There is a wine shop in the northeast corner of Tongchuan City. The tattered wine sticks are inserted in the door, swaying in the wind, and it looks very desolate. However, there is an endless stream of customers who come to buy wine every day. The green ant wine brewed from this wine shop is so fragrant, strong, and reasonably priced that the ordinary people in the city come to make a pot every three to five, regardless of the big pot or the small pot, and it does not exceed three cents.

The owner of Jiuyang is a mute with no name and no surname. When asked about his surname and origin, he is about thirty-five years old. He has a clean appearance, and his clothes are simple but not shabby. Mr. Dumb.

The wine shop has been in the local area for some years, and people's impression is that this dumb gentleman will only close his business one day a year, not on New Year's Eve, but on the ninth day of the eighth lunar month. But this time, before August came, Jiu Zong closed the door, and it was closed for many days.

People can still smell the aroma of wine wafting from inside through the crack of the door, which is really intoxicating! But no matter how you slammed the door, there was no movement in the wine.

Jiuyang's closure was due to the few people who came that day, a slender and handsome scholar, a sick ghost in purple, a seriously injured princess, and a valiant woman.

Mr. dumb is not dumb, his surname is Jiang and his name is Ying. He kept his mouth shut for more than ten years. After seeing the woman Xia Sheng dressed as a man, he fell to the ground and cried bitterly, shouting two words in a trembling voice: "Ma'am."

"Jiang Ying, you still remember me." Xia Sheng didn't wake him up, but just looked down at him, in a statement tone that couldn't make out the sadness and joy.

Jiang Ying hissed: "Veteran guarding the city of Xishu, I have seen the general's wife!" This veteran of Xishu used all his strength, and every word was loud and powerful.

Shen Zhu stretched out his hand and stroked a strand of hair hanging from his temples, and said slowly, "Jiang Ying, you were the one who opened the city gate for Xishu and welcomed the entry of the Daliang enemy."

Jiang Ying didn't change his face, and said solemnly, "Yes."

"Please get up." Shen Zhu said.

Jiang Yingchang couldn't afford to kneel.

Xia Sheng sighed, "Get up, my country in Xishu is broken, the general is dead, and the old soldier is suddenly stunned. This is no need for this false ceremony. This is Shen Zhu, whose name is Yanbing."

Jiang Ying couldn't help looking up at Shen Zhu and muttered: "It is rumored that Shen Zhu is the head of the 100,000 talents in the world?"

Shen Zhu nodded slightly: "Exactly."

Jiang Ying stood up and didn't ask why he came back to life or why he appeared here. He just bowed deeply to the end and said solemnly, "Thank you sir for helping me in Xishu."

Shen Zhu smiled, "Jiang Ying, I want to meet someone, please introduce me."

Jiang Ying's hand trembled slightly, but he didn't hesitate at all, "I am willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses."

"That person, I think you have already guessed, is the current ambassador of the Western Shujing, Xie Tangyan."

Jiang Ying said with an expressionless face, "I haven't said a word to Xie for more than ten years. I'm afraid he won't sell my love, so I can only try my best."

Shen Zhu's face was a little apologetic, he nodded and said, "Thank you." He knew that this matter was very embarrassing for Jiang Ying, but he had no choice but to trouble Jiang Ying to see Xie Tangyan.

Jiang Ying shook his head: "Mr. is the little master's guest, and it concerns the lives of the people in Tongchuan, but if you ask me, I dare not refuse."

Shen Zhu said: "Don't be too hasty, it will last for ten days. Let's borrow your wine to stay for a while."

Jiang Ying arranged everything and went to the inner city of Tongchuan. Xia Sheng wanted to see Yin Maolin's former department, so he also went with him. Murong Yunheng, Shen Zhu and Princess Xunyang lived in the courtyard.

This day, Murong Yunheng heard the knock on the door to buy wine again, and rubbed his temple with a headache, "The green ant wine is so spicy and strong, I really can't like it, why do people here seem to be addicted to it? "

Shen Zhu was sitting in front of the window reading a book, when he heard the words, he smiled slightly: "Don't you hear, green ant new grain wine, red mud small stove?"

Murong Yun shook his head and said, "It's fine in winter, but now it's hot and summer, thanks to those people drinking hard."

Shen Zhu put down the book in his hand, his expression was indifferent, "There are always many people who like to do things that are out of place. Sometimes I think about it, how can there be so many right and wrong in this world, most of them are just out of time."

The seriously injured Princess Xunyang was lying on the bed in the inner room, and when she heard Shen Zhu's soft voice, she closed her eyes, and a tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eyes.

There was a sudden rumbling of thunder in the sky, Shen Zhu picked up an oil-paper umbrella and smiled at Murong Yun: "Going for a walk in the city?

Murong Yunheng shook his head: "I don't look like a ghost or a ghost, so I won't go."

Shen Zhu's heart moved slightly, and he didn't say much. He put on the rooting human skin mask prepared by Baimiansheng, picked up his umbrella, put on a hat, and said goodbye. After he went out, he didn't bump into anyone who was going to buy wine, probably because everyone saw the weather was bad and went home in a hurry.

The wind suddenly picked up, Shen Zhu turned his head and glanced at the dilapidated wine shivering in the wind, he sighed softly, "Are people not ghosts or ghosts? The world only knows that there is an evil demon Murong Sect in Liuli Mountain, but they don't know him. It was for Murong Yunheng, who was wearing a purple robe and fell into the devil's way."

In the tavern in the city, Shen Zhu ordered a few light dishes and a pot of wine, and sat quietly beside a table. The restaurant is not big or small, and the decoration is simple. On a chair in the middle sits a pair of grandparents, the grandfather tells a book, and the granddaughter plays the pipa.

Shen Zhu looked at the delicate woman. He had a little impression of this woman. She was a busker in the Green Orchid Tower in Jinling City.

Jerky and difficult, but with an ancient style, he must have learned art from a master, and because of his poor talent, he is unknown in the Green Orchid Building. Now Shen Zhu hears that her pipa is not as jerky as it was a few years ago, and the simplicity and vigor in it are more and more prominent, but it is getting better.

However, Shen Zhu didn't care about her pipa. He turned the wine glass gently in his hand and sighed at the depth of Xiao Yanning's layout, and concluded that this pipa girl was also Xiao Yanning's layout. Otherwise, she is a weak girl, and she will never be able to get to places like Tongchuan. That Green Orchid Building is a place where Xiao Yanning often goes. Now that think about it, it should be Xiao Yanning's den for the killer spy.

He took a sip of wine, but when he heard that the old man of the book paused, swallowed, squeezed his beard, shook his head and said, "Everyone listening, the talk of the gods and ghosts that I said earlier, Quan should be regarded as an appetizer for you, Now the book will continue with the previous article, and continue to talk about that big Liang counselor, Shen Yanbing!"

Shen Zhu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the storyteller to mention himself. He couldn't help but stare at the old man, but he didn't notice anything unusual. Yesterday, it was said that Lord Shen married a Fengyue woman, then what? How could that woman have the ability to turn Lord Shen's mansion upside down?"

Shen Zhu had a headache, he suddenly realized what Xiao Yanning was doing, and secretly thought about the bad things he had ordered to promote himself among the people, for fear that he had no good intentions.

The old man was not in a hurry to speak. He picked up a glass of water from the case and drank it slowly. All the listeners knew that this was going to be a reward. The copper plate fell into the bowl in front of the old man. , The old man coughed a few times and sat up straight.

"Speaking of that girl named Rao Tu, she was born beautiful and romantic, and Shen Zhu was a good-natured son of the blood. , is a modest gentleman. But he recklessly married a Fengyue woman, and naturally met with many objections. First of all, those great scholars who abide by the etiquette and rules of the Imperial College could not tolerate it. Horrible words..."

Shen Zhu looked out the window, it was raining, and people walked through the street with oil-paper umbrellas. His thoughts went back to that day, when he stood in the imperial study room and faced the Confucian scholars in the Imperial College and said, "I, Shen Zhu, want to marry that woman. If this official uniform is not allowed, then I will take it off; , then pick it up."

He suddenly regretted it. If he had confirmed her identity at that time, wouldn't things have gotten to such a troublesome situation now?

The old man was still talking in detail, and Shen Zhu listened to it for a while, but it was all about the details. Although there were some added ingredients, he didn't fake anything. It's not like he thought at the beginning, making up some market rumors to ruin his reputation, the praise seems to be more.

He said in his heart, "Xiao Yanning, are you trying to build momentum for me?" Then he shook his head and said with a smile, "Aren't you so kind?" The bottle of wine was empty, he got up and was about to leave, but saw outside the door. A few armored guards rushed in, and the leader cut off the woman's lute with a spear.

The leading guard looked at the pipa girl, and a pair of small mung bean eyes shot a lewd look, "Little lady, do you think the emperor is far away when you arrange the events of Jinling Imperial City here? Or is it that you climb the bed yourself with great skills, and there is someone behind you?"

When everyone saw the guards, they were afraid that Chi Yu would be harmed, so they put down the food and money and ran away in a hurry. Some good-hearted people felt a little pity for the weak woman who played the pipa, but they did not dare to defend her.

The Pipa woman was pale, as if she was frightened. The old storyteller stepped forward and cupped his hands, "Masters, the villain is just here to make some money..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, he was pushed away by the guard and fell to the ground, "Fuck you, you dare to tell a joke about things over Jinling, you are too fat?"

Shen Zhu had already raised his voice, but he sat down slowly again, his face was calm and expressionless. He looked around for a week, but saw a young man in a cloth shirt sitting at the west window of the tavern, and his profile was also very familiar.

It wasn't someone else, it was Nangong Yiwu, the only grandson of the old scholar Nangong Rumu in Guozijian. Shen Zhu was imprisoned a few years ago, and the entire Guozijian dared not speak out against the new emperor Xiao Yanlie's brutal methods. Only the old scholar Nangong Rumu was bitterly admonishing, and even blood spattered in the courtroom to admonish his death.

Xiao Yanlie dispatched more than 50 people from Nangong Rumu's family to this place in Sichuan and Shu, and the old man died less than half a year after he came. Before dying, he faced Jinling and scolded the new emperor, and he couldn't rest his eyes.

Shen Zhu knew all these things, and now he was not surprised to see Nangong Yiwu in Tongchuan, but guilt came to his heart. It was he who was sorry for the cultivation of Mr. Nangong.

Mr. Wuming, whom he met during his study tour, and Nangong Rumu, whom he met later on his official career, Shen Zhu can only repay the kindness of these people with his current strategies. The world is in chaos. A dead person is a person.

The old man was kicked on the ground and stomped on both feet. The girl stepped forward and stopped in front of the fierce guards, "You...you hurt innocent people, do you still have Wang Fa?"

The guard laughed and burst into tears, "Wang Fa? In this Tongchuan City, the King of Shu is Wang Fa!" He stepped forward and grabbed the Pipa Girl's skirt and pulled it outward. The Pipa Girl's snow-white breasts Immediately exposed to the public.

She screamed, covered her chest, and cried, "Did the King of Shu tell you to oppress the commoners? Isn't the middle of Shu not the territory of Daliang, but the land of barbarians!"

The guard grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her to a clearing. He unbuttoned his belt and said with a smile, "You're such a eloquent bitch, now Grandpa, I'll let you know what a barbarian is!"

He took off his trousers to reveal the filth, and was about to deceive the pipa girl. The guard next to him whispered, "Boss! There are two more people here!"

The head of the guard said, "Huh?" He raised his eyes to look at Shen Zhu, who had a calm face, and then at Nangong Yiwu, who was actually smiling. He raised his spear and pointed at Gong Yiwu, the guide, "Boy! You're not so tired of living, are you?"

Nangong Yiwu quickly waved his hand and said: "No other meaning, you continue with yours, I'll take a look at the live erotic palace."

The guard was furious and slammed down with a spear, Nangong Yiwu gently turned to the side, as if being overturned by the spear, and rolled around on the ground, just beside the Pipa woman. He took off his clothes and put them on her, and said with a smile: "Miss, although it's summer, it's raining outside, so it's not good to catch a cold."

The guard was secretly startled, knowing that this was a tricky guy, he waved to the guards and shouted, "Caught me, boy, I told you to show off, Lord let you taste fresh urine today."

Nangong Yiwu smiled, "It's just you?"

Shen Zhu watched coldly from the sidelines. Although he was not proficient in martial arts, he could understand a thing or two. He knew that Nangong Yiwu today is definitely not comparable to three years ago.

Nangong Yiwu grabbed a bench, knocked the guards down in the blink of an eye, and turned to the shop assistant hiding behind the counter: "Little Er! Bring some ropes here!"

The shop assistant dared to come forward, he was afraid to hide behind and did not dare to come out.

Nangong Yiwu looked at Shen Zhu, "This son?"

Wearing a human skin mask, Shen Zhu was confident that Nangong Yiwu would not recognize him. Hearing this, he shook his head slightly: "There are no ropes below."

Nangong Yiwu sighed and shouted, "The shopkeeper! Believe it or not, my lord, I set your shop on fire?"

The shopkeeper behind the curtain threw a bundle of rope out from behind the curtain with a hoot, and shouted, "Young master, please do it, let's go first!"

Nangong Yiwu snorted, "It's not over, don't hurry." He tied several people with ropes, took a few bowls from the table, and stuffed them into the hands of the bruised-nose guards, "How many of you? Give me a pee, and wait for your boss to drink. Whoever urinates a lot will go first, and if there is no pee, it’s okay to poop. In short, serve this lord to eat and drink, do you understand?”

The leader of the guards, who was tied up with five flowers, called out a few times, but his mouth was gagged and he couldn't say a word.

Nangong Yiwu picked up a spear and pointed at a trembling guard, "You start first."

The guard was so frightened that his legs trembled, "Back... Back to the uncle, the little one just finished urinating, there really isn't..."

"Oh, no." Nangong Yiwu nodded, a spear pierced his forehead, blood came out, the man screamed, and he was out of breath on the spot!

The remaining few people were hardly scared to death. This time they really urinated, and they all flowed down the legs of their trousers. For a while, the inn had a stinky smell.

Nangong Yiwu spat and scolded, "It's not too late to pick it up."

One by one, they quickly picked up the bowls to pick up the urine. Nangong Yiwu covered his nose and pointed at the bowl of yellow soup that had the most.

The leader of the guard was pale, and the little guard tremblingly took off the smelly shoes stuffed in his mouth, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and poured the yellow soup down.

Nangong Yiwu pointed the spear at the head of the guard leader, "Don't spit, just drink it for me."

The leader of the guards is bloodless and only knows how to bully the weak and the weak. Now that he has seen this madman's killing methods with his own eyes, how dare he resist the slightest bit. He drank the bowl of yellow soup honestly, and retched after drinking it.

Nangong Yiwu smiled, "Does it taste good?"

The leader of the guards nodded, "Okay... it's delicious."

Nangong Yiwu laughed and waved to the little guard who was urinating, "Master, I will do what I say, you can go."

When the remaining guards saw it, they rushed up to urinate and splashed the guard leader's face. Nangong Yiwu frowned, pointed his spear down, pointed at the filth under him and sneered: "You like taking off your pants so much, you thought there were some rare objects hidden under your crotch, it turned out to be an earthworm."

The guard wanted to cry without tears, and nodded his head as if pounding garlic.

"Okay, I'll spare your life. But since it's an earthworm, it doesn't matter if you have it or not."

Shen Zhu got up and walked outside the door, standing on the corridor, watching the heavy rain. There was a heart-piercing scream from the house, followed by Nangong Yiwu's savage smile: "Go back and tell you my lord, my surname is Nangong, and tell him to come and see me!"

Several little guards rolled out of the tavern, followed by the pair of grandparents and grandchildren. Shen Zhu looked at the woman's slender back. He knew that this woman's kung fu might not be the same as that of the girl called Shan Gui before. under.

This woman deliberately forbears, it seems that this storm, someone secretly planned. He whispered: "Do you want the King of Shu to lose the hearts of the people?"

Nangong Yiwu also came out, shook his robe and said with disgust, "Foul!"

"Since you know the filth, you don't come out quickly." Shen Zhu said slowly without looking at him.

Nangong Yiwu smiled, "I thought you looked a lot like an old friend before, but now you sound like your voice. Do you know what's going on?"

"If Old Master Nangong sees you like this, he will probably be very pleased." Shen Zhu said.

The expression on Nangong Yiwu's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He sighed, "Grandpa thinks that I am an unworthy descendant until I die, and I have no great prospects."

Shen Zhu shook his head, "Your kung fu was secretly taught by the masters. You are very good at the Mojia mechanic. This is also the secret layout of the master. You didn't like reading since you were a child. It's actually the result of your grandpa's subtle influence.

His words were like a shock to the sky, Nangong Yiwu was stunned for a while, and smiled in disbelief: "This...how is this possible?"

"I had a long talk with my husband, and he told me. In fact, my husband is not pedantic at all, and he is even very prescient at many times. He knows that it is a dead end for me to stay in Jinling, and he also knows that if you become a scholar, it is better to become a Mo family. The giants are more able to help this troubled world when the world is in great chaos."

Nangong Yiwu was completely stunned.

Shen Zhu looked at the rain curtain and sighed, "It's really a heavy rain."

The sound of horses' hooves rushing resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a group of cavalry came in the rain and surrounded the tavern. Shen Zhu sneered and said, "The king of Shu's cavalry is all used to oppress the people."

A soft sedan came slowly and stopped in front of the tavern. Xiao Yanzhong, the king of Shu, who was wearing Shu brocade and satin, raised the curtain in the soft sedan chair and said with a smile, "Who am I, it turns out to be a bereaved dog."

Nangong Yiwu chuckled, "I'm a lost dog, what are you, little prince, a watchdog? I don't think your family doesn't look very well, I'm afraid you'll only be in a den."

Xiao Yanzhong was no longer the skinny young man who was kicked out by Xiao Yanning in the tavern. He was less youthful and childish, and more sinister and vicious. He slowly said inside the car curtain: "I'll give you something later."

The cavalrymen behind the sedan chair dismounted in unison, pulled out the long knife around his waist and chopped at Nangong Yiwu. Nangong Yiwu fought with the cavalry, the rain was hazy, and the blood was long.

Shen Zhu stood calmly under the porch, and he suddenly smiled, "So, that's how the cavalry in Xishu is used?"

Xiao Yanzhong raised his eyebrows and said sullenly, "What are you?"

Shen Zhu didn't answer his words, but sighed: "Cavalry, you should get into battle on horseback and kill the enemy."

"Oh?" Xiao Yanzhong said with a sneer, "Aren't you teaching me how to use soldiers?"

Shen Zhu didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, just said: "Do you know why Shen Zhu chose you to come to this place in Sichuan? Because you are the most useless."

Xiao Yanzhong was furious when he heard this, and jumped out of the curtain, a long sword pointed straight at Shen Zhu's neck. Nangong Yiwu, who was fighting with the cavalry, threw a long sword and smashed the long sword in Xiao Yanzhong's hand.

A man in a hood and wearing a hat floated down from the eaves and pushed Xiao Yanzhong onto the porch. He did not look at Shen Zhu, but faced Nangong Yiwu, his voice hoarse and unpleasant: "Little thing, I think you don't want to live. already."

Nangong Yiwu kicked the last cavalry, and his clothes were stained with blood. He smiled and looked at the man in the minion, "Of course I want to live, but... I want to kill more today, sir."

In the rain curtain, murderous intentions suddenly spread.

Another group of cavalry came hurriedly. Xiao Yanzhong looked at the leader of the cavalry lying on the horse's back, and said coldly, "What about the woman who let you rape and kill?"

The cavalry leader rolled down from the horse, his face as white as a piece of paper, and he was out of breath.

A crisp voice came from the rain, "I think you dare!"

Shen Zhu changed color slightly, only to see a person riding a horse in the rain, the rain wet her crimson shirt, and the raindrops on her hair rolled down against her forehead, blurring her peach blossom eyes.

Everyone's eyes are bright, this is undoubtedly a beautiful woman.

Shen Zhu frowned, Rao Tu.

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