Xiao Zixuan tidied up his clothes, helped his mask, and then walked into the steamed bread tea. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is still the familiar sound of the piano, the familiar placement, and the familiar aroma of tea.

The guests and servants who came and went saw a blue-faced strange man appear, although they couldn't help but be puzzled, but they were not too shocked.

Those who visit Mantou Qingcha, in addition to drinking wine and tasting tea, are the geeks who consult personnel and want to peek into the heavens.

Everyone is not stupid, and those who come to inquire about information, unless they are stunned, will more or less buy a loose and hidden costume and wear a mask on their cheeks. Although Mantou Qingcha is very compliant with the rules, whether the business talks are discussed or not, the customer's information must be kept in Chengdu, but there is no impermeable wall under the sky after all, there are too many secrets inside and outside the wall, and you still have to be cautious if you want to protect yourself.

Xiao Zixuan followed the path in his memory, and soon came to the private room where "Mr. Seven" was.

Stairs around the corner, which is not a good place. The corner is the concave wind in Feng Shui. A strong airflow will be formed into the room, and the main person will not be prosperous, and it will have a bloody disaster.

After Xiao Zixuan confirmed that he was covered by a black robe, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Knock knock".

No one answered.

Xiao Zixuanjian frowned and continued to knock on the door.

"Knock knock".

"Come in!" A hoarse and low voice sounded, Xiao Zixuan's eyes lit up, someone!

He pushed open the door and walked inside, only to find that there was a hole in the world.

What greeted you was a large black gauze curtain, like a moat, dividing the room in half. On the side near the door, there was only a wooden chair and a small rosewood table, on which tea had already been added, and it was steaming with mist.

Xiao Zixuan took a deep breath, and unsurprisingly, he really couldn't see Mr. Seven's face. It's no wonder, even the person who asks about Tianji wants to hide his identity, let alone inquire about the bag that knows Tianji.

What puzzled him was that although he couldn't tell what kind of tea was on the table, it seemed to be the first brew of freshly brewed food, could it be that Mr. Seven had calculated that he was coming?

He sat down, his eyes gently glanced at the tea leaves in the tea cup, the full buds stood upright, the tongue was full of pearls, counting up and down, ups and downs, just like life.

"Junshan silver needles produced in the south of the Yangtze River, gold inlaid with jade dust heart, Sichuan Dongting good month. That's what I'm talking about. ”

From behind the black curtain came a hoarse voice that resounded through the empty room, and even echoed.

Xiao Zixuan was silent, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, but is it Mr. Seven?" ”

"Hehe, you think clearly, if you really want to ask me this question, you have to start charging now."

Xiao Zixuan pursed his lips: "How many taels of silver." ”

"One thousand taels."

Xiao Zixuan clenched his fists violently and sneered: "I also asked what kind of land living immortals are in the steamed bun tea, it turns out that they are nothing more than a group of swaggering rabble. ”

A hoarse voice sounded: "Mantou Qingcha is only responsible for answering the questions of the guests, no matter which one of Mr. Big, Mr. Two, or even Mr. Nine comes forward to answer, he has done his duty." If you want to ask me about my identity, you will naturally have to pay an additional silver tael. ”

Xiao Zixuan picked up the Junshan silver needle on the table and took a sip gently, which was really sweet and evocative.

He raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Since Mr. Seven has come to this point, Xiaosheng is no longer rude, we might as well cut to the chase." ”

"The juniors came here this time, and there are three main questions I want to ask."

"Tell me about it."

Xiao Zixuan's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the black gauze curtain was too shading, and he couldn't see the scene behind the curtain clearly.

"The first question, Xiao Zixuan of Liufu, what does it have to do with Nanling?"

"Hehe, you're smart." The hoarse voice chuckled: "But you are clever but you are mistaken by cleverness." Your question seems to be one question, but in fact it contains three questions. First, you want to know Xiao Zixuan's identity, second, you want to know the meaning of Nanling, and third, you want to know the relationship between Xiao Zixuan and Nanling. ”

Xiao Zixuan's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he said coldly: "Your Excellency, don't you want to answer?" ”

"It's okay, the old man will answer it, but if you ask three questions together, the asking price will naturally be higher."

"How much?"

"Five thousand taels of silver."

"Pay first or answer first?"

"Let's answer first."

Xiao Zixuan frowned in astonishment, he thought that the steamed bun tea would definitely be charged first and then answered, but he didn't expect it to be answered first and then charged.

He said softly: "Then I hope Mr. Seven will give me some advice!" ”

There was a sound behind the curtain, and it sounded like he was flipping through a paper book, presumably Mr. Seven was looking for relevant information.

Xiao Zixuan's doubts in his heart were alleviated a little, if his question Mr. Seven could blurt out, then he would definitely just slap his ass and leave, just kidding, there are more than thousands of people with heads and faces in Yongzhou City? How could Mr. Seven be able to keep everyone's information in his mind on his own.

After a while, the sound of flipping through the paper stopped abruptly. Xiao Zixuan couldn't help but raise his head, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.

"Dare to ask if Mr. Seven has found the answer?"

The hoarse voice is difficult and ugly, but in Xiao Zixuan's opinion, it is as moving as the sound of heaven.

"Hehe, the rule of steamed bread tea is that all information cannot be taken out of the restaurant in the form of words, so the answer to each question will be passed on orally, and only once, Your Excellency must listen carefully!"

"Nanling was formed by the remnants of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the purpose of its existence is to subvert the Xiao family in the northwest and regain the northwest land within a radius of 1,500 miles, and Xiao Zixuan is the party leader of Nanling."

"In the past few years, Xiao Zixuan commanded Nanling's subordinates to cause countless killings, so he was regarded as a 'killing star' in Nanling."

Xiao Zixuan's fists clenched violently, although Mr. Seven's answer was shocking, but Xiao Zixuan's subconscious was very recognized, because according to his remaining "memory", he was indeed a murderer without blinking.

Could it be that Xiao Zixuan is a citizen of the Great Xia Dynasty?

One hundred and twenty years ago, Xiao Hanyi, the king of the northwest of the gods, was immediately and angry, he started from the grass wild horseman, and experienced more than 40 years of southern and northern wars, and made immortal contributions to the Dayan Dynasty. Just after he led his troops to capture Loulan, the imperial capital of Great Xia, Ye Hengyu, the emperor of Dayan Ming, broke the rule that his ancestors did not allow the establishment of kings with different surnames, and directly named Xiao Hanyi as the "Northwest King of Divine Merit", hereditary replacement, and rewarded the entire Loulan Province for five hundred miles as his fief.

If Xiao Zixuan was from Great Xia, then it would no longer be strange that he slaughtered the people of Dayan, but why didn't he hide in the northwest instead of sneaking into the Central Plains?

"Why did Xiao Zixuan sneak into the Central Plains? What good did slaughtering the people of Yongzhou City do him? Xiao Zixuan couldn't help but blurt out.

"Hehehe, are these your next two questions?" The man behind the curtain laughed softly, and his voice was no longer as hoarse as before.

Xiao Zixuan's body shook, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he asked tentatively, "How much are these two questions?" ”

"A total of 100,000 taels of silver."

Xiao Zixuan gasped, 100,000 taels of silver, just kidding, although he is indeed rich, his net worth is only more than 10,000 taels, how can he get 100,000 taels of silver...... It's just a fantasy.

He shook his head bitterly: "It's not my second problem......"

He suddenly playfully hooked the corners of his mouth, and said jokingly: "My second question is, dare to ask Your Excellency-"

"Who am I?"

"Poof!" Behind the curtain, a mouthful of tea sprayed onto the curtain, followed by a violent cough. After a while, he stopped coughing and said weakly: "I hope your Excellency will forgive me, the old man choked on tea and ......."

The face of the person behind the curtain is already green at this time, is this person sick? Who the fuck are you, you ask me? Damn, I really thought that we could ask about steamed bread and tea,, if you asked me what color pants you were wearing today, how could Lao Tzu be able to answer?!

He shook his goatee and said, "Your Excellency's question is worth one million taels of silver." ”

Xiao Zixuan couldn't help laughing, and said in a mocking tone: "It seems that you don't know ......."

The face behind the curtain did not change, and he said solemnly: "There is no thing in the world that steamed bread and tea don't know, as long as you can afford the price." ”

Xiao Zixuan nodded approvingly, already having a calculation in his heart.

He said, "The price of a million taels of silver is certainly unaffordable, so I asked my third question directly." ”

"The third question is—"

Xiao Zixuan's words that he had prepared a long time ago were almost about to spit out, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong, his expression suddenly changed, and he changed his words: "My third question is—"

"The first question I just asked, is it the same price for everyone in Yongzhou City?"

The man behind the curtain did not answer for a long time.

After a while, he chuckled and said, "There is no money for this question, I can tell you directly!" ”

"The same question, no matter who asks it, is the same price, in steamed bread tea, there is never a discount......"

Xiao Zixuan nodded as if he was lost, took out a silver ticket with a face value of five thousand taels from his arms, and gently placed it on the table: "Who will give this silver ticket to?" ”

"Just put it on the table."

Xiao Zixuan took a deep breath, picked up the Junshan silver needle on the table that had not been drunk, drank it all, and then he casually threw the tea bowl to the ground and turned to leave.

……

"Interesting, interesting."

Behind the black gauze curtain, the old man with a goatee looked at the silver ticket in front of him with great interest, five thousand taels, even for steamed bread tea, it is not a small amount.

"This blue-faced weirdo is so strange, he actually asked me who he was, could it be that he was worried about his identity being revealed?

However, in any case, he asked about Xiao Zixuan after all, and I must report it to Mr. Six......"