As a place that extends in all directions, Guide Mansion is naturally a mixture of three religions and nine streams.

Especially because of the close proximity to Qizhou, many people from the Qingyang Sect also haunt here. Qizhou is the territory of Tang Qin, the general of the local government, Tang Qin has Qingniujiao, Wulu, Lei Gong and other generals, it is said that Wulu has been in the Guide Mansion for many years.

Li Xuandu strolled through the city, he had no intention of embarrassing the Qingyang Sect, but he had to guard against it when he was in the rivers and lakes, and he might provoke many characters similar to the head snake at any time.

Today's rivers and lakes seem to have nothing to do with temples, but they are actually closely related, taking Qingyang Sect as an example, it is no longer a pure Jianghu sect, but the five sects in the northwest, and began to blatantly recruit troops, and its intentions are also obvious.

Although the Guide Mansion still nominally belongs to the imperial court, the imperial court does not dare to say that it can completely control it in its hands, and there is no mistake.

Li Xuandu stopped and stopped, stopping at roadside stalls from time to time, and buying some exquisite gadgets, which were inexpensive but ingenious, all of which were things that girls liked. Of course, this is not for his junior brothers and sisters, after all, his junior brothers and sisters don't look down on these things, and their hearts are higher than the sky, so they must be more interested in his senior brother's head. These were given to Zhou Shuning when he went to Xuannu Sect in the future, but it was not that Li Xuan was reluctant to pay the money, but he was really shy in his pocket, and there were only a few hundred taels of silver left.

Since this is the case, Li Xuandu is not a person who slaps a swollen face and is fat, so let's be polite and affectionate.

Li Xuandu walked for a while, and suddenly came to meet a group of people, the pomp was not small, one person in front and one in the front, carrying a thing similar to a sliding rod, which can also be called a double carrying.

The so-called double lifting, but a special chair, the back and both sides are sealed with a whole wooden board, only the front is empty for people to sit on, add a cover on it, add a curtain in front, two bamboo poles pass through both sides of the chair, and are carried by two people or hands or shoulders. The emperor rewarded the prince or the old and sick minister to carry the imperial city in pairs, and it was this kind of thing that was taken.

On the chair that carried the public opinion, there was a middle-aged scribe, who looked like he was about to know the destiny of heaven, with a thin body, a long beard, wearing a blue cotton robe, and a square scarf, as if he had a meritorious name.

To the left and right of the scribes, there were two more followers. On the left is a young man, with a sword at his waist, his breath is calm, his breath is long, and his eyes are as sharp as a goshawk, which should be a guard. On the right is a maid maid, with a delicate appearance, although she is wearing a thick winter coat, it is difficult to hide her graceful figure.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, the people who are most afraid of special cases and walking alone, such as the old man Tibet, Zhang Haishi, Shen Yuanzhou and others, are not very high-spirited, but they are all real masters in the world, and most of the people who dare to travel like this in the mixed land of Guide Mansion are not simple, Li Xuan does not want to cause trouble, so he took the initiative to avoid the side of the road.

The two people passed by Li Xuandu, and the middle-aged scribe who was sitting on the crane glanced at Li Xuandu, and suddenly raised his right hand and said, "Slow!"

The middle-aged scribe looked at Li Xuandu and said with a smile: "This little brother doesn't seem to be a local. ”

Li Xuandu hesitated for a moment and said: "The young man left home and returned to the eldest child, and the hometown accent has not changed and his sideburns have declined." When the children don't know each other, they smile and ask where the guests are from. ”

The middle-aged scribe was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It turned out to be a homecoming person, and the meeting is fate, how about you and I go to the teahouse for a drink?"

Li Xuan didn't know the intentions of the person in front of him, and he couldn't see through the depth of this person, but he had walked the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he was not a person who was afraid of things, so after a little hesitation, he nodded and agreed.

The middle-aged scribe waved his hand, and the two palanquin bearers put down the chair, the chair was actually movable, and the two directly lifted the middle-aged scribe with the chair.

Only then did Li Xuandu realize that this middle-aged scribe was actually a cripple. It turned out that such a trip to battle was not a deliberate performance, but a helpless move.

The group came to a teahouse on the side of the road, and the middle-aged scribe asked for a private room, and then motioned for the two palanquin bearers to stay outside, and the guard picked up a chair and carried him to the second floor.

The guard picked up the chair and stepped on the stairs without making a sound, which showed that his cultivation was profound, at least it was the Xuanyuan Realm.

From this point of view, the origin of this middle-aged scribe must also be extraordinary.

Li Xuan was sure that the middle-aged scribe must have noticed something unusual before he stopped to talk to him, but he didn't know where he had revealed his flaws, so he had to act on the occasion when he came.

When he came to the private room, he sat down separately, in fact, only Li Xuandu sat alone, the middle-aged scribe had been sitting on the chair and had not moved, while the guards and maids were standing aside with expressionless faces.

The guy introduced: "Two guest officers, there are Mao Feng, Biluochun, Longjing, Tieguanyin, and a batch of Junshan silver needles that have just arrived in Yueyang recently, what do you want to drink?"

The middle-aged scribe asked, "What does the little brother want to drink?"

Li Xuandu said with a smile: "It's half a bucket of water for the tea ceremony, it's better to listen to this little brother and ask for a pot of Junshan silver needles." ”

The middle-aged scribe nodded and said, "Then come a pot of Junshan silver needles." ”

After a while, the guy came in with a brass teapot with a spout that was two feet long.

The middle-aged scribe smiled: "Pour tea." ”

The man answered, poured the teapot, and from the thin spout flew a silver line of water, which landed in the teacup in front of the two of them, and the heat rose, but not half a drop was spilled.

Li Xuandu picked up the teacup, gently blew off the tea foam, took a sip, and praised: "Good tea, but unfortunately I can't understand the tea ceremony, and I can't tell what's good." ”

The middle-aged scribe took a sip of the teacup and said with a smile: "The tea ceremony is nothing, in the final analysis, tea is for people to drink, as long as you drink it comfortably, even if it is full of stars, it is also good tea." ”

Li Xuandu no longer understands the tea ceremony, and he also knows what the stars in the sky are, that is, the most worthless tea powder, and suddenly felt that the middle-aged scribe in front of him was a wonderful person, so he took the opportunity to ask: "I haven't asked Mr. Gao for his name." ”

The middle-aged scribe put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Under the surname Chu, Chu Yunshen." ”

When people reported their names, Li Xuandu couldn't hide them, and said, "My surname is Li, Li Xuance." ”

Chu Yun thought deeply and said, "Xuan Ce? But Situ Xuan Ce's Xuan Ce?"

Li Xuandu pretended to be confused and said, "Who is Situ Xuance?"

Chu Yunshen smiled and said, "It's just an old man." ”

Although Li Xuandu is not obvious on his face, he is even more suspicious in his heart, according to his age, when the senior brother Situ Xuance was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, the person in front of him was at most a teenage child, could it be that he was a skilled person, and he seemed to only have the age of not being confused and knowing the destiny of heaven, but in fact he was already in his prime?

At the same time, Qian Yurong also came to the outside of the teahouse, frowning, "Who is that person, what the hell is he doing?"