Chapter 252: Exiled to Immortal Residence

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As the saying goes, when the cool breeze comes, the white dew falls and the cicadas chirp. Although the Bailu solar term has long passed, autumn is the most beautiful season in Jiuhua Mountain.

Perhaps it is the unique nature of Jiuhua Mountain that makes this mysterious mountain forest shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, never so hot or cold, and the autumn colors are even more unique.

The clouds are clear and misty, the sky is high and the air is crisp, dark and ethereal, like a dream, full of nature, like an immortal who has left the world and is independent, unfazed by favors and humiliations, and has no intention of leaving or leaving. Therefore, it has always been the ideal of noble people since the Han Dynasty a thousand years ago. secluded place.

At the foot of Jiuhua Mountain, this wine shop called "Exiled Immortal Ju" is the only wine shop within a radius of twenty miles. It is also the most luxurious one in Qingyang and has a very good reputation. Because after Zhang Wenbiao and Wei Cen met at the county government office, Wei Cen led everyone here without hesitation and very familiarity. The fact that the place was remembered by the deputy privy ministers of the dynasty showed that he was quite famous.

Why is this, in addition to the beautiful scenery of the mountains and forests here, it also has the weight of the giant who lives in seclusion in the mountains.

As one of the few buildings at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain, this three-story wine shop stands out against the hazy mountain scenery at dusk. But in terms of appearance, it's actually not that great.

Although the red-painted pillars are rough and elegant, they look vulgar and boring. Although the plaque on the tall gate tower is shining with gold, the words on it are dull and wooden, and have no aesthetic feeling at all.

A row of huge red lanterns hangs in front of the door, which is more festive than tasteful. It is a bit awkward when contrasted with the beautiful scenery of the mountains and forests behind it. It shows that this famous restaurant still cannot escape the secular appearance, even the small buildings beside the Qinhuai River. The artistic conception of the square is incomparable.

I am used to seeing the sights of Jinling City. When I came to the mountains and saw this flashy and tacky wine shop, it was even worse than the wine shops in the least prosperous Jinling West City. For the wealthy officials who came from the capital, they naturally felt... There is some gap. Even a military man like Zhang Wenbiao found this wine shop tacky, let alone Wei Cen, deputy minister of the privy council.

Considering Wei Cen's status, others would not have expected that the dignified Deputy Privy Envoy would eat in such a place. Not to mention the environment, just thinking about the food in the mountains is definitely not good. However, Wei Cen and Zhang Wenbiao are not here just to eat, but have other important matters, so how can they account for so much?

"It is a beautiful thing created by nature, how can it be in the human world?"

Wei Cen, Zhang Wenbiao and his entourage had just arrived here on horseback. Zhang Wenbiao stared at the quatrains on both sides of the gate of Banxianju, as if in a trance. After a moment of drowsiness, the two of them strode into the banquet hall of Immortal Residence together. They felt a wave of heat rushing in front of their eyes. Behind the seemingly indifferent and lonely door, there were so many diners dining in the hall. The waiters were shouting and passing food to and fro. Tea and water are served, and it looks like a busy scene.

To attract so many diners, others would definitely think that the taste of the food must be wonderful, but in fact these people who stay away from the bustling streets and alleys and choose to eat in this remote mountain are not just for a bite of food, but It has an extraordinary purpose.

Most of these diners are either rich or noble people, but there are also a small number of unknown people who have been frustrated for a long time. They gather here from all over the world, all for the same purpose, or waiting for someone who is as tall as the one in the mountain. The opportunity to meet someone is an opportunity that can change your own destiny.

At this time, a clean waiter came forward and looked at the clothes of Wei Cen and Zhang Wenbiao. One was in splendid attire, the other was in plain silk robe, and there were several sturdy armored guards behind him. With many years of welcoming guests, With his experience, he could tell at a glance that he was not an ordinary person, and immediately greeted him politely: "Two distinguished guests, are you having dinner?"

Wei Cen seemed to be very familiar with Banished Immortal Residence. As he walked, Zi Gu nodded and said, "Is there a quiet place?"

"Yes, there are private rooms on the second and third floors, but the prices are different."

Wei Cen replied expressionlessly: "Money is not a problem, wherever it is pure and elegant, go."

"Okay! The two distinguished guests will follow me upstairs." The waiter shook his head and shouted, quickly leading the way.

Wei Cen and Zhang Wenbiao followed the waiter up the stairs at the top of the hall and went upstairs along the wooden stairs. Once they reached the second floor, it immediately became much quieter. A flower and bird screen blocks the entrance to the stairs, blocking sound waves and protecting the privacy of diners.

But the waiter did not stop, but went straight to the third floor. Above the third floor, it was even quieter, and the furnishings and decorations above subverted all previous impressions of this restaurant. A screen with pictures of flowers, birds, insects, fish and ladies separates several private rooms, and there are many calligraphy and paintings by famous people hanging on the walls, as well as many poems. A copper stove with a sandalwood beak is placed in the corner. The light smoke is sprayed from the beak, which makes people feel peaceful.

"Two distinguished guests, there are no guests on the third floor at the moment. You can just choose a box and sit down. I will bring you some tea." The waiter said with a smile.

Suddenly Wei San, the leader of the personal guard behind Wei Cen, came out, pulled the waiter and said in a dull voice: "Don't make tea for too long, and don't put too many ingredients in it. My noble family's taste will be bland."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I obey, little man." After that, he turned around and hurried downstairs.

Zhang Wenbiao looked at Wei Cen and said with a smile: "Wei's ambassador is very particular about people."

Wei Cen looked at himself and smiled and said: "Without him, simple is fine. Anyway, I can't sit still for long."

Zhang Wenbiao nodded and smiled and asked, "Where should I sit? There is a window in the south. How about sitting by the window?"

Wei Cen shook his head and said: "This is the only high-rise building at the foot of the mountain. If you sit by the window, you will be clearly seen by those who are interested. When you get here, it is better to be more cautious."

Zhang Wenbiao remained silent, but secretly thought that Wei Cen was an old Jianghu. The envoy was probably worried that someone was secretly watching him, and he was worried about being followed and killed along the way.

The two chose a box in the middle. Zhang Wenbiao accidentally saw that Wei Cen's name was included in the inscription of the poem on the wall, and it was engraved in a very conspicuous position, right among the top poems. Zhang Wenbiao was very surprised. Obviously Wei Cen must have been here before, but none of the waiters here seemed to know him. It was a little weird...

So Zhang Wenbiao stood up and continued to look along the wall, and unexpectedly saw many poems written by important officials at that time. It seemed that these people had eaten and drank in this restaurant.

However, a mottled spot on the wall aroused Zhang Wenbiao's interest. There was a gap between the poems at the top. It was obviously a poem written by another person, but it seemed that someone had scraped it away with a knife, making it appear that It's very unsightly.

The waiter came up with a hot teapot, apologized for keeping the two of them waiting, and quickly poured tea for them. Zhang Wenbiao pointed to the spots on the wall and asked, "Xiaoer, what's going on with this wall?"

The waiter looked back, a dazed look flashed in his eyes, then turned around, patted his forehead, and said with a sneer: "Oh, I forgot about this, I'll use a painting to block the shopkeeper's order. There have been no guests coming to the third floor for a few days to dine, so I forgot about it. It’s an eyesore, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, so I hung up a painting to block it.”