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Chapter 18 Those jars of yellow wine

Xu Fengnian woke up early in the morning and could feel the comfort brought by the brocade quilt with his eyes closed. This made him very contented. He had never been hungry and had suffered from wind and cold. It was difficult to know the happiness of filling and warmth. The reason for the treatment of all diseases. The parents' guidance and guidance of their parents, no matter how sincere they are, they could not tell the taste. On Huanghe Tower, they talked about their three years of travel. The two children were just curious about the interesting stories of the martial arts world, and they had no feelings about starvation and coldness. Therefore, Xu Fengnian, who had been called out with calluses on both hands and feet, was very glad to be able to return to Liangzhou alive. As soon as she sat up, the big girl who lived on the next bed came in to help dress and wear a crown. Xu Fengnian did not refuse. She knew that the hardships in the market were a good thing, and it was inappropriate to overcorrect it.

When the sweet potato hand was flowing, he gently reminded the table that there were sealed letters. Xu Fengnian said, "It is a taboo for the wealthy family to overcome the rules. No matter how favored the maids and concubines are, they dare not take it lightly. Xu Fengnian got out of bed, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and gently opened the letters. This kind of thing is not common. Not everyone can enter Wutongyuan. There is a small seal script written outside the envelope, Yin.

Xu Fengnian is not surprised by this. It is a public secret that everyone knows about my father. They are like demons who can't stand the sun. They are like monsters who are invisible to the sun. They walk on the side and kill people invisibly. Xu Fengnian found that this letter was something similar to the itinerary introduction. The words are straightforward and they all record Lao Huang's trip to the East China Sea. Everything is very detailed and records one by one. At first, they are trivial. Xu Fengnian looked funny. I think that my father knew all the embarrassing things about his parade at that time.

Xiao, when Xu Fengnian saw Lao Huang enter the jurisdiction of Wudi City, which is close to Jieshi and can see the sea in the east, because the "Yin" attached some secrets other than Lao Huang. For example, several famous sword masters in the world entered Wudi City early. In addition to the head of the King of Yue Jianchi, there were also two Wu family sword tombs who rarely entered the world, leaving the mountain tombs to the East China Sea. Wait and see the peak battle at the city. The next article also mentioned that Cao Guanzi, a famous first-class master, rented a whole sea viewing building in Wudi City.

Although Xu Fengnian had not witnessed his own experience, he clearly felt the suffocation of a black cloud covering the city and the storm. The penultimate article tells the story of Lao Huang resting in a wine shop not far from the main city tower for a while, and asked for two taels of wine, half a pound of meat, and a plate of peanuts.

This old Huang is still a lukewarm and good man.

The last article is left in the spy record of "Yin" font.

Xu Fengnian didn't rush to watch it, but remembered many things that happened in the past three years. The biggest thing was that when he met a thief who blocked the road, there were countless small ones. It was just a refugee who fled to solve the problem of food and clothing, cheating and stealing, and those who could think of tricks were tricky. Unfortunately, they often had to say everything, and they had to roll their eyes and chase after them. From the beginning, when they saw the pretty lady, they would chat with a shameless face to the end when they saw the pretty girl, they took a detour and took a detour.

The meat of picking four is not fine enough, and the wine is not mellow enough. Later, I had a bit of hot tea and some meat flavor. I was so different. I borrowed two broken Taoist robes to pretend to be poor alchemists and told fortunes. I put on the go in the alleys that had not yet been spread among the people. But I didn’t make much money. Instead, I was a few copper coins lost by a few villains in the alleys who were good at Muye Fox. I sold calligraphy and paintings, and also helped the villagers write letters for home. I stole the chickens and dogs, and I rarely had the good luck of not being chased by the villagers.

———

Master, this is a cucumber stolen from the vegetable garden near the village, which can be eaten raw.

Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa, can this thing be eaten?

His Royal Highness, who was covered in dust, sat on the small earthen bun, threw the cucumber that had been gnawing away, and boiled a stick of incense. His Royal Highness was weak and waved to Lao Huang, who was squatting beside him, "Oh, Lao Huang, help me pick up the cucumber, I really don't have the strength to get up."

Master, this is corn on the cob, and it is always better than eating raw cucumbers.

Don't talk nonsense, eat!

———

Lao Huang, what are you digging out of the ground?

sweet potato.

Can you eat it raw?

able!

So fuckingly crispy and sweet.

Master, can I say something?

explain!

Actually, it tastes even more fragrant when roasted.

Your mother! Didn’t you say it earlier?!

———

Although stealing this local chicken almost made a living, it’s worth it! It’s no worse than the tender yellow deer meat.

It's fragrant.

Lao Huang, when you first entered the village, why did you always look at the butt of that slutty woman? Last time you looked at a village girl who was feeding her child. How could you tell you a baby as you looked at it?

I dare not touch, I only dare to look.

Prosperity!

———

Lao Huang, I'm going to die, right? I wouldn't have touched the box in your luggage if I had known it.

No! Young Master, don’t think about it. People are scared by themselves. I like to think about it well. Young Master, think about it more, good wine, meat and that handsome lady. As I thought about it, I got past this hurdle.

The more you think about it, the more you want to die.

No, no, the eldest young master still owes me several pots of yellow wine. After a real man said something, he couldn't even pull back four cows, five donkeys, and six horses. He could even make a fuck in our hometown.

Lao Huang is not funny at all.

Then I'll give the eldest master another joke?

Don't, you have been told over and over again, and my ears are called up. I won't say it anymore, sleep for a while, don't worry, I can't die.

middle.

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Blood Dragon Spring and Autumn ""Lao Huang, have you ever asked for a wife?

No, when I was young, I only knew how to do a cool job and made irons all day long, but I couldn't save copper coins. Later, when I got older, no girl could look at her.

That life is boring and flawed.

Fortunately, it’s good, just like I, Old Huang, have never tasted bird’s nest and bear paws in my life, so I won’t miss them. At most, I will be satisfied with taking a few chances. Master, is this the case?

I can't tell that Lao Huang, you still understand some truths.

Hey, just think about it.

———

Old Huang, you said that Wen Hua always wants to practice swordsmanship, but judging from his posture, he doesn’t seem to have the talent to play swordsmanship.

Master, I think it's not accurate to just look at it. It's just like when I was a child, I went up the mountain to collect firewood. Those who were strong and strong would not work hard after cutting for two hours. I was stupid, but I sharpened the hatchet sharper, and cut for another six or seven hours. I would always carry more firewood down the mountain than them. Moreover, if I go up the mountain to collect firewood, I stayed on the mountain for a long time, and maybe I could see good wood, and I could sell some copper plates if I cut a piece.

This method is too stupid.

A stupid person has to use a stupid method or he can't survive. He finally reincarnated and came to this world for a while, but I feel that I can't do nothing.

Alas, I can’t stand your truth the most. By the way, Lao Huang, if I learn swordsmanship, will I have a future?

Isn’t the future going to be at its peak?!

Lao Huang, this praise comes from your mouth, and you really don’t have any sense of accomplishment. Hey, hey, how many times have you said it, don’t look at me with this kind of eyes!

———

The eldest maid, Hongshu, looked at the expression of His Royal Highness, and the corners of her mouth also raised slightly.

Xu Fengnian calmed down his thoughts and finally opened the last chapter.

"The sword Jiuhuang's back box was swept on the wall, and stood twenty feet away from Wang Xianzhi. Five swords in the box were all out, and eight swords were all out. Wang Xianzhi responded with one hand. A total of sixty-eight moves. At the end, the sword Jiuyi was moved. Wang Xianzhi was like a galaxy pouring over thousands of miles, destroying Wang Xianzhi's right arm sleeves. Wang Xianzhi fought with all his strength, and Jian Jiuhuang broke forty-nine moves with one hand and one sword, until he died. Attachment 1: The sword Jiuhuang's meridians were broken, and they sat cross-legged at the head of the city, looking north, and died without falling. Attachment 2: After this battle, no one in the world dared to say that Jian Jiuhuang's sword god Deng Tai'a. In Guanhai Tower, Cao Guanzi praised Jian Jiu's one move, and the sword intent was great, and there was no more brilliant sword moves in the world. Attachment 3: Jian Jiuhuang's name was six thousand miles, and was said by Jian Jiuhuang in person. Attachment 4: Jian Jiuhuang seemed to have a last word before his death, but only Wang Xianzhi heard it."

Xu Fengnian kept looking down at the letter, looking at the side face, there was nothing unusual. After a while of silence, he finally said softly: "Sweet potatoes, come cook some rice wine."

This is not the time to cook rice wine. The crabs and bass in the lake are still small, so the eldest maid said softly: "Your Highness, will you drink it now?"

Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "I want to drink it."

Sweet potatoes were so delicate that they didn't ask any questions. They went to Wutongyuan Wuqi's cellar, which was not bad for treasure, and carried a pot of Huijishan old wine. They cooked a pot of wine for His Royal Highness, and brought it to the small sandalwood table on the window on the second floor of Wutongyuan. Xu Fengnian asked for two wine glasses, waved his hand, and invited all the maids, including the green ants. The entire second floor, which was filled with antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the city, became more and more pure. Xu Fengnian poured two glasses of wine and sat quietly for a day, but never showed joy and sorrow on his face. As dusk approached, he caught a glimpse of the embroidered winter knife that had been hung on the wall for a beautiful decoration.

Xu Fengnian got off the bamboo couch, took off the more beautiful Xiu Dong, who was named Wenqi Knife, pulled out the scabbard, and the cold air penetrated into his skin. That time, he sneaked into Lao Huang's sword box, and he was half dead that day. It shows that the sword energy in the box is solemn. Xiu Dong and those swords are good things that cut off people's heads, and they cannot be talked about with the toys wearing gold and jade on the waist of the Liangzhou dude.

Perhaps even the housekeeper who entered the mansion later could not imagine that the prince, who only knew how to find joy all day long, was very early to touch the knife at the first time, and was only six years old.

Xu Fengnian went downstairs with a knife and saw a group of maids gathered in the yard with a sad face. Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's better to be busy with your own things. Otherwise, if you see it by General Manager Shen, you will whisper the unruly words in our Wutongyuan."

Xu Fengnian walked into the bedroom quickly, moved the cardinal box from the bottom of the bed, and found the stack of silk that painted the sword with charcoal. It was exactly the same as the cardinal box and became relics.

Without disturbing anyone, Xu Fengnian focused on watching all night. She put the simple sword score back into the box. Xu Fengnian looked up and saw his father Xu Xiao sitting aside at some point.

Xu Xiao asked, "Can you understand?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "I don't understand. Lao Huang's painting skills are too poor, and I have even worse understanding."

Xu Xiao smiled, "You want to learn swords?"

Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "Learn."

No one knows his son, but his father. Xu Xiao asked, "After learning the sword, go to Wudi City to get the six swords of the sword box back?"

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "There is no reason to put it there to make people laugh at Lao Huang."

Xu Xiao said calmly: "Then can you get it back before you are fifty?"

Xu Fengnian sighed and said, "God knows."

Xu Xiao did not feel any comfort, but just stood up and left with a casual expression, leaving a non-silent and unpretentious sentence: "Think clearly and tell your father."

Xu Fengnian looked at his father's back and asked, "What did Lao Huang say in the end."

Xu Xiao stopped, did not turn around, and said, "Let's talk about it when you finish your studies."

In fact, what Lao Huang said doesn’t matter.

All people are gone.

Six thousand miles of wind and clouds, a sword box erected at the top of the city.

But more than a dozen jars of rice wine are still kept.
Chapter completed!
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