future game space

The spring breeze was very warm, and Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh after leaving the brothel. The man who had just been thrown out was knocking hard on the door of the brothel behind him, wailing: "My baggage is still in there! You can't do this! You can't do this.

You turned your back on me and refused to recognize anyone!"

"A bitch is heartless and an actress is meaningless, so just give up." Zhang Yang said kindly.

The man glanced at Zhang Yang. He should have hated the person who caused him to be thrown out, but he couldn't feel any hatred at all. In this case, he could only be moved.

"Uuuu, I have to go to Chang'an to participate in the poetry and painting competition." The man looked at Zhang Yang pitifully.

Zhang Yang sighed heavily, took out a banknote and said, "Go ahead, I believe you will become the next Tang Bohu!"

"Who the hell is Tang Bohu?" Mr. Li yelled, "Who is he! Who is he!"

Zhang Yang sighed: "Do you want this bank note?"

"Yes! I'm planning to go back and bring something good to my son!" Mr. Li hurriedly took the banknote, glanced at the number, his eyes widened for a few seconds, and then quickly put it in his arms.

"Your son? You have a son?" Zhang Yang's eyes widened.

Mr. Li rolled his eyes at him and said: "Is it strange to have a son? I am proud to have a son! At least the incense of our Li family has continued!"

Zhang Yang is smiling but not smiling.

Mr. Li smiled and said, "I'm very close to you. How about we go to a nearby inn for a meal? Your treat!"

Zhang Yang blinked: "As a human being, don't push yourself too far."

"Let's go!" Mr. Li pulled Zhang Yang towards the inn not far away.

Zhang Yang really had nothing to say to such a shameless person. His stomach was already full. Although he knew that there were still things going on in Tangjiabao, he was not from Tangjiabao. He could go back whenever he wanted.

If we go back and want to know where the poisonous man is, I'm afraid the Tang family will have to wait for him.

Zhang Yang felt very proud when he thought of the Tang family waiting eagerly for him.

In just a short time, Mr. Li had already drank a pot of Huadiao, smacking his tongue and exclaiming: "Good wine, good wine!"

Zhang Yang nodded and said: "It's not the wine you paid for, of course it's good wine."

Mr. Li was a little drunk and waved his hands: "That's not what you said! I regard you as a good friend, and you can't do this to a friend, right? It's great to have friends from far away! When the future comes, I will treat my son

When you cultivate a great talent, you must let him buy you a drink!"

"A great talent? Fortunately, your surname is Li! Do you know the three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty? Do you know the moonlight before your bed?" Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. If he met such a person, he would be slapped in the face.

"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed? What a wonderful sentence!" Mr. Li exclaimed.

"Yes, yes! You eat quickly. I have things to do after I pay the bill. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!" Zhang Yang said impatiently.

Mr. Li smiled and said: "Brother, you also know that a romantic person like me spends money very quickly. Although you gave me five hundred taels, but... how about you buy a gold lock for my son?

?”

Zhang Yang looked at him.

Mr. Li continued: "Just in time, there is a gold lock maker opposite!"

Zhang Yang was speechless.

After paying the bill in a hurry, Mr. Li ran to the opposite side with a roast chicken in his arms, and kept waving to Zhang Yang: "Brother! Come on, I think it would be good to make a golden lock like this!"

Looking at the golden lock as big as an adult's fist, Zhang Yang frowned: "How old is your son?"

"I forgot whether I was four or five years old." Mr. Li scratched his head.

Zhang Yang suddenly wanted to laugh. He wanted to laugh loudly. He couldn't even remember his son's age. How could he be such a father?

"Just this, how much does it cost?" Mr. Li asked, pointing to the golden lock as big as a fist.

"Fifty taels." The shopkeeper who made the gold lock replied.

Mr. Li frowned: "Only fifty taels? Give me a gold lock of five hundred taels!"

"..." Zhang Yang wanted to kick Mr. Li to death. He didn't kill his enemies like this! The reason why Zhang Yang was willing to accompany Mr. Li to play around here and get killed was mainly because there were not many people like Mr. Li.

It's true that there aren't many, but Zhang Yang finds it quite interesting to get along with him.

"On the back of the lock, type the words "Bedden Moonlight" for me, and on the front, type my son's name." Young Master Li puffed up his chest, raised his eyebrows at Zhang Yang, and said, "I still remember my son's name.

,Li Bai!”

Zhang Yang's eyes widened: "Your son's name is Li Bai?"

"Of course! It's obvious! What a great name!" Mr. Li was very proud.

"You named your son just to make your son drink?" Zhang Yang couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect to meet the father of a person with the same name as Li Bai in the story world of Xian San...

"hey-hey."

A golden lock was forged by a skilled craftsman and was quickly handed over to Mr. Li. Mr. Li put the golden lock around his neck and felt his neck feel heavy, almost bowing to the craftsman.

"Good thing, good thing, by the way, what's your name? I will definitely let my son remember your name in the future!" Mr. Li asked.

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Hometown! Let your son slowly bow his head and miss his hometown!"

Mr. Li was so serious that he memorized the name, and then said: "Brother, I'm going to Chang'an. We'll meet again if we have the chance. Remember! My name is Li Ke, your brother!"

With that said, Mr. Li put the golden lock into his arms and disappeared in a flash.

Zhang Yang stood there blankly, silent for a long time. Although he was not very good at studying, he had studied some celebrities and his father... If I remember correctly, the name of Li Bai's father in history was Li Ke...

Could it be that you have encountered the real thing?

Zhang Yang's eyes widened and he swallowed hard. He suddenly felt dizzy. He really couldn't understand...

If this is just a plot world created by the future game space, then it is impossible for Li Ke to exist, or even Li Bai! But there are these two people. Could it be that the plot world created by the game space is based on

In a certain real scene in history?

But if it is said that characters like Chonglou really appeared in history because of this kind of thing, wouldn’t that be a lie?

The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more confused he became. He was too lazy to think about it, and was just going to ask Mi Lu when he had time.

It was already noon when Zhang Yang returned to Tangjiapu. Seeing that the Tang family had been waiting all morning like dumb geese, Zhang Yang felt a little embarrassed.

Although some people in the Tang family were so angry that they were itching their teeth, but when they thought of Zhang Yang's ruthlessness, they did not dare to complain even a word.

Tang Kun glanced at Zhang Yang and said, "You should have found the location of the poisonous man in the whole morning, right? Shall we leave now?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Tang Kun was speaking for him. In an instant, Zhang Yang felt some affection for the old man again, and the old man saw more. Even if Zhang Yang didn't kill Tang Yi, Tang Yi would probably be fine.

A life worse than death, the Tang Sect's rules are too strict!