While talking and laughing, Ge Quan and I quickly went up to the third floor. Along the way, it was obvious that Ge Quan was very proud of the furnishings in his room. I was a little knowledgeable, so I flattered Ge Quan. Two sentences.
This time it seemed that we were even closer. When we walked up to the third floor, I looked at Ge Quan's attitude towards me without knowing it, and maybe thought I was Ge Quan's long-lost son.
"My study does not entertain guests easily. It is an honor for me to invite you, brother, to come in." As he spoke, Ge Quan opened the door of his study, and I had to admit that Ge Quan The way he talks is very helpful. He treats you intimately, and a few words can make you feel comfortable.
I responded and walked into Ge Quan's study with a smile. As soon as I entered, I felt why Ge Quan valued this study so much. The complete set of furniture in it was all made of fine huanghuali, including the huge The bookshelf, and the books on the bookshelf, were all thread-bound. I didn’t look carefully, but I could tell at a glance that they were antique.
The furnishings and decorations inside are even more exquisite among antiques.
If these are just low-key luxury resulting from accumulation of money, then the photos on the wall illustrate the hidden strength of the owner.
Those photos were all of Ge Quan and some people. Many of those people looked strange to me, but I always recognized two or three. They were all well-known powerful people in the industry, and one of them turned out to be Jiang Yi.
I looked at it calmly, but found that on the wall where the photos were hung, there was a painting that stood out in particular, placed in the most solemn position. It was a portrait of a character, and one of the paintings was that of Ge Quan, who looked better than it looked now. A little younger, and the other one is the person I will never forget even if I forget everyone in this life - my master.
In the painting, Ge Quan stood closely side by side with my master, which seemed particularly intimate. The moment I saw it, I almost couldn't control my emotions. I actually reached out and wanted to touch the painting. The smile in the painting was so charming. Standing Master.
"Eh? Brother, do you like this painting? Do you know the person in the painting?" Apparently my gaffe caught Ge Quan's attention, and he asked me with a surprised expression.
And I was extremely confused. The relationship between Ge Quan and my master was only defined as good in the notebook Master Liu left for me, but why did Ge Quan... .
I quickly retracted my hand, imitated Brother Chengxin's habitual movements, adjusted my glasses, and said: "No, I just feel that among so many photos, this one figure is shown in the form of a painting, and some Surprising! Upon closer inspection, I feel that the painter has extraordinary skills. He can bring out the charm of the characters vividly with just a few strokes. For example, Master Ge, you have completely expressed the spirit of the whole person. It's really... Could it be everyone’s work?”
After hearing this, Ge Quan fell silent for a moment, looked at the painting on the wall and pondered for a while, and then dusted off the slight dust on the painting with care, and all these details were seen by me.
"The man in the painting is kind to me, but he has always kept a low profile. I don't think many people know his true face in Lushan. It seems that I have overthought it. How could the kid recognize him?" When he said this , Ge Quan seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, he suddenly said proudly: "Haha... This friend of mine doesn't like to take pictures, and he has almost never had a photo in his life. He has good eyesight, but he can see it at a glance. It’s the work of everyone, and it cost me a lot of money.”
I was speechless again, and then I was pondering in my heart. Master didn't like taking pictures in his life, but on the way to find his master, he left so many images. I can guess that it was not voluntarily, except that he left some information and hints for me. , I guess he must have been under some pressure and did things he didn't want to do. Thinking about it this way, things became more complicated.
I felt agitated for no reason. At this moment, not to mention that I had found the master, my own affairs were still in a state of confusion and uncertainty.
I wanted to ask more, but Ge Quan didn't seem to want to mention the painting anymore, and hurriedly called me to the small rooftop outside the study.
Soon we sat down on this small rooftop, and Ge Quan personally brewed a pot of fine tea. The taste of this tea in my mouth was so familiar that without even thinking about it, I knew it was me and my master in the bamboo forest. The kind that Zhu often drinks.
In these years of traveling all over the country, apart from Uncle Li’s mother tree Dahongpao and the tea given to me by the mysterious Wang Feng, I have never tasted any tea better than the tea brought out by Master. Unexpectedly, here in Ge Quan, I I can actually relive the taste of this tea.
Speaking of which, the master left some of this tea behind, but I didn’t dare to drink it anymore, so I kept it as a souvenir.
"My little friend, does this tea taste bad to you?" Apparently, my thoughtful expression caught Ge Quan's attention again, and he asked me in surprise.
I put down the tea cup and said, "This tea is so good that I couldn't bear to speak for a while. I just wanted to let the fragrance of tea stay in my mouth for a while."
"It seems that my little friend is a person who knows a lot about tea. You know, I won't serve this tea easily to guests, because it was given by an old friend of mine. Now this old friend... Hey, let's not mention it. Anyway, this tea Just drink a little, a little less." Ge Quan's expression was a little gloomy. I observed quietly and found that he was really sad, which made me a little sad too.
Because, it is not difficult for me to deduce that this tea should be given by Master. I have been drinking this tea since I was a child. Apart from Master, I can't think of anyone who would give it to Ge Quan.
"I'm sorry, Master Ge, for inadvertently mentioning your sadness. Could it be that your old friend has passed away?" I asked deliberately. After all, I promised Ge Quan not to buy news here, and I only made insinuations. At the end, , can I say something freely and get the news I want.
"No, how could he go to immortality? You must not say that, but..." Ge Quan pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said: "You also know that cultivators often hide away from the world and cultivate, but But his whereabouts are uncertain."
"That's it!" I was even more sure. The old friend Ge Quan mentioned was my master. Judging from Ge Quan's appearance, there was no way this relationship could be defined as just good. I really don't know what Master Liu was thinking.
Ge Quan didn't seem to like talking about this topic, so he suddenly changed the topic and talked about his small rooftop full of flowers. They are all famous species, and ordinary people may not see them once in their lifetime.
"The flowers on my rooftop have different colors throughout the year. Those who are qualified to bloom on it are not rare and famous species." Ge Quan's face was quite proud, and I had no choice but to nod along with him.
Although this knowledge about flowers sounded interesting, Ge Quan had been talking for nearly an hour. It was almost noon, the tea was getting cold, and I hadn't gotten to the point yet, so I couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
So, I calmly took out a small amount of medicinal materials from my backpack, handed it to Ge Quan, and said with a smile: "It's really a pleasure to talk to Master Ge, and I gained a lot of knowledge! It's just that I have gained a lot of knowledge!" However, I am a cultivator after all, and I am more interested in the strange things in the circle. I wonder if I can talk about this with Master Ge next?"
When Ge Quan saw the medicinal materials, his face was full of smiles, and there was almost only a slit left in his eyes. He collected the medicinal materials calmly, but there was still a sign of boundary and contemplation on his face.
I quickly said: "We agreed that we will only talk about things that can be discussed in the circle, and will never involve trading news or anything like that? How about Mr. Ge?"
Ge Quan then laughed heartily, then changed the topic and said loudly: "Little brother is serious. In this way, you first pick one or two books to read in the study, and I will go cook myself and make some for little brother." Wouldn’t it be better to have a homely meal and enjoy a drink?”
In fact, I haven't eaten anything since morning except for drinking a lot of tea. How can I not be hungry? But no matter how calm I am, from meeting Ge Quan to now, let alone getting any useful information, I haven't even gotten into the main topic. How can I not be anxious? How can I wait for Ge Quan to prepare a meal carefully and waste a few hours
So I said loudly: "Master Ge, don't worry about it now. Although I can't buy any news when I come here, I have something in my heart, but I have to express it first. Master Ge, can you have a chat with me?"
Ge Quan had already walked out of this small platform and was about to go downstairs. Hearing my words, he suddenly stopped and was silent for a while without speaking or looking back.
I suddenly became nervous. Could it be that I was too abrupt? If I offended Ge Quan, all my previous efforts would have been in vain. What should I do if he kicked me out
But I didn't expect Ge Quan to suddenly turn around, with a smile on his face, and said to me: "Then it depends on what topic you talk about? You know, I am old and easily distracted. The more troublesome the topic, the more nervous I am. I need supplements.”
As soon as I heard this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I quickly raised the duffel bag in my arms and said, "Don't worry, Master Ge. Just leave the supplements to my younger brother."
"Then what are you going to talk about?" As Ge Quan spoke, he walked back to the rooftop and sat down. It was overcast and cold outside, but the small rooftop of the glass house was warm and comfortable.
Ge Quan looked at me with a smile, but I didn't want to delay it any longer, and soon said very calmly: "Master Ge is well-informed, have you heard of the most shocking thing in the circle recently? "
"You mean...?" Ge Quan still smiled and remained calm.
"Is that Chen Chengyi, a descendant of Lao Li's lineage and Jiang Lichun's apprentice? It is rumored that he is dead?" I looked at Ge Quan and said in one breath.
Ge Quan was still smiling, but I noticed that his brows jumped unconsciously. At this time, I also became nervous. Ge Quan's next attitude obviously determined my harvest!