Taiping Inn

Since the court rehabilitated Zhang Suqing, the attitudes of local gentry have changed. They are no longer ashamed of their wits. They are all full of righteous indignation and often lament that the empress dowager is in chaos and destroys his own pillars. Read М

The Zhang family's ancestral home, which had been abandoned for a long time, was renovated again. As the only male member of the Zhang family, Zhang Baizhou lived here after he helped the spirits back home. No matter what, Zhang Suqing is a member of the Confucian sect. For Zhang Suqing's sake, the Confucian sect did not make things difficult for this junior.

On that day, Zhang Baizhou was practicing sword at home, and suddenly heard the sound of knocking outside the door. He put the long sword in his hand into the sheath and went to open the door.

Now there are no servants in the Zhang family's ancestral home. Zhang Baizhou has to do everything himself. He simply lives in the front yard and he can hear it as soon as possible if someone visits him.

After Zhang Baizhou opened the door and saw the person coming, he was stunned: "Sir... Why are you here?"

The person coming was Li Xuandu.

But Zhang Baizhou felt something was wrong. In his impression, after Li Xuandu became "Mr. Qingping", he was somewhat similar to his uncle back then. He was very kind and did not speak harshly. He could be called cunning. The Li Xuan in front of him had a cold face, without a smile, and always gave people the feeling of drawing a sword when he had a disagreement, just like the Purple House Sword Immortal many years ago.

Zhang Baizhou even suspected that Li Xuan was not pretending to be someone else, but when he saw the immortal sword that could not be fake, he had no doubts.

Zhang Baizhou let Li Xuandu into the mansion and welcomed him into the main hall. He was about to cook water and tea when he saw Li Xuandu slamming his hand: "No need to worry."

Zhang Baizhou responded and asked, "Sir, is there anything wrong with me?"

"I'm not your teacher, what's your name?" Li Xuan frowned.

Zhang Baizhou was stunned and hesitated: "Brother Li...Brother?"

Li Xuandu asked, "Where is Bai Yue's cemetery?"

Zhang Baizhou was secretly surprised in his heart. When Li Xuan was helping the spirits back home, he followed him all the way. How could he not remember the location of the cemetery? But he still asked, "Brother Li is going to worship?"

Li Xuan said "um" softly.

Zhang Baizhou stood up and said, "I'll go with my elder brother."

The two left the Zhang family's ancestral home and came to the Zhang family's tomb. Because Zhang Baizhou had just sorted it out from the inside out not long ago, there was no sign of dilapidation, neat and well organized.

Zhang Baizhou led Li Xuandu to three adjacent tombs, namely Zhang Suqing and his wife and Zhang Baiyue, and not far away was Zhang Baigui's family of three.

Li Xuan was silent when he looked at the letters on the tombstone.

Zhang Baizhou didn't say anything, but just stayed by his side quietly.

After a moment, Li Xuandu whispered: "Bai Zhou, I want to be alone later."

Zhang Baizhou responded and left the tomb field.

Not far from the tomb field, there are several houses where the gatekeeper lives. Zhang Baizhou came here to wait for Li Xuandu. He only felt that Li Xuan was strange everywhere today, as if he had become another person, as if he had responded to what the old people often said, and he was getting back to life.

In fact, after the initial stage of breathing, Zhang Baizhou still recognized Mr. Qingping Li Xuandu, who helped him revenge. It was not that he hated the Purple House Sword Immortal in the past, but he suddenly understood many things and wanted to do it. Things are always unavoidable and compromised. It is difficult to solve the problem with blind passion, so he began to learn to restrain his sharpness and not reveal himself until necessary.

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The edge.

Zhang Baizhou shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. He looked at the sky outside. It was still early, so he simply started to practice qi cross-legged and circulate the world. Anyway, there are people from immortality here, so he is not afraid of anyone disturbing him.

Before he knew it, Zhang Baizhou entered a state of both things and me, and turned a blind eye to everything outside, without knowing the passage of time.

When Zhang Baizhou woke up, he felt that there was no discomfort on his body, but there were stars outside. He thought to himself that something was wrong and hurriedly got up to find Li Xuandu. But when he returned to the tomb, he found that Li Xuan was gone. It was just that the offerings placed in front of the tomb showed that the previous events were not a big dream.

Zhang Baizhou looked around and saw that the night was dark and there was no trace of half a figure.

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It is mid-March now. In the past month, the weather has become warmer. It is said that the apricot blossoms are drizzling. But for some reason, it rained heavily today. Although it was not as good as the summer rain, it had a strong momentum and was not seen at all. It means to become smaller.

With such heavy rain, wind and waves suddenly broke out on Yunmengze, and many pedestrians who were rushing to the Taoyuan Ferry were blocked by the heavy rain and could not set off.

Although there are several inns at Taoyuan Ferry, there are endless people coming and going. Within half a day, they were already full of accommodation, and later merchants had nowhere to stay.

The largest inn at the Ferry is "Taiping Inn". It has been opened recently, but anyone with discerning eyes knows that it is Taiping Sect who has made its business in Xiangzhou. Taiping Inn is famous for its wealth, large area and large rooms, so merchants who cannot find a store are coming, so it is even more crowded. Whether it is a single-family yard, a single room, or a large shop, it is all full of people. But even so, the remaining thirty people were still unreserved and had to sit around the lobby.

It was raining heavily outside the door, dark clouds were covered with it, and the inside of the house became wet. It seems that most of the guests will not be able to make a move tomorrow, and the eyebrows and hearts are filled with sorrow.

The sky was getting darker, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier. A woman outside could only hear her voice saying, "Shopkeeper, a single-family yard."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "This lady is really sorry. The shop is already full of living, and I really can't make any room."

The woman said again, "It's okay if you don't have a yard,"

The shopkeeper said, "I'm really sorry, the guests are really full of guests today."

The woman's tone was not very good, and she scolded, "What kind of store are you opening? Can't you ask someone to give in? Just give you more money."

At this moment, another woman exhorted, "Uncle Master, why bother with him? Or we will continue to rush."

"No, I want to drink." said the previous woman.

As he said that, he rushed into the hall.

When everyone saw this woman, their eyes suddenly lit up. They saw that she was over thirty years old, with a beautiful face, black hair, wearing a white dress, and her clothes were quite luxurious. Behind the young woman was a young woman, wearing a white gauze robe, with flowing cloud sleeves and black hair like a waterfall. She was simply tied up by a white ribbon on the side of the hair end, but she was dressed as an unmarried woman. His expression was quiet, as if he was a woman's figure walking out of the painting.

The merchants were frightened by the momentum of these two people. The people who were talking stopped and stared at them blankly.

The guy came forward and bowed and smiled, "Grandma, this lady, look, these guests can't find the guest room. If the two of them are not wronged, just sit here for a while, maybe they might be able to sit here for a while. very

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The rain is about to stop. ”

The young woman was very impatient, but seeing the scene was also true, she frowned and said nothing.

The young woman whispered, "Uncle Master, don't you want to drink? Just drink here."

The young woman thought about it and said reluctantly: "Okay."

There was no need for two people to give up an empty table.

The young woman sat down directly, while the young woman said thanking: "Thank you."

Shortly after the two sat down, the shop brought a jar of Shanghaohuadiao and two big sea bowls that had not yet been opened.

The beautiful young woman directly slapped off the mud seal of the wine jar, poured herself a bowl, and looked at the young woman. The young woman didn't drink, so she shook her head.

The young woman didn't force herself, and picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one go. Unexpectedly, the young woman had a very generous amount of alcohol. After drinking one bowl after another, there was no blush on her face, which was admirable.

Judging from their dress, they should be disciples of Xuannv Sect. When they heard their names, they were from two generations, one was the uncle and the other was the nephew.

Soon, the guests' eyes moved away from the two women and began to chat with each other.

A man said, "Have you heard that? Not long ago, someone picked Guiyun Villa and burned Guiyun Villa to white ground."

"I heard it." Someone interrogated, "not only was Guiyun Villa burned to white ground, but even the owner, Mr. Wangchen and his wife, were killed."

A local merchant said, "Mr. Wangchen is also a powerful man in Yunmengze. There is an ancestral villa built on the bank of Yunmengze, which is Guiyun Villa. The water bandits on Yunmengze are divided into villages and divided into The sphere of influence, robbed and traveled on weekdays, and gained a lot of money. He was afraid that one day he would be eaten by others, so he relied on Mr. Wangchen and paid tribute every year. Over the years, Mr. Wangchen naturally had a great family and a big business. Many gentry and wealthy families were unable to compare with him. A few years ago, Guiyun Villa had been burned once, but Mr. Wangchen was safe and sound. Not long after, Guiyun Villa was rebuilt, but Wangchen did not expect that Wangchen would The sir ended up like this."

This is actually an unwritten rule in the world. Many bandits and others who are not accused of reaching a promise with a master in the world. The thieves pay tribute to this person every year, and the person provides shelter to the thieves. If they encounter a thieves who want to take the thieves, they will make an agreement with a thieves. If a person who comes to gain fame wants this master to come forward to solve the problem, or scare him away, or kill him.

That was the reason why I would rather remember that there were a large number of horse thieves lying across the Western Regions.

When the young woman who was drinking heard this, she stopped slightly and looked at the young woman.

Someone asked in a low voice, "Who is this kind of work?"

The local merchant said, "I heard that it was made by the Sword Immortal of the Purple Mansion."

Both women looked shocked, and the young woman stopped drinking and listened carefully.

A man from northern China with a rough expression said loudly: "Are you telling a joke? Who doesn't know that the Sword Immortal of the Zifu was a pseudonym that Mr. Qingping used in his early years? What is Mr. Qingping's identity now? You may not know, just in February. At the order of Mr. Qingping, the fleet of Qingweizong directly bombarded Bohai Mansion, and the whole city was frightened. If he really wanted to destroy Guiyun Villa, how could he do it himself? Just one sentence would be done."

Local merchant smiled bitterly and said, "This... I don't know much. Maybe someone pretended to be the name of the Sword Immortal of the Purple Mansion."

The beautiful young woman suddenly interrupted and said, "No matter whether it is true or false, that person calls himself the Sword Immortal of the Purple Mansion. Are you sure?"

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