Chapter 130: Night Banquet of The Sword and the Four Directions: "The life of the master, I have no choice but to leave it to you." In the medical hall, Lao Sanjin said to a doctor, his expression finally improved a little. After drinking water just now,

Someone took him and the head of the family to the medical clinic here, and waited for the doctor to take a look at the condition before making a decision.

Fortunately, the rather short doctor did not delay, and his hands and feet were very nimble. In a short time, he had arranged the unformed medicinal materials and immediately asked the master to take a pulse.

Who was Lao Sanjin? If he didn't follow any of these rules, he would have lived in vain for many years. So he bowed to the doctor, then went straight out of the medical clinic and waited outside.

The sky is blue and the breeze wraps around your fingers.

It was rare for Lao Sanjin to calm down, walk around and look at the flowers and plants in pots near the medical center, which finally relieved the boredom that had accumulated in his heart for the past few days.

Lao Sanjin was not originally called Lao Sanjin.

Twenty-three years ago, he was originally a general in the Qiling Army. He accidentally saw a nobleman deducting military pay. He was furious and found an opportunity to beat the nobleman soundly. He almost died.

He beat this noble civil servant until he passed out.

Then he had his face tattooed and was sent to a desolate place west of Qiling, where he stayed for five or six years. When he was hungry, he ate rats and rabbits, and when he was thirsty, he drank from mountain springs, just like animals.

Fortunately, it just so happened that the Holy Spirit granted a general amnesty to the world, so he was released.

Later, this old general with no relatives met the leader.

At that time, the head of the house was still a handsome scholar with a high status. He did not like to drink, but he only rarely carried a teapot and drank a sip of tea from time to time. Whenever he saw someone drinking, he had to scold him about drinking.

If something goes wrong and the body is hurt, even the title Lao Sanjin was given by the head of the family.

From then on, the head of the family was not exempt from the vulgarity. He also drank with the caravans every day, and his waist and belly grew day by day, reaching the point where he could sway at every step.

Many years passed by in a blink of an eye.

"Damn, why does this water still smell like alcohol?" Lao Sanjin cursed, but he still drank the clear water in the water bag.

Even though he was bored, Lao Sanjin had no intention of going to the banquet. In his opinion, going to a banquet was the most boring thing: several well-dressed hosts and guests sat down one after another. They were not very familiar with each other, but they insisted on getting there.

Let's exchange polite greetings and exchange cups.

Sometimes, it really makes people feel uncomfortable. If the meal is exquisite, it will be even more boring. If you have the leisure time to carve out the dishes, you might as well have two bowls of meat, drink a big bowl, eat the meat, eat it, wipe your mouth, and leave.

Man, that's the joy.

After all, he was born in the army, so he couldn't stand the hypocrisy, and he was easily eliminated.

Lao Sanjin's belly was empty, so he thought about going out to find some food and stepped out.

"I'm so confused. I've almost forgotten how long it's been since I last saw anyone in Mocheng."

Someone in the city lord's mansion sighed.

"Not to mention, the ridiculous behavior of these two young men seems to have not been seen for many years. The last time was half a century ago, and a young man with a sword came to our Mocheng for a good meal.

Drink, it's very noisy." If anyone in the caravan is here, he may have a good memory and remember that this old man sitting firmly in the palace is the old storyteller when he first entered the city.

At this moment, the old man's attire had already been changed into a Confucian scholar's shirt, which was very decent.

"City Lord, why don't I go and make some suggestions? After all, the City Lord is hosting the banquet in person, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate to act like this." Shen Jie stepped into the City Lord's mansion at some point, and was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

It wasn't that he was too old-fashioned, it was because the two ladies didn't know the rules. Even the servants by the campfire told them to leave and roast and eat on their own, which was a great pleasure.

"Ke Shu, come here." The old man smiled and waved for Shen Jie to sit down and talk. Although it is the city lord's mansion, the furnishings in the mansion are very simple. The mansion is divided into two floors. The lower floor only has a few futons and a few shelves of books and scrolls. other.

"After so many years, although your knowledge is increasing day by day, you have always been busy studying, but you don't know why you are studying. Just now, the young man answered your questions and made your spiritual platform sixty-seven points clearer. This is a kindness." Shen Jie nodded, and the old man was quite satisfied, and continued, "Since it is kindness first, how can I disturb others now? Besides, if you can tell that truth, you naturally understand the rules. If it is not a greedy thing, you will not do it. Such ridiculous things happened. I guess it was a bumpy journey, and I didn't know the taste of meat for several months. Then I ignored the rules and entered the venue first. It doesn't matter, just let them go."

Shen Jie resigned, leaving the old man sitting alone in the city lord's mansion.

Sighs spread.

After what seemed like a lifetime, the old man spoke to himself.

"Before Jiazi, I felt that this futon was still a bit uncomfortable. I disliked it and couldn't calm down while meditating. In the blink of an eye, more than ten of them were broken."

"My heart feels calm, but I seem to be running out of futons."

Han Xi outside the mansion did not come forward to feast on wine and meat. Instead, he sat cross-legged behind a long table and looked up to the sky.

As dusk approached, the sky became a little darker, but it was clearly a bright and sunny sky, but there were no stars or moon, nor any clouds or red smoke, but the blue sky was slightly darker.

Weird.

Han Xi felt a chill down his spine for no apparent reason.

When Yun Zhong and Tang Bufeng were almost full, the old city lord slowly walked out of the mansion and nodded towards the two of them.

So within two seconds of burning incense, the rest of the caravan also came to the place, and many people were dressed in gorgeous clothes and sat down gracefully. Two rows of women in white came out from the side of the city lord's palace, and they also sat on the futons. He went up, placed the silk tree he was holding in his arms across his legs, nodded his hands slightly, and then the sound of the phoenix suddenly rose and filled the field.

There were many scholars at the banquet. As soon as Fang sat down, he talked about knowledge with the people around him, saying that he had written a new little order in the past few days. If you don't mind it, wouldn't it be nice to give him a few pointers? It's also a good thing to say, but it's not enough to mention some points. At most, I can try my best to write lyrics later, so I can learn a few things from it.

Many people in the city even brought their children with them, and in an instant, there were chatter, laughter, loud talk, children's laughter and the sound of musical instruments, and the place that was originally empty and deserted suddenly seemed to be very lively.

Tang Bufeng and Yun Zhong, who were beside the bonfire, were a little stunned. They didn't even wipe the oil and water from the corners of their mouths. How could it be that after a while, there was already a bustling crowd and a packed house? Let's talk about those elegant women in white. , perhaps out of curiosity, he mostly looked at the two of them while playing the piano, which made the two brothers' cheeks slightly red.

"Brother Crazy, are you and I a bit..." Yun Zhong hesitated before speaking, and quietly wiped the oil and water from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Tang Bufeng raised his lips and said, "Two."
Chapter completed!