Dragonborn Spring and Autumn

Chapter 4 How I Am My Jiemei and Jieren

Jiang Jinyan is a very free and easy person, at least in his own opinion.Because his father is an aristocratic lord of mixed eastern and western blood, and his mother is just a down-and-out Chinese, so it is difficult for Xiao Jinyan, who is more Chinese in appearance and living habits, to integrate into the rich circle of the city. In addition to learning rhythm from his mother, he can only wander around in his own manor every day, and he is only accompanied by a velociraptor in the manor.

Until his mother passed away two years ago, he was very sad, but as the lord's father told him, so they could not give her mother a grand funeral, they could only hold a commemorative ceremony at home hastily, and then took her mother into the house. In the underground tomb of the manor.The father, who has always been fearless, bowed his head in front of this lineage and public opinion, which made Jiang Jinyan angry and sad, but what about the eight or nine-year-old child, he could only speak nonchalantly to his father every day, which made Jiang Jinyan angry and sad. His father, who is not good at words, can only paralyze himself with alcohol and military affairs every day. Gradually, he simply lives in the barracks, and avoids seeing this son who makes him a headache, and avoids seeing things and thinking about others. Touching the scene in the daytime.

This kind of life has been going on for two years. It's not that the lord is unaware that his son often hangs out with the three religions in the city, but as long as there are no major problems, he doesn't intend to interfere with his son's life too much, just like he is now His son didn't intend to know how much impact what he was about to do would have in the future.

It was three poles high in the sun, and Jiang Dazui, who was sweating profusely, finally arrived at Jirentang.Sitting in the hall and listening to the young servants say that Jiang Jiada Lang went to the hall to ask for Jiemei, he hurried out to meet him.

It turns out that Jiemei is a very special kind of plum in this time and space, and it is also a very special medicine. Depending on the dosage and the combination of medicines, it was originally used as a hallucinogen, sweat medicine, etc., so it has not been famous for a long time. Okay, but after the Little Dragon King conquered Xilong Kingdom, he brought Chinese herbal medicine and traditional Chinese medicine. These doctors who are good at using medicinal herbs accidentally discovered that some people and giant beasts can take the potion made by Jiemei. , for a short period of spiritual communication, especially a small number of talented Chinese people, under the urging of a large dose of medicine, can resonate with some giant beasts, communicate with each other, and even live and die together.Western lords also found the domestication method of Tyrannosaurus (Giant Tyrannosaurus) only after they got this method, that is, let the Chinese people who may successfully communicate with Tyrannosia take a large dose of medicine in batches, which can communicate with Tyrannical Mind That person becomes the medium through which the lords control the tyrannical beast - they are called interveners.However, the sequelae of using Jiemei medicine in large doses are also very serious. At least so far, no Jieren has lost contact with the giant beast he controls and can still be mentally normal. All of them died or became mentally disturbed at the moment of disconnection. up.

"Jiang Dalang, this Jiemei is very sexual. If you are looking for a young lady... the little old man can help Dalang prepare it, and I guarantee that there will be no accidents!" Waiting for Jiang Dazui to drink After two cups of yogurt, he was picking up the third cup of yogurt with one hand, and was fanning himself on the armchair with the skirt of his clothes pulled with one hand to catch the cold, when the doctor stepped forward and said carelessly.

"Pfft..." Jiang Dazui was about to scold the doctor for being a bloody squirt, when he suddenly remembered what Li Yuanlei said, rolled the whites of his eyes, and swallowed the remaining half of the yogurt, "I...men like this Tiao Tiao, my father doesn't care about me, what do you want to do?"

"Don't dare, dare not dare, this girl in Meteor Dragon City is not a matter of your words!" This old man is also a man who can speak.

"Who says it's not! Man, I've been in the rivers and lakes for the past few years, relying on it, relying on it..." Jiang Dazui was momentarily speechless.

"Which hero in Jianghu doesn't show off his face!" The old doctor immediately praised him.

"Ah yes, it seems that the old brother is also a member of the world!"

"Dalang, listen to my elder brother's persuasion. Although Jiemei is a common medicine, Dalang, if you want to use it, don't say it's twenty pills. Even if you want to remove it all, it's just my elder brother saying hello to the owner. It's a matter, but..." The old man said with a look of his own heart, "How much is there in the warehouse, Mr. Cao only got the account book the day before yesterday, and it doesn't matter to Dalang when he asks , but those of us who live in the market have to rely on Da Lang and Cao Daguan to take care of us."

When Jiang Dazui heard that Cao Derang had actually checked Jiemei's account books, he didn't know whether the old man had deceived him or it was true. He felt a little guilty at first, but when he remembered that he and Li Yuanlei had patted their chests in the morning and promised to do it well, He thought that at worst, he would be sued by that old man in front of his father, or at worst, he would be angry with him by making up a village girl's name at random, so he decided to give up.

"Old brother, if Uncle Cao asks, so what if you tell him. If there is any mistake, I will go and talk to Uncle Cao, so that I will not involve my brother's business." Jiang Dazui imitated The tone of the green skins in the market, dried the yogurt in one mouthful, arranged forty Tongbao on the table one by one, and stuffed the remaining ten into the old man's sleeve concealedly, and said in a low voice, "Old brother is righteous, but business Returning to business, the money has to be collected, and I will treat my brother to Fenglelou for a drink another day."

"I can't be rewarded by Da Lang, Da Lang just sit here for a while, and my brother will go and pack up the medicine that Da Lang asked for." Watching the old man lead the boy to the seven-star chest full of medicinal materials, all the time. The hanging heart finally let go.

Two flowers bloomed, each representing a branch. Jiang Dazui had just walked out of the gate of Jiren Hall with Jiemei in his mouth, and Cao Deren's sedan chair just got off the sedan chair in front of Fengle Building not far diagonally opposite.Next to the sedan chair, the shopkeeper led a group of maids and servants, holding umbrellas and saying hello, this style really made the passers-by look sideways.After everyone inquired about each other, it turned out that Cao Daguan was going to meet guests in Fengle Building, and they didn't think it was strange.

Fengle Building is indeed the most luxurious restaurant in the Dragon City. Entering the door is a spacious and bright lobby, surrounded by a circle of dragon pillars, and more than a hundred large tables are arranged in it. In the middle is a twenty cloth square stage. An old man dressed in a Confucian shirt was talking about Xiaolong Wang's commentary, which caused a burst of applause from the diners in the hall.From time to time, the doctors sang a long series of songs about passing dishes, and when the delicacies of the flowing water were delivered to the tables of the old gourmets one by one, the voices of admiration were endless, and sometimes the new maids were not salty or tasted by the diners. A few words of ridicule made the face red, and it could also attract bursts of knowing laughter, but it was just a few words of ridicule. After all, this is Fenglelou. If you want to have some fun, there are many brothels in the city. Chuguan, if you don’t have enough money, you can find a few half-closed doors in the red alley behind the market to vent your anger, but none of the people who dared to make trouble in Fenglelou reappeared the next day. In this perishing dragon city.

Cao Derang hastily glanced at the lobby twice, followed directly behind the shopkeeper and went up the stairs to the private room on the third floor.

There is a patio in the middle of the third floor, and just below it is the stage in the lobby, surrounded by a circle of simple and elegant compartments named after the name of the poem, Linjiang Xian, Bodhisattva Man, Water Tune Getou, Moyuer, Poppy, Dielian Flowers, like a dream order, and so on.

"Mr. Cao is here." The private room named Rumengling opened the door just right, and the person who greeted him was Su Yi and Su Hanqing, the big shopkeepers of Fenglelou, but he was dressed in a Confucian student's plain clothes, a jade pendant and a handle A white fan, but in the other hand is holding a shiny old copper pot for making tea. It looks like he and Cao Derang have known each other in the past.He turned sideways and smiled slightly, "Rumengling has been kept for you. The Qingshi Danxin that you just brewed when you went upstairs was the day before yesterday. Four of the best cow dragons ran away and died, and I specially picked it fresh from Maple Leaf Field for you."

"Hanqing, the old man really saw the right person." Seeing Su Yi greeted him at the door, Cao Derang smiled warmly on his tense face, "It's hard for you to remember this hobby of the old man for so many years, okay, okay !"

After finishing speaking, Cao Derang went straight into the private room without waiting for Su Yi to reply.A few double-ten cardamom maids carried copper basins, towels, ginseng soup and other streams of water into the private room like a revolving lantern.Su Yi pleaded guilty at the door, and then went downstairs.

Before the maids waited for Cao Derang to clean his face and wash his face, the door was opened, and a thin old man in patchwork clothes, bald head and holding a stick walked in unhurriedly under the surprised eyes of the maids.

Without saying a word, he carefully leaned the mottled and strong wooden stick in his hand against the wall, and sat on the lower head next to the door by himself.

"Let's all go down." Cao Derang saw the visitor, and waved his hand to call for all the maids to come out.

With the slight sound of the door being locked, the two glass cups on the table and the two bright red fruits were shaking gently in the emerald green liquid, and bursts of tea fragrance wafted into the nostrils.

The two just sat there without saying a word, waiting quietly for the other to speak first.

"Brother Zihuai, this time I'm afraid I'm going to ruin the way of nature." Finally Cao Derang spoke first, but unexpectedly he called out his name to the bald old man.

"Brother Long, now you are the mayor Cao Zihuai, and I am the Shadow King Long Taibao," the bald old man smiled, and took a sip of Qing Shi Danxin in front of him, the wrinkles on his face stretched out like water waves, "This year's Qingshi Danxin has a bit of the flavor of the old country's tea soup."

(End of this chapter)