It has been raining in Hengxiang for three consecutive days. Judging from the weather, it seems that it will continue.
The various situations and disturbances in the human world can be washed away by the heavy rain. The remaining two or three are those who have to run for survival.
While running around, occasionally stopping, the storyteller's voice could be heard crisply along with the stroking board.
One word spread to ten, and ten spread to hundreds. Under the vast and thick dark clouds and heavy rain, the sound spread more and more widely and spread to more versions. There were thousands of rumors, but they all revolved around two names, one was Ali and the other was Dongping Academy.
The man's carriage drove into Hengxiang and rested in a simple teahouse. He heard the delivery men who were resting talking incessantly.
The attendant went to get a bowl of hot water and brought it to the man to take the medicine. The man raised his hand slightly and said, "It's not urgent."
He was sitting in a corner, quiet and peaceful, and could hear the sounds in the teahouse clearly.
The simpler the teahouse, the more information can be obtained. The scalding hot water gradually cooled down, and the people in the lobby also changed several times. The man's face always had a gentle expression, without any signs of disturbance.
Since I had given enough money, the waiter did not come to urge me, but the sky was getting darker and darker, and it was necessary to close early on a rainy night. The shopkeeper came in person: "Your Majesty..."
The man smiled elegantly and said: "Okay."
He stood up from the corner. He was half a head taller than an ordinary man. He was slim and had long hair like soft black satin. He was dressed in a purple robe and had a deep and restrained demeanor, which was extremely steady.
The candlelight illuminated his face clearly, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but let out a "yeah".
What a handsome man, with deep eyebrows, starry eyes, a very straight bridge of nose, and the contours and bone structure of his face, impeccable, just like in a painting.
"Your Majesty," the shopkeeper raised his hand, "Your Majesty, you are really beautiful!"
One is that I am amazed by his appearance, and the other is the contrast caused by his mute voice and ugly hands.
The man smiled and said, "Thank you, shopkeeper, for the compliment. We'll leave now."
The attendant stepped forward and put the coat in his hands on him, but something fell out of the man's body.
"I'll do it, I'll do it," the shopkeeper said, leaning down to pick it up for him enthusiastically.
When I handed it to the man, I saw something like this. It was a small brocade box with a familiar signature on it.
"I'm here to see you again, sir." the shopkeeper said with a smile.
"Oh?" The man also laughed, "Shopkeeper, do you know Mr. Chen Youjian?"
"The name of my store was chosen by Mr. Chen," the shopkeeper said, "it's called Jingyun Tower."
"This brocade box is not mine," the man said, looking at the box. "It was given to me by an old friend of mine. I saw it looked good, so I kept it. By the way, I heard that Mr. Chen is now working at Dongping University?
"
"Yes, after Dongping Academy moved here, Mr. Chen became a teacher at Dongping Academy. This time something happened to Dongping Academy, Hengxiang would suffer miserably. But fortunately, Miss Ali let it go. If anyone dares to touch
She will never get along with anyone at Dongping Academy!"
The man smiled and said, "Miss Ah Li is amazing. She is so young that countless men are chasing after her."
"Oh, she comes and goes without a trace. I don't know when Hengxiang came or when she left. I have no chance to entertain her. But no matter what, we Hengxiang shouldn't be able to do it now.
Something is terribly wrong.”
"Yeah." The man nodded.
At this time, someone came in from outside and shouted: "Old Xu! Tea! Is there any tea?"
The shopkeeper turned around, smiled, and shouted: "Yes, yes! I'll get it right now!"
After that, he said to the man: "Look, I just told you to meet Mr. again, and his entourage came to get tea."
"See, sir, you like to drink the tea here?" the man said with a smile.
"That's not true, that's why I had to name my teahouse," the shopkeeper said, "I'll go get the tea!"
The shopkeeper walked towards the back hall.
I saw Mr.'s entourage standing at the door, shaking off water from their bamboo hats and raincoats.
After shaking it, he felt something and turned back to look at the tall man behind him.
The time is a little unclear, but you can still feel that the man is extremely handsome and gentle.
Everyone loves beauty, so he couldn't help but take a few glances at her, but he saw the other person smiled at him and walked towards her.
"Are you Mr. Youjian's attendant?" The man's voice was hoarse, which did not match his appearance.
"Yes, yes, I am Mr. Youjian's attendant." The attendant said, looking at him with eyes. The closer he got, the more amazing he became. He was calm and elegant, with a unique grace.
"Mr. Youjian and I have a mutual friend," the man said with a smile. "He lives in Longdan Mountain, very close to Shuangjiang Palace. Three miles to the west is the rumored extremely mysterious Longyuan."
The attendant sounded strange and frowned and said: "Oh..."
"Another sister, Mrs. Chen?" the man asked again.
"Yes." The attendant nodded.
"Alas," the man sighed softly, "Speaking of which, they and my friend have been friends for several years."
The entourage found it baffling. He looked very handsome, but his words were really strange.
"What's your surname?" the attendant asked, "What's the name of your friend? I'll go back and ask my master if he knows you."
"My surname is Shen," the man smiled, "My friend's surname is Qiao."
"Qiao?" The attendant's expression changed slightly and he said again, "Qiao?"
"Well, my friend met Mr. Youjian in Qianqiu Palace."
The attendant nodded. He had never heard of Qianqiu Palace.
But this Joe...
"What's wrong with you?" The handsome man looked at him, "Why did you mention the surname Qiao? This look on your face..."
The follower shook his head and covered it up: "Nothing."
It's just that the surname "Qiao" is indeed unusual for the master.
The master and his sister Chen have always been secretive about the surname "Qiao". Although the entourage did not dare to ask more questions, they were curious and therefore became sensitive to this surname.
"Come on, come on!" The shopkeeper took the tea leaves, came out quickly, and said with a smile, "I guess Mr. Chen has almost finished drinking the tea leaves. I didn't expect that it was so dark and it was raining so hard that Mr. Chen would still drink it."
If I had told you to come, I would have sent someone this afternoon."
"It's okay, it's okay," the attendant came over and said with a smile, "It's just a quick trip, it's very close!"
The account was written down first, and the attendant checked it briefly and made sure it was OK, then put it in his arms, put on his bamboo hat and left.
Before leaving, I couldn't help but look at this frail and handsome young man again.
It was difficult for him to see anything in the other party's deep eyes.
He is very strange, but he is really good-looking, the follower thought to himself.
The shopkeeper watched the entourage leave, walked over with a smile, and said, "What a coincidence. I just mentioned seeing Mr. again, and his entourage came right away."
The handsome young man smiled and did not answer.
The rain is like a rushing river pouring down, with large basins and small basins, and thousands of beads falling together.
He clasped his left hand behind his back and looked up into the dim skylight.
It's not a coincidence. For him, God's calculation is inferior to that of man. He believes in man, not God.
After all, God has never treated him favorably.
"Li'an," said the handsome young master, "go and order the carriage to come."
