The most famous teahouse in Jinling was the Yipin Building on the west side of the city. The words on the signboard of the teahouse were personally inscribed by the emperor emeritus, who had visited Jinling three times.
The Yipin Building was divided into three floors. The lower two floors were the main hall, and the top floor was the private room. On the north side of the main hall on the first floor was a huge stage. On the stage, an old man with a head full of white hair was shaking his head and playing the erhu with his eyes closed. There was also a beautiful girl in her twenties who was singing a little tune while gesturing like an orchid.
Shuijing and Wen Dongyan were sitting by the window on the second floor. Sitting with them was a fair-skinned youth who was about fifteen or sixteen years old. His eyes were black and full of spirit.
"Is this the tea that the emperor emeritus personally praised?" He picked up the teacup and took two sips. He smacked his lips and said, "It's no different from the big bowl of herbal tea sold at street stalls for one copper coin. In comparison, Chongjiu prefers the big bowl of herbal tea. It's more satisfying to drink."
Shuijing was speechless. "Just based on what you said, you won't be able to become a cultured person in this lifetime."
"What's so good about being a cultured person? It's easy to become a bookworm if you read too much. This little one is so clever because I never read books. "
Chongjiu's words revealed a trace of pride. However, this pride immediately disappeared when he saw Wen Dongyan smile at him. He sat down obediently and secretly prayed that Mr. Wen, who had read many books and was a cultured person, wouldn't make things difficult for him because of the word "bookworm".
Wen Dongyan didn't seem to care. He only smiled and said, "This pot of tea is only twenty taels of silver. The emperor emeritus once praised the tea for being worth more than this."
When Chongjiu heard this, he immediately looked at Shuijing with resentment. It was rare for him to be invited to eat tea, but he didn't treat him to the best tea.
Shuijing lazily rolled his eyes. "Haven't you heard that wild boars can't eat fine chaff? The tea that guy said was good, it's definitely not good! "
Chongjiu originally felt a little hurt when he heard the first sentence. He felt that his master was too good at mocking people. However, when he heard the second sentence, he became happy again. It didn't matter who he was talking about, as long as it wasn't him.
Because of this happiness, he became more talkative.
"… Speaking of jewelry shops, the best one is the White Sleeved Long in the south of the city. Although the shop was small and the alley was deep, it was an old shop in Jinling that had been operating for hundreds of years. If you want to buy jewelry for Madam, you definitely can't go to the Xuanbao hall...... the shopkeeper is famous in the industry....... fake.....................................................................
"However, the reason why this' fake Wu 'dares to be so brazen is because he has a backer behind him. His wife is the daughter of Jinling's Zhen family's wife. She's a seventh-ranked official in front of the Prime Minister's house. This Zhen family is the local tyrant of Jinling. Even if the Yingtian Prefecture's magistrate came, he would still have to give him face. Because of this relationship, even if someone found out that they had been deceived, they wouldn't dare to go up and argue. After all, they don't only sell fake goods. Who told you not to recognize the goods? "
He shook his head and sighed. Suddenly, his face became excited. "However, a very interesting thing happened in the past few days. Master must know about the capital's Jia family. It's the Jia family of the four great clans, Jia Shi, Wang, and Xue. A few days ago, the Old Jia Xie of Rongguo Province came to the Jinling mansion to pay respects to his ancestors. Although he said that, he only obediently stayed in the mansion on the first day. The rest of the time, he actually stayed in the red-light district. I don't know if his Jia family's ancestors would be so angry that they would crawl out of the ground if they knew. "
"However, this Rongguo Province's Old Master, in addition to liking the red-light district, also likes to visit antique shops. I don't know if someone had bad intentions or wanted to see him make a fool of himself, but they deliberately brought him to the Xuanbao Hall. This "fake Wu" is really bold. He didn't care about the relationship between the Rongguo Province and the Rongguo Province's Zhen family. He ruthlessly slaughtered the Rongguo Province's Old Master. I heard that this Rongguo Province's Old Master is a scoundrel. He's also a shameless old scoundrel. When he finds out the truth, won't he smash the Xuanbao Hall? When the time comes, the dogs will bite each other and get a mouthful of fur. Not only will everyone be able to watch the fun, but they will also be able to vent their anger. "
After talking for a long time, Chongjiu only felt that his mouth and tongue were a bit dry. He picked up the teapot and poured himself several cups of tea. After gulping it down, the thirst in his throat subsided a bit. He wiped his mouth and was about to continue talking about some interesting things in Jinling when he saw the Shuijing's dark face. His expression was quite ugly.
His heart trembled as he looked pitifully at Wen Dongyan. In his mind, he quickly recalled what he said that made his master unhappy.
Wen Dongyan waved his goose feather fan and smiled. "Actually, you didn't say anything. It's just that the scoundrel you just mentioned, the Rongguo Province's Old Jia Xie, was once my master's study companion."
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"Hurry up and let go of this Old Master! Do you know who this Old Master is? This Old Master is a hereditary first-class general. What kind of thing is your master! Damn you! Is a hereditary first-class general someone you can see just because you want to!? Hurry up and let this Old Master go, and then tell your master to obediently kowtow to this Old Master three times. This Old Master will be merciful and pretend that this didn't happen. Otherwise, all of you will have to bear the consequences! "
There was a lot of noise outside the door, but it was quiet inside the door.
Wen Dongyan waved his goose feather fan and said with a smile, "This Old Master She is a wonderful person."
Shuijing's mouth twitched. He didn't know what to say to this former study companion. He was originally a person who didn't know what to say in a situation, but now it seemed that he was even more confused. He simply picked up the teacup and lowered his head to sip.
Chongjiu looked down and thought about whether Wen Dongyan's' wonderful 'was a compliment or a sarcastic remark.
"Are you all mute!? This Old Master is telling you, it's useless to pretend to be mute! This Old Master's servants must have already discovered that this Old Master is missing. You better hurry up and let this Old Master go! When this Old Master's servants report to the officials and bring the soldiers to find this Old Master, just wait for your heads to fall to the ground! "
The two shadow guards who were holding onto the Jia Xie's left and right had their ears hurt from the noise. They wished they could take a smelly rag and stuff his mouth, but they couldn't do so. Thus, the two of them walked faster and faster, their feet moving like the wind.
"Master, this subordinate has brought him here."
The Jia Xie was finally free. He aggressively walked in front of the Shuijing, pointed at his nose, and loudly scolded, "You …!"
Chongjiu didn't expect such a situation to occur. He hurriedly went forward to stop him, but he didn't expect the Jia Xie to look like he had seen a ghost. His eyes and mouth were wide open, and he looked like he was overly frightened. Then, with a loud bang, he knelt on the ground with both knees. Just the sound alone was enough to make people feel the pain in their knees.
"Old Master …" He looked at the Shuijing without blinking. His eyes quickly became moist, and his old face was red. His whole body was trembling. "Old Master …" He shouted again, his voice mixed with excitement and disbelief.
Shuijing made an "en" sound before turning his attention from the teacup to the Jia Xie. However, the moment he saw him, he spat out the tea in his mouth.
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