Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Apart from Jiang He, there are only servants and housekeepers left in Jiangfu. After Jiang Rou left for half a year, Jiang He has to go about the business of the business every day, and there is one less person to talk to.

Even at Jiang's house, he had to put on airs, which was really tiring.

Now that there is finally someone who can talk, how can he miss it.

Zhang Ming naturally knew it too, and he never interrupted Jiang He. What to say, but this Jiang Patriarch somehow made him feel a little pitiful.

Which one of the famous families is not a prosperous population, but now he is the only one left in the Jiang family to guard the Jiang family, and there is no one to speak.

But at this moment, the butler ran in.

"Master, master!"

Jiang He frowned and asked, "Why are you so flustered?"

"Master, Miss is back, Miss is back!"

Jiang He froze for a moment, but put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Zhang Ming, who was on the table, followed the butler and walked out.

Zhang Ming didn't follow either. The father and daughter reunited, so what was he doing to bother him?

Zhang Ming looked at Su Tan who was beside him with his head bowed, and asked, "How is the food?"

Su Tan pondered for a moment, but replied: "The head of the Jiang family is a little pitiful."

Zhang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't ask you this."

"Don't you think the shopkeeper?" Su Tan looked at him.

Zhang Ming put down his chopsticks, but shook his head and said, "Maybe, he doesn't think so."

Jiang Rou happened to come back at this time, and Zhang Bo was following him.

When Jiang He saw Jiang Rou, he talked a lot. After all, they were father and daughter. It was only a few steps from the gate of the mansion to this house, chatting with Jiang Rou non-stop.

Jiang Rou was a little annoyed by what she heard, and said helplessly, "Daddy, I'm hungry, how about eating first?"

"Okay." Jiang He smiled all over his face, and then he remembered Zhang Ming, and his face changed: "Oops, why did you forget, look at me in such a hurry."

"Why?" Jiang Rou was puzzled.

"The treasurer Zhang you mentioned in your letter is now in the mansion. When I heard you came back, I ran out without even saying hello. I have neglected him now."

"Master Zhang?"

Jiang Rou paused and came back to her senses.

Jiang He led Jiang Rou into the room and met Zhang Ming at the table.

Seeing Jiang Rou, Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Long time no see."

"Why did the shopkeeper come to Xuzhou?"

"Come and walk around."

"This sister..."

Jiang Rou didn't recognize Su Tan at first sight. She had seen Su Tan when she was in the tavern, but Su Tan rarely spoke to them, so she didn't have a deep impression. In addition to that blue dress, the whole person's temperament It's all convenient, if Zhang Ming didn't remind her, I really wouldn't have remembered it.

"Meow?"

Xiao Qi in Su Tan's arms came out when he heard a familiar voice.

It was full when it was in the inn, and it was going to take a nap, but was awakened by Jiang Rou's voice, and hurried out to check.

"Xiao Qi!" Jiang Rou exclaimed.

"Meow." Xiao Qi stepped past the table.

Jiang Rou reached out and hugged it, scratching its stomach and giggling. She often teased Xiao Qi when she was in the tavern. She hadn't seen him for a long time, but she missed it a little.

Jiang He was also a little relieved to see this scene. Jiang Rou's illness is cured now, and she is much more cheerful. She couldn't speak a few words in previous years.

After exchanging greetings, everyone sat down to eat. Jiang He continued to pick up food for Jiang Rou and asked a lot of questions. Jiang Rou answered every sentence without much food, and was too busy answering what his father said.

.........

In the corridor of the Jiangfu residence, the housekeeper and Zhang Bo walked side by side.

The Jiang family has two housekeepers, one is the housekeeper Min who invited Zhang Ming to the mansion today, and the other is Uncle Zhang, but this trip is accompanied by Su Tan, and the affairs of the house are taken care of by the housekeeper Min.

"Is Miss's illness better?" Min Butler asked.

"Much better." Zhang Bo said.

Butler Min breathed a sigh of relief, and he was very pleased that Jiang Rou's illness was cured, after all, Jiang Rou was also grown up under his watch.

Butler Min said again: "I have dealt with most of the people in the house, but there may still be some fish that slipped through the net. I can't ask Miss about this matter in person."

Uncle Zhang nodded when he heard this, and said, "I've troubled you for the past six months, and those who are left...Miss should handle it by herself."

Butler Min stopped in his tracks, slightly surprised.

Zhang Bo said again: "Miss is soft-hearted and won't let go, those individuals will be dealt with by you in the end."

"Can't you?" Min Butler asked.

"Now you are the housekeeper."

"I don't care about the affairs of the house after going out for half a year? It's really yours."

But Uncle Zhang shook his head and said: "There was only one butler. I followed the master in the early years, and the master let me be the butler because of this kindness. After all, I am an idler."

Butler Min stopped talking, and the two walked forward.

The Min butler is different from Uncle Zhang. He only entered the Jiang Mansion after the rise of the Jiang family in Xuzhou, and took the position of the butler from the servant.

Butler Min naturally understood the meaning of Uncle Zhang's words at this time. In the end, the affairs of the mansion would fall into his hands. He asked, "Then where are you going from now on?"

Uncle Zhang was silent for a moment, then said, "Go for a walk."

"Master won't agree." Butler Min shook his head.

Uncle Zhang sighed, and said, "I'm getting old and losing my teeth. The affairs of the Jiang family will eventually fall into your hands. If I want to leave, the master won't say anything."

Butler Min was a little annoyed when he heard this, and said: "If you are old and have lost your teeth, you should feel at ease. Besides, I don't know anything about the past years."

Uncle Zhang looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

Butler Min looked at him and said, "At any rate, I'm also the butler of this Jiangfu."

Chapter 326: Sword Mountain Sword Tomb

Sword Mountain.

This mountain does not have a name, but a swordsman went up the mountain, and this mountain has a name.

The sword pavilion has stood for hundreds of years, and there are only swordsmen and swordsmen left on this mountain.

Listen carefully, when the breeze blows, there will always be the sound of swords on the top of the mountain.

In the past, there was only one mountain in the Jiange, which was the main peak, Jianshan Mountain, but after more than a hundred years, several nearby mountains have been swept into the scope of the Jiange.

Each of the six peaks of Jiange is guarded by an elder, who can suppress a mountain with one sword.

Today, a guest came up to Jianshan Mountain.

The young man in blue was holding the box, and he didn't know what was in the box, and walked towards the top of the sword mountain step by step.

The sword mountain stands in this world like a sword, dangerous and steep, the person holding the box almost fell off the cliff several times.

It took a full half a day before he climbed the Sword Mountain.

"Zheng."

When the guard of the mountain saw this man pull out his sword, he said in a deep voice, "You have no sword heart, and you are not a disciple of Sword Mountain, so stop."

The young man in blue who was carrying the box was panting heavily, his face pale.

Sword Mountain is not so easy to climb, even if he is now at the Profound Realm, he still exhausted his true energy and internal energy to go up this Sword Mountain, and the sword intent on this mountain is daunting.

Holding the box in his hands, the young man in blue suddenly knelt down on his knees.

With a plop, the box was held high, and the young man in blue shouted: "Sword Mountain is the Sword Tomb of the World, and there is a broken sword handle, please enter the Sword Tomb!"

The mountain guard waved his long sleeves, and the box held high in the hands of the young man in blue was opened, only to find that there were only scattered iron sheets in the box.

It doesn't look like a sword anymore, it can only be said to be broken pieces.

The man who guarded the mountain looked down, and said: "Sword Tomb, leave no dust."

The young man in blue just knelt down.

Seeing him kneeling, the guards of the mountain just snorted coldly, withdrew their swords regardless and continued to guard the mountain gate.

Jianzhong didn't accept everything.

In the world, not all swords can enter the Sword Tomb.

I don't know how long has passed.

The clouds were dim, and dark clouds covered the sword mountain.

"Boom!"

Only a thunderclap was heard, and the soybean-like shower fell down.

"Whoa."

The rainwater hit the face of the person guarding the mountain, but there was no reaction at all.

The man kneeling on the ground, Ren Jiu, was kneeling, his clothes were soaked by the rain, and the hair on his temples was hanging down. He lowered his head and held the box.

Those who guard the mountain are already used to it. Guarding the gate of the mountain is always rainy and windy, and showers are common.

"Om."

The wind blew past, and in the sword mound, sword cries sounded one after another.

Sword Mound, the grave of the sword.

Behind the guard of the mountain were long swords stuck in the tomb one after another, standing upright in the wind and rain, and even some swords were already covered with rust and lifeless.

The young man in blue raised his head, and was inexplicably dazed when he heard the sound of the sword.

In the sound of the rain, there seemed to be thousands of swords shouting, and bursts of sword intent rippling on the mountain of swords.

The sword has a spirit... the sword has a spirit...

It really is!

I don't know how long it has passed.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

The boy in blue who was kneeling on the ground was already pale, but he passed out in the blink of an eye.

He just heard a "plop", and he fell to the ground.

The box in his hand also fell to the ground.

The person guarding the mountain slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person who fell to the ground.

The man who guarded the mountain suddenly hesitated, his eyes were firm, and he muttered: "He who is sincere can get the heart of the sword and enter the sword mound."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the box on the ground and sent it into the sword mound behind him.

He erected the grave bag and sprinkled the patch on the grave.

Looking around, this sword is not alone, there are thousands of swords accompanying him.

.........

in that dream.

That figure was an old man, and he had spent countless years with him from childhood to adulthood.

As soon as the screen changed, that figure, holding a broken sword, chopped off an unknown number of springs and autumns.

A broken sword is broken into pieces, and the sword will eventually die.

When the figure turned back, he saw only white hair, which seemed to be the courage of the past.