Son of Heaven

The two continued to walk along the white stone path, and after a short while, a large house appeared in front of them, with an all-wood structure, cornices, brackets, and corridors with painted columns, which made people feel as if they had returned to the Ming and Qing Dynasties.In the middle hall, the blue-and-red lacquered wooden lattice door is wide open, and on the opposite wall hangs an ink dragon of Chen Suoweng, a talented scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty.Under the painting is a small wooden grid, and there is a large Xuan stove in the grid. The fragrant smoke in the furnace is rising continuously, making the room look like smoke.An old man in his sixties, wearing a Tang suit, was sitting on a pear wood chair with his legs crossed, holding a small purple sand pot in his hand, sipping tea soup contentedly, feeling indescribably happy and leisurely. "Houmin pays homage to Uncle Yu, and wishes Uncle Yu the spirit of a dragon and horse, and enjoys good health forever." Li Houmin put on his clothes and walked to the steps below the bluestone corridor. road. "Well, get up." "Uncle Yu" sat there imposingly, but raised his eyelids lightly and said, looking very proud. "Thank you, Uncle Yu." Only then did Li Houmin dare to straighten up, and respectfully pushed forward the big red box he was carrying in his hand, "Uncle Yu, I know you like tea, this time I specially asked someone to bring a few boxes for you." Here is the tea for you to taste." The box contained the tea brought by Zhang Danian and Wang Juemin. "Leave it there." "Uncle Yu" snorted lightly, without even lifting his chin. "Yes." Li Houmin replied respectfully, and carefully placed the big red box on the bluestone platform, but he didn't leave and stood there all the time. "Why don't you go? What's the matter?" Uncle Yu took a sip of tea, squinted at Li Houmin at the bottom of the steps and snorted, as if he was a little upset because Li Houmin disturbed his tea-tasting pleasure. "Well, it's nothing. It's just that you always like Pin Rong. It just so happens that a friend of mine is also very good at this, so I brought him here today to learn from you..." Li Houmin quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead , pushing Liang Chen forward. "Him? He's just a brat who doesn't know much about tea ceremony. Go, get out, don't disturb my tea." Uncle Yu glanced at Liang Chen, and waved his hand impatiently.Li Houmin was really at a loss now, he just looked at Liang Chen, meaning to say, "It's all up to you now." Liang Chen smiled slightly, without saying a word, just put his hands behind his back and actually stepped up the steps.Sweat dripped from Li Houmin's forehead, his body trembled, and he wanted to pull Liang Chen, but how could there be time?He secretly complained incessantly, he thought this young man was stable and mature, and he was very reassuring about him, but he was so ignorant that he didn't dare to go up this step to talk to Uncle Yu, so he just went up so directly?How many people in Jiangcheng dare to go up this level?It's simply too bold, too bold, if you offend Uncle Yu, I'm afraid he won't know how to die, and even he will have to follow suit.But now that Liang Chen had already walked up, he had no choice but to watch Liang Chen helplessly, with cold sweat on his forehead, and he, who had never believed in religion, began to worship gods and Buddhas all over the sky and prayed. "It's very courageous to dare to go up my steps. Do you know that in the whole Jiangcheng, there are probably not ten people who dare to go up my steps?" Uncle Yu's old eyes opened and closed, and there was a lot of excitement inside. The ground transmits wisps of light.And in the gardens on both sides, under the shadow of the whirling trees, there were faint figures swaying, and the black barrels of guns quietly protruded out, aiming at Liang Chen.Li Houmin was already sweating profusely at this moment, even his thick suit was soaked.