Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 203: Old bottle

I remember that after attending the Dragon King's birthday banquet, Ji Yuan went boating along the Tongtian River in the harsh winter, and once had a speed competition with a Xiaofu Building boat.

Unlike Lao Gui, who directly suffers bad karma that has a huge impact on his practice, the Xiao family only lives in the officialdom of the mortal world and has no contact with things like cultivating immortals and Dharma. On the contrary, the impact on themselves is not as exaggerated as that of Lao Gui.

After all, officials are the sword of imperial power. Relatively speaking, Dazhen Guozuo also shouldered a lot of bad karma. Even if it was such a big thing to kill heroes, it was after all the involvement of the world and the public, so Xiao Jing ended up like this. A person is often sick and short-lived in this life, but he will feel better after death.

Although what Lao Gui said happened almost 1,780 years ago, if the Xiao family had been clever and not liquidated afterwards, it would still be possible for them to still have a place in the court after going through ups and downs.

Ji Yuan’s train of thought changed in this way, while Lao Gui’s narrative continued.

"There were some unruly people among the founding heroes. The old emperor could suppress everyone while he was still alive. But once the old emperor dies, the new emperor may not be able to control the court. In order to protect the dynasty, Stable, the old emperor decided to avoid future troubles."

Old Turtle looked up at Mr. Ji and saw a thoughtful look on his face. He paused and waited for Mr. Ji to look at him before continuing.

"After all, I am just a monster nesting in the Chunmu River. It is impossible for me to know everything about the court, but I also know the cause of the incident. In the thirty-second year of the Yuan Dynasty, under the instruction of the old emperor, Xiao Jing Zai planned a New Year's Eve farewell banquet in the palace, causing some unruly military ministers among the old ministers to have a drink with the prince and other princes..."

"Even among the princes, there are those who have outstanding drinking capacity. They have already been told by the old emperor that they are only allowed to lose but not win. Some princes who do not know about it think that their father is afraid of hurting the face of the old minister. The result is naturally self-evident. All the royal children are allowed to lose. They were all defeated, and some officials at the Yushitai deliberately mocked the old ministers for not giving the prince face, causing one of the old ministers to make rude remarks. During the annual banquet, except for a few extremely talented people, everyone thought it was just a joke, but in fact it was a joke. This is the beginning of the tragedy..."

After that, Lao Gui's narrative became more general. After all, he was not from the government or the public. There were fewer people who dared to talk about this matter later, and naturally there was less news to be heard from the Chunmu River.

Moreover, Lao Gui already knew that something was wrong later on and wanted to completely cut off the ties with the Xiao family. He did not even dare to calculate what was going on. He only occasionally heard that there were some close friends of literati having private meetings on some painted boats. Will talk about one tragedy after another.

In the next two or three years, Lao Gui himself felt that the evil karma was at its peak, and then finally began to ease, and he knew that the tragedy was about to end.

Sure enough, in the thirty-sixth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the new emperor ascended the throne, and with the power of sweeping away the world, he "rectified the chaos and investigated the traitors", and brought belated justice to the few loyal people. At the end of that year, the old emperor also died.

"This incident made me, Old Turtle, hide in a cave on a cliff somewhere in the Chunmu River for many years. I was afraid that an accident would lead to disaster. I didn't dare to move much even if there was no thunder on a rainy day, and I didn't even dare to practice diligently... …”

Lao Gui was very sad when he said it, and Ji Yuan was also filled with emotion when he heard it.

The way Lao Gui hid later may seem to many monsters that he was overly afraid. You must know that many monsters that eat people without blinking an eye do many evil things and are not afraid of thunder and lightning, but Ji Yuan is more understanding.

Precisely because Old Turtle has a special talent, he views cultivation far further than ordinary monsters. He is also more afraid of the occurrence of some low-probability events. What he is afraid of is the great terror in low-probability events.

This story starts at sunset and ends just before dawn. The rising sun seems to reveal the blood in the story.

After the old turtle finished speaking, he remained silent and floated on the river. The big herring just swam quietly beside him, while the red fox lay there without saying a word. He also had a deep understanding of the terrifying battle in the court. The impression was that he was a little scared, and he even couldn't help but start to worry about Yin Qing's father, and also worried about whether it would be dangerous for Yin Qing to become an official in the future.

It is already dawn, and the city gate of Chunhui Mansion is about to open. From afar, merchants or farmers going to the market are coming towards the city gate one after another, and queues have begun to form in front of the city gate.

Ji Yuan was silent for a while, looked at the scene and said something.

"If your story is to be turned into a book, it won't be told by a storyteller unless you revise it..."

Whether it is a human being or a monster, or a market or a court, it is difficult or almost impossible to achieve true harmony.

Ji Yuan actually hopes to spread some meaningful stories through storytellers, meaning to people, meaning to monsters, or other things. In addition to sharing some after-dinner benefits for the world with very little entertainment life, there are also A little immature ideal.

After sighing these words, Ji Yuan looked at the three monsters around him, and finally looked at the old turtle Wu Chong.

"Your luck is indeed not very good, and it also shows that you should not rely on your supernatural powers to make any crooked ideas. Over the years, you have suffered from it every time you have been tempted, but there are still opportunities, so you will not seek the truth. The road is cut off, let’s live in peace from now on.”

"Mr. Ji taught you a lesson! Mr. Jiang Shen also said similar things."

"Haha."

Ji Yuan smiled and said to the three spirits around him.

"You don't have to be too afraid of the hardships and dangers of practice. Although it is extremely difficult to start from scratch as a beast, once you succeed in practice, you will at least have a little more accumulation than those monsters who have transformed monster parents."

Ji Yuan stood up and picked up the fishing rod on the ground. He saw that the length was inconvenient to put in his sleeves and carry into the city, so he threw it on the old turtle's back.

"Hold the fishing rod for me and pick it up when I leave."

Old Turtle naturally agreed to accept the order, and after Ji Yuan said this, he walked towards the city gate, preparing to line up there to enter the city.

Hu Yun quickly followed, trying his best to hide in Ji Yuan's shadow, and asked him a question in a low voice.

"Mr. Ji, are we going to the inn to check out, pick up our luggage, and then go back?"

Ji Yuan nodded and shook his head.

"Go check out and get your luggage first, otherwise it will be another day after noon, and then go to the Yuanzi Shop."

"Yuanzipu? Where is that place?"

Ji Yuan took out an old wine bottle from his sleeve and waved it towards Hu Yun. This was the first bottle of Qian Richun he bought that year. Later, he also filled it with other wines of varying quality, and even filled it with Wine like ambergris.

"A Thousand Days of Spring?"

"Yes, it's a place that specializes in brewing and selling Qiannichun. If you happen to come across it, go there."

. . .

We lined up to enter the city, taking Hu Yun with him to check out the inn and collect the deposit. Then we walked around the city and arrived at the street where the Yuanzi Shop was located before noon.

It's still the same store, still has the same furnishings, and it still looks like there isn't much business as before, and the store clerks are sitting or chatting in twos and threes, looking like they're not very busy.

The busiest time for the garden shop is spring, because new wine needs to be brewed. This time of autumn is relatively leisurely, especially now that it is approaching noon, and the wine transporters will not come to the door at this time.

The shopkeeper Zhuo Tao was calculating the accounts in front of a ledger. After calculating one of the items, he straightened the abacus back and forth, and then closed the account with a smile on his face

The Zhuo family has always been focusing on brewing and never leaves Chunhui Mansion. They only charge for the first batch of wine and do not get involved in the second and third sales. In addition, with the support of the state government for Yuanzi Pu, the business has improved over the years. It has always been smooth sailing with few twists and turns.

"Cough...cough cough...cough cough cough cough..."

Shopkeeper Zhuo coughed a few times, and then coughed uncontrollably for a while before he stopped. He quickly picked up a small purple clay pot on the side and drank a few sips from the spout before finally calming down and thinking about it. Momentum to cough again.

Some of the waiters on the side looked at him and asked with concern.

"Shopkeeper, are you okay? Let's go see the doctor again. I've been coughing for almost a month!"

"It's okay, it's okay. I've seen the doctor a long time ago. It's just an occasional cold."

This accountant has also entered the Yuanzi Shop. Behind the counter is still the same shopkeeper, just a little older.

Seeing Ji Yuan come in, the people in the shop looked at him subconsciously. Because of the blindness, Ji Yuan's eyes were like ordinary people's, so he looked like a gentle man.

Shopkeeper Zhuo is just an ordinary person. Although he was deeply impressed by Ji Yuan at the beginning, after all these years, he naturally cannot recognize him.

"Sir, are you planning to order wine?"

Generally, people who come to the Yuanzi Shop order wine. According to the size of the jars and carts, there are also those who order new wine for the coming year. Very few people actually come here to retail, but if they come to buy, the Yuanzi Shop will not refuse.

Ji Yuan didn't reply at first, but walked to the counter and looked at Zhuo Tao. It was true that he just contracted the wind and cold. A cold air accumulated in his chest and lungs, and the extra warmth in his body dissipated after half a month.

This disease can also be cured by fate. When he took out the wine bottle from his sleeve and flicked his sleeve, the cold air in Zhuo Tao's chest and lungs was cleared away.

However, no one else saw this little gesture, they were just attracted by the old wine bottle Ji Yuan took out.

"Shopkeeper, I have an old wine jug here. How much would it cost to fill it with new wine?"

Shopkeeper Zhuo took a closer look at this pottery wine bottle. The appearance is not dull, but there are some small bumps on the bottle. It is obviously used frequently, and the style should be an old model from a few years ago. Now The wine bottles in the new cellar have changed.

No matter what, shopkeeper Zhuo was quite happy to see such an old wine pot and meet someone who might be an old wine drinker in Qianrichun.

"The price has not increased. This is a one-pound pot like yours. If you fill it up, it will cost you eight hundred yuan."

Ji Yuan nodded and asked suddenly.

"Shopkeeper, do you bring your own wine flask and fill it with 800 fen per kilogram? The difference is so much 200 fen per pot?"

Shopkeeper Zhuo wanted to take the purple clay pot to moisten his throat, but after a while he didn't feel like coughing, so he stopped his hand. He felt that Ji Yuan was extraordinary, and he became interested in chatting with Ji Yuan a little more. .

"Actually, it wasn't the case before. As your guest said, a wine pot can't be worth two hundred coins."

"Then why?"

"Hey, there's actually nothing bad to say about this. In order to curry favor with a special drinker, I sold old wine at a low price, and even traded a wine flask for 200 coins. This matter between the shop clerk and Those who are familiar with it all know that after that time, those who came to the shop and brought a kilogram pot of wine only received 800 yuan."

Ji Yuan smiled.

"Hey, do the shopkeepers still treat everyone equally? That would cost a lot of money, you are in business!"

The shopkeeper also laughed "hehe".

"Although Zhuo is not a scholar or knight, he still has some arrogance. Moreover, he is not a high-ranking official. Who among the ordinary people drinks Qianrichun every day? Even fewer people come to this shop to drink... Besides, We won’t make any announcement either!”

"Hahahaha..."

Ji Yuan smiled in admiration and took out two taels of silver from his sleeve.

"The shopkeeper is still smart! Get a new pot of wine, this is two taels."

This is a bit strange. Isn’t this person drinking from an old bottle?

But since the man said so himself, Zhuo Tao followed suit, took a new bottle of wine from the counter, weighed the money and handed it to Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan took the bottle and turned around to leave. When he was about to step out of the shop, Zhuo Tao discovered that the old bottle was still on the counter and shouted quickly.

"Sir, your wine bottle is still there!"

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"Give it to you!"

Zhuo Tao was a little dumbfounded. He lowered his head and looked at the broken bottle. What did he want with the jug? This was the most indispensable thing in the garden shop.

But when he looked up again, the man in white shirt who had just walked to the door had disappeared.

‘Walking so fast?’

Zhuo Tao walked around the counter, walked to the door and looked around. There were many shadows on the street from near to far. He couldn't see where the person was, so he had to go back to the counter.

A shop assistant at the counter asked with a smile.

"Shopkeeper, what should I do with this bottle?"

"What else can we do, just throw it away."

The store clerk said "Oh", picked up the bottle, looked up and down, and subconsciously pulled out the cork. A faint fragrance floated with a sense of freshness, making everyone nearby feel refreshed after smelling it. Vibrate.