Making peace with the Flying Fish Gang is the most important thing facing him at the moment, and it is related to the life and death and safety of Ruan Zun and the people he cares about in the Fengyun Stack around him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, the day before Huang Wenbing's finalization of the peace between the two parties, he and Lu Tianhao rushed to Jiangzhou, north of Shinshu, overnight. As mentioned earlier, Xinzhou in the Song Dynasty is now the area of Shangrao, Jiangxi. Jiangzhou is north of Shangrao, which belongs to the area around the current Jiujiang River, and the two places are not far apart. Friends who have been to Jiangxi know it.

The location of the peace is in Xunyang Building, located on the edge of the Xunyang River in Jiangzhou, and it is the most famous restaurant in Jiangzhou City.

Ruan Zun and the others lived in the upper room on the third floor of Xunyang Building that night, and listening to the sound of the tide at night was indeed unique.

Ruan Zun has read a lot and knows that this Xunyang Tower is a major scenic spot in Jiangzhou. To say that it is famous does not mean that it has the highest floor, the most private rooms, or the best food, but that it has received the most celebrities and visitors in history. Many famous figures in history have left poems here that can be passed down through the ages.

It is only because of the high wind at night and for safety reasons, Xunyang Tower prohibits guests from watching the river view at night to the fifth floor, which is the highest point, and it is necessary to get up early in the morning of the next day.

After the two parted from the Shangqing Palace, they had not been together for nearly a year and had a night talk together as before. That night, I had endless words, and I talked until late at night before I went to sleep.

The next morning, the guy in the building brought hot water towels to wash his face, and then he sent breakfast. Ruan Zun wanted to go upstairs to see the river view, but Lu Tianhao was still drunk, so he wanted to sleep for a while and refused to go with him.

After washing, it was still early to see the time, so I walked upstairs to enjoy the river view of the Xunyang River.

It's really Mo Daojun who walks early, and there are even more early pedestrians. On the fifth floor, there is already a person standing with his hands in his hands, quietly watching the sunrise over the river. He looks like a scribe and a scholar.

Hearing someone going upstairs, the man glanced back. This is a scribe in his twentieth and eighteenth year, wearing a popular scribe scarf among scholars in the Song Kingdom, with a square face, long eyebrows and sideburns, and a pair of lacquer-like eyes, as if he can gain insight into the world.

The strange thing is that Ruan Zun can't feel any spiritual power fluctuations or manifestations on the other party's body at the moment, nor can he feel any other breath, as if the other party is just an ordinary mortal who can't be ordinary anymore. But intuitively, Ruan Zun never thought that the other party was so simple, and he would never be a mortal.

Because, in the other party's body, he seems to find a kind of superior's mentality advantage, which is reflected in his every action.

"Brother, early. Out of politeness, he offered to say hello.

"Early. The other party smiled slightly and nodded at him.

"Brother Tai is really interested, the weather is cold and wet early in the morning, and he is still watching the river view. Ruan Zun said.

"You have to go up to the fifth floor, isn't that what you mean?" said the scribe.

The two smiled at each other, and they actually felt sorry for each other.

At this time, it is sunrise, overlooking the Xunyang River, Baiping Ferry, and the red knotweed beachhead, it is really unparalleled.

After watching the scenery for a while, and talking a little bit, I felt that the other party seemed to be a well-read person, who had seen a wide range of people, and had some like-minded interests. In particular, some of the views of the two sides in terms of social insight were heard in their ears, and their eyes lit up. Ruan Zun then asked for the other party's name.

"Well said, under Li Jun. The man said peacefully.

"Li Jun?" Ruan Zun was taken aback, "The leader of the Flying Fish Gang is also called Li Jun." ”

"Flying Fish Gang Leader? Heh, coincidentally, it's down there. After half a life, mixed in the rivers and lakes, friends in the rivers and lakes carried love, and gave a nickname of Li Jun, the dragon of the mixed rivers, and smiled. Li Jun said, pointing at Ruan Zun, "I know, your surname is Ruan, Ruan Zun." ”

Ruan Zun suddenly became vigilant, the other party seemed to be prepared, the two met here at this time, it was by no means an accidental encounter, it must have been intentional by this Li Jun.

Seeing his vigilant appearance, Li Jun smiled and said, "You don't have to be nervous. Since the Lord of Huangcheng has handed over the news and wants us to make peace, and there is the responsibility of the Demon Suppression Palace, before making peace, our Flying Fish Gang will not trouble you again. After a pause, he turned around, looked at the river and the sky, and said, "However, I have a habit of doing things in advance. I came to this Xunyang Tower early to watch the scenery, and it was a coincidence that I met you here. ”

After that, he praised himself: "There is no wine in the world, and there are famous buildings in the world." Every time I visit, it seems that the scenery is different. This building is wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. ”

Zigu looked at the tea again, and when he saw that Ruan Zun didn't speak, he smiled and said, "It's still early, Huang Wenbing, they haven't come yet." Now that we've seen the scenery, why don't we taste the famous ink on the wall of this observation deck?"

Without waiting for Ruan Zun to agree, he turned around and looked at a low wall in the iron fence, on which four or five poems were written, and first read one of them to himself: "Okay, this first Dengjun Jijing Shi Zhuji and Huainan Zizi are the true works of Wei Shi, I have always admired them, and I have seen them more than a dozen times, but I can't get enough of them." After saying that, he read it out loud, "Start to stop Yongyang Shou, and return to Xunyang Tower." The cold rain on the hanging threshold is dangerous, and the river is invaded. Hearing the night of the geese, reminiscing about the parting autumn. There is only a bottle of wine, and the town is worried. ”

Following his gaze, Ruan Zun couldn't help but look over. The low wall was specially kept by the owner of this building, and it was enclosed with an iron fence to prevent it from being damaged. Li Jun read that poem, which was exactly what the great poet Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty did here when he served as the assassin of Jiangzhou.

He was moved by this situation, this scene, and this poem, and couldn't help but clap his hands and say, "There is nothing to drink in vain, and there are all kinds of worries." Isn't this just the right time to get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows?"

Li Jun nodded to him, "Whenever people in the world drink when they are worried, they always like to say something to get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows." But Wei Shi used a town word alone, and he couldn't solve it, only the town. If you can't solve it, you will be depressed again. The way to the town is the king. People like you in the Demon Suppression Palace, aren't they always proud of this town?"

Ruan Zun's surprise is even more extraordinary, the ears and eyes of this Flying Fish Gang are really well-informed, he joined the Demon Suppression Palace, only a few people know the news, and the scope of knowledge is very tightly controlled, how can he know it so quickly? Could it be that in this Flying Fish Gang, there is also an organization similar to the Wind News Society?

His heart was surging, but he pretended not to know on his face, "What kind of Demon Suppression Palace, Gang Master Li, you are laughing, boy, I am just a person who opens a shop and does business, and I don't know what kind of hall it is." ”

Li Jun didn't seem to notice Ruan Zun's strangeness, but he read the following one in order, which is also a famous poem through the ages, Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing".

"Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn. The master dismounts the guest in the boat, and raises the wine to drink without orchestra. If you are drunk, you will say goodbye, and you will be immersed in the moon in the vast river when you are drunk. Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest and did not send it...... Who cried the most in the seat, Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet. He memorized a long poem word for word, without looking at the poems on the wall.

Moreover, when he recited, the tone was frustrated, and the voice seemed to bring people to the sad scene of farewell to relatives and friends in the Tang Dynasty.

"Good. Ruan Zun applauded.

"It's really a good poem, every time I read this poem of Xiangshan Jushi, I feel like I dream back to the Tang Dynasty. Li Jun said with emotion, looking at Ruan Zun, "Taking the poem as a guide, I have already met frankly, Lord Ruan, do you still want to hold the pipa and half cover your face as the poem says?" )