Chapter 51 Walk with You 2

Only when the matter came to this point did Ouyang Chun understand that the little brother in front of him was the famous Zhao Ze and Zhao Ashi who caused a sensation in Luzhou. However, I don't know if this person is really like the legend. It's really worth me to take care of the house for him. It's better not too late to make a decision after a clear look.

Wu Liang led Zhao Ze away from the downtown next to the land temple in the west of the city, separated the crowd and came to a secluded place. It is also a personal feeling to say that it is secluded. In fact, this is a street noodle restaurant, called: the first side of the west of the city, and the first side of the east of the city.

After the group entered the first side of the west of the city, Wu Liang led Zhao Ze to the upstairs and chose a window-side place. Sitting there, you can see the panoramic view of the land temple and the green scenery of the distant mountains. However, these are not the ultimate purpose. Wu Liang invited Zhao Ze to come here.

Because it was agreed in advance, Wu Liang wanted to chat alone with Zhao Ze. With the four military masters next to Zhao Ze and Wu Er, that is, Ouyang Chun mistakenly thought it was Zhao Ze's little man, he had to sit downstairs, but Wu Er was not very worried. When he went upstairs and downstairs to deliver tea and wine, he also took the opportunity to slipped up without saying a word. Sitting in the corner and staring at Wu Liang, but Wu Liang didn't care. Anyway, Wu Er couldn't hear what they said.

"I don't know what Mr. Zhao plans to do in the future," Wu Liang poured a glass of wine for Zhao Ze and asked.

"What can you plan to plan? One day after another. Now the world is peaceful with food, clothes, and a wife's life is enough. What can I ask for!" Zhao Ze said casually.

"Wife?" Wu Liang asked puzzledly.

"It's the Hun family, and my wife is my hometown dialect," Zhao Ze explained.

"Oh, it turns out that Brother Zhao is not a local," Wu Liang echoed.

"Of course not. My home is in the south, far away. What about Mr. Wu? You are not a local. The accent sounds like a Shandong family," Zhao Ze asked.

"Wandong? What is Shandong? Does Brother Zhao refer to the east of Yanshan? When I was a child, my family was indeed in the east of Yanshan, Cangzhou," Wu Liang replied.

"Ah... East of Yanshan, I guess it's very close to the seaside."

"That's of course. How can we produce sea salt? But please forgive Wu for being dull. I don't know where Zhao's family is in the south of the Yangtze River?" Wu Liang asked a very important question.

"My family is in a small village near the South China Sea. The village makes a living by producing spices, so it is called Hong Kong!" Zhao Ze thought, I can make up as far as I can. Anyway, the more remote the better.

"Oh," Wu nodded, and then asked, "Who do you dare to ask Mr. Zhao from?"

"My grandfather, my grandfather is a single class character." Zhao Ze suddenly felt wrong when he said this. He quickly looked up at Wu Liang and found that he was smiling. Naturally, there was no difference in that smile, but Zhao Ze was still not secure.

"Brother Zhao" Wu Liang raised his wine glass and "cleaned first"

"Okay, cheers!" Zhao Ze also raised his glass to drink with Wu Liang.

After a pot of turbid wine, Wu Liang picked up a few chopsticks for Zhao Ze. Zhao Ze said that Mr. Wu was polite. Let's take care of himself. Wu Liang put down his chopsticks with a smile. After watching Zhao Ze tasted the dishes, he said again, "I have been walking in the north and south of the Song Dynasty for many years. Not to mention that I know much about the Song Dynasty today. I don't know. What do you think, Brother Zhao!"

"Mr. Wu is naturally knowledgeable. From this point of view, the younger generation is not as good as himself," Zhao Ze replied wisely.

"Brother Zhao, you are too famous. Even if I have the talent of Zhuge Wuhou, it is useless today, but the little brother is different. The talent of the little brother is not comparable to heaven and earth."

"Mr. Wu's words are a little big. The younger generation knows how many pounds he is, and he dares not pretend that he has any talent. It's just a little luck."

"It's not only luck to have Master Luban preaching in his dream. The little brother is full of golden bones!" Wu Liang stopped here.

Zhao Ze looked at him and was a little confused. He didn't know the purpose of this old man who claimed to be Wu Liang. If so, it's better to ask directly, "Mr. Wu, I don't understand what you mean"

"I don't mean anything else. The little brother needs the guidance of a master. That's it!" Wu Liang wrote a few words on the table with his fingers.

Because it is written in reverse, it is correct from Zhao Ze's side, so of course he knows what it is written.

"You? Is this true? Zhao Ze was so scared that his heart jumped wildly. He secretly shouted that an old man, an ancient man, was called a monkey spirit.

"So, what do you think the little brother should do!" Wu Liang asked earnestly.

Zhao Ze poured a glass of wine for Wu Liang and said, "In this case, the younger generation will invite you to go to the Shangguan Mansion after night, and then the younger generation and sister will wait for your arrival."

Wu Liang smiled and did not answer. He just brushed his beard and nodded. I don't know if he acquiesced or understood!