It was slightly bright, so Hongzhi left carefully through the small side door. Since he could not leave the city at night, it was safer to stay in Liang Mansion for one night.
But before he left, he looked back at the Liang Mansion. For some reason, he felt that the house had a more twilight air.
At this moment, he suddenly understood Liang Ying. He was indeed not as good as him. If he were put in his position, he would never be able to reach his level.
Hongzhi couldn't help but shook his head, clearing this emotion out of his mind, then clasped his hands together and softly recited the Dharma mantra.
"Amitabha."
After he collected himself, he left quickly. Today, he had to quickly inform his master of the news that Liang Ying had told him. His first task was to bring back the rare medicinal materials that Liang Ying had secretly intercepted.
As for the second matter, which is Liang Ying's personal ambition, I don't know how the temple will react, but no matter what, I will just report it and leave the rest to the temple to decide.
Hongzhi left in a hurry, but he didn't notice that there was a person looking at him on the corner of the street, with a slightly playful smile on his lips, and he was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect to meet Hongzhi here.
This person is none other than Liang Sheng, who came out of Yichun Tower early in the morning. At this moment, he feels refreshed. After all, he has not felt so comfortable in ten years.
Liang Sheng glanced at Hongzhi's leaving figure and then at the direction he came from. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. Why did Hongzhi come to the Liang family? The relationship between them was not good.
But the next moment, Liang Sheng threw this idea out of his mind, because no matter what Hongzhi did, it had nothing to do with him, so why should he worry about it?
Liang Sheng felt extremely relaxed walking on the street now. He was no longer the submissive and insecure person he once was.
At this time, he has broken through the ninth level of the acquired world. It can be said that as long as he does not seek death, he can have no scruples in Jinzhou City.
At this time, he walked to the street he used to walk. At that time, every time he came out of Yichun Building, he would always eat a bowl of wontons from the street, but he didn't know if the stall was still there.
When he walked to the old wonton stall, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, because in the distance he saw the two-character cloth flag "Zhou Ji" dancing lightly in the wind on the bamboo pole.
It's just that the wonton stand has turned into a shop, and the owner has also changed his appearance. He is a slightly weathered middle-aged man, not the old Zhou Tou in his memory.
Liang Sheng sat down under the warm greeting of the shop owner. Apart from him, there was only one other woman busy, probably the shop owner's wife.
"Sir, what do you want?"
Liang Sheng was in a daze at this time, because he saw two memorial tablets placed in the middle of the shop, and green smoke curled from three sticks of incense in the incense burner.
When the middle-aged shopkeeper saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, "That's the memorial tablet of my parents. All the regular patrons in the store know it. However, if the customer is taboo, I can take you to the inner hall."
Liang Sheng shook his hand when he heard this. He saw that there was an empty table under the memorial tablet and it was surrounded by people. He couldn't help asking: "Why is this?"
"Oh, that's the seat where my benefactor used to sit, but I don't know who it is. I only know that my benefactor's surname is Liang.
When my late father was still alive, he often said that if it weren’t for my benefactor, I would have been dead long ago. My late father asked me to keep my seat empty, and now it has become a habit."
When Liang Sheng heard this, he seemed to see the scene more than thirty years ago, when he came out of Yichun Tower early in the morning and came here to eat wontons as usual.
But the stall owner looked panicked. The child in his arms was already unconscious and he had no intention of making wontons.
Liang Sheng didn't think much about it at the time, he just threw a handful of broken silver and asked Ma San to take his father and son to the hospital in his own carriage.
Naturally, he didn't know what happened next. He only remembered that every time he came to the wonton stall, the stall owner would add an extra portion of haggis to make the wontons more delicious.
In the past, Liang Sheng would say that the stall owner was good at doing business. After all, Liang Sheng was not a person who took advantage of others, so he would give him some extra money every time.
Thinking of this, Liang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and then he came back to his senses and said, "Shopkeeper, bring me a bowl of wontons, a handful of green onions, three sprinkles of salt and pepper, and a plate of haggis."
The shop owner was startled when he heard this. This was a way of eating that only regular customers knew, but he was sure that he had never seen him before.
However, despite his doubts, the shopkeeper quickly brought the wontons to the table. When the wontons were in his mouth, Liang Sheng couldn't help but nodded. It still tasted the same as before, but he was no longer the same person.
Then another customer came into the shop, and the shopkeeper hurriedly went to greet him. When he came out, Liang Sheng was no longer there, but there was a handful of broken silver on the table. He quickly put it away, but fortunately no one noticed around him.
Today he made a fortune. This handful of broken silver was probably worth half a month's income. He was so pleasantly surprised that he didn't notice that there were two extra sticks of incense in front of the memorial tablet in the store.
Walking on the street, Liang Sheng felt a little emotional, but he quickly put these emotions behind him, because this situation would happen often in the future.
As time goes by, everyone just becomes a passer-by in their own lives, only you are immortal.
Liang Sheng, who had calmed down, no longer felt sad at this time, and went straight to Zhang Rongjun's teahouse with a good direction.
Since he arrived in Jinzhou City, he had to drink a cup of Zhang Rongjun's tea. Although he didn't know that he had been there, he could feel at ease.
When we arrived at the teahouse, there were not many empty seats inside. Even at this time, we can imagine how popular the business of Zhang Rongjun and his son's teahouse was.
As soon as Liang Sheng entered the door, the waiter immediately came to greet him with a warm smile and said, "Sir, please come inside."
When Liang Sheng sat down, he ordered a pot of Tieguanyin and some food, and then listened to the stories told by the storyteller in the teahouse. The tea tasted fragrant in his mouth.
Great tea!
From the corner of his eye, he could see Zhang Yuntai behind the counter, holding a ledger as if she was keeping accounts.
This boy is becoming more and more calm. If nothing happens, the Zhang family seems to have no worries for the rest of their lives.
At this moment, Liang Sheng's ears moved slightly, but he heard an almost inaudible scream.
The people around him didn't react at this time. Liang Sheng couldn't help but frown. If there was a murder in the teahouse, there might be some trouble.
Boy, just ask your uncle to do you a favor, and you won’t have been called uncle for several years in vain.
Liang Sheng turned to look at the box next door, but he just wanted to stand up and then sat down again. He frowned at this time. Things were not what he thought.
But he was also a little helpless. Why was it that Jinzhou City, which had been peaceful for ten years, was in trouble again just after he came out of the mountain?
Do you have a bad star in your life?
Liang Sheng no longer wanted to drink tea at this time. Why did the Liang family do this? Did he want to fight the Wu family to the death?
However, what is the benefit of this to the Liang family? As long as both sides take action, no matter what the outcome is, the winner will definitely injure the enemy one thousand and lose eight hundred to himself.
unless……
Thinking of seeing Hongzhi leaving Liang Mansion in the morning, Liang Sheng's heart moved. At this moment, the door of the private room in the teahouse that had just emitted an almost inaudible scream opened.
Two people walked out of it, one of them turned pale, but before leaving, he nodded to the other and left without looking back.
Seeing this, Liang Sheng couldn't help but shake his head. As soon as he came out of the mountain, chaos broke out in Jinzhou City. How could he be so unlucky?