368: Chapter 26 Le Hou drunk_1 368: Chapter 26 Le Hou drunk_1 Zhongxuan Zun walked away with a carefree gait, entrusting the vast family enterprise of the Zhong Xuan Family to Wang Yiwu for temporary managent.
Watching his retreating figure, Jiang Wang realized that a year later, when Zhongxuan Zun returned, he would undoubtedly cause a sensation.
If they could not topple Zhongxuan Zun’s influence within this year, it would be equivalent to trivial labor in vain.
By then, Zhongxuan Zun would no longer give Zhongxuan Sheng the slightest chance.
But while this was easy to say, it was extrely difficult to do!
The gate guards still looked straight ahead without turning their eyes; the street vendors remained busy with their own work.
In Linzi, people indulged in their own worlds where countless stories and incidents unfolded.
Wang Yiwu, with that almost constant pace, walked up to Zhongxuan Sheng and looked down at him.
“Do you want to die?” he asked.
Facing the strongest from ancient to present Tongtian Environnt, Wang Yiwu could very well be also the strongest in the Ascending Dragon Realm.
Facing his threat of death.
Zhongxuan Sheng just smiled.
“Care for morning tea?” he asked in return.
Of course, he was not asking Wang Yiwu.
Jiang Wangdao beside him said, “Of course!”
“Haitang Chun?”
“Soone has promised to treat us, let’s change to another place!”
“Then it’s still Hongxiu Zhao, just right to clear the old debts!” Zhongxuan Sheng stated, with multiple implications in his words.
“I’ve already had the Fog Maiden Pipa, need to switch to another tea!”
The two talked and walked, quickly leaving the place.
They had ignored Wang Yiwu from beginning to end!
Wang Yiwu was certainly strong, having broken the Heaven-reaching Realm Limit and made a na for himself in the history of cultivation, how could he not be strong?
However, whether it was Zhongxuan Sheng or Jiang Wang, who was easy to deal with?
Even with Wang Yiwu’s strength, could he make these two n surrender without a fight?
He attempted to display his might but clearly targeted the wrong people.
There was no need to repeat how he had responded back then in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.
Zhongxuan Sheng’s attitude was crystal clear.
Want dead?
Just bring it on!
It would be underestimating Zhongxuan Sheng to say he had co to Jicin just to look good in front of Zhongxuan Zun.
What he wanted to see was Zhongxuan Zun’s counterasures.
And thanks to his sudden and urgent actions, Zhongxuan Zun’s response was indeed hasty.
Or rather, even a person like Zhongxuan Zun couldn’t do much when the imperial decree suddenly descended; he simply left everything to Wang Yiwu.
This pleased Zhongxuan Sheng very much!
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Early in the morning at Hongxiu Zhao, it was the ti when the guests were leaving.
Yet, Zhongxuan Sheng and Jiang Wang chose this ti to drink flower wine, which really bewildered many people.
When they explained their intention and stated they were here just for morning tea, people were even more surprised.
Although Hongxiu Zhao exclusively owned three of the supre Eight-tone Teas, no one had ever heard of anyone coming here specifically for morning tea.
This was a bona fide place of pleasure, the top spot in Linzi for spending gold lavishly!
Are the young masters of today really so into health preservation?
Regardless, Hongxiu Zhao would not neglect their guests, not to ntion soone of Zhongxuan Sheng’s status.
Once they were seated, Zhongxuan Sheng said, “One should listen to the bell upon waking up, so why not have a cup of Lehou Drunken Bell?”
One of the unique Three Eight-tone Teas of Hongxiu Zhao was Lehou Drunken Bell, which resonated with the sound of bells.
Jiang Wang felt a headache upon hearing this because he inexplicably thought of Monk Ku Jue: “We’re not monks, why should we listen to bells upon waking?”
Zhongxuan Sheng remained silent for a while before saying, “Not that kind of bell, but chi bells!”
Only then did Jiang Wang realize his misunderstanding, but given his relationship with Zhongxuan Sheng, there wasn’t anything to be embarrassed about.
So he said, “One cup, please!”
Chi bells were an instrunt associated with elegant music, enjoyed only by the nobility and symbolizing status and power to so extent.
Jiang Wang had indeed never had the chance to hear them before.
Notwithstanding its status as one of the Four Famous Establishnts, Hongxiu Zhao couldn’t possibly present a set of chi bells to accompany the wine—it would be presumptuous.
Yet, a famous tea that could resonate with the sound of chi bells inherently ascended in tone.
There is a legend about a Marquisate nad Yue, where the Marquis deeply cherished the music of chi bells, often drinking to the sound of the bells, and ultimately dying inebriated in front of them.
This cup, nad after the Marquis of Yue’s intoxication, is inspired by this tale.
The shape of the teacup resembles a chi bell, and when the tea boils, it produces music on its own.
But to hear its clear, crisp, and bright sound resonate far and wide, uplifting the listener’s spirit as well, is a rare experience.
As Jiang Wang listened to Zhongxuan Sheng explain the allusion, he initially did not understand why such music could cause the Marquis to die drunk amidst it.
But when the boiling tea ceased and the lody ca to an end, the sudden sense of loss and bewildernt that arose in his heart gave him an instant insight.
Having wandered through such a bright and open world, he must have grown even more desperate about the mundane one, right?
As the tea entered the mouth, it seed to strike against the teeth, similar to the ringing of a chi bell.
That beautiful, bright sensation then spread throughout the body from the teeth.
Jiang Wang opened his eyes, his gaze filled with satisfaction and a sigh.
The reason he had been so preoccupied with the Eight Musical Tones Tea was not just because of the pleasure of drinking it itself.
Most importantly, when he was accompanying Li Longchuan in tuning the strings, he had tried to incorporate the misty sounds of the pipa into his Dao Technique, which gave him a new idea for the roaring Fla Sparrows.
This cup, nad after the Marquis of Yue’s intoxication, was indeed worth the journey, as it left his spirit entranced.
Strength itself is an even greater pleasure.
Having a new direction for his Dao Technique satisfied him, but to complete this new idea, he feared he would have to drink the Eight Musical Tones Tea to the full.
The cost of this made him sigh…
If it weren’t for the fact that one should only drink one cup of Eight Musical Tones Tea at a ti to prevent conflicts and loss of its unique taste, he would have seized on Zhongxuan Sheng’s hospitality and tried them all at once.
Zhongxuan Sheng’s return to Linzi was marked by setbacks on the first day, but on the second day he launched a fierce counterattack.
Indeed, after failing his first move with Jubao Business Association, Zhongxuan Sheng realized that his every move was probably anticipated, conventional thods would no longer work, and thus he made a decision.
He chose to enter the palace at the hour of Yin, precisely to allow no ti for Zhongxuan Zun to react.
Dragging Jiang Wang to the Red Sleeves Seeking so early in the morning was not only to provoke Wang Yiwu.
It was a deliberate display of enjoynt, a declaration of his “victory” over Zhongxuan Zun.
It was a crucial move and a very clear signal.
When Zhongxuan Sheng challenged Zhongxuan Zun, he seed invincible in conquest, but this was only because Zhongxuan Zun had not taken him seriously.
Once Zhongxuan Zun got serious, with just one move he had Zhongxuan Sheng in disarray, as if the ga was nearly decided.
Yet, Zhongxuan Sheng made a move akin to ‘the immortal’s descent beyond this world,’ leaving the chessboard and deciding to continue the ga alone.
Without any hesitation, Zhongxuan Zun changed the player to Wang Yiwu, entrusting everything to him and focusing on his cultivation.
Now, the chess ga had started anew.
Both parties were seated once more, but the opponent had changed from Zhongxuan Zun to Wang Yiwu.
It appeared as if nothing had changed.
Wang Yiwu was by no ans an opponent to be underestimated.
However…
The competition between Zhongxuan Sheng and Zhongxuan Zun, at its core, was a struggle for the position of the Family Head of the Zhong Xuan Family.
No matter how strong Wang Yiwu was, he was not eligible to inherit the Zhong Xuan Family!
This was the absolute advantage that Zhongxuan Sheng had over the past year.
The Marquis of Yue’s drunkenness, all in one cup.
Zhongxuan Sheng then asked, “I heard that Xu Xiangqian wants to befriend ?”
Jiang Wang replied irritably, “That is if you have more valuable items to give!”
“Then invite him to a banquet in your na!
And Li Longchuan too!”
Zhongxuan Sheng said, “I’ll invite others as well, Yan family, Tian family, Gao family, Mo family!
Invite everyone who can be invited!”
“Today we shall drink.
Do nothing else but drink for the entire day, revel for the entire day!”
It was necessary to let the cold-eyed observers see the changing attitudes of the various families.
Jiang Wang, understanding the significance of this, simply asked, “And after sobering up?”
“I also have to find soone,” Zhongxuan Sheng said coldly.
“Xu Fang!”
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ps: Having written “Red Heart Heavenly Patrol” for half a year, it’s almost been a bare run for that ti.
The recent limited free promotion saw a rise of nearly three thousand in collections, yet the average orders only increased by just over twenty.
My ntal state is completely imbalanced.
My effort and returns are severely disproportionate.
From yesterday to today, I haven’t written a single word.
There are only four chapters left in the reserves.
I know this state of mind is wrong.
But I have no solution.
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