The Beacon of Kyushu

Xichuan, Rongzhou.

Rongzhou is an ancient city, an ancient city that stands in the southwest and has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain. But what really makes this place famous is neither its ancient age nor the dangerous terrain, but its famous mountains, sea of ​​bamboos and fine wine.

In the early morning, the first ray of dawn appeared in the sky. Before the sleeping earth had completely woken up, Wan Jianfeng had already rode a fast horse to Yunlian Gate in the southwest of Rongzhou. He reined in his mount under the city gate, stretched, took a breath, and then laughed and said: "Hahaha, I have been here for three days and three nights in order to get to Rongzhou as early as possible and taste Yao Zi's snow music, which is famous all over the world. I can't sleep anymore. If the taste is not as good as the legend says, I will smash his wine jar and burn down his shop!" After saying this, he slapped the horse hard on the butt and rushed in like a flying bird! Rongzhou.

As the saying goes, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, not to mention the famous Yao Zi Xuequ, which is originally opened on Nancui Street, the busiest street in the city. Naturally, there are as many guests coming and going every day as crucian carp crossing the river. However, it was still early and many drinkers had not yet come to the door, so it seemed a bit deserted.

Soon, Wan Jianfeng found this famous wine shop, and before he could get off his horse, he smelled the exciting aroma of wine. He lifted his nose and sniffed deeply a few times, his eyes suddenly lit up, and saliva almost flowed down the corners of his mouth. He was so excited that when he turned over to dismount, his body became a little unruly and he accidentally fell off the horse.

Several drinkers sitting in the wine shop couldn't help laughing when they saw Wan Jianfeng in such a mess. When Wan Jianfeng heard them laughing at him, not only was he not annoyed at all, but he also laughed, "Hahaha, I heard that a thousand years ago there was a man named Hui who had his arm broken in order to obtain Buddhist teachings. Today, this young hero In order to drink good wine, I made a mistake on horseback. It’s not unfair, it’s not unfair!”

An old man came over at this moment, looked at Wan Jianfeng who was still crawling on the ground, and said in a strong Xichuan dialect: "Guawazi, stand up quickly, don't fight with me. I think you are a scapegoat." , I guess you don’t have the money to drink at my place, so why not try another wine shop?”

Wan Jianfeng climbed up from the ground with a smile, dusted off the dust on his body, took out a small piece of silver smaller than a soybean grain from his arms, and handed it to the old man's hand, "Uncle, you can take this piece of silver. The young hero has no money, just give me a few more coins!"

The old man padded the small amount of money in his hand displeasedly, curled his lips and said: "You guys who are looking for excuses are just stingy. It's not fun to get an official position at all. You want to give me such a small amount of money and still want change, it's all your sweet dream." Go!”

Wan Jianfeng smiled, took out the handsome stick from his waist, and waved it in front of the old man, "Old man, stop talking about these things, and quickly serve me wine! If you dare to take advantage of me again, I will Young hero, I will tell everyone who is asking for trouble around here to come to your store to fight against Qiu Feng, and you will have to pay all the money!"

The old man snorted, wiped the silver handed by Wan Jianfeng with his sleeve, put it casually into his sleeve, and reluctantly went to the kitchen to serve the wine. Wan Jianfeng had always been looked down upon by others since he was a child, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He sat down at the empty table next to him and waited patiently for the wine to be served.

After a long time, the old man came over slowly, carrying a rather small wine bottle. He put the wine bottle on the table in front of Wan Jianfeng, didn't bother to say a word, turned around and went behind the counter to settle accounts.

"Old guy, it's not like I didn't give you money, why are you looking down on others like this? The one who pissed me off won't be as good for you!" Wan Jianfeng muttered in his mouth. As he spoke, he brought the wine bottle to his nose and sniffed vigorously, still with a smile on his lips.

Wan Jianfeng smelled it for a long time and was about to take a sip when he suddenly heard the loud voices of two men outside the wine shop. They spoke in authentic Xichuan dialect, with a lot of spring codes mixed in, and even Wan Jianfeng didn't quite understand them for a while.

"Performing the piano, I heard that King Yongjia will send two royal officials pretending to be brothers-in-law to come to Xichuan where we are performing the piano in the next few days. I'm afraid he hasn't woken up and we are in Xichuan, so who do you want to listen to!"

"However, King Yongjia is both a cold person and a carefree person. He is not a big deal in today's world. We have to play the piano with his grandson, and we will not be happy in the future. "

"I heard that these two grandsons of Eagle Claws came to our Xichuan to win a fan who is as good as Jin Fuliu. Even though he is too old and thin, he is also a weakling, but he is very powerful. It is said that he has beaten all the people in our alliance. Mr. Yao is all young!”

"No, but I heard that this fan is not the most powerful one. The most powerful one is undoubtedly the gnawed Jiandou beside him. It's a pity that she is a prostitute. If she is a prostitute, I will have to spend more. Boss Chu, have a good time with her for a few days!" Wan Jianfeng glanced sideways at the two men and saw that one of them was tall and tall, carrying a machete with a fine steel handle, and the other was thin and withered, with a knife on his waist. Zhu Emei is not a well-known figure in the world, so he couldn't help but laugh secretly, "Hahaha, you two still want to kill me and share the joy with the little witch, bah! You are like this, even if you are reincarnated ten times. , you are not even qualified to carry my shoes!"

When the shopkeeper saw the two people entering the store, he hurriedly squeezed out a smile that was as sincere and sincere as it was disgusting, and trotted over to greet them, "Two guests, you have just returned from Cuiping Mountain. Come down? I wonder what you want to use in the shop today?”

The tall man said: "I want to drink. If I don't drink, I will never leave!"

The short and thin man smiled and said, "Not only do I want to drink, but I also want to play with my pointy head! I heard that your granddaughter is chewing hard, so call her out quickly and let me have some fun with you!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly handed over his hands and apologized, saying: "Good man, Xiao Lao'er's granddaughter Pan'er Niancui has been going to her grinder for the past two days, and she really can't accompany you. If you insist on playing with pointed tips, Xiao Lao'er I’ll go and buy you some Kuguo to eat, do you think that’s okay?”

The short and thin man glared and said angrily: "Old coffin boy, if I hadn't heard that your granddaughter was biting, could I have asked your granddaughter to accompany me to drink? But you want to take a few thousand people to ride on, and ten thousand people to press the fruit? Come and fool me, be careful I make you fall in love!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately trembled with fear and kept cupping his hands: "You two good men, I beg you, please let my granddaughter go. She is a descendant and cannot be a Kuguo! As long as you two can You are so noble, if you come to the store again, the store will not take any money from you!"

The short and thin man seemed to be a little tempted by the conditions he offered, but the tall man suddenly became angry, grabbed the shopkeeper by the collar, and said angrily: "Old guy, what do you mean, as long as we show your favor, you will not take anything from us in the future? Don't we show our favor? , you still dare to control whether we have to beat the leader when playing the piano!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly shook his head and said: "I don't dare, I am so poor that I can't let these two good men ask for money! It's just my granddaughter..."

The short and thin man was displeased and said: "Since you don't dare to ask us for money for playing the piano, then you can fool people by taking any penny and call me your granddaughter!"

The shopkeeper was so anxious that sweat broke out on his temples, and beads of sweat streaked across his old face, which made people feel inexplicably distressed. "Good man, please, don't..."

The short and thin man didn't wait for him to finish his words, and slapped him hard on the face, "Old man, stop talking about useless things. Today you have satisfied my request and everything is easy to talk about. If you dare to refuse, I will make you a favor." !”

The shopkeeper's knees weakened, and he wanted to kneel down for the two of them, but suddenly he heard a ruffian voice not far away, saying: "Damn it, where did these two lynx beasts come from to disturb this young hero's wine?" Sex! If you dare to say one more thing, I will send you back to the west!"

The short and thin man followed the sound and saw that the person speaking was Wan Jianfeng. He couldn't help but be startled, "This old man, do you know our harpist? You might as well repay 10,000 yuan to save the flood from flooding the Dragon King Temple."

When Wan Jianfeng heard what he said, he couldn't help but snicker in his heart, "Hahaha, it seems that the nicknames of these two guys must be related to bobcats and wild beasts. Otherwise, why would they not be annoyed and say such ridiculous things? Come?"

The tall man clasped his fists and said: "This old man, here is Wu Ti, the mountain rhinoceros, and my Paiqin is Lu Li, the night civet cat. Do you dare to give me your surname?" (End of Chapter)