The fairy is fierce

"You two gentlemen, go slowly and come back often in the future!"

Not long after, Zuo Lingquan walked out of the gate of Xianzhizhai. The proprietress smiled and said goodbye at the door. A lot of things he bought and those that could not be taken were sent to Zuofu by the waiter.

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Zuo Yunting came out for a trip and scraped off such thick oil and water that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears. He took out a folding fan from somewhere and shook it, smiling and saying:

"Ling Quan, what else do you want to buy? I'll take you there."

Zuo Lingquan had already bought something and didn't want to be slaughtered as a fat sheep. He walked around for a long time and wanted to find a place to sit: "Fifth brother, do you want to drink?"

"Nonsense, you can call a man without drinking. Let's go, where are we going?"

Zuo Lingquan looked around and saw that Xinghua Street was not far from Linhefang, so he turned and walked towards Linhefang.

Zuo Yunting was just lazy and lazy, not stupid. On the day he chose his consort, he knew that Zuo Lingquan knew a drunkard from Linhefang. His father also specially sent someone to take care of the black and white in Linhefang to prevent the drunkard from doing anything wrong. This angered Zuo Lingquan, who had a tough temper.

Therefore, Zuo Yunting knew where he was going, and he saw through it without telling him.

The two brothers walked on the street for about two-quarters of an hour before entering the gate of Linhefang.

As the direct son of a third-grade minister, Zuo Yunting was regarded as a top-notch young master in the capital. He would not normally come to Linhe Pier where all three religions and professions were mixed. Now he was quite interested in taking a walk around.

Zuo Lingquan walked slowly and came to the small street near the river. He looked up and saw Tang Jingxun wandering around the wine shop. But before he reached the vicinity, Zuo Yunting beside him said in surprise:

"Hey! Ling Quan, look at that Jianghu man riding a donkey. This appearance is really rare.

Zuo Lingquan looked in the direction pointed by the folding fan, and sure enough he saw a man wearing a bamboo hat and a sword hanging from his waist standing on the bank of the small street. He put his left hand behind his waist and led a black donkey with his right hand, looking at the river. Views from both sides.

Linhefang is a mixed bag of three religions and nine schools, and there are many people in the world. This dress is so common that Zuo Lingquan really didn't notice it just now.

They were not far away from each other. As Zuo Yunting opened his mouth, the Jianghu people over there seemed to hear the sound and turned to look this way.

Zuo Yunting's frivolous words just now were a bit rude. Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan cupped his fists and said:

"I just said something offensive, please forgive me."

Zuo Yunting came from a family of officials, so he naturally understood etiquette. He just thought that the other party couldn't hear him, so when he saw this, he clasped his fists in a dignified manner:

"I'm sorry, your Excellency looks like a master. I was also curious just now."

The Jianghu man was dressed in gray linen clothes and looked gloomy. He glanced at Zuo Lingquan and said in a hoarse voice:

"Meeting someone is fate. Traveling around the world doesn't matter."

Zuo Lingquan smiled heartily, raised his hands and clasped his fists in a salute, then turned and entered the wine shop.

But Zuo Yunting next to him, who was naturally outgoing and familiar, was really interested in the donkey. He walked up to him and looked at it curiously:

"Old strong man, you travel around the world on a donkey, can you really run?"

Jiang Hu Ke smiled and said: "The journey is endless. Sooner or later, we will have to stop one day. It doesn't make any difference whether we go faster or slower."

Zuo Yunting thought about it for a while and thought it was nonsense. He shook his head and said:

"How can this be the same? If you walk faster, you must run farther. Otherwise, why spend a lot of money raising horses? You have to raise donkeys.

Zuo Lingquan stood outside the wine shop. He thought the conversation between the two was quite interesting, so he said:

"Why don't you come in and sit down and talk? I'm treating you to a guest to apologize for my words and deeds just now."

The Jianghu guest was probably bored, so he didn't refuse. He left the donkey where he was and entered the wine shop with Zuo Yunting.

Tang Jingxun naturally saw Zuo Lingquan coming over, with a strange expression on his face. He quietly walked up to him and pulled Zuo Lingquan's sleeve.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan followed Tang Jingxuan to the curtain behind the wine shop and said doubtfully:

"Sister Tang, what's wrong?"

Tang Jingxuan frowned and looked outside:

"Xiao Zuo, that old man just now was very weird. He suddenly came over on a donkey in the morning, sat in a wine shop and drank, and looked at me from time to time..."

Zuo Lingquan was slightly stunned. He didn't feel that the Jianghu guest looked like an old pervert. He frowned and said:

"Looking wrong?"

"No, his words and deeds are very decent, similar to yours, but his eyes are not as soft as yours, which feels weird. It's hard to get rid of him, but you recruited him again... forget it, forget it, You are a visitor, just pay more attention."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, said no more, took out a small box from his sleeve and handed it to Tang Jingxun, then raised the curtain and walked out.

Tang Jingxuan thought about it and subconsciously raised his hand to take it. He didn't realize it until Zuo Lingquan left. He looked down and saw that it was a box of beautifully decorated rouge.

? !

Tang Jingxuan's eyes were focused, and her random thoughts disappeared in an instant. She raised her head hurriedly, and wanted to say something, but when she saw Zuo Lingquan had gone out, she quickly stopped talking, and stamped her feet in embarrassment, not knowing what to say. Where...

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The small streets along the river are filled with the aroma of wine and the bustle of the market is endless.

At the small wine table by the window, the Jianghu guest took off his bamboo hat and put it on the table, revealing his long gray hair tied up. Although his whole body looked gloomy, his eyes with crow's feet were as deep and clear as a cold pool under the moon. , at first glance, he looks like a man who has traveled a lot.

Zuo Lingquan came out from behind the curtain, put a pot of warm wine on the table, sat down opposite, and asked with a smile:

"What's your name?"

The Jianghu guest looked calm and spoke hoarsely:

"Just call me Old Lu. What's your name, my two friends?"

Zuo Yunting sat between the two of them. Perhaps he was tempted by the smell of wine. He picked up the wine pot and poured a bowl for each of the three of them. He said with a smile:

"My name is Zuo Yunting. This is my cousin Lingquan. We are known as the 'Zuo Twin Heroes' in the capital. Looking at the way Old Lu is dressed, he doesn't look like a local. Has he just arrived in the capital?"

Zuo Lingquan listened to Tang Jingyan's words and naturally cared about this. He looked up and observed the other person's expression.

Unfortunately, Old Lu had no expression on his face. He always had a plain smile. After taking a sip of the wine bowl, he said:

"I came from outside. I just arrived this morning."

The Great Dan Dynasty was very closed, with only one pass in the north, so 'outside' generally referred to the north in the Great Dan Dynasty.

Zuo Yunting held the wine bowl and asked curiously:

"Beiya County?"

"It's even further outside."

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised when he heard this. Going north from Beiya County, it's outside the Great Wall.

The Great Dan Dynasty is closed but self-sufficient. There are only a few merchants from outside the Great Wall. It's too rare for a man from the outside to come to the capital.

Zuo Lingquan thought secretly and asked:

"Is Mr. Lu a cultivator?"

Old Lu swung the wine bowl and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"Do you think I look like one?"

Zuo Lingquan thought about it - cultivators cultivate themselves all year round. As long as they have a little cultivation, they will look different, mainly reflected in their spirit. The most intuitive example is Wu Qingwan, who is the same age as Jiang Yi's mother, but looks more tender than a girl of 16 years old.

The old man in front of him looked old and half-dead, and he really didn't look like a cultivator. Even if he was a cultivator, he probably didn't have a high level of cultivation and was about to die...

Zuo Lingquan thought so in his heart, and before he could respond, Zuo Yunting next to him smiled and spoke first:

"Looks like, judging from the appearance of Mr. Lu, he is a top master who hides in the city. Well... Among the cultivators, he should be called 'Old Monster of the Immortal Sect' or 'Old Ancestor of the Immortal Family', I heard the storyteller talk about it. If he is a serious person in the martial arts world, who would lead a donkey around? Only a master would do such a thing to gain fame, right, Old Lu? Hahaha..."

After saying that, he raised his hand and patted Old Lu on the shoulder...