Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 91 Wine Country
Since Mai Hongnian's Soul-Ending Station, the Demon Sect has made no move for several days.

Chengxi Pier and Anren have returned to their former tranquility.

After returning to Xingdao Temple in Lingling, he returned to Hengyang, hired a car to haul his belongings, settled in Wentai first, and went to Tongfu Inn to get a job as a waiter.

Zhao Rong arranged wine to gather with friends for this purpose, and everyone had a drink together.

The inn is busier than usual.

There are people practicing martial arts in the morning and evening, asking each other for advice.

Bao Butian was originally weak in martial arts, but he practiced a lot with Lu Gui, Wentai and others, and his boxing skills improved a lot.

Zhao Rong also collected a basic internal skill and taught it to him. The young master of the gym has made great progress compared to when he was in the boxing gym.

Tongfu Inn has been operating for a period of time, and the market has changed.

The number of people from the martial arts community who come here to eat and drink tea is gradually increasing, while the number of ordinary residents who do not know martial arts is relatively decreasing. Some are afraid of martial arts warriors, and there are also a few who are bold and like gossip.

But this is good for gathering information and also for disseminating information.

You must know that words can hurt, and lips and tongues are like swords.

……

Within the sect, Zhao Rong was pleasantly surprised by the progress of the disciples of the sect leader.

The old disciples of Hengshan have been immersed in the seventy-two peaks and greenery for a long time. Many of them have been there for more than fifteen years. Now that they are on Kuai Jian Jian Road, it feels like a fish leaving a stream and entering a river.

As time goes by, many of these old disciples will be able to support the scene.

Feng Qiaoyun, Cheng Mingyi, Quan Ziju and others entered the inner sect early and practiced Zhenyue Jue the most deeply. Now they are even more at home in the Shuangshi, Xianyan and Ziyun fast swords.

When he thought of Sima Jinglei, Zhao Rong smiled and hoped that there would be more Sima brothers in the world.

But when he thought of Mantis Sword Mai Hongnian, he became unhappy.
Lai Zhirui was executed on the 7749th day.

Zhao Rong received a message that people from the Songshan Sect had arrived in Huangzhou Mansion, where they met with a group of forces close to the Songshan Sect.

Huangzhou Mansion is a thousand miles away from Hengyang. If the Songshan Sect people came all the way slowly, they might be delayed for twenty or thirty days.

This group of people did not hide their traces, it was obvious that they did it intentionally.

This is a stratagem.

The purpose is to give the Hengshan sect time to repeatedly weigh and weigh, so as to feel the pressure and suffer slowly.

But Zhao Rong and Mr. Mo Da had already finalized the details and did not buy into the Songshan Sect at all.

There is a wine alley in Hengyang City with many wine shops.

There was someone in the clan leader's subordinates who specialized in the wine business, so he opened a "Zuixiang Liquor House" here. Since a person mentioned by Zhao Rong always appeared recently, he reported it to the sect.

Zhao Rong received the news and came to Qianlong Street one afternoon and walked into the bluestone alley filled with wine flags.

In addition to the restaurant and a few ginkgo trees, there is a row of large willow trees.

The gentle breeze made the hanging willow branches sway up and down, making a slight rustling sound. It had just started to rain lightly, and some willow leaves were still hung with strings of crystal clear dewdrops.

Zuixiang Wine House.

Zhao Rong glanced towards the wine cooking stove,
An old man with rosacea and a big belly dressed as a scholar looked drunk and seemed to have disguised himself.

But he was sure that this person was Zu Qianqiu, whom he had met once on Shajiao Island.

It is easy for outsiders to find out the relationship between Zuixiang Wine House and the Hengshan Sect. Since they have been here for several days in a row, it is obvious that they are here to ask questions.

Leaning outside the wine house, Zhao Rong sat on the outermost edge, separated from Zu Qianqiu by three or four wine tables.

If you don't drink with him at the same table, the boundaries are clear.

Secondly, if something unexpected happens, you can move forward and retreat freely.

Zu Qianqiu was alone and dared to act rashly here, Zhao Rong was sure to keep him in Yancheng.

The owner of the tavern had already made arrangements. At this time, except for them, there were no other guests outside.

"Young Master Zhao, we have met once before, but I never thought we would meet here unexpectedly."

The down-and-out scholar shook a broken fan, and when his pair of dull and dull eyes looked at Zhao Rong's long sword unloaded on the table, he couldn't help but be wary.

Seeing the rightful master appear, Zu Qianqiu's mind changed slightly.
"The old man was injured by this kid's sneak attack, and recently a Five Incense Master died. The Yancheng Divine Sword is a very strange kid, so I have to be careful."

As soon as he handed over the words, Zhao Rong immediately asked:

"We meet by chance. I wonder what my ancestors have to do with me when they were born here?"

Zu Qianqiu pinched the few sparse beards on his chin, and opened the skylight to speak frankly:
"I heard that Zhao Shaoxia has learned ancient and modern knowledge at a young age, is proficient in all kinds of arts, and is a rare genius in swordsmanship. I was curious and wanted to learn a lesson before leaving Hengyang."

"How do you learn from this?" Zhao Rong did not make any excuses.

'It's good news that the ancestor of the Yellow River has left Hengyang, so that we don't have to spend energy to be wary of these two people. '

"The old man and I should have returned to the Central Plains long ago, but this time we suffered a big loss in Hengyang. We were tricked by the young hero for no apparent reason, and we were also blamed for killing the Songshan disciples." Zu Qianqiu shrugged his nose, "That's not true. It’s nothing, but how can a Jianghu man leave Hengyang in disgrace?”

'I really didn't plot against you. It's you two who have to jump out and steal Master Mo's job.'

Zhao Rong just complained in his heart and waited for him to continue.

Seeing the scholar's drunken eyes narrowed, he said, "I have to fight with Young Master Zhao. If you beat me, the Yellow River Patriarch will have no complaints. If you lose, I will win back and feel happy. Before leaving Hengyang, I will just ask for a reward from you."

"how?"

"Oh?" Zhao Rong was curious, "How do you fight, and what's the prize?"

"Although you have talent, you have only been practicing martial arts for a short time. I am better than you in terms of martial arts, but if we fight, it would be like bullying the weak. It would be shameful if others tell us about it." "Let's change it to a literary fight," Zu Qianqiu said as he took out a bunch of small wine bottles. "Nine out of ten people in the martial arts world drink alcohol, and I also like this."

"Here are eight kinds of fine wines that I have collected. If the young hero knows how to drink half of them, you will win."

"To do otherwise is to lose."

The scholar pretended to be confident, but Zhao Rong laughed inside after hearing his words.

On the surface, he looked hesitant, "Where's the lottery ticket?"

"Three volumes of rare piano music, one old medicine," Zu Qianqiu said bluntly, "I searched in the Hengyang Qin Museum, but I couldn't find anything satisfactory. The Hengshan School of Music is famous in the world, and I want to collect many."

"Okay," Zhao Rong rolled his eyes and added instantly, "But I have to add one more thing. If my ancestors lose, please answer me a few questions related to Hengyang."

"And I swear in the name of Senior Liquor Country that I must tell the truth."

Zu Qianqiu pondered,
'What's there to hide about Hengyang? '

'not to mention'

"Will I lose?"

As a master of the Liquor Country, Zu Qianqiu is no longer confident in this regard, but has reached a level of arrogance.

As soon as the two finalized the decision, Zu Qianqiu immediately showed a proud look as if he was sure of victory, and seemed to be sure of Zhao Rong.

But he looked up and saw,
The young man's face suddenly changed. There was no trace of hesitation on his face, and he even looked at his bottles and bottles with a smile.

Immediately, I had the illusion that I had been cheated.

But then I thought about it,
'He is so young, he has never tasted a few drops of wine, let alone understands drinking utensils. '

"Mr. Ancestor, let's start quickly." Zhao Rong next door urged, as if he was in a hurry.

Zu Qianqiu frowned and put the broken fan in his hand on the table.

He picked out a small bottle and touched the jade cup in his pocket, planning to show it off in front of the young man later to relieve his depression.

"This is the 62-year-old Sanguotou Fenjiu."

"Young Master Zhao, what kind of drinking utensils are best for drinking this wine?"

Zu Qianqiu is an idiot from the country of wine. When asked about wine, he is one part smiling, three parts proud, one part intoxicated and one part arrogant.

however,
"It is natural to drink Fenjiu from a jade cup."

Zhao Rongqi responded immediately and opened his mouth.

The senior Liquor Nation was startled on the spot and raised his voice a little, "Why? How can you convince people if there is no reason!"

"There is a poem in the Tang Dynasty that says, 'A jade bowl holds amber light.' It can be seen that drinking Fen wine with jade bowls and cups can enhance the color of the wine."

"it is good!"

Although Zu Qianqiu was weak, he saw that Zhao Rong really knew how to drink, so he praised him.

Touching the rhinoceros horn cup in his arms, he uncorked the second small wine bottle, "This bottle is Guanwai Baijiu, so what drinking utensils should be used?"

"Guanwai Baijiu tastes good, but it lacks a bit of aroma. If you drink it with a rhinoceros horn cup to enhance the aroma, it will be extremely mellow."

"Huh?!" Zu Qianqiu glared.

"Okay." He said good again and turned to touch the luminous cup in his arms.

"Then how should you drink this wine?"

Zhao Rong looked at him with a smile, his face full of confidence, as if he was the senior among the seniors of the Wine Country.

"The luminous cup of grape wine will prompt you to drink the pipa immediately. The luminous cup contains wine, and the color of the wine is like blood. A strong ambition eats the meat of Huns when hungry, and laughs and talks about drinking the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Isn't that great?"

At this moment, Zu Qianqiu's expression suddenly changed.

He stopped getting the wine bottle and asked Zhao Rong directly: "Sorghum...?"

Zhao Rong rushed to answer: "Bronze Wine Lords have ancient meanings."

……

"What if it's rice wine?"

"Rice wine is drunk from a big bucket, which makes it more impressive."

……

Zu Qianqiu took out the ancient vine cup from his arms with an empty heart, and then poured the wine from the eighth small bottle into it.

This time he was unwilling to raise the difficulty level and asked:
"Young Master Zhao, I would like to use an ancient rattan cup. What kind of wine is in it?"

"Of course it's Baicao wine," Zhao Rong smiled slightly.

When Zu Qianqiu heard this, he didn't listen to his continued explanation. He raised his head and drank all the Baicao wine in the ancient vine cup.

The aroma is coming to your nostrils!

however,
At this time, he was not even half as proud as before.

……

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