Chapter 201 Qin Yuliu The Dilemma of Master Jiang and Master Xu
Wangjiang Tower, in a place like the capital where land is of high value, is definitely not considered a top-notch high-end building in the eyes of aristocrats who are very particular about food and environment. So, if we talk about the elegant and quiet environment, it can definitely be ranked in the top ten.
It is located between four or five academies in the south of the city, adjacent to the Heshui River to the west and Jieshi Dwarf Mountain to the east. There is no hassle of market traffic in front of the door, and there is no tacky crowding of vendors, even because it is surrounded by academies. , with a bit of a bookish flavor.
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 name him, but this name is a popular name within a three to five mile 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 his words must be "Confucius said", and his name is "Ya Shan layman".
It’s just that at this moment, he was a little inelegant, holding a plate of squirrel golden-backed fish and walking towards the private room not far away, his expression changing constantly.
"Shopkeeper, why are you delivering the food yourself? Come on, slave." A maid greeted her warmly and showed her hospitality.
"Confucius said: No need."
Shopkeeper Sun suppressed the discomfort in his heart, subconsciously looked around, coughed lightly: "Did the distinguished guest use his chopsticks?"
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The maid respectfully said: "Eating!"
"Go!"
Shopkeeper Sun took a deep breath, turned a corridor, and walked towards a private room. He just arrived in front of the door , and heard a burst of hearty laughter coming from inside.
“Although Jiang Fuzi’s poem “Thoughts on a Quiet Night” is a simple five-character quatrain, it has clear meaning, clear ambition, emotion, scene, and state of mind, and 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, which made me laugh!"
"I'm overly modest! I would 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 is 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 private room, there are four plates of side dishes and three pots of Biluo spring wine. The food is good food and the wine is good wine.
Five people were sitting cross-legged around them, 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, and the middle-aged woman suddenly looked at Qin Yuliu who was silent on the side: "Master Qin has been depressed today. I wonder if you have something on your mind?"
Qin Yuliu pulled back the hair beside his ears and then said softly. He smiled and said: "Suddenly I remembered Master Li. I have known him for thirteen years, and we were both teachers and friends. Today is Master Li's birthday. I never thought... that he would have been buried in a foreign country!"
How could Master Jiang be? People couldn't help but restrain their smile.
Then Master Xu sighed softly: "Master Li's whereabouts are a bit weird. He took an inexplicable vacation and went to the frontier fortress. He said he was going to break through the realm and find inspiration. What inspiration did the frontier fortress have? If we wait until now, Qing Yu Qi Tian's world The changes are becoming more and more obvious. It is probably not difficult to break through the realm!
And there are not many masters in the frontier. He is only half a step away from the realm of the little master, and he has no enemies. Why did he die? "< br>
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 was a name on the blood suit?"< br>
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 Xin Zhuo!"
The other two masters didn't quite like the word "Xin Zhuo" Understand, but Qin Yuliu and Qin Yuliu are too familiar with each other. Everything that happened in Qiugong Pavilion in Fulong Mountain is still before our eyes. The successors of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Tao Te Ching" are many poems circulating in the capital recently, including the two just mentioned. , are all done by this person.
Only when I was in the Qiugong Pavilion, I saw with my own eyes that all the meridians of this person's body were severed by the Spirit Slayer Master Tai and Mr. Dongfang. Even if the Earthly Immortal Master was present, it would be difficult 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 eldest son of the Jiang family?"
The other two masters have also heard about the eldest son of the Jiang family. It is said that he has been living abroad for more than ten years. In the year of 1999, just after he recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, the capital was in an uproar.
The middle-aged woman said curiously: "The Jiang family has been living together with the dynasty for hundreds of years. They have a large family and are deeply involved. However, in the past ten years, their power has become weaker, but there are old ladies of the Ning family and Jiang Jiuwei. I'm afraid no one would dare to provoke him!
I wonder what grudges you have against that... It's better to let it go for the time being!" The old man also said: "Actually, the Jiang family is fine. She has to take into account her face and the influence of all parties in the court, so she can be accommodating. But that Princess Jiang Jiuwei was a talented person in the Taiping Palace in the past, and she was quite capable. It’s really hard to handle being a half-stepping master a few years ago and still being today’s direct aunt!”
“Hmph!”
Qin Yuliu sneered, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
“Dong dong…”
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and shopkeeper Sun’s elegant and easy-going voice came: “Brothers and masters, I’ve sent you some fish. ! ”
"The Yashan layman 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’s a delicacy, you must try it!”
< br>Here, shopkeeper Sun had already entered the private room, smiled calmly, and put down the fish: "Sun will cook it himself, please try it!"
Looking at the bright and dazzling sweet and sour fish, even Qin Yuliu put down the fish. Wary and emotional, everyone picked up the food with chopsticks and tasted it.
Sweat appeared on Shopkeeper Sun’s 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 cultivating 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.
“Haha...”
The grudge, shame, and nervousness on Shopkeeper Sun's face were instantly wiped away, and he sneered: "You have offended my eldest son, how can you sit still?"
After speaking, he took a step back.
“Boom!”
The window lattice outside the private room suddenly exploded, and dozens of masters who were at least half a step below the Grand Master level flashed in like ghosts, and the room was filled with true energy for a while. Condensing 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 and straight figure, broad breasts and a cold face, surrounded by a "Born Elite Soldier" flying around!
Half-step master!
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 read!” The woman with long flaming red hair chuckled: “There are people watching the wind on the way to the academy. They will kill you ten times before they come!”
Qin Yuliu frowned: “Xin Zhuo?”
“Prince!”
There is no trace of emotion on the face of the woman in green.
(End of this chapter)