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Chapter 94: Drunk in the World

There is a White Cloud Spring on Tianping Mountain, where the clouds are carefree and the water is leisurely.

To the east of Taihu Lake, beside the city of Suzhou, there is a mountain. The mountain is high and steep, with a flat top, so it is named Tianping Mountain.

Decades ago, Emperor Renzong Zhao Zhen gave this mountain to Fan Zhongyan as his home mountain, but every autumn when the red maple leaves are as fiery as fire, the mountain is open to the public.

Tianping Mountain has three unique features: strange rocks, clear springs and red maples, so it attracts many tourists, including many chivalrous men from various sects.

Everyone gathered on the top of the mountain, brewing tea with the clear spring water that was rated as "the best water in Wuzhong" by the tea saint Lu Yu and praised as "Baiyun Spring" by Bai Juyi, and sitting and appreciating the strange rocks and red maples. How could it be more pleasant than this?
Where there are many people, there will be excitement.

At this time, in addition to appreciating the natural scenery, everyone also paid attention to a couple standing next to the clear spring from time to time.

The man was handsome and the woman was pretty, but no one dared to look at them for too long. Firstly, there were four men standing next to them who were obviously good at martial arts, and secondly, many people had already recognized their identities.

Deep in the Taihu Lake, in Chanhe Village, there is Murong Fu from the Murong family. People in the martial arts world call him Southern Murong, and he is as famous as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Northern Qiao Feng. His family's unique martial arts "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" is profound and famous.

The woman was extremely beautiful, but looked a little strange. However, when the locals heard Murong Fu call her cousin, they would quickly think of Mantuo Villa, which was also located in Taihu Lake. Then they would shudder uncontrollably and quickly look away.

The woman was not scary, but her mother, the owner of Mantuo Villa, was definitely not to be messed with. It was said that she would kill people at any time, and not only would she kill them, but her bodies would also be used as fertilizer for flowers. Someone reported her to the government, but in the end, she did not pay for her crime with her life, but only paid silver, and continued to do as she pleased afterwards.

"Cousin, try this. These are the little dragon balls that my mother got with great difficulty." Wang Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled softly, serving him tea in a dignified manner.

"Yeah." Murong Fu nodded modestly, took a sip from the cup, and said "good tea", then turned his head to look up the mountain, his brows slightly frowned. A trace of disappointment flashed across Wang Yuyan's face, but she didn't say much, just thinking that her skills were not good enough and she wasted the perfect dragon group.

A few moments.

Murong Fu's eyes suddenly lit up, his face suddenly turned red, and he quickly stood up with a smile on his face.

Wang Yuyan looked up in astonishment, only to see her cousin looking up the mountain with a burning gaze, so she turned her head to follow his gaze.

But see:

The crimson dress and black belt have a waist as thin as a bee, and the jade piles are surrounded by rustling green pines.

The silk sleeves flutter in the wind, and the dragon and phoenix appear in the bright moonlight.

I was absent-minded for a moment and in trance for a moment.

As her face flushed, she suddenly lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the tea set on the table. Unfortunately, the little dragon ball, a tribute to the palace, was broken into pieces.

However, she didn't need to panic, as most people on top of the Libra were like this.

Murong Fu was also slightly startled, but then his smile widened, and he strode forward to greet him. Three steps away, he paused, and said with a bow, "Gusu Murong Fu, greetings, young master!"

Hong Chen smiled and raised his hand to return the greeting: "I am Hong Chen, and I have long admired the name of Master Murong. After meeting him today, I suddenly feel that this Tianping Sanjue is nothing special."

"Hahaha, Brother Hong, you are so kind! You and I have exchanged letters for several times, and I have long regarded Brother Hong as a close friend through our writings. I have also guessed in my mind more than once what kind of person Brother Hong is. Fortunately, I have seen him today, and I know that Bai Shilang's lyrics are not only correct, but also flawed."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Murong Fu ushered Hong Chen to a seat. The three of them sat at the square table, with Hong Chen at the main table and Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan on either side.

He turned his eyes and looked around. In an instant, countless eyes avoided him, pretending to be indifferent. Naturally, there were also people with thoughtful eyes, wondering who could deserve such courtesy from Gusu Murong.

"Cousin." Murong Fu called softly, and Wang Yuyan bowed her head in response. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Why don't you serve tea quickly?"

“Oh…” Wang Yuyan picked up the teacup, raised her head slightly, and said politely, “Sir, please have some tea.”

"Thank you!" Hong Chen took it with both hands and his eyes paused on her face.

The beads of sutra do not move and the two eyebrows are condensed, and the lead is gone, showing the innocence.

Wang Yuyan is already eighteen years old, extremely beautiful, but there is still a childishness between her brows. It is obvious that she has always been well protected by Mrs. Wang.

The reason why his gaze paused slightly was naturally because of the scroll of Bei Ming Divine Art. She looked exactly like Li Qiu Shui, except for her eyes and temperament. One was charming and enchanting, while the other was pure as water. I just wondered if other than her appearance, they were the same in other places...

Less than a second later, before he could act rudely, Hong Chen looked away and turned to Murong Fu on the other side: "I guess this is Mr. Murong's cousin, the young master of Mantuo Villa?"

"Brother Hong has a keen eye. She is none other than my cousin, Wang Yuyan." Murong Fu responded with a smile.

Hong Chen nodded slightly, lowered his head to drink tea, and then praised: "Good water, good tea, Miss Wang also has good tea art."

Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes turned slightly and she smiled subtly.

Murong Fu said happily: "Haha, this Wuzhong's best water, paired with the tribute dragon balls, is really delicious. Brother Hong has come from afar, you should try it." Then, the two of them talked happily, and Murong Fu took the opportunity to introduce him to the four generals next to him: Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bu Tong, and Feng Bo'e. The four of them also bowed their heads and clasped their fists to greet him politely.

After about an hour, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the maple leaves were blown into the sky like sparks of fire, but a lot of dust was also raised. So Murong Fu's eyes moved, and he suggested: "Brother Hong is a guest from afar, why don't you follow me to Canhe Manor, so that I can have a chance to entertain you properly?"

"Then I'll have to trouble Master Murong."

The group packed up their things and went down the mountain, first taking a horse carriage to the Taihu ferry, and then taking a boat into the depths of the reed pond.

Murong Fu stayed with Hong Chen the whole time, standing at the bow and introducing him the scenery of Taihu Lake and the delicacies of lake fish with great enthusiasm.

When passing by Mantuo Villa, although the distance was far, Wang Yuyan, who had always been with Murong Fu, still secretly returned to the cabin.

Hong Chen smiled secretly and pretended not to see it.

Arriving at the shore, unlike what Hong Chen remembered, the small pier had been expanded a lot to accommodate large ships. It seemed that the Murong family had been doing well over the years. It was a pity that Madam Murong had turned into a pile of yellow earth.

Chanhe Village still retains its original appearance, with only some minor repairs.

After entering the manor, two maids with beautiful faces and good temperament came over. Murong Fu immediately ordered them to take Hong Chen back to the guest room to rest for a while. This was to allow the guests to get familiar with the accommodation first and to handle some personal matters at the same time, which was also a way of hospitality.

After passing through the corridor and crossing the bridge, the three finally arrived at a quiet and elegant place.

The bamboo leaves are green, and there are weeping willows in the lotus pond.

The two maids stopped and made way. The maid with an oval face and bright eyes said crisply, "Sir, please."

Hong Chen nodded and went inside. The two followed him into the house. He looked around and praised, "It's elegant and pleasant, peaceful and leisurely. Please ask the two girls to thank Mr. Murong for me."

The maid who had just spoken smiled charmingly and said, "You are too kind, sir. I am Ah Zhu, and this is my sister Ah Bi. We will be waiting outside the courtyard. If you need anything, you can call us."

"Okay, I'll trouble you two." As he said that, he glanced at A-Bi: she had a melon-seed face, beautiful features, and was dressed in green. She looked like a gentle girl from the Jiangnan water town.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi said they dared not, bowed and retreated.

Hong Chen sat down on the chair and took out a gourd about two inches in size carved from green jade from his sleeve. He played with it in his hand, and at the same time, thinking about Murong Fu's expression and words from beginning to end, he couldn't help but smile.
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study.

Murong Fu sat upright, with the four generals below him.

There was no smile on his face, only a thoughtful expression. He asked, "Now that you have met everyone, how do you feel?"

The second son, Gong Yeqian, was dressed in a green Confucian robe. He narrowed his eyes upon hearing this and replied, "Sir, this Master Hong is indeed extraordinary in temperament and has a beautiful appearance. I have just observed him carefully and he must be a gentleman. You only need to be sincere in your friendship and there will be no accidents."

"No, no!" Hearing this, you know that the one who spoke must be Lao San Bao Bu Tong, who is slightly fat and ugly, but his biggest feature is not on the surface, but on his mouth. This extreme argumentative person took a step forward, stroked his short beard, shook his head and said: "As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not his heart. This Mr. Hong is indeed good-looking, but who can guarantee that he is not a beast in human clothing? Besides, no matter how good his temperament is, he is also a businessman. Businessmen value profit, so they naturally look at the benefits. If you want to get 'Drunken Red Dust', you need to communicate and ponder constantly, test step by step, and when necessary, you can also use some means."

After the two of them finished speaking, Murong Fu did not rush to express his opinion but looked at the other two.

The eldest brother Deng Baichuan said, "Sir, I think the second and third brothers are right. But this time we are making friends with him for profit, so a gentleman's friendship is not appropriate. Moreover, although this Mr. Hong is kind and welcoming, he has not revealed anything along the way, which shows that he is cunning and hides his scheming. I think you should still follow the rules of business, but you don't need to do anything to avoid complications. Everything you prepared before can be used. It's up to him whether he likes it or not, and it has nothing to do with your etiquette."

Murong Fu nodded slightly and smiled: "You are right." Then he looked at the last person.

The fourth brother Feng Bo'e immediately shook his head and curled his lips: "I don't understand these things, but I'm good at fighting. If you ask me, I think that pretty boy doesn't have any martial arts skills. If the wind on Taihu Lake is stronger, it can blow him off the boat!"

When these words were spoken, several people couldn't help but laugh.

Murong Fu was the first to stop smiling and said solemnly, "You can't tell this to outsiders. He is a guest now and we need his help. Business is different from fighting in the martial arts world. It is not about the power of force! In short, when you see him in the future, you must be respectful and not rude!"

"Yes!" the four answered at the same time.

　Bai Shilang Qu - Song Dynasty - Guo Maoqian

　　Bai Shilang lives by the river.

　　Jiang Bo leads the way, followed by the fish.

　　The accumulated stones are like jade, and the rows of pines are like green.

　　Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)