Dayefang, Qingshi Lane.

The streets were full of soldiers and armor, and there were no pedestrians in the bluestone alley. The yellow wine banners swayed in the wind and rain. The Sun's shop still opened the door unmoved.

The wine shop leaned against the fenced wine table, and a man in a white robe placed his knife on the table. Next to it were three wine pots, two broken jade burned, and the cold cheeks were already filled with drunkenness.

Manager Sun took a towel and carefully wiped several old wine jars, just like before, muttering in his mouth:

"... A few days ago, there was an old winery drinking in the shop. It was said that 'drunk relieves a thousand worries'. In fact, this wine cannot relieve worries at all. The only function is to pour yourself out and not think about those things. In fact, the old man feels that the most worrying thing in this world is not troubles, but when he is upset, there is not even a person who can accompany him to drink to relieve worries..."

Xu Buling kept looking at the imperial city in the distance and turned around when he heard the sound:

"The old shopkeeper is chatty and when he sees a drinker drinking, why don't he chat with him?"

"hehe……"

Manager Sun put a towel on his shoulder, held a plate of side dishes, sat down opposite the table, picked up the wine pot, and poured a bowl:

"Some people want to hear, some people don't. Some people can listen, and some people say it in vain. Old man, I have run a wine shop for so many years and have seen many people.

The common people in the market use alcohol to relieve their sorrows, half of whom are trapped by love and half are trapped by money. When they meet such a drunkard, just give a few words to tell them, and it will be almost done after drinking.

People in the martial arts world are different. They drink very happily. No matter whether they recognize them or not, they carry any grudges or grudges. A pot of wine can be placed here and they can call each other brothers and brothers. After drinking, they should be dead and dead. They will not listen to anything they say.

The most difficult drinkers to serve are the group of masters on Kuishou Street. They can never guess what they are thinking when they are drunk and relieve their sorrows. After all, there are too many things. Being able to relieve their sorrows means that they cannot solve the problem. It is useless to persuade them. Instead, they are disliked by the drinkers, so they naturally cannot chat with them."

Xu Buling chuckled, picked up the wine bowl and ran into Manager Sun:

"Then which kind of me?"

Manager Sun took a sip of the liquor and slapped his mouth and looked at it a few times:

"Well... the young man is young and sitting here and drinking, most of the time, is trapped by love. Could it be that some girl is blind and even a handsome young man is turned away?"

“…”

Xu Buling picked up the wine bowl and took a sip: "Neither girl with eyes can do it."

When Manager Sun heard this, he laughed:

"A young man in his early twenties should think about the romantic time. If he doesn't drink for girls, what kind of wine does the young master drink? Could it be that he should think about the neighbors, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar? That's what your father should think about at that age. After you finish thinking about it, what will your father do?"

Xu Buling was silent for a moment, shook his head and smiled: "That's true."

Manager Sun put down the wine bowl: "Actually, for me, the old man, this is no different from the gangs in Hutai Street.

The boss is brave and fierce, and he makes enemies everywhere. The gang brothers are not having a good life. The second brother can't stand it anymore, so he pulled the boss off and got on his own.

The second brother is in the top position and the gang brothers may feel betrayal and have complaints in his heart. But the second brother is thinking about the brothers of the gang, thinking that the brothers do not need to lick blood from the knife, they have meat, drink, wear, and wear, and their wives, children and children are both fed and fed, then there is no problem. It is reasonable to put it in front of the King of Hell to judge merits and demerits. When the brothers live a good life, they will naturally be heartbroken.

I am afraid that this second brother will pull the boss off. I am attracted by the boss's business and took the position of the boss, and did the things the boss did before. This is not possible. No matter how good the excuse is, the brothers in the gang are not blind and are not convinced. If they cannot sit steadily in this seat, they will sooner or later the third and fourth brothers will appear."

Xu Buling picked up the wine bowl and ran into Manager Sun again:

"The shopkeeper is a sensible person, but unfortunately not everyone can see clearly like the shopkeeper."

"You have to understand this matter yourself, it's useless to see it clearly..."

...

One old and one young, just drinking and chatting in a small wine shop in the rain.

Not long after, footsteps sounded in the Qingshi Lane, from far to near, and came outside the fence.

Xu Buling looked at him in a blink of an eye. Ning Qingye stood outside the tavern with an oil paper umbrella and looked at him. He wanted to speak, but he stopped talking.

Xu Buling put down the wine bowl, took out a ingot of silver from his sleeve, placed it on the table, picked up the straight knife and stood up:

"Go away."

"Come often."

Manager Sun laughed twice, put the towel on his shoulder, and then packed up the empty pot of wine bowl.

Ning Qingye saw Xu Buling's face a little drunk, and thought for a while, and walked up to cover the oil-paper umbrella over Xu Buling's head. The two walked towards the depths of the alley. She turned her head and glanced at it, asking:

"Why are you drinking so much? Is the emperor making things difficult for you?"

Xu Buling's expression was easy-going, and took two steps and put his hand on Ning Qingye's shoulder:

"yes."

Ning Qingye subconsciously wanted to hide, but it was obvious that Xu Buling seemed to be in a bad mood. He hesitated for a moment but gave up, allowing Xu Buling to hug her shoulders and lean against each other tightly:

"What's wrong? The emperor would ask you to go back to Xiliang?"

Xu Buling nodded: "The emperor wants to pass the throne to the King of Wei. The King of Wei has the strongest military strength and high prestige. The four kings are likely to stop the army. Even if they still have to fight, the King of Wei will fight. I can only bring the troops back to Xiliang. In the future, the King of Wei will inherit the throne and will be the first to be liquidated."

Ning Qingye frowned and didn't understand the affairs of the court. After thinking about it, he asked:

"What should I do? How did you tell the emperor?"

"I killed the emperor."

"Oh...ah?!"

Ning Qingye suddenly paused, turned his head in shock, looked at Xu Buling, his eyes were shocked and suspicious, as if he was confirming whether Xu Buling was joking.

Xu Buling spread his hands and said, "I didn't lie to you, I'm really slaughtering you. In history books that will last for thousands of years, there will be a saying, "Xu Buling kills his king", which can be regarded as "famous being left in history."

Ning Qingye was shocked for a long time before he came to his senses. After thinking about it, his eyes showed a little distortion:

"Well, that dog emperor, Iron Eagle and Deer Hunting have caused many heroes to destroy the family of the world. They should have died long ago. If I hadn't had enough martial arts skills, I would have gone directly to the palace to kill the emperor for the first time I came to Chang'an City."

Xu Buling was a little helpless: "These are two different things. It's great to be happy, but the 'monarch, minister and minister' is like bullying his master and destroying his ancestors in the world, and he was stabbed by future generations."

"You even sleep with your master, are you afraid of this?"

“…”

Xu Buling blinked, speechless.

After Ning Qingye said it, he also found something wrong, but this is the truth. He is straightforward and does not think there is any problem. He just said:

"A man from the martial arts world, life and death are nothing more than closing his eyes. Even if he is extremely vicious and slashed by the court, he will be a hero again eighteen years later. The emperor is also a human being. Even if he breaks the law, he is a righteous man in the martial arts world. What are you worried about? What happens after death has nothing to do with you..."

Ning Qingye obviously rarely comforts people, and wanted to say one thing and enlighten his lover very seriously.

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled. After thinking about it, he suddenly raised his hand and hugged Ning Qingye in front of him, with gentle eyes:
Chapter completed!