Chapter 16 A gentleman is as light as tea
Drinking should be strong, and tea should be clear.
A gentleman drinks tea, a gentleman loves tea, and a gentleman is like tea.
Only really good tea is a gentleman's thing, because it is innocent.
At the beginning of the product, I only felt bland, and after a long time, I knew that it was sweet......
Ten days later, Feng Jiutian arrived in the Southern Tang Dynasty.
He thought that it would not be difficult to find out about Xiao Yan in the Southern Tang Dynasty, but the truth was the opposite.
The people of the Southern Tang Dynasty all knew about Xiao Yan, but no one knew where he was.
Xiao Yan is like a spring breeze to all things in the Southern Tang Dynasty, no one knows where it comes from or where it goes, but its warmth will always exist in his heart.
Feng Jiutian remembered the words of the tea shed shop and changed his name.
The hard work paid off, and many days later, I heard the news that Cha Yiqing was in Wuyue.
Wu Yue national capital, Qiantang.
Qiantang has always been famous for tea, and there are countless teahouses in the city.
But when it comes to the advantages and disadvantages of teahouses, Yiqing House is undoubtedly recognized as the first.
So Feng Jiutian was sitting in the Yiqing Building, on the window seat on the second floor.
"Little Er, let's have a pot of tea!"
"Master Ke, what kind of tea do you want?"
"Longhong tea, the best Longhong tea, Yiqingxuan's Longhong tea."
"Haha, the guest is a foreigner, and he actually knows Yi Qingxuan?"
"Although I am a foreigner, I have also heard the name of Cha Yiqing, the owner of Yiqingxuan, for a long time."
"Haha, the guest master is really knowledgeable! The little ones are going to make tea for you. β
Xiao Er said with a smile of admiration, and hurriedly went down to make tea.
When Feng Jiutian saw Xiao Er leave, he fell into deep contemplation.
Is Cha Yiqing Xiao Yan? Is he the man in black who harmed himself? Did his father's death have anything to do with him? Why did he try to bring me to him so many times?
This series of questions lingered in Feng Jiutian's mind for a long time.
It wasn't until he heard a footstep and the excited noise of the crowd that he came to his senses.
The person who came was not Emperor Wuyue, not the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and not the beauty of the city.
But the people loved him, worshiped and admired him more than anyone else.
A casual glance at him evokes a wave of cheers.
Although he had no interest in all this, there was a faint smile on his lips.
Although this smile is very light, it is like a warm and warm spring breeze, which refreshes people's hearts and spleens.
I saw the folding fan in his hand swaying gently, and slowly walked in front of the store in Yiqing Building, and the store in Yiqing Building suddenly became extremely humble, and led all the guys to salute this person.
He couldn't help but shake his head when he saw that the store had left out all the customers because of his arrival.
"We are all guests from afar, and we must not neglect you because I am alone."
The shopkeeper hurriedly bent down to salute, "The big proprietor is a lesson, a lesson." β
Seeing this, the man bowed slightly, smiled again, and then walked up to the second floor.
Feng Jiutian couldn't sit still any longer, so he called Xiao Er over and opened his mouth with great curiosity.
"Xiao Er, what is the origin of this person?"
"If you go back to the guest master, this person is the big proprietor of the teahouse!"
Xiao Er's eyes at this time couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration.
Hearing this, Feng Jiutian once again set his eyes on the humble gentleman who was as gentle as jade.
Just then, there was a noise downstairs.
Feng Jiutian heard the sound and looked down, only to see that the street in front of the door was suddenly full of people.
The crowd was divided into two groups, and it was distinct.
A group of people were dressed in black, carrying murder weapons, and their eyes were fierce. The other group was poorly dressed and armed with sticks, and they were not afraid of death.
They are constantly yelling at each other, and they may fight each other at any time.
Some of the people in the coarse-clothed crowd roared, and the roar shook the sky.
"You black-hearted businessmen are not allowed to slander the gentleman of Xiangming!"
"Yes, the gentleman of Xiangming is the most moral, you deserve to be squeezed out of Wuyue Tea Market!"
Not to be outdone, the leader of the men in black actually spat at the coarse-clothed crowd.
"Phew! He also deserves to be called the gentleman of tea, I think he is a mercenary hypocrite! β
The coarse-clothed crowd shouted one after another when they heard this, with anger and disdain in their tones.
"You guys are making trouble unreasonably, you really lose both business and character."
"What about being vexatious? Just because you pariahs, dare to do anything with us? β
"Just do it, we poor people swear to death and will not let you dominate the tea market again!"
The leader of the thickly dressed crowd took the lead, and the others also rushed up. But the men in black were all well-trained and armed with sharp weapons, so they had the upper hand in an instant.
Although the man in the rough coat is strong and strong, and the big stick in his hand dances like a fly, it is difficult to fight against sharp weapons.
"Click!"
The black-clothed leader flashed the knife in his hand, cutting the big stick in the hand of the leader into several pieces, and then he flew up and kicked on the big man's lower abdomen, and the big man fell to the ground with a muffled snort.
"Even if you kill Lao Tzu! Don't want to dominate the Wuyue Tea Market again! β
"Hahaha, Lin Renzhao! The day we dominate the tea market, you can't see it! β
The people in black burst out laughing and surrounded Lin Renzhao, who had fallen to the ground.
The black-clad leader raised his quick knife in his hand, and could cut off his head at any moment.
The people in the teahouse came out of the building to angrily denounce the man in black, and they were enthusiastic for a while.
Feng Jiutian couldn't hold it back at this time, and pressed his right hand on the Liuyun Sword on his waist.
In the meantime, only one person remained untouched from beginning to end.
That's the big proprietor sitting in the teahouse.
"Whew!"
The black-clothed leader slashed with a quick knife in his hand.
Feng Jiutian couldn't hold back any longer, he didn't allow anyone to be so arrogant in front of him.
Just as he was about to make a move, a strong wind suddenly appeared in mid-air.
The strong wind fell, and a folding fan knocked off the fast knife in the black-clothed leader's hand.
The big proprietor who was still unfazed just now actually fell down with the folding fan. And the folding fan seemed to have wings, circled around and fell straight into the hands of the big owner.
The miraculous move not only caused countless cheers, but also attracted Feng Jiutian's attention.
Such a familiar trick, Feng Jiutian had seen it a few months ago.
That moonlit night, that black shadow, and that somewhat mysterious senior brother Huang Haotian......
It's just that the folding fan in the hands of the big owner seems to be more fluid and natural.
When the people in black saw the big boss appear, they all scattered one after another.
I saw the big proprietor slowly walk into the crowd, arch his hand to everyone, and then bend down.
"Brother Lin almost died for Cha, and I really don't want to go."
The big proprietor picked up Lin Renzhao as he spoke, and then gave him a deep salute.
"Thank you for saving your life! I can see the tea boy today, and Lin died without regrets! β
Lin Renzhao said that he was about to kneel down for the big boss, but the big boss hurriedly stopped him.
"Brother Lin said righteously, Cha Mou was very impressed, and implored Brother Tai to go to the cold house for a drink."
"Being able to drink with the son, Lin is fortunate for three lives, is there any reason not to obey?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, walked out of the crowd side by side, and disappeared at the end of the long street.
Looking at Cha Yiqing's floating back until far away, Feng Jiu completely came back to his senses.
He hurriedly found the store in Yiqing Building and asked with great curiosity.
"The shopkeeper, who is the big proprietor?"
"Hehe, the young man is a foreigner, no wonder he doesn't know our big boss."
The shopkeeper's eyes were full of sympathy and disdain when he looked at Feng Jiutian.
"He is our big boss, the famous humble gentleman Cha Yiqing in Qiantang City!"
Cha Yiqing, Feng Jiutian can't remember how many people have heard this name mention.
The rumored tea Yiqing is like an immortal, like a bodhisattva who saves suffering.
It wasn't until he saw Cha Yiqing with his own eyes that he knew that he was no better than the rumors, because Cha Yiqing was not only an immortal, but also a gentleman, a gentleman who was as indifferent as tea.
Yiqing Xuan, the most famous tea house in the world.
It's early spring, a season full of life.
The tea trees in the village began to sprout new buds, and they were full of greenery.
Tea pickers sing beautiful folk songs while picking new tea.
Blue sky, white clouds, spring breeze, beautiful women, everything is picturesque.
Feng Jiutian dressed up as a tea merchant and was walking through this picture scroll that seemed to be real and illusory.
He hadn't been so comfortable in a long time, and even the corners of his mouth were smiling.
He looked at the endless tea mountain and saw a lonely pavilion halfway up the mountain, delicate and elegant, smooth and natural.
He instinctively walked towards the lonely pavilion, instinctively wanting to get close to the person in the lonely pavilion.
Feng Jiutian was getting closer and closer to the pavilion, and the people in the pavilion were getting clearer and clearer.
It is also one person and one lamp, and there is a faint fragrance of tea in the air.
This person wears a silver crown, a white robe, and a goose-yellow light shirt, and under the sun, he is like a jade tree in the wind, spotless and radiant.
At this time, he was holding a book in his hand, and he was reading it as if he was reading it.
"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar......"
He chanted softly, then slowly raised his head and smiled lightly at Feng Jiutian.
This smile is warmer than the spring breeze, moister than the spring rain, and more charming than the spring tea......
"You're Cha Yiqing?"
Feng Jiutian pulled out the Flowing Cloud Sword and placed it between his necks.
The man in the pavilion nodded slightly, as if he had not seen the sword lying between his necks.
"I want to ask you a few questions, if there is any deception, I will never spare you!"
Feng Jiutian's eyes were fixed on this person, and the sword in his hand was slowly returned to the sheath.
"Okay, excuse me."
"First of all, you're the man in black who has tried to harm me three times?"
"It's not."
"How?"
"Do you remember the fan that moonlit night, when Brother Huang Xian rescued you?"
"What is your relationship with Senior Brother Huang?"
"We are close friends, like brothers."
"He is far away in Qianhua Mountain to learn art, how do you know him?"
"Haha, he went to Qianhua Mountain, which is exactly my arrangement."
"What do you want? Do you want to harm Master, or do you want to harm me? β
"He's just trying to bring you to me, otherwise why would he save you?"
"Maybe you're uniting to deceive me!"
"If I want to harm you, why do I try to lure you in?"
"Of course they want to kill me on their own turf!"
"If I'm really the man in black, why should I be on my own territory if I want to kill you?"
Feng Jiutian understood that what Cha Yiqing said was true, if he was really the man in black, it would be a better choice to do it outside his own territory. Because as long as he wanted to, no matter when and where, Feng Jiutian would die unconsciously.
"Why don't you look for me, why do you want me to come to you?"
"If I come to you rashly, you will not believe me."
"Am I going to believe you now?"
"Otherwise, how would you put away your sword?"
"Say! Does my father's death have anything to do with you? β
"Senior Yun is my master, and he has the grace of upbringing, how could I kill him, and why did I kill him?"
"Are you really Xiao Yan? My childhood friend Xiao Yan? β
Feng Jiutian's voice was extremely excited at this time, and his eyes were full of tears.
"Xiao Jiu, it's me...... I'm Xiao Yan who has been with you for several years! β
Cha Yiqing's voice was also a little choked at this time, and her eyes were full of longing.
Feng Jiutian hadn't shed tears for many years, but at this time, he hugged Cha Yiqing and burst into tears......
After a long time, the two gradually calmed down.
Feng Jiutian sat opposite Cha Yiqing, looking at him with the same gaze as back then.
"Should I call you Xiao Yan now, or Cha Yiqing?"
"I'm Xiao Yan in the court, and Yiqing in the opposition, but for you, it's good to call anything."
"Hmm...... Your pseudonym is better, and I'll change my name to Brother Tea in the future. β
"Okay, but my name for you won't change, you will always be Xiao Jiu."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, as if they had returned to their childhood.
"Brother Cha, what do you think of my father's death?"
"After Master passed away, I went to the mountain to worship and didn't find too many clues."
"Didn't find much? Is there still a discovery? β
"Hmm...... Only two cups were found with fatal sword wounds. β
"Ahh My father is a heavy drinker, are those two cups also clues? β
"Those two cups seem inconsequential, but they actually have a mystery!"
"What's the mystery of two ordinary cups?"
"The two cups represent two people, one is the master and the other is the murderer!"
"Can't it be three, four, or a lot of people?"
"Nope! The inside of the Xuantian Tower is small and cannot accommodate too many people, and a large number of people will definitely alarm others. β
"Hmm...... There are not too many people in the world who can kill my father with the power of one person! β
Cha Yiqing pondered for a while and said slowly.
"That's right, there will never be more than five people in the world who can kill Master."
"Brother Cha, in your opinion, who can kill people and retreat with the power of one person?"
Chen ...... Liao Chusheng...... Long Xingyun ...... Fenghuai Mountain...... Li Yu ......"
While thinking carefully, Cha Yiqing said the names of these peerless masters.
Feng Jiutian nodded when he heard this, and wrote down all the names of these people with the pen and ink on the table.
Cha Yiqing looked at the list, thought about it, and said to Feng Jiutian.
"Xiao Jiu, Chen Lu's ancestor is a master of the Tao, and he has no quarrel with the world, so I don't think it should be him."
Feng Jiutian bowed slightly, and ticked Chen Luan's name with a pen.
"Liao Chusheng is dead, but you are still looking for the murderer, which means that he is not a murderer."
"That's right, not only is he not a murderer, but a hero worthy of admiration."
Feng Jiutian said and took out the "Book of Life and Death" from his arms and handed it to Cha Yiqing, who took the "Book of Life and Death" and looked through it, and her face darkened.
"That's right, I've also thoroughly investigated many things on this, and it's true."
Feng Jiutian was even more sure when he heard this, and he picked up the pen and ticked off Liao Chusheng's name.
"Xiao Jiu, Senior Long was your master, I don't dare to comment on it."
"Brother Tea, although Senior Long is a little arrogant and paranoid, he is indeed an honest and kind celebrity!"
Feng Jiutian said, and without thinking, he ticked Long Xingyun's name.
"Xiao Jiu, my understanding of Senior Feng is far inferior to yours!"
"Brother Cha, my uncle and father are like brothers, and the murderer can't be him!"
Feng Jiutian said and looked at Cha Yiqing, and crossed out Feng Huaishan's name with a pen.
Cha Yiqing suddenly smiled and looked at the last name on the list with a warm expression.
"Xiao Jiu, now only the stepfather Li Zhenglun is left......"
"What! Do you recognize Li Yu as your father-in-law? β
"When Master recommended me to him, he regarded me as his own, so he recognized me as father and son."
"Are you sure he won't be a murderer?"
"Haha, no way! Do you remember? Master only drinks one type of wine on weekdays. β
"That's right, my father always only drank pine nut wine."
"My father-in-law would have a rash when he drank pine nut wine since he was a child, and when he had an attack, he was itchy and unbearable, and life was worse than death."
"Brother Cha, how do you know that he will have a rash when he drinks pine nut wine, but is there any basis for this?"
"I just heard my father-in-law mention it, and there is no basis for it."
"Brother Cha, there is no basis for this matter, do you believe it?"
"My father-in-law is sincere, he doesn't lie, and Master was still alive at that time."
"This ...... Can...... All right. β
Feng Jiutian's mind was constantly circling, the whale oil and beech wood in the secret room of the village that day, although these two things were not unique to the Southern Tang Dynasty, they were both abundant in the Southern Tang Dynasty.
Although he crossed Li Yu's name on the paper, he did not cross it out in his heart......
A few days later, the Southern Tang Jinling City.
Xiao Yan took Feng Jiutian back to Jinling in order to present the treasure map.
Cha Yiqing is an important minister of the imperial court and the emperor's righteous son, and it is naturally easy to see Li Yu. And Feng Jiutian had no choice but to hold the sword again and wait in front of the palace gate.
This time, he didn't have to wait long, and the chief administrator of Ouchi personally sent a decree to invite Feng Jiutian into the palace.
Feng Jiutian, under the guidance of the chief manager Qin An, walked around the palace for a long time before arriving at the imperial study.
It was already afternoon, and the sun was shining all over the study.
There were only two people in the room, one was Cha Yiqing, and the other was Li Yu, the emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
The two have a very good relationship, and they have a very happy conversation after not seeing each other for many years.
"Father, after six years of operation, most of Wu Yue's national strength has been under the control of his sons."
"Qing'er, you really live up to my high hopes, my Tang Dynasty will enter Wuyue in the east is just around the corner!"
"Yes! Now that Shi Jingjiao has been poisoned by me, there is no need to worry about the Jin Kingdom for the time being. β
"Qing'er, you have done a very good job, you deserve to be my minister!"
"Alas, it's a pity that Erchen couldn't rescue Liu Jin, and finally let him sacrifice his life for the country."
Cha Yiqing's voice became very sad, obviously still grieving Liu Jin's death.
"Qing'er, it's not your fault, after all, the person investigating the case is Beihe, who is as famous as you."
"Although Beihe lives up to its reputation, if I had been more decisive at that time, maybe it would have ......"
Cha Yiqing was about to say more, but was interrupted by a sound of footsteps.
At this time, Feng Jiutian entered the imperial study under the guidance of Qin An and gave Li Yu a salute.
"In the ninth day of Xiafeng, I have seen Your Majesty!"
Qin An saw that Feng Jiutian actually stood without kneeling, and hurriedly reminded him.
"Feng Shaoxia, don't you kneel down when you see Your Majesty?"
Li Yu smiled when he heard this, waved his hand to Qin An, and then opened his mouth cordially.
"Haha, I've heard the name of my nephew for a long time, and it's really extraordinary when I see it today!"
"Virtuous nephew? What does Your Majesty mean by this? β
"Haha, didn't your father ever mention that there is such an uncle as me?"
"I really haven't heard my father mention it, and I ask your majesty to forgive me."
"You don't have to call me Your Majesty, it's better to call me Uncle."
"Well, it's all up to my uncle."
Li Yu smiled, and then looked at the Liuyun Sword in Feng Jiutian's hand.
"I have heard that my nephew's swordsmanship is outstanding, I don't know if I can let my uncle see it."
"I have heard for a long time that you are also a master in the world, why don't you and I have a fight?"
Hearing this, Cha Yiqing shook his head at Feng Jiutian and signaled him not to be reckless, but who knew that Li Yu had already pulled out the Dragon Sword at his waist.
In the courtyard, the two stood with swords.
Li Yu's expression became solemn, and Feng Jiutian's eyes also carried murderous intent.
But none of them rushed to make a move, but just stood quietly.
They are all waiting, waiting for each other to make a move, and even more waiting for the moment when they reach the peak.
Whoever reaches the top first will strike first.
At this time, the world is full of killing intent, more depressed than the autumn wind, and more cold than the winter snow.
Neither of them wants to wait for a chance, because they both know that neither will give the other a chance.
One second the world was full of life, but the next second it was extremely depressed.
Because whether it is the Flowing Cloud Sword or the Dragon Sword, one is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.
What's more, their swords have all been struck, almost at the same time!
Feng Jiutian's sword has never been merciful, and at this moment, it is like wind and lightning as before.
Although Li Yu's sword has not been shot for a long time, it is like the divine bird of Chu, if it does not fly, it will soar into the sky!
Their swords are murderous swords, they are all fierce swords, and they are all unpredictable swords.
Martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, almost everyone understands them, but there are only a handful of people who can really do it.
And among these handful of people, Feng Jiutian and Li Yu are definitely one of them.
Their swords are like the wind, their men are like the wind, and their hearts are like the wind.
In an instant, they had unleashed dozens of swords, swift and deadly.
In their eyes, everything in heaven and earth no longer exists, as if even their own physical bodies do not exist.
At this moment, the only thing that exists in heaven and earth is the deadly sword in the other party's hand!
Their swords no longer seem to be dead, not only alive, but even souls.
Don't talk about Qin An, even Cha Yiqing couldn't help but be moved by the sword light of the two.
Li Yu didn't hurt anyone, his sword looked extremely powerful, but it had a lot of affection.
Feng Jiutian's sword did not miss any opportunity, pressing step by step, forcing people to breathe. If Li Yu's sword was a snake, then he had found seven inches, and for a moment he had the upper hand.
However, he was still too naΓ―ve, and in the next second, Li Yu's swordsmanship suddenly changed.
Feng Jiutian's sword was still like fire at this time, a holy flame that would never be extinguished.
But Li Yu's sword is like the sun, and no matter how big the fire is, it looks faint compared to the sun.
"This is the Thirteen Swords of Zhutian!"
Feng Jiutian looked at Li Yu in disbelief, looking at the unstoppable sword in his hand.
"Haha, the virtuous nephew still knows the Thirteen Swords of Zhutian? Rare! It's rare! β
Li Yu said a little proudly, and the offensive in his hand was tighter.
"When! While! While! β
Feng Jiutian also used the Thirteen Swords of Zhutian, and the two swords collided, causing bursts of sparks.
The Thirteen Swords of Zhutian, as the name suggests, are the thirteen swords that are powerful enough to punish the sky.
Feng Jiutian had exhausted all his tricks in an instant, but he had not hurt the enemy at all.
He knew that Li Yu was deliberately giving in, otherwise he would have died under his sword.
But he has no tricks to use, and if he repeats the trick just now, it will just be a trapped beast.
But Li Yu's tricks were still not exhausted, and he actually used the fourteenth sword of the thirteen swords of Zhutian!
This sword was used, and apart from this constantly trembling sword, there was no life in heaven and earth.
Feng Jiutian almost never knew fear, but at this time, his expression also showed fear.
His sword could no longer change, and no matter how much it changed, it was under the control of Li Yu's sword.
As long as Li Yu wanted to, his sword could pierce Feng Jiutian's chest and throat at any time.
His sword represents death, and like death, it cannot be stopped by any force.
This sword approached Feng Jiutian in an instant, stabbing him in the throat.
Feng Jiutian knew that he had lost, and he was completely defeated this time.
No matter how much resistance you try, you can't save the defeat.
So he no longer resists, no longer struggles, no longer even thinks.
He looked at the sword that stabbed him, and his eyes were full of death......
"Hahaha, Uncle admires the martial arts and courage of the virtuous nephew!"
At this time, although Li Yu's sword had already reached Feng Jiutian's neck, the person suddenly burst out laughing.
Immediately, he put away the sword in his hand and excitedly grabbed Feng Jiutian's hand.
"The sword you just used is also the Thirteen Swords of Zhutian?"
"Although it is also the thirteenth sword of Zhutian, it is the fourteenth sword that is conjured."
"Why didn't my uncle teach me? Why didn't the dragon seniors and his father mention it? β
"Haha, everyone has a different understanding of swordsmanship, so everyone's fourteenth sword is also different."
"That'...... The thirteen swords of Zhutian, is there still a fifteenth sword? β
"I've never heard of it, but it's not surprising that there is a fourteenth sword and a fifteenth sword!"
Li Yu said it very easily, but Feng Jiutian fell into deep thought.
Although he had been practicing the Thirteen Swords of Zhutian for a long time, he never thought that there would be a Fourteenth Swords.
Moreover, the fourteenth sword will be completely different due to the different understanding of each person.
So could the sword that killed my father be the fourteenth sword that someone comprehended?
From ancient times to the present day, everything seems to be inseparable from wine.
Drink for happy events, drink for funerals, and drink for war.
Tea Yiqing's great achievements and Feng Jiutian's uncle and nephew recognize each other, which is undoubtedly a happy event.
Therefore, Li Yu naturally wanted to set up a banquet in the most magnificent Purple Cloud Palace.
At this moment, Li Yu was already sitting on the dragon chair in the middle of the Purple Cloud Palace, and there were only Li Yu and his son in the main hall, which seemed a little empty.
Cha Yiqing was kneeling in front of the hall and bowing to Li Yu.
"The sons and daughters thank their father Longen, and I wish my father and the emperor a long time."
Seeing this, Li Yu laughed happily a few times, and then got up to help him up.
"Qing'er, why do you and my father and son need to be like this, hurry up and calm down!"
Cha Yiqing smiled at Li Yu, and then slowly stood up.
As soon as he stood up, a very familiar voice came from behind him.
"Little nephew Feng Jiutian has seen my uncle!"
Feng Jiutian also arrived in the hall as he spoke, and gave a deep salute to Li Yu.
Li Yu bowed slightly, looking at Cha Yiqing and Feng Jiutian, his eyes were full of smiles.
"Qing'er, virtuous nephew, don't stand, hurry up and get into the seat!"
Cha Yiqing nodded and looked at the two rows of seats in the Purple Cloud Pavilion.
Seeing that he was a little hesitant, Li Yu smiled and pointed to the first seat in his right hand.
"Qing'er, what are you thinking? Why don't you sit? β
"Father, my son is sitting here, I'm afraid it won't be a system."
"Haha, are you worried that Boyu will be angry?"
"Although the son has the trust of his father, he is only a righteous son after all......"
"It doesn't matter! I let you sit and sit, don't worry! β
"That'...... Thank you, Father......"
Cha Yiqing looked at Li Yu with some hesitation, and then sat down slowly.
Feng Jiutian saw Cha Yiqing sit down, and also sat down next to him.
As soon as the two of them sat down, many princes and important ministers poured in outside.
Cha Yiqing hurriedly pulled Feng Jiutian to get up and greeted everyone one by one.
When everyone saw Cha Yiqing, their eyes were full of admiration and kindness, but there was only one person, whose eyes were full of jealousy and disdain.
This is a young man in a golden python robe, a handsome and dashing teenager.
When Feng Jiutian saw this person, he inexplicably felt a sense of disgust in his heart.
"Brother Cha, who is this person? Why is it so disrespectful to you? β
"He is Li Jing, the cousin Boyu, the eldest son of his father-in-law."
After Cha Yiqing introduced Feng Jiutian, she hurriedly walked in front of Li Jing and gave a deep salute.
"The emperor's brother has been doing well lately, and the foolish brother often misses you outside!"
"Humph! If you weren't for the crown prince, you would miss me? β
"Haha, the emperor's words are wrong, the foolish brother has no heart to compete for the throne!"
"Only my father will believe your rhetoric, am I not a fool?"
Li Jing pointed to Cha Yiqing's seat indignantly, and his meaning was self-evident.
Cha Yiqing had no choice but to smile, and then she was about to pull Feng Jiutian to get up and give up her seat.
Feng Jiutian didn't pay attention to Cha Yiqing, but snorted coldly at Li Jing.
"Humph! This seat is given by the emperor, do you say that you must change it? β
"Haha, I'm a dignified son, what qualifications do you have to question me?"
"Although I am not qualified, my uncle is always qualified!"
"Uncle? And what kind of old bastard is your uncle? β
Li Jing pointed at Feng Jiutian and laughed, his laughter full of contempt.
Feng Jiutian couldn't stand the insult the most, and two flames seemed to erupt from his eyes.
"Haha, where did the people in the countryside come from? It's also worthy of glaring at the prince! β
Feng Jiutian couldn't tolerate it anymore, and the bone joints holding the Liuyun Sword had turned white.
The hall that was in turmoil just now was instantly frightened by the murderous aura around him, and it all quieted down.
Li Yu's face was ugly at the moment, and he pointed at Li Jing and roared loudly.
"Li Jing! Get out of here, you rebel! β
"Father, I'm your own son, do I still have to suffer from this erection?"
"This virtuous nephew is my honored guest, as a prince, is this how you treat guests?"
"He's the nephew of his father? Then his uncle is your father......"
Li Jing couldn't help but become a little frightened when he remembered what Fang had just said.
He hurriedly kowtowed to Li Yu, and then quickly withdrew from the Purple Cloud Palace.
Even so, he still didn't forget to cast a very vicious look at the two of them.
Everyone was originally elated, but they were all out of interest when Li Jing made a fuss.
The ministers and princes only drank a few cups hastily and then retired one after another.
Li Yu looked at the hall that was empty again, and his heart was mixed for a while.
Cha Yiqing knew what Li Yu was thinking, and hurriedly raised her glass to Li Yu.
"Father, Boyu is still young, don't be too sad about this."
"Alas...... If Boyu can have half a point for Qing'er, I will be blind to death! β
Li Yu let out a long sigh and continued to speak after a while.
"Qing'er, we haven't had enough fun tonight, so it's better to set up a table again in the Imperial Garden."
"It's okay, Erchen has been in Wuyue for a long time, and he has long wanted to get drunk with his father before resting."
"Haha, with such a fine wine, the little nephew naturally has to accompany him to the end!"
Moments later, the Imperial Garden.
The large garden is very quiet, and there is no noise from the day.
Only Li Yu, Feng Jiutian, and Cha Yiqing sat opposite each other.
On the stone table in front of the three of them, there were some simple and delicate wine dishes.
They drank fine wine and admired the bright moon at the same time, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.
Halfway through the banquet, Li Yu summoned someone to bring a few plates of grapes.
"Qing'er, virtuous nephew, you can taste this specialty of the Western Regions!"
"Haha, thank you uncle, I really haven't eaten it in years."
"By the way, I almost forgot that my nephew grew up in Kunlun Mountain."
Cha Yiqing had never eaten grapes, so he couldn't help but eat one with some curiosity, he tentatively put it in his mouth, but secretly spit it out.
"Qing'er, are you not used to this?"
"Father-in-law, I am indeed a little uncomfortable, please forgive me."
"Haha, it doesn't matter! Anyway! β
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, raised their glasses at the same time, and drank the wine in their glasses again.
Feng Jiutian couldn't remember how much wine he drank tonight.
But he knew that Li Yu and Cha Yiqing were both drunk and drunk.
Seeing this, Feng Jiutian couldn't help but show a smile that was as secretive as possible.
"Uncle, there is no wine in the pot, so the little nephew will take the wine."
Then he stood up lightly and walked briskly out of the Imperial Garden.
A moment later he returned, literally with a flask in his hand.
"Uncle, this ...... Happy tonight, let's ...... Let's have a few more drinks. β
Feng Jiutian was not drunk, but he deliberately made a sound that only came after he was drunk.
He slowly used the wine jug in his hand to fill Li Yu's wine glass.
Although Li Yu was already drunk, he still nodded with a smile at Feng Jiutian.
He stretched out his somewhat shaky hand and took the wine that Feng Jiutian had poured for himself.
Then he looked at the wine glass, then at the bright moon, and drank the wine without thinking.
Feng Jiutian saw that Li Yu had drunk the wine in his glass, and his eyes looking at him couldn't help but show a trace of murderous intent.
He brought pine nut wine, which, according to Li Yu's own words, caused him to have a rash when he drank it.
If Li Yu really has a rash, then it means that the murderer of his father is someone else.
If he doesn't have a rash, then this is the perfect time for revenge!
A moment later.
Li Yu's face changed, and his hands grabbed frantically on his body.
Feng Jiutian could clearly see that Li Yu's skin was covered with a dense red rash.
He was a little apologetic, and his gaze at Li Yu became kind.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Isn't it blown by the wind? β
"Virtuous nephew, I seem to have eaten the wrong thing, call the imperial doctor!"
Although Li Yu's tone was very calm, his expression was extremely painful.
Feng Jiutian hurriedly took advantage of his unpreparedness, put away the wine jug, and then left the imperial garden.
Then he hurried to the Shang Pharmacy and brought all the most brilliant imperial doctors over.
Several imperial doctors looked at the rash on Li Yu's body, touched the pulse again, and then sighed.
"Your Majesty, there must be something in your diet that causes a rash."
"Since you are the imperial doctor, can't you even cure this little illness?"
Li Yu has always been peaceful, but at this moment, his face was full of anger, and the doctors were so frightened that they quickly knelt down.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger, although your illness cannot be completely cured, it can be postponed."
"Good! Treat me quickly, and if you can't alleviate your condition, watch your heads! β
"Yes...... The ministers received the order......"
Several imperial doctors kowtowed like pounding garlic, and they were all panicked.
Cha Yiqing, who was not good at drinking, was already drunk, but she had woken up at this moment.
"Your Majesty, what happened? Is there anything you can share your worries with? β
"Yiqing, for my father, I don't know what I ate wrong just now, my whole body is extremely itchy!"
Li Yu said and pointed to the imperial doctors kneeling in front of him, and continued to say angrily.
"These fools are all helpless, how can they not make their father angry?"
Cha Yiqing was about to speak when she heard this, but Feng Jiutian opened her mouth first.
"Brother Tea, it is rumored that Jasmine, the owner of Suxin Mountain Villa, has extremely high medical skills, so I will invite her here!"
Feng Jiutian was about to leave as he spoke, but Cha Yiqing hurriedly turned around and stopped him.
"Xiao Jiu, is this trip for Your Majesty's treatment, or is it better for us to go together."
Feng Jiutian nodded, and then the two of them walked out of the imperial garden quickly.
The wind is sometimes the best decanting soup, and at this moment the two of them have lost most of their wine.
Cha Yiqing glanced at Feng Jiutian lightly with his wise eyes and didn't speak again.
The two disappeared into the hazy night in an instant......