Mr. Lan left the Xuanyuan family teahouse and was not in a hurry to return to the Feng family villa. He walked along the street facing the cold wind. After walking for a while, he received a phone call and rushed to an old tea street.
There are several old streets in Beijing that once had the most teahouses. With the development of the times, the street management projects have also kept pace with the times and become diverse. However, there are still a small number of time-honored teahouses that have not changed their businesses.
The taxi taking Mr. Lan into the old street slowed down and looked for the teahouse designated by the customer. He found the place and stopped along the edge.
After paying the fare, Mr. Lan straightened his clothes, walked slowly to the door of the old teahouse with a brick and wood structure, opened the curtain to block the cold wind, and entered the lobby with the wind pushing inward.
The tea boy warmly welcomed the guests, and Mr. Lan went straight to the second floor with ease, telling the tea boy: "Mei Zi Yajian."
"It turns out to be Mr. Lan. Please invite me. The second young master will be here soon." The tea boy didn't know who the distinguished guest was, but when he heard the guest reported to the private room, he knew who it was. He sent the guest to the stairs and watched him go up.
Go and order tea to be made.
Lan Shao climbed to the second floor, found the elegant room with the word plum, and pushed in. The elegant room had been prepared and tidied up. There were ancient vases in the Duobao Pavilion, and the four-season potted plants on the pot racks were lush.
The table is surrounded by a kotatsu and exquisite tea sets are placed.
Before the host came, Mr. Lan went to the guest seat of the kotatsu and sat down. A charcoal fire was burning in the basin inside the kotatsu, giving off a warm atmosphere.
He only sat for a short while, and the tea boy brought four-color cakes and four-color fruits. Furthermore, he brought a small stove for boiling water and placed it not far from the kotatsu, and put the water for making tea on the stove.
After cooking, set out a small table, put hot and cold water on it, bring in smokeless charcoal for making fire, water and dishes for washing hands.
After getting the items, the tea boy quietly exited.
A few minutes later, another young man in his thirties entered the teahouse. He was wrapped in a black windbreaker. He looked as straight as a green pine tree, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips slightly pursed, and calm and elegant eyes as he looked around.
The eyes contain the cold and sharp light of the sword.
When the tea boy who welcomed guests saw the young master of the Dongfang family arriving, he respectfully replied: "Second Young Master, Young Master Lan is upstairs."
"Oh." The young man said calmly, and went straight to the second floor. He climbed up to the second floor and took off his coat. Wearing only a white shirt, he walked to the Meiziya Room and stepped in.
"Qingxi, you're a little late."
"Master Fang, it's not that I came late, it's that you came too early." Master Lan knew that Master Fang was referring to the fact that the Nalan family arrived in Beijing a little late.
"If there are no outsiders, just call me Dongfang King Kong. I am called Fang Shao Fang Shao. I have been called so many times that I almost thought my surname was really Fang."
Mr. Fang walked to the kotatsu and threw his coat on an empty chair. He washed his hands, sat down at the main seat, and picked up the steaming pot of boiling water from the stove to wash the tea set with boiling water.
"Both each other. King Kong, I haven't seen you for more than two years, but you have become more and more free and easy." Mr. Lan also smiled and took off his coat and threw it on the empty chair.
"That's it, it's not easy to come out and take a breath. If I don't be more relaxed, I will suffocate to death."
Mr. Fang washed the tea set, took out the tea leaves, brewed the tea, and divided the tea.
Mr. Lan took the tea and took a sip. The clear green Biluochun tea soup was fresh and sweet.
"Have you visited Mr. Xuan?" Mr. Fang took a sip of tea and helped the guest to refill.
"I originally planned to post a post tomorrow, but the place recommended for dinner today was Xuanyuan's restaurant. I happened to meet Young Master Xuanyuan in person, and then went to the teahouse to meet him formally."
"How was the discussion?"
"No, as you know, I am familiar with the fifth young master Xuanyuan, and I have no personal relationship with the young master of the Xuanyuan family. Young master Xuan's cultivation has also improved greatly, which is really embarrassing for a person with mediocre qualifications like me."
"That guy is just a weirdo. You can't judge by common sense." When it comes to Young Master Xuanyuan's cultivation, Fang Shao can't help but feel sad and depressed. That guy's talent and understanding are too high. He is obviously several years younger than them, but his cultivation is later.
The person who is on top is heart-wrenching just thinking about it.
"Indeed." Lan Shao felt worried and stopped thinking about those things. He returned to the topic: "You all have noses like dogs, and you act on the wind. Will you gain anything by going to Beijing early?"
"None." When mentioning the purpose of coming to Beijing, Mr. Fang became even more depressed: "The He family has done a good job of keeping secrets. No one can be found at all. The only clue is the disciple of the old man. Unfortunately, the old expert from the Lianjun General Hospital
I chased him and asked him, but he didn’t reveal even a single word. Now I’m just waiting.”
"Waiting stiffly? Does that mean he's showing off a little bit?"
"Probably because he was annoyed by the questioning, Mr. Yan only revealed that if he wanted to find someone to treat his great-grandmother, he should wait patiently. When the person is happy, he will naturally show up."
"This doesn't mean I didn't say it."
"Yes, but if there is any way, we can't put a knife to his neck and force him. Anyone who dares to do that is tantamount to forcing the old man to fall out."
"Have you met Mr. Yan?"
"No, Mr. Yan has a public official position and is now studying at Qingdao University. According to reliable information, I heard a few days ago that for some unknown reason, many people are eyeing Mr. Yan. It is not convenient for people like us to meet him."<
/p>
"I met Mr. Yan and his friends at Mr. Xuan's place today for dinner. After chatting for a while, I also want to invite you to go to Qingda University this weekend and ask him to have tea. From this point of view, I have to postpone the date.
After."
"It's better to wait until later. It's better to meet again when there is a suitable opportunity."
"King Kong, you are well-informed. Have you ever heard of any family in the ancient martial arts world that has a female genius?"
"Girl genius? The Dongfang family has my sister Dongfang Jinzhi, the Ji family has the ninth lady Ji Jiufeng, the Tantai family has Tantai Mixue, and the Lu family has Lu Lingshuang. As far as I know, only a few can be considered geniuses.
, the qualifications of other female ancient martial arts practitioners are not considered geniuses."
"Besides these, are there any new rising stars, such as talented girls who are about twelve or thirteen years old?"
"Those who are less than twenty years old, only Helian Qinghe, who has a concubine in the Helian family outside Guan, can barely match the number. However, that person is also seventeen years old. I heard that he is tall, slender, and has flowing hair.
Beauty, I will take the college entrance examination next year and may come to the capital to study at university."
"It shouldn't be that one, I'm talking about a girl with short hair who looks like a boy, very pretty and petite."
"If it's not from the Helian family, I don't know. As far as I know, there is no girl of the right size in each family."
"So, does the old man or his friends have any female disciples?"
"No."
"This is a bit strange," Mr. Lan put one arm across his waist and stroked his chin with the other, looking thoughtful: "When I met Mr. Yan today, one of his friends should be his hair, the third young master of the Liu family, and the other
That's the little girl I'm talking about. That little girl had extremely high cultivation at a young age. Because the young man from the Feng family provoked her, the little girl used a chopstick to tap on his acupuncture points, which made Mr. Feng unable to move."
"Acupuncture?" Mr. Fang almost thought he heard wrongly: "You are not mistaken, the little girl knows acupuncture?"
"Yes, it's an acupuncture hand. She tapped the numb acupoints of the Feng family boy. Later, I did it myself. The little girl's attack speed was very fast. Putting herself in her shoes, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to completely avoid it.
Moreover, when the little girl takes action, I can’t detect any fluctuations in my internal energy.”
"A little girl of 12 or 13 years old knows how to do acupuncture? Are you lying to me? How deep can the inner strength be at the age of 12 or 13? My sister is considered a leader. She only started to practice at the age of fourteen. She practiced hard for three years and only started practicing at the age of seventeen.
You can only master the acupuncture technique at the age of twenty-five with a little bit of internal strength. Not to mention women, not all of us who are very talented in the family have mastered the acupuncture technique. If the person you are talking about really has internal strength at the age of twelve or thirteen
, wouldn’t that be outrageous?”
Mr. Fang really couldn't believe the fact that a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl had internal power. If internal power was so easy to cultivate, why did ancient martial arts decline? Some things were even lost.
Girls under the age of sixteen have internal strength and can tap acupuncture points, which is no different from Arabian Nights. If it really does exist, then they, the geniuses of the ancient martial arts family, have no face to show off to others, so they can hang themselves.
Young Master Fang felt that Fourth Young Master Nalan must have misunderstood. She was probably an old woman of several decades pretending to be young. These days, cosmetics can turn decay into magic. It can turn Sister Feng into a beauty.
It doesn’t matter how old a girl is.
"You don't believe it, and I don't believe it either, but my intuition tells me that the child is not old. You know, people like us have very good intuition. I believe in my intuition."
"You know how to tap acupuncture points at the age of twelve or thirteen..." Fang Shao murmured to himself, lost in thought. If a child of twelve or thirteen years old really develops internal strength, he will truly be a genius among geniuses, worthy of every ancient martial arts family or
The sect cultivates it wholeheartedly.
If the real child is not a descendant of the Guwu family, could he be a disciple of the Hidden Sect?
Most of the hidden sects have profound foundations. Once you find a child with excellent talent and high understanding, and supplement it with various resources and blessings, it will be easy to make rapid progress.
He was not just guessing, but based on evidence. For example, Mr. Yan, Old Shan Weng was a member of a certain hermit sect, and he retreated to the mountains to practice. It was not until he took his disciples to participate in the ancient martial arts conference that the spiritual world knew that there was a successor to Old Shan Weng.
p>
This time, which Hidden Sect disciple returns to the world?
Mr. Fang felt that since Mr. Yan recognized the little girl, it meant that his school must have some connection with the old man and Mr. Yan. In this way, it would be easier to investigate.
Mr. Lan shrugged: "So far, no one knows the details of the Guwu girl that Mr. Yan knows."
"There is no information about a new star in the ancient martial arts world in my news, nor is there any record of Yan Shaoxin's acquaintance with a genius girl in ancient martial arts."
"Based on visual inspection, that little girl's background is a bit mysterious. King Kong, are you interested in discovering the ins and outs behind the genius?"
“If you want to share information, just say so, why bother beating around the bush.”
"This is called euphemism."
"Come on, it's okay to be tactful and reserved here. If you are still so tactful and reserved in front of the female genius of the Tantai family, be careful of regretting it one day."
Lan Shao suffocated slightly: "We won't talk about romance today, let's drink tea."
"Drink tea."
The two of them drank tea with each other, not talking about romance, but just talking about their feelings as friends, and they didn't leave until they were all exhausted.
This chapter has been completed!