Chapter 43: Osmanthus wine
"Doctor! Doctor!!" Lin Shuang immediately called.
Zuo Yi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I can't die yet."
Picked up the teacup and rinsed his mouth a few times, barely making the taste of blood in his mouth disappear.
Zuo Hui's eyes turned cold and asked, "Why did Fushou Academy suddenly go to those two squares in Shengqing Yuan to buy so many things? Still going to Tianxiang Lou with such fanfare?"
Lin Shuang stubbornly said, "It's probably because of Miss Sheng's scholarly husband, Shen Zhao."
Zuo Wei frowned: "A poor scholar has so much influence?"
That group of sour scholars doesn't even give him face, will they give it to a poor scholar from outside?
Lin Shuang said, "It seems that because Master Han of Fushou Academy accepted Shen Zhao as a disciple, Master Han's status in the academy is so high......
Zuo Hui's eyebrows tightened more and more, "Didn't Han Shouli not accept disciples? Why did you suddenly accept a poor scholar as a disciple? Are you sure that's the case?"
Lin Shuang's head hung lower and lower, "This, this Master Han didn't clearly introduce Shen Zhao as his disciple, but I just heard from the scholars of Fushou Academy that I saw that Shen Zhao went to his courtyard with Master Han many times, and when the two of them walked, they could still hear Master Han teach him some knowledge, such treatment, even the official students in the academy did not have."
"Han Shouli himself suddenly had a convulsion, could it be that the people of the entire academy were accompanying him to have convulsions? Can Fushou Academy have so much money?" Zuo Wei's eyes were full of fierceness.
Lin Shuangweng said: "Master Han's status in Fushou Academy and the hearts of all the students is indeed very high, over the years, many wealthy businessmen have donated a lot of money to the academy, but the decoration of the academy has always been simple, so it didn't cost much, I think it should be rich...... And, and ......."
Zuo Hui said impatiently, "And what? Can you speak well?!"
Lin Shuang immediately lowered his head and said, "And...... The bamboo products of the Zhushanfang are indeed durable and good-looking, the food in Tianxianglou is indeed delicious, and the bamboo carvings in the Zhuxinfang are also ............."
Lin Shuang didn't say the next words, but cautiously looked around the main hall.
Zuo Hui has always been accustomed to putting out all the precious ornaments he likes.
Most of the ornaments in the main hall are bamboo carvings from the bamboo heart workshop.
Even people like him who are picky and have a higher eye than the top like the bamboo carvings in Zhuxinfang so much, let alone others.
"Of course I know she's amazing! If she weren't so powerful and so good-looking, I would be so interested in her?! Fushou City, plus there are so many women in the capital, which one can compare to Sheng Qingyuan?" Zuo Wei snorted heavily.
Lin Shuang hurriedly echoed, "Yes, yes, Miss Sheng is indeed excellent, such a powerful person, only adults are worthy of it."
Zuo Wei nodded with satisfaction, "Hmm...... Well? What makes me worthy of her?!"
Lin Shuang hurriedly slapped his mouth twice, "The subordinate made a mistake, the mistake of the tongue, the subordinate should be damned, what the subordinate wants to say is that only such a powerful Sheng girl is worthy of an adult."
Zuo Wei was satisfied, "It's just that her man is really upsetting, if ...... How nice it would be if he could disappear."
Lin Shuang's heart sank when he heard this.
Feeling the meaningful light in Zuo Hui's eyes, Lin Shuang's head couldn't help shrinking, and he replied stubbornly, "My subordinates know what to do."
Today, Shen Zhao accompanied Han Shouli to the academy, and when Han Shouli was about to leave, he was stopped by other masters to speak, and Shen Zhao could only go back by himself.
On the way back, I smelled a fragrant scent of osmanthus flowers.
It is osmanthus wine.
Shen Zhao's eyes lit up slightly, he remembered that Sheng Qingyuan sometimes liked to use flower wine to make all kinds of delicious dishes, and this osmanthus wine couldn't help but be intoxicated just by smelling it.
It's just that the shop selling osmanthus wine is in a small alley.
After Shen Zhao finished buying the wine, the shopkeeper smiled and said to him, "The guest officer likes this osmanthus wine very much?"
This is not the first time Shen Zhao has been here, and he has been here several times before.
Shen Zhao said with a smile: "The osmanthus wine you have here is fragrant, and every time you pass by, you can't help but come in and buy some."
The smile on the shopkeeper's face deepened by two points, "My small shop in the deep alley, the opening time is uncertain, but every time I can meet you, is it possible that the guest officer can know that I opened a store every time?"
Shen Zhao smiled lightly and said, "I don't know if you want to believe it, but it's true that every time I pass by by and come looking for the fragrance of wine."
The smile on the corner of the shop's lips was a little more meaningful, "The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, there are few people who can find here, and the guest officer's nose is sensitive."
Shen Zhao only smiled lightly and didn't say anything.
The shopkeeper handed the packed wine to Shen Zhao, "My small shop hidden in the deep alley can be discovered by the guest officer again and again, and I hope the guest officer can be so keen in other things. After all...... In this world, most things, most people, and the truest side are hidden in the deepest depths."
"Thank you for the reminder." Shen Zhao thanked the shopkeeper with a faint smile.
After Shen Zhao left, the shopkeeper said, "Close."
The guy was puzzled, "Shopkeeper, our wine has just been sold."
It didn't open for several days, I couldn't sell any more wine, and I didn't have money to eat.
I finally opened the door today, and a guest came, but the guest was about to close after buying the wine? How much can you earn?
Compared with the buddy's confusion and anxiety, the shopkeeper only had a faint smile, did not explain, and said lightly, "Close the door."
Shen Zhao took the osmanthus wine, turned a corner, and walked into another alley.
However, as soon as he turned the corner, he paused and returned to the place where he had just sold alcohol.
The killers hiding in the shadows were all ready to make a move, but he shot so falsely that they almost choked to death by this breath.
Several killers glanced at each other and immediately followed.
It's just that they come to another alley, only to find it empty.
How is this possible?
Obviously, they saw Shen Zhao turn around and come to this alley, and there was no other fork, only this road.
Where is he?!
The sound of a door closing was particularly noticeable in the silent alley.
The killer stepped forward immediately and grabbed the hand of the guy who was closing the door with one hand.
The guy was taken aback by the sudden appearance, and when he saw the other party's fierce look, his legs trembled with fright, "Guest, guest, you, do you want to buy wine?"
The killer asked coldly, "Did a scholar come here just now?"
The man replied in a trembling voice, "Yes, there was a scholar who came, but, but he left after buying the wine, just, just now, not long after leaving."
As soon as the man finished speaking, the killer pushed him away and strode into the shop.
The shop is very small, and after reading it at a glance, the killer glanced at the store coldly, but the store owner was not half afraid, and he was very calm, "If the guest officer wants to buy wine, next time, the wine in the small shop has been sold out."
The killer ignored him, saw the door to the back hall, and walked towards it.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper didn't stop him, but just reminded him lightly, "There is a vicious dog that eats people in the back hall, if the guest officer trespasses without permission, I am afraid that the beast in the backyard will eat so much that he will not even vomit bones."
The shopkeeper was only halfway through his words when the killer couldn't wait to walk in.
The killers outside saw that their leader had been in for so long, and they didn't make any movement, and broke in one after another.
Soon there was the barking of a dog from the back of the shop, which was very clear in the silent box, but also terrifying.
Shen Zhao jumped from the roof of a room near the shop to the door of the shop.
The shop was closed, and nothing could be heard except for the occasional barking of dogs.
Shen Zhao glanced at the wine shop lightly, turned around and walked back.
Meng Kun saw the osmanthus wine that Shen Zhao had brought back, and said casually, "You go and give it again."
That old guy sent the money?"
Shen Zhao smiled and said, "I smelled the smell of wine when I passed by, so I bought some."
Meng Kun snorted lightly, "That's just a little trick of his hand, that is, you, send him money every time."
"Don't you like this wine too?"
Meng Kun snorted disdainfully, "This wine is not just average, who likes it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he drank all the wine in his glass and poured himself another glass of wine.
Shen Zhao smiled helplessly.
As soon as Han Shouli entered the door, he smelled the smell of osmanthus wine, and without saying a word, he immediately poured himself a glass, and after tasting a glass carefully, he was about to pick up the wine jug and pour another glass for himself, but it was taken by Meng Kundu.
Han Shouli: "?? I didn't buy this wine for you alone!"
Meng Kun pursed his lips and said, "This wine is very ordinary, it doesn't fit your identity, this kind of ordinary thing, I'll just solve it."
Han Shouli was so angry that he immediately scolded Meng Kun.
The two scolded each other, one quoted scriptures, and the other looked scoundrel.
Shen Zhao also admired, how did these two quarrel?
He still put away the other wine for Qingyuan, otherwise when she came back, he was afraid that he would be drunk by the drunkard of the master.
Seeing that Shen Zhao was leaving, Meng Kun suspended his scolding with Han Shouli and reminded Shen Zhao, "You don't have to take what that old drunkard said, you don't have to take it to heart, he likes to say some divine chatter."
"Okay." Shen Zhao replied lightly.
During dinner in the evening, Father Shen mentioned something, "I was outside today, and I heard that there is a temple outside the city, which seems to be very effective, should we find a time to worship?"
Since they have come to Fushou City, it seems that they should also worship the most famous temple in Fushou City.
"Okay." Sheng Qingyuan happily agreed.
Now that everything is on the right track, and each store has dedicated people to help take care of it, the burden on her body has been much looser.
"Okay." Shen Zhao should also go down.
Seeing that the little couple agreed, Father Shen didn't mention how happy he was, "That's great."
"It's just a small temple." Meng Kun snorted lightly.
Han Shouli was still a little angry in his heart for the incident of snatching the wine just now, and immediately retorted: "Lingquan Temple is indeed very effective, many people go to Lingquan Temple to ask for peace, which is very good, and besides, Lingquan Temple's sending son Guanyin is also very effective, you two can go and ask for a prayer and worship."
Sheng Qingyuan happened to be drinking tea, and almost choked when he heard the words, but he couldn't help coughing a few times.
Shen Zhao hurriedly brought her another glass of warm water and gently patted her back to help her calm down.
Meng Kun glared at Han Shouli, "Look at you, what are you talking about?"
"I'm just telling the truth." Han Shouli snorted lightly.
Neither of them bowed to the other.
The other few people present were used to the bickering between the two of them, and if they didn't quarrel one day, they wouldn't be used to it.
Early the next morning, Father Shen prepared all the things and went to Lingquan Temple together.
It was still early, there were no people on the road, and it was quite quiet.
Shen Zhao, who originally had an indifferent and relaxed face, suddenly moved his ears slightly, and his eyes were a little more vigilant.