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Chapter 2025

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Inside the Drunken Moon Tower, the aroma of wine and meat filled the air. Apart from that, there were also noises of drinkers and waiters, which rose and fell one after another. It was very lively.

Ye Xuan sat at a table by the window, picked up the good wine that the waiters had just brought over, and took a sip. Suddenly, he felt a slightly spicy wine burst in his mouth and then flowed down his throat into his stomach.

He licked his lips. Although it was not as good as the real wine he had tasted, such as the Wizard Clan's Jasper Wine, it was a unique taste that belonged to the human world. Even though the taste and texture were much different, Ye Xuan was still in a good mood when he drank it.

While drinking and looking at the pedestrians outside the window, Ye Xuan felt as if his life was floating in a dream.

A moment ago, he was struggling in the Untainted Land and being chased by people. In the blink of an eye, he was in the Northern Song.

Well, it might be a little long in the blink of an eye. In more than a hundred years, there might be many emperors in the human world.

"The world is full of wind and clouds. Once I enter Jianghu, time flies."

"The imperial hegemony is talked about in a joking manner, not better than a drunken life!"

"Carrying a sword, riding a horse, waving a ghostly rain, white bones like mountain birds flying."

"The world is like a tide, people are like water, only to sigh that few people in Jianghu return!"

Unconsciously, Ye Xuan suddenly thought of a poem he had read years ago while drinking and could not help reciting it.

"Good, what a good imperial hegemony is talked about in a joking manner, not better than a drunken life. Good poem, let's recite it!" All of a sudden, a heroic voice came from above the restaurant. Then a muscular man not far away from Ye Xuan raised the bowl in his hand while laughing out loud. He looked at Ye Xuan and then gulped down the wine.

Ye Xuan turned his head around and saw the burly man sitting at a table on his right at five o'clock. This man was tall and sturdy, about thirty years old. He was wearing a simple and old robe and a cloth hat. He had a square face, a high nose, a wide mouth, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. He looked heroic and heroic, and one could not help but have a good impression of him.

In fact, from the moment he came up to the restaurant, everyone in the restaurant had already entered his eyes. In the entire restaurant, besides him and the burly man sitting alone, there were a few other tables, and they were either middle-aged men in silk clothes or scholars in Confucian clothes, and so on and so forth.

However, he was not interested in these people before. For him, they were just strangers. Maybe if he practiced in seclusion again, they would be dead. What was the point of knowing them?

However, when he heard the man propose a toast to him, Ye Xuan turned his head, looked at the man, and raised the wine cup in his hand to him with a smile.

"Humph, arrogant. You're just a commoner. How dare you talk about imperial hegemony? You're really arrogant. Don't you have the laws of the Court or the government in your eyes?!" However, there were also people who disdained the poem that Ye Xuan recited. They felt that it was disgraceful and could not help but shout coldly and look at him fiercely.

Ye Xuan turned his gaze and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties. He had tall eyebrows, a sharp nose, thin lips, and a mustache. He was dressed in Confucian clothes. Ye Xuan's eyes flashed and he said calmly, "Slap yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man, with a look of horror on his face, saw that his hands began to slap himself uncontrollably.

Pa! Pa! Pa!!! ~ ~ ~

Amidst the crisp sounds, the middle-aged man's face was soon swollen from the slaps.

The restaurant was suddenly in chaos. The middle-aged man's companions wanted to grab the middle-aged man's hand, but they could not do so at all. They found that the middle-aged man's hand seemed to have suddenly increased in strength. With a light flick, they were thrown away, and then he continued to slap himself.

After slapping dozens of times, the middle-aged man's face was swollen like a pig's head. His face was covered with blood, and all his teeth had fallen out. Only then did he stop.

At this time, the middle-aged man fainted and fell softly to the ground.

The entire second floor of the restaurant suddenly fell into a strange silence. Everyone looked at Ye Xuan, who was still sitting by the window and drinking wine. Their faces were full of fear.

Even the expression of the man who had toasted Ye Xuan changed slightly. Frowning, he looked at Ye Xuan in bewilderment. He did not understand how Ye Xuan had done such a thing. Since when did such a strange master appear in the Jianghu?

"Scram!" Ye Xuan did not look at these people. He only said this indifferently. Then, as if it had nothing to do with him, he continued to drink the wine in his cup.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, those people immediately felt as if they had been pardoned. The person who had been sitting with the middle-aged scholar immediately picked up the middle-aged scholar on the ground and scrambled down the stairs.

The people at the other tables also seemed to be extremely frightened by this matter. They also paid their bills and left the restaurant.

Seeing the people downstairs leave in a sorry state, Ye Xuan sighed slightly. His originally good mood suddenly became a little worse.

"Everything in the world is like this. Brother, there is no need to lower yourself to the same level as those people. If you don't dislike it, how about I offer you a toast?" At this time, the middle-aged man directly walked over with a wine pot and a bowl. He did not stand on ceremony. He directly sat down and smiled at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan looked at the middle-aged man again. He found that the middle-aged man's temples were bulging and the joints of his palms were thick. At a glance, he could tell that he was a Jianghu expert. With a smile, he poured himself a cup and saluted from a distance. "Please!"

"Haha, please!" Seeing that Ye Xuan returned the toast, the middle-aged man did not mind that Ye Xuan only used a cup while he used a bowl. He laughed and directly raised the bowl in his hand and drank the wine inside in one gulp.

Seeing that this middle-aged man was so forthright, Ye Xuan had a good impression of him. His somewhat depressed mood also dissipated. After drinking the wine in the cup, he looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile, "Brother, you have a good capacity for liquor!"

"Haha, although this Qiao's capacity for liquor is passable, it is not as good as brother's poetry. Brother's poem just now can be said to have shocked this Qiao to death. Come, this Qiao, this Qiao, toast brother!" The middle-aged man poured himself another bowl of wine and raised it to Ye Xuan.

"Brother Qiao is too polite. To tell you the truth, that poem was not written by me. I heard someone recite it before. Just now, I was just inspired by it and recited it. Brother Qiao, please don't laugh at me!" Ye Xuan did not admit that he wrote the poem, but told the truth.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ye Xuan and seemed to be a bit closer. He laughed and said, "Haha, brother, you are a straightforward person. This Qiao admires you. If not for your inspiration, this Qiao would not have heard such an amazing poem. In this case, this Qiao must toast brother even more. Come, this Qiao, this Qiao, will toast brother first!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man drank the wine in one gulp, Ye Xuan smiled slightly. He felt that this man in front of him was quite to his taste. He laughed and said, "Since Brother Qiao is so forthright, this Qiao will accompany Brother Qiao to drink to your heart's content. Waiter, give me a big bowl and ten jars of good wine! "

"Okay, this Qiao will risk my life to accompany you today. Hahaha!!!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the middle-aged man could not help but burst into laughter. His voice shook the floor of the second floor slightly …

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