son, stop

"Two young masters walk slowly, come here often in the future!"

Not long after, Zuo Lingquan walked out of the door of Xianzhizhai. The proprietress smiled and said goodbye at the door. A lot of things that were bought were sent to Zuofu by the staff who couldn't take them.

Zuo Yunting came out and scraped such thick oil and water that the corners of his mouth were almost pulled to the base of his ears, he took out a folding fan from nowhere, shook it, and said with a smile:

"Ling Quan, what else do you want to buy, I'll take you there."

Zuo Lingquan had already bought something, and he didn't want to be slaughtered like a fat sheep again. After a long time, he wanted to find a place to sit: "Will fifth brother drink?"

"Nonsense, you can call a man without drinking, go, where are you going?"

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it, Xinghua Street was not too far from Linhefang, and turned around and walked towards Linhefang.

Zuo Yunting is just lazy and lazy, not stupid. On the day of the election of the concubine, he knew that Zuo Lingquan knew a wine maid in Linhefang. It angered Zuo Lingquan, who had a tougher temper.

Therefore, Zuo Yunting knew where to go, but he did not say anything.

The two brothers walked on the street for about a quarter of an hour before entering the gate of Linhefang.

Zuo Yunting, the first-born son of the third-grade servant, was considered a top-notch son in the capital. He would not come to the Linhe Wharf where the three religions and nine streams were mixed on weekdays. At this time, he was quite interested.

Zuo Lingquan walked slowly, came to the Linhe small street, looked up and saw Tang Jingshen wandering in the restaurant.It's just that he hadn't come to the vicinity, and Zuo Yunting next to him suddenly said:

"Yo! Ling Quan, look at that Jianghu man, riding a donkey. This is a rare appearance."

Zuo Lingquan looked in the direction pointed by the folding fan, and sure enough, on the bank of the small street, there was a man wearing a hat and a sword hanging from his waist. The scenery on both sides.

In Linhefang, the three religions and nine streams are mixed, and there are many people in the rivers and lakes. This dress is too common, and Zuo Lingquan really didn't notice it.

Not far from each other, as Zuo Yunting opened his mouth, the Jianghu people over there seemed to have heard the sound and turned to look here.

Zuo Yunting's frivolous words were a little rude, Zuo Lingquan clasped his fists and said:

"I just made an offensive statement, please forgive me."

Zuo Yunting was born in a family of officials, so he naturally understands etiquette, but he just thought that the other party couldn't hear it.

"Offend offend, Your Excellency looks like an expert, and I was just curious."

The Jianghu man was dressed in gray linen and looked gloomy. After he glanced at Zuo Lingquan, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Meeting is fate, and walking in the rivers and lakes does not care about these."

Zuo Lingquan smiled heartily, raised his hands and clasped his fists in a salute, and turned around to enter the restaurant.

It's just that Zuo Yunting next to him, who is naturally outgoing and familiar, was really interested in the donkey, and walked up to him and looked curiously:

"Old strong man, you are walking on the rivers and lakes and riding a donkey, can you really run?"

Jianghu Ke smiled: "The road can't be finished, and sooner or later there will be a day to stop. Hurry up and slow down, it makes no difference."

Zuo Yunting pondered for a while, thought it was bullshit, and shook his head:

"Can this be the same? If you walk fast, you must run farther, or why do you spend a lot of money on horses? You've already raised donkeys."

Standing outside the door of the restaurant, Zuo Lingquan thought the chat between the two was quite interesting, so he said:

"Would you like to come in and sit down and talk? I am treating you as an excuse for what you said and did just now."

Jianghu Ke was probably idle and bored, but he did not refuse. He left the donkey where he was and entered the restaurant with Zuo Yunting.

Tang Jingshen naturally saw Zuo Lingquan coming, with a strange expression, quietly walked to him, and pulled Zuo Lingquan's sleeve.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan followed Tang Jingxuan to the back of the curtain on the inside of the restaurant, wondering:

"Sister Tang, what's wrong?"

Tang Jing frowned and gestured outside:

"Xiao Zuo, that old man just now is very weird. He suddenly ran over on a donkey in the morning, sat in a wine shop drinking, and looked at me from time to time."

Zuo Lingquan was stunned for a moment, he didn't feel that Jianghu Ke was like an old man, he frowned and said:

"Not looking right?"

"No, the words and deeds are very decent, similar to you, but the eyes are not as soft as yours, it feels weird. After finally getting him away, you recruited him again, forget it, whoever came It’s a guest, you just need to pay more attention.”

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, stopped talking, took out a small box from his sleeve and handed it to Tang Jingxun, then lifted the curtain and walked out.

Tang Jingxuan thought about the matter, subconsciously raised her hand to take it, and waited for Zuo Lingquan to leave before she realized it. Looking down, it turned out to be a box of beautifully decorated rouge.

? !

Tang Jingxun's eyes were fixed, and her random thoughts disappeared in an instant. She raised her head hurriedly, and wanted to say something, but seeing Zuo Lingquan was about to go out, she quickly stopped talking, and stamped her feet in embarrassment, but she didn't know what to say. where

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The riverside street is full of wine, and the city is full of noise.

Beside the small wine table by the window, Jiang Hu Ke took off his bamboo hat and put it on the table, revealing his long gray hair that was tied up. Although the whole person looked gloomy, the pair of phoenix eyes with crow's feet were as deep and clear as the cold pool under the moon. , at first glance, it is a person who has traveled a lot.

Zuo Lingquan came out from behind the curtain, put a pot of warm wine on the table, sat down opposite, and asked with a smile:

"What's your name?"

Jiang Hu Ke looked calm and said hoarsely:

"Just call me Lao Lu, two little friends, what do you call me?"

Zuo Yunting was sitting between the two of them, probably because he was greedy by the fragrance of the wine, he picked up the wine jug and poured a bowl for all three, he said with a smile:

"My name is Zuo Yunting. This is my cousin Ling Quan. He is also called the 'Zuo Clan's Two Heroes' in the capital. Looking at Lu Lao's dress, he doesn't look like a local. Just arrived in the capital?"

Zuo Lingquan listened to Tang Jingshen's words, naturally cared about this, and raised his eyes to observe the other party's expression.

Unfortunately, there was no expression on Lao Lu's face at all, and he always had a flat smile. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip before saying:

"Come from outside, just arrived in the morning."

The Great Dan Dynasty was very closed, with only one pass in the north, so 'outside' generally refers to the north in the Great Dan Dynasty.

Zuo Yunting held the wine bowl and asked curiously:

"North Cliff County?"

"More outside."

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised when he heard the words, and he went north from Beiya County, but it was outside the gate.

The Great Dan Dynasty was closed but self-sufficient, and there were only a few outsiders. It was too rare for a Jianghu person to come to the capital from outside the customs.

Zuo Lingquan thought for a while and asked:

"Lu Lao is a practitioner?"

Lao Lu shook his wine bowl and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"You think I look like you?"

Zuo Lingquan pondered for a while—people in cultivation practice self-cultivation all the year round. As long as they have a little cultivation, they will look different, mainly reflected in their spirit. The most intuitive example is Wu Qingwan, who is the same generation as Jiang Yi's mother. But she is more tender than a little girl at the age of cardamom.

As for the old man in front of him, he looked like he was dying and half of his foot was about to sink into the ground. He really didn't have the appearance of a practitioner.

Zuo Lingquan thought so in his heart, and before he had time to respond, Zuo Yunting next to him smiled and opened his mouth first:

"Like, with Mr. Lu's appearance, at first glance, he looks like the kind of great master who hides in the city. Well, among the practitioners, he should be called 'the old monster of the fairy gate' and 'the ancestor of the fairy family', as I heard Mr. Shu said. If you are a serious Jianghu person, who would lead a donkey to run around, and only an expert would do this kind of thing for fame, right, Lao Lu? Hahaha"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and patted Lao Lu on the shoulder vigorously.