In the northernmost border city of the Northern Han Dynasty, Baishui City, the market transactions in the city were coming to an end. The noisy market began to gradually quiet down, and the sunset was still struggling to fully set.
Ling Tianyun came out of the General's Mansion and took a long breath. He looked at the towering mountains to the north of the city. The top of the mountain was covered with white snow. Under the setting sun, it reflected a dazzling light. A sharp voice sounded in front of him.
There was a sound above the head. Ling Tianyun looked up and saw a giant eagle hovering above Baishui City. It circled a few times and then flew to the north.
Ling Tianyun knew that the eagle was Hai Dongqing raised by the Khitan people. When Ling Tianyun was a scout, he had suffered losses from Hai Dongqing several times. Sometimes when he and other scouts were inquiring about the enemy's situation, the enemy would
The scouts did not discover them, but who knew they would be easily discovered by the flat-haired beast, and they almost fell into ambushes by the Khitans several times.
At this time, what kind of plot did the Khitans have in releasing Hai Dongqing? Ling Tianyun didn't feel alarmed, but at this time he felt that there shouldn't be much of a plot. After all, the big man was now cooperating with the Khitan. He shook his head without saying too much.
He thought about it and walked towards the market in the city. Ling Tianyun and his father Ling Duo decided to leave for Daizhou in two days. There was still plenty of time, and he wanted to catch up with other acquaintances.
There is a market in Baishui City. Its main purpose is to strengthen commercial exchanges between Khitan and the Northern Han Dynasty. There is a wine shop next to the market, which is only run by a proprietress. This wine shop has no name. Ling Tianyun often likes to come to this wine shop. Inside the wine shop
The wine is brewed by the proprietress herself, and is called "Snow Pear Brewing". It is brewed from the snow water on the top of the mountain north of Baishui Pass. It is fragrant and spicy in the mouth, and the wine is like a burning fire in the stomach.
Seeing Ling Tianyun's arrival, the landlady said hello to him. Ling Tianyun told him the old rules and walked into the wine shop and found a place to sit down. After a while, a shy girl of fifteen or sixteen years old left with wine in her arms.
When I came in, the girl's face was as white as spring and snowy, with a faint blush, and she looked so pretty and cute. The only drawback was that the girl had a few freckles on her face. The originally perfect face had some flaws due to a few freckles.
The girl's name is Duo'er, the daughter of the proprietress. She has been helping the proprietress with the business in the wine shop. There are no other waiters in the wine shop, just the proprietress and her daughter Duo'er. Duo'er acts as the waiter, serving the guests.
Drinks and some snacks are served. There are actually no other snacks in the wine shop. Apart from the wine, there are just some peanuts and the like for the guests to accompany the wine. Duo'er has a relatively slender figure and an introverted personality.
Apart from serving drinks to guests, I rarely talk to them. Every time a guest asks a question, I answer carefully, shyly and in a low voice.
After Duo'er put the wine on the table, she looked at Ling Tianyun with watery eyes, and said timidly in a voice that only Ling Tianyun and herself could hear: "Brother Ling, please use it slowly." After saying that, she turned and left.
The blush on his face seemed to be a little thicker. Ling Tianyun looked at Duo'er's back and smiled, saying softly, "This girl."
Ling Tianyun patted open the mud seal on the wine, and a pure aroma of wine immediately hit his nose. Smelling the aroma of wine, Ling Tianyun felt an indescribable sense of comfort, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling. At this time, in the wine shop
There were very few people there. Except for Ling Tianyun, there were three Khitan people sitting in another corner of the wine shop who were also drinking. They spoke some Khitan language in a loud voice. Ling Tianyun did not understand a word. As a scout,
Ling Tianyun occasionally learned some Khitan language, but today he didn't understand a word of what the three Khitan people said.
Ling Tianyun poured a bowl of wine and put it to his mouth, but then put it down. He felt something was wrong. In the past, after the Khitan people traded with the Han people on the market opening day, most of the Khitan people would return to their own country, even if some
If the Khitan people want to drink, they rarely come to this restaurant to drink. Most of them will go to another famous restaurant in Baishui City called "Xizhao Restaurant". The Khitan people like to try Han cuisine.
, usually choose that restaurant instead of coming here to just drink wine and only have a small plate of peanuts to accompany the wine. At this time, the sunset is about to set, and it will be dark in less than an hour. Baishui City's
The city defense gate is usually closed before dark, and the three Khitans seemed to show no sign of leaving.
Ling Tianyun still couldn't think of a reason, so he picked up the bowl and took a sip of wine. The fragrant and rich aroma of the wine filled his mouth. As soon as the wine entered his throat, a strong spicy smell went straight into his chest.
Ling Tianyun closed his eyes and slowly enjoyed this exciting moment. He remembered that the first time he drank this wine was two years ago, when he and several scouts were escaping from the Khitan territory in embarrassment.
When I returned to Baishui City, I felt extremely depressed. I happened to see this wine shop and walked in. At that time, Guo Jianzhong, the government official of Baishui City, was drinking inside. At first, he was not used to the stronger wine than other places.
He spit it out after entering his throat. This embarrassing appearance was laughed at by Guo Jian who was drinking for a while, and later he met Guo Jian. From then on, Ling Tianyun fell in love with the wine here, and liked the thick and honest wine.
The aroma and the pungent taste after entering the throat. I would often come here to drink with Guo Jian and other scouts in the army.
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Xizhao Restaurant is located in the middle of Baishui City's Central Street. As the name suggests, Xizhao Restaurant is a restaurant illuminated by the setting sun. Some people may think so. It is said that the owner of Xizhao Restaurant is always a weirdo. He never likes to use elegant words to describe himself.
When he named his restaurant, he was sitting in front of the restaurant that day and was attracted by the scenery of the sunset, so he gave his restaurant such a name. Whether it is true or not cannot be verified. After all, Xizhao Restaurant already has
It has a history of more than 100 years. The original owner who gave it its name has long since passed away, and the restaurant has been replaced by three generations. The current owner of the restaurant is the fourth generation descendant who originally founded Xizhao Restaurant.
Xizhao Restaurant has three floors and is four feet high, making it the tallest building in Baishui City. In a private room on the third floor of Xizhao Restaurant, five people were sitting around the wine table, and there were two other well-dressed men guarding the private room.
Outside the door, the dishes on the wine table were in a mess. The five people seemed to have been at the wine table for a while.
Among the five people, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old stood out particularly. This boy was dressed in purple brocade clothes and a white fur robe. There was a sharp breath between the boy's brows. The boy was strong, majestic and exquisite.
His face is embedded with a pair of eyes like eagle eyes, and a world-beating temperament emerges spontaneously. The high bridge of his nose highlights the unique characteristics of the Khitan people. This young man is sitting on top of the wine table, attending a banquet.
To the right of the young man is an old man with silver hair. A few wrinkles on the old man's forehead are as deep as knives. They are all dressed in ordinary gray cloth. The old man looks very ordinary, except for his eyes.
The person was shining with a sharp light, and judging from his appearance, it was hard to tell whether he was a Khitan or a Han.
On the left hand of the young man is a middle-aged man who is about forty years old. He has a slightly chubby figure. The middle-aged man exudes a kind of official power that has been accumulated for a long time. The middle-aged man is wearing a white leather coat.
Although he is dressed in plain clothes, it can still be seen that he still maintains the unique image of an official. The first person on the left hand side of the middle-aged man is a scribe in his thirties. His fur robe shows the elegance of a scribe. The scribe on the left side
A stout man with a full beard, thick eyebrows and big, bright eyes looked at the silver-haired old man from time to time.
"Come, Xiao Wang, I'd like to toast you all," the young man raised his glass and extended his hand, saying to the other four people.
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." The middle-aged man with official authority stood up immediately. The thirty-year-old scribe also stood up when he saw this. The sturdy man hesitated for a moment and also stood up. Only the silver-haired old man stood up.
He didn't move, still sitting, playing with the wine glass in his hand from time to time.
When the young man saw three people standing up, he also stood up, held the wine glass, and drank the wine in one gulp. The other three people standing saw the young man drank the wine in the glass, and also held the wine glass to salute the young man and the silver-haired old man.
After a toast, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Regarding the old man who did not stand up and looked calm and sincere, the other four people did not seem to have any unhappy expressions, and they were obviously used to it.