Wen Hua said angrily, "Xu, watch your mouth! What servant girl's life! Be careful or I'll get angry with you! "
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes.
Wen Hua raised his head to look at Blue Bird with his mouth full of oil, and he did his best to reveal the most graceful smile in his life as he said shyly, "Miss, just because you called me Young Master Wen, if that Xu brat dares to bully you in the future, I'll be the first to take care of him! With his mediocre martial arts, I won't even need to use a sword to beat him down! "
Hsu Fengnian laughed loudly and teased, "Young Master Wen, come, come, come, drink!"
Wen Hua was in a great mood. It was the first time he'd been called Young Master Wen! His entire body felt comfortable, and he suddenly felt that besides the woman he adored in his heart, she was the second cutest woman in the world! Such a well-educated and virtuous woman was a servant girl? Only a ghost would believe that!
Wen Hua burped, and the remaining wine was carefully poured into his wine gourd. Wen Hua threw a glance at Hsu Fengnian, and Hsu Fengnian shook his head. Wen Hua nodded vigorously, causing Blue Bird to be baffled. It was actually Hsu Fengnian who couldn't dissuade Wen Hua, and he could only awkwardly ask Blue Bird to carry the lunchbox back to the inn first. The two of them ran out of the pavilion like a wisp of smoke, and found a clump of grass near the water. They took off their pants and squatted down at intervals, and their bare buttocks were especially absurd under the moonlight. The two men ruined the scenery like this by taking a dump at Thin Goat Lake. However, if one knew about the hardships of those years, they wouldn't be surprised by the vulgar and despicable actions of this pair of buffoons at this moment. To a nobody like Wen Hua who was crazy poor, the most f * cking happy thing in the world wasn't eating, drinking, and sleeping, but the word "shit". Because only when one was full would one have the capital to shit, and this was a very shallow principle.
Wen Hua who was squatting by the lake exhaled a long breath, and he said leisurely, "Who knows, there might have been some poet or elegant scholar who recited poems here in the past. When I think of this, I feel great!"
Hsu Fengnian did not say anything.
He believed that King of Jing An, Zhao Heng, would never have thought that the Crown Prince of Beiliang would urinate and defecate beside the Thin Goat Lake.
Wen Hua was slightly bored when he saw Hsu Fengnian didn't move, and he suddenly smacked his lips in shock. "Xu, there's a stone tablet behind the place where I shit!"
Hsu Fengnian finally could not bear it any longer and cursed, "That's the Record of the Slender Goat Lake written by the Governor of the previous dynasty, Li Mi. You son of a b * tch really know how to pick a place!"
Wen Hua was speechless for a moment, and then he said in his heart, "I've sinned, I've sinned."
Hsu Fengnian hesitated for a moment before he asked softly, "Wen Hua, do you want to continue hanging out with me? Just like in the past, walking around and taking a look? If you run into another martial arts competition to find a spouse, I'll take care of you. "
Wen Hua laughed and said, "Don't, do you really think I'm stupid? Kid, you're amazing now, and I don't care who you are. In any case, I still think of you as a brother, but brothers are brothers. Although freeloading is natural law, if you're willing to part with money, I'm afraid I won't have the heart to endure hardships. So, you go your own way, and I'll go mine. If we're fated to meet again, then we'll meet again. Heh, I, Wen Hua, don't talk about anything else, but when it comes to practicing the sword, I'm afraid I won't have the heart to endure hardships again. Kid, I appreciate your good intentions. Tomorrow, I'll be leaving the city, and I want to go to the Beimang border to take a look. Just take it as broadening my horizons. "
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "The border is going to be chaotic. You take it easy."
Wen Hua exclaimed in surprise, and joked, "Chaotic? Are you really the son of an aristocratic family from Beiliang? "
Hsu Fengnian said with a laugh, "Isn't that so?"
Wen Hua sighed and said, "Earlier, I said I'd treat you to a meal of fine wine and meat, but I never thought I'd owe you another meal when we meet again."
Hsu Fengnian said, "You owe me then. Kid, just don't die, otherwise, there'll always be a chance to pay me back."
Wen Hua chuckled and said, "According to Old Huang's words, I'd have to say something like this at this time."
Hsu Fengnian said absent-mindedly, "That's right."
Wen Hua suddenly shouted, "The blades of grass on my side are fucking ridiculously small. It's not easy to wipe my ass. It seems your side is a bit wider. Hurry up and throw some over!"
Hsu Fengnian cursed and threw over a clump of blades of grass.
The two of them returned to the pavilion, and Wen Hua asked, "You're not going back to the inn?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Let's have a chat. Tell me about that young lady of yours."
The two of them chatted until dawn, and then Wen Hua glanced at the dawn sky before he stood up and said, "Alright, I'm going out of the city. Help me remember the wine and meat that I owe you. Right, help me thank that good young lady. I've never been called young master by anyone in my entire life."
Hsu Fengnian hesitated for a moment before he asked, "I have an old senior that uses the sword by my side. Do you want to meet him?"
Wen Hua held the wooden sword tightly, and then he smiled as he shook his head and said, "No, that's someone else's sword in the end. Even if senior is willing to teach me, I won't be able to learn it."
Hsu Fengnian teased. "Didn't you always want to be taken as a disciple by an expert in the past?"
Wen Hua said sternly, "I only thought about it. I remember Old Huang said that practicing the sword requires sincerity, just like pilgrims praying to gods and Buddhas. Sincerity will work. But I've been idle for the past two years, so I've pondered over an unreasonable principle. The sword is my own. With my aptitude, if I walk the path of someone else, I won't be able to achieve anything in my lifetime. I don't have the habit of owing people. I can't really owe you a few meals of wine and meat until my hair turns white. Let's go! Don't be so wishy-washy like a woman. "
Wen Hua was full of smiles. "The steamed bun is white, but it's not as white as a young lady's chest."
Hsu Fengnian's smile was intoxicating. "The tip of a lotus is perky, but it's not as perky as a young lady's butt."
On the long embankment of the willows, the wooden sword Wen Hua and the dual blades Hsu Fengnian high-fived and brushed past each other.
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