After Hsu Fengnian gave the horse to the waiter of the restaurant, he did not go straight to the third floor. Instead, he chose a table near the window on the second floor and ordered two stewed eels and sauced carp. After hearing that the Green Ant Wine was free, he ordered two pots of it.
It was unexpected for Bei 'an Town to be so lively, but it was still within reason. There would be a Wudang Martial Arts Symposium during autumn and winter this year, which would undoubtedly attract many heroes of the martial arts world. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that the Northern Liang Sect wanted to help Mount Wudang suppress Mount Longhu. As for the idea of taking advantage of others' weakness, it came from Deputy Administrator Song Dongming. Chen Yao and Yu Xingrui, the only two old men left in Wudang, did not have no differences. Chen Yao did not want to be so ostentatious. The endless incense on the mountain had already made this old man very busy. However, the heroic Yu Xingrui insisted on doing it, so Chen Yao had to comply with this temperamental junior brother. In the end, the reason why Chen Yao took a step back was not the hint of Mount Qingliang, nor the fact that he could not persuade the current leader Li Yufu, such a good disciple, but the four words on the mountain gate's memorial arch.
Wudang will prosper.
Li Yufu's words also made Chen Yao completely relieved: When there is no one on the mountain, I cultivate peace. When there is a sea of people on the mountain, I also cultivate peace.
Compared to the time when the Purple Clothes of Mount Huishan attracted the righteous people of Jianghu to the Western Region, the Wudang Martial Arts Competition this time might be bigger. The real boss of the Snow Plateau, Huang Fangfo, had already spread the news to the Central Plains. At that time, all the guests of Mount Huishan would go to Wudang together. The Snow Villa and Youyan Villa nodded almost at the same time, followed by the Dragon Palace and Dark Drum Stage. The young Banished Immortal of Taibai Sword Sect, who was in the limelight for a while, even announced that he would discuss Dao with Wudang's leader Li Yufu in the Purple Virtual Palace, and that he would discuss Martial Arts with the King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian on the top of Little Lotus Peak.
In this way, including the Fish Dragons in Beiliang, seven of the top ten sects in Li Yang had already decided to participate in the Wudang Martial Arts Symposium. Dongyue Sword Pool and Jincuo Dao Zhuang remained silent. Only the Spring Invitation Cottage was left. Since Beiliang's hostility with Western Shu was known to everyone in the imperial court, presumably Xie Xie, who had won two consecutive rouge reviews, would not participate in this liveliness that would only benefit others. Xuanyuan Qingfeng was one of the Twelve Champions of Auspicious Talisman, which originated from the Thirteen Armors of Spring and Autumn. He alone occupied three of the Twelve Champions, while the other nine almost all left. Among the Four Sages, including the Music Sage of Black Drum Station, three of them would also come to Mount Wudang. At least half of the top ten Loose Immortals and top ten Young Masters of Jianghu would definitely appear in this event.
The Quicksnow Villa, Youyan Villa, Taibai Sword School, and Black Drum Station, whose foundations were not stable, indeed needed to show their faces in public. Taibai Sword School, who relied on only one person to carry the burden, needed the most to prove themselves to Li Yang Jianghu. And the young master, who was known as the third person in the Jianghu in the last hundred years in the Jianghu, had won countless cheers for Taibai Sword School after he issued a shocking and heroic challenge to the young King. It was said that some famous heroines and fairies in Jianghu who admired this banished immortal had already publicly cheered for him. The general wording was the same. It was nothing more than nothing more than that even if he failed in this Martial Arts Symposium, with his amazing talent in the Jianghu and his rapid progress in cultivation, he would be able to drag the young King down from his throne in ten years at most.
Just as Hsu Fengnian was about to raise his cup and drink a mouthful of Green Ant Wine, he saw the restaurant waiter bowing and leading the two people to come over. Without the waiter's embarrassed face saying anything, Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "You want to share a table, right? No problem."
The two people sat down. The old man had an ordinary appearance. He smiled at Hsu Fengnian and then sat opposite to Hsu Fengnian. The other woman was wearing a curtain hat and black clothes. Two scabbards with seriously worn scabbards were hanging on her waist. They were not divided into left and right sides, but they were staggered on the right side of her waist. The blades were longer than ordinary blades.
The woman sat on a bench facing the window between the old man and Hsu Fengnian. She took off her curtain hat and put it on the table, revealing a heroic face.
Her beauty could not be considered to be a beauty that could bring disaster to a country, but she was definitely worthy of the word "not ordinary". She could really make onlookers forget her appearance. Her appearance was unforgettable. Her aura was particularly fierce, but she did not give people the feeling that she was overbearing.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's true that good people will be rewarded."
After hearing this sentence, the young woman did not have the slightest change of expression. She did not even frown.
She did not squint at the stranger who seemed to be a lecher. Instead, she turned her head and looked directly at the man. After she looked into the young man's eyes, she smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."
She and he both had clear eyes.
The old man laughed. Compared to the young woman who should be his granddaughter, he was obviously more talkative. "It's fate that we meet. Young Master, from your accent, are you a local of Liangzhou?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "My ancestral home is Jinzhou, Liaodong. However, my family has settled down in Beiliang for a long time."
The old man said happily, "My surname is Tong. I can barely be considered a dabbler in Jianghu. You can call me Brother Tong. If you don't mind, you can also call me Uncle Tong."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Just call me Brother Tong. Calling me Boss Tong makes me feel like an outsider. There's too much of a difference in seniority. By the way, my surname is Xu."
The old man nodded vigorously and said, "This is to my liking. I want to eat two more bowls of rice later."
The old man soon frowned and sighed. "I didn't expect to spend so much in Beiliang. It's only been a few days and I'm almost out of money. Otherwise, this old man would have gone to the third floor to drink and eat meat."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "As long as I can eat my fill."
The old man was stunned. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Xu, your words are interesting. I can tell at a glance that you're a learned person!"
Hsu Fengnian couldn't help laughing. After so many years, there were only a few people who praised him for being learned. Of course, Chu Lushan, Li Gongde, and the other well-known "sycophants of the Xu family" didn't count. When he looked back, the old man's eyes were so sincere.
Hsu Fengnian hurriedly poured a glass of wine for the old man. He glanced at the young woman. She shook her head, so Hsu Fengnian didn't pour wine for her.
The old man said with a bitter face, "Unlike my granddaughter. Asking her to learn needlework is like asking for her life. She wants to play with knives no matter what. After playing for a while, she doesn't even have a partner. She's almost 30 years old. In our hometown, at this age, she'll be able to hold a grandson in a few years, let alone be a mother. Brother Xu, tell me, how can I not worry?"
Hsu Fengnian couldn't help but laugh. However, he couldn't say anything in front of the young woman.
The young woman with the two knives seemed somewhat helpless. She obviously couldn't do anything about her grandfather's innate enthusiasm.
The old man carefully glanced at his granddaughter. He sighed and drank a mouthful of wine. He said softly, "Borrowing other people's wine glasses to pour on your own blocks."
The young woman was indifferent.
As he said, the old man was embarrassingly short of money. He was even worse than Hsu Fengnian, who ordered two dishes. Although they were both dishes, the price was much lower. Fortunately, Hsu Fengnian kept urging him to drink, so the old man was in a good mood.
However, the old man's alcohol tolerance wasn't good. His alcohol tolerance … was also mediocre.
After drinking half a pot of Green Ant Wine, he was already drunk. His face and ears were red, his voice was loud, and his saliva was flying everywhere. He also liked to drop his book pouch. From time to time, he would say some empty words that made the listeners not know whether to laugh or cry. "Drinking good wine with a young man, shooting to the top of the West Mountain. Brother Xu, after drinking with you today, this trip to Beiliang was not in vain." "Brother Xu, although I don't have any ability, I can't study, and I'm not good at martial arts, but I've always believed in retribution. I believe that in saving an ant, I'll be the champion, and in burying a snake, I'll enjoy the glory of being the prime minister. Do you believe me?" "Rich people have everything, but when they die, they'll bear the word 'love'. No matter who wins or loses in this life, I think the King of Hell sitting high in the hall reading the Book of Life and Death will only laugh loudly, right? Brother Xu, don't you think so? "
Hsu Fengnian finally understood. It was true that this Brother Tong had studied for a few days, but his words were often incoherent. Simply put, he was rote memorizing, but it was not to the extent that he was completely ignorant.
The old man stepped on the stool with one foot. He was just short of pulling Hsu Fengnian to a drinking game. "Brother Xu, don't think that I'm drunk. I'm not drunk!"
Hsu Fengnian could only laugh. "Of course. Even if I'm drunk, Brother Tong won't be drunk."
The young woman just sat upright and still. She leisurely picked up the food with her chopsticks and chewed slowly.
The old man suddenly looked out the window and sighed. "As the old saying goes, the scholars of the South are the generals of the North. The yellow soil of the Northwest buries the emperor. Your Beiliang obviously has the thickest soil in the world, but you can't grow the most abundant crops. Fortunately, you've raised an invincible Beiliang cavalry. You haven't wronged this land. "
Hsu Fengnian followed the old man's gaze and looked at the brightly lit street. He remained silent.
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