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Volume 1: The Essentials of Juepui Chapter 173: Sangluo Inn

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    Early the next morning, Li Yuantong, dressed in the attire of an ordinary person, hurried to the post house and told Mo Can that Lord Liu Yong had set off and asked them to follow him quickly.  Looking at the bruises on Li Yuantong's face, Mo Can asked: "Your injury doesn't matter, right?" "It's okay. By the way, what happened to those guys?" "Taught them a lesson." Mo Can smiled slightly.  road.  "Master Liu is leaving in a hurry. It's too late to get you a five-hole xun. We can only do it after we finish the business in Yunnan and return to Beijing. Now hurry up, the horse is already waiting outside." Li Yuantong urged.  Mo Can quickly went back to his room to tidy up briefly, put his yellow mantle into his storage bag, greeted Na Lahong and his family, and then hurriedly left the post house with Li Yuantong. The two got on their horses and caught up with them shortly after leaving the city.  Liu Yong's carriage followed slowly behind.  "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Mo Can asked.  "Master Liu said that the Governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, Li Shiyao, has many spies in Beijing. He is afraid that someone will tip off the news over time. This time I went to Yunnan in a light car and only brought a book boy with me in casual clothes to avoid being noticed." "Why not take a three-horse express train?  How long will it take for the local train to reach Kunming? "The express train is too bumpy, and the old man's body cannot bear it," Li Yuantong explained.  "Brother Li, what kind of person is this Liu Yong?" "He is an upright official of this dynasty" Li Yuantong introduced what he knew about Liu Yong to Mo Can.  Liu Yong, whose courtesy name was Chongru and whose name was Shi'an, was from Zhucheng, Shandong. His father Liu Tongxun also served as a high-ranking official in the Qianlong Dynasty.  He has always been known for his outspoken opinions.  This Liu Yong is poorly dressed.  Whole grains and mixed rice.  He loves pancakes and green onions the most. He lives an extremely simple life. He has never been greedy for a penny and has never been involved in romantic places. He is deeply loved by the people.  At the same time, he was also a famous calligrapher, especially in small regular script, which was unparalleled in this dynasty.  Mo Can remained silent. No matter how honest you are, you can't wash away the blood of the Xu family on your hands. Just wait.  Jiangsu Academician Liu Yong must pay the price for what he did back then.  Although the one-horse carriage does not move very fast, they start early and rest late, almost traveling day and night, and the food and accommodation on the way are very simple. He carries pancakes with green onions with him, and he rolls one up when he is hungry. There is a pungency in his words.  Stinky smell.  On this day, when we arrived in Ankang County, Xing'an Prefecture, Shaanxi Province, a three-horse express train caught up from behind on the official road. When the train passed by Mo Can, he heard someone in the car say "Eh" in surprise.  Then the car drove away.  However, Mo Can didn¡¯t care.  On the speeding carriage.  Lying down was the young master of the Wen family. His name was Wen Shaobai, and he was known as the "Fan-faced Scholar" in the world. He was the only son of Mr. Wen, the martial arts family in eastern Sichuan.  Although he already had wives and concubines, he had no heirs, probably because of his romantic nature and his weak yang energy.  In the eastern Sichuan area, he would get hold of any woman he liked, regardless of whether she was married or not. People who were afraid of the power of the Wen family often kept silent and did not dare to speak out, or even went away to avoid trouble.  This time I came to the capital to look for flowers and willows, but I unexpectedly encountered a tough situation in the Qingyin class in Goulan Hutong. Not only was the young master Wen Shaobai hit by a hidden weapon, causing his lower body to be paralyzed, but the two literary masters who protected him, Hua Qian and Yue Xia, also lost their lives.  One hand is useless.  That night, the two sent Wen Shaobai to Tongrentang Pharmacy for treatment, but they could not diagnose the injury caused by a hidden weapon.  It was discovered that the bladder meridian of Full Taiyang was damaged, the qi of both kidneys was severely damaged, and the male root was disabled. Not only was it impossible to have an erection, but the lower limbs were also paralyzed.  Although the palms of Hua Qianyue and Xia suffered injuries to their tendons, they could gradually recover some of their functions, but their martial arts skills would be greatly weakened.  The two of them went to Qingyin Xiaoban again the next day. When they found the madam, they found out that the guests in Qingru's room yesterday were one of the guards in the palace, Li Yuantong, and the other was his friend named Mo Can.  The two of them thought that at the feet of the emperor in the capital, the guards in the palace were not easy to deal with, so they should go back to Eastern Sichuan to report to Mr. Wen first, so they hired a three-horse express and drove Mr. Wen all the way home in a hurry. Unexpectedly,  On the way to Ankang, they met Li Yuantong and Mo Can by chance.  "Are you two sure?" Mr. Wen asked while lying in the carriage.  "That's right, Young Master, they are the imperial guards Li Yuantong and Mo Can." Hua Qian and Yue Xia assured that they had not mistakenly identified the person.  "Haha, we are really enemies on a narrow road. They actually bumped into my Wen family's territory. There is a road to heaven but you won't take it. There is no door to hell and you have to break in. Hurry up and rush to Dazhou to see my father." Young Master Wen.  Bai said through gritted teeth.  They traveled through the starry night and finally arrived at the Wenjia Manor at the foot of Cuiping Mountain in Dazhou City early the next morning.  The carriage stopped in the yard, Hua Qian and Yue Xia carried Wen Shaobai into the hall. Mr. Wen and his wife came in a hurry after hearing the news.  "Shaobai, what's wrong with you?" Old lady Wen asked her when she saw her son.?Looking like this, he immediately started to cry and scream.  After listening to Hua Qianyuexia¡¯s statement, Mr. Wen¡¯s face turned pale. No one in the world had ever dared to do this to the Wen family. It was simply too much bullying.  "When will these two people arrive in the state?" Mr. Wen asked.  "It's estimated that they will be there in two days. They are also following a carriage, and I don't know who is inside." "No matter who he is, since he has cut off the incense of my Wen family, I will kill them." Mr. Wen punched,  A big hole was made in the rosewood table.  "Sir, the imperial guard Li Yuantong's martial arts is mediocre and not a problem, but that Mo Can should not be underestimated. This man's martial arts are weird. I don't know what kind of hidden weapon he is using. He is invisible and difficult to detect." Hua Qian said.  "Yes, sir, our palms were shot through but we didn't find out what the hidden weapon was." Yuexia confirmed.  "Well, immediately send a letter to Wudang Mountain to notify him if necessary, so that he can come to help in the battle." Mr. Wen ordered.  "Yes, sir." Hua Qian hurried out.  "Yuexia helped the young master go in to rest, and then went to invite the best doctor in Dazhou." Yuexia picked up Wen Shaobai and went back to the room, and the old lady Wen also followed behind with tears in her eyes.  Mr. Wen immediately ordered people to summon the heads of all the halls in eastern Sichuan to discuss matters, and sent his confidants to ask Bashan Dusou to come down to help. The entire Wen family in eastern Sichuan quickly mobilized, and a war was about to begin.  That evening.  Wudang Mountain Wulong Guanwen needs to receive a letter from a flying pigeon.  After reading it, I couldn't help but secretly laugh.  It turned out that Mo Can, who had been searching hard, went to Ankang Road. Needless to say, the carriage must have been carrying Jin Danzi. It was estimated that they were probably going to Guizhou via eastern Sichuan and returning to their hometown in Dali in western Yunnan.  The last time they mobilized a large number of troops to encircle and suppress Shennongjia, the result was a failure. Since they mistakenly entered the sphere of influence of the Sichuan Wen family this time, it was an excellent opportunity.  Mr. Wen just wanted to kill him to avenge Shaobai. He didn't know about the martial arts secrets yet, so he could fish in troubled waters.  Use the power of the Wen family to achieve your own goals.  Without further ado, he immediately called Jin Zhenzi and told him that he was going back to his hometown in Sichuan to deal with some matters. During this period, he would temporarily take care of Guanzhong's affairs.  After arranging everything, he went down the mountain alone, carrying the Five Dragon Sword, and rode a fast horse straight to the east of Sichuan at starry night.  Dazhou, also known as "Tongzhou", belonged to the State of Ba during the Spring and Autumn Period. Since ancient times, the people have been fierce and bandits are rampant.  The Wen family has been here for more than a hundred years.  There are more than ten at the entrance of the hall, making them the largest underworld force in eastern Sichuan.  When the hall leaders received the summons from Mr. Wen, they quickly rushed to the manor at the foot of Cuiping Mountain in the south of the city.  At dusk, Liu Yong got off the carriage, stood at the mountain pass to stretch his muscles, looked out at the misty mountains, and said with emotion: "We will arrive in Zhouzhou tomorrow. When Yuan Zhen was demoted to Tongzhou as Sima, there were only a few people in the area.  Although snakes and insects were in power, he worked hard to govern and did a lot of good things for the people with integrity. When he later left office, all the people in the city went to Cuiping Mountain to say goodbye, reluctant to leave. It was so spectacular that Dazhou City has been left since then.  On the ninth day of the first lunar month, thousands of people climbed up to commemorate this good official's custom. Compared with the ancestors, we feel ashamed. "My lord, you have done a good job in this dynasty."  Said the side.  Hum, a good fart, for my own career, the Xu family is not righteous, what is the clearance of so many people who died so many people?  Mo Can was thinking angrily behind him.  In the evening, they stayed in a small inn called "Sangluo" next to the official road. After settling in the guest room, they went down to the lobby to prepare for dinner.  "Innkeeper, the name of your inn is very good, I guess there must be some knowledge about it." Liu Yong sat on the table in front of the hall and asked the fifty-year-old innkeeper with a smile.  "Your Majesty, you are right. My surname is Liu. I am originally from Puzhou, Hedong County. I am good at brewing 'Sangluo Wine'. Guests from all over the world know how to stop here and taste this rare wine.  Over time, this inn was called 'Sangluo Inn'. No one remembered the original name, so I simply changed its name to 'Sangluo Inn'," the shopkeeper said.  "What kind of wine is so famous? Why have I never heard of it?" Li Yuantong asked. He had been living on a meager diet these days because of his travels. Hearing what the store owner said, he immediately became addicted to alcohol.  Liu Yong smiled slightly and said: "The Book of Songs? Wei Fenglang" said, 'The mulberry leaves have not yet fallen, and their leaves are lush. The mulberry trees have fallen, and their yellow leaves have fallen.' It seems that this wine is from the late autumn when the mulberry leaves are falling.  "Brewed in early winter. Your guest is really a well-educated person. This 'Sangluo Wine' was brewed from the water of Sangluofang Well in Hedong during the first freeze of October, hence its name. Unfortunately, there was war in the late Ming Dynasty.  The people have been displaced, and no one in Puzhou knows how to brew this wine. I rely on ancestral skills to brew this wine again on Ankang Road, because I don¡¯t want it to be lost. ¡±   "Then the 'Sangluo Wine' you brew is the only one in the world?" Li Yuantong shouted.  "What the guest officer said is absolutely true." Shopkeeper Liu replied proudly.  "Then you should try it anyway." Li Yuantong glanced at Liu Yong.  Liu Yong spread his hands and said, "I don't have any money." Mo Can took out a large ingot of silver and put it on the table: "Brother Li, the journey is hard, it doesn't hurt if we have a few drinks." "Let's have a jar first to see how it tastes.  ." Li Yuantong quickly asked shopkeeper Liu to bring the wine.  As the mud seal of the wine jar was opened, a faint fragrance came out. The wine was colorless, transparent, and sweet. It was indeed a good wine. Li Yuantong took a deep breath and immediately praised it.  Liu Yong smiled faintly and ordered the boy to untie the baggage, take out the pancakes and green onions, roll them up and eat them, as if no one was watching.  ¡°Sir, please come inside.¡± At this time, I heard the shopkeeper shouting.  Some more people walked in outside. One of them was a group of four men dressed in rough attire. They were sitting at the table at the door with their weapons, shouting to bring wine.  On the other hand, a middle-aged scholar came in with an umbrella under his arm and sat at the table next to Mo Can. He only ordered food and ate in silence alone.  Mo Can couldn't help but wonder when he saw it. Although these two groups of people were unrelated, they each had martial arts skills, and their internal strength was not weak. Suddenly, the little "Sang Luo"  A group of people from all walks of life crowded into the inn, which could not help but arouse Mo Can's alertness.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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