The indescribable Taoist Lord

Zhang Qinghe looked at everyone, and everyone looked at him. His heart tightened a little. In fact, everyone present had no particularly deep bond except Wang Zhixin, but he still felt a little sad in his heart.

Since entering Zhongtian, he felt lonely and helpless, gradually accepted the world, and then found a way to influence the world. When he met Wang Zhixin and others, Zhang Qinghe brought changes to Chang'an. In fact, these people also brought some changes to him. Variety.

Although some of the friendships are superficial, it does not prevent him from being classified as a friend——

He lacks friends, and people who lack friends always have a loose and soft definition of friends.

"Before Qinghe entered Taihaotian, he never thought that he would make friends with you. Instead, he spent his days in a state of confusion, confusion and fear, not knowing the way forward."

"Serious words." Li Yan raised his glass from afar, and Li Yuan'er next to him nodded his neck with a blushing face and listened silently.

——After all, she entered the palace openly and asked to marry her...

Although I have rehearsed it in my mind many times, but... this is too embarrassing.

"It's not an exaggeration to say...

Sometimes Qinghe really feels that he is being pushed away by others, by himself, by the troubles that come to his door, by the burdens on his body, and even by many things that are beyond my control.

But getting along with you is something I can control, and it is exactly what I hope. If you don’t give up, from now on, you will not use the alienating titles of Brother Zhang and Shaolang Zhang. Just say it casually. Qinghe is.

but……"

"but?"

Everyone present was a little confused.

"But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Princess Yuan'er... I don't dare to lose etiquette..."

Zhang Qinghe said jokingly, but in fact, he kept telling himself that Li Yuan'er was just an ordinary tentacle girl. Since the engagement was bound to be broken off in the end, he should treat her like a friend.

As soon as his joke came out, everyone burst into laughter.

None of the people here are very polite, so they knew that Zhang Qinghe was making fun of Li Yan.

"What the hell, Gu...I think you should not only let me match my original name, but also change your name to my brother Yan, so I will also change my name to your brother-in-law!"

Li Yan was not to be outdone. The two blushes on Lingjiu's face spread on the prince's face, contrasting with the peach blossoms in the eyes of the girl beside him.

"Hahahahahahaha, wonderful!"

"good!"

"It's time to change your words, it's time to change your words!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed even more enthusiastically, which made the two people at the time feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Qinghe was shameless. He had known that he would be teased, but Li Yuan'er was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide his neck under the table.

The banquet lasted until evening...

Li Pingan arrived later and saw everyone who was very drunk. He was the weakest in cultivation, so he was immediately overtaken by the smell of the spiritual wine.

The young man's spirit is in the midst of drinking and drinking, and the friendship between the young man is also in the sensuality, talking, laughing and having fun.

Friendship cannot be reflected in competitions, friendship cannot be reflected in lectures, and there is no sharing of hardships in experiences——

Therefore, these people always feel that Zhang Qinghe is always floating in the sky.

However, at the banquet, they were able to meet a living person, so they became flesh and blood, and they got along naturally.

If you want to know whether a person can get along with you, sit with him and eat with him. If you want to know what a person is like inside, drink with him.

This meal of wine was inexplicable, but it was a perfect meeting, and it brought together all the famous people in the Confucian Society. The friendship that was originally just based on interests became deeper.

Liu Dongmei and Meng Qianchen were drunk, one drank wildly and the other drank elegantly.

Duanmu Ci was drunk, Zeng Shen was drunk, and Yan Yuan was drunk. The three of them had smiles on their faces and put aside their trivial matters and sorrows for the time being. They forgot about the recent great changes in Chang'an School and the "funeral days" that they left. Master, forget the chores in your hands.

Li Yan was drunk and was having a great time. Li Yuan'er was a little drunk and had an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, which made Zhang Qinghe avoid him.

Wang Zhixin was not drunk. He looked at Zhang Qinghe, looking deeply, with a sense of analysis.

Zhang Qinghe was not drunk either. He glanced at the people in the venue. It was getting dark, and things were about to change in Taohao. His originally joyful mood suddenly became a little colder.

"They all have admiration for Brother Zhang."

Wang Zhixin added a sentence at the right time, quietly watching Zhang Qinghe sort out his complicated thoughts.

"I know, some of them I have known each other for a long time, and some of them I just got to know during the banquet. Didn't I tell you that you can just call me by my real name? Why does the little saint care about the etiquette in this world?"

"They can shout like this, but they can't be stubborn."

"Hey, it's up to you."

Zhang Qinghe had no idea what to do with Wang Zhixin. He discovered that Wang Zhixin also had some flaws.

"At first, I thought Chang'an School was particularly scary. There were monsters and monsters everywhere I looked.

Later, I discovered that there was someone I could rely on in Chang'an School.

Now... I feel that there is no difference between those who understand the truth and those who do not. They are led by others and we who understand that we are led by others are actually the same.

No matter how alienated the soul is, it still has a human heart. "

"To a conscience?"

"Yes, to your conscience."

Zhang Qinghe sighed, rolled up his sleeves several times, carried them behind his back, and took a few steps out, seemingly heading out the door.

"About to leave?"

"Time is tight. As soon as night falls, I have to go back to Taohao. The day is approaching, and I won't feel at ease if I don't look at the mountain."

Zhang Qinghe looked at Wang Zhixin who was hesitant to speak and said slowly -

"If Mr. Shaobai breaks the barrier, the opportunity will be close. You should be more careful."

Wang Zhixin kept everything in mind silently...but he heard Meng Qianchen behind him staggeringly getting up, smacking his mouth, as if talking in his sleep——

"Brother Zhang... As a disciple of Mr. Shaobai, how can you avoid this drinking order? Just offer one drink and then stop drinking. You can't... you can't..."

Then the man fell heavily, causing a faint snore.

"It's indeed a pity." Zhang Qinghe said with some regret.

"Then I'll make up a poem to make up for my apology... It can be a tie-up for everyone's drinking tonight."

Zhang Qinghe said silently, but no one had the energy to respond to him.

"Zhi Xin, what is the theme of tonight?"

"Chang'an."

"Chang'an..."

Zhang Qinghe frowned slightly, as if thinking, and the scarlet red between his brows was a little more conspicuous. He put on his robe, walked slowly out the door, and said softly -

"The early cherry blossoms bloom on the road in March, and the pickaxe city is overwhelmed with flowers. It is the time when the flowers bloom in Chang'an, and the clothes are about to enter the Taohao sky. There are frequent monsters and dangers, and it is known that evil ghosts are planting peach orchards. Hold a wood-cutting ax by yourself. , cut off the roots and gods."

Before Wang Zhixin could recover, he had finished speaking.

And by the time Zhang Qinghe finished reciting this limerick that didn't fit the ancient rhyme, he had already reached the threshold regardless of whether anyone heard his words.

He turned his head and lightly reminded Wang Zhixin——

"Ping An is weak and the spiritual wine is strong. Give him more clothes."

Then he took a few steps and gradually disappeared into the night of Chang'an City...