Chapter 32 Meeting means destiny

"You two gentlemen, go slowly and come back often!"

Not long after, Zuo Lingquan walked out of the gate of Xianzhizhai. The proprietress smiled and said goodbye at the door. A lot of things he bought and those that could not be taken were sent to Zuofu by the waiter.

Zuo Yunting came out for a trip and scraped off such thick oil and water that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears. He took out a folding fan from somewhere and shook it, smiling and saying:

"Ling Quan, what else do you want to buy? I'll take you there."

Zuo Lingquan had already bought something and didn't want to be slaughtered as a fat sheep. He walked around for a long time and wanted to find a place to sit: "Fifth brother, do you want to drink?"

"Nonsense, you can call a man without drinking. Go, where are you going?"

Zuo Lingquan looked around and saw that Xinghua Street was not far from Linhefang, so he turned around and walked in the direction of Linhefang.

Zuo Yunting was just lazy and lazy, not stupid. On the day he chose his consort, he knew that Zuo Lingquan knew a drunkard from Linhefang. His father even sent someone to take care of the black and white in Linhefang to prevent the drunken girl from making mistakes.

This angered Zuo Lingquan, who had a tough temper.

Therefore, Zuo Yunting knew where he wanted to go, and he saw through it without telling him.

The two brothers walked on the street for about two-quarters of an hour before entering the gate of Linhefang.

As the legitimate son of a third-grade minister, Zuo Yunting was considered a top-notch young master in the capital. He would not normally come to Linhe Wharf where all three religions and professions were mixed. At this time, he was quite interested in taking a walk around.

Zuo Lingquan walked slowly and came to the small street near the river. He looked up and saw Tang Jingxun wandering in the wine shop. But before he reached the vicinity, Zuo Yunting next to him came to him in surprise.

Finished sentence:

"Hey! Ling Quan, look at that Jianghu man riding a donkey. This appearance is really rare."

Zuo Lingquan looked in the direction pointed by the folding fan, and sure enough he saw a man wearing a bamboo hat and a sword hanging from his waist standing on the bank of the small street. He put his left hand behind his waist and led a black donkey with his right hand, looking at the river.

Views from both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

Linhefang is a mixed bag of three religions and nine schools, and there are many people in the world. This dress is so common that Zuo Lingquan really didn't notice it just now.

They were not far away from each other. As Zuo Yunting opened his mouth, the Jianghu people over there seemed to hear the sound and turned to look this way.

Zuo Yunting's frivolous words just now were a bit rude. Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan cupped his fists and said:

"I just said something offensive, please forgive me."

Zuo Yunting came from a family of officials, so he naturally knew etiquette. He just thought that the other party couldn't hear him, so when he saw this, he clasped his fists in a dignified manner:

"I'm sorry, your Excellency looks like a master. I was also curious just now."

The Jianghu man was dressed in gray linen clothes and looked gloomy. He glanced at Zuo Lingquan and said in a hoarse voice:

"Meeting someone is fate. Traveling around the world doesn't matter."

Zuo Lingquan smiled heartily, raised his hands and clasped his fists in a salute, then turned and entered the wine shop.

But Zuo Yunting next to him, who was naturally outgoing and familiar, was really interested in the donkey. He walked up to him and looked at it curiously:

"Old warrior, you travel around the world on a donkey, can you really run?"

Jiang Hu Ke smiled and said: "The journey is endless. Sooner or later, we will stop one day. It doesn't make any difference whether we go faster or slower."

Zuo Yunting thought about it for a while and thought it was nonsense. He shook his head and said:

"How can this be the same? If you walk faster, you can run farther. Otherwise, why would you spend a lot of money raising horses? You'd be raising donkeys instead."

Zuo Lingquan stood outside the door of the wine shop. He thought the conversation between the two was quite interesting, so he said:

"Why don't you come in and sit down and talk? I'm treating you to a guest, so I can apologize for my words and deeds just now."

Perhaps he was bored, so he didn't refuse. He left the donkey where he was and entered the wine shop with Zuo Yunting.

Tang Jingxun naturally saw Zuo Lingquan coming over, with a strange expression on his face. He quietly walked up to him and pulled Zuo Lingquan's sleeve.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan followed Tang Jingxuan to the curtain behind the wine shop and said doubtfully:

"Sister Tang, what's wrong?"

Tang Jingxuan frowned and looked outside:

"Xiao Zuo, that old man just now was very weird. He suddenly came over on a donkey in the morning, sat in a wine shop and drank, and looked at me from time to time..."

Zuo Lingquan was slightly stunned. He didn't feel that the Jianghu guest looked like an old pervert. He frowned and said:

"Looking wrong?"

"No, my words and deeds are very decent, similar to yours, but my eyes are not as soft as yours, which feels weird. I finally got rid of him, but you recruited him again... forget it, forget it,

You are a guest, so just pay more attention."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, said no more, took out a small box from his sleeve and handed it to Tang Jingxun, then raised the curtain and walked out.

Tang Jingxun was thinking about things and subconsciously raised his hand to take it. He didn't realize it until Zuo Lingquan left. He looked down and saw that it was a box of beautifully decorated rouge.

?!

Tang Jingxuan's eyes were focused, and her random thoughts disappeared in an instant. She quickly raised her head and wanted to say something, but when she saw that Zuo Lingquan had gone out, she quickly stopped talking and stamped her feet in embarrassment. She didn't know what to think of.

where……

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The small streets along the river are filled with the aroma of wine and the bustle of the market is endless.

Next to the small wine table by the window, the Jianghu guest took off his bamboo hat and put it on the table, revealing his long gray hair tied up. Although his whole person looked gloomy, his eyes with crow's feet were as deep and clear as a cold pool under the moon.

, at first glance, he looks like a person who has traveled a lot.

Zuo Lingquan came out from behind the curtain, put a pot of warm wine on the table, sat down opposite, and asked with a smile:

"What is your name?"

Jiang Hu Ke looked calm and spoke hoarsely:

"Just call me Lao Lu. What do you call me two little friends?"

Zuo Yunting sat between the two of them. Perhaps he was aroused by the aroma of the wine. He picked up the jug and poured a bowl for all three of them. He said with a smile:

"My name is Zuo Yunting, and this is my cousin Ling Quan, who is also known as the 'Two Heroes of the Zuo Family' in the capital. Looking at Mr. Lu's dress, he doesn't look like a local. He just arrived in the capital?"

After listening to Tang Jingxun's words, Zuo Lingquan naturally cared about this and raised his eyes to observe the other person's expression.

Unfortunately, Lao Lu had no expression at all on his face. He always wore a plain smile. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip before saying:

"He's from outside. He just arrived this morning."

The Great Dan Dynasty was very closed, with only one pass in the north, so "outside" generally referred to the north in the Great Dan Dynasty.

Zuo Yunting held the wine bowl and asked curiously:

"Beiya County?"

"It needs to be outside."

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised when he heard this. If he went further north from Beiya County, he would be outside the customs.

The terrain of the Great Dan Dynasty was closed but self-sufficient, and there were only a few merchants from outside. It was extremely rare for a Jianghu person to come to the capital from outside the country.

Zuo Lingquan thought about it secretly and asked:

"Mr. Lu is a practitioner?"

Lao Lu shook the wine bowl and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"My little friend, do you think I look like you?"

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment - practitioners cultivate their moral character all year round. As long as they have a little bit of cultivation, they will look different, mainly reflected in their energy and spirit. The most intuitive example is Wu Qingwan, who is the same generation as Jiang Yi's mother. They look different.

But it is more tender than a girl of cardamom age.

As for the old man in front of him, he looked sluggish and half-footed was about to go into the ground. He really did not have the appearance of a practicing person. Even if he was a practicing person, he probably had a low level of cultivation and his deadline was approaching...

Zuo Lingquan had this thought in his mind, but before he could respond, Zuo Yunting next to him smiled and spoke first:

"Look, Mr. Lu's appearance makes him look like the kind of top master who hides himself in the city. Well... among practitioners, he should be called the 'Old Monster of the Immortal Sect' and the 'Old Ancestor of the Immortal Family'. I heard Mr. Shu say that

However, if you are a serious person in the world, who would lead a donkey around? Only an expert would do such a thing to gain fame, right, Lao Lu? Hahaha..."
Chapter completed!