The Yin-Yang Sect is not an all-knowing and all-powerful immortal, and it is difficult for the Yin-Yang Sect to detect it, and it is even more impossible for the Governor of Jingchu to detect it. Li Xuandu and his entourage relied on this unexpected disguise to successfully enter Jingzhou from Luzhou, without encountering any twists and turns along the way.

The big ship slowly sailed towards Dongting Mountain in the center of Yunmengze, according to Yan Feiqing's estimate, it will probably stay in Dongting Mountain for a day, for a journey of more than a month, it is far from the word "waste", but can be more realistic and will not make people suspicious. The palace officials have complained to Li Xuan more than once, Yan Feiqing and Su Yuncheng are definitely enjoying it, but Li Xuandu ignores them, and the palace officials are lonely, so they can only give up.

Dongting Mountain, the garden of the cave, named the mountain, can also be regarded as a small island, and the famous Yueyang Tower is far away. Looking at it from afar, this Dongting Mountain seems to float on the water, it is said that there are hundreds of golden halls under it, there was a jade girl living in it, and the sound of gold, stone, silk and bamboo is heard at four o'clock, and it is thorough on the top of the mountain. Later, because Xiangjun and Mrs. Xiang were buried here, this mountain is also called Xiangshan and Junshan. This mountain is composed of a total of 72 peaks, large and small, and is the eleventh blessed land among the 72 caves and 36 blessed lands.

The big ship docked at Dongting Mountain, lowered the ship's board, and first Song Fuchen, the guard, landed first, and then Yan Feiqing, the son. After he went ashore, he immediately turned around to pick up the delicate and weak Su Yuncheng, Su Yuncheng shook Yan Feiqing's outstretched palm with one hand, and slightly lifted the skirt with the other hand, so that the round-toed embroidered shoes on his feet were slightly exposed, and he walked on the board of the boat in small steps, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally fall into the water, and no one could tell that this was a kendo master who could fly into the sky.

Behind Su Yuncheng was a palace official with a straight face, as if he had been owed a lot of money by others and did not pay it back, not only did no one support him, but he also had to hold a fan for the young lady.

Finally, Li Xuandu, who was dressed in a green shirt, had nothing else, except that he couldn't wear a sword, and even the "eighteenth floor" was taken off his wrist by him and put into his arms.

Dongting Mountain, as a famous place, although there is no inn, there are houses for people to stay, but the price is expensive, and ordinary people can't afford it. It's just that this is difficult for Yan Feiqing, he directly chartered a mansion, with a deep courtyard, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, a Jiangnan style.

After settling down a group of maids and servants, since they have come to the capital, the great scenery, the eleventh blessed land, naturally cannot be wasted, so the young lady of the son only brought a personal entourage and maids, and under the escort of Master Song, left the house and began to visit Dongting Mountain.

What Li Xuan didn't expect was that in addition to him and Yan Feiqing, the other two women had actually been to Dongting Mountain a long time ago, and Su Yuncheng was even a frequent visitor, almost once a year, and she was very familiar with the scenery here.

Halfway through, there is a tea house half-hidden in the forest, in which there are tea girls making tea, and the technique is pleasing to the eye.

There is a quiet Taoist temple not far from the teahouse, Yan Feiqing thought about it and said, "I will accompany my wife to the Taoist temple to make incense, and you will wait in the teahouse." ”

Li Xuandu and Song Fuchen didn't care, but the palace officials couldn't ask for it, so they nodded and agreed.

The reason is also very simple, if the five of them go to the teahouse, according to their respective identities now, only Yan Feiqing and Su Yuncheng can sit down, and the other three can stand, Li Xuan can not care, Miss Gong doesn't want to be angry.

After Yan Feiqing and Su Yuncheng left, the three of them entered the tea house, asked for a pot of tea, and sat down.

The needle-shaped yellow tea produced in Dongting Mountain is called "Silver Needle" and is famous all over the world. This tea was exclusively for the emperor to drink in ancient times, and was known as "gold inlaid with jade", and was one of the top ten famous teas. At this time, the signboard in the teahouse is naturally this silver needle, which was originally made by the tea girl for the three people, but the palace official recommended himself and personally brewed the tea, and the technique was skillful, which was everyone's demeanor.

After boiling, the palace official first served Li Xuandu a cup, and it can be seen that the tips of the tea buds like a bird's tongue floated to the surface of the water, and they all floated there vertically.

Li Xuandu didn't know much about the tea ceremony, so he couldn't say too much, so after taking a sip, he could only praise it.

The palace official is not a polite person, the second cup of tea was unceremoniously given to himself, and finally to Song Fuchen. Fortunately, Song Fuchen didn't care about these details, in fact, Song Fuchen was born in a peasant family, and there were elderly parents and a large family at home, he sent all his case silver home, and he didn't keep any money, far from being as rich as palace officials or Yan Feiqing, maybe only Li Xuan could be slightly compared with him, but Li Xuan was a well-fed family and not hungry, and it was different, and Song Fuchen's case silver was not comparable to Li Xuandu's case silver, just the meaning, except for Song Fuchen in the Wudao Sect, no one expected this case silver to live。 If it weren't for special reasons, he might never have drunk a pot of silver needles worth two dollars in his life.

At this moment, another group of people came to the teahouse, all dressed in brocade clothes and arrogant.

A prince led by inadvertently saw the palace official, his eyes changed, he walked straight over, and said softly: "This girl ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Fuchen had already raised his brows suddenly, and interrupted him: "This son, I don't know each other, and I still want to be self-respecting. ”

The face of the young man who was originally smiling and chanting remained unchanged, without the slightest gaffe, but said: "What you said is so unreasonable, I haven't finished speaking, you just let me respect myself, I want to ask, where am I not self-respecting?"

Song Fuchen, who was accustomed to seeing this kind of thing, was a little impatient, but in order to take care of the overall situation, he didn't have a seizure, if it was a normal day, he would have beaten such a gentleman with one punch that he couldn't stand up, and he could only suppress his anger at this time. At this moment, Li Xuandu opened his mouth and said: "This son, we have never known each other in our lives, you took the initiative to talk to us, what is your intention? If you use the excuse of asking for directions and the like, men and women should avoid suspicion, and you should also ask us two men, how can there be any reason to ask the girl directly?"

The palace official was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he put on a frightened look, and even took the initiative to lean towards Li Xuandu's side, which is really pitiful for me.

However, Li Xuandu and Song Fuchen both underestimated this young man a little, but they didn't expect him to still smile: "What you said is right, but you have to listen to me before you finish speaking, you interrupted me before I finished speaking, and with a completely taken for granted, this is rude." ”

The young man bit the word "faux pas", and then said: "The things in this world can't escape the word 'reason', justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, since it is rude, do you want to apologize?"

Song Fuchen was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that this boy brother had some real talent and learning, at least this ability to buckle his hat was obviously a bit hot in public practice.

When he said these words, the young man was also looking at the three of them, focusing on the clothes of the three people, the palace official's dress was obviously the maid of a large family, and the young man was not from a rich background, he was not a poor scholar, or a helper and follower of a large family, looking at the appearance of these two people, it looked like a dog man and woman who eloped. As for the middle-aged man dressed as a guard, it is nothing, the martial artists of the rivers and lakes are powerful, but there is a premise, you have to be a child of a big sect, but a child of a big sect, how can you take care of someone's home?

Looking at the clothes on the palace officials, the clothes are ordinary, and there is no jewelry, especially the fat powder, which is very inferior, it can be seen that the main family of this maid is not a rich and noble family, most of them are mediocre and can afford to raise maidservants, but they have not been able to reach the point of "wealth".

Thinking of this, this young man put his mind at ease, he is a soft persimmon that can be handled.

At this moment, the palace official said timidly: "Then I apologize to you, is it okay?"

Hearing this, the young man became more and more sure of his guess, gently rubbed the jade pendant hanging from his waist, and smiled brightly: "The matter can be big or small, it depends on whether your apology is sincere." ”

The palace official covered his heart lightly, like a frightened little woman, and hurriedly said, "How can it be considered sincere?"

Li Xuandu had no interest in speaking at this time, and was performed by the palace official, but the palace official refused to let him go, gently stepped on his instep under the table, and gently rotated it threateningly, Li Xuandu could only speak: "Don't you think!"

The boy smiled lightly: "It's not that I deliberately look down on you, you slaves and the like are not worthy to say such things, and when your master comes back, it will be almost the same to say this." But then again, the maid is nothing more than spending some silver. ”

Speaking of this, his expression changed suddenly, and he said sharply: "Slave, the official betrayed you, kneel!"