lazy cat hits cute

Qin Tianque really regretted his decision to invite Zhang Qingyang to accompany him.

Isn't this pushing yourself into the fire pit!

After being suspicious and vigilant for a few days, he found that Zhang Qingyang really had no interest in him at all.Every day is practicing swords, practicing spells, dazed, and occasionally taking action to clean up a few unsightly hooligans, and he has no expression, God knows what he is thinking.

After letting go of his vigilance, Qin Tianque began to wonder: who is the person who invited him to the Qianqiu Festival?

He is a member of Chonglingzong!

But since he dared to invite him, he must have a strong background. Who in the capital is qualified?

He thought about several possible candidates, either they didn't seem to have anything to do with Zhang Qingyang, or they were too far away, the possibilities were extremely extreme, but he couldn't think of any.

When the Qin family's motorcade entered the capital, Zhang Qingyang asked Qin Tianque to leave. He was fed up with the slow speed of the Qin family's motorcade.Qin Tianque was also curious about who invited him, so naturally he tried his best to persuade him to stay, and Zhang Qingyang resolutely resigned.You came and I went back and forth for a long time, Qin Tianque finally let him go, but secretly sent someone to follow him.

Why didn't Zhang Qingyang notice it? He froze and flung it off easily.

First, find a place to stay.

The hotels near Suzaku Street are often frighteningly expensive. Zhang Qingyang booked a room for ten days, and he was only one step away from being poor.

Then Feijian sent a letter, telling the location, and the reply came soon. The Qianqiu Festival will be lively for three days. The first day is a family banquet for the royal family, and there is also a banquet for the officials to write poems for the emperor's birthday. The palace is lively and lively first. .At night, there will be a Qianqiu Lantern Festival and a Fireworks Festival organized by wealthy businessmen in the capital. When the curfew is lifted, he will come to him.

The next thing is to wait, there are still two days before the Qianqiu Festival.

He was not in the mood to practice anymore, so he walked around the street every day to buy some delicious-looking snacks.

Small snacks are generally sweet and greasy, and they must be served with a bowl of not-so-good tea. He is in the living room of the hotel, listening to visitors from all over the world talking non-stop.

Which family is here today, how many cars are there, and the female relatives who got off the car are as beautiful as angels.Balabala kept talking, and he thought it was all nonsense. At least the accompanying women of the Qin family wore fences wherever they went, covering them tightly, so there was no chance for others to see their faces.

The people of the capital really love to gossip, as if there is nothing they don't know in the heavens and underground palaces. What they talk about most is the battle between the princes for the heir and favor, and all kinds of rumors come out of their mouths.

Gossip is not useless, at least Zhang Qingyang knows that among the more than a dozen sons of the emperor, only a few can be crowned kings, and among these princes, King Shuhuai is the strongest, with countless guests, and there are many Yuanying-level overhauls. Few, I am brave and resourceful, and there are several talented and famous counselors around me to advise him.

The second is King Lin who is guarding the general in the west. He commanded millions of troops abroad. His military exploits are outstanding. Son!

The third is the mysterious and unpredictable King Ying, who is very handsome and has a very good relationship with the aristocratic family.

There are also King Min, King Fu, etc., who were judged one by one by the elders who pointed out the world, but finally came to the conclusion that they were still inferior to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Why? Isn't King Huai quite powerful?" The young man who had just entered the industry asked dazedly.

"Why? He is a heavenly spirit root. You didn't see the emperor's purple aura when the prince was born. Tsk tsk, you are almost catching up with the emperor!"

In other words, no matter how many and powerful King Huai's guest ministers are, no matter how powerful King Lin's military power is, and no matter how good the relationship between King Ying is, they can't compare to the prince's destiny.

Destiny to return.

The destiny cannot be violated.

After commenting on the situation in the palace, the omniscient grandpas commented on the secret contest between the bosses of the major commercial firms and the rich: whoever’s fireworks are bigger and more beautiful, and whose lanterns are bigger and more delicate than anyone else’s. If it is tied beautifully, whoever invites more famous actors at the temple fair on the third day, whoever invites more famous actors, and whose stage is set up well, in short, we must try our best to find ways to trample others down.It is foreseeable that this year's Qianqiu Festival will definitely be more lively.

After Zhang Qingyang finished his tea and snacks, he stared blankly at the bustling street through the window. I don't know which family's convoy was rumbling past. There were more than 50 vehicles. Opening the bamboo curtain slightly, a pair of agile eyes behind the bamboo curtain are curiously looking around.

This place is also very good, prosperous and fragrant, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a luxury.

He thought of the Sanpenshui County where he had been, and he couldn't say which one was better.

"Master Zhang?"

Zhang Qingyang turned his head, and saw a servant-like man standing respectfully with his hands down, with a wooden food box on his back.

"A distinguished guest ordered red soul crystal buds in my tea house, and ordered them to be delivered to you after brewing." The servant smiled warmly and lovably, and as he spoke, he unloaded the food box and put it on the table, flicking it lightly The food box mechanism, the food box automatically stretches out the drawer.The first floor is a whole set of tea sets, and the fragrance of flower and fruit tea flows out like flowing water.

The servants picked up the tea sets one by one and placed them on the table.The teapot is small, and the teacup is also small, made of translucent material, the tea inside is as bright as a bright red flame.

The second layer is five dishes of preserved fruits and dim sum. The dim sum is exquisitely made, and the color is pink and attractive.

The third layer was a thin sheet of paper. The servant stepped back three steps, bent over and lowered his eyebrows.

There was a familiar handwriting on the paper, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Yisei Tea House, Hexiang Dim Sum Shop, drink and eat whatever you want."

Show off your wealth this is.After he folded the paper, the boy straightened up at the same time: "Why is this teapot so small?"

"The guests don't know that this red soul crystal bud is a famous tea among the famous teas. It has always been a tribute to the royal family, and it is rare for the people to see it. I have only kept a little more than half a catty in Yise Tea House for several years, and sold a little. That's all that's left. Please don't feel that Yise Tea House is intentionally neglecting you."

Zhang Qingyang nodded, the boy put away the food box and carried it on his back, and went out in a hurry.

No more tea sets?He thought, pour a half-full cup of tea into the teacup, take a sip, it is slightly sour, more of a mild sweetness, thin strands, with a long aftertaste.

The dim sum tastes sour but not too sour, it goes well with tea.

Zhang Qingyang drank and ate slowly, and began to whisper: "Who is he?"

"I don't know, I've never seen such a person in the capital!" The most knowledgeable uncle shook his cattail fan lightly, "I heard that the Chipo Jingya of Yise Tea House, even if you have money, you can't think of drinking it. The son of a high official!"

"Which high-ranking official?" Everyone asked curiously. The uncle was about to take out the high-ranking officials in the capital to analyze and analyze. It fell to the ground with a clatter.

"No way! No way!" The uncle waved his hands again and again, and immediately ran away.

Zhang Qingyang withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the street drinking tea and eating snacks.

With Ming Huang's guarantee, Zhang Qingyang often went to Yise Tea House and Hexiang Dim Sum Shop to eat and drink, and the two days didn't seem so difficult.