Qiu Long and Liu E were both shocked because the second shopkeeper of Jianqi Great Wall had never been bullied like this before. It seemed that the second shopkeeper was always the only one who cheated others.
A child like Taoban, who protects the wine shop business so that Sister Diezhang and the second shopkeeper can make money every day, is Taoban’s biggest wish now, but Taoban still gives up at this moment. Taking the opportunity to speak up, he silently left the wine table with the dishes. He couldn't help but look back. He always felt that the tall young man wearing a green shirt was really awesome. He would become such a person in the future. Don't be a person like the second shopkeeper. Even if you often laugh and talk with people in the wine shop, you obviously make so much money every day and you are famous on the Sword Qi Great Wall. But when there are few people, that is today Looking like this, he is worried and not very happy.
Liu Xianyang let go of Chen Pingan, sat next to Chen Pingan who had given up some seats on the bench, waved to the peach board and said: "Then, little guy, bring another pot of good wine and a wine bowl. , the account is placed on Chen Ping'an's head."
Taoban looked at the second shopkeeper, who nodded slightly, and then went to pick up a pot of the cheapest Zhuhai Dongtian wine. Although he doesn’t really want to become the second shopkeeper, the business skills of the second shopkeeper, whether selling wine, running a business, or asking questions about fists and swords, are still the most powerful. Taoban feels that he can still learn these things, otherwise how can he follow them in the future? Feng Kangle snatched his wife.
Chen Pingan still had wine in his own jug, so he poured a bowl for Liu Xianyang and asked, "Why are you here?"
Liu Xianyang was not in a hurry to give an answer. , took a sip of the wine, shuddered, and said sadly: "Sure enough, I still can't get used to drinking these so-called immortal wines. I'm a fool. I only think that glutinous rice wine is delicious."
Chen Ping'an laughed. Said: "I actually brought some of Dong Shuijing's glutinous rice wine, but I just drank it all."
Liu Xianyang hit Chen Pingan on the shoulder with his elbow, "Then you are talking nonsense."
Chen Pingan rubbed his shoulders and drank by himself.
Liu Xianyang took a big sip of wine, raised the back of his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, raised his thumb, and pointed at the street behind him, "I came here to travel with my classmates. I didn't know about it until we were on the way here. The Great Wall of Sword Qi is at war again, which scares me half to death. I am afraid that the gentlemen and ladies will get angry and take out a few kilograms of Haoran Zhengqi from their bellies full of poems and books to show to the students, and then take us with them. While killing monsters on the top of the city, I wanted to hide in Chunbanzhai, one of the four private residences in Hanging Mountain, and concentrate on reading, and then take a look at the Sarugou Mansion, Plum Garden, and Shuijing Palace, which are as famous as Chunbanzhai, from a distance, but The teachers and classmates were all very upright. I was the best person to save face. I could lose half of my life, but my face must not be swollen, so I bravely followed him. I have learned a lot about your deeds, this is the most important reason, I have to advise you not to let you go through this trouble anymore."
Chen Ping'an didn't say anything and just drank.
The most nagging person in the world is Liu Xianyang.
Chen Pingan has been teaching for many years.
When the three of them got along, Liu Xianyang and Gu Can probably quarreled and cursed whenever they disagreed. Chen Ping'an didn't even bother to break up the quarrel. It just sounded like, anyway, they were one big and one small, so the quarrel wouldn't go anywhere. Liu Xianyang never seemed to lose when he quarreled with others, because he didn't care about winning or losing in the quarrel, and was always smiling and cheerful. Gu Can often said that he had won the quarrel, and scolded all eighteen generations of Liu Xianyang's ancestors, but in the end Gu Can himself was more concerned, so he chased Liu Xianyang and beat him. When he was angry, Gu Can would grab tree branches and throw stones. Even if Liu Xianyang was accidentally hit by a stone, he would not be angry. Gu Can once said that Liu Xianyang was not good at all. He lived a poor life and a bachelor life. The only thing that was okay was that he didn't hold grudges, let alone beat people because of his strength.
At that time, the three people who depended on each other actually had their own way of living. No one had more truth, and there was no clearly visible right or wrong. Liu Xianyang liked to talk nonsense, and Chen Pingan Gu Can feels that he doesn't understand the truth at all. Gu Can thinks that the truth is that if you have strong strength and a strong fist, if your family is rich and there are many scoundrels around you, whoever has the right will be justified. Liu Xianyang and Chen Ping'an are just older than him. Will they be able to marry a wife in this life? It's hard to tell how a pauper can make sense.
But at that time, the three of them always had more fun, climbing up trees to catch birds, going down to rivers to catch fish, planting rice seedlings to grab water, and picking bean sprouts from the gaps in the grain drying field.
While Liu Xianyang was drinking, Chen Ping'an asked, "How was your time studying with the Chunru Chen family?"
Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "What? It’s not that good. I haven’t been here for more than ten years. How can it be worse than in the small town?”
Liu Xianyang seems to be unable to get used to drinking this Zhuhai Dongtian Wine. More He took a sip of wine, "So I don't regret leaving the town at all. At most, when I'm bored, I think about the scenery in my hometown, the crop fields, the messy dragon kiln residence, and the chicken excrement and dog shit in the alley. , but just thinking about it casually, I don’t have any more feelings. If it weren’t for some old accounts that I had to settle, and there were still people I wanted to meet, I didn’t feel the need to go back to Aquarius Continent. What would I do if I went back? What's the point?"
Liu Xianyang shook his head and repeated: "It's really not that exciting."
Chen Ping'an suddenly just said a name and stopped talking, "Gu Can. "
Liu Xianyang sneered: "The little slug has been thinking about you as his father since he was a child. You really think of yourself as his father. You are mentally ill and you won't kill him if you don't want to. You have an uneasy conscience. , you asked for it, you will suffer it, if you kill me, kill me, and you will bear the regret in your heart, what is going on now, haven't you always been like this since you were a child? When you are old, read it
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After reading the book, you will be a gentleman and a sage. If you learn boxing and practice the Tao, you will be a god on the mountain?”
Liu Xianyang was so angry that he slapped Chen Ping'an on the head, "Gu Can? The little slug doesn't even want to shout?"!
The more Liu Xianyang talked, the angrier he became. He refused to drink even if he poured wine, and cursed: "That's your mother-in-law, she just likes to make trouble." If it were me, Gu Can left the town. He was so capable. What he did was none of my business. I only know the little slug from Mudbottle Alley. He became the little devil of Shujian Lake. He killed innocent people indiscriminately and died when he wanted to. By doing bad things, he lived a life as good as everyone else. He was also a little slug. The problem is that the Book Slip Lake is full of smoke. Who can stop this disaster? Did I, Liu Xianyang, kill or harm someone? How many books have you, Chen Ping'an, read, and you have to conduct yourself according to the moral principles of saints and sages in everything you do? At that time, you were a layman who was not even a disciple of Confucianism, but you were so arrogant, so why didn’t all the Confucian saints and gentlemen ascend to heaven one by one? I, Liu Xianyang, a serious Confucian disciple, and the ancestor of the Chen family who carries the sun and the moon on his shoulders, why don't I come to this Sword Qi Great Wall to kill demons 780 years ago? Otherwise, would you have to struggle and torture yourself to death? I just don’t understand, how can you live like Chen Ping’an? I remember you were not like this when you were a child. You didn’t care about any other things, and you didn’t like to gossip. Who taught you this? ? That Mr. Qi from the school? He's dead, I can't talk about him, and besides, the dead are the most important. Literary sage and old scholar? Okay, I'll scold him later. The Great Sword Immortal or so? Forget it, if I'm too close, I'm afraid he'll hit me. "
Chen Pingan finally said, "I have always been the same person I was back then. "
Liu Xianyang raised his hand, and Chen Ping'an subconsciously hid.
Liu Xianyang rolled his eyes, raised his wine bowl and took a sip of wine, "I know what I can't imagine the most. Thing, what is it? It’s not that you have the wealth you have today. You seem to be rich and have become one of the most promising people in our group. Because I have long thought that Chen Pingan will definitely become rich, very rich. It's not you who got into this miserable situation today, because I know you have always been a person who likes to get into trouble. "
Liu Xianyang raised the wine bowl, "The last thing I expected is that you learned to drink and really like drinking. "
Liu Xianyang picked up the wine bowl and put it back on the table. He really didn't like drinking. He sighed, "The little slug has become like this. What can Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang do? Who doesn’t have their own life to live. There are so many things that we just can't do well no matter how hard we try. This has always been like this, and it will even remain like this in the future. We have survived our most miserable years. "
Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand to hold down Chen Ping'an's head, "You have done so many things to help the little slug make up for his mistakes. It's very good. It couldn't be better." After all, I have read a few books by sages, and I know that there is a shortage of fools like you in the world who get themselves into trouble. "
Liu Xianyang raised his hand gently, and then slapped it down, "But you are still feeling so uncomfortable. It's very bad, and it can't be worse." Like me, Liu Xianyang was Liu Xianyang first, and then he was the half-hearted scholar, so I just don’t want you to becomeThat fool. As long as this kind of selfishness doesn't harm anyone, don't be afraid of it. "
Chen Pingan said: "I know all the truth. "
Liu Xianyang smiled bitterly: "I just can't do it, or I feel that I'm not good enough, right? So it's more uncomfortable? ”
Chen Pingan nodded, “Actually, I have already passed the level of Gu Can. Just looking at so many lonely ghosts makes me think of the three of us back then. I can't help but feel the same way. I think of Gu Can, such a small child, who was so kicked that he rolled on the ground in pain and almost died. I think of Liu Xianyang who was almost beaten to death in Mud Bottle Alley. I also think of Liu Xianyang. I almost starved to death because I relied on the food from my neighbors to survive, so I wanted to do something more in Shujian Lake. I wasn't harming anyone. I could also try my best to protect myself. I wanted to do it, but You can do a little bit, why not do it? "
Liu Xianyang also felt uncomfortable and said slowly: "If I had known this was the case, I would not have left my hometown. Sure enough, you can't do it without me. ”
When a person has an ideal, he often needs to leave his hometown.
After finally achieving his dream, he will inevitably feel homesick in his dream.
But Liu Xianyang As he said himself, he doesn't miss much about his hometown, and there is nothing he can't let go of.
At most, he is worried about Chen Ping'an and Little Slug, but he still misses the latter. Thinking about it, he is far inferior to Chen Pingan.
For Liu Xianyang, living a good life is actually the biggest responsibility to the old Liu family, such as visiting the graves to toast every year, posting door gods during the Spring Festival, and so on. Liu Xianyang had not paid much attention to things like the renovation of his ancestral home since he was a child, and he had made do with it carelessly. Every time he went to the grave during the first month of the year and Qingming Festival, he liked to spend some ready-made paper money with Chen Pingan, and Chen Pingan also talked about it once or twice. Liu Xianyang rejected all the words, saying that I was the only seedling of the old Liu family. In the future, I could help the old Liu family spread its branches and spread the fragrance. The ancestors should be smiling and blooming underground, and they dare to expect him to be alone. How about the descendants who are trying to make a living? If you really want to bless him, Liu Xianyang, and care about the descendants of the old Liu family, then hurry up and tell me how many pots of money are buried in the town, let alone make a fortune. Burn a small pot of paper money, and have several big pots of paper horses and paper figures.
Liu Xianyang has always had a big heart. Even when he was almost beaten to death, he could make fun of it, even if he was small. It really doesn't matter what the slug is talking about. The eyes of a little slug are always smaller than the eyes of a needle.
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Grudges will eventually turn into insignificant things one by one. They can be written off and the story ends. However, some people's grudges will keep their eyes wide open and stare at the ledger all their lives. I feel happy from the bottom of my heart, not at all uncomfortable, but this is the real fulfillment.
Liu Xianyang said: "As long as you are demanding on yourself, the world will be more and more demanding on you. crossIn the future, there will only be more and more idle people who are full and picky about good people. The better the world is, the more gossip will be caused. Because the world is better, only then will you have the energy to make irresponsible remarks, and the world will become more tolerant. Selfish person. The world is really bad, so naturally everyone shuts up. It’s not easy to get enough to eat, and the war is in chaos. How can you have the free time to care about the good or bad of others, not even your own life and death. This makes sense, do you understand? "
Chen Pingan nodded.
Liu Xianyang continued: "If you think Shen Du is the top priority, and think Chen Pingan should become a better person, I I’m too lazy to persuade you, since the person is not dead anyway, that’s all. So I only ask you to do one thing, don't die. "
Chen Pingan said: "There are too many surprises, so try your best. ”
Liu Xianyang frowned, “Mr. Qi of the school chose you to escort those children to study. The literary sage and old scholar chose you to become a closed disciple. So many people in Luopo Mountain chose you.” , became the mountain master, Ning Yao chose you and became a Taoist couple. No matter how great or good these reasons are, they are not the reasons for you to die here or in this war. To put it bluntly, none of these people who chose you want you to die on the Great Sword Qi Wall. Who do you think you are? If there is one more Chen Ping'an on the Sword Qi Great Wall, will it definitely be able to be defended? Without Chen Ping'an, we will definitely not be able to defend it? There is no such bullshit, and don't talk to me about whether there is Chen Ping'an or not, and if you do more, you will do better. I don't understand you yet? You just want to do something, but don't have a reason? In the past, you didn't read any books, so you just kept reading one thing after another. Now that you have read some books, you are definitely more able to deceive yourself and others. Let me ask you one thing, have you ever thought about leaving here alive? Is everything you do done to leave the Sword Qi Great Wall alive? "
Chen Ping'an remained silent.
Liu Xianyang asked: "That means there is no more. By luck? Bet that the Great Wall of Sword Qi can be defended, Ning Yao will not die, left and right will not die, and all the new friends here will not die? Do you, Chen Ping'an, feel that things have been going so smoothly since you left your hometown, that finally things have turned around, and that you have gone from being the unluckiest to the luckiest? Have you ever thought that the more you have now, the more people die and the game is over, you will still be the poor guy with the worst luck? "
Chen Pingan said angrily: "Then what should I do? ! If it were you and me, what would you do? !
Liu Xianyang looked calm and said: "It's simple. Let's talk to Ning Yao first. Even if the Sword Qi Great Wall cannot be defended, both of us have to live. In the meantime, we can try our best to do things." Use swords and punches without sparing any force. So we have to ask Ning Yao what his thoughts are. Should he drag Chen Ping'an to die here and be the desperate mandarin ducks? Or does he hope that one will die and the other will go? , strive for both of them to leave with a clear conscience, and be willing to think that even if they owe something today, they will make up for it in the future. After asking Ning Yao clearly what he was thinking, no matter what the temporary answer was, he had to ask his senior brother what he was thinking. What should he do to inherit the legacy of Wen Sheng?The incense of Pulse continued, but he still bore the identity of a disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage, and died vigorously on the battlefield. Senior brother and junior brother died first. Finally, I asked the boss, the swordsman Chen Qingdu, if I, Chen Pingan, wanted to live, would I stop him? If not, could I help him a little bit? In such a big matter as life and death, face is nothing.
Liu Xianyang pushed his wine bowl to Chen Ping'an and said, "Have you forgotten, the three of us were in our hometown back then, who was qualified to order a face?" If you ask for help from others, will they give it to you? If it works if you ask for it, who among the three of us would think this is a problem? The little slug asked people not to insult his mother. If he begged, it would be done. Do you think how many times the little slug could kowtow? If you knelt on the ground and kowtowed, you could learn the art of making porcelain. Would you kowtow? If I kowtow and knock my head into two pieces, I will be rich and become a man. Do you think I won't make a big hole in the ground? Why, now that he has made a living, the poor guy from Mud Bottle Alley has become the young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain and the second shopkeeper of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and instead he only cares about his life and face? I can't afford this kind of drink. I, Liu Xianyang, have read a lot of books, but I still feel shameless and feel ashamed of myself. I can no longer compete with Chen Ping'an. ”
Chen Pingan looked dazed, stretched out his hand, and pushed the wine bowl back to its original place.
It seems that this is the only thing that can be done.
Liu Xianyang reached out and grabbed the white bowl and threw it on the ground beside him. The white bowl shattered all over the floor. He sneered, "That's bullshit. I won't die here anyway. When I return to my hometown, don't worry. I would visit the graves of uncles and aunts, and I would say, "Your son was a nice person, and your daughter-in-law was also nice, but she is also dead." Chen Pingan, do you think they will be happy if they hear it? "
Chen Ping'an's whole body collapsed there. His heart, fist, and spirit were all collapsed. He just murmured: "I don't know. In all these years, I have never dreamed about my parents, not even once. "
Liu Xianyang suddenly laughed, turned around and asked: "Brother-in-law, what do you say? "
Behind Chen Pingan, there was a woman who came here after a long journey. She stood in silence for a long time in the small world and finally said: "If you want Chen Pingan to die, I will let him die first. Chen Pingan wanted to die, but I liked him, so I only beat him half to death. ”
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