In the middle of summer, the heat is unbearable.

Shangyuan Xinyang is the most prosperous commercial street in the whole Yingtianfu, and the distance between the two streets is close to the long forest of the capital of Naliu, so the nobles often wander here. On the bank of Xinyang, there is the largest river crossing in the entire Jiangnan Province - Jiujiang.

And in midsummer, it was the day of folk customs to get rid of demons - in this Jiujiang, in addition to the painting boat of the usual talented and beautiful people, there were also a few dragon boats, which was to welcome the saint and go to obscurity, in response to the meaning of eliminating demons.

At this time, in the Xinyang Long Street, near the river, there was a pair of young men and girls, who were walking the street, enjoying the gorgeous scenery.

"Do you eat sugar gourds?"

The girl's dress is simple, but she is naturally beautiful, which makes people a little unable to turn around, it is the county lord of Nawen Wangfu - Zhu Ying. However, she was only with the boy who was a few years younger, and she didn't bring any more attendants, so she didn't let people see it.

Azu shook his head and rejected Zhu Ying's sugar gourd.

After making an agreement with King Wen, he was considered to have fallen into the boulder in his heart, but in the long forest for March, carving dragon chairs and cultivating martial arts every day, it was actually a bit boring. Thinking that the grounding order had been lifted, I wanted to come to see outside this long forest.

In March, when Azu was growing his body, he was a little taller, but he was still half a head shorter than that Zhu Ying, so he was often ridiculed by Zhu Ying, so he was a little distressed.

The progress of Wuxianggong is still slow, according to Li Potian's statement, this step is the most difficult to take, if you achieve the realm of breaking a piece of tea without moving a single bit, then Wuxianggong is a natural broken mirror, but this step of effort, or dripping water through stones, it takes a long time.

The golden dragon chair carved by the agreement has made some progress, and it can be carved out of the general appearance, but Azu played a trick and carved a "Yan" character on the back of the chair to show that this is the thing of the Yan King. King Wen saw it and didn't stop it.

It's just that he made it clear to King Wen that he wanted to come to this Shangyuan to have a look, and King Wen didn't object, so he asked Zhu Ying to bring himself, but he repeatedly said that his identity should not be exposed.

Therefore, Zhu Ying and Azu are both wearing the most simple clothes, that is, they have turned into ordinary people. King Wen also wanted Li Potian to come to protect him, but he was rejected by Azu.

King Wen had a showdown with Azu, and Azu naturally exposed some hole cards - but he didn't tell the truth about his cultivation, he just said that he had some life-saving means, and that Shangyuan was close to Changlin Palace, and the security was naturally excellent, so there was nothing wrong.

And out of this long forest, Zhu Ying led herself straight to this Xinyang Street. In the past, she had to put on the demeanor of a county lord in the long forest, but Azu knew her lively personality. Therefore, if you hide your identity and come to the commercial street, you will naturally let yourself go......

Azu thought, the girl in front of her just took a bite of the rock sugar gourd, and smiled like a flower.

The dignified county lord also has such a girlish mind, perhaps because he knows that there is an opportunity to marry Persia without having to go far to be so happy. I wonder what will happen after those three years......

Azu thought about it in his heart, but asked, "How long is this Xinyang Street?"

They had walked almost two miles, but there was still no end in sight, and with Azu's eyes, if there was no end in sight, it was truly boundless.

Zhu Ying just smiled: "How long Jiujiang is, how long this Xinyang Street is." ”

Azu muttered in his heart, isn't this bragging, this Jiujiang is a river crossing, not to mention a hundred miles long, can this Xinyang Street also have a hundred miles? How many shops does that have to be?

Thinking at this time, there was a light voice from a painting boat in the middle of the river, and it was a few sons and daughters in brocade clothes and feathers, but they smiled and whistled at Zhu Ying.

These sons and brothers, often have some wealthy families, looking for fun in this prosperous place every day, occasionally glimpsing a girl with a good appearance, it is intended to flirt, if you can't find the target all day long, you will go to the green building to spend the night. It's just that they can still claim to be talented people and love beautiful women, which is a little funny.

Zhu Ying ignored them, and Azu also pretended not to see it. The boy on the painting boat was not interesting to see, and he would not be dead-faced, but when he saw this girl with a child, he coaxed, reciting the saying "the old cow eats tender grass", and slowly went away with the painting boat.

The girl's face flushed, but she looked at Azu, who was expressionless, as if she hadn't heard it.

In my heart, this Azu is only more than nine years old, so naturally he doesn't understand the love of these children...... But speaking of which, in fact, Azu is very old, and he seems to have an understanding of all kinds of human affairs, and he may not be completely ignorant......

After eating the last sugar gourd, he casually spit the kernel on the ground. Zhu Ying kicked the flower shoe again, kicking the core two feet away......

It is not clear whether Xinyang Street is a hundred miles long, but with their leisure speed, even if they walk for a day, they will not be able to finish. It was the storefront that I had just walked through that Azu had frequently looked sideways, and this scene was many times better than that Liuhe Street.

I walked through a row of small shops, and saw a wide building, but it was built extraordinarily gorgeously, but outside the building was a warbler and a swallow.

Azu blinked, but asked again, "What is this place?"

Zhu Ying saw that there was a big red plaque hanging on the building, but the words "Nanxian Building" were written in Juanxiu's font, and she couldn't help but shake her head, and took Azu's hand to leave.

"This is the Green House. ”

Azu suddenly said: "No wonder Xiao Er is dressed up in a fancy way......"

"That's called the old bustard......" Zhu Ying didn't want Azu to come into contact with this kind of place, because in her cognition, this kind of place would only make men intoxicated and lose their ambition.

In this Xinyang Street, there are actually countless such places. Wine is the nature of men, and when a merchant grasps their weakness, he grabs money. Since Azu can't help but be satisfied, naturally he can't let him go, otherwise if he is hollowed out by the wine, there is no hope for the deer god's plan.

"I'm hungry......"

Azu touched his stomach, as if he was a wronged child. Zhu Ying looked at this day, and it was only too late - it had only been more than an hour since the breakfast, but this kid was hungry and felt a little funny.

"I just asked you to eat sugar gourd, and you don't eat ......"

"The sugar gourd is not full......," Azu muttered, his stomach gurgling. "Is there a place to eat around here?"

Looking around, in addition to the green building that didn't take long, I only saw a quiet high-rise building, but there was a "tea" word hanging.

"There is only one tea house ......"

"Isn't there only tea in the teahouse?" Azu really didn't know anything about the places in the city. It's not a question of whether he's mature or not, it's that he's never been here at all.

Zhu Ying shook her head: "That's not it, there are also pastries and the like, but what delicacies you want to eat, you can't eat them......"

When Azu heard the word pastry, he naturally nodded, and Zhu Ying had no choice but to take him away.

This teahouse is much more deserted than the Nanxian Building. Compared with drinking tea and listening to books, the beauty and wine are more attractive. In this elegant place, either a group of idle old people who are over half a hundred years old, or they are the real literati.

As usual, the child at the door nodded and led the two into their seats. After Zhu Ying ordered some tea and pastries at random, the child was ready to go.

Azu looked at the interior of the teahouse with great interest - each seat can seat two or three people, and the seats are blocked by screens, and you can only vaguely see the figure of the neighboring seat, but I don't know who it is. But all the seats can see a stand around the middle, and if you look closely, there is a girl on the stand.

The girl hid her face with a beaded curtain, revealing only a pair of cool eyes. In front of her, there was an antique tea set. The girl warmed the pot very elegantly, poured water, waited for the warm water to soak the tea leaves, and poured out the water, and repeated it several times, and finally the tea was brewed. Then he introduced the water from the teapot into a small pot with a long spout, lifted the small pot with a long spout, and made various gestures on the table, and poured all the water from the pot into the teacup in front of him.

Azu didn't understand any of this, he just thought it was funny, just like the tricks that could often be seen. The few literati and scholars around them applauded and applauded the superb tea art of this tea master.

The woman bowed her head, but did not speak, but took the tea set and retreated.

Azu frowned, a little curious: "Isn't the tea she made for the guests?"

Zhu Ying also shook her head, every teahouse has its rules, and she doesn't go out of this kind of place very much.

Between the doubts, in the next room, there was an old voice, which should be a frequent visitor, and just answered them: "Miss Zhou's tea, but only people who are destined can drink it, ordinary people, etc., are not qualified to ......"

"Miss Zhou, is that girl on stage?"

The old voice was full of interest and tireless: "Yes, the girl Zhou was a disciple of the tea fairy, and the tea she brewed can be described as the best in the world......

The best ...... in the world Azu blinked, he wasn't really interested in tea, and he couldn't see how powerful the girl was that week. But it was the tea fairy who brought a fairy word, which made him a little sensitive.

"Tea fairy, is it amazing?"

"Nature...... The tea fairy is said to be the immortal in tea, and in the tea ceremony, there is no one to match......"

The old man's voice was triumphant, as if to highlight how extensive his knowledge was. Azu couldn't see him, thinking that it should be an old face with flying eyebrows.

Azu thought about it, but asked again: "How does that tea fairy compare to that Danqing?"

"This ......," the old voice hesitated. "That should still be incomparable, Danqing is the first literati, that is, the art of tea alone, and the first ......"

Azu nodded, of course the old man couldn't see it. He knew that Danqing was a cultivator, far from being comparable to ordinary people, and naturally he was worthy of being the first literati......

"That week, the girl only offered tea to people who were destined, I don't know what this fate means?"

Azu was stunned for a moment, but it was Zhu Ying, who was sitting on the side, who asked, as if she was a little interested in this.