Zhang Yuanshan's hair bun was originally tied meticulously, but at this time it seemed a little messy, with obvious emotions such as anxiety and self-blame and pain on his face. Meng Qi knew for the first time that a person's face could be so wonderful.

He had no usual calm and capable style at all. After hearing Meng Qi's words, his eyes flashed a few times, he looked at the temple in pain and guilt, turned his head reluctantly, nodded hard and said, "Okay."

Following the stone steps, walking down the path, entering the official road, and not long after walking, I saw a pretty lively town. Some of the people coming and going were wearing the iconic gossip robes of the Zhenwu Sect, dressed as Taoist priests and like laymen.

Along the way, Zhang Yuanshan remained silent, looking ahead, not knowing what he was thinking, and Meng Qi was not in a hurry to speak. It is difficult for a clean official to make a decision. As friends of both sides, he had no idea what position he should have.

"This is Tonglong Town, west of Zhenwu Mountain. Disciples often come down the mountain to drink." Zhang Yuanshan reluctantly squeezed out a sentence.

"Then find an unfamiliar restaurant." Meng Qiping said, trying to infect Zhang Yuanshan with his calmness so that he would not have emotional collapse and do anything irreversible.

It is inevitable that people who know Zhang Yuanshan will know each other. If they hear a word or see Zhang Yuanshan’s painful and drunken look, it will be bad. After all, it involves the marriage between Zhang and Song.

Alas, I thought so thoughtful... At this moment, Meng Qi thought of the neighborhood committee aunt, the intimate sister, and the emotional hotline host. If he hadn't been a real man, his tears would have fallen...

Zhang Yuanshan nodded silently, took Meng Qi through the alley and found a very simple restaurant with footprints and mud marks on the walls, and occasionally blood can be seen.

The restaurant is a bungalow, with about ten tables placed casually inside. It smelled bad and noisy, and was filled with all kinds of heroes from the world, but the only lacked disciples of the Zhenwu Sect.

The two of them walked through men who were blushing with their faces and found an empty table in the corner. Meng Qi took off the long sword from his waist and placed it horizontally on the table for easy pulling it out. After sitting down, drawing the sword will always be blocked, which is not very convenient. Although it has little impact on his own good man, the difference between life and death is a world of difference.

After so long, Meng Qi has already become a basic conscious person in the world.

When Zhang Yuanshan saw Meng Qi doing this, he suddenly realized and removed the Tengshou Sword. He was not such a careless person, but today he was really out of his mind.

The two looked at each other and remained silent until the waiter brought two jars of daughters, a plate of broad beans and bowls and chopsticks as instructed.

Meng Qi picked up the wine jar, poured a bowl for himself and Zhang Yuanshan, and picked it up and said, "Do it!"

Zhang Yuanshan breathed, picked up the wine bowl, touched Meng Qi for a moment, raised his head, his Adam's apple squirmed, and Guru Guru finished drinking a bowl.

Meng Qi was the same, and he felt a burning heat from his throat to his stomach, and then poured a bowl: "Dry!"

Although the wine was not strong enough, Meng Qi, who had not drunk for a long time, felt a little dizzy after three bowls in a row. His stomach bag rolled and he almost vomited. He quickly picked up a few broad beans and put them in his mouth.

Zhang Yuanshan was drinking very quickly, and his alcohol was rising, his skin turned red, he stared at the broad beans in front of him, and suddenly said, "Junior Brother Meng, do you remember the first time you choked and coughed by the alcohol?"

"Remember." Meng Qi's old face turned slightly red. That was when he completed Duoer's inspection task. He forgot that he had never drunk alcohol before. After drying his mouth, he not only felt nauseous but also choked and coughed. Zhang Yuanshan had expected that, and was very good at taking care of others, and handed him a cup of tea.

It is precisely because of this action that I truly feel that Zhang Yuanshan, who is as calm as if he is a leader, is a friend worth making.

"Although I was in danger of life and under the pressure of mission at that time, I was much happier than I am now..." Zhang Yuanshan said in pain, poured another bowl of wine and drank it. Without waiting for Meng Qi to answer, he continued to say to himself, "I didn't see Zhenzhen, but I knew she must be sad and painful, because I was the same."

"I have always planned to break through the Zhenwu Beidou Formation and go down the mountain to travel north. I used the excuse of getting to know her and taking her home with her love. However, the head of the family and father suddenly asked me to get engaged to Junior Sister Mingxi."

Meng Qi calculated the rhythm and gently tapped the table, using the tick sound to resonate with the sound of Zhang Yuanshan scattering outside, trying only to let himself hear it.

He did not drink too much. He had three bowls in a row before, mainly to relax Zhang Yuanshan and create a feeling of confusion. If the person who enlightened himself would be drunk, it would be embarrassing.

Zhang Yuanshan drank another bowl and said with red eyes: "I know their intentions, so I can't refuse. My Zhang family seems to be glorious, but it is not the case. Forty-seven years, no one of the clansmen has become a master and is on the ground list. It is entirely up to the ancestors to support it. It is becoming more and more difficult in the sect. The Yao family is prosperous, and there are masters who have made the land list for three generations in a row. Now the Yao family brothers are all listed as the Seven Sons of Zhenwu."

"As long as the open and secret struggles of the lay branches do not exceed the limit, they have always been ineffective in curing them. The Yao family is aggressive and pressing step by step, not giving us a chance to breathe. Therefore, the Song Alliance, which is in the same situation, becomes the best and most effective choice."

The Zhenwu Sect is divided into the Taoist meridian and the Vulgar Branch. Although the leader has always been exclusive to the Taoist meridian, it does not prohibit the disciples of the Vulgar Branch from practicing the fundamentals, and it is considered the strangeness among the three sects of the Taoist sect.

Zhang Yuanshan spoke in a well-organized manner and did not lose his basic rationality. But as he spoke, his emotions became a little excited: "I am a child of the Zhang family. I am full of flesh and blood and blood. What is the food, martial arts, elixirs, and clothing that are not given to my parents? The family has reached its current situation. How can I have a long love for my children and put them in crisis?"

"My kindness is as heavy as a mountain." Meng Qi sighed.

Zhang Yuanshan poured a bowl of wine and said in a crying voice: "But I can't bear to be honest. I don't want to be sad when I see her, I don't want to make her suffer. I want to ride a horse with her and sing in the East China Sea..."

Meng Qi knocked on the table while listening quietly, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his heart: "The word love is the most hurtful."

Senior Brother Zhang, who is usually calm and gentle, and Senior Brother Zhang, who is born with the temperament of a leader, can't see any usual style at all. No matter who you see, you can only see a drunkard trapped by love.

When Zhang Yuanshan calmed down a little, Meng Qicai said: "Senior Brother Zhang, you have a life-and-death friendship with me, and it is also my life-and-death friendship. The relationship between you two is that their kindness is greater than the sky, and their affection is deep and rebirth and death. I really don't know what to say or what suggestions to make, so I said before, "You said I will listen. If there is any difficulty, I will help you immediately without saying a word. As a friend, I can only do this."

"But why is it necessary for you to marry?"

Zhang Yuanshan vented a lot, and was a little better, and said with a wry smile: "My sister, the Song family, is directly called. Mingxi, is one of the seven sons of Zhenwu. If you want to marry, they only look down on me among the Zhang family's children. After all, I have opened six orifices and have initially mastered a sword move at the peak of the outdoor scene, ranking among the seven sons of Zhenwu."

Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully. Judging from time, perhaps due to the influence of the family situation, Zhang Yuanshan used the "Tianshi Diting Pill" to force the opening of his nose.

Zhang Yuanshan laughed at himself: "I have always been very clear that the foundation of the alliance is not engagement, but the interests of both parties. But my father told me that if you can't even engage in it, why should others believe in your alliance's sincerity? How can I refuse this?"

He was drunk and asked and answered himself: "It is impossible to refuse. Among the seven sons of Zhenwu in this generation, Yanghe is the most favored, followed by Yangtai and the Yao brothers. My junior sister Mingxi and I are relatively different. Only when the two families unite can they get the head and the Dao Mai value it."

"Although Yanghe only opened four orifices, he was like Junior Sister Jiang, who was not old and realized a Dharma body-level killing move in the "Seven Secrets of Zhenwu" at a young age. Even if it was just thicker, it was still admirable and afraid." His thoughts were divergent, "Yangtai's six orifices were stable, and he practiced Tai Chi magic skills to a small success. He achieved artistic conception. Not only was it no worse than anyone who mastered external moves, but his foundation was more stable. It was no problem to make a rapid progress in the future. The day before yesterday, he had already passed the Zhenwu Beidou Formation and went down the mountain to travel."

"Yao Xinghen also has six orifices, and he has realized two outdoor killer moves early. His strength is above me. He is about to enter the Zhenwu Beidou Formation. Yao Xing was just seventeen years old and had already opened four orifices. He has initially mastered the sword moves that are also the peak of outdoor spots. He is a martial arts fanatic, focused on martial arts, and is favored by many elders..."

Listening to Zhang Yuanshan’s remarks, Meng Qi secretly raised his tongue. The competition among the prestigious sects is really terrible. Fortunately, he has left Shaolin, and the Zhen generation has only been seven or eight years since the beginning of the year, and Shaolin martial arts often progress slowly, and it is not yet time to bear fruit.

"I can't compare to them now, so I can only do my best for the family." Zhang Yuanshan's eyes were empty and his voice became ethereal. "Sometimes, I would feel that my parents, hope, engagement, the seven sons of Zhenwu, the head of the family, and the ancestors were like ropes tied to me, as if stones were pressed on my heart, making me unable to be free, making me suppressed and heavy, and I wish I could cut off these shackles with one sword and give me freedom."

"But, I just think occasionally that they are so kind to me, how can I bear to let them down? I can only, only..." His eyes became redder and redder, and he poured a bowl of wine, raised his head to drink.

Meng Qi shook his head and said seriously: "Senior Brother Zhang, as a friend, I can only drink with you and help you with things, but there is a saying that you still don't vomit quickly. No matter what decision you make, you must be as soon as possible, and don't be stuck and sticky."

"If you put family relatives first, then you will formally inform the Zhenzhen girl, completely cut off her thoughts and give her a chance to recover. If you choose Zhenzhen girl, you must muster up the courage to be expelled by the family, find a way to relieve the engagement, and try not to delay or hurt the innocent Mingxi girl."

Zhang Yuanshan was stunned and his eyes were full of struggle, while Meng Qi was inertially knocking on the table.
Chapter completed!