Chapter 100: Elm Pimple

To the north of Pheasant County, there is an ancient county town called Luyang after passing through the Mangmang Funiu Mountains.

Luyang County is also under the jurisdiction of Nanyang County, but it is located at the eastern foot of Funiu Mountain, located in the Huanghuai Plain, the climate is very different from the pheasant county across the mountain, more arid and less rainy.

Although it is a remote place, after all, it is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, and Luyang also leads to Luoyang in the north, Wancheng in the south, and Xuchang in the east.

Therefore, although Luyang is small, but it is not a bitter cold place, it is much more prosperous than Pheasant County, and several official roads often see mule, horses, and ox carts full of pottery and silk linen squeaking and squeaking, the scale of the county is comparable to Pheasant County, but the situation is much better, at least the city wall looks quite complete, not as dilapidated as Pheasant County, even the city tower is going to collapse, and the city is also bustling, lively.

There is a mountain peak more than ten miles away from the east of Luyang County, it is the remaining vein of Funiu Mountain, it is not high, but the surrounding mountains are surrounded by lush greenery, the peaks and valleys are uneven and undulating, and there is a lot of rain in summer, so the waterfalls and flying springs in the mountains can be seen everywhere.

On the southeast mountainside, there is a cave in the direction of Luyang County, a platform of 100 square meters in front of the hole, which is said to be a platform, but in fact, it is a slightly flat mountain, all of which are exposed rocks.

At the edge of the platform is a steep cliff, on the edge of the cliff grows a tall ancient pine, the main trunk is five feet in diameter, more than twenty zhang high, the branches are bent like dragons and snakes, and the needles are like iron swords stretched out in the wind.

Although the weather at the bottom of the mountain is hot and unbearable, the mountain is breezy at this time, and the breath of the flying spring and waterfall is particularly warm and cool, and the surrounding clouds and mist are churning like a fairyland.

A stone table, a stone bench, and an old man with white hair and burlap clothes sat under the ancient pine and drank tea pleasantly.

"Master, how does the tea taste this time?"

Next to the old man stood a man and a woman standing with their hands down, the man was in his twenties, handsome, dressed in black with the posture of a jade tree in the wind, and the woman was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful posture, and the light cyan dress moved with the wind and stuck to the body, which was even more slender.

"No!" The old man spoke in a standard Henan accent, and his face was quite indifferent.

"Could it be...... Could it be that Xiao Engong still kept a hand? But I saw him roast tea like this! The young man in black tugged at his hair depressedly.

"Senior brother, you must have read it wrong!" The voice of the girl in Tsing Yi was clear and tactful.

"No, no, I watched him fry in front of my eyes for two days, and every step is clearly understood, how can I be wrong!" The young man in black walked around with his chin pinched in a hurry.

"Don't be impatient!" The old man put down the teacup and muttered for a moment and said: "Tangerine is born Huainan is orange, orange is born Huaibei is orange, everything will change due to time and place, although it is the leaf of the tea tree, but it can not be reasoned with, this newly made tea tastes bitter, the aftertaste is not warm and sweet, and the mouth and teeth of drinking are bitter, but swallowing also has the effect of refreshing and calming the nerves, but the taste is very different." ”

"Master, are you saying that my tea-making method is correct?" The young man in black was overjoyed.

"That's right, only you know, from childhood to adulthood, if it weren't for your little Engong to perform the magic rejuvenation technique this time, I'm afraid you have already abandoned your bones in the wilderness, how can you seek the avenue with such a heart?" The old man stroked his beard slowly.

"The method is definitely right, but the newly fried tea leaves are so unpalatable, it seems that Xiao Engong's explanation this time may not be finished!" Yu Wuya said with a sad face.

"Senior brother, Shizun just said, these tea trees may be very bitter because of the change of climate and location, this Luyang is in the east of Funiu Mountain, Linhuai Shui, and Pheasant County is in the south of Funiu Mountain, Linhan Shui, why don't we go back to Wancheng and get some tea fried to try!" The water whispered softly.

"Yes, yes, my sister reminded me, let's go immediately!" Yu Wuya suddenly became excited.

"Not busy!" The old man stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the rolling green mountains and the two goshawks hovering in the blue sky, and calculated for a while and said, "Go to Wancheng, the tea you brought will not flow out, Wancheng is about to surge, people from all over the world will come one after another, and the tea made by your Engong is not easy to flow to the people, I am afraid that it will bring disaster to him!" ”

"Master, why?" Yu Wuya asked in surprise.

"Your senior brother thinks he sees your little Engong's thoughts, but in fact, he thinks he is right, it is precisely because you make up nonsense and make this kind of tea propaganda unobtrusive, which has disrupted his plan, he asked you not to go back, but to open a tea workshop to make tea and sell the market, intending to confuse the public with a blindfold method, so that he will not be involved soon, and your senior brother may know afterwards that it is inappropriate, but he stubbornly refuses to admit it, so he asked you to bring these tea leaves to me first, hum, I ask you, how old is your little Engong?"

"Hui Shizun, only fourteen years old!" Yu Wuya hurriedly replied respectfully.

"How old are you?"

"Boundless is twenty-four this year!"

"You say that his family is poor and destitute!"

"Yes!"

"But has he ever eaten and drunk from you?"

"No, three meals a day are available, fish and meat!"

"Then he has blackmailed you for your money!"

"No, I promised him fifty dollars for a meal, and then ten times the amount, but he didn't mention it again!"

"Has he ever spoken ill of you?"

"No, he has no ill will towards me!"

"Hmph, elm pimple, a hundred years old will eventually be rotten wood!" The old man snorted slightly.

"Master, let's make it clear, Engong is just a young man in the mountains, what are his plans? Boundless or unfigured out the joints! Yu Wuya said with a smile.

In order to stabilize the foundation, not only forced the six countries to build the Great Wall of the former Yan and Zhao, but also commissioned millions of people to build straight roads and underground palace mausoleums, completely ignoring the life and death of the people, all the people of China are the descendants of Yan and Huang, but he regarded it as a dog, and acting like a dog is tantamount to digging a grave by himself, and the disciples of Zou Yan, vainly judging the will of heaven, and the nonsense of the reincarnation of the five virtues to deceive the people, and that Li Si, who is on the left side of the court, But he does not care about the people's livelihood to implement the strict orders of the Legalists, and he is often whipped and tortured, but he does not know that the way of heaven must be corrected, if it continues, not only will Daqin die, but Li Si will also be unable to escape the doom, which is to blame! The old man did not directly answer Yu Wuyan's question, but looked at the sky with his hands and eyes, and his voice was flat and ethereal with the mountain wind.

"Master, have you calculated that Great Qin will die?" Although Yu Wuya was surprised, the Qin Dynasty's incompleteness had no effect on the disciples of Liezi like them, who roamed the rivers and lakes like idle clouds and wild cranes.

Whether it is a change of dynasty or a change of dynasty, or Qin Shi Huang's sudden hanging, it is far less important than a cup of tea in their hearts.

"Does that even count? Clear-eyed people can know at a glance, but there are still bustling people like rivers rushing to Xianyang, the catastrophe is coming, but it is still unknown So, this catastrophe is destined to be unable to escape, the death of China, although it will not be able to recover for thousands of years, and now it seems that there is no hope for sending your senior brother down the mountain, so let's go~"

The old man sighed three times in a row and then waved his hand and walked towards the cave.