Qiu Long and Liu E were both shocked because the second shopkeeper of Jianqi Great Wall had never been bullied like this before. It seemed that the second shopkeeper was always the only one who cheated others.
A child like Taoban, who protects the wine shop business so that Sister Diezhang and the second shopkeeper can make money every day, is Taoban's biggest wish now. However, at this moment, Taoban still gave up the opportunity to speak out and remained silent.
After leaving the wine table with the dishes, the child couldn't help but look back. The child always felt that the tall young man wearing a green shirt was really awesome. He must become such a person in the future. He must not become a person like the second shopkeeper.
, even though he often laughs and talks with people in the wine shop, he obviously earns so much money every day and is famous on the Sword Qi Great Wall, but when there are few people, he is like this today, full of worries.
Not very happy.
Liu Xianyang let go of Chen Pingan, sat next to Chen Pingan who had already given up some seats on the bench, waved to Taoban and said: "Little boy, bring another pot of good wine and a wine bowl, and the account will be written to Chen Pingan's head.
superior."
Taoban looked at the second shopkeeper, who nodded slightly, and Taoban went to pick up a bottle of the cheapest Zhuhai Dongtian wine. Although he didn't really want to become the second shopkeeper, the second shopkeeper's business experience, whether selling wine or running a business, was very good.
Or asking questions about fists and swords, he is still the most powerful. Taoban thinks that he can learn these things, otherwise he will not be able to compete with Feng Kangle for his wife in the future.
Chen Ping'an still had wine in his own jug, so he poured a bowl for Liu Xianyang and asked, "Why are you here?"
Liu Xianyang did not give an answer in a hurry. He took a sip of the wine, shuddered, and said sadly: "Sure enough, I still can't get used to drinking these so-called immortal wines. I'm so miserable. I only think that glutinous rice wine tastes good."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I actually brought some of Dong Shuijing's glutinous rice wine, but I just drank it all."
Liu Xianyang hit Chen Pingan on the shoulder with his elbow, "Then you are talking nonsense."
Chen Pingan rubbed his shoulders and drank by himself.
Liu Xianyang took a big sip of wine, raised the back of his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, raised his thumb, and pointed at the street behind him, "I followed my classmates to travel here. On the way here, I learned that the Great Wall of Sword Qi was at war again.
I was scared to death because I was afraid that the hot-blooded teachers and masters would take out a few kilograms of Haoran's righteousness from their stomachs full of poems and books to show to the students, and then take us to the top of the city to kill the monster.
I really wanted to hide in Chunbanzhai, one of the four private residences in Hanging Mountain, and concentrate on reading, and then take a look at the Saruta Mansion, Plum Garden, and Shuijing Palace from a distance, but my husband and classmates were all very upright.
, I have the best reputation. I can lose half of my life, but my face must not be swollen, so I bite the bullet and follow you. Of course, I heard a lot of your deeds at Chunbansai,
This is the most important reason. I have to advise you not to let you go through such trouble."
Chen Ping'an didn't speak and just drank.
The most nagging person in the world is Liu Xianyang.
Chen Pingan has been teaching for many years.
When the three of them got along, Liu Xianyang and Gu Can probably quarreled and started scolding each other whenever they disagreed. Chen Ping'an didn't even bother to break up the fight. It just sounded like they were one big and one small, so the quarrel wouldn't go anywhere. Liu Xianyang never seemed to quarrel with anyone.
He has lost, because he doesn't care about winning or losing in the quarrel, and always smiles and laughs. Gu Can often even says he has won the quarrel, scolding all the eighteen generations of Liu Xianyang's ancestors, but in the end, Gu Can himself is more concerned,
He chased Liu Xianyang and beat him. When he got angry, Gu Can would grab tree branches and throw stones. Even if Liu Xianyang was accidentally hit by a stone, he would not be angry. Gu Can once said that Liu Xianyang is not good at all and is poor and cheap.
The only thing that is acceptable about a bachelor's life is that he doesn't hold grudges, and he won't beat people just because of his strength.
At that time, the three people who depended on each other actually had their own way of living. No one had more truth, and there was no clear right or wrong. Liu Xianyang liked to talk nonsense, and Chen Pingan felt that he didn't understand the truth at all.
Gu Can thinks that the truth is that whoever has strength, a strong fist, a rich family, and a lot of scoundrels around him will be justified. Liu Xianyang and Chen Ping'an are just older than him. It's hard to say whether they will be able to marry two paupers in this life. How can they come from this?
principle.
But at that time, the three of them always had more fun, climbing up trees to catch birds, going down to the river to catch fish, planting rice seedlings together to grab water, and picking bean sprouts from the cracks in the grain drying field.
While Liu Xianyang was drinking, Chen Ping'an asked, "How was your time studying at Chunru Chen's house?"
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "What's good and bad? I've been here for more than ten years. How can it be worse than in the small town?"
Liu Xianyang seemed to be unaccustomed to drinking the Zhuhai Dongtian Wine, and mostly sipped the wine, "So I don't regret leaving the town at all. At most, when I was bored, I thought about the scenery in my hometown, the crop fields, and the messy dragon kiln."
I thought about the chicken excrement and shit in the alley where I live, but I just thought about it casually. I didn’t feel anything more. If it weren’t for some old scores that I had to settle and there were people I wanted to meet, I didn’t even think about it.
We have to go back to Aquarius Continent. What we will do when we go back is not very exciting."
Liu Xianyang shook his head and repeated: "It's really boring."
Chen Pingan suddenly just said a name and stopped talking, "Gu Can."
Liu Xianyang sneered and said: "Little slug has been thinking about you as his father since he was a child, but you really think of yourself as his father. You have a disease in your mind. If you don't want to kill, you won't kill. If you have an uneasy conscience, you are asking for it, so you will suffer."
Wait, if I kill, I will kill. I regret in my heart, and you can bear with me. What's going on now, haven't you always been like this since you were a child? Why, when you are more capable, you will be like this after studying.
If you become a gentleman and a sage, if you learn boxing and cultivate the Tao, you will become a god on the mountain?"
Liu Xianyang was so angry that he slapped Chen Ping'an on the head, "Gu Can? The little slug doesn't want to shout anymore?!"
The more Liu Xianyang talked, the angrier he became. He poured the wine and refused to drink it. He cursed and said: "That's your mother-in-law and mother, they just like to make trouble. If it were me, Gu Can left the town. He is so capable. What he did is none of my business.
.I only know the little slug from Clay Bottle Alley. He became the little devil of Shujian Lake. He killed innocent people indiscriminately and died when he wanted to die. By doing bad things, he lived a life as good as everyone else's. He was also a little slug.
The power of the insect is that the lake is full of smoke. Who will stop this disaster? Did I, Liu Xianyang, kill someone or harm someone? You, Chen Pingan, have read a few books, and you must conduct yourself according to the moral requirements of sages and sages in everything you do.
At that time? You were a layman who was not even a disciple of Confucianism. You were so arrogant, so how could the Confucian saints and gentlemen ascend to heaven one by one? I, Liu Xianyang, a disciple of Confucianism who carries the eight classics, can't bear the sun and the moon on my shoulders.
The ancestor of the Chen family, why didn’t you come to the Sword Qi Great Wall to kill demons 780 years ago? Otherwise, you would have to struggle to death and torture yourself to death? I just don’t understand, how can you live like such a Chen?
Ping An, I remember you were not like this when you were a child. You didn't care about any other things, and you didn't like to gossip. Who taught you? Mr. Qi from the school? He is dead, I can't talk about him.
, Besides, the deceased is the most important. Literary sage and old scholar? Okay, I will scold him later. Great Sword Immortal? Forget it, if you are too close, I am afraid he will hit me."
Chen Pingan finally said, "I have always been the same person I was back then."
Liu Xianyang raised his hand, and Chen Pingan subconsciously hid.
Liu Xianyang rolled his eyes, raised his wine bowl and took a sip of wine, "Do you know what is the thing that I can't imagine the most? It's not that you have the wealth you have today, you look extremely rich, and you have become one of our group back then.
One of the most promising people among people, because I have believed for a long time that Chen Pingan will definitely become rich, very rich, and it is not you who got into such a miserable situation today.
I know you have always been a person who likes to get into trouble."
Liu Xianyang raised the wine bowl, "The last thing I expected is that you learned to drink and really like drinking."
Liu Xianyang picked up the wine bowl and put it back on the table. He really didn't like drinking. He sighed, "The little slug has become like this. What can Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang do? Who doesn't have their own life to live?"
There are so many things that we just can't do well no matter how hard we try. It has always been like this, and it will even remain like this in the future. We have survived the most pitiful years."
Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand to hold down Chen Pingan's head, "You have done so many things to help the little slug make up for his mistakes. It's very good. It couldn't be better. I have read several sages' books and know that there are many things in the world.
I don’t need a fool like you who gets into trouble for yourself.”
Liu Xianyang raised his hand gently, and then slapped it down, "But you are still feeling so uncomfortable now. It's very bad, and it can't be worse. Like me, Liu Xianyang was Liu Xianyang first, and then he was the half-hearted scholar, so I just don't want you to
Become that fool. This kind of selfishness, as long as it doesn't harm anyone, don't be afraid of it."
Chen Ping'an said: "I know all the truth."
Liu Xianyang smiled bitterly and said: "It's just that I can't do it, or I feel that I'm not doing well enough, right? So it makes it even more uncomfortable?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "Actually, I've already passed the level of Gu Can. Just looking at so many lonely ghosts makes me think of the three of us back then. I can't help but feel the same and think about it.
Gu Can received such a kick, and such a small child rolled on the ground in pain and almost died. He would think of Liu Xianyang who was almost beaten to death in Mud Bottle Alley, and he would also think of how he almost starved to death because he relied on
The neighbors make good food for themselves, so I want to do something more in Shujian Lake. I don’t want to harm anyone. I can also try my best to protect myself. I want to do it in my heart, but I can do a little bit, so why not
What to do?"
Liu Xianyang also felt uncomfortable and said slowly: "If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have left my hometown. Sure enough, you can't do it without me."
When a person has an ideal, he often needs to leave his hometown.
It’s hard to achieve your dream, but it’s inevitable that you’ll feel homesick in your dreams.
But Liu Xianyang, as he said himself, doesn't miss his hometown too much, and there's nothing he can't let go of.
At most, he is worried about Chen Pingan and Little Slug, but his thoughts about the latter are far less than Chen Pingan.
For Liu Xianyang, living a good life was actually his biggest responsibility to the old Liu family. He went to the grave every year to toast, posted door gods during the Spring Festival, and repaired his ancestral home. Liu Xianyang had not paid much attention to it since he was a child.
He always made do with his carelessness. Every time he went to the grave in the first month of the year or Qingming Festival, he liked to spend some ready-made paper money with Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan also muttered one or two words, which Liu Xianyang said back, saying that I was from the old Liu family.
Du Miao, in the future, can help the old Liu family spread its branches and spread the fragrance, and the ancestors should be smiling and blooming underground. How dare they expect his descendants to live alone? What if they are really willing to protect him, Liu Xianyang, thinking of the old man?
If the descendants of the Liu family are not at all good, then let me tell you in a dream that there are several large jars of silver buried somewhere in the town, and you have made a fortune. Not to mention burning a small pot of paper money, there are several large pots of paper horses and paper figures.
Liu Xianyang has always had a big heart. He was so big that even when he was almost beaten to death, he could make a joke about it. Even if the little slug Can brought it up, it really didn't matter. The little slug's heart has always been bigger than the eye of a needle.
Still young. Many people's grudges will eventually turn into insignificant things one by one, written off, and then the chapter will be over. But some people's grudges will be staring at the ledger with wide eyes all their lives, turning over and over again when there is nothing.
Come, and feel happy from the bottom of your heart, not at all uncomfortable, but this is the real fulfillment.
Liu Xianyang said: "As long as you are demanding on yourself, the world will be more and more demanding on you. As time goes by, there will only be more and more idle people who are full of food and pick on good people. The better the world is, the more gossip will be.
Because the world is getting better, we have the energy to make irresponsible remarks, and the world is becoming more and more tolerant of selfish people. If the world is really bad, people will naturally shut up, and it is not easy to have enough food, and there will be war and chaos.
To be continued...