After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

No one knows what Li Chenan and Yan Tuozi talked about that day at the Yuelai Inn in Linshui City.

Because even Amu and the others were sent out by Li Chenan.

In the pavilion in the backyard of Yuelai Inn, there were only two people, Yan Tuozi and Li Chenan.

The two drank a pot of tea, and the cigarette tuozi filled his cigarette three times!

An hour later, Li Chenan said goodbye to Yan Tuozi.

When he walked out of the backyard, Qiu Balou took a closer look. Li Chenan's expression was as usual, nothing strange at all.

Yan Tuozi escorted Li Chenan to the door.

Li Chenan said a few more words to him in a serious tone:

“Find someone loyal and spend some time cultivating him.”

"Leave this Yuelai Inn to him, and come to Kyoto next autumn!"

Yan Tuozi bowed and said:

"I know, little man... take care, young master!"

"Well, try less. Your teeth are already in bad shape. There are many delicious foods in Kyoto. If you don't have teeth, you can only look at them."

Yan Tuozi laughed, revealing his blackened rotten teeth:

"That dish needs to be stewed a little. Dao Scar Liu from Yuelai Inn in Jade City, Kyoto... If the young master sees him, please ask the young master to ask him a word on behalf of the villain."

"What?"

"Just ask him... are you okay in Kyoto?"

Li Chenan was stunned: "That's it?"

Yan Tuozi bowed, "Yes, that's it!"

"……it is good!"

"It's already noon, the young master still has an appointment, let's go to Zhiweixuan!"

"Farewell!"

"Master, walk slowly!"

The five people got on the carriage, and Yan Tuozi watched the three carriages leave.

He lit another pot of cigarettes. In the thick smoke, his old eyes turned a little red, whether from the smoke or other reasons.

It wasn't until the three carriages disappeared around the corner of the street that he slowly turned around and walked into Yuelai Inn.

Standing in front of the counter, he suddenly shouted upstairs:

"The twelfth lunar month...!"

"Come down!"

A boy of seventeen or eighteen lazily walked downstairs, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Old man, there are no guests here, what do you call me?!"

Yan Tuozi glared at the young man:

"From now on, this inn..."

Yan Tuozi looked around at the familiar inn and took another deep drag on his cigarette. The young man also glared at Yan Tuozi:

"Tell you to stop smoking!"

"You'll die faster if you smoke like this!"

"Didn't you agree that you would watch me marry my wife?"

Yan Tuozi grinned, maybe he choked on the puff of cigarette, and he coughed violently.

The young man named Lu Yue came over quickly, and while giving Yan Tuozi a beating on his back, he complained with great distress:

"You're coughing more and more now!"

"Dr. Zhang, didn't I tell you a long time ago that if you can stop smoking as soon as possible, your cough will be more severe in winter at most..."

"You keep coughing day and night. Didn't you think that it would disturb me and your future granddaughter-in-law from doing errands at night?"

"Didn't you always want to take care of your great-grandson?"

"With your body and bones, when I become my biological son, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold him!"

Yan Tuozi stopped coughing, raised his head, and looked at the twelfth moon with his old eyes.

"Twelve months, haven't you always wanted to be the manager of this inn?"

Lu Yue was startled, "Didn't you say you would guard this inn until death?"

The cigarette hunchback held the cigarette rod, but the hand that wanted to take out the shredded tobacco still didn't reach out.

He walked up to the counter and said:

"I'm getting old...suddenly I don't want to keep it anymore."

"From now on, you will be responsible for taking care of this inn."

"This stool behind the counter... you liked to climb on it when you were a child. Now it's your turn to sit on it."

"Come here, you sit behind the counter. You look more like a shopkeeper than me, old man."

The twelfth lunar month has not passed.

The eyes he looked at Yan Tuozi were full of doubts.

Because he was adopted by Yan Tuozi since he was a child and grew up in this inn, he knows that this inn is not only his home, but also Yan Tuozi's home!

Today, the old man suddenly said something like this...

Is he leaving this home?

still is……

"Old man, tell me, have your former enemies come to your door?" Yan Tuozi grinned, "I don't have any enemies. My enemies... are all dead long ago."

Lu Yue was even more confused and asked extremely seriously:

"Could it be that you know that you won't live long?"

"Why do I feel like you are talking about your future affairs in these words?"

Yan Tuozi finally put his hand into the cigarette bag.

He took a handful of cut tobacco, carefully stuffed it into the smoke pot, blew on the stick, lit the cut tobacco in the pot, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long line of smoke.

This time the twelfth month did not stop.

Yan Tuozi then said:

"It can be regarded as an explanation of the funeral arrangements, but I am not about to die."

"Why is that? Have you found a lover?"

Yan Tuozi glanced at La Yue and said, "I want to go out for a walk."

"...Where can I go for a walk now that I'm old? What if I die outside?"

Yan Tuozi took another breath, and the smoke slowly floated out from his mouth and nose.

"I have lived a lifetime and wandered in the rivers and lakes for ten or twenty years... I have stayed at the Yuelai Inn in Linshui City for nearly twenty years."

"Humans, their whole lives last for fifty or sixty years."

"As for you, you have grown up too. With your kid's brains, it is not difficult to find a wife... If you find it difficult, there is a bag of money under the bed."

"Throw money at her!"

"Ten taels are not enough to smash a hundred taels!"

"One hundred taels is not enough to smash a thousand taels!"

"There are very few women in this world who can't be knocked unconscious by hitting them with money!"

"Of course, don't forget to practice martial arts."

"Don't forget to run the Yuelai Inn well!"

"I'm leaving. You are now the manager of this inn. Remember what I said to you before... don't have any objections!"

"If you guard this inn... you will guard your wealth for the rest of your life!"

After Yan Tuozi said this, he took a thin account book from a drawer under the counter and stuffed it into his arms.

He walked out again with a hunched back. He didn't go upstairs to pack his things, but just walked towards the door.

La Yue looked at Yan Tuozi's short back in great surprise, her doubts growing in her mind, but she didn't ask.

Because he knew the old man had a story.

Those stories have been hidden in the old man's heart for so many years, and they may have fermented and turned into wine.

The old man left here to take a look outside... probably to see his old friends and drink the last few bottles of wine with them.

His eyes gradually became a little red.

But there was a smile on his lips.

"Old man!"

"Ok?"

"How much money did you spend on your first woman?"

Yan Tuozi's feet froze, and he pondered for three breaths.

"I was beaten by a woman!"

La Yue laughed loudly, "Your back is broken? How much money does that cost?"

Yan Tuozi stepped out of the door with one foot, and the sun shone on his face.

La Yue did not see the painful look on Yan Tuozi's face.

He only heard the last words Yan Tuozi left for him -

"Talking about money not only hurts your feelings, but also your body. Learn from me, young master... there is still true love in the world that has nothing to do with money!"

Lu Yue curled her lips and thought about the young master...

Master, can anyone learn it?

There is only one Poet Immortal, how many women in the world are willing to support him?

Then there is the regent of Ningguo, the future emperor of Ningguo... As long as those women are not stupid, I am afraid they are willing to have a romantic love affair with the young master.

By the way, the young master is in Linshui City.

"Old man...have you gone to see the young master?"

Yan Tuozi waved his hand with his back to the twelfth month.

He just carried his back and walked under the autumn sun, and walked to Lao Lin's wine shop in Linshui City, drank a bottle of wine with Lao Lin, and then left.

Lao Lin also left the wine shop he had guarded for more than ten years.

He was driving a carriage, and in the carriage sat a smoky hunchback.

The two left Linshui City just like that.

But it's not heading to Kyoto. (End of chapter)