Huainan Road, Yuezhou City.

It is built near Dongting Lake. The first floor of the city is more than ten feet high. From it, you can overlook the vast misty waves of Dongting Lake. It is called Yueyang Tower.

Its south gate is Zhanyue Gate. Zhanyue Gate was originally called Yingxun Gate. In ancient times, literati and elegant scholars gathered here. "The building is not called a reporter unless it has written words, and the written words cannot be written unless they are written by great talents and great ministers."

Said, it has a long history. The inscriptions on it are words mentioned by the great Confucian Min Xing of the previous dynasty.

"The mist is vast, and the mountains and islands stand out."

A young beggar was lying on a tree. His tattered clothes were covered with patches, and they were obviously mended over and over again. His body looked lean, but under the clothes he had perfect muscle lines, which were extremely explosive.

His disheveled hair was tied up with a piece of coarse cloth, but his face was extremely clean, his eyes were unusually clear, and his appearance was handsome and comely, with a hint of ruffianism.

"It's so boring. I want to drink when I'm bored. If only someone could invite me to drink now."

A young beggar was lying on a tree. It was early summer, and the buzzing of insects on the tree was endless and extremely noisy. He waved his hands to drive away the mosquitoes among the branches. The branches swayed, but his figure remained as steady as a rock.

Wei Zigeng led the mule to the gate of Yuezhou City, raised his head and looked into the distance.

"It's really majestic and majestic, and it lives up to the vastness of the mist."

Just when the young beggar was about to take a good nap in the tree to pass the boring afternoon time, this voice happened to reach his ears. The beggar rubbed his eyes, squinted, and looked for the sound with an irritated look on his face.

Under the tree was a young man holding a knife, holding a black mule in his hand, looking at the towering city wall in the distance with a surprised face.

"Hello, friend, are you from another country?"

The young man under the tree also looked for a voice. The two looked at each other and were stunned for a moment. Wei Zigeng said with a smile:

"It's our first time meeting you. I'm a little disturbed. I'm Wei Zigeng."

This polite move made the beggar feel a little dazed. He jumped down in front of Wei Zigeng, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled mischievously.

On this day, Fulong Palace sent out this year's invitations to the martial arts world, searching for martial arts masters from all over the world. The martial arts world that had been silent for a year once again set off a bloody storm.

On this day, still outside the chaos of the world, the two young men met outside Yuezhou City.

A shocking young man meets in a stormy world.

"You are obviously carrying a knife, but what's with this bookish attitude? You have the same moral character as my boring brother."

Wei Zigeng did not comment on this. He did not have any disgust at the arrogant tone of the young beggar in front of him, and even felt a sense of intimacy.

Very similar to Su Qier.

Wei Zigeng replied with a smile:

"I've just arrived in Guibao. I wonder if I could help me get acquainted with Yuezhou City? I'll treat you to a drink."

The beggar, who was originally in low spirits, immediately became interested when he heard that he was being offered a drink. He put away his sly smile and patted Wei Zigeng on the shoulder.

"Wei...what is Wei?"

"I'm Wei Zigeng." The young man said with a smile.

"Oh, in short, you have found the right person. Who is more familiar with Yuezhou City than me? That little brother, I am the only one who has shit like a scorpion, Wei... Wei or something..."

"I'm Wei Zigeng." The young man said with a smile again.

"Okay, but Wei...Wei and so on, we have agreed that you have to treat me to a drink."

Wei Zigeng stopped explaining and stretched his hand forward, signaling the beggar named Xu Yue to go first. The latter followed his example and extended his hand forward. In this way, Wei Zigeng led the mule and followed the beggar into Yuezhou City.

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The towering city wall has guards standing on both sides of the city gate. Behind the female wall are the guards patrolling the city. They all carry knives and spears, and their expressions are restrained. You can tell at a glance that they are well-trained.

There is a poem by the ancients that says: "The moon sets on the embankment, and the girl's wall is perched on the embankment."

The notice board under the city wall posted the wanted order posted by the local government and the governor's notice calling on the local gentry to donate money and grain to jointly eliminate the bandits.

Wei Zigeng stepped forward to look at the bulletin board curiously, and asked Xu Yue beside him with some doubts.

"Brother, is there a banditry in Yuezhou?"

Xu Yue stopped when he heard this, pointed to a mountain in the southwest and said:

"Isn't that right? The name of that mountain is Heiyun Mountain. There is a group of bandits stationed in the mountain. They used to go down the mountain to deal with the people. They would kill the uncooperative men and take the uncooperative women back. In short, they would commit all kinds of evil and suffer terribly.

Yan Na."

Xu Yue talked while sitting and making various gestures.

"The former governor was of no use and he retired and returned to his hometown. However, Master Wu who came after him was really a capable man. He trained soldiers and resisted mountain bandits, and he was quite famous among the people."

After listening to Xu Yue's narration, Wei Zigeng nodded, and after an interrogation by the city gate soldiers, the two entered the gate.

Entering through the Zhanyue Gate, a magnificent atmosphere comes into view. Different from the graceful and rich appearance of Yuzhou City, Yuezhou City is like a chivalrous girl from a poor family who prefers to be armed. The wide main city road is enough to have a horse.

After passing by, the sounds of hawking were heard one after another along the street, and there were all kinds of department stores and inns. Now looking from the city gate, I saw a tall building standing in the city. The afternoon light reflected on the glazed gold tiles, making it dignified and solemn.

This is the Yueyang Tower. At that time, together with the Tengwang Pavilion, the Stork Tower and the Yellow Crane Tower, it was known as the Four Great Ming Towers in Jiuzhou. However, the Stork Tower collapsed suddenly, leaving only ruins. The emperor and son of the Tengwang Pavilion returned to the west, and the building was empty. Yellow Crane

The tower ceased to exist in a battle between immortals, and the Yellow Crane was gone forever. Today, only the Yueyang Tower still stands. As for the Yuyu Tower, it was originally the cave-heaven magic weapon among the seven magic weapons, so it is not included in the comparison.

Following Xu Yue into the city, Wei Zigeng raised his head and looked around along the way, while Xu Yue greeted everyone he met, and from then on showed his connections in Yuezhou City in front of Wei Zigeng.

"Uncle Erliang, you are drinking! Leave a sip of wine for me, and I will drink with you later!"

"Sister-in-law, this is a friend I just met. I don't want to take him around the city."

When those people saw Xu Yue, they had a look of disdain on their faces, as if they felt like they were slandering themselves if they said another word to him.

Xu Yue ignored this at all and remained cheerful, smiling as he introduced the customs and customs of the city to Wei Zigeng beside him.

Wei Zigeng smiled and said nothing. Everyone has his own way of life, just live your life well.

"In our Yuezhou City, if you don't care about money and just want good food, then the Yueyang Tower is definitely the first place. The wine in it is all brought from Yuren Winery in Yuzhou City. You can buy it every time when the spring comes.

It’s a full seven taels of silver, and the amber light is a good wine that has a price but no market, tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

Hearing the loud sighs, Wei Zigeng's expression was slightly stagnant, and he thought to himself.

"Welcoming the Spring Festival, the first bottle of aged wine is good, but it only costs three taels. Although Guangzhou Brewing Minglou Amber Light is very expensive, most wealthy people can still afford it. It is an exaggeration to say that it is expensive but not marketable."

Seeing his expression, Xu Yue became even more convinced that this was a young man who came from the countryside. He learned from the knights who traveled around with swords and daggers in the rivers and lakes, and then secretly pulled out the mule from home. He was very concerned about this.

The boy with the eyes felt some sense of intimacy inexplicably.

"Oh, they are all children from poor families."

After going around in circles, Xu Yue took Wei Zigeng to a wine shop in the city. They found a seat at the door and sat down. Xu Yue skillfully picked up a pair of chopsticks and tapped them twice on the wooden table.

"Waiter, serve the wine."

In the wine shop, a thin man with a sword and a white towel, wearing gray coarse linen clothes, walked out with a flattering smile.

"Come on, sir, do you want something to eat or drink? Our store has... eh?"

"What are you doing here?"
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