Jiang Shenglin's medical treatment was at Xuanlin Tower.

Almost no one in the martial arts world knew that he had a good relationship with Li Sui, and they all said that the divine doctor Jiang was hard to find for his family. As for his temper, he was even more ruling, but he was not sure.

Zhu Yanyin has read many vernacular books in the past few days. The miracle doctors written in them are very fierce. If he disagrees, he threatens the patient to be bald. He is very stressed, afraid that Jiang Shenglin will have the same style, so he wonders whether to get some delicacies and pick them up, because as the saying goes, he will not hit the gift giver.

Zhu Xiaosui gently smoothed his clothes for him: "It's still early, why don't I accompany the young master to the dry goods shop to take a look?"

Zhu Yanyin took the hat on one side, and when the wind blew, the long yarn was so chaotic.

After leaving, the eyes of all the people from all walks of life also floated towards him. After a night of spreading you and I spreading his rumors, there was a bond between Zhu Er Gongzi and Li Da Palace Master. He did not ask for birth on the same day of the same year, but wanted to die on the same day of the same month of the same year, but in short, the inside story was amazing.

Zhu Xiaosui complained: "Why are these people staring at us again?"

Zhu Yanyin replied, just stare, because everyone else is wearing delicate short-shot clothes, and you only have three or five layers of Jiangnan Yunjinshi. It is out of place, and naturally attracts attention, and it is not as light as a change tomorrow.

Zhu Xiaosui: "...No, the young master cannot wear coarse linen clothes, and the decency of the Zhu Mansion in Jiangnan cannot be lost!"

The sun was rising outside, and the warm light was stroking through the misty dust and fog, stroking through the large black and gray city walls. Jincheng was heavy and stable, and the houses, whether it was carriages or horses, were blown by the wind and sand of the desert. So when standing on the tower and looking down, the only bright and jumping in the sight was the second young master Zhu who was walking on the long street, wrapped in clouds and golden yarn.

The people are watching him.

People in the world are watching him.

The spies from the Demon Cult are also watching him.

The Wulin League was trying to attack the Burning Fire Hall, so Chi Tian naturally would not sit and wait for death, so he had already sent people to sneak into Jincheng. At this time, they were hiding in the dark, staring at the dry goods shop without blinking. Zhu Yanyin was not satisfied with picking the goods for a long time, so the waiter respectfully asked him to sit down first, and ran to the boss to get the goods.

So the spy of the Demon Cult became even more certain. The sudden rise of rumor last night must have a reason. Zhu Yanyin and Li Sui must have an unknown relationship, otherwise how could everyone respect him?

In the Xuanlin Tower, Jiang Shenglin was preparing for the medicine box to be used in the afternoon. Li Sui looked at him with a bad expression: "Why are you laughing at?"

Doctor Jiang replied, I didn’t laugh, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Li Sui’s thumb joint was wrong, and Xiangjun’s sword was half-drawn.

Jiang Shenglin raised his hand to admit defeat, but simply refused to hide it: "What kind of brain do you need to think of those rumors outside?" When he first heard the movie guard talk, he almost burst into tears. Li Sui didn't find it funny, dragged a chair and sat down: "When will he come?"

"who?"

"Zhu Yanyin."

"It's probably coming soon." Jiang Shenglin realized something was wrong after answering, "Why, do you really doubt this person has a problem?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a subordinate came to report that the suspicion of the Burning Palace had been following Zhu Yanyin, and he would not withdraw for a moment, judging from his posture.

Jiang Shenglin asked: "Can both parties have contact?"

"No." said the subordinate, "That second young master Zhu went to Huyang Road early in the morning to buy dry goods, and he is still in the store."

Jiang Shenglin looked at Li Sui: "Either he is really related to the Demon Sect, or even the Demon Sect's people were also bewitched by rumors in the city and wanted to attack him. However, no matter which one it is, you are afraid that you will take action to take care of it."

Li Sui sneered: "If he is really a member of the Burning Palace, it would be easier."

...

On Huyang Road, Zhu Yanyin spent a lot of money and almost bought the good goods that the boss had hidden privately. Then he took Zhu Xiaosui to dinner with satisfaction. The restaurant they were going to was called Fenghuangtai. When he heard the name, he knew it was very grand. The chef was invited from the royal city and the business was very booming. If you want a location, you need to make a reservation in advance.

Zhu Yanyin didn't understand this rule, so he was told by the waiter when he arrived at the store, and he had to wait for a while before there was a space.

"It's okay, just wait." Zhu Yanyin said, "Put us a pot of tea first."

The waiter responded and took the two to the second floor with a diligent stool against the wall, so he could sit and rest temporarily.

Zhu Xiaosui stretched his neck: "Isn't there an empty table?"

"Didn't you listen to the waiter just now? You have to make reservations in advance." Zhu Yanyin said, "Anyway, I'm not in a hurry. Why are you anxious? If you are hungry, go buy a bun yourself first."

"I'm afraid of delaying my son's afternoon consultation." Zhu Xiaosui opened the teapot and took a look. He was about to post another disgust for a wealthy family like "How can this rough tea be in?", and a group of people happened to come up on the stairs.

It's so majestic, without looking at the face, just this posture looks familiar.

The eldest master of the Canglang Gang who spent a lot of money and envied others, what is the name of Tan Shuqiu.

The word "shu Qiu" is xiaowing far away, the trees and sparse forests are sparse, and half of the autumn mountains are sunset, and the artistic conception is pleasant, but people are not likable. Zhu Yanyin only glanced at him, then continued to drink his own tea, and his eyes also fell elsewhere. But I couldn't resist me and I was going to offend me, and people wanted to offend me. Tan Shuqiu spent six times of the silver to buy a pile of unsightly things. This incident had already spread throughout the city. Not to mention being embarrassed, he was scolded by his own father when he returned to the inn. At this time, he was holding a fire. He looked up and saw Zhu Yanyin, and his heart felt even more like a scoop of oil.

He snorted coldly on the spot, his voice so loud that he was shocked Zhu Xiaosui, who was sitting with his back to him.

The clerk of the Canglang Gang said the wrong thing yesterday and was worried that he would not have the chance to make up for his mistakes. At this time, he saw that his young master had "hum" and immediately mocked the gang: "Some rural guys really think that this Phoenix Platform can come with money?"

Zhu Xiaosui looked at the group of reckless men and savages in front of him, and was shocked and angry. If he had been following his usual temperament, he would have cursed him long ago. But he was thinking that the young master would have to go to the hospital later. The hospitalization was a big deal and it was not difficult to delay, so he just glared: "If you have a seat, go eat quickly. What are you doing here?"

Tan Shuqiu glanced at Zhu Yanyin and saw that he had been drinking tea and watching the scenery - if he forced himself to give in, it would not be impossible. So he decided to let the other party go temporarily and took his servant Yaowu and powerful to the designated position.

Zhu Xiaosui was even more convinced that people in the world were really not very normal. He dragged the narrow table and chair against the wall to avoid being disturbed again.

After a while, Zhu Yanyin suddenly handed him a plate of melon seeds: "If you are so angry, will I go and tease him again?"

Zhu Xiaosui was stunned for a moment, realizing his loss of composure, quickly retracted his gaze and said, "Young master is not angry, why am I angry? Let's have a meal soon, and we have to go back to the dry goods store to get supplements after eating."

Not far away, the dishes ordered by Tan Shuqiu had already started serving, with seven plates and eight bowls, chicken, duck, fish and meat. At this time, another group of people came up, each with long swords and jade and silver crowns, talking and laughing enthusiastically. In this scene, I prayed that the wealthy young men from Jiangnan made an appointment to celebrate the spring competition poem every year, and the same scene was also the case. I guessed that 80% of the young masters of the Jianghu sect came to have dinner together.

There was no empty table on the second floor. The waiter trotted up all the way and said with a smile: "You guys are afraid that you will wait for a while. There are other guests in front of you, and you are still drinking tea."

Zhu Yan was invisible as a "other guest" and had no expectations for this group of arrogant young men. He didn't want to be hungry and had to argue with others, so he planned to take Zhu Xiaosui away. However, before he could get up, the group had already surrounded the big table in the middle - Tan Shuqiu's.

"Oh, Brother Tan is having dinner here too."

"Have you finished eating?"

"If we finish eating, we will take up this table."

While saying that, he deliberately threw the sword onto the table, and the cup and plate were skewed and messed up.

Tan Shuqiu's face was green and red. As she was teasing and cheering, she gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't finished it yet!"

"No hurry, eat slowly, do you want me to feed you?" One of the men in blue picked up a bowl of soup and poured the boiling meat soup into his mouth. Tan Shuqiu stood up and took two steps back, but was still splashed with sticky sauce. The laughter around him became louder and louder. Some of the other guests watched the fun and knew who he was, so they just laughed with each other. The servants of the Canglang Gang were usually arrogant, so they didn't dare to stand up for the young master in this situation. They just wiped the soup on his chest and whispered: "Let's go."

Tan Shuqiu clenched his fists, remembering the father's repeated instructions, "Don't argue with those big sects." Finally, he endured this tone and said hoarsely: "I've finished eating, I'll give this table to you."

Zhu Xiaosui said coldly: "It turns out that he is also a bully of the weak and afraid of the strong."

Zhu Yanyin turned his head and looked at Tan Shuqiu in pairs.

He was curious, while the other party was... After being humiliated, he was still thinking about seeing whether this farce had fallen into the eyes of the "old enemy".

Zhu Yanyin, who had just been promoted to "old enemy" yesterday: "..."

The group of whining young men saw Tan Shuqiu looking at the corner of the wall, and also glanced at it.

Zhu Xiaosui moved the table away just now, and Zhu Yanyin's body was hidden in the darkness. He would not notice it if he didn't look carefully.

Someone in the crowd recognized Zhu Yanyin and thought in shock, wasn’t this the person who had a great time talking to Lord Li on Acacia Street yesterday afternoon?

Suddenly, there was no sound.

Zhu Yanyin was also confused. He didn't know what strange way it was for this large group of people to suddenly stare at him. Could it be that the seven or eight layers of cloud brocade sha is really so rich and elegant that no one can help but look at it carefully?

It's impossible.

He could not tell the situation for a moment, and could only maintain an approachable and kind attitude, and continue to look at the group of people opposite him in warmth.

The young man was indeed stunned by his smile. He couldn't guess whether the other party had something to do with Tan Shuqiu or he thought the farce just now was too noisy, but no matter what, it was absolutely true that the thirty-six strategies were the best.

So they put away their arrogance and rushed to leave the restaurant.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Zhu Yanyin felt that there seemed to be someone who took advantage of the chaos to salute him.

“…”

Only Tan Shuqiu was still standing there.

Yesterday, he was called to scold him by his father when he returned to the inn, and he was locked in the room with his servants and thought about his mistakes. So he didn't know how extraordinary Mr. Zhu had in the new book. He could only infer that the person sitting opposite him might be really identifiable based on the reactions of the group of people just now.

Zhu Yanyin looked at Tan Shuqiu and stood there for a while, then walked quickly towards the stairs. Halfway through, he stopped and turned around.

Zhu Xiaosui was shocked for the second time today. She thought the other party was about to fight and hurriedly protected her son.

Tan Shuqiu's chest was undulating violently, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times, but he wanted to say but stopped, but he didn't want to say anything.

Seeing that he was really having trouble speaking, Zhu Yanyin had to take the initiative to say, "No need to thank you."

Tan Shuqiu was obviously relieved and hurriedly left with his head down.

Zhu Xiaosui:...What's wrong with this!

Xiao Er quickly cleaned up the mess. Even if this matter was over, it was common for the Central Plains martial arts world to start conflicts with swords and guns. Zhu Yanyin ordered a few dishes and wanted to discuss what happened to the group of people in the martial arts world just now, but Zhu Xiaosui was very firm in his position and insisted that it was either because the young master was charming and the rough and reckless man had never seen it before, so he could see the gains and dementia, or they had a brain disease. Anyway, most people in the martial arts world were sick.

Zhu Yanyin: "Forget it, I'd better go and ask Brother Ming Chuan later."

The meal was uneasy and unhappy. Zhu Yanyin put down his chopsticks after taking a few bites. When he was free, he turned his head, but saw Tan Shuqiu still sitting on the street, sitting alone in a small tea shop, comparable to the eggplant behind the frost.

Of course, Zhu Yanyin didn't think he was good, but he didn't think he was bad. After all, if he was really a traitor, it wouldn't be his turn to talk to the weapons business yesterday.

...

Tan Shuqiu looked at the porcelain cup in front of him, watched the hot white mist flow out of the turbid tea soup, and raised her sleeves and wiped her face hard.

Zhu Yanyin:...is disturbed.

Tan Shuqiu didn't expect that his humiliation would attract someone to share, so he asked in a rough voice: "What are you here to do?"

Zhu Yanyin replied: "In theory, I should have made up a sentence to drink tea, but I think you won't believe it."

Tan Shuqiu didn't say anything.
To be continued...