Wangjiang Tower is definitely not a top-notch high-end place in the eyes of aristocrats who are very particular about food and environment in a place like the capital where land is of high value, but when it comes to the elegance and quietness of the environment, it can definitely be ranked among the top ten. List.
It is located between four or five academies in the south of the city, adjacent to the Lishui River to the west and Jieshi Dwarf Mountain to the east. There is no hassle of traffic in the market in front of the door, nor is there the tackiness of crowded vendors. Even because it is surrounded by academies, it still has a certain atmosphere. Bookish.
The shopkeeper's name is Sun Bu Nian. Bu Nian may mean not New Year's Eve. His father is not well-educated and doesn't know how to give names, but this name is a popular name within the three to five miles radius of Wangjiang Tower!
Because shopkeeper Sun himself is an elegant person!
He has twelve robes, all of which are Confucian robes. His close friends are all scholars, and he must be called "The Master", and he is called "Ya Shan layman".
But at this moment, he was a bit inelegant, holding a plate of squirrel golden-backed fish, walking towards the elegant room not far away, his expression constantly changing.
"Shopkeeper, why are you delivering the food in person? Come here, slave." A maid greeted her warmly and showed her hospitality.
"The Master said: No need."
Shopkeeper Sun suppressed the discomfort in his heart, glanced around subconsciously, and coughed lightly: "Is your guest moving fast?"
The maid said respectfully: "Eating!"
"Go!"
Shopkeeper Sun took a deep breath, turned around a corridor, and walked towards a private room. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a burst of hearty laughter coming from inside.
"Master Jiang's "Quiet Night Thoughts" is a simple five-character quatrain, but it has clear meaning, clear ambition, emotion, scenery, and state of mind. It can be called a masterpiece!"
"Master Ling, I'm so grateful. In the past years, I occasionally missed my hometown, so I wrote an essay. It's really funny!"
"I'm being overly modest! I must say that Master Xu's song "About to Drink" is really wonderful. It not only has the meaning of urging people to drink, but also expresses the overwhelming waves and soaring ambitions in the heart. It's so admirable!"
"Don't dare to take it! Don't take it! Master Yang, please don't make fun of me!"
On the table in the elegant room, there are four plates of side dishes and three pots of Biluo spring wine. The dishes are good dishes and the wine is good wine.
There were five people sitting cross-legged around him, three of them were the elegant Master Qin Yuliu, the fat-headed Master Jiang and the lean Master Xu.
The other two people were a middle-aged woman and an obese old man.
The five people talked and laughed for a while. The middle-aged woman suddenly looked at Qin Yuliu, who was silent at the side: "Master Qin has been depressed today. Is there something on your mind?"
Qin Yuliu rolled up the hair beside his ears, and then chuckled: "Suddenly I remembered Master Li. I have known him for thirteen years, and we were both teachers and friends. Today is Mrs. Li's birthday. I never thought... His bones have been buried long ago. A foreign country!"
Master Jiang and the others couldn't help but restrain their smiles.
Master Xu sighed softly: "Master Li's whereabouts are a bit weird. He went to the frontier fortress on an inexplicable vacation. He didn't know where to go. It is said that there are not many masters in the frontier fortress. He is only half a step away from the realm of a little master, and he has never had any enemies. , why did he die?"
Master Jiang shook his head: "I heard vaguely that before he died, he sent a flying pigeon blood suit!"
"Oh?" Everyone looked at her, "I wonder if there is a name on the bloody clothes?"
Master Jiang was silent for a moment, drank a glass of wine, and wiped his thick lips: "I'm afraid it has something to do with Naxinzhuo!"
The other two masters don't quite understand the word "Xin Zhuo", but Qin Yuliu and Qin Yuliu are very familiar with it. Everything that happened in Qiugong Pavilion on Fulong Mountain is still before their eyes. The successor of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Tao Te Ching" is Many poems circulating in the capital recently, including the two just mentioned, were written by this person.
However, when I was in Qiugong Pavilion, I saw with my own eyes that all the meridians in this person's body were severed by Master Tai and Mr. Dongfang. Even if the Earthly Immortal Master was present, he might not be able to recover.
But after Master Li's accident, he directly called his name. I don't know what he meant?
Master Xu frowned: "I wonder if Xin Zhuo is the heir apparent of the Jiang family?"
The other two masters had also heard about the eldest son of the Jiang family. It was said that he had been living abroad for more than ten years and had just recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan, causing a commotion in the capital.
The middle-aged woman wondered: "The Jiang family has been in harmony with the dynasty for hundreds of years, and they have a wide family.
Big, deeply involved, even though the situation has become weaker in the past ten years, but with the Ning family’s old lady and Jiang Jiuwei here, I’m afraid no one would dare to provoke him!
I don’t know what grudges you have against that... "
[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. It can be used on both Android and Apple. 】
The old man also said: "Actually, the Jiang family is just that. She has to take into account her face and the influence of all parties in the court, so she can be accommodating. But Princess Jiang Jiuwei was a talented person in the Taiping Palace in the past. She was quite skillful. She was half a step ahead fourteen years ago. It’s really difficult to handle being a grandmaster and still being today’s direct aunt!”
"snort!"
Qin Yuliu sneered, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Dongdong..."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and shopkeeper Sun's elegant and easy-going voice came: "Brothers and masters, I have sent you some fish!"
"Master Yashan personally sent the fish!"
The old man laughed and stood up to open the door: "The squirrel golden-backed fish from Wangjiang Tower is blended with sweet and sour juice. It is sweet but not greasy, fat but not thorny. It is considered a top delicacy. You must try it!"
Shopkeeper Sun has already entered the private room. He smiled calmly and put down the fish: "Sun will cook it himself. Please try it!"
Seeing the bright and dazzling sweet and sour fish, even Qin Yuliu put down his guard and sighed, and everyone quickly picked it up and tasted it.
Shopkeeper Sun had sweat on his forehead, but there was a smile on his face that was waiting for praise and appreciation.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yuliu's expression changed just after he took a taste, and he looked at Shopkeeper Sun coldly.
The old man's expression also changed.
One of the poisons can be vaguely detected by practicing special mental techniques.
"What do you mean, Master Yashan? Is this the way to welcome guests?" Qin Yuliu's face was cold, his fingertips were lightly curled, and a small sword that condensed soldiers appeared in front of him.
"hehe……"
The grudge, shame, and nervousness on Shopkeeper Sun's face were instantly wiped away, and he sneered: "You have offended my heir apparent, how can you sit still?"
After speaking, he took a step back.
"boom!"
The window outside the private room suddenly exploded, and dozens of at least half-step master masters flashed in like ghosts. For a moment, the whole room was filled with Zhenqi condensed soldiers flying around.
A man with a square face scolded: "It's best not to move!"
Qin Yuliu and the other five people have already stood up, each of them gathering their true energy with majestic momentum.
"If you don't want to die, just go on the road honestly!"
Two more figures suddenly came to one side, a woman with long fiery red hair and an enchanting posture.
A woman in green with a tall figure, broad breasts, and a cold face, surrounded by a "Born Elite Soldier" flying around!
Half-step grandmaster!
The whole room was instantly enveloped in all kinds of infuriating and violent auras, and if there was even a slight movement, half of Wangjiang Tower would be destroyed!
Qin Yuliu and the other five subconsciously glanced in the direction of Qiufeng Academy and lowered their guard slightly.
"No need to look any further!" The woman with long flaming red hair chuckled: "There are already people watching on the way to the academy. They can kill you ten times before they come!"
Qin Yuliu frowned: "Xin Zhuo?"
"Your Majesty!"
There was no trace of emotion on the face of the woman in green.
