"Thanks to the six doors, it's pretty reliable, at least it didn't swallow my horse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhao Ming looked at the horse buckled at the door, showed a rare smile on his face, and patted the horse's neck.

It took a quarter of an hour for Zhao Ming to lead the horse and walk down the street, looking for where there were maids to sell, but Zhao Ming turned around for a long time and found nothing.

"Those dignitaries and nobles, everyone has maids in their families, why didn't I find anything when I walked around the street for a long time!" Zhao Ming complained while staring around.

Turning the major fang markets aside, Zhao Ming found that he actually walked to the wine shop again.

Zhao Ming looked at the signboard of the winery, and his eyes revealed this loss, melancholy, anger and a hint of ease.

"I didn't expect our Lord Qingshou to come out shopping so freely!" Just as Zhao Ming was talking to the signboard of the wine shop, a familiar voice came from inside.

Zhao Ming was pulled back to reality by this voice, and looked away from the door on the signboard.

A graceful young woman stepped out of it.

As soon as Zhao Ming saw this person, he immediately had a different mood, both angry and helpless, both happy and depressed.

"Our Silver Medallion is not very idle, and stays in this small tavern all day. Zhao Ming is not stage frightened, and he has no due respect for his top boss.

"I'm really idle, where are there so many dangers in the imperial city, and how many are worth my shot?" The proprietress didn't care about Zhao Ming's ridicule at all, and confidently admitted that she was lazy during work hours.

Zhao Ming was speechless for a moment.

"Now that the little master is already Lord Qingshou, I don't know if I have time to have a drink with a little girl like me?"

Zhao Mingyi's face twitched when he saw her expression, and she also had this expression when she hesitated yesterday.

"Haha, how can I, as a subordinate, disobey our Lord Yinzhang?" said Zhao Ming, who walked to the side and was about to tie the horse to the pillar, but before he could bolt it, the voice of the proprietress came from the side.

"In the future, if there are other catchers present, you don't have to do these things yourself, just leave them to them. As he spoke, he turned to a doorman next to him and said, "Why don't you go and help Lord Qingshou lead the horse down." ”

"Yes," he said, took the horse rope from Zhao Ming's hand and led the horse away.

Zhao Ming watched the man leave and didn't know what it was like, so he shook his head and followed the proprietress into the wine shop.

Looking at the proprietress where a pot of wine came over, Zhao Ming couldn't help but smile: "Boss, there won't be any more problems with this pot of wine today, right?" After speaking, he looked at the proprietress with a mocking look.

The proprietress didn't care about Zhao Ming's instigation, walked to the table with a smile and poured a full cup for Zhao Ming, and said: "After making it, it was a gadget used for torture, and it was our Qingshou Lord who was entertained today, how could we let our Qingshou drink that kind of wine again!"

Zhao Ming smiled noncommittally when he heard the proprietress say this, slowly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, a mellow fragrance rushed into the tip of his tongue and slid down his throat.

"Hmm... This is even more mellow than last night, is this?" Zhao Ming asked the proprietress after taking another sip of this glass of wine to enjoy it.

"Hehe, it's delicious, this is my treasure wine, I have collected seven hundred years of He Shou Wu, five hundred years of ginseng and Poria cocos, as well as some old precious medicinal materials and a tiger bone and tiger whip that has just died for no more than three days, I have treasured it for ten years, and today I have opened the altar for our Lord Qingshou!" said the proprietress understatement, as if this was not a jar of treasure wine that he had spent more than ten years brewing.

When Zhao Ming heard this, he looked at the wine glass in his hand in surprise, but he didn't expect that what he had just drunk was the legendary treasure wine.

"I'll try it again!" said Zhao Ming, who took the wine jug from the proprietress and poured a full cup and poured it down.

The proprietress next to her was already bored just when she wanted to stop Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming enjoyed the mellow aroma of the wine after drinking and was about to pour it again, when the proprietress hurriedly took his hand.

Zhao Ming looked at the proprietress suspiciously, and said, "This... Didn't you give me the wine?"

The proprietress was made to laugh and cry by Zhao Ming's words, and said: "Of course it's for you to drink, but the amount of medicine in this is very sufficient, I'm afraid that your small body can't stand it all of a sudden!"

Zhao Ming was stunned.

"I'm being molested?" Zhao Ming suddenly felt in his heart that his dignity as a man had been insulted.

"I can't stand it? Heh, you actually say I can't stand it? Who am I? I can't stand it?" Zhao Ming had an urge to get angry.

"Hehe, our Lord Qingshou is very confident in his own capital!" After speaking, he covered his mouth and laughed.

But before he could laugh twice, Zhao Ming on the other side did something that made him stunned.

Zhao Ming saw that he was actually teased by a little woman, even if it was his boss.

What is the last thing a man can admit in front of a woman? That is, 'no', even if he is a monk!

Zhao Ming picked up the wine jug, directly took off the lid on it, and poured everything inside into his mouth.

After drinking, he chirped and sighed: "It's not bad, it's a rare wine!" After speaking, he put the flask to his mouth and poured the remaining drops into his mouth.

The proprietress next to her was stunned by the scene in front of her, what is the situation? People say that a small glass is a small glass, and every time he drinks a little bit, this guy is good, and he will be KO alone with a pot of wine.

"You... You, you, you, actually drank him?" even the proprietress couldn't keep the usual posture of the mountains falling over the sea and I didn't move like a mountain.

Zhao Ming saw the kind of eyes of the proprietress, and his little vanity finally slowed down, and Yang Yang said with his head: "Just my body, let alone such a small pot, even if you hold the altar, I will let it come and go." ”

The proprietress was amused by Zhao Ming all at once.

"Don't think about the rest now, think about what to do next!Don't be too happy, wait until you can get through the idea of coming to fight my jar of wine today!"

After speaking, the proprietress got up and said outside: "Come on, go to the backyard to prepare a room for our Lord Qingshou, hurry up, he will need it soon." ”

Zhao Ming was stunned by the boss's move, but then he understood why the boss lady said this to Na Yukuai.

Just when Zhao Ming was about to say that he was not drunk and could ride back, the medicinal properties in the first cup of treasure wine began to play.

Zhao Ming only felt that a stream of heat in his lower abdomen began to run along his meridians, not only the meridians, but also gradually penetrated the whole body, constantly moisturizing his body, of course, this kind of moisturizing was far from the original marrow washing pill, even if the energy of the marrow washing pill was almost consumed, it could achieve the effect of life and death, flesh and bones, which was far beyond the treasure wine.

But even so, this treasure wine still moisturizes his meridians and body, but unfortunately Zhao Ming's meridians are already tough and abnormal, and these energies are useless at all, and they can only run with the internal force of Zhao Mingyun in the meridians, Zhao Ming saw that this energy could bear it, and couldn't help but feel funny at the little fuss of the proprietress.

But then he couldn't laugh, and saw a large stream of energy begin to rise from his lower abdomen and head straight towards his dantian.

Zhao Ming was a little stunned all of a sudden, no wonder the proprietress let herself drink less and drink slowly, Zhao Ming finally understood the proprietress at this time.

"Is there a room?" Zhao Ming opened his eyes and asked the proprietress at once.

"Hehe, I've been ready for you a long time ago!" said he asked people to take Zhao Ming to the room that had been prepared a long time ago.

Zhao Ming forcibly suppressed the riot of that energy, but fortunately, Zhao Ming's meridians and body were repeatedly polished, and he could withstand this large amount of energy without breaking the meridians and dying.

Hurriedly followed the catcher into the backyard, rushed straight along the room pointed by the catcher, and closed the door with his backhand.