Volume 1: Zhao Shanhe Chapter 50: The new leader of the Three Councils
"Now I'm starting to get a little curious about how you made these friends."
Zhao Yuansong suddenly spoke and asked with an extremely serious expression.
In his opinion, both Hui Xin and Shen Lang were considered strange people. The former had deep Buddhist roots and could produce visions when chanting sutras, while the latter's actions seemed absurd, but they had to be admired.
Hearing this, Ji Yuan gave a wry smile, and the scene when he was seven or eight years old suddenly appeared in his mind.
At that time, I often sneaked out of the Taoist temple, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in my hand, and jumping up and down in the county town.
It was during this process that he met Shen Lang, who was studying hard in a cold window. Together with him, he secretly climbed over the wall of Baiyun Temple and pulled the young monk who was not familiar with the world to chat.
"Everything is destined."
He put away the memories in his heart and replied casually.
Zhao Yuansong on the side looked at him deeply and said with deep meaning: "Since you and I are monks, we will eventually change our fate against the will of heaven. How can we still believe in the theory of destiny?"
The lifespan of a mortal is only a few decades. Some people may live longer, but no matter how they take care of themselves, they will not live to be 120 years old at most.
And once you embark on the path of cultivation, even if you are only in the first level, you can easily live to be 120 years old. If you reach the second level, after you have developed magical power, you can extend your life by sixty years.
These life spans that increase out of thin air are originally "stealed" from heaven. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are changing their fate against heaven.
"If you don't believe in your destiny, why should you fight to change it?"
Ji Yuan smiled indifferently, and what he said made Zhao Yuansong stunned for a moment, and he immediately fell into deep thought.
The two of them walked quickly under the night, and it took them half an hour to arrive outside the Three Sword Club's headquarters.
Although this place is far away from the prosperity of the city, it has the largest population. Not only the people of the city, but also many outsiders live here.
It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, because there are not only dock workers, but also restaurant waiters, as well as clerks from major merchants, as well as hawkers all over the street corners, etc.
Moreover, almost everyone here has joined a gang. It seems that only in this way can they maintain a small livelihood in the county.
When the two of them stood in front of a mansion, two young men guarding the gate immediately came forward. While holding the sabers at their waists, they asked with alert eyes the purpose of their visit.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan smiled and took out a name card from his sleeve and handed it to one of the young men, saying that he wanted to visit a certain leader of the Three Swordsmen Association.
As soon as the man saw the name sticker, which had the handwriting of his family leader, he immediately turned around and ran into the mansion, probably to find someone to report the matter.
"How many leaders will there be in the Three Knives Association?"
Zhao Yuansong asked curiously.
Seeing another young man, he turned around and stood at the gate. Ji Yuan nodded after hearing the sound and explained a few words casually: "There are three leaders in the Three Swords Association. It is said that the founders of this gang are all
Good hand with a knife."
Being known as a family of three sects, the reputation of the Three Swordsmen Association in Qianyu City is naturally not low. Once, the three founders each had a sword and fought for hundreds of miles, and all the underworld gangs did not dare to say a word.
The Three Swordsmen Association has been developing for more than a hundred years, and its leaders have changed several times. Currently, only one of the three leaders is good at swordsmanship, while the other two are better at other weapons.
The name card he handed over earlier was from the newly appointed leader of the Three Swordsmen Association. The other party had invited him to visit many times, as if he wanted to ask for some kind of elixir.
It's just that he didn't want to contact the underworld gang, and he didn't know how to refine the elixir the other party asked for, so he could only politely refuse, but he didn't expect to use that famous card today.
If he really wanted to talk about it, he actually felt a little embarrassed at the moment.
Not long after, Qing Zhuang, who had left with his name card, hurried to the gate of the mansion with an old man with gray hair.
After handing back the name card, the former took two steps back and made way for the smiling old man behind him.
Although this old man is old, his body looks very strong. He must have been a martial arts practitioner when he was young, and there is still a flash of light in his eyes from time to time.
"Old man Weng Yang, it will be an honor for us if the Taoist priest calls us Mr. Weng."
The other party clasped his fists boldly and smiled slightly at Zhao Yuansong beside him after finishing his words.
Ji Yuan bowed and recited his honorary title, which was regarded as a greeting to the old man.
"Please also invite the Taoist priest to come in."
Weng Yang extended his hand to invite him. There were not so many red tapes, but just the neatness of a Jianghu person.
The two looked at each other, and soon followed the old man through the gate and walked into the headquarters of the Three Blades Society.
Although it was already midnight, the mansion was still brightly lit with candles. In every courtyard, many young and strong men could be seen wrestling with each other or competing on their respective martial arts.
But what the two of them saw more was a scene of a group of men eating large pieces of meat and drinking heavily in rooms with doors and windows wide open. It seemed that hearty laughter could be heard in their ears at any time.
After a while, the two of them followed Weng Yang to a courtyard. As soon as they crossed the courtyard gate, they could see a group of middle-aged men in blue shirts standing in the small courtyard looking up at the moon.
"Fifth Master, people have arrived."
Weng Yang took two steps forward and reminded him loudly.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around slowly, and a smile immediately appeared on his resolute face.
He stretched out his hand to signal the two people in front of him to take a seat, and then opened the lid of the pot that was lighting a charcoal fire on the stone table. Immediately, a billowing aroma filled the air.
"You two arrived at just the right time. If you had arrived earlier or later, this pot of meat would have lost some of its flavor."
The middle-aged man took out the bowls and chopsticks from the bamboo basket beside him, and then poured a bowl of wine for the two of them.
Just by smelling the alcohol coming from the tip of your nose, you can tell that this wine is extremely strong.
"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and there is a cool breeze to accompany you. Coupled with a pot of fragrant meat, eating to your heart's content and then drinking heavily, it is really the most beautiful thing in the world."
While greeting the two people in front of him, he added a piece of fragrant meat and threw it into his mouth, a look of satisfaction suddenly appeared on his face.
Ji Yuan smiled when he saw this, and he picked up the meat without hesitation. As soon as he put it in his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up, and before he could swallow it, he quickly picked up another piece.
He didn't know how this pot of fragrant meat was made or what seasonings were put in it, but it tasted surprisingly delicious. Even though he almost didn't eat human food, he just wanted to think about it, so he couldn't help but eat more meat.
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As for Zhao Yuansong on the side, his expression was a little hesitant at the moment. He naturally knew what the so-called fragrant meat was, and he was somewhat resistant in his heart, but seeing the two of them eating it so happily, he was somewhat moved.
"Why are you here tonight, little Taoist priest? I have invited you many times before, but every time you are disappointed!"
When half the pot of fragrant meat was eaten by the two of them, the middle-aged man drank the strong wine in the bowl in one gulp, wiped his mouth with his sleeves and robes without any image, and then spoke aloud.
Hearing this, Ji Yuan also put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "There is a reason for this, I have to come, and I ask the leaders of the three councils to forgive me."
"There is no need for honorifics. My name is Xu Liuqing. Just call me Brother Xu."
Xu Liuqing waved her hand, she really didn't want to be polite at all.
But Ji Yuan opened his mouth, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who was old enough to be his 'father', he couldn't say 'big brother' out loud.
In desperation, he could only shout apologetically: "Mr. Xu."
On the other hand, Zhao Yuansong, who was standing next to him, after eating a few mouthfuls of fragrant pork, he naturally called out to "big brother" and asked how the pot of fragrant pork was made.
This question aroused Xu Liuqing's interest, and he talked endlessly about his recipe. During the pause, he did not forget to ask what the two of them were here for.
"Mr. Xu, Pindao has a friend who had a little conflict with the leader of your gang tonight in the Baihua Tower. He should have been captured and taken back to the Three Swordsmen Club later on."
Ji Yuan made a bow and slowly explained the purpose of his trip.
But as the words fell, Xu Liuqing raised her eyebrows, a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on her face, and the little Taoist priest secretly sighed that something was wrong.
He poured himself a bowl of wine, raised his head and drank it all, then said in a dissatisfied tone: "You are a Taoist monk, how can you speak so elegantly? You are not one of those bullshit Confucian scholars."
Xu Liuqing shook his head and called to Weng Yang who was waiting on the side, asking him to ask if there was such a thing. If it was nothing serious, he would bring the person over directly.
After Weng Yang was ordered to leave, he poured himself another drink, but before taking two sips, he dropped it heavily on the table. It was obvious that he felt a little unhappy.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan had no choice but to smile bitterly and quickly raised the wine bowl in front of him: "Thank you, Mr. Xu."
After that, he raised his head and drank every drop of the strong wine in the bowl. However, as soon as the wine entered his throat, he couldn't help but cough repeatedly, and his face suddenly turned red.
I don't know whether it was Ji Yuan's no longer polite behavior or the embarrassment of drinking for the first time. Xu Liuqing laughed endlessly while watching, and the unhappy look on his face gradually faded away.
"This is the right thing to do. The most annoying thing for us people in the world is the red tape. It does nothing but get in the way."
He looked slightly disgusted and said that what bothered him the most was the Confucian scholars. They talked about saints' articles every day, and they were not happy at all when doing things. It was simply troublesome to death.
Zhao Yuansong on the side nodded repeatedly, with a look of deep approval on his face, raised his wine bowl and started drinking with Xu Liuqing.
The two of them suddenly felt like old friends at first sight, drinking with each other constantly, and almost started to curse at the Confucian scholars who were working with the mother-in-law.
Ji Yuan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this scene, and he didn't expect that the gentleness and courtesy he had always admired would be very annoying in the eyes of some people.
However, it seemed that because he didn't know how to drink, the two people in front of him simply ignored him. They exchanged drinks and shouted that they were too late to meet each other.
Ji Yuan was also happy about this, but this kind of scene was really inappropriate. Seeing that they were too lazy to pay attention to him, he just ate up the remaining half of the pot of fragrant meat.
But before he could eat a few pieces, Weng Yang, who had left earlier, came back, followed by a embarrassed-looking scholar.
To say he was in embarrassment is actually a bit modest. The scholar didn't have a piece of good cloth on his body, and what was exposed was not his white skin, but bruises and bruises, and even more than a dozen gashes from the whip.
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This person is Shen Lang, the scholar who gave up a great future and had to live in the slums, hoping to impress those who wanted to get something for nothing with the saint's articles and principles.
As soon as he walked into the courtyard and looked up and saw Ji Yuan, he knew that he must have ignored it. When he was relaxed and saw wine and meat on the table, he immediately trotted over.
Shen Lang didn't care about the two people who were pushing cups and changing cups. He just smiled at Ji Yuan and took a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the bamboo basket. He ate the fragrant meat and poured it for himself.
liquor.
Although he looked disheveled and embarrassed, he looked like he was enjoying the meal, just like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.
"It's funny."
Ji Yuan looked at the three people who were stunned and apologized with an embarrassed look on his face.
At this time, he felt quite shameless and was so angry that he kicked Shen Lang several times under the table.
Unexpectedly, after the scholar was kicked, he raised his head with a blank look on his face and looked at his friend beside him with puzzled eyes: "Why did you kick me?"
"puff!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Xu Liuqing and Zhao Yuansong were stunned for a moment, then the former couldn't help spitting out the wine in his mouth, and the latter burst into laughter.
As for the 'culprit' scholar Shen Lang, he even blinked innocently. Ji Yuan was so angry that the veins on his forehead jumped, and he almost drew his sword and stabbed this guy with a few bright spots in the front and back.
Come out of the hole! This chapter has been completed!
