Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 334 Jingchao Three Kings Meeting, Returning on a Snowy Night

Two vassal kings who owned several mansions and ruled over one place gathered in this simple tea house today.

The copper pot on the stove was steaming, and the boiling water was boiling, making a piercing sound of "gulu, gulu".

Dressed in a bright yellow robe, the majestic King Ning poured two bowls of tea, shook it a few times, and spilled it on the ground.

"Brother Sanhuang is really generous. He has priceless Yunwu tea in such an embroidered copper pot.

Wouldn't it be a pity to use the worst charcoal and the most common well water to boil and soak? "

King Huai's skin is very good, his eyebrows fly into his temples, he is handsome and beautiful, and he is naturally romantic.

Only the lips are extremely thin, making it difficult to get close, as if rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Haha, fourth child, don't you know that the good things in the eyes of the world are mostly ordinary to me.

Take this Yunwu tea as an example, it is not too much to sell one or two good tea leaves for a hundred gold.

In the seven prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, few of the wealthy people with names and surnames can afford to drink. "

King Ning's eyes were bright, and he smiled and said:
"But fourth child, you don't know why. The reason why this tea is expensive is not just because it has the effect of nourishing qi, clearing the heart, and eliminating irritation.

It was my wife who took care of the business and bought seven tea mountains at one go, of which hundreds of acres were planted with Yunwu tea.

Later, officials from various prefectures and commercial firms from all over the country wanted to come in to ask for an interview or entrust them with work.

They will take advantage of the trend to buy some tea leaves and give them to the disciples and stewards.

Over time, this thing has been hyped up, and it has become more and more rare.

Now go to teahouses, brothels, if there are not a few boxes of Yunwu tea town,

On the contrary, people will look down on them and feel that the place is not upscale.

Therefore, the price is getting higher and higher, and everyone wants to collect some. "

King Huai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but praise:

"Brother Three Emperors, you are indeed the living God of Wealth.

Such a small tea leaf has made so many tricks. "

King Ning poured boiling water into the tea bowl, and the sharp green leaves like a sparrow's tongue curled slightly, no more, no less, exactly twelve pieces.

If you look carefully, the texture on the surface is like clouds and fog, which is really beautiful.

"Businessmen value profits, it's best to be careful.

They can't do many jobs that only make money but don't lose. They have to rely on a name, so they are naturally willing to run.

The smuggling of salt and iron like Xishan Mansion did before is one of them.

It's just that the backing of Delong Commercial Bank is not strong enough, and a general in the Liaodong border can't keep the business.

Therefore, he was abolished by Beizhen Fusi. "

Ning Wang seemed to be talking about family affairs, his tone was flat, and he said slowly:
"I heard that he changed his name later, and he was next to a powerful general under the military lord,

In the past few years, he has made a fortune in silence, and gradually recovered most of his vitality. "

King Huai picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of the famous Yunwu tea, felt that it was not as great as the rumors said, shook his head and said:

"Brother Sanhuang is telling me that the best way to make money in this world is to gain power?

With power, you can have money, and official position and power are the cornucopia? "

King Ning looked down at the ups and downs of clouds and tea leaves, a trace of coldness flashed across his noble eyebrows, and said softly:
"Fourth brother, third brother wants to break up with you. It's not easy to live a safe life and run a stable business these days.

On the surface, we are grasping the sky and wealth, but it may not be able to last for several generations.

Today's life is quite nourishing, because of the status of royal nobles.

The saint is alive, so he can accommodate two vassal kings.

But after that, it's hard to say. "

King Huai's eyes twitched heavily, and he said calmly:
"Brother Sanhuang, what you said...is a bit outrageous."

King Ning didn't take it seriously, as if he had a straightforward temper, he simply replied:
"Out of my mouth, into your ears, the world knows, you know and I know."

King Huai remained silent, as the heir of a saint.

Now that he is sitting on the seat of the vassal king, why doesn't he want to fight for it.

It's just that the crown prince had decided on his title early on, entered the East Palace, supervised the country for twenty years, and his status was as solid as gold.

What's more, there is also a King Yan who crushes Tianjiao with martial arts talent, covering up all the brilliance of others.

"In any case, the time has not come."

King Huai seemed to feel something, and looked up at the sky.

Like a mighty long wind, the large clouds dissipated.

King Ning smiled and didn't say much.

Picking up the porcelain bowl, sipping the tea carefully.

When the sun turned to the west, the big banner, as heavy as a mountain, finally appeared in the eyes of the two feudal lords.

Bai Xingchen, who was riding a dragon colt, got off his horse, and the guards behind him also ordered him to stop him.

Without giving orders, they all stopped, shaking up the smoke and dust billowing like a dragon.

"Second brother, long time no see, you still have the same demeanor."

King Ning stood up first, cupped his hands and said.

"Brother Erhuang is worthy of being a master of martial arts. It is heartbreaking to be able to feel that domineering aura despite being separated by several miles."

King Huai was still sitting on the bench, holding up the tea bowl as a salute.

It's strange to say that they only have respect for the generous prince.

On the contrary, he was somewhat afraid of King Yan.

Perhaps from childhood to adulthood, the former can always reason, while the latter just punches.

King Ning and King Huai had both been beaten before, so they felt a little guilty.

Bai Xingchen's face was plain, he didn't have a deep friendship with these two brothers.

When I was young, I fought a few times.

Later, he was punished by the emperor's brother and whipped more than a dozen times.

Distracting thoughts flashed by, Bai Xingchen strode into the tea room, glanced at him and said:

"Let's gossip less, go back to Beijing this time, have a good New Year's Eve, don't mess around.

If you have any ideas and methods, you can use them in the spring of next year and see.

I won't drink tea, it's bland and tasteless. Next time you wait for someone, remember to prepare wine. "

After finishing speaking, His Royal Highness King Yan turned and left, and stepped out of the teahouse.

The whole process went down without any sloppiness, like a sharp knife cutting through the mess.

The chariot team set off again, and the big banner fluttered in the wind, slowly going away.

"Second Brother, it really hasn't changed at all."

Being warned condescendingly, King Huai was not annoyed, but smiled and said:

"It seems that the tempering of the frontier can't erase the grandeur of the martial arts master."

With his hands behind his back, King Ning stared at the king's chariot that disappeared from the official road, and said lightly:
"So what, anyway, we are not the ones who pose the biggest threat to the prince.

It is not you and me who regard the second child as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

Just waiting to see the play. "

King Huai frowned slightly, feeling that there was something in Brother Sanhuang's words, as if he heard something.

Thinking about the meeting today, King Ning seemed to have a vague intention of intimidating him, and he was a little vigilant in his heart.

Could it be that something big is about to happen in Tianjing City?
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……

The twilight is all together, the angry horse is like a dragon, rushing through the sky full of wind and snow.

The big red python robe fluttered and rolled, which was extremely eye-catching.

The emaciated Xiaobing had shrunk his body into a ball, and the hurricane air waves brushed against his face, making it hard for him to open his eyes.

A warm current pressed against the back, flowing like a brook to the limbs and bones, infiltrating the membranes of the muscles and bones, dissipating the bitter chill like a gangrene on the bones.

"My lord, Tianjing City is close at hand, so there should be time."

Wei Yang's voice was condensed into one line, and he spoke word by word.

Since they came down from Longsnake Mountain, they have been traveling day and night without stopping for a moment, for fear of missing the reunion dinner at the end of the year.

"I'm sick, Tianjing is in front of me, have you seen it?"

Ji Yuan shook the reins, and Huleibao spit out a cloud of white air, spread all four hooves and galloped vigorously, like a shadow rushing away.

The thin child sitting in his arms opened his eyes tremblingly.

A majestic city as majestic as a sacred mountain, occupying all horizons.

Inexplicably, Xiao Bing's eyes lit up, as if seeing a gigantic golden dragon.

It clings to a majestic pillar of air that pierces the sky and pierces the earth, pressing across the ten directions, overlooking the world.

But under the lifelike dragon head, there is a white scale the size of a millstone.

It was like being pierced by a sword, exuding a strong blood light.

(End of this chapter)