Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 14: Rain and Dew Yellow Flowers
The firewood door in the small courtyard creaked in the breeze, and the moonlight cast mottled light and shadow through the sparse leaves of the old elm tree in front of the door.

The lights were dim, and there seemed to be something ominous lurking in the darkness.

Zhao Rong leaned against Chaimen and looked back, a looming shadow flashing through the darkness.

“Krypton, krypton, krypton, krypton”

An indescribable scream came out of the barn owl's mouth.

Disappeared. That feeling of being watched.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes slightly, then took a long breath, and the fatigue mixed with fear and boredom quickly subsided.

Is it the person He Sanqi noticed?
who can that be?

Zhao Rong leaned forward, frowning in thought.

suddenly!

He saw an extra row of footprints beside the fence of his Chaimen. Because the soil was wet from the previous rain, the footprints were clearly visible. They were definitely not left by him and his grandfather.

Zhao Rong's heart tightened and he hurried to the house and pushed open the door.

A weak oil lamp burning next to the dilapidated wooden table cast a dim yellow light, reflecting Zhao Fu's vicissitudes of life and wrinkled hands. He holds a slender fishing net line and carefully repairs the fishing net that has been used countless times.

Sometimes it is carefully struck with the head of a hammer, making a clicking sound.

"Why do you look so rushed?" Zhao Fu looked up at him and went back to repairing the fishing net.

Seeing that his grandfather was safe and sound, Zhao Rong's stiff facial muscles immediately relaxed.

Not wanting him to worry, he just waved his hand and said, "The escort agency has something to do, so we have to leave quickly."

The old man in front of the lamp suddenly laughed.

"Are you worried that my old bones will be harmed?"

Facing Zhao Rong's slightly stunned gaze, Zhao Fu asked, "How did you know there was a stranger visiting today?"

At this point, how could Zhao Rong still not understand.

"Oh, there are a bunch of footprints outside. They are very new, and they don't look like they were made by people here." He moved a small horse to sit next to Grandpa.

"Look carefully."

Zhao Fu stroked his beard with joy, "If you walk around the world in the future, you should keep this awareness."

"nature."

Just as Zhao Rong responded, he saw his grandfather take out a letter from his sleeve.

"He came at night and asked me to hand it over to you."

"That person spoke politely. You can figure out his background yourself."

He glanced up and saw no markings on the envelope, so he pulled out a piece of tissue paper from the inside.

The black calligraphy writing reads:

"Tomorrow at 1:00 p.m., I'll meet you at the private seat in front of the wine shop window on the second floor of Yanlou."

The writing strokes are not ostentatious and sharp, but subtle and profound, seeming to outline a graceful figure.

Zhao Rong has studied calligraphy, and his first reaction was
"Grandpa, is the person who delivered the letter a woman?"

"If Rong'er has a girl he likes, the old man would be happy to hear about it."

"But the person who delivered the message spoke with a calm male voice."

Zhao Fu joked and turned his attention to the letter: "What did you write?"

"Hehe, I have a treat."

Zhao Rong looked at the handwriting: "Mysterious, I don't know who it is."

He was unhappy inside and felt like he was being blackmailed.

Sending this letter to your home is like putting a rope on the nose of an old cow.

Let's not talk about good banquets or bad banquets, Zhao Rong must go through this.

Early the next morning, I went to the escort office and found Lu Shilai who was busy during lunch. He only said that there was a treat for him in the evening and he had to leave more than an hour early.

Lao Lu readily agreed and arranged for Pu Kui to take over the shift, allowing him to leave immediately.

Zhao Rong did not leave early.

Huiyan Tower is located on Yanfeng Street in the center of the city. It only takes a while to get over from the Escort Office, leaving enough time to think things over and do something expedient later.

……

Wherever the autumn wind comes, it sends the wild geese flying. When the morning comes to enter the garden tree, the solitary guest is the first to smell it.

Wild geese perch on the top of Zigai Peak in Hengyang, enjoying the autumn breeze and the fine sunset glow, and leisurely preening their feathers.

Amidst the distant "beep" sound of the wild geese, a young man dressed as a bodyguard in gray shirt stopped in front of the antique and noisy restaurant full of fireworks.

It is said that wherever the north wind stays in the slanting snow, there are many wine flags all the way to Hengyang.

The huge wine shop flutters in the wind, attracting attention.

White walls and black tiles, with eaves rising up and down. Horizontal beams and vertical columns, carved beams and painted buildings. Lanterns are linked together, and plaques are hung high. Outside the building, there is the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, and inside the building, there are people drinking and laughing. A mahogany chandelier hangs in the pavilion around the courtyard, and there is an illustrated plum vase on each side, with two beauties playing the piano and the flute, attracting the diners to applaud and admire.

"It's so lively. This time Yanlou is indeed one of the top restaurants in Hengyang City."

This was not Zhao Rong’s first time here, but he was still attracted by the beautiful scenery at night.

The aroma of wine, coriander and vegetables hit my nostrils, and I looked towards the second floor.

The figures were shaking, wondering if the mysterious person who was hosting today was here.

The doorman wearing a long coat and a flat cap came up to ask with a smile on his face. Zhao Rong informed, the doorman turned to face the building and shouted:
"I am a distinguished guest. Please come in to the south window seat on the second floor!"

"Dr. Tea, look at the tea!"

"Okay~~!"

The middle-aged tea doctor carrying the tray and pot promised to lead the way, and then spoke to Zhao Rong:

"You can choose tea in the elegant seats. What kind of tea would your distinguished guests like to drink?"

"The Jiangtou tribute tea is wild mountain red, and the Hengyang yellow flower Qianlong Zun. Hehe, this jasmine fragrance has the fragrance of emerald, and the tip of the hairy bisnail is small white."

Dr. Cha's words were very exciting, but Zhao Rong didn't think about it at all.

"What kind of tea is the other person drinking in the south window seat?"

Dr. Tea thought for a while: "It's rain and dew yellow flower tea."

Zhao Rong knew that the other party was already here.

This person kept secretly spying on him and inquired about his residence, which made him uneasy.

I want to take a closer look at who this person is and what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd.

"Excuse me, I'm the same as that one."

"okay!"

Dr. Tea led him to the second floor and prepared tea. A waiter wearing a white cloth over his shoulders led him to the private dining room.

He Sanqi, the wonton seller, said that this person is definitely a master.

Zhao Rong knew that he was at a disadvantage, and an unknown master was right in front of him, and he suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Don't look back at the gates of Yanlou, which are like a market. Even the adulterer Tian Boguang dared to fight with Linghu Chong here and kill people in a big way.

The public eye has less binding influence on Jianghu people than imagined.

Not to mention this master.

Zhao Rong calmed down and controlled his expression.

You can't show your cowardice when you come up, otherwise you will completely lose your qualifications to negotiate and be left to your own devices.

His mind changed quickly and he followed the waiter to the private seats.

The gate of Huiyan Tower faces south. Go up to the second floor and walk straight back to where Jiuporo boasts.

At this time, the windows are open, the autumn wind is blowing slowly, and the setting sun is shining slantingly.

Zhao Rong seemed unable to hear the noise in his ears, and could not appreciate such a beautiful scene.

He followed suit and glanced at the south window seat.

Ok?
Looking around, I couldn't find anyone near the south window who could match the "master" in my impression.

until
Two clear eyes came from the window, and the waiter led him to sit opposite him, and wiped the chair and table with a white cloth.

"Sir, please take a seat."

Zhao Rong looked dumbfounded, staring at the figure opposite, his eyes filled with disbelief.

And the other party was looking at him with a smile.

"A master? No."

"Did you invite me here?"

The green-shirted figure suddenly stood up, not afraid of danger at all, and gently tugged on Zhao Rong's sleeve in the direction of the seat.

"Good brother, don't stand there stupidly. Sit down quickly."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, and I finally see you today."

"..."

The crisp voice echoed in Zhao Rong's ears, like the evening wind blowing across the plains. Seeing the joy on the other person's face, he was still confused.

At this time, Doctor Tea came up with a chant and the porcelain cup was placed in front of the table with a click.

"The yellow flowers are blooming in autumn, and the travelers from Hengyang are looking forward to traveling thousands of miles away."

"Sir, please enjoy these yellow flowers made of rain and dew."

……

(End of this chapter)