Since then, the Wang family teahouse is full of guests every day, the door is like a market, and several people are tired enough, fortunately, with Gong Xi's full help, that day Lin Jiuniang gave him a piece of broken silver, saying thank you He is helping and settling accounts, Gong Xi can't shirk it, and feels ashamed, so he also came to help early every day, so he barely lasted a few days.

Fortunately, Su Daya was also reliable, and within a few days, he brought two runners, and they were all juniors of his clan, honest and steady, and his hands and feet were also sharp, so he didn't let Wang Ran and others lie down tired.

Fame is great and unnatural followed, some dignitaries and nobles are fond of drinking Xianhao, but they think that the Wang family teahouse is too small, sometimes they have to wait outside for half a day when they come a little later, and they have to watch the ordinary people sitting in the workshop push the cup and change the lamp, and their hearts are very unbalanced. Just suggested to Lin Jiuniang that it was better to raise the price of Xianhao, so that those dealers could retreat and make more space for people with status like themselves.

Lin Jiuniang said solemnly that the Wangjia Tea Shop has always been doing the business of selling the husband Wanli, just so that they can drink a bowl of tea when they are tired of walking on this Yaqian Street, so they opened a shop here, so they will definitely not increase the price, if they think the small shop is vulgar, they don't have to come. Those dignitaries and nobles brushed their sleeves away, but after two days, they couldn't withstand the temptation of Xianhao, and continued to line up to drink tea, of course, these people could not stand in cloth and wait in person, but let the subordinates line up for a long time, and wait in the restaurant next to them. Later, these people gradually figured out the rules, so they first let the next people line up, and then they came again, but there were not so many complaints.

There are also some anxious nobles who do not hesitate to surrender their identities for the sake of Xianhao, and share the table with others to drink. As a result, this royal teahouse will stage a spectacle every day, that is, well-dressed officials and dignitaries and coarse cloth and short brown peasant traffickers sit at a table and drink opposite each other. Even some talkative old men, with fairy hao and pastries, set up a dragon gate array on the spot against the official in front of him.

It can really be said that there are many white jokes and jokes, and there are great Confucianism.

There are many literati and ink customers in the shop, and the elegance is naturally very good, so there are people who do good things, and invite the famous poet in the city to make a poem for Xianhao, and the inscription is as follows:

"Song of Drinking Xianhao Tea"

Jincheng has a unique immortal tea, and the green buds are harvested.

Plain porcelain is blue and fragrant, how like the syrup of the immortals.

A drink cleanses the sleep, and the love is refreshing.

Drink my mind again, and suddenly sprinkle light dust like rain.

Three drinks will be the way, why bother to break the troubles.

With this poem, Xianhao tea is even more famous in Shuzhong and famous in heaven.

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"Knock-knock! Boom! Boom, when it's ugly, it's cold! ”

Wang Ran heard that the husband was gradually walking away, so he removed the row door, looked left and right to make sure that there was no half a figure on the street, and then quietly walked out of the teahouse, taking advantage of the cover of night to sneak quickly.

Ji Qiu's night was cold, but the cold air he inhaled was just enough for him to stay calm, otherwise his heart would definitely be completely occupied by tension and worry, because he knew that he would die tonight.

After nearly a month of deliberate approach, he gradually got to know some of the officials in the Bomai Department who often came to drink tea, and also figured out the layout of the office from their conversations, as well as the location of the courtyard where the envoy Qi Yuanzhen lived, so he finally made up his mind and began to look for opportunities to assassinate.

Yesterday was the Double Ninth Festival, the officials of Chengdu Prefecture all went out of the city to Lingquan Mountain to climb the heights to pray for blessings, autumn tours to enjoy chrysanthemums, and after returning to the city in the evening, there was a big feast, Wang Ran, who had been paying attention to the movement of the Bomai Division, saw that Qi Yuanzhen was drunk like mud and was carried back, and expected that his guards must be dusty and tired today, so he knew that the opportunity had come.

Wang Ran walked about a stick of incense on the street in front of the Ya, turned around and entered an alley, walked about a hundred steps along the side wall of the Bomai Division, and only then stopped when he heard the sound of gurgling water coming from inside the wall.

After listening intently for a while, he felt that there should be no one in the wall, so he took out a black cloth and covered his face, then took a deep breath, jumped up, and gently climbed the eaves of the wall with both hands, and finally turned over and entered the courtyard.

With the help of the moonlight, Wang Ran roughly identified the direction, and walked quickly through the shadows of the shade wall of the trees, sneaking for a long time before stopping. Looking at the pond water in front of him, Wang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he was patient enough to inquire about the layout of this before acting, otherwise if he sneaked in rashly, he would definitely get lost.

Wang Ran came to the edge of the pool, took out a bamboo pipe from his arms and put it in his mouth, and then carefully sank himself into the pool, the pool water was about five feet deep, so that Wang Ran could bow down and walk in the water, slowly dive towards the west along the flowing water, and after passing through the two walls from the water, he finally found the courtyard where Qi Yuanzhen lived - Peony Garden. Wang Ran hid behind the stone and slowly raised his head to the surface, looking at the attic in the garden with green tiles and vermilion eaves, his eyes were firm.

Seeing that there were two black-clothed guards standing in front of the attic door, Wang Ran had no choice but to sink into the water again, slowly dived under the garden bridge in front of the attic, carefully surfaced, took out the short dagger in his arms, and waited for the opportunity.

"Zhu Ping, was there any movement in the water just now?" One of the guards in front of the door suddenly spoke.

Wang Ran's breathing stagnated, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Yes, maybe it's the fish in the pond that are floating, Fei Laosan, don't make a fuss and disturb me to take a nap." The guard named Zhu Ping replied, his words a little slurred.

"You are a splash, you dare to drink when you know that you are on duty tonight, and you are not afraid that the boss will find out and whip you." Fei Laosan scolded with a smile, but seemed to have relaxed his vigilance.

"Today's holiday, adults are singing and indulging in wine, and there are beautiful girls accompanying me to have fun, so what is it if I only drink a little wine." Zhu Ping muttered.

Wang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to wait a little longer, and when Zhu Ping was asleep, he would climb up and kill him by surprise, when he suddenly heard footsteps, as if someone had come from the door, and couldn't help but be shocked.

I only heard the footsteps stop on the garden bridge above Wang Ran's head, and then there was a sound of rustling.

"What are you doing?" Fei Laosan asked.

"Hiccup..."Zhu Ping, who was on the bridge, burped and replied, "." ”

Fei Laosan: "......"

Wang Ran: "......"

Wang Ran looked at the flow of water, couldn't help gritting his teeth, and then slowly stretched out his hand and climbed the bottom of the garden bridge. At this time, it is not a good opportunity, and in order not to be soaked in this Zhu Ping's urine, it is better to do it now.

"There are assassins, there are assassins!" There was a sudden shout in the distance, and Wang Ran stopped his movements, at a loss.

There was a bang, as if the courtyard door was opened, and then rustling footsteps into the courtyard, and then only heard a shout: "Assassins found in the front yard, do you have any problems?" Well... Zhu Ping, what the fuck are you doing? ”

"Wu Tou'er, I didn't, I didn't do anything." Zhu Ping said in a panic.

"Straight lady thief, I'll clean you up later!" Wu Tou'er scolded, and then ordered: "Zhang Qian, the four of you are also guarding here, give Lao Tzu a round eye, if there is a mess, Lao Tzu will beat you to death." ”

"Whoa." A few shouts, and then a few people walked across the bridge.

"Hmph." That Wu Tou'er should have turned around and gone out, Wang Ran under the garden bridge breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, and sank into the water again. There are really no way to deal with the six guards, so let's withdraw first, and then make plans later.

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Wang Ran, who was wet, gently closed the door, paused for a moment to make sure that he did not wake up Wang Daju and Lin Jiuniang in the inner courtyard, then he took a long breath, carefully lit the oil lamp in the room, and looked at the paper written on the table for Lin Jiuniang and Wang Daju and fell into deep thought.

fell short, I really don't know if Qi Yuan was lucky or lucky, and who was the other assassin? Why does this always feel a little strange in my heart, could it be that the person has something to do with me?

Alas, Wang Ran sighed silently, and then burned the piece of paper with the method of roasting tea.