Changchun Garden.
A garden built in the southeast corner of Nanli County covers an area of several hundred acres. It is a private estate and is not open to the public on weekdays.
The owner of the manor is named Xie. No one knows his real name, and no one has seen his true face because he always wears a mask on his face.
Wang Cheng took off the Rukai he was wearing and came to Changchun Garden alone.
Standing in front of the manor, his first feeling was that something was wrong, something very wrong!
The entire Nanli County was wantonly destroyed by Li Xiang's group, especially those from high-ranking families, but this manor was not even damaged, not to mention a trace of blood.
The second feeling is tranquility. Before arriving here, there were still sounds of people, cicadas chirping, and dogs barking. Once here, there were no sounds at all. The entire manor seemed to have disappeared from the world.
"What a weird place!"
Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and then his mind focused on his eyes, and the panoramic eyes opened.
The next moment, a figure appeared in front of him, standing in front of the gate of the manor.
This is a man dressed in white, with a slender figure, holding a folding fan, and wearing a silver mask on his face.
"Thank you, owner!"
Although Wang Cheng has never seen this mysterious village owner, his intuition tells him that this person is.
At this time, Master Xie walked down the steps and saluted Wang Cheng: "Thank you, General, for not giving up and coming to my humble residence."
The voice is gentle, like a gentle breeze reaching people's ears, and it sounds very comfortable.
Wang Cheng felt a little weird, but he still clasped his fists and said, "The owner of the village is so polite!"
"please!"
Master Xie made a welcoming gesture to Wang Cheng and welcomed Wang Cheng into the manor.
It's summer, and the flowers and plants planted on both sides of the yard are in full bloom.
There is no need to be blown by the breeze, and it naturally emits a refreshing fragrance that is intoxicating.
Wang Cheng had been fighting against the Xia people one after another during this period and was busy with military affairs. Now he had a rare opportunity to relax, and his tense heartstrings gradually relaxed.
Walking through the front yard, the front suddenly became extremely open. There were no buildings in sight, but a garden covering an area of several hundred acres.
There are many peach trees planted inside, and they are already covered with green peaches. After a while, these green peaches will mature.
There is a path leading to the depths of the garden. Walking hundreds of steps along the path, there is a small lake covering an area of dozens of acres.
There is a small island in the center of the small lake. A pavilion is built on the small island, and a pontoon bridge connects the small island to the shore.
Wang Cheng stood in front of the pontoon and couldn't help but said: "It's really a paradise."
Master Xie said with a smile: "General, you are overly praised. Xie, a common man, can also play with flowers and plants."
"Thank you, Master, for being too modest. Not everyone has this ability." Wang Cheng said meaningfully.
Master Xie smiled, said "please" without saying much, and walked onto the pontoon with Wang Cheng.
There were already several people in the pavilion.
There was a man in his mid-twenties, handsome in appearance, and dressed in plain clothes. He was Qin Feiyu, who had met Wang Cheng several times.
One person was older, in his thirties, with a sinister face, but he was dressed in fine clothes and was the steward of the Wu Mansion—Wu Sanbao, who had met Wang Cheng several times.
Wang Cheng had never met the other two, but they were both young, handsome, and first-class handsome men.
As soon as the four of them saw Wang Cheng appearing, they immediately walked out of the pavilion and came out to greet him.
Qin Feiyu came to Wang Cheng and immediately accused him: "General Wang Cheng has worked hard to come here, but Feiyu failed to take the initiative to greet him. It is Feiyu's fault."
Before Wang Cheng could speak, Master Xie, who was standing beside him, said, "Young Master Qin is not to blame for this. It was Xie who took the initiative to greet the general."
"It doesn't matter!"
Wang Cheng waved his hand and said: "It's rare to come to such a paradise, and Wang also wants to visit more and see more."
"This is not a place for conversation. General, please come to the pavilion." Master Xie said.
At this moment, a few people stopped talking and came to the pavilion.
There are exactly six seats in the pavilion, two in the east and west, and only one in the north and south.
Wang Cheng was invited to the seat facing north and south, which was the main seat.
Master Xie himself sat opposite Wang Cheng, while Qin Feiyu and the other four sat on either side.
Qin Feiyu stood up and introduced the person next to him to Wang Cheng: "General Wang, this is Brother Li - Li Cheng, the Young Master of Dingbeihou."
"I've met General Wang." Li Cheng saluted Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng nodded. He still knew a little about Dingbeihou. The contemporary Dingbeihou Li Shangzheng was a high official in the imperial court - Minister of War, with a high position of power.
Qin Feiyu introduced the person opposite him to Wang Cheng: "This is Mr. Annanhou - Cao Yang."
Compared with Li Cheng's gentleness, Cao Yang has a bit more resoluteness of a martial arts practitioner.
He stepped down from his seat and saluted Wang Cheng with clasped fists: "I've seen General Wang!"
Clean and neat!
No sloppiness!
Wang Cheng still nodded. It wasn't that he had no etiquette, but as a general of an army, he couldn't salute casually. If word of that spread out, people would say he didn't understand etiquette.
After the introduction, Master Xie extended his hand to signal Wang Cheng and said, "General, let's use the tea first. This tea was grown by Xie himself and has some miraculous effects."
Wang Cheng picked up the tea cup on the desk in front of him and took a sip. The aroma of the tea flowed into his heart and spleen.
Suddenly, my mind became extremely peaceful, and all worries and trivial matters were forgotten at this moment.
After a while, Wang Cheng replied: "Good tea!"
After another sip, he put down the tea cup, looked at Master Xie and said, "This should be a spiritual tea, right?"
"good!"
Master Xie nodded and said: "Everyone in the world knows Yunmeng Lingcha, but is there more than just this kind of Lingcha in the world?"
Wang Cheng was curious. Although he knew a lot of magical elixirs, he didn't know much about exotic flowers and herbs, so he asked, "Are there any other magical teas?"
Master Xie nodded and said: "Xie has read some records in ancient books, which describe the four major spiritual teas. Yunmeng Lingcha is one of them. In addition, there are Dize Green Tea, Four Seasons Flower Tea, and Wuliang Mountain Tea. "
"Boundless Camellia?"
Wang Cheng was startled and asked subconsciously: "Is this Wuliang Mountain Tea related to Wuliang Mountain?"
"good!"
Master Xie explained: "Wuliang Mountain is a spiritual mountain in the world. Wuliang Temple, known as the best mountain gate in the world, comes from here. There is an ancient tea tree growing inside the mountain gate, which is older than Wuliang Temple. This ancient tea tree is The most famous spiritual tea in the world."
At this point, he sighed: "It's just that this ancient tea plant has always been protected by Wuliang Guan. It has long been regarded as its own by Wuliang Guan, and outsiders cannot pick it at all."
Wang Cheng understood that anything growing on Wuliang Mountain was naturally regarded as his own by Wuliang Guan, not to mention it was a spiritual tea plant.
However, he didn't know anything about it, and Xu Ya never mentioned this to him.
Master Xie continued: "Xie's tea is a four-season flower tea. It is like spring all year round. It only bears twenty-four leaves in each season and ninety-six leaves in a year, no more and no less."
Wang Cheng said: "That's really rare."
As far as he knows, tea trees that are usually three or four years old can produce 100 to 120 kilograms of raw tea in a year, and mature tea trees can harvest 150 to 200 kilograms of raw tea in a year.
This was the first time he had heard of a tea tree that only produced ninety-six leaves every year. It was rare in the world.
"If the general likes it, Xie will pack a few kilograms for you to take with you later." Mr. Xie said.
Wang Cheng did not refuse, he cupped his hand and said, "Thank you very much."
After Qin Feiyu and others heard this, they looked at each other and showed knowing smiles.
Qin Feiyu took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Is General Wang wondering why the banquet venue was chosen in Changchun Garden?"
"I'm really a little confused." Wang Cheng said.
At this time, the owner of the village, Xie, walked over to Wang Cheng, added a cup of tea, and said, "The general doesn't know something. Some of the property in Xie's house was robbed by the Xia people. They are the savings of several generations of Xie's family."
"That seems to be not a small amount." Wang Cheng said half-jokingly.
Master Xie nodded and said with a smile, "About forty boxes of belongings."
Wang Cheng's hand holding the tea cup stopped in mid-air and said, "That's really not a small amount."
Master Xie smiled and said nothing.
Wu Sanbao, who was sitting next to Cao Yang, couldn't hold it in anymore and said at the top of his lungs: "General Wang, I, Wu Sanbao, am a rough man. If I have anything to say, I will speak out."
Wang Cheng looked at Wu Sanbao. This man was not as cautious as when they first met, and he seemed to be bolder.
He glanced at the people around him, sneered secretly, and said, "Say it!"
Wu Sanbao stood up from the table and said: "General Wang sent his men everywhere to preach that the looted property would be returned to our family. Does this still count?"
"It counts!" Wang Cheng did not deny it.
Wu Sanbao was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Cheng to agree so simply. This actually blocked all the words he had been holding in his heart.
After being stunned for a while, he stammered: "Then why haven't you returned it yet?"
Wang Cheng said calmly: "There is something wrong with the accounts."
"What went wrong? When we submitted the report the day before yesterday, we reported real numbers!" Wu Sanbao said.
Wang Cheng glanced at the other people and said coldly: "But the property in my hand does not match what you reported. Your amount is too huge, and what I collected is not that much."
"You..." Wu Sanbao was suddenly speechless.
Several other people had different expressions, and the thing they were most worried about appeared.
Wang Cheng clearly has no intention of returning their property in full!
Qin Feiyu broke the dull atmosphere at this time and said with a smile: "It was normal for a few boxes of property to be lost during the fighting that night."
“Is it normal to lose a few boxes of belongings?”
Wu Sanbao was a little confused, but he knew very well that Wang Cheng led his men to almost annihilate the Xia Kingdom's imperial guards, and all the belongings should have fallen into Wang Cheng's hands.
"impossible!"
He was about to have a seizure, but after being glanced at by Qin Feiyu, he immediately closed his mouth.
The owner of the village Xie came out to help at this time: "Master Qin is right, it was so chaotic that night, and it is normal for a few boxes of belongings to be thrown away."
Suddenly, he changed the topic and looked at Wang Cheng: "General, I wonder how much property our family has left?"
