Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 125

However, on that day, Prince Zhu Jiu, who loves poetry, calligraphy and literature, was returning from the Wenhui. The Wenhui was funded and hosted by the imperial court. Excellent people come to fill the vacancies of middle and lower officials in the imperial court, but they don't want those scholars' articles to be beautiful, but their artistic conception is not enough, without any new ideas. Disappointed, Dang even got up to say goodbye and left, arriving at the highest Zuixian tower in the city.

It is not known how many hundreds of years this Zuixian Tower is, but the name is derived from an incident 30 years ago. Li Bai, the poetry and wine sword fairy, once got drunk here, wrote poems and drank wine, and finally Hurry up, I finally wrote the three big characters of "Zuixianlou" in my own handwriting, and the owner of the restaurant immediately replaced the century-old signboard and changed this building into "Zuixianlou".

The Zuixian Tower immediately became famous because of this, and the Zuixian Wine in the Zuixian Tower was good, and it immediately became one of the best places in Song Dynasty.

Prince Zhu Jiu came to this building and was about to drink when he suddenly saw a young man in ragged clothes staggering in.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he put his wine gourd on the seat and said: "Little Er, come, let's make a gourd of wine."

The little one was careless, and he didn't go up to greet the buddy in his hand until he was done with his work. The man was not angry, but just said: "My little brother kept me waiting for a long time, hiccup, come on, it's best to give me a gourd." drunk fairy wine."

The little one smiled and said, "Mr. Cao, the jade pendant you had in our shop a few days ago has been sold, and you still need ten taels of silver from the small shop. If you don't pay it back today, how can the little one dare to call you?" Wine."

Although his words were polite, there was always a trace of disdain, but Cao Zhi smiled, took out the sword from his waist with a drunken face and said, "Come on, this sword is called Yitian, and it is a sword in the world. Waiting for a magical weapon, I will use it in your shop today, come, make wine, make the best drunk wine. Hahahahaha."

That Zhujiu looked interesting, he was an honest person, although he saw that the man was wild and addicted to alcohol, and he was wearing a sword, at first glance, he must be a martial arts practitioner. If he is a martial arts practitioner, if he relies on his own strength With force and the sharpness of the sword, how could this Zuixianlou offend him, but he didn't want that person to be a jade first, and then a sword, and he was not prepared to act violently at all. But he didn't see any anger, and at a glance, he was a man with a big heart.

What kind of people make what kind of friends, when Zhu Jiu saw Cao Zhi, he felt happy in his heart, and immediately said: "How can a pot of wine be used as a sword? Come on, Xiaoer, Ben. I have a piece of wine here. Gold, you go and exchange it for wine, let me drink with this brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Zhi smiled and said, "Okay, okay, someone invites you to drink, Xiao Er, return the sword."

As soon as the words fell, the sword in the little second hand disappeared in his hand and returned to Cao Zhi's hand.

Cao Zhi came to Zhu Jiu's table with unsteady steps, threw the sword in his hand in front of him and said, "Come on, buy me a drink, and I'll give you a sword, and we're settled. "

After all, she sat across from him without any pretentiousness, picked up the jug and poured it into her mouth.

After a while, the little girl brought several altars of drunken wine one after another. Seeing that the dishes and drinks were all ready, Zhu Jiu raised his glass to invite him. Cao Zhi was having a good time drinking, and Zhu Daoqing came to toast. He never refused to come, and poured everything into his mouth, while inviting Zhu Jiu frequently.

Zhu Jiunai is a mortal, and after drinking a lot, he only feels drunk and his eyes are blurred, but Cao Zhi laughed and sang: "The world is infinite, how can yin and yang depend on each other, how can there be happiness without poetry and wine."

Zhu Jiu fell drunk on the table when he heard it, and when he woke up, he couldn't see Cao Zhi's figure again.

He held Cao Zhi's sword in his hand in a daze, and immediately ordered his guards to look for Cao Zhi for him. The search lasted for a month. He went to the drunken fairy tower to guard every day, but he never saw Cao Zhi's return.

Later, he came up with a way to hold a literary meeting in the palace, and at the same time announced that the imperial wine brought by the nine princes from the palace would be used to drink with the guests during the literary meeting.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of literati and poets were attracted in the end. This banquet lasted from morning to noon, and Cao Zhi came here slowly.

Zhu Jiu, who finally waited for the great talent and confidant in his mind, immediately left many scholars and went to receive Cao Zhi.

He also took out many poems written by these literati for Cao Zhi to appreciate, but he didn't want Cao Zhi to read it, but he laughed, and scolded happily, causing the scholars to be furious.

But Cao Zhi said angrily again: "Quack noise." But he stopped talking, turned around and was about to leave.

Immediately Zhu Jiu became very anxious, pulled him back, and said, "Mister, why are you upset? Just wait a moment, Zhu Jiu will just throw them out."

For some reason, Zhu Jiu actually drove away all the guests just because of Cao Zhi alone, but Cao Zhi laughed and said: "There are not many friends, but sincerity is the most important thing. The Ninth Prince is rich and noble, and there are many rock-climbing attendees." , Of course, there are few who share weal and woe.”

Zhu Jiu nodded in agreement, but he didn't think so in his heart, but he liked Cao Zhi's talent very much, so he tolerated it in many ways.Not yet he drove away all the guests.

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Cao Zhi smiled and said, "Don't talk about anything else, just drink and drink."

Zhu Jiu also smiled, and didn't say much, and the two drank and chanted poems again.

Cao Zhi, who has become a poet in seven steps, has the best talent in the world. He was persecuted by his elder brother in one of the heavens and ten thousand worlds, and finally escaped by feigning death, traveling around the world, and thus realized the way of poetry, wine and swordsmanship. Over time, he broke through Beyond the realm, ascended to this side of the world.

When he achieved the Immortal Physique, his already old appearance suddenly changed back to the young man he is now. He is a person who has seen through the world's glory, so naturally he doesn't pay much attention to those fame and fortune. Zhu Jiu hit it off with him, invited him to drink, held a reception for him, and finally drove away all the guests for him. It can be said that he has deep affection, so how can he refuse Zhu Jiu again.

So at Zhu Jiu's invitation, Cao Zhi officially became one of his staff members. The two of them spent most of their weekdays in camping and having fun, and they were extremely happy.

When the catastrophe came, Cao Zhi, who had experienced a scheming battle for the throne, was keenly aware of the problem immediately, and finally he made a suggestion to Zhu Jiu very experiencedly, and at the same time made up his mind, if Zhu Jiu does not Hearing this, he left immediately, and no longer interfered with Zhu Jiu's affairs.

(End of this chapter)