Early the next morning, Jiang Yan took An Yi to the market not far from the prince's residence. The place is very lively, crowded with people, and the sounds of various hawkings are endless, like a market feast.
There are a dazzling array of shops on both sides of the street, selling medicinal materials, clothing, rouge, gouache, calligraphy and painting, as well as various food stalls and teahouses.
Jiang Yan glanced over and was suddenly attracted by the plaque of a teahouse.
I saw it said "Are you thirsty?" in a simple and elegant font.
His eyes widened and he thought: No way, have you met a fellow villager?
When the waiter saw Jiang Yan and An Yi walking into the teahouse, he immediately warmly invited them to sit down and handed them a menu.
"My dear guests, what kind of tea would you like to drink? We have black tea, green tea, white tea, oolong tea..."
"Then let's have a pot of green tea." Jiang Yan replied while looking at the teahouse.
The teahouse is spacious and elegant, and the walls are covered with poems, calligraphy, paintings and couplets depicting tea culture.
Several potted plants are dotted among them, adding a touch of greenery to the teahouse.
Jiang Yan looked at the menu and said to the waiter, "Waiter, bring me four tea eggs and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
"Okay, sir," the waiter said and left.
Jiang Yan suddenly remembered something and quickly called the waiter and raised his fingers.
The waiter came over curiously, and Jiang Yan lowered his voice and asked, "Waiter, who came up with the name for the plaque in your teahouse? It's really novel and interesting."
"Sir, you have asked the right person. Hey, this, I heard from the boss that the name was given by his savior. This savior is said to look like a goddess descending to earth. The boss calls her Miss Yun. ....."
"Then do you know where this girl Yun is now?"
"I don't know about this. Even the boss can't find her. The boss said that Miss Yun likes to travel around the world. If she doesn't take the initiative to find you, it will be difficult for you to track her."
"Okay, go ahead and do your work, thank you!" After saying that, Jiang Yan gave the waiter a piece of broken silver. The waiter smiled and thanked me and went back to work.
Jiang Yan was full of curiosity about the teahouse owner's savior. Was she a fellow villager? Also, does she look like a goddess? Does beauty and strength coexist? That's all, we will meet each other if we are destined.
"Master, are you interested in this girl Yun? Do you need your subordinates to go check it out?" An Yi lowered his voice and said to Jiang Yan.
"No need." Jiang Yan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, pretending to be enigmatic and said seriously.
"Yes, Master."
Jiang Yan sipped the tea carefully, seemingly immersed in his own world. If you observe carefully, you can see that his ears move slightly from time to time.
"Brother Zhang, have you heard? The queen is going to hold a hundred flower banquet for that useless second prince." A man dressed like a scholar asked the man sitting opposite him.
"Brother Li, my father has already told me that my distant cousin is also on the list of the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Needless to say, everyone probably understands that this Hundred Flowers Banquet is just a viewing party. However, this second prince is useless and Ugly, what unlucky girl would fall in love with him?"
The horse is useless and ugly? Your grandfather and I will be big bosses in the future. Besides, don’t you know that fat people are all potential stocks?
Jiang Yan secretly gritted his teeth, resisted the urge to hit someone, and continued to listen.
"Brother Zhang, he is the second prince. No matter how useless he is, he still has his status. Girls who want to climb high will not care about appearance. How is it like us? We have to climb up on our own..."
"Come, come, Brother Li, let's have some tea. It doesn't matter that he is the second prince, he is just a waste without spiritual roots. Six years ago, his spiritual roots were not tested at the sect's disciple recruitment meeting. You don't know , the emperor’s face turned green, hahaha.”
After taking a few sips of tea to moisten his throat, Brother Zhang continued, "It can be said that as great as the expectations are, there will be great disappointments. I heard that the second prince's biological mother, Concubine Yu, has also privately asked people from her family to help with testing over the years. Spiritual roots.”
"Did any spiritual roots be detected later?" Brother Li asked curiously.
"Of course not, otherwise the second prince wouldn't have given up on himself. It is said that he now has a fat head and big ears, as fat as a ball."
After saying that, Brother Zhang seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and glanced at Jiang Yan's table from the corner of his eye.
He nudged Brother Li who was sitting next to him with his elbow, motioned him to look at Jiang Yan, and then whispered softly, "Just like that."
The two people were muttering to each other, and Jiang Yan knew at a glance that they were not holding back their good words.
Although An Yi is not a cultivator, he has practiced martial arts for ten years and his ears are better than ordinary people. When he heard someone slandering his master like this, he clenched his fists and almost couldn't help but want to hit someone.
Jiang Yan noticed An Yi's move, immediately held him down and whispered a few words in his ear. Then, the master and servant continued to drink tea and chat as if nothing had happened.
How could Jiang Yan let these two gossips go so easily?
He has a character that requires revenge. If he hasn't taken revenge yet, it's just that the time has not come yet.
Don’t forget, if a tiger doesn’t show off its power, don’t treat it like a sick cat!
Regarding spiritual roots, Jiang Yan remembered that it was mentioned in the book that everyone's spiritual roots awaken at different times. The sooner they awaken, the sooner they can practice.
But the earlyness or lateness of awakening does not mean cultivation talent. There are eight types of spiritual roots, namely metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice.
Generally speaking, the more awakened spiritual roots, the higher the talent, but it also means the difficulty of cultivation.
Therefore, practitioners with high talents usually choose to practice in large sects, so that they can obtain more training resources.
"Waiter, pay the bill." Brother Zhang called the waiter to pay the bill, and then left the teahouse with Brother Li.
Jiang Yan also paid the bill, and he and An Yi secretly followed the two people.
When the gossiping duo walked to a deserted alley, Jiang Yan and An Yi knocked them unconscious with the hilts of their swords, and then punched and kicked them.
The duo's faces were swollen like pig heads, and even their biological father and mother probably couldn't recognize them.
"Zi, you like to gossip, don't you? Then let me, your grandpa, teach you how to be a good person..." Jiang Yan angrily kicked the pig's head named Zhang several times.
"Master, someone is coming."
"Huh, let them go. Let's go."
After Jiang Yan and the others left, a round-faced girl passed by the alleyway while humming a tune. With sharp eyes, she spotted two funny-looking men lying on the ground with faces swollen like balloons.
Their wrinkled clothes were covered with footprints, as if they were haunted by being stepped on again and again.
The round-faced girl screamed, "Oh my god, pig...pig..."
Some gossips came after hearing the sound and crowded into the alley.
"Where are they? Where are they? Where are the pigs?" an aunt carrying a vegetable basket asked eagerly.
She licked her lips and thought to herself, this pig... should be regarded as a reward for those who meet it, right?
"Um, no, it's not a pig, it's... it looks like a pig. Oh, no, no, it's swollen like a pig." The round-faced girl looked nervous and incoherent when she saw so many people gathered around her.
Everyone glanced into the alley and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when they found that they were not pigs, but two people who were swollen beyond recognition.
But judging from the slight rise and fall of their chests, they were still alive.
"Hey! These two people must have provoked someone they shouldn't have..."
Everyone was talking about it, and just when someone suggested that they go find a doctor to take a look, the quarrelsome duo slowly woke up.
They felt pain everywhere in their body, and their cheeks were burning with pain. He was beaten up in broad daylight! !
Seeing the two people waking up, everyone dispersed, leaving only the two people with ugly faces. Since he didn't know who beat them, the mute had no choice but to swallow his anger.
