These days, the business of Yuren Winery is as good as fire cooking oil. Countless gentry and nobles from Jianghuai and Huaihe come here just to buy a jar of Guangzhou Minglou brewed by winemaker Chen Xanyu.

What is also famous far and wide is the poem written by Zhou Ying, the only daughter of the Zhou family, to accompany wine.

Jianghuai and Jianghuai are prosperous, and there are many people who are willing to spend seven taels of silver to taste this "alley full of amber light".

It’s a strange season, a strange city in Yuzhou, how can there be a strange person missing at this time?

For example, during this period, merchants and common people could see such a person almost every day.

His bandaged right arm hung around his neck, and his left leg was fixed with a splint. He walked with a limp, and his face was always bruised and bruised, but he still used his only normal arm to carry a

When the jug goes to Jade Man Winery to drink, he always has an expression on his face that he needs to be beaten.

If they didn't know that this man was the direct son of Liu Rui, the governor of Liu, perhaps people would be more willing to believe that he was an alcoholic who was addicted to alcohol.

But at this moment, Liu Huaiyi was holding a wine flask, leaning against the wall of Jade Wine House, and sneakily stretched his head to look at the Jianghu Inn next door.

"Hey, Huaiyi, you've been very diligent these past two days. You came to Auntie Xin's place to buy wine in person."

The young master who was drinking was squinting his eyes with a look of longing. When Chen Xianyu shouted out suddenly, he almost lost his grip on the wine bottle, turned around and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Hey, Auntie, it's bad for Guyu. You see, I brought fresh toon and rice from the house specially and delivered them to you personally, Auntie."

With that said, the embarrassed young man in Chinese clothes handed the paper package to Chen Xianyu with his other hand that was still intact, and the latter accepted it happily with a smile.

"Well, you guys have not forgotten how kind Auntie is to you, but I would like to advise you not to have any evil intentions. That sister is not something that a playboy like you can covet."

After filling the wine, the young master put the cork in, looked towards the direction of the inn, and said, "Aunt Xin, what do you say?"

Chen Xianyu glared at him, turned her head and twisted her plump and attractive waist.

"Go back quickly, don't think about evil things, I will accept the things this time, and I won't be polite next time."

The young master looked at Chen Xianyu's back with confusion on his face, but his heart was filled with that magnificent red color.

Wei Xian had a close relationship with the governor's office. When the two of them were drinking and drunk, Liu Rui, the governor of Yuzhou, wanted to marry Wei Xian. Wei Ziqing stood up suddenly and was about to refuse when he heard that Liu Huaiyi, the governor's son, refused.

He said something salty:

"The chest is not firm, the buttocks are not curved, and the child is ridiculous."

One sentence made Liu Rui on the side sober up. Wei Ziqing's gums creaked with anger. Wei Zigeng even wanted to lift the table and say anyone, but not her sister or her dead mother. But Wei Xian remained calm and composed.

, there is still that elusive smile on his face.

"Since Mr. Ling is unwilling and my daughter also has objections, Mr. Liu will treat this matter as a boring chat at the wine table."

That night, Liu Rui, who regarded his legitimate son as a tribute to his little ancestor, slapped him with ten dogmas. His wife tried his best to stop him, but she thought that if the marriage could come true, he would be able to win over a first-class martial artist, and his position as governor would be certain.

He was able to go smoothly, but the dead governor banned him for half a decade.

Half a month later, the dandy Liu Gongzi came out of the house and found that the words he had teased about Wei Ziqing had spread to the streets, which made him dare not set foot in the east of the city for the past three years.

After leaving Jade Winery, Mr. Liu walked along the corner, carrying a lame leg to the door of Jianghu Inn, and peeked into the inn, just to catch a glimpse of her beauty.

"Hey, why are you sneaking around? Looking for a beating!"

He was agitated again, and just as he was about to turn around and curse, there were two people behind him. One of them was carrying a long black knife, and the other was carrying a long gray cloth bag. They had sharp eyes and were not easy to talk to.

"Um, hehe, it's Miss Ziqing. I haven't come to see you and the big shopkeeper for many years. I didn't come to have a drink so I wanted to come and see you."

Young Master Liu Huaiyi lifted the wine bottle in his hand and told them that he was really here to buy wine.

The two of them were doubtful and looked at Liu Huaiyi who was stammering and had a rat-headed and rat-brained voice. They didn't pay much attention. At this time, a man in red clothes and high ponytail walked out. When he saw the Wei Zigeng brother and sister, Yan Xin smiled and touched them.

Their heads.

"Are you going out? I haven't had a good chat with my aunt these days. I know you are busy, but don't tire yourself out."

The brother and sister nodded and walked towards the city gate. Before leaving, Wei Ziqing gave the young master a fierce look.

In fact, Liu Huaiyi is seven or eight years older than them, so they all look like younger brothers and sisters.

"My Excellency, Liu Huaiyi, this girl looks very familiar. I wonder if we have met somewhere before?"

Yan Xin was stunned for a moment, then understood, and the corner of his mouth raised a breathtaking arc.

"Your tricks are too young for me. I don't want the other arm and leg anymore?!"

After saying that, he walked towards the city, leaving only the young master with a beautiful back view.

"Ah, Beauty's Beauty is so charming, but at least she didn't hit me today. I still have a good impression of this young master."

Thinking of this, Liu Huaiyi laughed again.

If a woman can make a man so careless and even think that hitting her is because of the woman's good impression of her, then this man is either obsessed with sex or deeply affectionate.

Such men and women are not uncommon in today's world.

These days, Liu Huaiyi always secretly came to Jianghu Inn while drinking, thinking of chatting up a few words, but what he got in exchange was a severe beating. After returning home, the Liu family's mistress saw her precious son acting like this

When asked why he was like this, Liu Huaiyi just smiled and turned a deaf ear to his mother's words.

For this reason, the entire governor's office was in a state of panic. When asked about Fatty Liu, who was always inseparable from Liu Huaiyi, the latter was very tight-lipped about the matter. We couldn't say that "the young master was beaten up by the sister-in-law of the shopkeeper of Jianghu Inn because he flirted with her." If that's the case

He said that what he would get in exchange would be another beating from his master.

Not long after, Yan Xin came to the door of Yuyu Tower and knocked on the door. A monk in white opened the door from the inside. Yan Xin handed over the iron plate. The monk took a look at it, bowed and invited her to come.

Come in.

"Nvxia Yan, I wonder why you are here?"

Facing the monk in white's calm, mirror-like tone, Yan Xin said:

"I want to see Lord True Lord."

The monk in white was calm and showed no emotion, and then said: "Please wait here."

The monk walked into the darkness and disappeared. Within a quarter of an hour, the scene in the hall suddenly changed. The surrounding scenery rotated and changed rapidly. After the change stopped, she appeared in an empty room with only a chessboard in front of the wooden window and

Young man reclining on the seat.

The sun shines on the young man's face. He is wearing white clothes and a white jade hairpin, holding a sunspot in his hand. He has a handsome face and cold eyes. He is looking at the chessboard in front of him indifferently. Apart from that, nothing else can move his face.

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The real talkers in Jianghuai and Jianghuai are Immortal Yuyulou, True Lord Taixuan, and Lin Zhumao.

"Meet the true king."

Yan Xin bowed, but his tone did not mean any respect.

"Is there a problem?"

Taixuan Zhenjun didn't look at her and just said lightly.

"Junior, I have something to ask, Lord Zhenjun, to clear up my confusion."

"oh?"

The young immortal turned his head slightly and looked at the woman who was bowing at the door from the corner of his eye. He seemed to have remembered something and said:

"Yan Rong's three souls couldn't be recalled?"

After hearing this, Yan Xin took three disrespectful steps forward, bowed again and asked:

"This is exactly the matter. Please clarify it, Zhenjun."

In the past two years, Yan Xin has traveled to countless monks' monasteries around the world with his butcher knife, and even tried to find Daodelin to ask the ancestors of the literary saints for help, but in the end his work was in vain.

After arriving at Yuzhou City, he saw that Wei Xian had summoned the 123 wronged souls from Prince Yan's Mansion through the spirit of the ghost tree and the incense he had obtained from the Yuyu Tower. Only then did he know the method.

Without seeing any movement from the young man, a barrier forcibly pushed Yan Xin to the position where she was standing before. Even if she used all her strength, she could not compete with it.

"If it weren't for the sake of the old man, Literary Saint, you wouldn't even be able to see me, not even Wei Xian! Just stand there and say it. Mo Yan's exaggeration will disturb the elegance of me playing chess with my friends."

The young man was still staring at the chessboard, and the black piece in his hand had not fallen.

Yan Xin had no choice but to stand at the door angrily and said:

"Since Lord Zhenjun already knows why I am here, I hope Lord Zhenjun can point out a clear path and tell me where my sister is."

The young true monarch twisted the chess pieces and looked at the chessboard, as if talking to himself or to Yan Xin who was standing aside.

"Is the Old Literary Sage still engraving monuments in the Merit Forest? He vowed to engrave all moral articles in the world so that students all over the world will no longer have to worry about not having books. Such a saint, the descendants he has designated to inherit the Taoist tradition should have the luck of being lucky.

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These words hit Yan Xindu's heart like a bolt from the blue. Her beautiful eyes widened, her body froze in place, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Back off."

Taixuan Zhenjun Lin Zhumao waved his hand that was twisting the black spots, and Yan Xin felt that the surrounding scenery changed again, and she returned to the first floor, where she could not see her fingers in the darkness.

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for clarifying my doubts. I am very grateful to you!"

Yan Xin turned around, opened the door, and left Yuyu Tower.

On the top floor, the young True Lord slammed the chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard with a "pop" sound, and took away the three white pieces on the chessboard again.

"The old guy surnamed Su, with the support of the literary saint, I have a small victory first."

Next to Shuangjun Lake, under the old willow tree.
To be continued...