Master, why did your old man come here, I'm so tired that I'm looking for it for a while!" Just when the two of them were drinking and talking, a delicate voice came from the staircase, and Ming Xuan seemed to be a little familiar with it.