Lord please forgive me

Chapter 292 Don't embarrass me

"Old man, drinking tea like this is like swallowing jujubes whole, it's hard to know the taste,"

A middle-aged bearded man in brocade clothes sat at the mouth of the well with a smile, watching Deng Jiu make tea. He had been sitting here for a while, and saw the old man directly pour tea into the kettle and put it on the stove to make tea , I didn’t intend to say anything at first, but then I saw the old man take out a new bag of tea from his bosom. As soon as the paper bag was opened, the aroma was as strong as orchids, high and lasting, and you could tell it was high-quality tea just by smelling it. It was still grabbed by the old man and thrown into the kettle like a waste of money.

The man who is well versed in the tea ceremony felt a little heartbroken.

Deng Jiu didn't pay attention to him, he just smoked his pipe and waited for the tea to boil. He didn't like to be judged the most in his life. He fell in love with drinking tea recently, but he felt that tea had a little taste compared to plain water, just as I'm used to the bland white rice porridge, and it's the same as replacing it with fragrant rice porridge.

The man watched the kettle gradually boil, and the thick and fragrant fragrance wafted away. He couldn't help sniffing a few times, then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In the distance, four beautiful girls with graceful figures walked slowly, holding various tea sets in their hands,
Walking closer, a young girl sat cross-legged and put the tea tray on her knees.
A girl put down the small red clay stove in her hand, and put a small brass pot filled with clear springs from the mountains on top of the stove.
A young girl opened an assortment of exquisite Jiugong boxes, began to choose tea, and got rid of the fine powder in the tea.
The last girl waited until the water in the pot boiled, holding a small purple sand pot in the style of a fish transforming into a dragon, and began to brew step by step. Finally, poured boiling water into a cup, filled the tea seventy percent full, and handed it to Deng Jiu with both hands.

The bearded man smiled and said:
"You always taste this cup."

Deng Jiu took the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, the expression on his face remained unchanged.
"The old man doesn't pay much attention to his tea, but that doesn't mean he hasn't seen the world. Every time that old guy on Guangmingding Shangqiu Shenji drinks tea, he needs an hour to prepare. It tastes much better than yours."

When the bearded man heard the word Qiu Shenji, his eyes showed reverence,
"Senior Qiu is the top tea ceremony expert in the world, and the younger generation yearns for it. If there is an opportunity to make tea and discuss the Tao with the senior, this life will not be in vain."

Deng Jiu picked up his big bowl of tea and drank it in big gulps.

"What's your name?"

The bearded man smiled and said:

"The king of Fuyun Mountain is missing one."

Deng Jiu was taken aback, and said:

"What a lousy name."

Wang Que didn't take it seriously, waved back the four girls, and said with a smile:
"I heard that among the Demon Sect, Deng Jiu, the groom who is responsible for driving the chariot of the Demon Emperor, is as good as any of the envoys in the Linhui Palace. I don't know if it is true as rumored. I hope you can clarify."

Deng Jiu said lightly:
"When I get older, I don't have the desire to compete. Maybe I'm not as good as them."

Wang Que smiled relievedly and said:

"Since that's the case, I'm finally a little more courageous to come down and take the lead."

Deng Jiudao: "It's a good thing to be brave, and you won't feel anything when you die."

The bearded man suddenly punched,

"Boom,"

Deng Jiu was still sitting on the bench perfectly, his eyes never left the teapot from the beginning to the end.

Wang Que crashed into a shop facing the street, his body was spread out on the ground like a puddle of meat,
He could no longer drink tea, and he did not feel a thing when he died.

Then, 18 people walked out of the shops on both sides one after another, walking towards the old man by the well.

The grocery store where Yingzhen was located was still deserted and deserted.

In the southernmost part of the town, nine figures swaggered into the long street, and among them, the girl who walked in the front was the most arrogant.
The girl disguised herself as a man, waving her folding fan lightly, her heroic posture was extremely haughty, and the word "dominant" was clearly written on her face.

From the shops on both sides, more than forty people came out one after another. There were men and women, monks and Taoists.
Naturally, Huang Bojun didn't know Li Yang, nor did he know Xiang Jian, who had been in the army for a long time. Although Xu Ping'an's achievements were high, he debuted too late, and few people knew this master of swordsmanship who was the seventeenth in the martial arts list, but among the nine Wang Yuting, the weakest brocade man besides Li Yang, is different.

Wang Yuting has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years and gained a notorious reputation. He has provoked many enemies.

Kendo master Huang Bojun had a distant relative who died at the hands of the opponent. Huang Baijun, who had always lived in Jiannan, went out to track and inquire about the news of the opponent. Did not even find the slightest clue,
I didn't expect to meet here today, God has eyes.

Seeing Huang Bojun suddenly, Wang Yuting felt a little guilty. After all, the other party's cultivation base was much higher than his own, and he wanted his life wholeheartedly, so he was not afraid of being a lie.

But Wang Yuting's guilty conscience fell into the eyes of those on the other side, and he thought that these nine people were nothing more than mediocre people. After seeing the prestigious grand master Huang Bojun, he immediately became guilty.

Huang Bojun didn't think so, he took a look at the nine people, and he knew that Wang Yuting was at the bottom of them. As for the girl whose cultivation was almost negligible, she could walk ahead and be surrounded by stars like the moon. It can already explain everything.

Except for the girl and Wang Yuting, it can be said that the other seven people are all good at one-for-one, and there are three people who make him unable to tell the depth, the mighty man with the box on his back, the young man with two swords, and the young man in tattered clothes.

Huang Bojun didn't want to point it out, otherwise it would affect the morale of his own side, but the gain would outweigh the loss. Only the ignorant can be fearless.
Huang Bojun deliberately ignored the others, but turned his attention to Wang Yuting, who was at the end of the team,
"Okay, you still dare to come to Jiannan? If you were bumped into by me today, don't even think about leaving alive."

Wang Yuting shrugged and said coolly:

"I'm afraid you are not so capable."

Huang Bojun sneered again and again,
Li Yang stood at the front and was stopped by someone, so she was naturally dissatisfied. At this moment, she paced back and forth and looked at the crowd around her. Her mind was psychic, and she was the best at reading people's hearts. Even Ying Zhen had to accept this, and Huang Baijun spoke , she saw what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

I saw her say loudly:
"This girl is the daughter of Li Li, the king of Hejian, and the princess of Longcheng. Beside me is General Xiang Jian, the commander-in-chief of the [-] troops in Tianji Pavilion. Kuan, Mrs. Hongchun, the young swordsman Mo Ke, the ghost spear Zhang Liao, the Xuanhua general Lu Qiong, let’s not mention the last one, the way of serving tea and water. The Lord would be more than happy to see if your old man can take his dog's life right under my nose."

Wang Yuting laughed and echoed:
"It is my honor, Wang Yuting, to serve tea and water to the princess."

There were dozens of people behind Huang Bojun. At this moment, the expressions on their faces changed very obviously.

From their point of view, Wang Yuting, who was looked down upon by young girls and who served tea and water, was after all a junior master class, so the strength of this group of people is obviously a bit too high.

Huang Bojun's face was expressionless, but his teeth were itching with hatred in his heart. He could clearly feel a subtle change in the momentum of the crowd behind him.

"You said you are the princess of Longcheng? This is Jiannan Road. Even if the princess of Longcheng really came, wouldn't you have to respectfully call His Royal Highness King Chu?"

Li Yang raised his eyebrows and said:
"This princess calls him uncle, does he dare to agree?"

Huang Bojun's expression suddenly changed.

The young Mo Ke took a step forward and stood side by side with Li Yang,

"This person, the princess can give it to me."

Li Yang put his arms around his chest and said impatiently:
"Be quick, don't embarrass me."

(End of this chapter)