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Chapter 807 Who to capture?

An ordinary carriage drove into the bustling city of Yangzhou. The driver was a middle-aged man, dressed in Tsing Yi, neither shabby nor fancy.

There were many people on the street, and the carriages were coming and going. The curtains of the carriages were opened, revealing an elegant face with white temples and white beard. "Old Chen, where are you?"

The man driving the car responded: "Master, we have arrived at Yangzhou City."

The old man said with an excited expression: "Let me see."

I saw people coming and going on the street, which was extremely bustling and lively. Watching the fireworks in this world, I tasted the humanities and customs of this place...

Suddenly, he saw a huge crowd of people in a shop, and the shop was packed with people. The old man pointed his hand and said: "Old Chen, what is that for? Why is it so busy?"

"Master, let me ask."

The middle-aged man got off the horse and went to inquire about it before returning, "Sir, this is a shop that sells pickles."

The old man's stomach just happened to be growling and he said: "It's so lively and must be very delicious. Let's go down and join in the fun."

Just as the middle-aged man was about to go forward, the old man smiled and said: "Old Chen, let's line up behind us. We are new to this precious place. Don't lose your etiquette and make others laugh."

The reputation of Duke Yao in Yangzhou has been passed down from generation to generation, which makes people feel humble and self-examination.

Finally it was the old man's turn. The woman selling the goods smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, old man. They're sold out."

The old man was surprised: "Sold out?"

Seeing the regretful expression on the old man's face, the woman smiled and said, "Mr., are you from out of town?"

The old man smiled and nodded.

The woman smiled and said: "Well, there are no more ones for sale, and there are still some for you to eat. If you don't mind it, old sir, just try it. I can't let you, old sir, come here in vain."

"Okay, thank you very much."

She sat down on a small stool in the shop, and the woman served pickles. The so-called pickles were pickled raw vegetables, including pickled cucumbers, broccoli, cabbage hearts, and radishes. The colorful plate was really beautiful.

The woman smiled and said: "Old man, if you eat these pickles, you are half a Yangzhou native."

The old man chuckled: "Okay, okay." He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth to taste, but it was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue, completely losing his elegance.

The woman burst out laughing when she saw it.

When the middle-aged man saw the woman making fun of his master's embarrassment, his face turned cold and he was about to get angry, but the woman brought him a cup of tea and said, "Old sir, let's quench your thirst with a cup of tea."

The old man quickly took it, took a sip to relieve the spiciness, and then tasted it carefully. After finishing the cup, he said: "This tea is special, less astringent, more ripe and sweet, and it seems to be gentler in the mouth.

"

When the woman heard this, she smiled and said: "The old man must be a master of tea. One cup will reveal the specialness of this tea. Other outsiders can only say that it is strange. This is cooked tea, specially roasted with fire..."

After listening to the woman talking about the specialness of this tea, the old man marveled and asked, "Where can I buy it?"

The woman pointed forward: "In the tea shop in front of me, the tea seller is a little girl. What I drink is the tea head. The good leaves are more expensive, and the young leaves are even more expensive."

"Madam, can you have another drink?"

"certainly."

While drinking tea, the old man asked the woman, "Madam, how can I get to Xie's Mansion?"

"There are so many people with the surname Xie, old sir, which family are you asking about?"

"After Yao Qinggong of the Xie family in Kuaiji, the Xie family started."

The woman scratched her head gently: "I don't know you."

The old man was surprised when he heard this: "You don't even know Xie Yaoqing, how can you be from Yangzhou?"

The woman apologized and said with a smile: "Xie Yaoqing, I have heard many stories about him, but where exactly this descendant's family is is not something I, an ordinary person, should care about, and I am not familiar with him."

The old man asked: "You should know Qinglian Lane, right?"

"I know this one."

As the woman spoke, she showed the way to the old man.

After leaving the shop, the old man was puzzled all the way, and finally couldn't help but asked: "Old Chen, how could you, as a Yangzhou native, not recognize the Xie family?"

"Master, I don't know either. Maybe the Xie family is too low-key."

The old man chuckled: "I think so, low-key, low-key, very low-key."

The middle-aged man suddenly said: "Sir, I saw Caiwei Tea Shop, do you want to stop there?"

"certainly!"

He was about to buy it as a specialty and taste it, and then buy some as a home gift.

The vegetable seller is a tall, delicate and pretty woman, and there are other people in the shop helping.

"Little lady, I want to buy some of the best tea leaves."

The woman glanced at the old man and took out the best tea in the shop: "Old sir, let's talk about it first. It's a bit expensive. If the price is right, you can buy it."

The old man smiled: "As long as the tea is good enough, the price is not a problem."

The woman quoted the price, and the old man smiled: "It's really not cheap. You can buy a Huangshan Maofeng at this price."

The woman said: "Old sir, my tea is picked according to the requirements of sunshine and morning dew, so it is more expensive. Do you want it?"

The old man exclaimed: "With such strict conditions, the time spent picking tea is less than two hours a day."

The woman smiled and said, "Old sir, please take a look at the tea first."

After looking at the tea, the old man smiled and said: "Little lady, is this the best tea in your shop?"

The woman nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

The old man smiled and said: "These are not the tenderest leaf buds, and they are often damaged, and the quality is not the best."

The woman smiled and said: "The old gentleman is really picky. This is already the best tea in my shop."

The old man said: "I'm not picky, mainly because I want to give it away."

The woman looked like she didn't want to join in the purchase: "Old sir, do you still want it?"

"That's all."

The old man paid the money and took the tea, turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, he had an idea and turned around and asked, "My dear lady, do you know how to get to Xie's Mansion?"

The woman immediately blurted out: "Old sir, are you asking about Xie Mansion in Qinglian Lane?"

The old man suddenly became interested when he said, "Exactly."

The woman said enthusiastically: "I know it. I'll show you the way, old gentleman."

The old man was slightly surprised when he saw that the woman was so enthusiastic that she even gave up her business and wanted to lead him.

Before she could react, the woman turned around and walked into the tea shop. After a while, she came out with the tea bag, held it in both hands and handed it to the old man: "Mr., this is the best tea."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The old man said with a smile: "You said what I just bought is the best tea."

The woman didn't explain, she just opened the tea bag and showed it to the old man.

Before soaking in water, a fragrant and fragrant tea fragrance poured into your nose. You can see that the buds and leaves are tender, green and fragrant, and the appearance is that the leaves are in good shape without any defects. This is like picking out thousands of river mussels.

Only then can we find a big, round pearl.

This tea is the best among the best. The old man asked: "The fragrance is so strong, but it is picked according to the requirements of sunshine and morning dew?"

"yes."

After receiving the woman's affirmative answer, the old man sighed: "This is the rarest of rare things. I'm afraid I can't afford this tea."

The middle-aged man was surprised that there were things that the old man could not afford, but he did not know that some things were priceless and could not be measured with money.

The woman smiled playfully: "You don't need to spend a penny, sir, I just need a favor."

The old man said with interest: "Oh, what can I help you with?"

"The old gentleman is going to Xie's Mansion for a visit, so he can just take the little girl in for a walk."

"Is this really a strange request?"

"Does the old gentleman agree?"

The old man chuckled: "Send me a wooden peach and it's a deal."

The woman answered: "I'll repay you with Qiong Yao, you're so polite."

The old man smiled and said, "I can't tell you, a little girl buying tea, have read a book."

The woman's eyes revealed the beauty of literature: "Of course, I may not have read less books than the old gentleman."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "What a loud tone."

The woman said: "What about Bibi?"

The old man smiled and said: "Okay. Let me ask you, what do you mean by "a person as wise as the eye can see a hundred steps away but cannot see his own eyelashes"?"

The woman laughed and said, "The old gentleman made fun of me."

The old man laughed loudly: "If you can answer it, I won't make fun of you."

The woman responded: "You can't just look at others. You must first see yourself clearly before you can achieve your reputation."

The old man stroked his beard and nodded, yes, it is very rare for a little girl to be able to understand the text and understand its meaning.

"Sir, it's my turn. "If you want to conquer others, you must first conquer yourself. If you want to judge others, you must first judge yourself. If you want to understand others, you must first know yourself. "What should I do?"

After hearing this, the old man couldn't help laughing: "You little girl..."

The old man and the young man exchanged questions all the way, and the woman answered fluently, prompting the old man to ask: "Little lady, who taught you this talent?"

"Book."

The old man was surprised and said: "Taught yourself without a teacher? You are really a prodigy in reading."

The woman who said this made her blush slightly. If she had a husband, then Brother Li should be considered her husband. Among the books he lent her, Brother Li was afraid that she wouldn't understand, so he added notes one by one to let her know.

Read and understand.

Nowadays, I have read more books and become more knowledgeable, but it doesn’t have to be like this anymore.

Just as the woman was about to explain, the middle-aged man behind the carriage said in a deep voice: "Master!"

The two of them looked around and saw a pair of armored guards standing at the door of a mansion, standing in a vigilant position.

The woman said, "What happened?" There was worry and concern in her expression.

The old man said calmly: "Little lady, calm down."

Arriving in front of the mansion, the old man raised his head, glanced at the door plaque, and asked, "But this household?"

The woman nodded: "Yes!" She had already asked Li Er to find out clearly that Brother Li was the second son of Xie Mansion.

The guard at the door glanced at the three of them and said coldly: "Leave quickly! The governor is doing something!"

The middle-aged man was surprised when he heard this. The old man smiled and said, "I just want to see how he does things."

"Old man, didn't you hear? If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude."

The first-class guard was about to draw his sword as a warning, but before he could draw the knife, he was knocked down by the middle-aged man. The other first-class guards were startled, and as soon as they made a move with their hands, they were all knocked down in an instant.

The whole process took just a blink of an eye, and the old man had already entered the mansion first.

The Jia guards brought by Wang Zheng were confronting the Gu family soldiers.

This armored bodyguard is not a simple one. It is Wang Zheng's personal bodyguard. They are the elite among the imperial guards of the state capital. Each of them is one against a hundred.

Wang was waiting for the opponent to surrender, but he didn't know that the opponent's four guards directly showed their weapons, which was simply a provocation.

Wang Zheng said coldly: "Take it down. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!" Even if these four guards are good at martial arts, there is nothing that this armored guard can't take down, not to mention Wang Yu's pressure.

Just then a deep voice came: "Who to take down!"


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