The strong smell of sake lees in the tavern is a bit pungent, but after smelling it for a long time, you gradually get used to it.
And most of the people who frequent the tavern like this taste.
There were not many people in the tavern today. There were only two people who came to drink. One was a scholar in tattered clothes, and the other was a man in white from a foreign country. The man was sitting quietly at a table and drinking silently.
liquor.
The scholar was smiling at the landlady and was about to say something else, when he saw the landlady pull out a large knife over one meter long from under the counter and slap it on the counter.
"Hey, hey, Madam Su, if you have something to say, say it well, if you have something to say, say it well..." Zhong Wujian saw the landlady looking at him coldly, and he had no doubt at all whether Madam Su would chop him with the knife in her hand.
He knew the danger of the knife in the proprietress's hand.
He once remembered a drunkard who wanted to molest the landlady, but Mrs. Su chased her down three streets with a machete and chopped him down.
Although the drunkard was not hacked to death in the end, he just breathed his last breath, and since then, the drunkard has never come to the pub to drink again.
"I have nothing to tell you."
Feeling the chill in Mrs. Su's eyes, Zhong Wu had no choice but to smile and retreat hurriedly, "Put it away, put the knife away quickly..."
Zhong Wu retreated to a safe distance from Madam Su, looking at Madam Su's hand pointing at him with a big knife, with a smile on her face and not daring to take a step forward.
Madam Su said: "After you finish drinking today's wine, get away from me!"
"Hey, okay, okay..." Zhong Wu nodded quickly. He suddenly turned around and saw a man in white sitting there quietly drinking.
He looked at the man in white curiously. He was a foreigner. This was his first impression of the man in white. Because there were not many people in the town, he would recognize a stranger at a glance.
"Brother, why are you the only one drinking?" Zhong Wu smiled and walked to sit down opposite the man in white. He picked up a porcelain bowl from the table and poured it from the wine jar at the hand of the man in white.
Drinks.
The man in white didn't pay attention to Zhong Wu's mature look and just drank the wine from his bowl.
"I'm Zhong Wu, I wonder what this brother's name is?"
The man in white looked at the shabby scholar in front of him with a smile. He was just an ordinary down-and-out scholar, so he raised his hand and said, "I'm going to kill you."
"Oh." Zhong Wu showed a clear look, "It turns out to be Brother He."
Zhong Wu saw that He Yidao was not paying attention to him, so he asked again: "Where did Brother He come from?"
He Yidao raised his head, glanced at Zhong Wu, and replied casually, "Within Qionghu Lake."
Then asked:
"Brother Zhong is a local?"
Zhong Wu replied: "No."
Before He Yidao could ask, Zhong Wu himself explained:
"I am a scholar and a disciple of the academy. As a disciple of the academy, I naturally have to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. So I stay here just to explore the knowledge in the books."
He Yidao glanced at Zhong Wu who was pretending to be very advanced, and then asked: "Brother Zhong is a disciple of the academy?"
"good."
"I wonder which academy you are a disciple of?"
Zhong Wu glanced at He Yidao, who was asking questions seriously, coughed twice, and then said: "Tianxia Academy is a family..."
There is another force that cannot be ignored in the Great Wilderness Realm, and that is the academies. There are seventy-two academies in the Great Wilderness Realm, one sect, one temple, one sect and one temple.
One of the sects is the Tianjian Sect, and the other temple is the Donghua Temple.
If we want to talk about the largest number of disciples, then the Seventy-two Academy has the largest number of disciples, followed by Donghua Temple.
There is nothing wrong in saying that Zhong Wuzhen is a disciple of the academy. After all, there is a saying circulating in the wilderness, that is: all scholars in the world belong to the academy.
However, having said that, the academy disciples are also divided into orthodox and unorthodox.
As for whether Zhong Wu was an orthodox academy disciple, He Yidao could probably guess it by looking at Zhong Wu's vague expression just now.
Moreover, most of the academy disciples who go out to study in the orthodox school have some level of cultivation. As for ordinary and down-and-out scholars like Zhong Wu, there is no need to say more.
Zhong Wu quickly changed the subject and said: "Brother He, I heard that the Litian Sect in Qionghu was destroyed by the Tianjian Sect. I wonder why?"
He Yidao shook his head and said: "These things are not something we can understand."
Zhong Wu nodded and said, "That's right."
He Yidao was a little curious, "How did Brother Zhong know about this?"
"Hey." Zhong Wu suddenly smiled and said: "A few days ago, a group of traveling merchants came to our tavern and headed to the Western Region. They brought the news."
"Junzi Zhong, what do you mean by 'our' tavern? This tavern belongs to the proprietress. Don't let the proprietress chase you after you talk nonsense!" At this time, the lame old man who was smoking and resting aside reminded him with a smile.
Zhong Wu looked embarrassed at this time, and it looked like he was being chased and chopped by the landlady.
"But then again, you really can't tell. With your skinny body, it looks like the soles of your feet are greased when you run." The lame old man smiled with a smile on his face, as if he was thinking of Zhong Wu's fleeing figure, "
I have to run faster next time, last time I was almost chased by the landlady."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk...if that knife hits..."
"Young man, you are talking nonsense. I am a noble man from the academy. How could I be chased and chopped by Madam Su like that unworthy drunkard?"
"Okay, okay, it's a lie that Mr. Zhong was hunted down, but is it true that Mr. Zhong owes money?" As he said this, the lame old man smoked a dry cigarette, looking like he was enjoying himself very much.
"you you……"
Zhong Wu looked furious, picked up the wine jar and poured another large bowl of wine, and then swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.
After a while, most of the wine jar was filled with only a small half.
After taking a few more sips of wine, the thin, down-and-out scholar seemed to be too drunk and a little drunk. He pointed at the lame old man and said, "Little old man, I won't argue with you today. I will come to you to settle accounts some other time."
As he spoke, Zhong Wu walked out of the tavern with unsteady steps, and then gradually disappeared along the street.
The lame old man smoked a dry cigarette and looked at Zhong Wuli's back with some confusion: "Strange, why did he get drunk so easily today?"
Suddenly, the lame old man seemed to have thought of something, then looked at the man in white sitting on the table and said, "This Zhong Wuye is really smart!"
He Yidao also understood the bottom of the wine jar on the old man's wine table and understood the meaning of the old man's words.
I'm afraid it's a lie that Zhong Wu is drunk, but it's true that he wants to drink He Yidao's drink in vain.
"Oh, you are confused by that scholar!"
He Yidao figured it out for a moment, and then asked the lame old man: "Old man, that Zhong Wu calls himself a gentleman?"
The lame old man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "It's just what he calls himself. How can a gentleman in the academy look like him?"