Chapter 245 Tea House Three People

Sitting in the elegant room on the second floor, through the vermilion window sill with carved flowers and vines, Yang Yanzhao looked out. The angry readers before were still standing in place, but they seemed to have changed. Without full of anger and resentment, they lowered their heads and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Brother Yan Zhao was so elegant just now, and his words were very reasonable. I'm afraid this group of people have lost the confidence to be said by Brother Yan Zhao."

Beside him, Li Zhi withdrew his eyes and whispered. He and Zhang Qian specially took a leave from the government and came to participate in this extraordinary auction. Unexpectedly, they would encounter this scene. Just now, the two of them were in the carriage behind.

It happened too suddenly. When he got out of the carriage, he heard Yang Yanzhao's passionate remarks. After a few words, Li Zhi was very infected, and his heart became more and more impressed.

"I hope so, but I always feel that someone is doing something behind it."

Yang Yanzhao whispered. Hearing his words, Xiao Muchun clucked his fist and turned to go out. "What the hell, you dare to play yin for someone. I'll let you know how powerful grandpa is today!"

"Brother Xiao!"

Hearing this low call, Xiao Muchun had to stop and turn his head. The tiger's eyes stared angrily like a bronze cow, gasping for a heavy breath, "Teaching officer, is it possible to achieve this?"

He stepped forward and patted Xiao Muchun on the shoulder, "Brother Xiao, maybe I've thought too much. In the past few days, it's better not to take my brothers around in the 'Welcome Building'. At this time, there is no way to make a mistake."

His face turned red. In the end, Xiao Muchun nodded and answered in a buzzing voice, "The instructor, don't worry, my subordinates and brothers will definitely be optimistic about this place and will never let anyone make trouble here."

"Ye-huh, Brother Xiao and your brothers for your hard work." After thinking about it, Yang Yanzhao lowered his voice, "But you have to make it clear to them. When you meet a suspicious person, try to inform the forbidden army downstairs. Don't expose your skills unless you have to."

After telling Xiao Muchun, Yang Yanzhao looked at the sky. At a quarter of two o'clock, on the edge of the sky, the red sun had already cut through layers of black clouds, revealing a brilliant light.

There was still some time before Chen's three quarter. Yang Yanzhao said a few words to the shopkeeper, and then leaned on the mahogany chair to close his eyes and refreshed. On the side, Zhang Qian and Li Zhi did not dare to neglect at all, stared at the ten crimson jacquard brocade boxes on the table beside them.

downstairs, the group of scholars still stood speechless. I don't know when they began to disperse in twos and threes. The man in a cyan gown walked to the entrance of an alley, said goodbye to his companions, and then turned into the alley.

After walking for a moment, when there was no one around, he turned into an inconspicuous family, but in a clean tea shop, he went straight in and stopped in front of the innermost wooden door.

Gently buckled a few times, and no one came out of the room. It was just a long time, and a light voice came.

"How about it?"

It was just two words, but it made the blue-shirted man's face suddenly change. He bowed to the door and saluted, and then his eyes were full of fear and hesitation. Maybe he was afraid that the people in the room would wait for a long time, so he trembling his lips and whispered, "Let him escape."

"Oh?"

Obviously, there was a little surprise in the words, followed by the suffocating silence. There were fine sweat beads visible to the naked eye on the forehead of the green shirt man outside the door.

"Typ about what happened."

The voice was a little hoarse, which seemed to have a nasal sound. The green shirt was a little strange, but he could sit in the room with that person, how could a little man like him arbitrarily speculate? He quickly swallowed some saliva, so that the words did not have a trill because of tension, which told the truth about what had just happened.

After saying that, there was another silence in the room that made his heart beat faster. For a long time, a crisp sound sounded, which made the green shirt man's tense nerves startle.

This is the sound of a cup knocking on the table under force.

At this moment, he wanted to run away, but the green-shirted man understood that if the people in the room were really investigated, no matter how far he escaped, it would be useless.

What's more, his legs have begun to shake like sieve bran. Even if he wants to run, he can't do it, and he can only listen to fate.

"Okay, you go down."

The voice was very gentle. When the green shirt heard the words, if he was granted an amnesty, he quickly answered, bent down and retreated. It was not until outside the aisle that he dared to stand up and wipe away the sweat on his face.

In the cabin, the smoke curled up, and the smoke of the incense burner mixed with the fog of tea, giving birth to a little confusion.

In front of the small table, the three people were sitting quietly. The last one was Lv Mengzheng, who was dressed in a white Confucian shirt. At this moment, he carried a small teapot and added tea to the two, with a respectful face.

At the top, Shen Lun, who was sitting on the one hand, was sitting in a black silk brocade robe. He looked a little happy. He closed his eyes and sniffed, as if to make a difference between the fragrance of tea in the room and the fragrance of spices in the stove.

On the other side of him, sat a square-faced man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a black embroidered gold-trimmed martial arts suit. There was a thick layer of cocoons between the mouth of the wide right-handed tiger. At this time, he was holding a small white porcelain cup. Under the cup, the depression was faintly visible.

This person is the unfavorable * military Pu Anli in Bianliang City, the youngest battlefield vanguard in the Song Dynasty. He followed Taizu and Taizong to fight south and north, and his record was very brilliant.

And he is also famous for his grumpy temper, but few people know that this vulgar man is also proficient in poetry and songs in private.

For a long time, Shen Lun opened his eyes, picked up the cup and took a soft sip. He said leisurely, "You said, at least it's a * army. Why are you still so grumpy?"

Pu Anli drank the hot tea in the cup with some aggrievedness, "Brother, I don't understand that the matter of the three halls is related to the scholars in the world. It should have been in charge of the mountain gate. Why didn't you take over, but instead, you took advantage of that hairy boy?"

This sentence fell, and on the one hand, Lv Mengzheng, who was silent, also looked at Shen Lun. Later, he coughed a few times and just covered up the doubt in his eyes.

"Holy Gong, you are infected with wind and cold, and you still need to pay attention to your body."

After saying that, Shen Lun took a few sips in a row, and then stopped and said with a wry smile, "To be honest, I didn't think about this matter for my brother. I didn't expect that the one above was eager to rebuild the three halls. I thought that the user department didn't have much money to do the promotion hall. After all, the grade of Shenggong is still low now. If you want to be responsible for this matter, it is extremely Difficult.

But who knows that this person who does things, does not play cards according to common sense, and suppresses the dissatisfaction of the literary and martial arts of the whole dynasty, and chooses a five-grade Yang Jing to take on this important task. No one can imagine, alas..."

After saying that, Shen Lun sighed. Pu Anli's rough eyebrows twisted into a curved shape. After a while, he exhaled, "I don't blame my brother for this. It's too sudden. Even if I take ten thousand steps back, even if these three halls are built, can Yang Jing shake the status of my mountain gate in the hearts of Confucian students in the world? "

Saying this sentence, a magnificent momentum poured out from Pu Anli, which is different from the aura of martial arts practice. This is the murderous spirit that pierces people's muscles and bones.

This murderous atmosphere made the table shake and the cup crumble. Even Lv Mengzheng felt a little uncomfortable. The long shirt bulged and made a sound of hunting.

But this terrible murderous spirit came to Shen Lun's place, but it disappeared out of thin air. His robe did not move at all. He put down the cup, shook his head and sighed, "Brother, you have to change your temper. Otherwise, sooner or later, the two families of Buddhism and Taoism will know your identity, and even the quicksand and nets can detect it."

The slender left hand gently pressed on the tea case in front of him, and the terrible murderous spirit disappeared in an instant.

"What if you know, is it possible to go to war openly..."

Pu Anli said in a low voice angrily. He didn't dare to say the following words, because there was a cold look in front of him.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense here. In short, you need to be careful. Now that you have received the order of the mountain gate, you and I still need to do your best!"

Hearing this, Pu Anli looked serious and hurriedly nodded and said, "What my brother said."

Seeing him this time, Shen Lun didn't say much. His younger brother was irritable, otherwise he would not have sent him to sneak into the generals unexpectedly. Fortunately, he knew the generals and mentioned himself at the critical moment. For more than ten years, he had not made a big mistake.

Today's conversation, I think I will be very vigilant in the future, so that's enough.

Thinking of this, Shen Lun drank the tea in the cup, raised his head, looked at the hourglass not far away and whispered, "In another hour, the auction began. Yang Jing was also a talent. He actually set a limit of 50 people per game. I think he was going to compete for it."

After saying that, he said to the unspoken Lv Mengzheng beside him, "Brother Anli doesn't have to go. If you are interested, you can go with the Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. After all, it's not appropriate for us to show up together.

He nodded, and Lv Mengzheng's voice was a little hoarse. "The disciple listened to his uncle's arrangement."