Chapter 1: Du Feng

At noon, all kinds of vendors on the bustling street keep shouting, and all kinds of people come and go back and forth. It is a mortal city called Jiangcheng. Although people's lives are uneventful, they are also very satisfied.

"Young master, there's a new corner in the Bronze Bird Pavilion. It is said that the kite is played well, and it is still a beautiful billet! Would you like to go and see it?"

"I said Xiao Wu, you know a lot. Okay, I've been suffocated to death for the past month, let's take a look. After speaking, he asked the servant named Xiao Wu to lead the way, and followed by a few family members to the Tongque Pavilion.

Soon, the master and servant came to the Tongque Pavilion, and Director Wang, who had just entered the pavilion, came over and took the initiative to greet him: "Oh, Young Master Du, are you here? Look at the tea. "Young Master Du's name is Du Feng, the son of Du Yun, the largest tea merchant here, and Tongque Pavilion is the most famous tea house here, and it is a frequent place for rich children like Young Master Du to spend their time.

"I heard that you have a new role here, ask her to come out and play a song, and let my son get to know him. Du Feng sat down and took a sip of the tea sent by Xiao Er.

"Hehe, what Du Shao said is. But I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and when Chunlan finishes playing this song, the next one is Xiaoxiang. Shopkeeper Wang explained with a smile on his face.

"Xiaoxiang, good name. I want people to be as beautiful as their names. The corners of a young man's mouth were lightly raised, he put down the tea he had taken a sip of, opened the folding fan and shook it gently, and the long hair on his sideburns moved slightly in the wind. Du Feng looked sideways, this person was wearing a white gown, the gown was embroidered with gold silk threads, and the blue jade pendant was worn around his waist.

"Hey, is the eldest prince Ji?" Du Feng said, "How boring is the tea tasting, why don't you go drink together in a while?" This person's name is Ji Zhu, his father runs a cloth business, and the status of the Ji family in Jiangcheng cannot be underestimated.

Ji Zhu also looked at Du Feng's table and said with a smile: "I said Brother Du, last time I drank with you, I was scolded by my father very lightly." If you are punished, you can think about it, and you have to copy books. I heard that you were also allowed to go out just now, so let's go another day. The maid behind Ji Zhu couldn't help but smile bitterly, and secretly muttered a few times in her heart.

"Accident, accident, I said Xiaozhu. It's rare to meet, don't say such disappointing words. Du Feng looked embarrassed and hurriedly turned to the table. Just last month, Du Feng broke the white jade dragon elephant that his father wanted to give to Chen Yuanwai, and after being scolded by his father, he went to drink with his friends, among which he pulled Ji Zhu, because they grew up together since childhood, it was not easy to refuse, and as a result, several people drank too much, and they made a mess in the room, and the chaos knocked down the candlestick, and almost burned down the drunken immortal building. Zuixianlou has always had dealings with Chen Yuanwai in business, so it was such a trouble. Du Yun was very angry, so he locked him in the house and did not allow him to go out for a month.

"It's coming, it's coming. "It's beautiful. "With this confidant, I have no regrets in this life." There was a sudden commotion in the attic. Du Feng fixed his eyes and saw that this woman was really beautiful. Wearing a blue dress and a golden phoenix hairpin, she looks like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Xiaoxiang saluted around, and of course his gaze swept over Du Feng. I smiled at Du Feng deliberately or unintentionally, and began to play, at this moment, there was only the undulating sound of the piano in the attic, surrounded by the echo of the wind music. The world seems to be quiet. No matter what status, what status, the mind has been given a moment of peace.

After the song, Xiaoxiang saluted and left. Most of the people came for her, and as soon as this person left, most of the guests also left. Ji Zhu was also about to leave, but when he got up, he suddenly stopped, turned back to Du Feng and said, "It is rumored that the Sword Sect is recruiting disciples, and it will also come to our Jiangcheng next month." I don't know if Brother Du is interested. ”

"Nope. Du Feng's face suddenly turned cold.

"When the time comes, the younger brother will go, this is an opportunity. What mortal doesn't envy the ease of the Immortal Family?" Ji Zhu turned around and left. Du Feng lowered his head and was silent, "Yes, for this comfort." "Oops, what do you want to do with that, drink and go. Du Feng waved his hand and asked Xiao Wu to leave the Tongque Pavilion together.

Du Feng heard his father mention this matter, and mortals were full of respect and yearning for the immortal family. Because they have much more power and lifespan than mortals, mortals are fragile after all, no matter how big an official you are, how rich you are, or a king of mortals. In the long river of history, it is just fleeting.

Therefore, most parents hope that their children can worship the fairy gate, although they do not understand the world of immortals, but they all have a crazy pursuit of immortals. Moreover, the immortal sect came to the mortal world to recruit disciples based on qualifications, not family background. The adults of the whole city are looking forward to the arrival of the immortals, and if they are selected to be disciples, they will have the hope of becoming a dragon among people in the future, and they will have a light on their faces, which can be regarded as earning a breath for their ancestors.

After Du Feng left the Bronze Bird Pavilion, he turned around and came to the Drunken Immortal Tower. As soon as I entered the door, I felt countless pairs of eyes staring behind me, like pins and needles, and I felt uncomfortable. No, I just passed through the hall on the first floor and was about to go upstairs, but I was stopped by the tent: "Young Master Du, I haven't seen you for a long time, you came to drink alone today?" Du Feng glanced sideways, "What's wrong old man, you want to have a treat." "The small ones are just for the shopkeeper, and they can afford it." "Then what are you asking me for? It doesn't mean that you want to marry your daughter?" "Haha, Young Master Du is really joking, how can my little girl climb up to you, I just want to remind you, Master Du has ordered, and said .........."

"Look at me?" Du Feng glared at the tent angrily. "Don't dare, don't dare, I mean don't make the little ones sad. The tent man smiled wryly. Looking at Du Feng's back as he went upstairs, the tent wiped the cold sweat on his head with the corner of his clothes, alas, no one can afford to offend. A few days ago, when Master Du came, he had been refusing, but Master Du said that it was not good to say to the shopkeeper at this time, although he lost money, but when he went to someone's store and said that he was looking at his son, it would inevitably seem that the other party was stingy, and it was Lao Tzu who was in charge of his son.

However, Du Yun really couldn't take his son, so he had to pull down his old face, go to the place where his son often went to drink to say hello, and sell less wine to Du Feng. Fortunately, Du Yun has helped the villagers over the years of his wealth and left a good reputation. Although Du Feng will also poke some baskets on weekdays, fortunately, there is no major incident, and the villagers will not blame him too much.

Du Feng came to the second floor, found an empty private room to sit down, and beckoned: "Little Er, first come three pots of good wine, and then a roasted fish to taste." ”

After a while, Xiao Er came up with the dishes. "Young Master Du, the fish and wine you want. Du Feng spoke: "New here? I don't know how to count, I want three pots."

Xiao Er smiled embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, Young Master Du." You are limited to a maximum of one pot per day. Du Wei spurted out a mouthful of old blood, slapped the chopsticks he had just picked up on the table, and was about to get angry. Xiao Er hurriedly took a step back and said, "I said, Young Master Du, don't be embarrassed by you, I can't afford to offend anyone." ”