Following his wife, Wei Dong came to Sect Master Hong's room, and then Hong Xiaoyun turned around and walked out of the room, then turned around and gently closed the door, leaving only Weng and his son-in-law in the room.

"Father-in-law, you are in such a hurry, call me over, is there news from the palace?" Wei Dong speculated at Sect Master Hong for a while.

"Well, yes, news just arrived. I told you to go and explore the Hidden Scripture Pavilion at night tomorrow night!" Sect Master Hong nodded yes.

"In such a hurry, then I'm going to leave now. Wei Dong was so anxious that he immediately turned around.

"Don't be too anxious, you ride a 'Jiaoma' over, and if you don't stop along the way, you can reach the capital in the evening. Let me make it clear to you first: after arriving in the capital, you will find a storyteller Mr. Zhang in the 'Hongyun Teahouse' in the capital, and he will give you the specific information in the palace. He is also a disciple of my 'Giant Spirit Sect'. Sect Master Hong said cautiously to Wei Dong.

"Then, is there a code?" Wei Dong asked very bloodily.

"I'm gone!What code?, he knows you!" Sect Master Hong scolded angrily.

After the matter was discussed, Wei Dong walked out of the study and saw his wife chatting with his mother-in-law, so he stepped forward to pay homage to his mother-in-law. "When are you leaving?" asked his wife, Hong Xiaoyun, looking up.

"Oh, I'm leaving soon!" Wei Dong replied as he looked at his wife and nodded.

"Be careful all the way!" Hong Xiaoyun deliberately took care of him.

When Wei Dong sorted out his belongings and came to the foot of the mountain, there were already disciples in the sect waiting there with a 'Jiaoma'.

Wei Dong had ridden a 'Jiao Ma' once, and the feeling of riding under his feet was as if he was flying.

Compared to the last one, this horse looks even more magical: a small and dense blue-red scale, and a long tail like a steel whip. The four horses' hooves resemble flaming clouds. Even the heat from the mouth when you breathe in and breathe in is purple-red.

Wei Dong stepped forward and patted its back lovingly, but it attracted a cheerful horse roar.

"It likes you!" said the disciple who led the horse to Wei Dong with great envy.

"Let's go!" Wei Dong turned over and sat on the horse's back, and with a wave of the reins, the horse disappeared quickly and disappeared without a trace like an arrow from the string.

Running all the way without stopping for a moment. When the sun was about to set, and there was still a trace of crimson glow in the sky that refused to fade, Wei Dong had already ridden to the gate of Kyoto's West City Gate.

"Who is this man······? At the gate of the city, there was a long queue of people, who were about to enter the city, and after seeing the arrival of Wei Dong and the 'Jiaoma' under him, they all talked about each other.

'Such a long line?' Wei Dong sat on his horse and frowned.

At this moment, a soldier guarding the city gate suddenly ran in front of him, he came to Wei Dong and bowed, and said, "Your Excellency is a disciple of the 'Giant Spirit Sect'?"

"Well, I'm a disciple of the 'Giant Spirit Sect'!" Wei Dong looked at the soldier very curiously.

"There is an order from above, the people of the 'Giant Spirit Sect' can enter the city directly and will not be interrogated! My lord, please enter the city quickly!" the soldier said respectfully.

"Oh, thank you then, brother!" Wei Dong took out some broken silver from his pocket and threw it to the soldier.

"Thank you, sir!"

After Wei Dong entered the city, he did not dismount, but walked directly along the wide official road in the city to the house where the 'Giant Spirit Sect' was stationed in the capital. The road was smooth and unobstructed. 'That's so much fun!'

The house was left in the capital by the 'Giant Spirit Sect', in order to facilitate the children of the 'Giant Spirit Sect' who came to the capital to do business. The place is not very large, only ordinary sanjin, but its location is a little to the left of the center of the inner city, which belongs to the aristocratic area where the eunuchs and royal relatives gather.

Wei Dong rode a 'Jiaoma' to the gate of the house, and looked up at the plaque above the gate, on which was written in regular script: The word 'Giant Spirit'. Suddenly, a sense of heroism arose from Wei Dong's heart.

"It's my uncle here, it's my uncle who is here! Open the door! Open the door quickly······" A shout came from through the door.

Wei Dong dismounted and walked into the gate, and naturally someone hurriedly came over to lead the horse into the stable.

Wei Dong walked inward, while inquiring about the location of the 'Hongyun Teahouse': go out of the gate and turn left, then go straight, and you will be there in a while!

Wei Dong hurriedly entered the house, sat down and drank a cup of tea, rested for a while, and then took out a set of ordinary silk satin robes and a scholar's square hat from the storage bag, changed into it, and walked out of the house.

In the evening, walking on both sides of the streets of the capital, what catches your eye is the red lights, the singing and dancing of the warblers, a piece of extravagance, but it seems to be unusually prosperous.

Turn left and go straight again. Sure enough, it didn't take long for me to see a three-story retro-style teahouse, and the plaque of the teahouse was carved with four gilded characters in Lishu font: Hongyun Teahouse.

Wei Dong walked slowly and came to the door of the teahouse, and immediately a welcoming man stepped forward to greet him, "How many people are the guest officers?"

"Oh, it's just me!Uh, I'd like to ask, do you have a storyteller Mr. Zhang?" Wei Dong asked.

"Yes! He's got a new book to talk about tonight. The guy replied very politely.

"So, can I see him?" Wei Dong asked again.

"Yes!" the guy replied very cheerfully, and then added: "But not now, now he is preparing, and when he meets you, I am afraid that it will affect the level of the new book!"

"Oh, that's okay, I'll listen first, and when he's done, I'll see him again!" Wei Dong said very understandingly.

"Okay, do you want to sit in the hall or in the private room?"

"Let's have a private room!" ······

Wei Dong entered the teahouse, because it was still early, there were not many customers in the teahouse, and the entire hall was only half full of guests.

At this time, a girl came and led Wei Dong into the private room on the second floor. The private room was high and sideways towards the storyteller, and looking down from above, the entire hall could be seen at a glance, and Wei Dong felt very satisfied.

After sitting down for a while, a guy brought three snacks. One is a small cage of crab roe, one is a plate of osmanthus sugar lotus, and the other is a cage of crystal siu mai.

Wei Dong is really a little hungry, he has been on the road today, and he has only nibbled on some dry food on horseback. At this time, I smelled the unique fragrance of Xiaolong and siu mai, and I really couldn't sit still anymore, and pounced on them like a hungry tiger.

Delivery guy: "Uh... This ······" ？？？

After the meal, another girl came. She took a tea slip to ask Wei Dong to order some tea.

"Tea?" Wei Dong looked at the name on the list carefully, "Huh?" He saw the name of a 'bitter tea', and the curative effect of this tea was also annotated next to it, this is a medicinal tea! And the price is expensive, that's it!

After a while, a pot of brewed excellent bitter tea was brought up by the guy. Wei Dong opened the lid of the pot, and a fresh fragrance of tea came to his nose.

Drinking tea, drinking tea, to see its color, smell its fragrance, taste its taste. It must be full of color, flavor and flavor to be regarded as a good pot of tea. Of course, the quality of the tea is also very particular, with the spring water is the best, what spring water with what tea.

Wei Dong looked at the color of the tea, the color was like amber, the luster was crystal clear, good tea! Its aroma was tangy, it penetrated into the heart and lungs, good tea! Then he couldn't wait to raise his glass and take a sip. "Poof, poof, phew, phew!" What kind of tea is this, so bitter that Wei Dong grinned.

After a while, the audience in the hall was filled one after another. At this time, a cough came from inside, and with the sound of coughing, a person came out, this person, five short figures, with a head as big as a head, and a few strands of hair fluttering on the top of his head.

"This is Mr. Zhang, this looks too cold!" Wei Dong looked incredulous.

But the audience in the audience did not laugh, and some old friends even showed reverence and intoxication.

The content of today's story is the 'Giant Spirit Sect' vs. the Three Great Sects of the Eastern Wo, which is a new book just written by Mr. Zhang.

"Say that the ······ of the East Wa" Mr. Zhang started today's new chapter with his slightly magnetic voice.

With the sound of startling wood, tonight's storytelling came to an end, and the audience reluctantly left the teahouse, waiting for the excitement to continue tomorrow.

The rest are some old tea guests, go home to sleep, the time is still early, so they sit together and talk about family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs, anyway, the tea money has been paid, don't drink in vain, you can't waste it!

Wei Dong snapped his fingers in exchange for a guy who whispered a few words in his ear. The fellow nodded frequently as he listened, and when he had finished, he turned around and went downstairs.

Wei Dong swallowed the melon seeds for a while, felt a little dry in his mouth, looked at the pot of tea not far away, and suddenly felt a thrill, and didn't think about it anymore.

After just a while, Mr. Zhang walked quickly into Wei Dong's private room.

"Wei Qinchuan is good! Zhang Xiang is polite here!" Mr. Zhang looked at Wei Dong and bent over.

"Mr. Zhang, don't fold me!" Wei Dong hurriedly got up and stopped Zhang Xiang's salute.

"You really love Wei so much!" Wei Dong shook his head modestly and said.

"Hehe, Wei Qinchuan was so powerful that day that day, I extinguished the majesty of those dogs, I admire the five-body throw, I have wanted to make friends with you for a long time!" Zhang Xiang laughed at Wei Dong.

"It's just luck! Mr. Zhang is going to make fun of me again. Wei Dong replied very humbly.

"I just said a long time, my mouth is a little dry, borrow your pot of tea, I'll drink it first. After Zhang Xiang finished speaking, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of bitter tea, and drank it all, "Good tea, good tea, really good tea!"

Wei Dong seemed to have seen a ghost, and his face was confused, "This, this tea can't be drunk hot, it needs to be drunk warm?" Thinking of this, Wei Dong also stepped forward, got a cup, looked at the color of the tea, smelled the fragrance of the tea, closed his eyes, raised his neck, and dried it up!

"Poof, poof, bah, bah, ······" It's still so bitter!