On the day we set off, we gathered in front of the city gate early in the morning, almost blocking the official road.

There are some sects who are particular about the show. Even the most subtle disciples ride the Mobei trotter, dressed in uniform, wore long swords, and were very elegant and dashing. The carriage behind the team is also made of Nanyang ebony, and it is pitch black and valuable.

The others were jealous and were whispering together. Suddenly, they heard a commotion from behind, so they stretched their necks and looked over curiously. As a result, they almost dropped their chins after just one glance.

The horse team of the Zhu Mansion in Jiangnan appeared at the city gate in a mighty, magnificent and magnificent manner.

The team is so huge that all the heroes on the scene can't speak.

Ordinary people often use red sandalwood as bracelets, wealthy families use tables, chairs and bedding, while Zhu Mansion directly uses it to make carriages. The carriages are all colored by the night jade lion, snow-white and tall, with fine gold and silver thread embroidered on the saddle, shining brightly in the sunlight. The family and guards have different responsibilities, and the colors of their clothes are also different. They are lined up neatly and majestic, and are no inferior to any sect in the world.

The carriage that Zhu Yanyin rode was more luxurious and exquisite. It was filled with yellow rosewood inside, and the fragrance of the medicine was elegant and heavy. It could make people feel comfortable and happy after hearing it for a long time. The outside was covered with a layer of hollow teak, which could be moved and removed. Ice jade was placed in the heat of the heat, and warm jade in the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the heat of the cold of the heat of the cold of the heat of the winter, and the space inside was even more spacious, and you could sit or lie down, and you would not be too tired even if you ran for a long distance.

With this huge wave of people, the road was completely blocked.

After the carriage stopped, Zhu Xiaohui lifted the curtain and helped Zhu Yanyin down.

A group of people immediately surrounded him.

If the "encirclement" in the previous few chapters was to establish a relationship with the Wanren Palace through Zhu Yanyin, then this time, the encirclement was outside the Wanren Palace, and there was another layer of admiration for the rich people in Jiangnan. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who would have believed that there was really someone in the world who could be so rich?

Zhu Xiaosui has figured it out. Since he has been mingling in the sects of the world, he will definitely be inseparable from dealing with them. As long as he doesn't touch my young master, it's not impossible to stand together and chat for a few words. Moreover, these sects are not as good as he thought before, and they will draw their swords and chop each other when they have disagreements. Except for the Lord Li who is a bit like a bloodthirsty maniac, the rest are quite normal.

The four words "bloodthirsty maniac" are what Zhu Xiaosui saw from "The Butcher in the Jianghu: He wants to eat one person every day" when he was helping his son to clean up his storybook. He looked at how he thought about how he would be suitable for Wanren Palace.

Zhu Yanyin exchanged a few greetings with everyone, and was about to find out if Li Suilai was coming, but the wind first brought a scent of flowers to the air.

Elegant and affectionate, refreshing.

You will know that the beauty is coming as soon as you hear it.

"Ah!" Someone in the crowd slapped his thighs, "It must be the senior sisters of Qinghua Pavilion who are here."

There are many beauties in Qinghua Pavilion, and Ning Qingzui, the head of the sect, is famous for being beautiful. Who in the world can not love beauty? So everyone was energetic and stood with their heads raised, ready to welcome the beauty. They were strong and vigorous, and had already squeezed to the front of the team, with a bright smile on their faces.

Li followed the horse and walked through the city gate.

The heroes' smiles froze on their faces.

By chance, the morning sun disappeared at this time, blocked by a floating cloud that floated from somewhere, leaving only a thin layer of light.

In Li Sui's eyes, "You are about to die" that remains unchanged for 80,000 years.

The heroes never dreamed that the Wanren Palace would appear with the fragrance of flowers. Who could withstand it? The timid ones had even started to shake his legs, but they couldn't turn around and ran away, so they had to force themselves to maintain their original state, with a happy look on their faces.

As for the effect of "happiness", Zhu Xiaosui looked from a distance and saw a layer of white hair and sweat emerged from his back.

Is this going to be a corpse or something? It's so scary.

Li Sui was extremely unhappy.

The major sects are either careful, trembling, or avoiding them, and they are not very happy.

Looking at the audience, the only thing that was refreshing was probably Zhu Yanyin.

The reason why he chose the beauty of Youlan to give to Li Sui was because of the Xiangjun sword. It is said that when Mrs. Xiang was riding a boat in Dongting, there were fragrant mosquitoes, icy grass, citrus, mulan, and Youlan beauties on the boat. They were made of these herbs, and blended with flower oil. They not only could incense, but also moisten the ointment, but also used to wipe the sword blade. How to use it, I wrote carefully in the letter, two pages in total, very sincere.

I was nervous before, thinking that the other party would think that he was too lazy to read. Even after hearing about this, Zhao Mingchuan said tactfully, why did the virtuous brother give such a thing? Palace Master Li doesn't look like a person who likes spices, and will probably be thrown away.

Zhu Er Gongzi said dejectedly: "Oh."

Just throw it away and say goodbye to another person next time.

But who would have thought that Palace Master Li not only did not throw it away, but also used it.

Not only did it be used, but it was not used to wipe the sword, but it was directly used to scent the entire Wanren Palace, including himself, to make it extremely fragrant.

Zhu Yanyin was full of joy and ran all the way to the city gate: "Prince Li."

Today, because I was going to travel far, Zhu Xiaosui changed his light clothes for him. The white ones were still white, and the puff was slightly restrained. When the hem of the clothes was raised, it no longer looked like an exaggerated and huge flower, but like snow rolled up by the wind.

But Li Sui still felt that the other party was very disliked.

Zhu Yanyin looked at him happily and sincerely: "If Lord Li likes this fragrance, there are many in my family."

Li was pounding with the blue veins on his forehead, his thumb was wrong, and the sword body buzzed.

"Prince Li, I wish you a son!" At the critical moment, Jiang Shenglin fell from the sky.

Several medicine boys followed him, and they were so angry that they could not get angry.

Because the beauty Youlan was so aggressive last night, Jiang Shenglin packed his things and ran back to Xuanlin Tower on the spot. His luggage was also in the tower, so he could escape the disaster smoothly. He did not even get fumigated like the others in Wanren Palace.

"Doctor Jiang." Zhu Yanyin greeted him, and was concerned, "Why, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Shenglin was perfunctory: "I checked the herbs a few times, and it was dawn in a blink of an eye." In fact, it was because after returning to the tower, I remembered the beauty Youlan and the Palace Master Li lying in the haystack. I could have been laughing for almost half an hour, and the more I smiled, the more I became clearer.

Zhu Yanyin thought the other party delayed his rest just to prepare medicine for him, so he hurriedly said, "I have prepared a separate carriage for the miracle doctor, and I can take a break on the way."

Jiang Shenglin smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu, but I have it myself."

Zhu Yanyin looked behind him and insisted: "It's better to sit down, mine should be bigger."

"I really don't--" Before he could say all his refusal, the servants of Zhu's mansion were already rushing over in a car.

Compared with the miracle doctor's own carriage, it is only three times larger, with vanilla hanging on it and soft brocade, and even the curtains are embroidered with water and moon in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiang Shenglin: "Okay, then I won't refuse."

Li Sui was extremely dissatisfied and snorted coldly.

Jiang Shenglin: Why are you humming? Why don’t you get a big carriage for me?

Zhu Yanyin turned his head and said with anticipation: "Actually, I have also prepared a carriage for Palace Master Li."

Li Sui looked at him silently, and his face said, "Take your carriage and get out of here."

Zhu Yanyin: OK!

From northwest to northeast, the journey is long.

Some people in the martial arts world were thinking that they wanted to fight against the Demon Sect along the way, but they had to take the spoiled young master Jiangnan, and they would probably have to waste time again. They were quite dissatisfied. It was not until they set off that they found that they might have been themselves, other sects, or even the leader of the Wan, but they could not have been Zhu Yanyin.

Not to mention anything else, just the Huanghuali cart turned around and had already thrown out a large section of the other carriage. The Zhaoye Yu lion who pulled the carriage ran quickly and steadily, like lightning, passing through the clouds, with one leg pushing the horse and ten legs.

It can be seen that whether there is skill or not is actually not important, just be rich enough.

In the afternoon, Zhu Yanyin reminded: "Uncle Zhong, please wait for others."

"Young Master, we are not fast." The coachman slowed down slightly and said with a smile, "Parent Lord Li is still ahead of him, and he is also a good horse."

Zhu Yanyin put down the book and snacks, wiped his hands and lifted the curtain. Sure enough, he saw Li Sui at the end of the road, and his figure flashed like black lightning.

"What kind of horse is it?"

"Kick the snow-white lord."

"It turns out that's just kicking Xue Wuzhi." Zhu Yanyin exclaimed, "I have only seen it in books before."

"If the young master wants to see the horse, we will speed up and catch up." The coachman said, "There is a tea shed halfway up the mountain. I guess Lord Li will rest there."

The sun in the northwest is scorching and the trees are thick and shade, so the tea shop business is very good.

The boss greeted him warmly, brought the tea and brewed the freshly boiled spring water to the old stalks of yellow leaves. The real price of a bowl of coarse tea.

The disciples of Wanren Palace thought this thing was hot, so they went to another place to buy herbal tea. Li Sui was also a little dry and dry. He put Xiangjun sword on the table, closed his eyes and was about to regurgate his breath for a moment, but another carriage and horse stopped on the side of the road with a constant "sounding" sound.

"Come on, please sit down, all the guests." The proprietress urged the client to set up the bench.

"No need." The housekeeper of the Zhu family took out a ingot of broken silver and had a gentle attitude. "My son is tired from riding a carriage. He wants to lend you a rest here, and he doesn't need tables, chairs and tea."

The boss's wife didn't react for a moment and just took the money in a daze. The next moment, several servants were already busy. They first unloaded a huge chair from the luggage cart and placed it straight in the shade. Then they sprinkled a circle of water and ash on the surrounding ground. Then they fiddled out two clear jade pots from the cart, attached a pair of white porcelain tea cups, and a bowl of cool ice cubes. They all placed in a tray, standing next to the chair with respect.

After all this was completed, Zhu Xiaosui helped Zhu Yanyin out of the carriage.

Li Sui: "..."

Zhu Xiaosui asked: "Young Master wants to drink plum soup or herbal tea?"

"Plum Soup." Zhu Yanyin rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a wet silk squid. Seeing this, the servants immediately added a piece of broken ice to the cup. With a "ding bell" sound, it was so crispy and quenched thirst.

The plum soup is quite large, but it is actually enough for two or three people to drink it.

Zhu Er Gongzi was active and secretly glanced at Lord Li next door.

By chance, Li Sui was also looking at him.

As always, the murderous indifference.

Zhu Yanyin: I understand OK, I will get out with plum soup right away!

So Palace Master Li watched someone hold the cup with both hands, twist his body quietly and slowly, and his eyes floated elsewhere.
Chapter completed!