Qin Tian Prison Supervisor Zheng Su Shiyu handed three folds to the palace one after another, but they were all like mud cows entering the sea without any response.

It wasn't until the fourth day that the emperor assigned Huang Sanshi, the chief eunuch, to come over and give an edict. In a simple sentence, Su Shiyu, Song Zhiming and Zhang Fuxing were dismissed.

After receiving the emperor's will, the three of them were even more suspicious, the seven towers newly built in the imperial city of Tai'an, all of them were pressed on the life gate of Tai'an Feng Shui Yundao, why was the emperor not in a hurry?

After thinking about it, there is only one explanation that can be explained, so since this tower was built by Yun Zhongjun, he must have used some kind of rhetoric to convince the emperor.

Zhang Fuxing vaguely guessed that this matter should be inseparable from the East China Sea Martial Arts Association, and it was more likely to have a great relationship with Emperor Li Xian's meddling in the luck of the rivers and lakes. It's just that his cultivation is superficial, and he can't see through the mysteries in it, if his master Tianhe Jushi or his senior brother Zhang Mingjun can take a few glances in Tai'an, maybe he can also see some doorways.

It is believed that his nephew who has never met has left Xishu, and is now heading east, the situation in Xishu has changed greatly, Emperor Ziwei's star is rising, and the next few decades should be a thriving and prosperous situation, which may only make Emperor Li Xian speed up his plan. The rivers and lakes of the Central Plains are destined to be not peaceful.

The next day, Zhang Fuxing entered the palace to ask the emperor to resign as the national teacher, intending to return to his hometown. The emperor did not dissuade him much, and after some reward, he readily agreed.

Zhang Fuxing, who stepped down from the post of national teacher, simply packed up his salute, and the Taoist children who usually served him stayed in the temple, and when the next national teacher moved in, they still had to serve left and right.

Leaving Tai'an, Zhang Fuxing did not inform anyone, but outside the city, Song Zhiming accompanied his master Su Shiyu and waited in the Changting Pavilion for a long time.

It's rare to have someone who can speak, but from now on, there will be no one who can even speak.

Su Shiyu asked Zhang Fuxing if he would go back to Wudang immediately after leaving, Zhang Fuxing shook his head and said that he would go to Jiangnan Road first.

"Is it because of Yun Zhongjun?"

Song Zhiming got the news a few days ago, Yun Zhongjun left Tai'an City and went south, Zhang Fuxing did not go back to Wudang immediately after his resignation, but also went south, Song Zhiming guessed that it should be related to Yun Zhongjun.

"It's because of him. Yun Zhongjun won the emperor's trust, but no one in the Chinese Wu Dynasty knew about this person, and besides, with the seven towers he built, people should not be underestimated. ”

"That's true, there are still such Fu Dao people in Tai'an City, if it weren't for that fire, I'm afraid we wouldn't know when we entered the coffin. ”

Su Shiyu tightened his robe and nodded in agreement.

"Since you know that Yun Zhongjun is by no means an idle person, go and see what he is doing in Jiangnan, maybe you will know something useful, otherwise you will always feel at ease. ”

Zhang Fuxing has already faded away from the purple and yellow robe exclusive to the extremely noble national teacher, and changed into the usual blue color clothes, which is actually indescribably extraordinary.

"Second, I still have a nephew who I have never met, maybe I can meet in Jiangnan, and I still have to give a meeting gift, so as not to scold my nephew for being stingy when I talk about it in the future. ”

"That's a real possibility. ”

Song Zhiming knew who Zhang Fuxing's nephew was referring to, thinking about the young man's sharp teeth, he really couldn't say.

"Haha, I've heard Zhifang talk about that child before, and it's also a poor person. ”

Su Shiyu sighed, no matter whether people are in the rivers and lakes or not, many times they can't help it.

The weather was cold and the wind was cold, and Su Shiyu was already cold after standing in the long pavilion for a while, so Zhang Fuxing said goodbye and left.

Until Zhang Fuxing couldn't see the shadow on the official road, Su Shiyu remained in the long pavilion.

"Some people, even if they are not friends who know the roots, you still feel that it is worth your life to associate with such people. ”

Su Shiyu finally said slowly.

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The northerners are good for wine, and the southerners are good for tea.

Just like the northern taverns and wine shops, there are tea stalls everywhere in the south. There are those who boil water to make tea and open buildings, and there are also stalls on the street to sell tea.

There are good and bad wines, and there are good and bad teas.

The tea stalls that are placed on the side of the road to eat and drink ashes are certainly not the same as those hidden in the white porcelain jars on the cabinet in the store, but fortunately, there are good ways to sell them, and there are poor sales.

Running coolies from the south to the north, when the natural time is in a hurry, there is a mouthful of spittle, when passing by the tea stall, it is like meeting a savior, whether it is good or bad, first come to three bowls to quench your thirst, and then bring some tea leaves that are about to become slag when you leave, and boil some water when you are tired of hurrying, it is better than drinking raw water full of water alkali.

Yuhang a county in the old Tang Dynasty has a 20-mile spark, the scene of 30,000 rooms, since the founding of the Qiyuan Dynasty, it is extremely reborn and nourished the people, because although the war to destroy the Tang Dynasty is also poisoned by the war, but the stability has been restored to the blue scene.

After the winter, in addition to the business of the pavilion restaurant, the small business of the people on the street is inevitably some business withering, the weather is too cold and there are winter rains from time to time for a few days, and the road is not the lively scene of the past.

Taking advantage of the spring, summer, and autumn, those who are out have also collected their stalls early, but there are still stalls that go out every day all year round.

Lao Changtou is like this, he guards the stall in front of his house, and he doesn't know how many years of tea he has sold, so that people who have known him for many years don't remember what his real name is, and go to his stall to buy tea and shout "Lao Changtou" or "Tea Chang" directly.

It's not cold today, and it's warm in the sun when there's no wind, not to mention how comfortable it is.

The blacksmith who had just put out the stove packed up his things, and helped his mother-in-law hang a thick cotton coat on the door, and when the winter came, he let the snow and wind blow outside, and the house was as warm as the belly of the mother-in-law.

The tea leaves in the clay pot were about to reach the bottom, and the blacksmith said to his mother-in-law and went out to weigh some tea leaves from Lao Changtou.

But before he arrived at the door of Lao Changtou's house, he saw him cleaning up the small stall at the door from a distance.

"It's strange, why did you close the stall so early today?"

The blacksmith muttered a word, and did not go any further.

"You're coming to buy tea, too?"

The neighbors have lived in a neighborhood for so many years, and they are all neighbors and friends who have a very good relationship, and Lao Wei, who sells pork, is carrying half a catty of tea in his hand, and when he sees the blacksmith also coming here, he takes the initiative to wave hello.

"Yes, but it's already time to see that the old man has closed the stall. ”

The blacksmith also saw Lao Wei and responded with a smile.

"Hey, people have friends in the capital, so naturally we have to close the stall early and go back to entertain. ”

"Friends, or in the capital?"

The blacksmith had never heard of such a thing.

"Well, it's the real person wearing a brocade robe. ”

Lao Wei pointed over there to show the blacksmith, and the blacksmith looked over and sure enough, there was an old Taoist priest in rich clothes standing beside Lao Changtou.

"Lao Changtou is very powerful, there are still broad friends in the capital. ”

"Who says it's not, don't bother people, I bought half of the tea I bought for you. ”

As he spoke, Lao Wei opened the oil paper wrapped in the tea leaves.

On the other side, the old man who sells tea is carefully tidying up the stall.

Yun Zhongjun on the side was respectful, and his good attitude was even more respectful than those nobles in the palace.