Li Wenxuan, who had been laughing with Su Meiniang and Zhao Tianer for a while, left the carp pond alone and went to sit down in his study. Recalling that he heard the gossip about praying for rain in the teahouse, his heart was alive. If you can sacrifice the rain in public, it will definitely be a shortcut to fame.

If Li Wenxuan wants to achieve this goal, he will face no shortage of problems and difficulties. First, Zhang Guangping of the Qing Palace on Longhu Mountain will be his most powerful competitor; Second, if it touches the interests of all parties on Longhu Mountain, it will inevitably cause very big trouble; Third, at what point in time to open the altar, it depends on one's own accurate prediction of future rainfall and meteorology, and without satellite cloud images, all based on experience is bound to have gambling elements in it.

Li Wenxuan, who was sitting in the circle chair, thought about it and weighed it again and again, but still felt that the odds of winning were too small and the risks were too great. Presumably, this kind of major event of presiding over praying for rain, the official mansion of Guangxin Mansion will inevitably be presided over by Qian Mingzheng, who is the prefect. Whether he can tackle this person is still a big unknown. He speculated and guessed that Qian Mingzheng would not be unscrupulous about Longhushan's power and influence in the local area, as well as their political and economic privileges.

Li Wenxuan, who was in deep thought, understood very well that this kind of opportunity to be famous could not be the only one who would have ideas, and many of his peers would inevitably be moved. Instead of standing up and being hit first, it is better to hide in the dark and observe carefully before making plans. He couldn't afford to directly fight hard, but finally made up his mind to take a look at it first.

"Sir, there is a visitor." Zhao Han, the doorman standing outside the window, replied in a proper manner.

After leaving the circle chair, Li Wenxuan, who stood up slowly, did not ask who it was, but went to the main hall to meet the guests. I know that Zhao Han is extremely good, after all, I know who can be put in and who can't be put in. To put it nicely, he has eyesight, but to put it mildly, he is a snob.

Li Wenxuan, who walked into the hall, saw three Taoists wearing Tai Chi robes standing in it. He didn't have any influence on the visitors in his mind, and took the initiative to face the eldest Taoist among the three, and first said to the chief inspector: "Brother Dao, your eyes are very raw, I don't know where it came from?" ”

The Taoist priest in his early fifties with gray hair also bowed and said, "Poor Dao has just come down from Longhu Mountain. ”

Li Wenxuan, who motioned for them to sit with his right hand, ordered the slaves and maids at home to show them tea. The four of them sat down as guests and hosts, and they slowly tasted the tea together. He noticed that the two young Taoists were just sitting on the side and did not speak. I don't need to ask Lao Dao to know that they are either each other's apprentices, apprentices, or each other's little followers.

Li Wenxuan, who put the tea cup in his hand on the square table next to him, knew that Dao didn't need to pay attention to the two young Taoists, so he looked directly at the old Dao who was sitting close by. He was quite polite, and asked tepidly: "I don't know what to call Brother Dao?" What is the school? I don't know what you are doing to visit me? ”

"Poor road white clouds, teachers inherit the pure and clear way." The old Dao, who revealed that he really had a little bit of Taoist immortal wind and bones, had a calm breath, and said with a humble and arrogant expression: "Poor Dao went down the mountain this time as soon as he entered the city, and he heard about the extraordinary deeds of Daoist Li, so he admired it very much, so he came to you to ask for a cup of tea without prior notice." ”

Li Wenxuan, who had already done his homework, knew that the white cloud in front of him was from the Jingming Dao, one of the three major sects on Longhu Mountain. As for the remaining two major sects, they are the Dragon and Tiger Sect and the Qingwei Sect. He is considered to be a faction of his own, and he has never had anything to do with the various sects of Longhu Mountain. He believed that the other party would not come to him for no reason to drink tea and idle nonsense.

Li Wenxuan, who looked very humble, said very calmly: "Brother Dao has a good reputation. The rumors you hear are all anecdotal tales and should not be taken seriously. Xiaodao doesn't have any great skills, but it can't compare to you. ”

Bai Yunzi, who smiled slightly, must have a strong purpose when he came here, so he began to cut to the point: "This time there is a great drought in the sky, which is not the blessing of my Guangxin Mansion." I don't know if Daoist Li can have a solution? ”

Li Wenxuan, who reacted immediately, expected that the purpose of his entry into the city this time was probably to go to the prefect's yamen to meet Qian Mingzheng. As for the purpose, it is self-evident, and it is naturally to pray for rain. When he entered the city, he must have heard something about himself, so he came here to find out what he was saying.

"Only rain from the sky can resolve the drought. However, Xiaodao not only has no door and no faction, but also has limited talents, so he can only have more than enough heart and not enough strength. Li Wenxuan, who did not express his heart about this, shook his head lightly and sighed.

Before Bai Yunzi came, he thought that he was about the same age as himself, and he should have experienced the vicissitudes of the world before he began to become a little famous. never expected that the other party's age was about the same age as his own apprentice, so he guessed in his heart that he was either too lucky or too capable.

If it weren't for Bai Yunzi, who heard the rumors about Li Wenxuan's god, and was worried that the other party could get the moon first near the water, he would not have had the leisure to go on this trip. My own observation of him does not think that he belongs to the advanced generation of Taoism, but that he belongs to relying on the shadow of his ancestors to make silver, and for some reason he mixed up a little famous hall and made some movements.

As soon as he said that he had no door and no faction, he could conclude that he was a wild Baiyunzi, and he naturally despised three points in his heart, and he couldn't easily believe it: "Daochang Li, you won't be joking with Poor Dao, right?" Are you really out of here? ”

"How can I laugh at this kind of thing." Li Wenxuan, who was telling the truth, showed a frank face.

Bai Yunzi, who was still a little worried in his heart before, was instantly relieved. In the Ming Dynasty, not only officials should pay attention to faction teachers, but even Taoist priests should also pay attention to this one. This lack of sects and factions is equivalent to having no background and no backers. I believe that the government will not find such an unknown wild Taoist priest to preside over the important matter of praying for rain.

Feeling that he was Bai Yunzi, who had already found out, he decided that there was no need to stay here for a long time and said, "Thank you, Daochang Li's tea." Poor Dao still has important matters, so I won't bother. ”

After speaking, Ma Li got up, and he didn't wait for Li Wenxuan's "send-off", so he turned around and walked out directly, and the two young Taoists also quickly got up and followed.

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