The moon is hazy and the lake is not prosperous. A long pole and a bamboo raft separate the lotus leaves of the fields. The lake is rippling, and the fish whirlpools add to the fun. Unfortunately, the young people on the raft are not in their minds and are depressed. Instead, the Taoist priests who hold the bamboo pole are free and easy, and they are the Dali Prince Duan Yu and Zhiwei Taoist.

"Is the prince still thinking about your fairy sister?" Zhifeidao's face looked a little teasing and nostalgic. Although this section of Yu was somewhat emotional and was not taken by him, that little cowardice was indeed something he had existed before, and it was considered a kind of nostalgic and memory.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have planned to enlighten Duan Yu. Before Duan Yu could speak, he continued his words: "Why bother Mr. Duan? How can Murong Fu of the Murong family be as good as you? You are also the prince of Dali and the future king of a country. How can you look down on yourself? In terms of talent, Confucian classics, art, music, chess, poetry and painting; in terms of martial arts, I can't help but not know how to do it, but I have a strong inner qi. If you want to learn martial arts well, you can also be easily picked up. Who else can you do it?"

He has always been unfamiliar with people. Fortunately, Duan Yu has been listening to the worldly teachings since he was a child. Even though he had been thinking about the beauty before and was sad, he heard the Taoist talking to him, and finally remembered that there was a Taoist who was holding a pole for him next to him. His upbringing would never allow him to continue to indulge in his own world. He turned around: "Tao Master, please forgive me. Thank you for your guidance. The young student was just depressed for a moment and it was not in trouble."

Even though he knew that Duan Yu was still in a state of depression, he didn't know how to persuade him. The sad man had no arms. Seeing Duan Yu like this, he aroused the beautiful figure in his heart, sighed softly, and stopped talking.

The two of them were silent with their own thoughts. The cold moon and frost were endless. Apart from lovesickness, they were lonely.

Trampling on the moonlight all over the ground, Zhifei Taoist finally brought Duan Yu back to Suzhou City. In fact, as Zhifei Taoist helped him all the way, I really don’t know if Prince Duan could last until the end. After all, although his internal strength was deep, he was plundered from others and not achieved through hard practice. In addition, he did not understand the method of transporting internal true qi, so he could not talk about the effect of nourishing the body. In terms of physical fitness, he was still a weak scholar.

After finally finding an inn, he barely placed Duan Yu. Zhifei Taoist looked at the sky, and the crescent moon had already fallen westward. It was almost four o'clock. So he sat cross-legged for a while and got up to cleanse his face and wiped his teeth with green salt. Then he called Duan Yu to use it too early and made an appointment to see the customs and customs of Suzhou. With Zhifei Taoist's personality, he naturally had too much interaction with Duan Yu. However, he was not confident and would definitely meet Qiao Feng, the great hero who had long admired in Suzhou, who had been admired for a long time in his previous life. As for the Xingzi Forest, he was unwilling to deal with the people of the Beggars' Sect and the other, he was unwilling to witness the sadness of the hero's endurance, so he had to follow Duan Yu.

Duan Yu obviously didn't have a good rest last night, and his face was still tired, but his mood was adjusted. Zhifei Taoist and Duan Yu walked in the streets and alleys of Suzhou City, free and leisurely. The style of Suzhou's literary style was so prosperous that it was not only the hawking of the vendors, but also the noisy market, and the inspiring words of scholars in groups of three or three, and occasionally a few poems came into his ears. For Zhifei Taoist, although he was far away from the famous works he had read, he was much better than his literary talent. He said sourly: "Even if the article can move through the ages, what's the benefit of Yu's family and the country?"

Ignoring the glare of several scholars, the Taoist who knew nothing about pulled Duan Yu and hid in a restaurant. "I don't see the mind, but I feel calm." It's really hard for him to do this by deceiving himself.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, only felt that Zhifa Daoist's words were wrong, so he wanted to persuade him. Zhifa Daoist's eyes were attracted by a big man on the west seat.

The big man was very tall, in his thirties, wearing a gray old cloth robe, with a slightly torn rag, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, and a square face with a national character with a look of wind and frost. He looked at him with great power. He said to the truth: "If you are such a heroic and generous person, who else can you be Qiao Feng."

It was really a coincidence that the restaurant that Zhifei Taoist pulled Duan Yu into was the famous Songhe Tower in Suzhou. He happened to meet Qiao Feng for drinking, which was a fate! According to Zhifei Taoist's original plan, he should have come forward to meet him directly at this time, but when things came to an end, he was a little hesitant. He immediately withdrew his gaze, called three or five side dishes casually, and called Duan Yu to sit down.

The big man's eyes turned around Zhifei Taoist and Duan Yu, but happened to meet Duan Yu's eyes. Duan Yu immediately shouted in his heart: "What a big man! This must be a tragic and generous man from Yanzhao North. No matter in Jiangnan or Dali, there will be no such person. Bao Duo boasted that he was so heroic, just like this big man, he could be called the four words "heroic"." For a moment, he forgot to persuade Zhifei Taoist.

Duan Yu saw that there was a plate of cooked beef, a large bowl of soup, two pots of wine, and nothing else. But even if he was eating and drinking, he was very heroic and comfortable. He wanted to make friends, so he called the hall and pointed to the man's vest and said, "The wine and food account of this master's station is all included in me. When the man heard Duan Yu's order, he turned around and smiled, nodded, but did not speak.

After a while, Duan Yu heard the communication between Qiao Feng and the Beggar Gang disciples. He lowered his head and thought to himself. He was seen by Qiao Feng. He snorted heavily. Duan Yu was so shocked that he threw the cup in his hand. Qiao Feng smiled slightly and said, "Why are you panicking about this brother? How about you please come and have a drink with him? Why is this Taoist priest always paying attention?"

Duan Yu smiled and said, "The best, the best!" He ordered the bartender to take the chopsticks and move the Daoist to the big man's table to sit down. Ask for his name. The big man smiled and said, "Why do you have to ask me clearly? Everyone is not careful and drink a few bowls. Isn't it a great thing? When you have a clear distinction between the enemy and the enemy, you will have no aftertaste."

Duan Yu smiled and said, "Brother, I must have recognized the wrong person and thought I was the enemy. But I liked the four words "no matter how to deal with it". I liked it the most, please, please!" I poured a glass of wine and drank it all in one go.

The Taoist Zhifei smiled and said, "I am Shen Qiuyu, the Taoist name is Zhifei. I have visited the Beggars' Sect several times before, but I have been together with the one who is lucky. It is a wonderful thing to meet here." He pointed to Duan Yu and introduced, "This is Duan Yu, the prince of Dali. Mr. Duan, this is Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and the famous Bei Qiao Feng in the world, and one of the rare heroes in the world!"

Qiao Feng still had some impression of Zhifei Taoist, after all, the other party had come to the Beggars' Sect to visit him several times. Qiao Feng smiled and said, "It turns out that Zhifei Taoist and Dali Prince are lucky." He didn't ask how Zhifei Taoist who had never met before recognized him: "It's a fate to meet, Qiao Feng respects the two of you in one cup."

Duan Yu quickly raised his glass: "I dare not, I should be the one who is the leader of Gang Qiao."

The Taoist Zhifei raised the teacup: "Gangmaster Qiao, please forgive me. I once agreed to someone, but if she agrees, I will not get drunk. This will replace wine with tea, please forgive me."

Qiao Feng smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is so unhappy. But I don't know what it is for to meet him several times? If Qiao Feng can do his best, he will not be disappointed."

Zhifei Taoist smiled and said, "I used to be just to meet Brother Qiao, but now, don't worry, let's talk about it after dinner."

Qiao Feng nodded: "Okay. Mr. Duan is a cheerful person, but the wine glass is smaller. It's better to change to a big bowl and everyone can drink it happily."
Chapter completed!