Jiang Shenglin's medical consultation location is in Xuanlin Tower.
Almost no one in the martial arts world knew that he was good friends with Li Sui. They all thought that Doctor Jiang was a vagrant and hard to find. As for his temperament, there was no one sure thing.
Zhu Yanyin had read a lot of Jianghu novels in the past few days. The miraculous doctors in the novels were all very fierce. They would threaten patients to become impotent or bald if they disagreed with them. This made him feel a little stressed. He was afraid that Jiang Shenglin was the same type, so he thought about whether he should bring some mountain delicacies and supplements with him. As the saying goes, you should not hit someone who gives you a gift.
Zhu Xiaosui smoothed the hem of his clothes carefully and said, "It's still early, why don't I accompany you to the dry goods store?"
Zhu Yanyin took the hat from the side, and when the wind blew, the long gauze fluttered in all directions.
After he left the house, the eyes of the people in the martial arts world followed him. After a night of rumors, the relationship between Second Master Zhu and Grand Palace Master Li had become inseparable. They didn't ask to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but to die on the same day of the same month of the same year. The inside story was shocking.
Zhu Xiaosui complained: "Why are these people staring at us again?"
Zhu Yanyin replied, "Just stare at me, because everyone else is wearing a neat shorts, but I am the only one covered by three or five layers of Jiangnan brocade gauze. It's out of place, so it's naturally conspicuous. It's better to change into something lighter tomorrow."
Zhu Xiaosui: "... No, you can't wear coarse linen clothes. The reputation of the Zhu family in Jiangnan cannot be lost!"
The sun was rising outside, and the warm light was shining through the dust and fog, caressing the large black and gray city walls and houses. The Golden City was heavy and steady, and the houses and carriages were all blown by the desert sand and looked particularly mottled and old. So when standing on the high tower and looking down, the only bright and jumping thing in the sight was the second son Zhu, who was walking on the long street, wrapped in cloud brocade gauze and snow-white and noble.
The people were looking at him.
People in the underworld are watching him.
The cult's spies were also watching him.
The Wulin League was making a big fuss to attack the Burning Fire Palace, so Chi Tian would not sit still and wait for death. He had already sent people to sneak into Jincheng. At this time, they were hiding in the dark, staring at the dry goods shop without blinking. Zhu Yanyin was not satisfied with the goods after picking them for a long time, so the waiter respectfully asked him to sit down first, and he ran to find the boss to get the goods.
Therefore, the spies of the Demon Cult became even more certain that the rumors that suddenly arose last night must have a reason. There must be an unclear relationship between Zhu Yanyin and Li Sui, otherwise how could everyone be so respectful to him
In the Xuanlin Tower, Jiang Shenglin was preparing a medicine box for the afternoon. Li Sui looked at him unkindly: "What are you laughing at?"
Doctor Jiang replied, I didn’t laugh, hahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Li Sui twisted his thumb joint and Xiangjun's sword was half unsheathed.
Jiang Shenglin raised his hand to admit defeat, and simply stopped trying to hide it: "What kind of brain does it take to come up with those rumors outside?" When he first heard Shadow Guard talk about it, he almost laughed to tears. Li Sui, however, didn't find it funny, and dragged a chair over to sit down: "When will he come?"
"who?"
"Zhu Yanyin."
"I guess it will be soon." Jiang Shenglin realized something was wrong after he answered, "Why, do you really suspect there is something wrong with this person?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a subordinate came to report that the spies from the Burning Fire Palace had been following Zhu Yanyin, and it didn't seem like they would retreat for a while.
Jiang Shenglin asked: "Did the two sides have any contact?"
"No." The subordinate said, "The second master Zhu went to Huyang Road to buy dry goods early in the morning and is still in the store now."
Jiang Shenglin looked at Li Sui and said, "Either he is really related to the Demon Cult, or the members of the Demon Cult have also been bewitched by the rumors in the city and want to attack him. But no matter which one it is, you will have to take action to deal with it."
Li Sui sneered: "If he is really from the Burning Fire Palace, it would save a lot of trouble."
…
On Huyang Road, Zhu Yanyin spent a lot of money and bought almost all the good stuff that the boss had hidden away. Only then did he take Zhu Xiaosui to eat with satisfaction. The restaurant they were going to was called Fenghuangtai. As soon as you heard the name, you knew it was very grand. The chef was invited from the royal city. The business was very hot, and you had to book a seat in advance.
Zhu Yanyin didn't understand the rule and when he arrived the waiter told him the restaurant was full and he would have to wait for a while before a seat became available.
"It's okay, just wait." Zhu Yanyin said, "Bring us a pot of tea first."
The waiter responded and led the two of them upstairs attentively. There was a narrow stool against the wall where they could sit down and rest for a while.
Zhu Xiaosui stretched his neck and said, "Isn't there an empty table over there?"
"Didn't you hear what the waiter said just now? We have to make reservations in advance." Zhu Yanyin said, "Anyway, you and I are not in a hurry, so why rush? If you are hungry, go buy yourself a bun first."
"I'm afraid of delaying your afternoon consultation." Zhu Xiaosui opened the teapot and took a look. Just as she was about to express her disgust like a rich family member, saying "How can this coarse tea be drunk?", a group of people happened to come up the stairs.
It’s so grand, you don’t even need to look at their faces to know how familiar they are.
The eldest young master of the Canglang Gang who spends a fortune lavishly and makes others envious, what's his name? Tan Shuqiu.
The word "Sparse Autumn" means that there are sparse trees in the distance and half of the autumn mountains are bathed in the sunset. The artistic conception is pleasing, but the person is not. Zhu Yanyin only glanced at him, and continued to drink his tea, his eyes looking elsewhere. But I can't help but not offend others, others want to offend me. Tan Shuqiu spent six times the silver to buy a bunch of useless things. This matter has already spread throughout the city. Not only was he embarrassed, but he was also severely scolded by his own father when he returned to the inn. At this time, he was holding back a rage. When he looked up and saw Zhu Yanyin, his heart was even more upset.
He snorted coldly on the spot, and the sound was so loud that it scared Zhu Xiaosui, who was sitting with her back to him.
The servant of the Canglang Gang said something wrong yesterday and was worried that he would not have the chance to make amends. Seeing his young master snorting, he immediately joined in the ridicule: "Some country bumpkins really think that they can come to the Phoenix Terrace as long as they have money?"
Zhu Xiaosui was so angry when he saw this group of rough men in front of him that he would have cursed them back if he had been in his usual mood. But he was also worried that the young master would have to go to see a doctor later, which was a big deal and he couldn't delay it, so he just glared at them and said, "If you have a seat, go eat quickly. Why are you blocking the way here?"
Tan Shuqiu glanced at Zhu Yanyin and saw that he was drinking tea and looking at the scenery. If he could interpret this as him admitting defeat and surrendering to him, it would not be a problem. So he magnanimously decided to let him go for the time being and went to the designated location with his servants in a show of force.
Zhu Xiaosui was even more convinced that people in the underworld were really not normal. He dragged the narrow table and chair towards the wall to avoid being disturbed again.
After a while, Zhu Yanyin suddenly handed him a plate of melon seeds and said, "If you are really angry, I will tease him again?"
Zhu Xiaosui was stunned for a moment, then realized her own mistake, and quickly retracted her gaze and said, "Young Master is not angry, so why should I be angry? Let's eat quickly, after we finish eating we have to go back to the dry goods store to get supplements."
Not far away, the dishes ordered by Tan Shuqiu had already been served, seven plates and eight bowls, with chicken, duck, fish and meat. At this time, another group of people came up, all wearing brocade clothes, long swords, jade belts and silver crowns, talking and laughing in a lively manner. Zhu Xiaosui was familiar with this scene. The rich and noble young men in Jiangnan would meet every year to go out for spring outings and compete in poetry, and it was the same scene. So he guessed that this was probably a group of young masters from the Jianghu sects who came to eat together.
There were no empty tables on the second floor. The waiter came up jogging and said with a smile, "You will have to wait for a while. There are other guests in front of you who are also drinking tea."
Zhu Yan disguised himself as "another guest" and had no expectations for this group of arrogant young men. He didn't want to argue with others when he was hungry, so he planned to take Zhu Xiaosui away. However, before he could get up, the group of people had surrounded the large table in the middle - Tan Shuqiu's table.
"Hey, why is Brother Tan eating here too?"
"Have you finished eating?"
"If you finish eating, we'll occupy this table."
As he spoke, he deliberately threw his sword onto the table, which made a continuous "clang" sound and caused the cups and plates to tilt and the entire table to be in a mess.
Tan Shuqiu's face turned green and red. Amid the teasing, he gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't finished eating yet!"
"No hurry, take your time to eat. Do you want me to feed you?" One of the men in blue picked up a full bowl of soup and poured the boiling meat soup into his mouth. Tan Shuqiu hurriedly stood up and took two steps back, but was still splashed with sticky sauce. The laughter around him became louder and louder. Some of the other guests watched the fun, and some who knew who he was simply laughed along. The servants of the Canglang Gang were usually arrogant, but they didn't dare to stand up for the young master this time. They just wiped the soup off his chest and whispered, "Let's go."
Tan Shuqiu clenched his fists, remembering his father's repeated warnings: "Never quarrel with those big sects." In the end, he swallowed his anger and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm done eating, I'll give you this table."
Zhu Xiaosui said coldly: "So you are also a bully."
Zhu Yanyin turned his head to look over, and happened to meet the eyes of Tan Shuqiu.
He was curious, while the other party... after being humiliated, was still thinking about whether this farce had fallen into the eyes of his "enemy".
Zhu Yanyin, who was just promoted to "enemy" yesterday: "..."
When the group of noisy young men saw Tan Shuqiu looking at the corner, they also glanced over.
Zhu Xiaosui had just moved the table far away, and half of Zhu Yanyin's body was hidden in the darkness. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice him.
Someone in the crowd recognized Zhu Yanyin and thought in surprise, isn't this the man who had a great conversation with Palace Master Li on Xiangsi Street yesterday afternoon
There was sudden silence.
Zhu Yanyin was also puzzled. He wondered why this large group of people were suddenly staring at him. Could it be that being wrapped in seven or eight layers of brocade gauze really was so luxurious and elegant that anyone who saw her would be unable to help but take a close look at her
That's impossible.
He couldn't figure out the situation for a moment, so he could only maintain an approachable and friendly attitude and continue to look warmly at the group of people opposite him.
The young masters were indeed stunned by his fake smile. They couldn't guess whether he was related to Tan Shuqiu or he thought the farce was too noisy. But no matter what, it was always right to retreat.
So they all put away their arrogance and rushed out of the restaurant.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhu Yanyin felt as if someone took advantage of the chaos to salute him.
"… "
Only Tan Shuqiu was still standing there.
As soon as he returned to the inn yesterday, he was called by his father to be scolded, and then locked up in a room with the servants to reflect on his mistakes, so he didn't know how extraordinary the status of Mr. Zhu was in the emerging novels. He could only infer from the reaction of the group of people just now that the person sitting opposite him might really have an extraordinary status.
Zhu Yanyin looked at Tan Shuqiu, who first stood there in a daze for a while, then walked quickly towards the stairs. Halfway through, he stopped and turned back.
Zhu Xiaosui was frightened for the second time today and thought the other party wanted to fight, so she hurriedly protected her own master.
Tan Shuqiu's chest heaved violently, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times. He wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Seeing that he was having a hard time speaking, Zhu Yanyin took the initiative to say, "You're welcome."
Tan Shuqiu was obviously relieved and left in a hurry with his head down.
Zhu Xiaosui: … What’s wrong with this!
Xiaosui cleaned up the mess with his hands swiftly, and the matter was over. After all, in the Central Plains martial arts world, conflicts with swords and guns were common. Zhu Yanyin ordered a few dishes and wanted to discuss what happened to the group of people in the martial arts world just now, but Zhu Xiaosui was very firm in his position, insisting that either the young master was charming and the rough and uncouth man had never seen him, so he was demented, or they were mentally ill, anyway, most people in the martial arts world were sick.
Zhu Yanyin: "Forget it, I'll go ask Brother Ming Chuan later."
This meal was not peaceful and satisfying. Zhu Yanyin put down his chopsticks after eating a few bites. He turned his head and saw Tan Shuqiu still on the street, sitting alone in a small teahouse, like an eggplant after frost.
Zhu Yanyin certainly didn't think he was that good, but he didn't think he was that bad either. After all, if he was really a wicked villain, it shouldn't have been his turn to talk nonsense in the weapons store yesterday.
…
Tan Shuqiu looked at the porcelain cup in front of him, watching the hot white mist rising from the turbid tea soup, and raised his sleeve to wipe his face vigorously.
Zhu Yanyin: …Excuse me.
Tan Shuqiu had not expected that someone would share his humiliation and misery, so he asked in a rough voice, "What are you doing here?"
Zhu Yanyin replied: "Logically, I should make up a sentence about drinking tea, but I don't think you would believe it."
Tan Shuqiu said nothing.
Zhu Yanyin sat opposite him and ordered a pot of tea for himself.
The two of them drank together for most of the day, and finally Tan Shuqiu lost his temper first: "Are you waiting for me to complain?"
Zhu Yanyin poured tea: "I just think you are better than those people just now."
Tan Shuqiu said: "I know."
Tan Shuqiu was seen in such a state of embarrassment today that he felt extremely depressed: "But they are all from famous sects, I can't afford to offend them."
Zhu Yanyin said: "I thought martial arts was all about kung fu."
Tan Shuqiu looked at him and said, "You can't even lift a sword, yet everyone still respects you. This shows that the sect behind you is also very important."
Zhu Yanyin shook his head: "I don't have any sect behind me."
Tan Shuqiu was surprised when he heard this: "If there is no sect, then... what are those people hiding for?"
Zhu Yanyin replied, maybe it’s because I have extraordinary style and am really charming.
Tan Shuqiu: “…”
Tan Shuqiu: Say it again honestly, do you think I will believe it
Mr. Zhu: We, a wealthy family, have no conscience.
The two of them finished a pot of tea until the servant of Canglang Gang came back with a new robe and helped Tan Shuqiu to change clothes in the inner room. Only then did Zhu Yanyin leave.
Zhu Xiaosui was puzzled: "Why do you care about this?"
Zhu Yanyin replied: "Just now I saw that he looked depressed, and there was no one around him. I thought he was depressed and wanted to commit suicide." Or he castrated himself, that's what it says in the storybook.
Fortunately, the servant only went to buy new clothes for him.
The wind is howling.
Li Sui stood on the high tower and watched Zhu Yanyin leave the tea shop, turn into the dry goods shop, carry out a large pile of stupid gift boxes tied with red satin, as big as betrothal gifts, and climb onto the carriage.
Those people from the Demon Cult were like fools, sticking to Zhu Yanyin silently.
And it seemed that two more people were separated and stuck behind Tan Shuqiu.
Wanren Palace Shadow Guard saw the clue and said, "Palace Master, are they going to keep an eye on everyone who has had contact with Zhu Yanyin?"
Li Sui turned and left the tower: "Then think of a way to get all the people in the martial arts world to pay a visit to the second son of the Zhu family."