Chapter 17

At the end of the 13th year of the Dali period, the first snow of this winter came as expected. The snowflakes may be three, six, or even nine petals. They swayed and lingered under the north wind, spreading mountains and rivers nearly a thousand miles from the east of the river into a holy world.

On Zhongnan Street, Jinzhou, An Laoshi's wine shop is as popular as ever in the past. In the after-snow season, it suddenly became extremely lively. After three generations and nearly a hundred years of hard work, this inconspicuous small shop is well-known throughout the two rivers. Because the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren were all managed by themselves, this shop has never been short and small, and the mixing of water and wine is because these three generations of shop owners are named honestly, and no one can remember their real name.

Thanks to the long-standing age, there are all kinds of famous Tang Dynasty wines such as Jiannan Shaochun, Fuping Shiwanchun, Persian Sanlejuice and locally produced Hedong grape wine, to freshly squeezed rice wine and filtered sake wine, etc., which has attracted countless wine customers to linger here, especially as the cold winter is in the wine shop.

Although it was not long since the morning, the restaurant had already attended nearly 70% of the guests. While baking the body that was blown by the cold wind into the cracks of the bones, they were chatting about the wine. It was really a waste of time.

When the curtain was lifted up again, a handsome young man dressed in Confucian scholar brought a teenager's smart book boy into the shop and walked straight into the corner of the wall on the right. Seeing that the two of them arrived, An honestly handed the wine in his hand to the servant beside him, turned around and entered the back door of the counter. After a while, he walked towards the young man with a piece of mud-sealed bamboo and a crystal clear crystal amber cup.

With a simple smile, put the amber cup in his hand, An honest and gentle knocked off the mud seal on the bamboo, his right hand suddenly shook from his waist, and a cold light flashed by. The bamboo joints had been sealed with a flat end, and a pool of blood-like Hedong grapes appeared.

"Good sword technique!" The handsome young man exclaimed as before, took the green bamboo berry, which was still green, and steadily poured seven points into the crystal cup that was increasingly bright with the flames. Then, with a warm smile on his face, he called a cup of fruit wine for the boy beside him.

"Young master, can I drink it too?" the little boy asked happily. The next moment, he rubbed his head on the bench again uneasy: "Young master, I'd better stand up. This... If the wife knows this, it's necessary to be an expert in law."

"I'm calling fruit wine for you, but I can only drink one cup and let you sit, so you can sit. Otherwise, you will go back to the mansion now," the young man who was listening to the chatter in the winery said impatiently.

At this point, the boy sat down and took the waiter and gave it a warm fruit wine. He tasted it in a similar way, while looking at the man who was talking nonsense.

"Evil, that's really evil! In just three nights, Qin, Lu, Ze, Ci, and Yuanfa Temple in our province, there were 13 people who were robbed in the big temple. The strangest thing is that except for the seven dogs who guarded the house, no one died. This is really evil." The man in a fur coat said in a drooling manner.

However, the news of him did not stir up any turmoil in the wine shop. There was also a fat and big-headed, 40-year-old middle-aged man dressed in a treasurer and said with a disdainful smile: "Hu Liuer, if you want to rely on this to exchange for wine today, it will be a big deal! I am afraid that Li Shizi on the street will know about it, so you can buy it with it?"

"Master Yang said it," the treasurer's words immediately attracted a sound in the wine shop. However, Hu Liuer didn't care. He picked up the yellow wine in front of him and drank it all, and said after ticking: "Of course it's not just this little news, but the wine in front of the villain was also clean. If the old man spent money, if he asked me Hu Liuer to have a cup of three pulp, there would naturally be new news."

Most of the people were local neighbors, so naturally they knew his virtues for a long time, so it was not surprising to hear him say this. However, when he saw that he asked for Sanlejue, which was more than gold, he was suddenly in an uproar. Someone had already shouted and said that he must have been crazy about gaining and losing his heart and being confused. Some of the tricky ones even said bluntly: "Hu Liuer, don't you see if you opened your mouth to drink Sanlejue, you really dare to speak!"

While there was a noise here, a clear voice came from the corner and said, "Boss An, give him two cups of three pieces of powder and make it to my account."

The winery was silent after a moment, and the sound of a higher voice was raised, and it was still the mean voice just now, "Hey! Another crazy maniac, I..." Just as I was talking here, I suddenly encountered a pair of cold eyes. The coldness penetrated into my heart, and the words behind could not even be said.

Just now, when the handsome young master came in, Yang Caidong was facing away from the door, so he couldn't see clearly. At this moment, he heard the voice very familiar. He immediately looked in the sound. With just one glance, he saw the extremely warm smile and handsome face. A cold wave suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, and he complained: "It's really a bad year. Why did you meet this killing star after drinking wine?"

I was so in my heart, but I was a little negligent. I smiled my face into the most gorgeous flower, and respectfully stood up and bowed: "Small people see you..."

"Boss Yang! OK, okay, I'm very satisfied with your silk cloth! Don't be polite when you are outside, just be as you please do whatever you want!" But the handsome young man smiled and stopped him and said, "

"Yes, yes, yes." After all, Yang Caidong had been in business for decades, and he still had the skill of observing words and expressions. He knew that the adult in front of him was unwilling to reveal his identity, so he answered a few words in a vague way, and then sat down after giving a bow.

Everyone saw this action. Although they still didn't know who the young master was, they also knew that he must be a good person, and the noise disappeared immediately.

"It seems that this winery will be awesome next time." After sipping the grapes, the young master smiled slightly and looked at Hu Liuer and said, "Say"

Hu Liuer was stunned and licked the orange-yellow wine. He raised his head and savored it for a long time. He carefully protected the wine cup in front of him with his hands. He smiled at the young master and said, "Three days ago, the second boy from Wang Shan's family in Niutou Village outside the city held a wedding ceremony. How could Hu Liuer be missing? He helped me hard for a day. When he left at night, it was too late. In addition, after eating a few more wine, Mimi could never leave anymore when she walked to the Xicheng Land Temple. She plunged into her head and went to bed. In the middle of the night, she woke me up in a hurry, so she found the back of the big poplar tree on the side of the temple to make some convenience."

Speaking of this, Hu Liuer couldn't help but stop talking, and carefully picked up the wine cup in front of her, repeated the procedure just now, and then said, "Who knew that after I came to the tree, before I could have time to make a convenient time, I heard a series of people running in the distance. In the middle of the night, a large group of people came to this wilderness, which scared me so much that I quickly clinged to the trunk, for fear that they would find it."

As Hu Liuer said the key point, the people in the restaurant seemed to feel the tense atmosphere. The whole audience was quiet, and only Hu Liuer's hoarse voice was soaked in wine echoed: "Listen to the sound, it seemed that a group of people were chasing two people. I couldn't help but be curious, and I secretly stuck my head out and took a look. This was even more surprising. It turned out that there were seven or eight monks holding ring knives and Zen sticks chasing two Taoist priests."

"Oh?" As this sentence came, the surprise screams of the drunkards.

"Monk chasing Taoist priests! Hu Liuer, you are not talking nonsense, right?" The drunkard with a sarcastic tone just now couldn't help but interrupt and asked.

Hu Liuer ignored him, took a sip, and then said, "The two Taoist priests, one big and one small, the one big seems to be injured and was supported by the little Taoist priest to run away. But after all, they still couldn't run fast. When they arrived in front of the Land Temple, they were caught up and surrounded by monks."

"Why is it so similar to my experience that day?" Junxiu Young Master murmured, but his voice was too small, so even the boy sitting beside him could not hear it.

"It is really rare for the monk to pursue Taoist priests to be seen. I couldn't help but be curious, so I looked around carefully. I saw the monks surrounded the Taoist priests. One of the fat monks in his thirties, holding a Zen stick in his hand, and said with a smile: "Daowu, Daoxu, it's time for the five prefectures in Hedong. You are just here. You even peek at my Buddhist Yuanfa Temple in the quiet night. In this way, the affairs of these thirteen temples must be the purpose of your Taoist Maoshan Sect."

"Daoxu, why did he come here?" Hearing this magic name, the young master was stunned again, and the Taoist priest who was smiling all day long in Chongtang Temple in Chang'an seemed to appear before his eyes.

"Dharma nature, don't swear by others! It's only two days apart for you and I to leave the capital. How could you not know about this?" But it was the great Taoist priest Daowu who refuted sternly.

"Dharma Nature, it's a coincidence today. I didn't expect that all I heard were the names of old friends." The young master shook his head, took a sip of wine, and continued to listen to Hu Liuer's narration, but he was vaguely worried about Daoxue.

"Listen to this Daowu, the fat monk, the fat monk, said, "This matter must be planned by you in the capital in advance. Don't struggle. I'll follow me back to the capital to meet the master Chengguan monk. The master is kind and I think I will forgive you.'" At this point, Hu Liuer also showed a confused look on his face, and he said: "I know this too. Could it be that the Taoist priests did it?"

"This Dharma is so cruel. It actually puts this matter tightly on Maoshan Sect. Now, the matter is really a big deal. I just hope that this troublesome autumn will not arouse a new sect dispute." He sighed softly, and the young master slapped the wine cup in his hand on the table.
Chapter completed!