Sword of Coming

Ten years have passed since the last turmoil, when Chen Pingan came to the wine shop to drink again. At the end of the new year, the Sword Qi Great Wall does not have the strong New Year flavor of Haoran Tianxia.

Thanks to the gift of the second shopkeeper, the great treasurer of Diezhang has become more and more famous. Diezhang also learned a lot about business with Chen Ping'an, and they became more and more familiar with each other when they greeted and sent off.

If someone asks, "Grand shopkeeper, do you want to treat us today? You have earned us so much fairy money, so you have to treat us once, right?"

Die Zhang replied, "You wait for the sword fairy, spend money to drink, and kill monsters with your sword, why do you need others to do it for you?"

All the wine tables booed everywhere, and the overlapping mountains didn't matter now.

After saying hello to stacked peaks and acquainted drinkers, Chen Pingan moved a small bench to sit there at the corner of the street, but today no one came to hear Mr. Shu's story about the mountains and rivers, and many young girls saw the figure in the blue shirt After hesitating, they all chose to take a detour.

Except for the big kid holding the clay pot, who was blocked by his parents at home, Zhang Jiazhen wanted to work as a long-term labor elsewhere to earn money, and the rest did not dare to come.

It may not be that Chen Ping'an is a bad person, but that person, after all, beat someone to death at the wine shop, and some children or their elders saw it with their own eyes.

This is human nature, Chen Pingan is not surprised, let alone disappointed, sat for a while, basking in the warm sun at the end of winter, nibbling melon seeds, then picked up the bench and returned to the wine shop, without helping, at the counter of the shop While planning to reconcile the account books, Chiezhang came to the shop between serving dishes and wine for the guests, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Business is not bad."

Chen Pingan closed the account book, spread his palms, wiped the abacus lightly, raised his head and smiled and asked, "Have you always wanted to ask me if that person is a spy of the demon clan? And Chen Pingan's friends, hope I can tell you a clear answer?"

Without hesitation, Diezhang shook his head and said, "I don't want to ask this, I already have the answer in my heart."

Chen Ping tapped the abacus skillfully, and said slowly: "The strength of the two sides is very different, or the opponent's strategy is far-reaching. If you lose, you will be convinced. If you are not convinced, you will know it in your heart. I have lost more than once in this situation. And it was miserable, but I benefited a lot from reviewing the game afterwards. I’m afraid of those tricks that you can see through at a glance, but can be so disgusting. The other party doesn’t even think about making a lot of money, just for fun.”

Chen Pingan has not said a word yet. Because the wild world will soon attack the city with all its strength, even if it is not the next one, it will not be too far away, so some insignificant pawns in this city can be squandered wantonly.

This is also a reminder of some key dark chess hidden deeper.

Chen Ping glanced outside the shop door, "This is someone who is gathering momentum behind the scenes. If I just take it lightly and think that the conspiracy of the Great Wall of Sword Qi seems to be on a completely different level compared to Haoran Tianxia, ​​then I am doomed to die." It will hurt the people around me. The planner hiding behind the scenes is prescribing the right medicine, seeing that I like to do things without mistakes first, and deliberately let me win every step of the way."

Die Zhang said with a smile: "Xiao Sheng? Pang Yuanji and Qi Shou heard that they were going to jump and scold their mothers. If you don't talk about Qi Shou, Pang Yuanji will definitely not come to drink again. He is not willing to buy the cheapest wine."

Chen Ping laughed, "That was a small victory. Pang Yuanji and Qi Shou knew it well. The Sword Immortal who watched the battle knew it, and everyone who should know it knew it. Because I am not a real sword repairer, and I am not a native of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Shi. ​​Although the person’s words before were intentionally disgusting, many of them were indeed on point. It’s a pity that all the words, without any accidents, it is difficult to win me. I had two fights with Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji earlier. , I won more than my 'accident'."

Die Zhang sighed, "Chen Pingan, do you know that you are scary."

It's like two people playing chess, one side guesses where the other side is going, how does the other side feel?

Some things have already happened, but there are still some things that even Fatty Chen Sanqiuyan and the others don’t know. For example, when Chen Pingan was writing and asked Diezhang to help with the paper, Chen Pingan laughed and said that he was waiting for a rabbit this time, and the other party must be young , the realm is not high, but he must have been to the southern battlefield, so more ordinary sword cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi can "feel empathy", give birth to a heart of compassion, and show a feeling of common hatred and hatred. Fangshi, the hometown of the Great Wall, is still an "ordinary person" with a good reputation, helping the old, young, women and children in the neighborhood all the year round. After the death of this person, the people behind the scenes don't need to add fuel to the flames, they just need to watch from the sidelines, otherwise they will not regard the inspector sword fairy of the Great Wall of Sword Qi as a sword fairy. From the back alleys of the market, large and small restaurants, and various shops, it spread to the mansions of wealthy families bit by bit. In the ears of many sword immortals, some people ignored it, while others silently remembered it. However, Chen Pingan also said at the time that this was just the worst outcome, and it may not be true. Besides, the situation is not too bad.

At this moment, Diezhang was originally worried that Chen Pingan would be angry, but he never thought that Chen Pingan's smile would remain the same, and it was not far-fetched, just like this sentence, which was also within his expectation.

This is the second time Chen Pingan has heard such a statement.

"To be able to say this in person is to really treat me as a friend."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Those who are my enemies should feel this way."

Diezhang said: "With you by Ning Yao's side, I feel more at ease."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "After the next war in the south, if you are still willing to say this sentence, I will feel much more at ease."

The overlapping peaks suddenly looked dignified.

Chen Pingan nodded, and said softly: "Yes, this is also intentional by the people behind the other party. First, let's make sure that Chen Pingan, a disciple of Wensheng and son-in-law of the Ning Mansion, who has just arrived, will really ascend to the top of the city and fight with the sword Xiu fought side by side. Second, dare to go out of the city to the southern battlefield to fight against the enemy and kill monsters. Third, after leaving the city, what is the choice between protecting your own life and fighting with all your strength? Talking about other things, I still want to save face, for myself and for the Ning Mansion, and I will not hesitate to die to prove myself. Of course, the best result is that Chen Pingan died vigorously on the southern battlefield. Someone will say something nice for me."

Chen Pingan joked: "The chair my husband sat on is regarded as a family heirloom by you and has been treasured in the wing room of your small house. Then you think that the small benches on the left and right sides of Mr. Wen Sheng can be used by anyone. Do you sit down?"

With a heavy heart, Diezhang picked up a jar of wine and uncovered the mud seal, poured two bowls of wine, took a big sip by himself first, and remained silent.

Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile, "Drink less, even though we are shopkeepers, we still have to spend money to drink."

Diezhang holding a wine bowl, hesitated to speak.

Chen Pingan asked: "Any questions? Just ask."

Diezhang asked softly: "The person who got up first with the bowl? Was it Tuoer?"

Chen Pingan smiled from ear to ear, waved his hands and said, "No."

Then Chen Pingan pointed to the overlapping peaks, "Master, just be a businessman with peace of mind. It's really not suitable for doing these things that calculate people's hearts. If I do this, wouldn't I be all the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, especially those The sword immortals watching the fire from the other side are all fools who only know how to practice swords and don't know people's hearts? Some things seem to be perfect and benefit the most, but in fact they are absolutely impossible to do. Too deliberate, but not beautiful. For example, my initial plan, So I just want not to lose, and if I beat that person to death, I won’t lose any more, if I’m not satisfied, I’ll add another thing to the snake, and people will look down on me for nothing.”

Diezhang sighed heavily, with a complicated look on his face, raised the wine bowl in his hand, imitating Chen Ping'an's words, "Drink all the dirty things in the world!"

Chen Pingan lifted the wine bowl with a smile and bumped against it, "Thank you, shopkeeper, for inviting me to drink."

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To the west of the city, there is a cold palace for hermit officials, and to the east there is actually a summer palace. It is not big, but it costs a lot of money.

Today in the cold palace, in the lobby, Lord Yinguan stood on a beautifully crafted chair, which is a fairy artifact from Liuxiazhou in the vast world. It is made of red wood, with patterns like water, and clouds flowing.

There are also two native sword immortals in the lobby who assist Yinguan's lineage. The male is named Zhu'an, and the female is named Luoshan.

In addition, there is a Nascent Soul cultivator who is in charge of collecting espionage information. He is reporting the beginning and end of the liquor shop turmoil, and has found out all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the young sword cultivator Huangzhou in the Sea Viewing Realm. Master's succession, relatives and friends, acquainted elders of earth immortals, etc., have been told in detail to Jianxian Zhuan. As for the lord Yinguan, he has never been interested in these.

In addition, there was Pang Yuanji, who attended the meeting with a Confucian gentleman named Wang Zai, who had some relationship with the previous Confucian sage who sat on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Lord Yinguan closed his eyes, walked up and down on the chair, his figure was swaying, and he was holding two braids with both hands, as if he was sleepwalking.

Sword Immortal Bamboo An listened to his subordinates' reports, while flipping through the spy report in his hand. For the sake of precision, the number of words was naturally long, so the lord Yinguan never touches these.

The female Sword Immortal Luoshan is wearing a brocade gown with a round collar and a hairpin on her head, which is extremely bright red, which is particularly eye-catching.

In the case of espionage, the gentleman Wang Zai is similar to the spokesperson in the court temple of Haoran Tianxia. He is not qualified to participate in specific affairs, but he barely has the right to make suggestions.

In the words of Mr. Yinguan, it is necessary to give these outsiders who hold Shangfang's sword a little chance to speak. As for what they say, whether they listen or not depends on their mood.

After hearing the espionage, Wang Zai asked: "It turns out that there is no conclusive evidence to prove that Huang Zhou is a spy of the monster clan. Would Chen Pingan be suspected of indiscriminate killing? To take a step back, if he is really a spy of the monster clan , and should be handed over to us. If not, it’s just a dispute between young people, wouldn’t it be a disregard for human life?”

Pang Yuanji frowned, didn't speak, just lowered his head to drink.

As the only direct descendant of Lord Yinguan, Pang Yuanji's words are often more effective than the two senior sword immortals Zhu'an and Luoshan, but Pang Yuanji doesn't like to mix these smoky things, and has always concentrated on practicing.

Luo Shan said indifferently: "Wicked people should be tortured by wicked people, and they will regret doing evil. Speaking at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is really no need to be taboo. It doesn't matter if you are a five-level swordsman, scolding Dong Sangen, as long as Dong Sangen doesn't care. But if Dong Sangeng made a move, he would die in vain. That Chen Pingan was obviously waiting for others to trouble him. If Huang Zhou was sensible, he should accept the first piece of paper when he saw it. , Is it important to be a spy of the monster race? If you are stupid, don’t blame the other party for being too heavy. As for Chen Pingan, do you really think that you are the sword repairer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi? Don’t be ashamed! In the next battle in the south, I will let people Specially record Chen Pingan's journey of killing demons."

Zhu'an said with a straight face: "On this matter, you, Luo Shan, don't talk much."

The female sword fairy Luoshan had some ties with the couple in Ningfu, and they had a bad relationship in the early years.

As for Luo Shan's remarks, it is far from interceding for Chen Ping'an. If they died, they would each be hit with 50 slaps, but half of the slaps were thrown on the dead body.

Wang Zai came to the Sword Qi Great Wall for seven or eight years, and participated in a major battle, but he didn't fight much. He was more like a swordsman in charge of the army, a battlefield recorder. Lord Yinguan said, since you are a gentleman, you must have read poetry and books, and you are delicate and tender, so don't fight and kill. At that time, Wang Zai was also very angry, and talked about it with Confucian sages, but to no avail.

Luo Shan sneered and said, "What about the Sword Immortal in Zhuan? Do you want to call Chen Pingan to ask? Wensheng disciple, and a senior brother who is fascinated by swordsmanship, is watching from the top of the city."

Zhuan's face was gloomy.

According to the rules, of course you have to ask.

But that young man is too good at being a man, his words and deeds are impeccable, not to mention his backing is too big.

Wang Zai said: "The sage of literature is no longer a sage of literature. What's more, Chen Pingan is a student of Confucianism. He should act more in accordance with the rules and not kill people at will. Even if the old gentleman who has no god in the Confucian Temple is present, I will say so bluntly." , if the two sword celestial beings are not suitable to come forward, they can ask the younger generation to question Chen Pingan."

Zhu'an asked, "Is the place of questioning here, or in Ningfu?"

Wang Zai heard the implication of the sword fairy's words, so he took the next best thing and said, "I can pay a visit, so that I won't embarrass Chen Pingan too much."

Luo Shan twitched the corners of his mouth, "That's good, otherwise I'm afraid that as soon as Chen Ping's front heel arrives at the palace, Zuo Dajianxian will come on his heel."

Pang Yuanji sighed, put away the jug, and said with a smile: "Whether Huangzhou is a pawn placed by the monster clan, the ordinary sword cultivator murmured in his heart, we don't know?"

Wang Zai said: "I'm just talking about the facts. This man Huangzhou is well-known in Dayuling Lane of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I have already read the records of the battles in detail. He deserves a comment on his hard work. Let me say something bad. Although the level of sword cultivators like Huangzhou is not high and they don't kill many enemies, they are the foundation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It will chill the hearts of many ordinary sword cultivators. There is a clear distinction between rewards and punishments, which is the iron law of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Why, if you are a disciple of a sage, you are the younger brother of the Great Sword Immortal, so you can’t control it?"

Speaking of this, Wang Zai looked resolute and looked at the two sword celestial beings, Zhu'an and Luoshan. At this moment, the Confucian gentleman has a kind of spirit that thousands of people will follow.

Lord Yinguan opened her eyes, stood on the edge of the chair, swaying back and forth like a tumbler, she didn't look at the scholar at all, and lazily said: "If there are 10,000 people like Huangzhou in the city, I will only kill nine of them." One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, the boss Sword Immortal will scold me for dereliction of duty, and punish me for not drinking for many years."

After she spoke.

Zhu'an and Luoshan, two sword celestial beings, got up immediately.

The Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator looked even more solemn, as if he was listening to the imperial decree.

Lord Yinguan stretched out his palm and yawned, "Have your brains been exhausted by several battles in succession? Then eat more, drink more water, don't practice sword practice and sword practice all the time, It’s easy to train your brain to break it. You’re okay, as for some people, reading and reading ruined their brains, and I can’t save them.”

Jun Zi Wang Zai's expression remained the same.

Lord Yinguan nodded to himself and said: "Although I have never liked that Chen Pingan, but now, when I compare it, I think it is much more pleasing to the eye. Oh, why is this? Why?"

She pointed to Luo Shan, "Tell me about it."

Luo Shan smiled and said, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Lord Yinguan nodded, "It makes sense."

Wang Zai stood still.

Mr. Yinguan was a little convinced by the shamelessness of these scholars, and cast a wink at Zhu'an, who immediately gave an excuse and took Wang Zai out of the meeting hall.

Luo Shan also left with that Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator.

There are only two masters and apprentices left.

Pang Yuanji smiled and said, "Master, the sub-sage lineage, do you just dislike the Wensheng lineage?"

Lord Yinguan beckoned, and Pang Yuanji walked to the grand master's chair, but was grabbed by Lord Yinguan and twisted hard, "Yuanji, you have trained your mind to the worst when you practice swords!"

Pang Yuanji didn't care much about his master, he broke free from Lord Yinguan's little hand, rubbed his cheeks, and said helplessly, "Master, solve the confusion."

Lord Yinguan rolled his eyes, "Why did I find such a stupid apprentice like you? Do you really think that Wang Zai is targeting Chen Pingan? He is helping us to prove Chen Pingan's innocence together, such a simple thing , you can’t even tell? I don’t want him to have his way, anyway, that Chen Ping’an is a fine person, so it doesn’t matter at all.”

Pang Yuanji pondered carefully, nodded, and at the same time he was a little angry. How dare this Wang Zai plot against his master?

Lord Yinguan waved his hand, "What is this? It is obvious that Wang Zai is suspicious of the Dong family and our side. In other words, except for Chen Qingdu and the three saints who sit in charge, Wang Zai regards all big families as suspicious." For example, Wang Zai, a hidden official like me, is equally suspicious. Do you think the Confucian sage who lost to me is some kind of fuel-efficient lamp? Face?"

Pang Yuanji smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not good at these things."

The Hidden Officer stabbed his sword with both hands and waved randomly, saying, "What are you good at these? You are the next hidden official who is nailing on the board.

Pang Yuanji said: "Isn't Master very good at it?"

She said, "I am your master."

Pang Yuanji nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Lord Yinguan jumped up and said: "Shameless, imitate me? Give me the money! You can pay off the debt with drinks!"

Pang Yuanji threw a pot of Zhuhaidongtian wine in the past, and put it in the sleeve of the hidden official. The ants moved and secretly accumulated it. Now it is not allowed to drink, but she can hide the wine.

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At the end of the new year, Ning Yao asked Chen Pingan why he didn't prepare Spring Festival couplets and door gods. Back then in the small town of Lizhu Dongtian, Ning Yao went door-to-door. Ning Yao felt that it was very festive, so he missed it a little.

Chen Ping asked with a smile, is it possible that the Great Wall of Sword Qi still sells these? Ning Yao said that you can write and draw by yourself.

However, Chen Pingan said that when entering the country, one should follow the custom, and there is no need to pay attention to these things.

Ning Yao was a little annoyed, he didn't care what they thought.

Chen Pingan said he would take care of it.

Ning Yao was really angry, Chen Ping explained the reasons in detail, and finally said that there is no need to worry about this matter, he will stay at the Great Wall of Sword Qi for a long time, maybe he will have the opportunity to do business with the Spring Festival couplets and door gods in the future. Just like today's cities and restaurants are used to hanging couplets.

Ning Yao then let him go.

After recovering from his injuries, Chen Pingan went to the top of the city again to practice swords with his senior brothers.

This time I learned to be smart, and directly took the porcelain bottle of ointment, thinking that the injury would be healed at the top of the city, so as not to look too scary. After finishing his practice at the Longtai pavilion, he still waited for no one, so he went to the top of the city, only to find that Chen Pingan was lying about ten steps away, bandaging himself. It is estimated that before that, the injury was really serious, otherwise Just like Chen Ping'an's physical condition, which is used to going straight to the half-dead, he returned to Ning Mansion in the talisman boat as if he had been fine for a long time.

Ning Yao sat next to Chen Ping'an, turned his head and stared left and right, and complained, "It's the New Year's Eve!"

After holding back for a long time, he nodded and said, "Pay attention in the future."

Chen Pingan secretly laughed.

Zuo Zuo finally said: "Once upon a time, there were sages who asked heavenly questions by the riverside, and left them 173 questions for future generations. Later, there were scholars who answered the 173 questions asked by the sages in the study. Regarding this matter, you You can find out."

Chen Pingan agreed to ask Chen Sanqiu to help him buy books. This guy himself likes to collect books.

Chen Ping took out the talisman boat, Ning Yao drove it, and returned to Ning Mansion together.

Jianqi Great Wall will not have that New Year's Eve dinner in every household. In the Ning Mansion, it was Chen Ping'an who cooked the kitchen himself that day, and let Nanny Bai rest to cook a sumptuous dinner.

Friends have their friends too.

Except for Dong Huafu who is relatively withdrawn and has no peers to talk to, Yan Zhuo will have another hill of his own, and Chen Sanqiu has more friends.

In the first month of the lunar year, Chen Sanqiu took three good friends to drink at the shop in Diezhang.

There are four people at a wine table, and a boy named Fan Dache is so drunk that he wants to die, his tears and snot are drunk out, Chen Sanqiu is helpless, and the other two young men and women who are about the same background as Fan Dache are also No problem, not to mention that the man and woman are a pair of Taoists, at today's wine table, it is even more difficult to say anything, because Fan Dache's favorite woman is not from the right family, and Fan Dache's family background is good, he never thought that he would be dumped by that woman, I found another son with a big surname, and almost started talking about marriage. Chen Sanqiu's good friends were also caught off guard by this matter, they couldn't figure out why that woman named Yu Qia, who was in the Sea Watching Realm, abandoned Fan Dache and went to embrace others.

Fan Dache himself couldn't figure it out even more, so he got drunk and talked endlessly.

Seeing Chen Ping'an, Fan Dache shouted loudly: "Hey, isn't this our second innkeeper, it's rare to show up, come and drink, drink!"

Chen Pingan just came here alone to reconcile with the mountain, and gave Chen Sanqiu a wink and shouted to make a rescue. Chen Pingan was a little helpless. He had only met Fan Dache and Yu Qia twice, and had never dealt with them. On the bench beside Chen Sanqiu, he just took two jars of wine, opened one by himself, and drank silently. Fan Dache drank too much, he was heartbroken and hurt his lungs, his drunk eyes were hazy with tears, it seemed that being sad really broke his heart.

The most pitiful thing, of course, I still drank so much wine, but I was not drunk to death, and I couldn't forget my worries.

There is no way, sometimes drinking to soothe your sorrows is just sprinkling salt on the wound. The more distressed you are, the more you want to drink.

Chen Sanqiu didn't really want Chen Pingan to say anything, but Dora just drank alone.

Chen Pingan listened, and roughly understood something. It's just that the relationship between the two parties is shallow, and Chen Ping'an is unwilling to say more.

Chen Pingan had noticed that Yu Qia, the woman who could make Fan Dache so heart-wrenching, even after drinking so much, was unwilling to say a harsh word. Although her family background is not very good, she has a bookish spirit that is rare for women on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but she also has a bit of pride. The reason why Chen Ping paid attention was that she had a movement at that time, which made Chen Ping remember. At that time, Chen Sanqiu and Fan Dache People were sitting around the wine table and met a sword fairy by chance. Yu Qia got acquainted with him and got up to toast. Ping An didn't think it was impolite, and the male sword fairy naturally didn't have any reverie, but Chen Ping remembered it very clearly, because Chen Ping had seen a similar woman with elegant temperament on the various wine tables in Haoran Tianxia. , Conversation is calm, it is very attractive to men, similar scenes, by no means mean that Yu Qia is a flirt, on the contrary, it is just a kind of entertainment that pays attention to propriety.

Chen Ping doesn't say whether he accepts it or not. In short, he understands that wherever in life he is not on the road of practice, everyone has his own way to live and live.

Many words and deeds, many ordinary skills that are invisible to others, are amulets that some people have silently replaced for themselves.

But Fan Dache obviously didn't understand, and he never even paid attention to it. Probably in his heart, his favorite woman has always been so aware of the general.

In the final analysis, Fan Dache likes the other party, or the kind of love that is determined, there is no doubt, but he may not really understand the other party's preferences, and the other party's life is not easy.

And after listening to Fan Dache's words, after hearing that Yu Qia was going to separate from him, he was completely stunned, and asked her if he had done something wrong, and he could correct it.

But Yu Qia was very persistent and only said that the two parties were not suitable. So among Fan Dache's many drinking conversations today, there is one sentence, why is it inappropriate, why didn't he find out that it was inappropriate until today?

Fan Dache suddenly shouted: "Chen Ping'an, you must not think that Yu Qia is that bad woman, you must not think so!"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

Fan Dache raised the white bowl and drank half of the wine. Because he poured half of the bowl, he looked at Chen Pingan who was sitting next to Chen Sanqiu, but his eyes were blank, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Tell me, what is wrong with me?" Why did she, Yu Qia, say that she married? Is love really a disadvantage for a good man? Just because of that bastard, he can speak sweet words and please women? I poured out my heart on her, Yu Qia, Why is it so bad? My family is strictly controlled, and the gods don’t have much money, but as long as it’s something she likes, I don’t have enough money on my own, so I have to borrow money from Sanqiu and buy it for her?”

Fan Dache paused for a moment, "Chen Ping'an, you are an outsider, and bystanders can tell, tell me, where did I go wrong?"

Chen Pingan asked: "Does she know that you borrow money from Chen Sanqiu?"

Fan Dache was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "How the hell do I know if she knows? If I knew, Yu Qia should sit next to me right now. It doesn't matter if I know or not, Yu Qia should sit next to me. Here, those who drink with me, drink together..."

In the end, the voice weakened, and the young man was only sad again.

Chen Pingan took a sip of wine, put down the wine bowl, and asked softly: "Does she know, is it really okay?"

Fan Dache's voice suddenly rose, "Chen Ping'an, don't make sarcastic remarks here, you won't have a backache when you stand up and talk. You like Ning Yao, and Ning Yao likes you too. You are all gods, and you don't know anything about daily necessities!"

Just as Chen Sanqiu was about to remind Fan Dache to stop talking nonsense, Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and lightly pressed his arm, shook his head, and signaled to Chen Sanqiu that it was okay.

Chen Pingan didn't say anything more, just drinking silently.

But Fan Dache seemed to have finally found a way to relieve his worries, and started to talk more stupid things about Chen Pingan, but fortunately it was only about the love between men and women.

Chen Sanqiu's face was livid, even Diezhang frowned, thinking whether to punch him unconscious or not.

Chen Ping'an looked calm all the time, and when Fan Dache finished speaking the angry words that he felt wronged, he burst into tears.

Only then did Chen Pingan say: "I haven't done a good job, and I can't keep people. Don't make excuses for yourself. Blame yourself for being a good person. It's wrong to think that it's wrong to be infatuated with women. What kind of gentle treatment is it? It's better to put honey on others' mouths." Li Huqiao, her own vision is not good, so she admits it. Many people like someone, in addition to liking each other, they also like themselves, intoxicated, love to death, snot and tears, just to show themselves. Even I am blind , or the person you like by chance, what do you think, even whether the other party is worth your effort, I don’t know at all, anyway, let’s talk about moving yourself first.”

Fan Dache slapped the table, "Shut up for me!"

Chen Pingan said indifferently: "When you get hurt afterwards, why don't you drink alcohol and give yourself a few excuses. The sincerity of a good person is worthless. You, Fan Dache, are unlucky and have a good family background. Otherwise, you will have more excuses and worry more. If you can't live with a woman, you just have no money to cause trouble. As for whether in a relationship between a man and a woman, can you be responsible to yourself before you can be truly responsible to the woman? Do you need to think about it? I don't think so. I am so sad that I still want to If you are at fault, how can you move yourself?"

Fan Dache stood up unsteadily, his face contorted, his eyes bloodshot, "Chen, let's fight?!"

Chen Ping waved his hand, "Don't fight, I just said a few more unpleasant words because you are Chen Sanqiu's friend."

Chen Pingan drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, poured another bowl, and finished it again, "If you talk too much, treat it as if you were drunk, and I will apologize to you here."

Fan Dache laughed loudly and said, "I can't afford to be your apology, Chen Pingan!"

The other two friends of Fan Dache were also full of complaints towards Chen Pingan.

How can you persuade people like this? Isn't this adding fuel to the fire?

Fan Dache stared at Chen Pingan, "How many things have you experienced, are you worthy of saying these great principles?"

Chen Sanqiu said to Fan Dache: "Enough! Don't get drunk!"

Fan Dache looked desolate, staggered, finally supported the wine table, choked up and said, "Sanqiu."

Chen Sanqiu sighed and stood up, "Okay, pay the bill."

Chen Ping looked at Chen Sanqiu apologetically, Chen Sanqiu smiled and nodded.

Chen Pingan left the wine table and walked towards the overlapping peaks.

Fan Dache suddenly picked up the wine bowl and threw it towards Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan slowed down, but did not turn around. Chen Sanqiu had already walked around the wine table, hugged Fan Dache, and said angrily, "Fan Dache! Have you lost your mind with drinking!"

Die Zhang was about to make a move, and shook his head with Chen Pingan, who was facing away from the wine table.

Regardless of whether there is a reason for sadness, the sadness when a person is down and down is always sadness.

Fan Dache struggled desperately, and shouted at the back of the green shirt: "Chen Ping'an! You are a fart, you don't understand Yu Qia at all, you dare to say that about her, I will never stop with you!"

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "We'll talk about it after you sober up."

Fan Dache accidentally elbowed Chen Sanqiu on the chest, broke free, clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were red, and gasping for breath, "You say I can, but Yu Qia is not at all, no!"

Chen Ping turned around, "I'm talking to you calmly, not because you, Fan Dache, are right, but because I have a tutor."

Die Zhang looked at Chen Ping'an's back.

At this moment, she was a little afraid, just like she usually saw those high-ranking sword immortals.

A Liang once said that those senior sword cultivators who put majesty on their faces don't need to be afraid. Those who really need to be in awe are those who are usually easy to talk about.

Because the so-called character edges and corners are not pebbles leaking into the shoes, piercing the feet everywhere, making every step uncomfortable. It's the kind of pebbles in the stream, which can be manipulated by others, but if you really bite your mouth, you will really crack your teeth.

Chen Sanqiu was also extremely annoyed, and pushed Fan Dache on the shoulder, causing the latter to stagger a few steps forward, "Go, hit, hit hard, hit yourself! If you beat yourself to death or disable yourself, I will treat it as a bad luck. Without such a good friend as you, I will still carry you home!"

Fan Dache stood still suddenly, as if blown by the wind, his mind cleared up, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

Chen Pingan, who never thought about it, said with a smile: "Don't worry, who hasn't been drunk, remember to pay the bill."

Chen Sanqiu regretted his bowels. He knew that he shouldn't let Fan Dache call Chen Pingan to sit down and drink. Now he has to drag Fan Dache home with him.

If Ning Yao knew about this, even if he was done playing, he would not be able to come to Ning Mansion as a guest in the future.

Diezhang came to Chen Pingan's side and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Chen Ping squatted on the ground, picked up the pieces of white bowls, and said with a smile: "What will happen if you get angry, if it happens every time..."

Diezhang also squatted down and cleaned up the mess together, but found that there was no more text, turned his head to look, a little curious.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "As long as the person who speaks has a good original intention, there will be no bad words in the world. If you really want to, it's because you don't cultivate your mind enough."

Die Zhang suppressed his laughter, "What about the one you punched to death earlier?"

Chen Ping said with a straight face: "Let's not say that that person has ulterior motives, not to mention that I didn't say that it is enough to cultivate my own mind."

After cleaning up the debris on the ground, Chen Pingan continued to clean up the mess on the wine table. Except for the half jar of wine that he had not finished drinking, the other jar of wine that he had brought together earlier had not been lifted from the mud seal, but Chen Sanqiu and the others paid the bill together. Yes, it's still very kind.

Chen Ping'an was in a good mood, poured himself a bowl of wine, and planned to take the remaining jar to Ning Mansion and give it to Senior Nalan.

The big shopkeeper also pretended not to see it.

Chen Pingan sat alone at the wine table, drinking wine, one year passed, and another year passed.

Every year, every year, every year, every year, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day.