Zhou Ze paused, and Old Xu subconsciously blocked Zhou Ze. I don’t know if it was because of the other party’s guard’s aura or the difference in this person, Old Xu was already on his face.

Zhou Ze smiled and patted Lao Xu's arm.

"It's okay."

Old Xu glanced at Zhou Ze and then stepped back. Zhou Ze bowed slightly to the person, still putting his hand on Xiaobai's body.

He called himself Mr. Tang when he came up. Obviously, this person has been paying attention to everything on his side. Now he turns around and leaves. I am afraid it will be detrimental to the Hejiang Chamber of Commerce, and Zhou Ze is really curious about this person.

I am a copycat, and there is nothing to avoid. I have five thousand years of knowledge, but this person can write ten outstanding poems at will. Such ability is not something to brag.

"I wonder what this young master is called?"

"I am not allowed to have your surname Ni."

Zhou Ze leaned toward the side and stretched out his hand.

"Please, Mr. Ni!"

Mr. Ni was not polite and took his entourage downstairs with Zhou Ze.

There are still noisy noises in Wenxiang Pavilion. One is because the poems are constantly rushing to copy them. Some people want to find the poetic poet Tang tonight, and they all want to know where Tang is?

Of course, some people who had shops at home started to inquire about the woman's underwear and drinks, and the crowds were crowded for a while.

After leaving Wenxiang Pavilion, not far away is Zuixianlou that you have been to during the day. Young Master Ni raised his hand and pointed at Zuixianlou and said:

"What a pity. I'm not drunk with peach blossoms. Can we go there and talk about it?"

Zhou Ze waved his hand to Old Xu. Old Xu understood Zhou Ze's meaning, turned around and went back for a moment, and then came back with four and eight bottles of peach blossoms.

Young Master Ni didn't ask much, he raised his head and smiled and walked towards Zuixianlou first.

The two went upstairs and found a private room by the window to sit down. Xiaobai and Zhou Ze naturally did not let go. After all, Xiaobai and Lao Xu were there, so it was too late to run away if there was anything.

Mr. Ni was even more open-minded. None of the guards followed him upstairs. Old Xu put down the peach blossoms and the servant also brought some food. Zhou Ze waved his hand to Old Xu.

"You order some food and find a place to eat on the second floor. I'll talk to Mr. Ni!"

Old Xu took a look, nodded and left.

Mr. Ni looked at Zhou Ze, opened a bottle of peach blossoms and sniffed it under his nose.

"It seems that Mr. Tang is also a person who loves wine, otherwise he would not have made such a fragrant peach blossom intoxication."

Zhou Ze waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Tang is not good at drinking, but he just likes drinking and writing poems. The sour and rotten atmosphere is a bit heavy."

Mr. Ni shook his head, seemingly disagreeing with Zhou Ze's words.

"No, Mr. Tang is a man with a broad mind. He can see through the poem. He has unknown talents, but is depressed and unsuccessful, and has worries about serving the country and the people, and has the tenderness of being a man of kindness. He is a person of temperament."

Xiaobai moved his body and inserted his head into Zhou Ze's armpit. He seemed to not like listening to such conversations. Zhou Ze rubbed Xiaobai's butt and sootheed him.

Actually, this person is right. This is the state of mind reflected in the poem, but it is very different from Zhou Ze's state of mind at this moment.

"It was just a whim. I didn't expect that there were many things. Writing poetry is different from being a person. Perhaps when you boat on the lake, you will experience the hard work of the lotus picker, and you will also see the charm of the singing girl on the bow. The different perspectives of the world you see, and the different colors of the natural colors of the world are not written about my own mood."

Mr. Ni was a little surprised and his hand holding the wine cup also paused.

"What a different state of mind has given Ni a new insight. Just now, Ni was a little presumptuous and looked at Mr. Tang's direction while watching the song and dance.

I found that although Mr. Tang looked at the stage, Xin did not look at everyone on the stage, but was enjoying such a lively scene. Ni felt that you were happy and not in it.

Just like a person outside the world, he has already traveled to the fairyland, and for a moment, Ni can feel your loneliness, the feeling that it does not belong to this world of all living beings."

Zhou Ze was stunned. This person observed the details in detail, but he didn't expect to discover such details. The show was directed by himself, so naturally there was less novelty. What he paid more attention to was everyone's feelings.

As for the last sentence, Zhou Ze felt a little chilled on his back.

Does he know something?

Or do you think of those old masters? Just divinate and calculate your birth date and horoscope to know some fate?

Zhou Ze pondered for a moment and laughed. What can he calculate?

The original owner of this body had long died, and there were such time travelers who had tried it before, and they all died in constant cycles. If you could tell at a glance, Old Xu's master was also the best among people, and could you not see his own differences?

His mind suddenly became clear, and Zhou Ze's eyes at Mr. Ni became firmer.

"Brother Ni's words are full of Zen. Tang is dull and does not feel these things. However, Tang once saw a cliff carving, and there are three thousand worlds in a grain of sand!

At first I found it funny, but when I think about it carefully, this is true. Everyone sees different worlds. Naturally, each has its own world and their own insights.

If you can survive in the world, you either cannot find your own cognition or agree with the cognition of most people. If everyone is the same, you will not have different destinies and different experiences."

Mr. Ni looked at Zhou Ze and looked a little hot, and he clinked his glasses with Zhou Ze over wine.

"Young Master Tang's unique insights have opened my eyes. It's not a waste of this trip to Jingzhou today!"

Zhou Ze drank it all in one go. The wine was sweet and mellow, with the fragrance of peach blossoms. Drinking it slowly was indeed a pleasure, but his alcoholism was not very good, and he shook his head and smiled with a drunkenness.

"To be fair, Brother Ni's poems are good, but your poems lack some fireworks. You can feel that Brother Ni is from an extraordinary background. Although he may have experienced many setbacks and hardships, the people have experienced noisy atmosphere of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the poems are more noble."

Young Master Ni was stunned and his eyes narrowed instantly.

Looking at Zhou Ze who was drunk, he slowly let go of his hand and raised his hand to pat Zhou Ze on the shoulder.

Just a light pat, Zhou Ze almost fell down, and turned his head and frowned at Mr. Ni.

"Brother Ni has such a great force!"

"Hahaha, it's because you're too weak. It's an honor to know Mr. Tang today."

Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at this person.

"I don't know what Brother Ni does? Judging from your accent, it seems that he is not from Jingzhou?"

Mr. Ni nodded.

"My name is Ni Fan, Xingliu. Some people like to call me Ni Liulang, a person from the capital, come here to travel. After all, I just won the battle, so I want to see what changes have happened in the southern border.

If Brother Tang wants to contact me in the future, he can leave a letter at the Helu Bookstore in Jingzhou. Naturally, someone will deliver the letter to me. By the way, Brother Tang is an aide in the Ningwang Mansion?"

Zhou Ze waved his hand, hugged Xiaobai in his arms tightly, and smiled, his cheeks were already very red at this time.

"I'm just a idle playboy. I just like this fun, what kind of staff are you?"

"However, the poetry meeting in Wenxiang Pavilion seems to be organized by Mr. Tang. Is this a playboy?"

Zhou Ze approached Ni Fan a little, blocked his hand against his lips and deliberately lowered some of the sound.

"I'm wrong. This is not to make a poetry show, but to sell wine. There are some novel things. I didn't see the woman's underwear. If Brother Ni likes it, I can give you some. The name Tang is hanging here, so you can contact me."

Ni Fan raised his head and laughed, letting go of Zhou Ze's shoulders.

"Brother Tang's preferences are indeed extraordinary. Ni is eye-opening. It seems that you are not as good as alcohol. Today, Ni takes the lead. I hope we can see you again in the future.

Huahua world has its own positions. I hope Brother Tang can find his own position and one day he can show his ambitions."

Zhou Ze stood up swayingly and bowed to Ni Fan who was about to leave.

"It is said that every flower is a world, a tree is a floating life, a sand is a paradise, a pure land, a smile is a world of fate, a thought is a tranquility.

I am just a vulgar person, my ambitions are too far and illusory, so I'd better immerse myself in my world and be happy.

But I hope that I can have the opportunity to drink and talk to Brother Ni and write poems. Just like today, of course, Brother Ni will treat you to me!"

Ni Fan nodded with a smile, with a little sincerity on his face.

"Goodbye if you are destined to be goodbye. I am really interested in you. Remember to send your good items to Helu Bookstore, and there will be a date later."

As he said that, Ni Fan left, Zhou Ze looked out the window, and several figures gradually disappeared into the night. He let out a long sigh and patted Xiaobai in his arms.

"Come down, my hands are sore!"

Old Xu flashed and walked in quickly.

“These people have extraordinary identities.”

Zhou Ze nodded and signaled the two to sit down. Xiaobai kept sniffing the seat where Ni Fan had sat and the cups he had used.

"I'm a little familiar, but I don't know what kind of aura it is. I can't remember it for a moment. Can you feel it?"

Lao Xu shook his head.

"These guards are all first-class masters. Like Zhang Zhixiong, they are all fourth-level masters. I am just starting the third-level masters. Who can gather four fourth-level masters as guards around me?"

Zhou Ze exhaled, completely gone from his previous drunkenness, and the blush on his face also dissipated. He took a sip of tea and his face became so serious that it was rare.

"No need to guess, I know who he is."

Xiaobai and Lao Xu were stunned, looked at each other, and then looked at Zhou Ze.

"Who is it?"
Chapter completed!