Chapter Seventy-Three: Act I

After the two men had changed their clothes, the sun had not yet set in the west. Lao Dao sat at the stone table, drinking tea cup after cup.

In fact, he didn't eat at noon, and he has been using tea to slip his intestines since the morning.

In the old way, this Baohua meeting is "a grand event that has never been seen in Weicheng" -- the great painter from Jinghua and the only son of a wealthy family who has been favored for generations will lose face when he comes here!

I won't use the mat of the main store of Mu Nanju!

――It must be a first-class table in Qionghua Building!

One seat, fifty taels of silver!

He Liu Laodao lived to this age, and he had never eaten fifty taels of silver. At all costs...... This time, it's time to feast!

Li Yunxin felt funny when he looked at him like this, but he could always understand it. He ordered wine and food from Mu Nanju on the corner of the street and put it on the stone table to eat slowly.

He didn't like to drink alcohol before. But after coming to this world, I liked it.

But he doesn't like to drink spirits yet, and only loves Mu Nanchun's Mu Nanju - according to his taste, it is around ten degrees. There are fresh fruity and cereal aromas. He drank one or two at a time as a soothing nerve.

Because I've been so tired lately.

Although I stayed in the yard, I ...... His thoughts, except for sleep, never stopped.

He's trying to make an important decision. This decision was contrary to his original intention of coming to Weicheng. However, after all, the situation was here and there, because he realized that the ninth prince had some other secrets besides the identity of the "ninth son's kiss".

Then yesterday I met Ling Kongzi at Qiao's house. Li Yunxin is a person...... The conscious mind is relatively dark. So it's hard for him to believe in such a thing as "coincidence". The Taoist monk bumped into him and knew that he was not a mortal. This matter is not solved...... His identity is not secure.

But if you think about it deeper, you can't keep your identity safe, it's just to save your life. There are many other ways to save your life......

He's trying to avoid a bad outcome, get a good outcome. However, many times, the success or failure of a thing depends on luck in addition to strategy. Knowing this, he made the worst plan at the beginning - using Li Yaosi and Qiao's family as experiments to test a certain method.

Now that that method has been proven, he is about to really start planning for his future.

originally waited for more than ten years, but was suddenly hunted down. And then there came one after another guys who might have bad intentions towards them and were capricious.

It is said that pressure is the driving force to move forward, but he doesn't want this kind of pressure at all.

Rather than carefully looking at other people's faces to survive and pray that they will not be eaten......

He preferred that the wicked man would play it himself.

Tonight...... It will probably be the first act of the next big play.

He had to achieve the first goal.

......

......

As night falls, the lights come on.

Tonight's venue is really as Liu Laodao said, and it was chosen in Qionghua Building.

Since you dare to use such a name, and it is really famous in a place like Weicheng, this Qionghualou is really not just "magnificent" can be described.

Therefore, when Li Yunxin and Liu Laodao walked for nearly half an hour and came to the outside of this building, he was very surprised.

He used to live in a mountain village, and then in the wilderness. came to Weicheng to live in Liu Laodao's Dragon King Temple, and rarely came to such a prosperous place. Therefore, the general impression of the architecture of this era is that "beauty is beautiful, and there is also an ancient style, but after all, it is limited to technical conditions, which can only make the ancients sigh at this time, but can not make themselves sigh".

But the first time he saw this building, Li Yunxin knew that he still underestimated the world after all.

Almost every floor of the Qionghua Building has no walls—each floor is like an enlarged version of a pavilion, with a 360-degree panoramic view, supported only by vermilion wood columns painted with gilded patterns of flowers and birds. Just looking at this first floor, you can fit three Mu Nanju main stores. Then the upper layer is slightly shrunk to the sixth layer, and the gilded treasure top is covered. At this time, the top and the window have been lit with thick incense candles, reflecting the whole Qionghua Building in the night, really like the pagoda in the hands of the immortals.

Downstairs is already full of traffic. At a glance, all kinds of luxury cars and horses gather in the streets, and small people wearing various colors and decorations walk back and forth.

There were the dignitaries and ladies dressed in silk and satin who walked towards the main gate surrounded by servants, and the guards in distinct clothes and armor scanned the surroundings with blazing eyes.

After he came to Weicheng, he walked around the streets and knew that it was not surprising that ordinary people were dressed up, and he could only be described as "rich".

But at this time, seeing the scene in front of Qionghua Building, even people like him felt "jeweled" and "colorful". That's what it should be......

The "high society" of Weicheng is right.

He and Liu Laodao turned out of a small alley. As soon as I walked out of the alley, I saw such a scene, and I only felt that a noise was rushing towards me like a tidal wave.

Liu Laodao looked a little distracted, and couldn't help but stop.

But Li Yunxin didn't like this kind of "liveliness" -- at this time, the streets were only paved with bluestone slabs, and there was still yellow earth on both sides. It didn't rain for many days, and it didn't dry out in the morning. There were not only people and servants in this street, but also people who had come from the city to see the bustle.

When there are many people, the sounds of shouting, selling, and children's cries are mixed together. Others ate the pits of melons and fruits, and the sewage from unknown sources, were also scattered on the ground......

It's noisy and dirty.

The two of them walked out of the alley, and unlike those officials and wealthy businessmen, who had chariots and horses to open the way on the stone street, they were only stunned for a moment at the entrance of the alley, and the brand-new upper and the corners of the clothes were already covered with a thin layer of dust.

He sighed, grabbed the corner of Lao Dao's clothes, and was about to walk out of the crowd of onlookers on both sides, cross the street, and enter the Qionghua Building.

But after pulling for a while, the old way did not move.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Liu Lao Dao, look at his robe, and look at the Qionghua Building, and the people in front of the building. The previous radiant expression was gone, but now it looked a little shrunken.

He raised his hand as if he wanted to wipe his forehead with his sleeve, but after glancing at the people on both sides, he put it down.

"Brother Xin'er......" Liu Laodao snorted for a while and said, "Otherwise...... I'm not going......"

Seeing him like this, Li Yunxin stopped talking.

He looked at Liu Laodao and was silent for a while.

Of course, it's just a momentary distraction. Because of the appearance of this old way, the scene of today......

It coincided with a certain scene and a certain person in his memory.

Even though it was only for a very short moment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lao Dao thought that he was angry with himself, and hurriedly said, "Alas...... Brother Xin, I am old...... I'm actually ...... Alas......"

But before he finished speaking, Li Yunxin suddenly laughed. Liu Laodao saw him smiling, and for some reason felt that something was wrong.

I used to see Li Yunxin laughing, but most of them were "dismissive", "unfathomable", "cruel and yin", and "absent-minded" laughter.

However, at this moment, Liu Laodao felt ......

In this dark and noisy alleyway, there was indeed a very warm smile on his face.

Then I heard Li Yunxin say, "It's nothing." There's me......"

I don't know if it's because it's too noisy, or if I'm too nervous.

Liu Laodao felt that he also saw that after Brother Xin said this, his lips moved gently and quickly, and he spit out a word. His gaze seemed to penetrate himself for a split second, looking elsewhere or at someone else.

That word seems to be ......

Grandfather.