Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 326 Ye San's appointment
"Yes, Lord Hou."

"Many...Thank you Ye...Hou Ye!" The little beggar was overjoyed when he heard that.

Ye San waved the two of them out impatiently, without even asking what the person who ordered the little beggar looked like.

He also didn't ask the concierge where the Mingxin Teahouse was. Since the man didn't specify the location, it was obviously a relatively famous place in the capital, and he didn't want other people in the Iron Blood Changhe Gate to know his whereabouts.

He straightened his clothes, opened the door and went out, and heard Zhou Qiao's voice from a distance: "Hey, where did this little fellow come from!"

Ye San quietly left the mansion, went to the street and asked passers-by, and found out the location of Mingxin Tea House.

Half an hour later, he came to Yangqu, north of Dongwai Guocheng.

On the south side of Dongshiqiao stands an elegant pavilion with a striking plaque - Mingxin Tea House, but the gate is closed, and a wooden sign hangs outside: I have important business today, close early.

Ye San was taken aback for a moment, but went forward to knock on the door anyway.

After knocking for a while, a voice came from the door: "Guest officer, I'm sorry, the restaurant is busy today, so I won't be accepting customers anymore, please forgive me!"

"I have an appointment with someone, and I will meet you here." Ye San replied.

Another voice came from inside the door: "When is it?"

"The four quarters of the unitary hour."

"What's your surname, guest officer?"

"My surname is Ye."

The door was quickly opened, and a man in his fifties poked his head out, looked at Ye San curiously, and then hurriedly beckoned: "Please come in."

After Ye San entered, he hastily closed the door and explained: "Guest officer, don't blame me for behaving strangely. This is all Mr. Zhao's request."

"Mr. Zhao's request?"

"Yes, he said that he wants to drink tea with Mr. Ye here today, and he doesn't want others to be present, so I will close early, otherwise, if you come at this time, the building will already be full of tea customers."

"Then are you willing to do this?"

"Mr. Zhao is my benefactor, I saved my life, and it is because of his suggestion that my teahouse is so prosperous. Don't talk about shutting up for him for a long time, even if I shut it up for a month, I will have nothing to say. "The man said this sincerely.

Ye San asked calmly, "Listen to your accent, are you from Jiangnan?"

"The guest officer is good at hearing, I'm from Hangzhou, and the tea served in Mingxin Tea House is mainly West Lake Longjing and Biluochun—" The man was still waiting for the introduction, but Ye San got a little impatient: "Has Mr. Zhao ever come? Take me to see him!"

"The four quarters of the unitary hour will arrive soon. Mr. Zhao is always on time, so he should be on his way. Please go upstairs and wait." The man said, walking upstairs first, followed by Ye San.

Go up to the third floor and walk into an empty private room, in which there is a sandalwood bouldering table, with bamboo weaving on both sides, and two low round stools like ancient wooden piles.On the opposite side is the hollowed-out carved window, through which the warm light of the setting sun shines in, illuminating the entire box.There is a piano table on the side near the window. The strings of the lyre on the table are shining brightly, and the body of the piano is shining. It is obvious that it is often wiped, not a decoration.On the right hand side of the entrance, diagonally opposite to the piano table, there is a large rosewood case, on which are stacked a number of copybooks, several inkstones, a pen holder, and various types of brushes inserted in the pen sea... The inside of the box is antique, Harmonious and natural, but also elegant.

Ye San glanced around and sneered in his heart: That person's preferences really haven't changed.

"This is the best private room in this restaurant. You can overlook the green Mang Mountain in the distance, and the bustling Yangqu River in the near. It adds elegance to drinking tea and chatting. I wonder if the guests are satisfied?"

"Not bad." Ye San replied flatly.

"Guest officer, please wait here, and I will prepare tea here."

After the man left, Ye San pressed his hands on the sandalwood table, sat down cross-legged slowly, and began to close his eyes to rest his mind. Even though the man came in and offered hot tea, he did not open his eyes.

Not long after, the sound of "Tap! Crack!...Tap! Crack!..." came from a distance, like a person walking slowly with a stick, waiting for the sound to sound nearby and disappear. At that moment, Ye San opened his eyes, looked up, and saw a wrinkled, stooped old man with a cane standing at the door.

The two looked at each other.

Two beams of flames flickered in Ye San's muddy eyes, and the flames became more and more intense, as if they wanted to ignite the other party through his sight.But the old man's eyes were like an endless desert, originally lifeless, the hot flames in Ye San's eyes were poured into it, but it couldn't stir up any waves.

But the two just stared at each other motionlessly, and neither of them spoke.

"Mr. Zhao, may I ask—" The man from the tea house hurried over, and was also shocked by the tense atmosphere, and the words he was about to say stopped abruptly.

The old man named Mr. Zhao turned around and said, "Lord Gu, I am causing you trouble. Please don't let anyone go upstairs to disturb you. I have something important to discuss with this Mr. Ye."

"Oh... yes... yes." The landlord Gu nodded again and again, but looked at Ye San who was sitting in the room, making people dare not look directly at him. He hesitated to speak, and finally turned his head and left. .

"It seems that this person treats you well and is still worried about your safety." Ye San said coldly.

"Gu Chun is a very affectionate person. I saved his life back then, and he has been thinking about how to repay him all these years." The old man sighed, walked into the house while talking, and put his crutches on the wooden stool Go up and sit down slowly.

"This Mr. Gu also knows that the favor of saving life should be repaid by the spring, but what about you! Your conscience has been eaten by dogs!!" Ye San roared, like thunder on the ground, and the whole room trembled.

The old man remained calm, and said softly: "I called you this time, and I am already ready to die at your hands, so do it." After speaking, he closed his eyes, with an expression of letting others slaughter him.

Ye San glared at him, the veins in his temples bulged, and he clenched his fists tightly, but in the end he didn't swing out. He snorted heavily, and landed his right fist on the wooden table.

With a sound of "bang", the thick and dense sandalwood stone table was instantly broken into two pieces, and all the tea sets fell to the ground with a "crash", and the tea flowed all over the floor.

The old man was not surprised at all, but sighed softly: "Such a unique sandalwood bouldering table is rare in the world, and it is a pity that you destroyed it with one punch."

"At this moment you are still in the mood to be coquettish!" Ye San glared at him angrily, and suddenly showed a sneer: "If you really want to seek death, why would you disguise yourself several times during this period to trick Xiao Yi into meeting you. "

The old man's expression finally became turbulent. He raised his eyes and looked at Ye San: "It seems that you have already set your mind on Yi'er. Don't forget that he is your apprentice who was brought up by yourself. The grievance between me and you Please don't put it on innocent children!"

Ye San just sneered, but didn't respond, and asked instead: "You changed your name, your voice, and even your appearance. I'm afraid you're just pretending to be alive, hiding your name, and wanting to escape from my iron-blooded Changhe gate to avenge your master." !—”

Ye San paused for a moment, decades of hatred once again welled up in his heart, causing him to raise his palm involuntarily: "Shangguan Ce, did you ever think that today would happen?!"

Hearing this, the old man looked a little dazed, and he murmured: "Shangguan Ce, no one has called this name for decades, it's really strange!"

He let out a long sigh, looked at Ye San on the opposite side, pointed to his face with a calm expression, and said frankly: "Under this face is a face full of knife marks. The hoarse voice was also made by myself, I really wanted to avoid you back then, and it was also because I was really ashamed in my heart—”

"You wolf-hearted bastard still knows how to be ashamed!" Ye San spat fiercely in his face.

Shangguan Ce let the saliva stick to his face, but let out a chuckle: "Wolf-hearted? Ye San, I am different from you. You are either General Ye's servants or apprentices of his art, but I am just him. A colleague of mine. Yes, he saved my life, but I paid him back tenfold—"

"You can say such words!—" Ye San angrily scolded.

This time, Shangguan Ce did not accept it silently, but asked loudly: "We were hunted by the northern barbarians in Jinghu back then, and our life and death were uncertain. Who proposed to take the risk to rescue Chen Xuting and join him under his command?"

Ye San snorted coldly, and was about to refute, when Shangguan Ce immediately asked back: "Back then when the northern barbarian army besieged Xiangyang, General Ye broke out and asked for help. Who suggested that he oppose Qingluo's reinforcements and tricked Hua Haoyue into getting married with him?" Marriage made us win the key victory and Ye Ziqiong of today?! And who advised General Ye to give up the strong attack when he led the army to attack Luoyang, and used tricks to lure the enemy out of the city, and finally won the big victory , to reduce casualties?! And who reminded General Ye when he led his army to attack Shanxi that the northern barbarian army in Hebei was likely to come to help, thus avoiding the danger of being wiped out by the enemy's surprise attack?!... Such There are still many things, do you need me to list them one by one?!"

Ye San's expression was still stern, and he sternly shouted: "You have made some good plans for us, but that is your duty as a military adviser! These achievements you have made cannot offset your guilt of betraying the commander and framing your comrades in arms!"

Shangguan Ce said calmly, "I admit it, but do you want to know why I did this?"

"Don't try to confuse black and white with your sophistry!" Ye San looked at him coldly, but he didn't stop the other person from continuing. Obviously, he also wanted to solve this doubt that had plagued him for decades: the relationship between life and death Why did the comrades I made suddenly betray?
"40 years ago, since we followed Chen Xuting from Bashu to Jinghu, we have never stopped fighting. The great battle, the great pursuit of the Central Plains, advancing into the river, ambushing Murong Xiang, and storming Jinyang City... After the seven or eight years of fighting, the brothers who had fled together were killed and injured, and even Wan... Wanyi... her I have also survived many times, with many scars..."

(End of this chapter)