Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Zhang Ming in the carriage looked outside, all this was still so familiar.

At the beginning, the Fourth Envoy of Jian'an had his ceremony in this long pavilion, and he and Old Man Huang hid in the tree and eavesdropped on it. Speaking of which, they didn't know what happened to the 'white-robed young general'.

After a while, Zhang Ming vaguely saw the shadow of the tavern.

"Here we are." Monk Nian'an said softly.

The carriage left the official road and stopped at the entrance of the tavern.

Zhang Ming saw a white horse tied to a nearby tree, probably the alcoholic's horse.

Uncle Zhang sat on the steps of the tavern as usual, and Jiang Rou was also in the tavern, and it seemed that nothing had changed since he left for more than a month.

The door of the tavern was open, I think Lei Hu took care of it well and lived up to my trust in him.

Xiao Qi rushed out of the carriage, and the bouncing wine rushed into the tavern.

"Meow!!"

Jiang Rou in the tavern looked at the familiar voice and exclaimed, "Ah, Xiao Qi!"

Xiao Qi didn't pay attention to the little girl, she jumped onto the counter, lay on her familiar position, closed her eyes and fell asleep in a blink of an eye, she was too tired from the journey.

Everyone looked towards the entrance of the tavern, and saw the man in white walking into the tavern.

"Shopkeeper!" Lei Hu shouted.

"The shopkeeper." Jiang Rou got up and said with a smile, "Good morning, the shopkeeper."

Pei Yuan also laughed when he heard the words: "Good morning, shopkeeper!"

"Morning shopkeeper." Brother Stone also said with a smile.

Everyone in the tavern stood up and said hello, it seemed that everyone in the tavern was looking forward to the return of the shopkeeper.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Ming was very relieved that nothing had changed.

"Morning." Zhang Ming replied with a smile.

It seemed that the tavern was too noisy, the skinny old man lying on the table woke up, he opened his eyes drowsily, and looked back.

"I'm back..." the skinny old man said.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, then looked at the skinny old man.

Chapter 270: Don't Talk About Nosy Things

Zhang Ming walked to the skinny old man's desk and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Cough, cough, cough." The skinny old man was about to answer, but he couldn't stop coughing.

Zhang Ming went up to stretch out his hand to relieve him.

The skinny old man flushed from coughing, and finally stopped coughing. He smiled and pointed to himself and asked, "The shopkeeper still recognizes me?"

"How could I forget?" Zhang Ming said.

The skinny old man lowered his head and sighed: "I drank today's wine, I have to go."

Zhang Ming paused and said, "I'll see you off."

Zhang Ming helped the skinny old man out of the tavern, stopping every step of the way, as if he was about to fall down all the time.

Jiang Rou and the others looked at this scene with some doubts.

"This old man knows the shopkeeper?"

"I guess so."

Monk Nian An tied up his horse and happened to walk over. He glanced at the skinny old man, but without saying a word, passed by and walked into the tavern.

Zhang Ming supported him until he walked to the white horse at the door.

"You came here on horseback?" Zhang Ming asked.

The skinny old man smiled wryly and shook his head, "I can't walk with my bones."

"The hero is late?" Zhang Ming joked.

But it is a pity in my heart, the person in front of me has become like this in just a few days, neither human nor ghost, half a foot has stepped into Huangquan Road.

The skinny old man shook his head and smiled, "How can you be considered a hero."

"I'll take you to the horse." Zhang Ming said.

Zhang Ming pulled the skinny old man and sent him onto the white horse.

The skinny old man on the white horse hunched over and said with a sigh of relief: "Come back tomorrow, you have to open the door earlier."

Zhang Ming nodded and replied, "Be careful on the road."

The old man on a white horse set off on his way home.

On the official road, the skinny figure hunched over and gradually disappeared in front of Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming never mentioned the events of the past few days, because he knew that Liang Shurong never cared about these things. He didn't want any land immortals or sword immortals.

Where did he go wrong about Luoxi Mountain?

Where did Li Rong go wrong?

From the beginning to the end, all he wanted was an answer, and what he wanted was for the world to give him an answer. For this reason, he gave up everything and became what he is today.

Zhang Ming turned around and walked towards the tavern. When he passed the steps, he glanced at Uncle Zhang who was sitting on the steps, stopped and asked, "Will you go in for a glass of wine?"

Uncle Zhang raised his head and said, "No."

Seeing that Zhang Bo refused so simply, Zhang Ming didn't ask any more questions, and walked into the tavern.

Seeing Zhang Ming entering the tavern, Pei Yuan called him over and said, "Here, the shopkeeper."

Zhang Ming walked over, sat down and asked, "When did you come back? And them, how many of them are there?"

Pei Yuan replied: "It's been a while, except for the scholar who stayed in Chang'an, Brother Yu and the others have all returned, but the shopkeeper came back a bit late."

"Some things in Chang'an have delayed some time." Zhang Ming replied.

At this moment, Shi Er wiped his mouth and said, "Shopkeeper, in order to celebrate your return, shouldn't we invite some of us to drink?"

Shi Dayi patted Shi Er on the head and said, "It's a good idea, the shopkeeper has rules here."

Zhang Ming waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, I've bought the wine for today."

"The shopkeeper is magnificent!"

Monk Nian'an found a random place and sat down without participating.

This afternoon, Zhang Ming was drinking with these few people. He drank a lot and talked a lot. When Pei Yuan talked about what happened in Chang'an City that day, he was very excited.

Xiong Wanwan, Jiang Rou, and the others sighed, Brother Stone was imagining the scene at that time, it must be extremely magnificent.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set that the few left in embarrassment.

It was only at this time that Zhang Ming was free. He was a little tired this day, but he never tired of it.

Lei Hu glanced at the sky and said, "Shopkeeper, I should go back."

"You wait." Zhang Ming walked to the counter, and saw that it was already full of silver taels, and the whole cabinet was almost full.

Zhang Ming took out a large piece of silver, handed it to Lei Hu and said, "Take this, and treat it as your wages these days."

"Not so much." Lei Hu didn't reach out to pick it up.

"Take it." Zhang Ming stuffed that silver ingot into Lei Hu's hand, about 50 taels, which was a huge sum of money to Lei Hu, but not much to Zhang Ming.

"Shopkeeper, this..."

"You are too honest, it's not good."

Lei Hu hesitated for a long time, Zhang Ming forced it to Lei Hu, and finally accepted the silver ingot.

Everyone left, and the tavern became quiet.

Only Zhang Ming, the monk sitting in front of the wine table and chanting sutras, and the white cat sleeping soundly on the counter were left.

Nian An opened his eyes and smiled, "Is the shopkeeper always treating everyone so kindly?"

"It's okay, don't you think these drinkers are very cute." Zhang Ming said.

"cute?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ming nodded, and changed the subject, "You're not going to the city? Could it be that you want to sleep with me tonight?"

"Can't you?" Nian An asked.

"The Jianghu Tavern does not allow outsiders to stay overnight."

"The shopkeeper seems a little unreasonable."

Monk Nian An definitely can't stay in the tavern tonight, but for Nian An, he can leave the tavern anytime, the city gate is just a decoration.

Zhang Ming closed his eyes and rested for a while, and when he woke up, he saw that Monk Nian'an was still chanting sutras.

At this time, he looks like a serious monk.

"Monk, how long can Liang Shurong live?" Zhang Ming asked.

Nian An stopped, looked at Zhang Ming and said, "There are only a few days left."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief, "... so fast?"

He thought that Liang Shurong would find a quiet place, but he never thought that it would be in this tavern.

Liang Shurong may have his reasons for choosing this way.

"Death for sure?" Zhang Ming asked.

Monk Nian'an nodded and said: "Liang Shurong was against the heavens, how could people save him again."

"He has become like this, isn't it enough? God is really cruel."

Zhang Ming shook his head and sighed. He admired Liang Shurong very much. If such a person died in front of him, he would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.

"The destiny cannot be violated."

"Monks also believe in destiny?"

"No, I also believe in the Dharma, and the Dharma also has the theory of destiny."

"Just be silly, I've never seen you use Taoism."

The sky was dim, the sun gradually set down the mountain, there was no sunset glow, only the faintly emerging moon.

There are guests at Jianghu Tavern.

Su Tan, holding a spear, walked into the tavern, sweating profusely, her hair sticking to her temples, she found a table by the window and sat down.

She hadn't been here for a few days, and the tavern closed early these days, and she didn't know until she saw Zhang Ming that the shopkeeper had returned.

After that, there should be no need to come early.

"A pot of generals will do." Su Tan said.

Chapter 271: Su Tan and Xiaoqi lose their hair

"Wait a moment." Seeing this, Zhang Ming replied.

Zhang Ming walked into the inner room, made a pot of generals and came out.

He came to Su Tan's table, put down the wine and said, "Mr. Jiang is not with you?"

Su Tan was a little surprised. Normally, no one came forward to ask her, and it was the first time in this tavern.

"Uncle Jiang has his own business." Su Tan replied.

The silver tael was placed on the table, and Zhang Ming took it away without any hassle.

Zhang Ming looked at the long spear lying sideways in front of the table, and the silver light was rippling and mighty.

"The gun is fine."