Who lost this loyal dog?

Tianyi's eyes seemed to have a scorching temperature, which made Zhang Zexin's hair tight, his eyes flashed, he couldn't help but look away, and shook his head instinctively: "No, it's nothing."

Why is it so quiet in the inn?

What about Gu Qingfeng?

Where is the shop owner?

Why did he only hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest?

Why can he only see the shadow of Tianyi reflected on the ground?

"Brother Zhang?"

After putting away the key given by the shopkeeper, Gu Qingfeng turned around and wanted to call Zhang Ze and the others to find a room together, but saw the two people standing side by side, not knowing what they were doing.

Tianyi looked quite normal, but Zhang Ze's eyes were frozen and absent-minded, staring at the floor wondering what he was thinking.

This kind of silence, without even looking at the other person, is the feeling that makes outsiders retreat inexplicably... Gu Qingfeng raised his foot and retracted it, feeling that his greeting just now was a bit inappropriate.

Zhang Ze seemed to be waking up from a big dream, he coughed violently to cover up, and asked stammeringly, "What, what?"

Gu Qingfeng shook the things in his hands: "The room has been opened, here is the key. It's getting late, Brother Zhang, why don't you go back to the room to pack your things, and when it's done, I'll treat you tonight, and we'll have a good meal together."

"Eh? How embarrassing..." Zhang Ze then remembered that Gu Qingfeng seemed to be the one who paid for the opening of the house, "Tianyi, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Qingfeng stuffed the key into his hand and went upstairs with a fan: "Talk with Tianyi slowly, I'll go find Ah Qing first."

In that posture, the four characters "My Lord is not short of money" are written all over his body.

Zhang Ze is actually rich, um, to be precise, Yin Yucheng is actually rich.

I don't know what this person used to do. Zhang Ze found several stacks of oversized bank notes in the small wooden house he left behind, and the broken silver stuffed in every corner. Zhang Ze doesn't have to worry about making a living.

However, Gu Qingfeng had good intentions, so he didn't have to try to figure it out so clearly, it's a big deal, just find a chance to invite this meal back in the future.

Holding the cool copper key, Zhang Zezhen felt a little like walking in the rivers and lakes.

The so-called rivers and lakes, isn't it just friendship and friendship, love and hatred?

"Master... want to take Mr. Gu's car and go to Jiangnan together?"

Tianyi's voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Zhang Ze could hear it clearly.

He glanced at Tian Yi in surprise, the two were so close, Tian Yi actually used the skill of sound transmission to enter the secret.

Sound transmission into the secret, using internal force to guide the sound and transmit it to specific people's ears, is a good way to prevent the walls from having ears.

Who is Tianyi guarding against?

This idea flashed in Zhang Ze's mind, and he also used sound transmission to enter the secret: "It happened to be on the way, and I can chat with Gu Qingfeng again, why not?"

Furthermore, Ping'an County is too small, he doesn't think there will be a place to sell horses and carriages here.

This answer made Tianyi's expression visibly tense, showing a little worry: "Young Master Gu is not a good person, please be careful, master."

"I've made a note of it." Zhang Ze would not refuse to listen to what his shadow guard said, let alone Tian Yi's special reminder, but... Zhang Ze rolled his eyes, unable to resist his curiosity, and asked, "Do you know Gu Qingfeng? "

Otherwise, why would such a warning be issued?

But the problem is still there, Tianyi is a "novice gift package" sent by the system, and he has been with him since he appeared, where can I get to know Gu Qingfeng?

Facing the master's searching gaze, Tianyi pursed his lips and clenched his palms tightly.

It's not that they don't know that rash reminders will arouse suspicion from the owner.

He has no way to answer the master's question, but he would rather be in such a dilemma than to watch the master repeat the same mistakes without making any efforts.

Tianyi lowered his eyes, let go of his palms, slowly bent his knees, and knelt straight on the cold ground, silent.

Unexpectedly, such a reaction would come, Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, mobilized his limited brain, and tried hard to think: "Don't want to say it? Or can't you say it?"

Tianyi buried his head even lower, almost into his chest.

So Zhang Ze understood: "It cannot be said."

He secretly reprimanded, the dog system, if he doesn't do human affairs all day long, he knows how to bully Tianyi.

Although the reason is not clear, it is correct to push it to the head of the system.

Zhang Ze used a lot of force in his hands to pull the man up from the ground: "If you can't say it, you can't say it. I will write down what you said. Let's go, clean up the house, and prepare to eat. I'm starving to death."

After finishing speaking, he immediately went to the guest room, and didn't see Tian Yi who was behind him not only didn't feel at ease, but became more and more worried.

In order to facilitate the journey, Zhang Ze and the others only had two large and small luggage, so even though they went up later than Gu Qingfeng, they could meet them at the door after packing.

"Brother Gu, are you okay? I just heard a loud commotion in your room."

People who practice martial arts have clear eyes and ears, and the inn's room is not soundproof. Zhang Ze was so shocked that he almost smashed the only wooden table in the room.

"It's really a crime to disturb Brother Zhang." Gu Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, "I accidentally knocked down the chair, which made Brother Zhang worry."

It's inconvenient to ask about other people's private affairs. Seeing Gu Qingfeng waiting at the door, it is estimated that Qingying has something to tell Zhang Ze to take Tianyi to go first.

Watching the two of them leave, Gu Qingfeng moved his faintly painful palm, and knocked the white jade fan in the palm of his hand. After a while, he seemed to be impatient with waiting, so he simply dropped Qingying and left first.

After waiting for a while, the four of us got together and were able to serve dinner.

Gu Qingfeng is not short of money, so he ordered the store to order whatever delicious food and drink it has.

Qingying wanted to stand aside to serve, but Zhang Ze had already pulled Tianyi to sit down, it was awkward for him to stand alone, Gu Qingfeng didn't think he was an old-fashioned person who strictly followed the rules, so he didn't pay much attention to it, so he just pushed him on the chair Come on, make a table for four.

"Guest officer, your dishes are all ready, take it easy, take it easy." The shopkeeper put down the last dish of braised fish with a smile, and ran to the counter by himself, taking advantage of his free time to calculate the bills of the shop one by one .

Gu Qingfeng poked the bean sprouts on his plate rather pickily, his eyebrows raised.

In the final analysis, Ping'an County is just a small county with no delicacies from mountains and seas, and no big fish and meat. The so-called "rich meals" are just a few more home-cooked dishes and a fresh fish.

At this time, Gu Qingfeng, who could accept dry food and water all the way, began to be particular about it, and refused to say anything.

It wasn't until Qingying put a piece of shaved fish on his plate that he couldn't resist the aroma, took a bite, and then, it was out of control.

There was an extra person grabbing food at the table, and eating immediately was like a war, and even the food suddenly became more delicious, so that there were four people at the table, three of whom were first-rate martial arts masters, and they waited until they were full. , only to find that it was raining outside.

In summer, there are many thunderstorms and thunderstorms, which are so fierce that you can't wait to tell the world, but there are few such patters, which are just self-contained.

The sky that was already approaching night was gloomy, and the humid air permeated the inn.

Under the rain, pedestrians hurried home, so the originally lively street became quiet, and it became more and more empty amidst the sound of rain.

The sound of Xiao Xiaoyu added to the worry.

Therefore, at this slightly lonely time, it is reasonable to order a pot of soju and a plate of side dishes, and then call the shop owner who is lazy to fiddle with the abacus to chat a few things.

The store owner was also refreshing, and added a plate of fried peanuts to the table.

A sip of wine, a sip of food, and a peanut, so pleasant.

Zhang Ze raised his wine glass and sniffed it close to his nose: "How long has the boss been here?"

The shop owner with a round face squinted his eyes and counted the days. After the calculation, he felt a little emotional: "I grew up here since I was a child, and it has been about fifty or sixty years."

Five or sixty years is already the age when half a foot is buried in the ground.

Gu Qingfeng picked up a peanut, threw it into his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction after chewing: "Listen to the store, your ancestors are not from here?"

"This guest officer doesn't know something," the shopkeeper said, cupping his hands. "My grandfather was a farmer in southern Sichuan. He supported the whole family with one-third of an acre of land. Although life is difficult, he can live on."

Upon hearing the story, Zhang Ze took a sip of the wine, then picked up the jug to fill himself up, and asked: "And then?"

The shopkeeper smiled wryly: "Then, the tax levied by the elders in the city is increasing year by year, and more than half of the food that has been planted hard for a year is taken away by the officials. The family is so poor that they can't afford it."

Speaking of this, the shop owner shook his head bitterly: "It's fine to collect taxes, but it just happened to be a severe drought, lack of water, crops can't support them, and they all withered in the ground. My grandfather is worried, and the old man sent someone to visit us. Village, they said they were recruiting strong men to repair something...to repair something..."

It happened many years ago, and the shopkeeper couldn't remember clearly: "What kind of house is being built. My grandfather had no choice but to leave Shunan with his family to escape, and fled all the way here."

As dynasties rise and fall, the people suffer the most.

Zhang Zegang thought about a few words of comfort, but the shop owner had pulled himself together, and put on a brisk expression: "It's much better now. When I was my son's age, the new master sent someone to repair the county town, and my grandpa rushed over. When I was in good times, I opened this inn in the county, saved some money, took a wife for me, and gave birth to a son."

Zhang Ze thought of the shop waiter who praised Gu Qingfeng as "beautiful as a flower" when they met.

Gu Qingfeng obviously thought about it, his face turned dark immediately, and his tone was rare and rude: "Is that the brat?"

The shop owner apologized again and again: "My kid is short-tempered. After learning a few polite words, he uses them everywhere. There are so many offenses, so many offenses."

Knowing that Gu Qingfeng is not a stingy person, Zhang Ze teasingly followed up with a few words of persuasion: "Brother Gu, why don't you let it go."

Gu Qingfeng glanced unhappily at Zhang Ze, who was turning his elbow outward, and when he spoke again, the annoyance he had deliberately caused just now disappeared: "That kid is a bit glib, but he is also very clever. If you educate him well, you will probably be able to achieve some success." The climate. The store has a good son."

The shopkeeper whose son was praised said with a cheerful smile: "Haha, I have also saved a little money over the years, and I plan to send the boy to Mr. Private School in a few days, maybe I can get a good reputation in the future."

"Oh? Then I wish the boss all his wishes come true as soon as possible." Zhang Ze raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The store's self-brewed wine doesn't smell that mellow, and it doesn't taste that spicy. It only smells a faint fragrance, and it tastes slightly sweet. Compared with wine, it's more like a drink from a previous life.

Zhang Ze couldn't resist the taste, and poured down cup after cup, emptying the pot before he knew it.

After being blessed, the shopkeeper in a good mood brought another jug ​​of wine and pushed it in front of Zhang Ze: "I can have such a good life now, I have to thank the previous sage. If it weren't for his kind heart, he put us ordinary people in his heart." Going to school, always caring, not to mention sending the kid to study, my family is probably still drinking the northwest wind."

Gu Qingfeng took a pickle with his chopsticks.

"Be afraid, be afraid, good people don't live long..." The shopkeeper sighed regretfully.

Gu Qingfeng was so sore that he squinted his eyes, causing Qingying to look over worriedly.

He waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Qingying pushed the peanuts in the direction of her master.

"People here are all thinking of the goodness of the holy majesty, and worship him every year and every festival. The current majesty is also a good man, and he even issued an order not long ago to let the county master collect a lot of taxes. The county seat Every household in the village has set up a longevity card, hoping that the current saint will live a long life."

The shopkeeper said something later, but Zhang Ze only heard the general idea in a vague way.

This wine doesn't taste good, but it has a lot of stamina and is very lingering. Now that the wine is strong, everything he sees has double images, and he can't see clearly when he is shaking.

But the wine was not enough.

Zhang Ze picked up the jug and poured wine for himself with blurred eyes, without knowing it when it was spilled on the table.

"Ugh……"

A sigh that was close at hand pierced into his ears, Zhang Ze looked over in a daze, and actually recognized someone: "Tianyi?"

Immediately afterwards, the wine glass in his hand was replaced with warm water, and someone was close to his ear, with a deep and steady voice, filled with unspoken worry: "Master, you can't drink any more."

Zhang Ze was very close to him, he just smirked at Tian Yi, and didn't forget to read his name backwards: "Tian Yi...hehe...Tian Yi..."

"Master is overwhelmed with alcohol, I will send you back to the house, I forgive you for not being with me." Tian Yi helped up the drunk man and apologized to everyone present.

Gu Qingfeng hurriedly urged: "Go quickly, take care of Brother Zhang."

A hand passed through his waist, lifted him up, and walked slowly towards the room.

Zhang Ze shook his unconscious head, leaned on Tian Yi with peace of mind, narrowed his eyes, and looked sideways by the dim candlelight.

Tianyi's cold side face softened the original chill in the warm twilight, adding an indescribable tenderness, which made him reluctant to look away no matter what.

Until the body was properly placed on the soft bed, the slender and powerful palm gently blocked his eyes, covering him from the dazzling candlelight.

"Master, may you sleep peacefully at night."

This seemed to be a spell for falling into a dream, Zhang Ze relaxed his mind, and in his consciousness about to fall into a deep sleep, it reflected Tian Yi's fleeting nostalgia.