On the day of departure, everyone gathered in front of the city gate early in the morning, almost blocking the official road.
There are some sects that pay attention to pomp and circumstance. Even the most insignificant disciples ride on fine horses from Mobei, wear uniform clothes and wear long swords on their waists, looking very handsome and dashing. The carriages at the rear of the team are also made of South Asian ebony, which is completely black and very valuable.
The others were watching with envy and were huddled together whispering, when they suddenly heard a commotion behind them. They craned their necks curiously to look over there, but at just one glance they almost dropped their jaws in shock.
The cavalry of the Jiangnan Zhu Mansion appeared at the city gate in a mighty and mighty force.
The size of the team was enough to render all the heroes present speechless.
Ordinary people mostly use red sandalwood to make bracelets, while the rich use it to make tables, chairs and bedding, and the Zhu family uses it directly to make carriages. The horses used to drive the carriages are all night-light jade lions, snow-white and tall and strong, with gold and silver threads embroidered on the saddles, shining in the sunlight. The servants and guards have different clothes according to their duties. They are lined up in an orderly manner, majestic and extraordinary, and are no less powerful than any martial arts sect.
The carriage that Zhu Yanyin rode in was even more luxurious and exquisite. The interior was made of huanghuali wood, which had an elegant and deep medicinal fragrance that could make people feel relaxed and happy if they smelled it for a long time. The outside was covered with a layer of white teak, and the partitions were removable. Ice jade could be placed in it during hot summer and warm jade could be placed in it during cold weather, creating a warm environment in winter and cool in summer. The space inside was even more spacious, and one could sit or lie down, so one would not be too tired even after a long journey.
With this large group of people, the road was completely blocked.
After the carriage stopped, Zhu Xiaosui lifted the curtain and helped Zhu Yanyin down.
A group of people immediately gathered around.
If the "siege" in the previous chapters was to establish a relationship with Wanren Palace through Zhu Yanyin, then the siege this time was outside Wanren Palace, with an additional layer of admiration for the wealthy people in Jiangnan. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that there were really people in the world who could be so damn rich
Zhu Xiaosui had figured it out. Since he was going to be in the martial arts world, he would have to deal with them. As long as they didn't do anything to my son, it was okay to stand together and chat for a while. Besides, these sects were not like what he had thought before, they would draw their swords and fight each other at the slightest disagreement. Except for the Lord Li who looked like a bloodthirsty devil, the others were relatively normal.
The four words "bloodthirsty devil" were what Zhu Xiaosui saw in "The Butcher: He Eats One Person Every Day" when she was helping her master to pack up the storybooks. She thought it was suitable to apply to Wanren Palace.
Zhu Yanyin exchanged a few words with everyone and was just about to look for Li Sui to see if he had arrived when the wind brought a scent of flowers into the air.
Elegant, lingering and refreshing.
As soon as you smell it, you know that the beauty is coming.
"Ah!" Someone in the crowd slapped his thigh, "It must be the senior sisters from Qinghua Pavilion who are here."
There were many beauties in Qinghua Pavilion, and the head of the pavilion, Ning Qingzui, was famous for her stunning beauty. Who in the world would not love such a beauty? So everyone was in high spirits, standing with their heads held high, ready to welcome the beauty. Those who were strong and smart had already squeezed to the front of the line, smiling brightly.
Li Sui rode his horse through the city gate.
The smiles on the heroes' faces froze.
As luck would have it, the morning sun also disappeared at this time, blocked by a floating cloud that came from nowhere, leaving only a thin layer of light.
The look in Li Sui's eyes remained the same as it has been for eighty thousand years: "You are going to die soon."
The heroes had never dreamed that the fragrance of flowers would be accompanied by the Wanren Palace. Who could resist this? The timid ones were already shaking, but they couldn't just turn around and run, so they had to force themselves to maintain their original state with a happy look on their faces.
As for the effect of "joy", Zhu Xiaosui saw it from a distance and a layer of white sweat broke out on his back.
Is he going to turn into a zombie or something? It's so scary.
Li Sui was in an extremely unhappy mood.
All the major sects were either cautious, or trembling with fear, or kept their distance, and were not very straightforward.
Looking at the whole scene, the only person who was cheerful might be Zhu Yanyin.
The reason why he chose the Orchid Beauty to give to Li Sui was because of the Xiangjun Sword. It is said that when Madam Xiang sailed on the Guizhou boat to Dongting, there were fragrant sunflowers, iris, lily, and magnolia on the boat. The Orchid Beauty was made of these herbs and mixed with flower oils. It can not only be used for incense, but also can be used to wipe the sword blade with ointment. The second son Zhu wrote in detail in the letter how to use it, which was two full pages, showing his sincerity.
He was nervous before, wondering if the other party would think he talked too much and not bother to read. Even Zhao Mingchuan, after hearing about this, tactfully said, why did my brother give such a thing? Palace Master Li doesn't seem to be someone who likes spices, and it will most likely be thrown away.
Mr. Zhu said listlessly, "Oh."
Just throw it away and I’ll say goodbye to you next time.
But who could have thought that Palace Master Li not only did not throw it away, but also used it.
Not only did he use it, he also didn't use it to wipe the sword. Instead, he used it directly to make the entire Wanren Palace, including himself, smell extremely fragrant.
Zhu Yanyin was overjoyed and ran all the way to the city gate: "Palace Master Li."
Because he was going on a long journey today, Zhu Xiaosui changed his clothes into lighter ones. The clothes were still white, but a little less fluffy. When the hem of his clothes was lifted up, it no longer looked like an exaggerated huge flower, but like snow blown by the wind.
But Li Sui still felt that the other party was extremely unpleasant.
Zhu Yanyin looked at him happily and sincerely: "If Palace Master Li likes this incense, I have plenty more at home."
The veins on Li Sui's forehead throbbed, and as he moved his thumb, the sword made a humming sound.
"Palace Master Li, Young Master Zhu!" At the critical moment, Jiang Shenglin descended from the sky.
Several medicine boys followed him, running out of breath.
Because the beautiful Youlan was too aggressive last night, Jiang Shenglin packed up his things on the spot and fled back to Xuanlin Tower. Fortunately, his luggage was also in the tower, so he was able to escape successfully. Unlike other people in Wanren Palace, his clothes and bedding were not smoked through.
"Divine Doctor Jiang." Zhu Yanyin greeted him and asked with concern, "Why didn't you sleep well last night?"
Jiang Shenglin replied perfunctorily: "I checked the herbs a few more times, and it was dawn in the blink of an eye." In fact, it was because after returning to the tower, he thought of the beautiful lady Youlan and Palace Master Li lying in the haystack. He laughed for almost half an hour, and the more he laughed, the more sober he became.
Zhu Yanyin thought that the other party was preparing medicine for him, which delayed his rest, so he hurriedly said: "I have prepared a separate carriage for the miracle doctor, so you can take a rest on the way."
Jiang Shenglin smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu, but I have one myself."
Zhu Yanyin glanced behind him and insisted: "You should sit in mine, it's bigger."
"Really not—" Before he could finish his refusal, the servants of the Zhu Mansion rumbled over in their carriage.
Compared with the miracle doctor's own carriage, it was only three times bigger, hung with fragrant herbs and covered with soft brocade, and even the door curtains were embroidered with the pattern of "Shui Yue Jiangnan".
Jiang Shenglin: "Okay, okay, then I won't refuse."
Li Sui was extremely dissatisfied and snorted coldly.
Jiang Shenglin: What are you humming about? Why don’t you get me a big carriage
Zhu Yanyin turned around and said expectantly, "In fact, I have also prepared a carriage for Palace Master Li."
Li Sui stared at him in silence, his face full of the expression "Take your carriage and get out now".
Zhu Yanyin: Okay!
It’s a long journey from the northwest to the northeast.
Some people in Jianghu were still thinking that they were going to fight against the Demon Sect, but they had to bring the spoiled young master Jiangnan with them, which would probably waste time. They were quite dissatisfied. It was not until they set off that they realized that the one who wasted time might be themselves, other sects, or even the leader of the Wan Alliance, but not Zhu Yanyin.
Not to mention anything else, just one turn of the large huanghuali wheel was enough to leave other carriages far behind. The Zhaoye Jade Lion pulling the carriage ran fast and steady, like lightning through the clouds, and one leg could match ten legs of a horse.
It can be seen that it doesn’t really matter whether you have kung fu or not, as long as you have enough money.
In the afternoon, Zhu Yanyin reminded: "Uncle Zhong, slow down and wait for the others."
"Sir, we are not going very fast." The driver slowed down a little and said with a smile, "Palace Master Li is still ahead, and his horse is also a good one."
Zhu Yanyin put down the books and snacks, wiped his hands and opened the car curtain. Sure enough, he saw Li Sui at the end of the road. His figure flashed by like a black lightning.
"What horse?"
"Kicking the Snow."
"So that's the Snow Kicking Black Horse." Zhu Yanyin exclaimed, "I've only seen it in books before."
"If you want to see the horses, let's speed up and catch up." The driver said, "There is a tea stall halfway up the mountain. I guess Palace Master Li will rest there."
The sun is very hot in the northwest and there are few shade trees, so the tea shop business is very good.
The proprietress greeted us warmly and brought us tea. It was a bowl of genuine coarse tea made from freshly boiled spring water and old yellow leaves and stems.
The disciples of Wanren Palace thought it was too hot, so they went to buy cold tea elsewhere. Li Sui was also a little thirsty, so he put the Xiangjun Sword on the table, closed his eyes and was about to take a breath, when another group of carriages and horses stopped by the roadside with a continuous "whoosh".
"Please take a seat, guests." The proprietress urged the waiter to put out the stools.
"No need." Zhu's housekeeper took out a piece of silver and said in a gentle manner, "My master is tired from riding in the carriage, and would like to borrow your place to rest. He does not need a table, chair or tea."
The proprietress didn't react for a moment, and just took the money in a daze. The next moment, several servants had already started to work. They first unloaded a huge chair from the luggage cart, placed it upright in the shade, and sprinkled a circle of water-pressed ash on the ground around it. Then they fiddled with two crystal jade pots from the carriage, a pair of white porcelain tea cups, and a bowl of cooling ice cubes, and placed them all on a tray, holding them respectfully beside the chair.
After all this was done, Zhu Xiaosui helped Zhu Yanyin out of the carriage.
Li Sui: “…”
Zhu Xiaosui asked, "Sir, would you like some plum soup or herbal tea?"
"Plum soup, please." Zhu Yanyin rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a wrung-out silk handkerchief. Upon seeing this, the servant immediately added another piece of crushed ice into the cup. With a "ding-dong" sound, the soup was so crisp and thirst-quenching.
The plum soup is a big pot, enough for two or three people to drink.
The second young master Zhu was quick-witted and secretly glanced at Palace Master Li next door.
Coincidentally, Li Sui was also looking at him.
As cold and murderous as ever.
Zhu Yanyin: Okay, I understand. I’ll get back with the plum soup right away!
So Palace Master Li watched helplessly as someone held the cup with both hands, his body twisted quietly and slowly, and his gaze drifted away.
Never paid attention to myself again.