Taiping Inn

Yin and Yang Sect is not an omniscient and omnipotent god, and even Yin and Yang Sect is difficult to detect, and it is even more impossible for the Governor of Jingchu to detect it. It was precisely because of this unexpected disguise that Li Xuandu and his group successfully entered Jingzhou from Luzhou, without any twists and turns along the way.

The big ship slowly sailed to Dongting Mountain in the center of Yunmengze. According to Yan Feiqing's estimate, he would probably stay in Dongting Mountain for a day. For more than a month's journey, it was no longer a word "waste". It can be more realistic and will not make people suspicious. The palace officials complained to Li Xuan more than once. Yan Feiqing and Su Yunxian were definitely happy, but Li Xuan ignored it. The palace officials were alone and could not speak out, so they had to give up.

Dongting Mountain, the courtyard of the cave, is called a mountain, and can also be regarded as a small island, which is far away from the famous Yueyang Tower in the ages. From a distance, this Dongting Mountain seems to float on the water. It is said that there are hundreds of golden halls under it. There was once a jade girl living there. The sound of gold, stone, silk and bamboo are heard from all times, and it was at the top of the mountain. Later, because Xiangjun and Mrs. Xiang were buried here, this mountain was also known as Xiangshan and Junshan. This mountain consists of 72 peaks of all sizes, and is the eleventh blessed land among the seventy-two caves and the thirty-six blessed lands.

The big ship docked on Dongting Mountain and lowered the boat board. First, the guard Song Fuchen took the lead in landing, and then the young master Yan Feiqing. After he got ashore, he immediately turned around to pick up the delicate and weak Su Yunhua. Su Yunhua held Yan Feiqing's outstretched palm with one hand, and lifted the hem of the skirt with the other hand, so that the round-headed embroidered shoes on his feet were exposed for a little. Walking on the board, he seemed to be afraid that a swordsman who accidentally fell into the water would not be able to see that he was a swordsman who could fly to the sky and control his sword.

Behind Su Yunxian was a stern palace official, as if he had owed a lot of money to pay back. Not only did no one support him, he also had to hold a fan for the young lady.

Finally, Li Xuandu, wearing a blue shirt, had nothing else. Except for not being able to wear a sword, even the "Eighteenth Floor" was taken off his wrist and put it in his arms.

As a famous scenic spot, Dongting Mountain has no inns, but it has a house for people to stay, which is only expensive and ordinary people can't afford it. But this is not difficult for Yan Feiqing. He directly booked a house with deep courtyards, pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and a Jiangnan style.

After settling down the maids and servants, since they all came, the scenery was beautiful and the eleventh blessed land could not be wasted. So the young lady of the young master only brought her close entourage and maid, and left the house under the escort of Master Song. Start visiting Dongting Mountain.

What Li Xuan didn't expect was that in addition to him and Yan Feiqing, the other two women had actually been to Dongting Mountain for a long time. Su Yunzhai was even a regular visitor, and he came here almost once a year, and he knew the scenery here.

Halfway through the way, there was a teahouse half hidden in the forest, with tea girls making tea, which was pleasing to the eye.

Not far from the teahouse, there is a quiet Taoist temple. Yan Feiqing thought for a while and said, "I will accompany my wife to the Taoist temple to incense. You will wait in the teahouse."

It doesn't matter whether Li Xuandu and Song Fuchen either care about it, but the palace officials couldn't get it and nodded.

The reason is very simple. If the five people go to the teahouse, according to their current identities, only Yan Feiqing and Su Yunyan can sit down. The other three can stand, and Li Xuan can ignore it. Miss Gong doesn't want to suffer this. gas.

After Yan Feiqing and Su Yunxian left, the three of them entered the teahouse, asked for a pot of tea, and sat down separately.

The needle-shaped yellow tea produced in Dongting Mountain is called "Silver Needle", which is famous all over the world. In ancient times, this tea was specially designed for emperors to drink, and was known as "gold-inlaid jade". It is one of the top ten famous teas. At this time, the signature in the teahouse was naturally the silver needle. The tea girl originally made tea for the three of them, but the palace officials recommended themselves and made tea himself. The technique was skillful, and they were all the styles of everyone.

After cooking, the palace official first presented Li Xuandu with a cup. It can be seen that the tips of tea buds that looked like birds on the water, all floating upright there.

Li Xuan didn't understand tea ceremony very much, so he couldn't say much, so he could only praise him after taking a sip.

The palace official is not a polite person. He gave him the second cup of tea without any hesitation, and finally gave it to Song Fuchen. Fortunately, Song Fuchen didn't care about these details. In fact, Song Fuchen was born in a farm family and had elderly parents and a family. He sent all his money back home, and he didn't leave any money, which was far from comparable to the palace officials. Or a wealthy man like Yan Feiqing, perhaps only Li Xuan can compare with him, but Li Xuan is a full family and not hungry. It’s different. Moreover, Song Fuchen’s example is not comparable to Li Xuandu’s example. It's just a meaning. No one in Wudao Sect except Song Fuchen, hopes to live with this little silver. If it weren't for special reasons, he might not have drunk a pot of silver needle worth two cents of silver in his entire life.

At this moment, another group of people came to the teahouse, all of whom were dressed in gorgeous clothes and arrogant.

A young man in the lead accidentally saw the palace official, his eyes changed, he walked straight forward, and said in a warm voice: "This girl..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Fuchen suddenly raised his eyebrows and interrupted him, "This young master has never known each other, I hope he will respect himself."

The young man who was originally smiling still had no expression of loss of composure, but just said, "You are so unreasonable. Before I finished speaking, you just let me respect myself. I want to ask, why am I not respect myself? ”

Song Fuchen, who was used to seeing such things, was a little impatient. He just wanted to take the overall situation into consideration, so he did not attack. If it were on weekdays, he would have punched such a playboy so hard that he could not stand up. At this time, he could only suppress his anger. . At this moment, Li Xuandu said, "This young man, we have never known each other. What is your intention to ask for a conversation? If you use reasons such as asking for directions as excuses, and men and women should avoid suspicion, we should also ask us two men. How can I ask the girl directly?”

The palace official was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he looked frightened and even took the initiative to lean against Li Xuandu. I felt pity for him.

However, Li Xuandu and Song Fuchen both underestimated the young man a little. Unexpectedly, he still smiled: "You are talking about the right truth, but you have to listen to me. Before I finished speaking, you will interrupt me. It was a shame to me, and it was based on a completely taken for granted reason."

The young man bit the word "unruly" seriously and continued, "There is no escape from the word "reason" in this world. Justice is in the hearts of the people. Since it is unruly, should you apologize?"

Song Fuchen was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this young master was a little real and knowledgeable. At least his ability to be labeled was obviously a bit of a public practice.

While saying these words, the young man was also looking at the three of them, focusing on the clothes and dressing of the three of them. The palace official's dress was obviously the maid of a wealthy family, and the young man was not from a wealthy family. He was either a poor scholar or a rich sergeant. Looking at the appearance of these two people, they looked like a dog-like man and a woman who had run away. As for the middle-aged man dressed in a guard, it’s nothing. He is a martial artist in the martial arts world, but there is a prerequisite that he must be a family member of a large sect, but how can a family member of a large sect protect the house?

Looking at the palace official's clothes, the fabric is ordinary, and there is no jewelry, especially the powdery smell, which is very inferior. It can be seen that the maid's home is not a wealthy family, most of which is mediocre and can afford it. The maid was not able to reach the point of "raising wealth". The maids of truly noble families, whether in terms of food, clothing, or knowledge, were all like daughters.

Thinking of this, the young man felt relieved. He was a soft persimmon that he could hold.

At this moment, the palace official said timidly: "Then I apologize to you, can I apologize?"

Hearing this, the young man became more and more sure of his guess, gently rubbing the jade pendant hanging around his waist, smiling brightly: "It depends on whether you apologize or not."

The palace official covered his heart lightly, like a scared little woman, and hurriedly said, "How can I be considered sincere?"

Li Xuandu had no interest in speaking at this time, and the palace official performed, but the palace official refused to let him go, and gently stepped on his instep under the table, and even rotated it threateningly. Li Xuandu He could only say, "Don't think about it!"

The young master smiled faintly and said, "It's not that I deliberately looked down on you. You slaves and others are not worthy of saying such things. When your master comes back, it's almost the same to say this. But then again, maid, , it's just a little money."

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly changed and he said sternly: "I will offend you, the official will sell you down, kneel down!"