Chapter 167

Shaoliang city has the prosperity of Shaoliang City, but in the end, those big people in high positions also have something to worry about. It's just different from others. Many things they can't say out can only be solved by biting their teeth.

At the critical juncture when Xie Laojiu's sacrificial wine came to Beijing, all the people in Shaoliang city held their breath and waited for what would happen in Shaoliang city. His majesty had already told the important officials in the temple at the court meeting yesterday. When the old man came to the gate, the emperor's highness would welcome him with all his officials. This attention should be paid to the reputation of the old sacrifice wine in the government and the public It's also because Zhou has a chance to breathe, thanks to all his life and soul.

Don't refuse to accept it. If you really don't accept it, you will go and kill some of his emperors and princes.

Some people in Shaoliang city were worried, mostly because they didn't know how to face the old sacrifice wine.

There is a small town located in the territory of Chen state. The original size of the town is not much different from that of Baiyu town in Dazhou. There are few people in the same town. However, since the Wanbao pavilion was built on the dangerous peak not far away from the town, the town has expanded four times in a short period of 20 years. Each time it is more and more powerful, and now it is small Town is no longer a small town. In the southeast of Chen state, it is said to be the most important town. Among them, the people who come and go are from merchants and peddlers to martial arts men and scholars. The transformation is amazing.

To sum up the reason, naturally, it can not escape the three words of Wanbao Pavilion.

Wanbao pavilion was built on the Feixian peak, which is more than ten miles away from the town. It has been said that Wanbao Pavilion is the first place for Chen Guojing to watch the sunrise because of its unique landscape and the efforts of a group of literati. Even if there are tens of millions of them, Wanbao Pavilion is still the first choice.

It is still a mystery why Wanbao pavilion was built on this Feixian peak. Feixianfeng has always been said to be the first of the ten dangerous peaks in the state of Chen. On weekdays, if anyone wants to climb feixianfeng, he must climb a suspension bridge with only one iron chain besides climbing the rugged mountain roads Many tourists who want to visit feixianfeng are deterred. Apart from those martial arts practitioners who are not bad at martial arts, few of them want to walk through this iron chain safely.

In fact, few of the literati who left poems to praise feixianfeng actually came to see it. Except for a scholar who had fallen out of the league in his early years and went through this iron chain bit by bit on his way back to his hometown, few of the other scholars have seen him climb on the iron chain.

However, the poor scholar had courage and talent, and the poem he wrote didn't really spread out. It was thanks to him climbing such a flying peak.

Since feixianfeng is so difficult to climb, it is even more difficult to understand why someone can build a pavilion on top of the dangerous peak. How did the wood and stone materials go up the dangerous peak? It is said that someone once asked a well-known elder in the river and lake if he wanted to take the wood up the mountain, whether he could get to the dangerous peak. The elder thought for a moment and said that it was not difficult to take a piece of wood. Then someone asked, what if he was carrying a huge stone with a weight of more than a thousand catties Even if I leave, people look at each other in awe. At the same time, some people think that there is something strange about the construction of the Wanbao Pavilion. After all, there are experts who have climbed on the pavilion and watched with their own eyes the building of the pavilion. There are huge stones weighing more than 1000 kg. In this way, not only the ordinary people, but also the famous experts in the world can go up to 10000 When viewing the treasure Pavilion, I dare not look at the furnishings in the pavilion wantonly.

There is another kind of person above Wu Fu. In fact, it is not a secret in Chen state.

If you know there are gods on the mountain, you can see them with your own eyes. In fact, it's another thing.

However, Wanbao Pavilion is still not dilapidated in the past 20 years, because it was built on the top of Feixian peak.

Built on the top of Feixian peak, few people came, and they knew the hardships, so they didn't dare to do anything.

The legend is still a legend, which certainly does not affect those tourists who want to fly to Xianfeng for sightseeing. However, most of them can only settle down in the small town if they can't get to the feixianfeng peak. Isn't it that the town is getting bigger and more people are coming and going?

The town is busy these two days. After the winter solstice, the weather is getting colder. The most popular thing in the market will not be other objects, but the charcoal. Although the town has been expanded for four times, the simple folk custom has not been lost. The charcoal in the market is not expensive from the beginning to the end, so that ordinary people can afford it. As for those well-off families, they usually buy all the charcoal they need for the whole winter before the winter comes, which makes those charcoal sellers run around the town carrying bags of charcoal. Although tired, they always have a smile on their faces. After all, there is still a lot of money after the charcoal is sold. When the time comes, you can buy one or two hairpins at a suitable price in the market. When you come home, you can also bake a fire and eat some delicious dishes cooked by your daughter-in-law. If the daughter-in-law is more happy, she can still drink wine once. In the evening, it can't be said that the daughter-in-law will work harder than usual.But compared with these, the original intention of buying that hairpin is not so complicated. I just want to see the smiling face of my daughter-in-law. After all, she is my daughter-in-law. How can I treat her unfairly?

There is a storyteller's story telling in the biggest restaurant in the town today. In the past, he wanted to listen to one. He had to order a few pots of wine on the second floor of the restaurant and eat a few coins. In addition, if you want to listen to a story, you can only have a chance at the beginning and end of each month. The shopkeeper of the restaurant, who has become fat in his middle age, is very good at thinking about people's hearts and knows what this town is about The most important thing is that there are two storytelling sessions without a threshold. Because there is no money today, it is rare for storytellers to come to the first floor from the second floor. In the most spacious lobby on the first floor, there are a large number of drinkers who say they are drinkers, but there are few who really want to drink. Most of them come for this story telling. Mr. Shuoshu is a middle-aged man over 50 years old. He has washed some white long clothes and dragged them to the ground. He is still the same as other storytellers. He sets up a bench in the middle of the hall, and then a sea bowl with a bowl of wine in it. After drinking the wine, he will finish. He will never say more. He must think of making an exception. If he buys the best wine in ten jars of wine in one breath, the restaurant The shopkeeper will come in person to pour a bowl of wine for the storyteller, which is called "Tianchang". Therefore, before the storyteller starts to speak, the big mouthful of wine he wants to drink will surely attract a lot of boos.

It's not the first time that Mr. storyteller has heard about it, so it's totally irrelevant. On weekdays, there will be a commission from the shopkeeper. Someone bought a few pots of wine, and someone ordered several dishes. In private, there is an account. Then, according to the previous agreement, how to divide these matters? The shopkeeper and the storyteller have already agreed on these matters, so they do not exist Other issues.

It's just that at the beginning of the month and at the end of the month, although there is still a bottom silver, there will be no money for drinks, and often can't follow what has not been said before. The storyteller can only write another short story, but try to leave some unfinished words beyond the two events at the beginning and the end of the month.

It's not necessary to hold people's appetite. Anyway, this month can't be finished, and there will be another month.

It's none of their business whether the drinkers will listen to those who ask for money.

Mr. storyteller talked about the stories leisurely while drinking. He could easily tell the stories. At the end of the day, the storyteller would get up, but suddenly someone in the crowd threw out a bag of money, saying that he wanted to buy ten jars of good wine. The man in charge of the restaurant and Mr. storyteller had a pair of eyes, and then picked up the bag of silver money and weighed it out He poured a bowl of wine for Mr. storyteller. Then he was in a good spirits. He laughed and talked about the second half of the story.

As for the ten jars of good wine, they were given to all the people who came to listen to the book by the lavish rich guest, but they really did not drink a mouthful.

Before the wine drinkers were busy drinking, they saw the man. He was a young man in blue. He was pretty, with a sword case on his back. It seemed that he was a disciple of a powerful family in the world. People nodded to him one after another, but the man just shook his head slightly and didn't say anything.

The man sitting with him was pale and young, but he had a good sword hanging around his waist. He still pressed the handle when he drank, which made a lot of drinkers have some thoughts. He soon drowned his little thoughts in the wine.

Most of the people in the river and lake can't be provoked.

At least this kind of momentum, really can't be provoked.

The man with a knife was holding a sea bowl. After drinking half a mouthful of wine, he watched as the bowl in his hand was snatched by the man in blue and put it in the distance. The man with the knife didn't want to struggle. He just grinned with pain and finally had to give up. He said angrily and powerlessly: "Li Fuyao, now I don't want to drink the wine. I really want to crash to death 。”

Li Fuyao, with his sword case on his back, and Xie Ying, a young man with a knife.

If the head of either of these two people is carried to the Huaiyang city and thrown, there will be some unimaginable benefits on the head of the keeper that day.

Looking at Xie Ying's appearance, Li Fuyao could not help joking: "if you really want to die, you don't have to go out of the imperial library that day. Tut. Now I think of it. It's really meaningful that you put one hand on the door of the imperial library and the other with an oil lamp. Unfortunately, I can only tell stories. If I'm good at painting and painting, It's time to paint you a picture. "

Xie yingleng hummed: "if you want a picture, you should also ask the national painter of Dayu to paint it!"

Li Fuyao laughed it off.

Xie Ying lay on the table feebly, looking at Li Fuyao strangely, he asked in a low voice, "why didn't you kill the king of Qi at that time?"

Li Fuyao was stunned and then asked with a smile, "why did you want to kill the king of Liang?"

Xie Ying frowned. "You know, if the king of Liang takes the throne, the border war will be more difficult, so he must die. At least I think he is more damned than the emperor of Chen."

Li Fuyao said with a smile, "since you think so, it's normal that the king of Liang died. But why did the king of Qi die because he was a monk? At the beginning of our calculation, did you not say that he had the least threat to Zhou? "Xie Ying looked serious, "but he is a monk!"

Li Fuyao retorted in a low voice: "it used to be, but not in the future. In the future, the king of Qi was just an ordinary man, a woman's husband, and might be the father of a child. To put it differently, those royal children might not know, because the king of Qi would certainly not tell them. After all, the Xun family needed the protection of the king of Qi who was a monk, but that was enough. "

Xie Ying was a little angry and said, "but you still didn't tell me why you didn't kill the king of Qi."

Li Fuyao tugged at the corner of his mouth. "If I said I couldn't do it, would you believe it? Princess Qi was standing by and killing her husband in front of a woman. Don't you think it's cruel? Moreover, although we swordsmen are not as concerned about the so-called cause and effect obstacles as the three religions, we are still mountain people, and we can't say that killing is killing like those martial arts men in the world. "

Xie Ying turned his head and sandwiched a few peanuts. "Forget it, anyway, it's not wrong for you to do so. I'm too lazy to argue with you. When I get back to the border army and drive all these fools back, I'll stand at the head of Huaiyang city."

Li Fuyao said with a smile, "your commander-in-chief of the border army may not be able to move northward. After all, the chaos is only Huaiyang City, not the border. Chen Guojun's fighting power is still there. Even if it withdraws, it will obviously step by step. It will not leave you with an opportunity to take advantage of it. "

has the final say, rubbing his temples, and saying, "there is nothing I can do. This army is not what I have to say."

Li Fuyao ate a few chopsticks and said with a smile, "it's not far away. Just killing the king of Liang can make you climb up a long way. Besides, according to your present seat, climbing up is not the top?"

"By the way, no matter what I think these days, you shouldn't have come here in person. The martial arts man of Dazhou is really dead?"

Xie Ying's eyes were a little gloomy, shook his head, did not speak.

Li Fuyao did not ask.

After waiting for the end of the story telling, they stood up and left. The manager of the restaurant delivered it to the restaurant in person. Li Fuyao joked, "no matter how enthusiastic the shopkeeper is, you can't afford to buy wine. It's not cheap."

This made the rich shopkeeper laugh bitterly.

Fortunately, Li Fuyao said two words and then left with Xie Ying, no longer staying in this small town.

According to Li Fuyao's idea, before leaving the state of Chen, go to the Wanbao Pavilion on the Feixian peak.

Xie Ying, of course, has no opinion about this. He is only a little happy to be able to temporarily ignore the border chaos, which is caused by improper command in one or two wars.

Feixianfeng is more than ten miles away from the town. Li Fuyao went to rent a bullock cart and didn't ask for a groom. The boss of the car company was also free and easy. He said that there were their people under feixianfeng, as long as Li Fuyao paid enough deposit.

After paying the money and getting on the cart, Li Fuyao drove the cart slowly to feixianfeng. Xie Ying couldn't help saying that it was you, Li Fuyao, who didn't lack silver in his pocket. How could he say that it was you who built an ox cart.

Li Fuyao did not refute, but asked Xie Ying's salary in a month with a smile. The latter kept his mouth open and could not say.

Before and after he joined the army, where had he been in charge of such affairs? The Xie family was a famous family of the Zhou Dynasty. Not only did they have great prestige in the rivers and the court, but also had a lot of business in hand. After all, how could a large family of people not have money?

As a result, Xie Ying has never worried about money since he was young, so he can't say anything in the face of Li Fuyao's problem.

Li Fuyao didn't ask questions. He only drove this ox cart and could come to the foot of Feixian peak at dusk.

Li Fuyao, who was thinking of going up the mountain, was stopped by the assistant after he got back the money. He said that the mountain was steep and the road was difficult to walk. Now it is dusk again. I'm afraid we can't get to the top of the mountain before dark. It's really dangerous then. Why don't we climb again tomorrow? In the final analysis, he felt that this young man could not go to the treasure house.

Li Fuyao said a few words with him. Anyway, he didn't listen to him in the end, so he took Xie Ying to climb the mountain.

It's hard to walk on mountain roads. It's even cooler after the winter solstice. The wind blowing at dusk is really cold.

Li Fuyao said with a smile as he walked along: "I haven't met a good season. If summer comes, tomorrow's sunrise will be very beautiful. Now that the winter solstice is over, whether there will be sunrise tomorrow will still be discussed."

Xie Ying pulled the corners of his mouth behind him and suddenly asked, "how does this mountain compare with your sword mountain?"

Li Fuyao said with a smile: "Jianshan is much easier to walk than this one. I was just a little bit unlucky, so I didn't get to the top of the mountain."

Xie Ying said with a smile: "it's revealed. I really thought you went up!"

Li Fuyao smiles and doesn't speak.

Xie Ying patted him on the shoulder behind him and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. I won't take you as a friend because of this."

Li Fuyao said, "thank you very much, general."

Then Li Fuyao said with some regret: "I have known two people surnamed Xie in my life. Compared with two people, you are really one hundred and eight thousand li short."Xie yingleng hum: "who is the other one? Find out Bibi!"

Li Fuyao didn't speak any more. He just tightened his tight sword case and looked down at his blue shirt.

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