The cool breeze was refreshing, and the chill made the waiter guarding the door tremble. He anxiously looked around the brightly lit alley, looking forward to the people who had not returned yet.

After a while, two people walked up to the end of the alley. One of them was dressed in white. They had a handsome figure and an unruly temperament. They were all dressed in white.

The man who was traveling with him was dressed in a black monk's robe, but when viewed from a distance, his handsome face revealed a chilling feeling that made people's hearts beat.

The waiter recognized Yuanji at a glance.

He stepped out of the threshold and stood in front of the gate waving to the two of them. When the two approached, the waiter hurriedly wiped his sweat and said, "Why are you back? The shopkeeper is already waiting in a hurry."

"Master is not in a hurry, but you, the emperor, are not in a hurry and the eunuch is." Baiyi picked the closed paper fan towards the door and said, "Let's go."

Yuan Ji handed the sword he carried to the waiter: "Your sword is too fragile and too light, so it is not easy to use."

"Then let Mr. Bai give me a hand." The waiter muttered dissatisfiedly, "I don't mind borrowing things from others."

As Bai Yi walked inside, he used a paper fan to make a weak move towards the two of them, and said in a long voice: "Hey, stop it. The meteorite iron that was made last time made a top-grade weapon. Don't you dislike it?"

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"I left it in the palace and didn't bring it out." Yuan Ji looked at him sideways, "Maybe someone took it away."

Bai Yi tapped Yuan Ji's shoulder with the back of his fan, and said with a chuckle: "That was the best sword I ever fought, and it was also the only time I fought with a sword. When the sword embryo was first formed, Hai Qi specially raised it with spiritual soil.

I meditated in the cave for seven days, and when I opened the seal, I spent thousands of miles quenching it with essence and blood. This is the only one in the world that has the blood of the four of me. Do you want another one? No way."

"Tch, I've never been interested in me." The waiter lowered his head in aggrieved manner and touched the gap in the sword, "We are all from the same path, you are partial."

Bai Yi chuckled twice, and Yuan Ji couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

The three of them had already walked into the hall while they were talking.

The waiter leaned close and whispered secretly to Lu Bupin. Lu Bupin nodded slightly, raised his long fingers leaning on his knees and shook them.

The waiter immediately picked up the boiling cauldron with a handkerchief and poured the wine into the cup.

But only this one cup.

Who drinks it?

"Shopkeeper Lu."

The shout was very soft, and there was a hint of wantonness in the words.

When Lu Bupin heard the sound, he slowly opened his eyes. He stood up, turned around and saw the person coming.

Then he slowly bowed and saluted: "Lu, meet Mr. Jiang."

Bai Yi and Yuan Ji looked sideways at the middle of the hall, where a person was walking forward along the soft carpet.

Mr. Jiang, Jiang Baichuan.

Jiang Baichuan, the eldest son of Jiang in Yanzhou, can be said to have a charming and graceful life. He is dressed in pure water satin and green clothes, and his hair is not tied in a bun, but with a ponytail dangling behind his back.

When Jiang Baichuan walked halfway, he seemed to notice the gazes of Bai Yi and Yuan Ji, and turned his eyes to look at them. Then he went straight to the table and sat down casually.

"It's hot today, so I'm too lazy to go out." Jiang Baichuan picked up the cup and drank, and breathed out happily, "I'm late, please bear with me."

"Young Master Jiang is here to give Mr. Lu face." Lu Bupin didn't care about the other party's rudeness. He said to the waiter, "Serve you with wine, meat, singing and dancing."

The waiter threw the cloth over his shoulder and shouted: "Okay~"

Two rounds of applause rang out, and the musicians on the stage immediately played a cheerful tune. Many dancers came onto the stage from both sides, their dancing red sleeves filling the air with the fragrance of girls.

Lu Bupin asked with a pleasant smile: "Master Jiang is being tried this time. Is Mr. Jiang worried at home?"

"My father is not dead, what should I be afraid of?" Jiang Baichuan smiled frivolously, "If he dies, there will be no family property left for me, but a lot of mess. It's better now, because it saves my mother from crying to me all day long. No

Talk about troubles and drink."

Lu Bupin raised his glass with both hands, while Jiang Baichuan touched it with his glass in one hand.

Yuan Ji frowned amidst the crisp sound of cups clinking.

Jiang Zimo's life was full of ups and downs. Dingze Zhensong's nickname was respected by all nine states, but how could the son he gave birth to be so virtuous?

"This person is too disrespectful." Yuanji said in a cold tone, "He is an unruly person."

"Really?" Bai Yi chuckled and looked at Jiang Baichuan, "I think this person is open-minded and interesting."

Yuan Ji's eyes turned cold and he said, "Listen to what he means, if Jiang Zimo dies, it won't matter to him."

The waiter came closer and gossiped: "You don't stay in Yanzhou all the time, so you don't know who Jiang Baichuan is. I have been working as a waiter in the building for so many years, what kind of monsters and monsters have I not seen? Only this Jiang Baichuan, I think

I don’t know, this man is a wonderful person.”

Yuanji asked puzzledly: "Wonderful person?"

Bai Yi opened the paper fan with a snap and said as he did so: "Jiang Baichuan studied under a famous teacher from Yanzhou. When he was young, the teacher taught him in Jiang Mansion for three days, but he suddenly escaped and said, he can't teach."

Yuan Ji followed and looked over, with disdain in his eyes: "You can't carve out rotten wood even if you are a young man."

"Oh, that's totally wrong. I know this matter well, come here, sit down and talk." The waiter took off the cloth from his shoulder and wiped the small case, "The tutor can't preach, but it's not that he can't teach."

Baiyi took off his shoes and knelt down on the soft floor to feel a little relaxed. He raised his voice and said: "Jiang Baichuan is born with wisdom and has a very good understanding of poetry, the Five Classics, and classics. How can it be that the teacher who taught me was taught in the house?

"Teach? What you have learned in your whole life is called a child. A child is not worthy of the Tao. He is being humiliated."

"It's still changing. After the tutor left, Jiangzhou Mu invited several masters from Yanzhou to teach Jiang Baichuan. The longest one was less than half a month and the shortest one was less than half a day. They all asked Jiang Baichuan to teach him."

Erxian Baiyi snatched his words away and said hurriedly, "Tell me, is this a wonderful person?"

Yuanji was surprised and murmured: "If you put it this way, he is really a wonderful person. It's just... this person's nature is like this..."

"Jiang Baichuan has such a bohemian temperament. When he reached his prime, the pastor of Jiangzhou sent him to a Buddhist temple to cultivate his character." Baiyi put down his fan, "But later I realized that this man was a disaster once he entered the temple."

Yuanji couldn't help but become more and more curious as he listened: "Why is it a disaster?"

"It's embarrassing to say this." The waiter put down the cold plate and brought a small cauldron to light the fire. "Jiang Baichuan only entered the temple for a few days, but he taught a young monk to escape from the temple. Later, he married a wife and had children."

Yuan Ji was shocked and blurted out: "Is this happening?"

Bai Yi nodded: "It's absolutely true, but we all know this person."

Yuan Ji thought for a long time and shook his head: "I don't think I know the monk who returned to secular life."

"Oh, I haven't seen him before, but you do know him." The waiter blew fire into the velvet grass and coughed due to the smoke. "That's the messenger who was buried alive by Ma Fu, Jiang Lin."

Yuanji suddenly realized.

It turned out to be him.

"When Jiang Lin left the temple, he was about the same age as Jiang Baichuan. They were both teachers and friends, and had a master-servant relationship. They were dependent on each other for life and death." Baiyi flicked his sleeves, "Jiangzhou Mu Neng handed the letter to Jiang Lin.

It shows that you have great trust in this person.”

Yuan Ji seems to have captured a subtle message.

Jiangzhou Mu is willing to hand over the beheading letter to Jiang Lin, which must be a sign of great trust, and this person has such a close relationship with Jiang Baichuan, so what about Jiang Zimo towards Jiang Baichuan?

Such a dissolute and disrespectful young master, coupled with the rumors that people in Yanzhou are commenting on him, does Jiang Zimo trust his son?

Yuanji looked at Jiang Baichuan who was talking to Lu Bupin while he was deep in thought, and his curiosity became more and more intense.

"Since the position of Yanzhou Mu is hopeless, Mr. Jiang, do you want to make other plans?" Lu Bupin wrapped a wet handkerchief on the tripod and poured wine for Jiang Baichuan. "Should I become an official in Chongdu, or should I become a master?"

"There are only two roads in the world for me to take?" Jiang Baichuan smiled heartily, "The road leads to the sky, and I don't want to repeat the same mistakes that others have taken."

"Learn from the past and learn from others." Lu Bupin put the tripod back on the cold plate, "The old life is not the right time, the history secretary, chewing the bones of thousands of people, only then will you know the hatred of the ancients. Every ancient saying is in front of you, and future generations will remember it.

, so as not to take the wrong path. Only by following the path traveled by our ancestors can we be successful step by step."

"No surprises, no dangers, no worries." Jiang Baichuan drank a glass of wine, "It's so boring, it's a waste of time. I want to be a descendant and blaze a trail."

"What a great ambition." Lu Bupin's eyes lit up, "Then I dare to ask you, Master, how to blaze a trail for the ancestors?"

"Yesterday I went to the Forbidden Army camp in the west of the city to submit my name." Jiang Baichuan stretched out his arms and leaned back on his chair, "I will set off tomorrow to Manhong Pass."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Ji and Bai Yi both raised their eyes to look at each other, and then they all peered at Jiang Baichuan without showing a word.

Manhongguan was poor and barren, and it was surrounded by bloody battles in the desert all year round. Jiang Baichuan looked so thin and tender that if the desert bandits caught him, he would have taken her as a young lady and taken her back as a slave.

This man had done too many ridiculous and unbelievable things, and the act of enlisting in the army immediately made both of them feel that things were definitely not that simple.

"The frontier fortress is no better than before." Lu Bupin told him persuadingly, "The situation outside the desert is chaotic, and a war is imminent."

Jiang Baichuan became interested. He held the cup and laughed loudly and said: "The more chaotic the better, how can there be heroes in a world without chaos?"

The long sleeves of the dancer on the stage are dancing, and the strings of the piano are clanking. In a moment, it seems to be soft and graceful, like the softness of water, winding around the fingers, soft and lingering.

The dancer hid her face, her expression seemed to be sobbing and crying.

"Young master, you have read ancient and modern treatises thoroughly, and you know..." Lu Bupin looked up at this scene, "The heroes who are remembered are all dead."

The song and dance turned into soft appeals, and in the sad music, the dancer danced her red sleeves. As she floated, she stared ahead and held up her hands slightly.

The gesture was like holding a wine glass.

She was serving wine, but there was no one in front of her, and her eyes full of hope looked far ahead.

She is waiting for someone to return.

"Yanzhou is too small, and it would be hard to stay here. Outside of Kyushu, the sky is high and the sea is vast. Living in that world is the most enjoyable thing." Jiang Baichuan raised his glass to the dancer in front of the stage and drank it all.

"It's so happy, it's so happy."

"Years ago, Mr. Lu was a retainer under Jiangzhou Mu. He saw that the young master was naturally intelligent, which is rare in the world. I know that the young master has great ambitions, but Mr. Lu couldn't see through the young master and couldn't understand what kind of career he wanted to achieve."

Lu Bupin took out a letter from his arms, "Now that the young master has grown up, he is leaving. Mr. Lu has several inns in Manhongguan. With this letter, the young master can settle down for his daily needs."
Chapter completed!