The fragrance is permeating the air, and there is a sense of peace and tranquility in the room while sitting and sipping tea.
"Sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, slurp, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, slurp, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, sip out of your mouth."
Yan Ci was surprised and said: "The ancient sages said, 'You don't talk when you eat or sleep.' Brother Zhang was born in a Shili family, and he had to live in a wealthy family. Why do you do this?"
As soon as Zhang Kuang heard this, he knew that Yan Ci was an amateur and explained: "Tasting tea is in line with the tea ceremony. Drinking in silence is not very interesting. The tea soup stimulates the taste buds, not only stops the sensation of the mouth and tongue, but also washes the mind and brings a refreshing mood to soothe the irritable heart. , you can gain wisdom and elegance.”
Yan Ci said: "There is a strange noise, and there is no trace of elegance."
Zhang Kuangdao said: "The language of tea varies from person to person, but the louder the sound, the more you know the true taste of tea. It can be regarded as a thank you to the host and a compliment to the tea. It is one of the etiquette."
Yan Ci said: "Brother Zhang can pull it apart!" After all, he couldn't help but try the same thing, and it really tasted different.
Looking at each other with a smile, the sound of "sloppy and slippery", the scene was hot.
When the shop owner came back, he had to check the accounts. After checking the income and expenditure, Yan Ci really felt that he had seen the right person.
After tea, I walked into the secret room and saw eight or nine wooden boxes lined up along the wall. The boxes were densely filled with silver ingots, and only Yan Ci had the right to control them.
At that time, the imperial court continued to use the currency system of the previous dynasty, but due to excessive extravagance, gold was mostly used to make jewelry and utensils, resulting in a sharp rise in the status of silver. The currency used daily was mainly silver ingots and copper plates.
The wealth of a well-off family that could not be spent in a few lifetimes was like waste in Yan Ci's eyes. He glanced at it briefly and said with disdain: "A little bit of gold and silver, it just takes up space. Let's move to Buyi Street tomorrow morning. Let's see who it is." Give it to whomever you like."
Zhang Kuang was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer the question.
Suddenly, Yan Cifeng said something as calm as a cloud: "The chaos in the world cannot be settled overnight. If a man wants to have spiritual sustenance and a secure life, his financial resources are far from enough, and he needs to use power and even force. .”
The words were full of rebellious meaning. Zhang Kuang could understand them completely, but he didn't dare to understand them.
Yan Ci didn't stop, he looked back and asked: "How many princes and nobles has Brother Zhang met in recent years?"
Zhang Kuang reported: "Except General Longxi Hussars who has not yet shown up, there are over a hundred famous figures who frequent the Red Sleeve Dance Hall on a daily basis."
Yan Ci said: "Is this the hope of the people of Longxi?"
Zhang Kuang was silent for a few breaths and sighed: "We are all following the path of evil and corruption. Our ethics, integrity and shame are in ruins. There is no hope."
Yan Ci said: "The ancestors made a shocking cry and asked, 'Princes, generals, would you rather be born?' Brother Zhang has gone from wealth to poverty. Living under the imperial power is like an ant. Don't you want to replace him one day?"
Wealth breeds courage, and arrogant people are not only rich but also content. The blood in his chest was ignited by these words, and he couldn't help but reveal a bit of wild temperament.
The world is full of rebels, who would rather be a victim? Thinking of having nothing to worry about for the rest of his life, Zhang Kuang couldn't bear the grief and anger. He knelt down and swore with a bang: "I am willing to follow you, but I have a destiny. I will never regret it until I die!"
Yan Ci shook his head and said: "Yan is an idle man and has no intention of pursuing fame and fortune, but he can provide help to Brother Zhang with his superficial knowledge."
Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, complaining that Yan Ci was chasing ducks and pushing others to behead people, while he only dared to hide behind the scenes and wave the flag and shout!
I originally planned to refuse, but I had no suitable excuse, not to mention the look on Yan Ci's face, it was obvious that he couldn't refuse.
Zhang Kuang thought for a long time and hesitated: "There are many factors to do something, such as financial resources, military strength and legitimate reasons. Although the imperial power is corrupt and the trend of change is irresistible, relying solely on the little bit of public support accumulated by the Yuelai Inn is probably far away. not enough."
There was something strange about the voice. No matter who faced a new challenge, there was always fear hidden in the excitement. After telling the truth, he was discouraged and a little unwilling.
Yan Ci smiled casually, shook her sleeves, and a stream of dazzling leaves fell down like the sand of the Ganges, countless in number.
The leaves are thick and have clear lines. They are all gold leaves of the same size and shape, and there are even hundreds of golden eggs of jade fruits mixed in among them.
He looked so mad that his eyes almost popped out, what on earth was going on!
A ball of air filled the palm of Yan Ci's hand, holding up a strange tree. The tree was less than a foot tall, with dangling roots and exposed claws. It was elegant and healthy, its branches and leaves were sparse and dense, and it bore fruits of pure gold and jade.
"The money tree originates from the Penglai Fairy Mountain. It can shake thousands of gold with the sun. Even the auspicious beast Qilin can't bear to let it go." Yan Ci recited the incantation of inspiration, and the branches swayed gently, and the golden leaves and golden fruits fluttered and fell to the ground.
Who wouldn’t covet and envy having such a rare thing? What goals cannot be achieved in this world, what wishes cannot be realized?
Zhang Kuang was no exception. He felt sour in his heart and felt deeply jealous of Yan Ci's unlucky luck.
The money tree was a thing picked up by the young Qilin when he first arrived in Penglai. Yanci did not recognize pearls and had always regarded it as a mundane thing. It was not until recently that he accidentally discovered its wonderful use.
The arrogant mind is full of daydreams, and there is no time to pay attention to the many twists and turns in the past. All he knows is that the money tree exists in legends and is a treasure that everyone dreams of.
Yan Ci chuckled and said, "There is no need to be greedy. Since Yan persuaded Brother Zhang to start a rebellion, he was naturally willing to use this tree as a fund."
After saying that it really changed hands, Zhang Kuang was stunned as he held the money tree, but he was not dizzy after all. Qi Qi Ai Ai said: "This... this... if you shake down a thousand pieces of gold every day, I'm afraid the gold will depreciate in value."
Yan Ci originally wanted to give a little reminder that rare things are valuable, but he was relieved after hearing this.
Having money can make the devil push you, but it is a pity that financial resources cannot replace manpower. Recruiting soldiers secretly takes too long and is easy to be exposed.
Yan Ci said: "I heard that General Long Xi is upright and upright, and he is not hypocritical. He can be an assistant minister."
He said arrogantly: "The Hussars General has always had great prestige. He used to hold a large number of troops. He was stripped of his military power because of his dealings with Xilinfang. Now he has been idle at home for many years."
Yan Ci frowned and said, "There are still three thousand nails left in the broken ship. If we can persuade this person to recruit his old team, everything will be safe."
Zhang Kuang had no confidence and said with a wry smile: "Although this plan is wonderful, it's a pity that my subordinates are not familiar with General Long Xi. Besides, that person's character cannot be bought with money."
Yan Ci smiled and said, "If you don't know Brother Zhang well, maybe others will. It's hard to buy him with money. It's just because he doesn't have enough money. If you add some tough measures, no matter how chaste or fierce he is, he will have to obey orders."
The implication was that he had some intention of stroking the tiger's beard. Zhang Kuang knew it was inappropriate, but he didn't dare to dissuade him.
Yan Ci said to himself: "If the character who interacts with Pan Shenglin really dares to say that he does not love money and does not care about his life, then it is a fantasy."
Even though Pan Shenglin was dead, it was still taboo to call him by his first name. Zhang Kuang thought about it carefully based on the rumors and bravely asked, "May I ask if the young master is a cultivator?"
Yan Ci said proudly: "He is a cultivator with great practice."
With a movement of his eyebrows, golden leaves and green fruits all over the ground flew into the air. Their trajectories seemed messy, but in fact they all followed the rules.
It is completely different from the secular martial art of controlling Qi. There is no trace of the chisel pulling the Qi into a line. Every piece and every piece is surrounded by the light of the clear spirit of different shades and colors. They seem to be psychic. In the blink of an eye, nine characters were embedded on the wall: The righteousness of the common people, attack the unruly master!
The object-repelling technique is a legendary technique that uses only thoughts to control objects and repel them!
Even a layman like Zhang Kuang could detect something mysterious at a glance. As if he had swallowed a reassurance, he vaguely felt that the peak of his life had arrived.
The status of cultivators in the world is unparalleled. Even those who are simple in Taoism cannot compete with thousands of armored soldiers.
After all, relying on the melting of spiritual energy to create supernatural powers, mastering it in a subtle way but promoting it to the outside world, this does not belong to the cognitive scope of ordinary people.
The problems were solved one by one. As for whether General Long Xi would obey or not, Yan Ci did not care and planned the blueprint calmly. It is planned to use Longxi City in Fu'en County as the fulcrum to recruit troops, and then go south to take the granary of Yingge City to leverage the situation.
After everything was said and done, it was already midnight. He bowed arrogantly and resigned, and secretly summoned the waiters, cooks and servants to inform him of the matter.
This group of people were originally exiles from the Jianghu and had long been rebelling. When they heard that the shop owner supported the uprising, they naturally responded.
Zhang Kuang asked everyone to contact their friends, but remember not to reveal anything to outsiders, and then wait for the shop owner's orders.
At the third watch of the night drum, Yan Ci quietly left the room. Liu Xian Yi changed his mind and transformed into a black night clothes. He covered his mouth and nose with only his eyes exposed and sneaked into the North City.
The General's Mansion is the core building of Longxi City, which is gradually declining. It is not heavily guarded, but it can be called a forbidden area for gentlemen in Liang Shang.
It's not because General Longxi has great military achievements and lives here to live his whole life, but because the mansion and gardens built around the general's mansion cover an area of more than 10,000 acres.
The high-ranking officials were afraid that the thieves would be paying attention to them, so they built watchtowers everywhere, set up fixed sentries and patrol teams, and also served as government soldiers, guards, government officials, etc. to keep the roads airtight.
It's a pity that no matter how solid the defense is, it can't prevent the aliens. Yan Ci passed by quickly, but the cat soldiers and dog generals were completely unaware.
After performing a breath-holding technique and climbing over the wall into the outer courtyard, you can obviously smell a different evil spirit.
General Longxi was good at foreign affairs but also good at internal planning. His defensive deployment was unique. There were many silver threads in the grass among the flowers and trees, and golden bells were tied at both ends.
Although the garrison was small, they had control over everything. The view from the turret was clear, and the good archers who had practiced the skill of piercing arrows with bows and arrows at a hundred steps sent out sentries on the left and right to detect movement. Their eyes were sharp and their footwork was steady.
Through the induction of spiritual thoughts, there are strong and healthy warriors lurking in the secret places of the courtyard. They are as motionless as a mountain and their vision is intertwined. Even if flies fly by, they cannot escape their ears and eyes.
These people are not like military backgrounds, but more like masters of secular martial arts.
Yan Ci felt puzzled. Logically speaking, a retired general would not bother to set up too strict defenses. After all, no one would want to provoke a general who had been on the battlefield for many years.
What's more, the surroundings of the General's Mansion are already heavily fortified, making it difficult for even the most elite expert to reach them easily.
The middle courtyard of the mansion is a wide flat area, brightly lit but not a single person in sight.
The bluestone floor tiles were built without any gaps, as if the cultivators had performed forbidden spells.
Dots of tiny fluorescent lights float evenly in the air, which serves as an early warning mechanism to prevent foreign visitors from escaping.
Yan Ci murmured in his heart, judging from the situation, General Longxi not only had contacts with Xilinfang, but he might have also recruited a group of cultivators to be loyal to him.
To be cautious, he attached an invisibility charm to himself and escaped slowly along the low altitude.
As soon as they arrived in the courtyard, a flag-flower rocket exploded in the air, and countless figures stood on the courtyard wall. Everyone was dressed up in military uniforms and facing each other with crossbow boxes.
A female voice flew out of the shadows in the corner, scolding coldly: "You dirty bitch, you actually have the guts to follow me!"
Looking closely, the speaker is like a hibiscus blooming in front of the court. He is elegant, aloof, and extremely fragrant. Especially the playful and cute curl of the lips, which is charming to the bone. He is exactly the kind of woman whose beauty is a disaster, Ren Hongxiao!
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