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Two young men were sitting in a tea house on the side of the road. They were holding tea bowls and tasting the tea in small sips. Even the other young man, dressed simply, was standing out from the rest in the shed, surrounded by beggars.
Looking at the young master who was enjoying the tea, the young man could not help but ask, "Young Master, you have already drunk quite a few bowls. If you want to drink tea, can't we go to the teahouse?"
The man in embroidered clothing shook the teacup and asked with a smile, "Isn't this tea good? "At least the name sounds good, doesn't it?" He looked down at the cup of tea in his mouth, "The stars in the sky..." I remember when I was a kid, I loved this kind of flower. It's a pity, though, that although this tea is called Full Star, it's not. "
The young man's eyebrows twitched, and his suppressed voice sounded a little helpless, "Of course, this isn't Manchus. This is the broken pieces of various inferior tea leaves that were washed away with boiling water. And Young Master, you are so regretful, do you really want to take a sip or two of the water filled with stars? "
It was unknown if the colorful-clothed man heard it or if he pretended not to. "These tea leaves are not bad. Remember to pack one for Second Young Master when you leave later."
"Second Young Master?" The youth felt his eyebrows twitch uncontrollably, "Do you really think Second Young Master would drink that kind of thing?"
The colorful-clothed man suddenly smiled and said: "No, pack a few more and bring one to them as well."
The young man said, "I don't think Master Bai would drink such a thing. Which young master would drink such a thing?"
"Wen Ning, are you mocking me?" The colorful-clothed man sighed, obviously a little disappointed, "No one will really drink it?"
Wen Ning looked at her young master woodenly, "How can I mock you? Whatever Eldest Young Master says is fine. Compared to the tea leaves, Young Master, how long are you planning to sit here and drink? "
Wen Wan blinked and whispered, "Did you just hear them say that there was a guy who sent a letter in the name of the Sect Leader?"
Wen Ning was stunned. "I didn't notice."
"I assume that the letter my father received was the one they were talking about. "How about this, I'll go in and take a look. You stay outside and help me out when the time comes." He was about to stand up.
Wen Ning instantly had a bad premonition. "Young Master, I have the card here, did you forget to take it?"
Wen Wan nodded. "En, I won't take it. I'll be back soon."
Wen Ning's eyebrows stopped twitching, but her right eyelid was twitching. "Young Master, why don't you sit here and drink some more tea while I take a look?"
Wen Wan revealed a faint smile. "No need, after sitting in the carriage for such a long time, even the bones are going to break apart. It's just the right time to do some exercise."
Wen Ning cautiously asked, "Then Young Master must not reveal his identity when he's caught."
Wen Wan looked at him. "You're not going to let me get caught, are you?"
Wen Ning repeatedly denied, "How could that be? Nothing. Young Master, quickly come back, I will wait here. "
Wen Wan nodded. "Don't forget to wrap the tea leaves well. Perhaps when I return, you won't have time to buy tea leaves?"
Wen Ning replied, "Alright, I understand. Young Master can rest assured."
Wen Wan carefully adjusted his sleeves and slowly walked away.
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"Young Sect Master, this is a message that several of our brothers exchanged. How do you want to deal with it?" A few middle-aged beggars stood under a tree, eagerly looking at their Young Sect Master, waiting for him to say something.
He wore a white robe with a few symbolic patches on the corner. His complexion was as pale as when he had just recovered from his illness. Wen Qi Hua looked through the scrawled information in his hand and folded it into his pocket. "Don't pursue this matter any further. I'll take some silver taels and settle them down."
"This …" The few of them looked at each other, with some unwillingness and disapproval in their eyes, "Young Sect Master, do you think that we should ask the Sect Master for his opinion?"
Wen Qi Hua's eyes darkened and he sighed softly, "My uncles, I am not ruthless and am not willing to interfere in this matter. Although I don't know my brothers who died, but they are disciples of the Beggar Gang, how can I not feel heartache? But you see, this is a small matter. If we ignore it, we might be angered for the time being, but they wouldn't dare to provoke us again, so let's just let this matter pass. We will remember this grudge. Are we still afraid that we won't be able to take revenge in the future? "
The one on the left seemed to be the one who could speak the most. Hearing this, he was slightly startled and asked: "Then what does Young Sect Master mean?"
The sadness in Wen Qi Hua's eyes was obvious for a moment before it was quickly retracted. "So many seniors died in the Puppet Palace, including Uncle Jiang. Due to the burden of me, now that Master is severely ill, I am already extremely unfilial. How would I dare to make Master worry more and make his illness worse? "
Looking at the grief and self-blame that he had suppressed, the few of them were moved. "Young Sect Master is right, we were too careless."
Wen Qi Hua gently shook his head. "Uncles, what are you saying? Qi Hua only did his best to do what he could to alleviate his master's pain. Although our gang is strong, but no matter how strong the dragon is, we cannot lose the head to lead the way. "We are currently without a leader, so we can only endure for a while. Please understand." With a deep bow, he fell to the ground.
The few of them hurriedly reached out to support him, "Young Sect Master, please do not say it again. Since Young Sect Master is acting this way for the sake of the sect, how can we not understand? "
Wen Qi Hua straightened up, a bitter smile appearing on his face. "Then I won't say thank you. I'll put my thanks in my heart."
The man on the left laughed heartily and said, "It's not something worth remembering, so Young Sect Master should just forget about it. Let's do it this way, Young Sect Master, we'll be leaving first. In the future, if Young Sect Master needs anything, just let us know and we will definitely be able to help. "
Wen Qi Hua smiled. "Then I'll thank you first." Seeing that they were about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, reached into his pocket and took out a few pieces of crushed silver. With an apologetic expression, he said, "I've spent a bit too much recently, so I only have this little money left. "How about this, you guys take the rest of the coffin and I'll send it over in a few days."
The man was stunned. "Young Sect Master, what are you doing? "I don't have much money, so you should just take it. We'll pay for it ourselves."
Wen Qi Hua looked at the crushed silver in his hand. After a moment of hesitation, he clenched his fist and said, "Alright. I'll send the silver directly to you in a few days."
Seeing that he had misunderstood his intentions, the man hurriedly explained, "Young Sect Master, I do not find your money lacking." What I mean is, since Young Sect Master has worked so hard, you saved up this silver with great difficulty, so how could we accept it? "
Wen Qi Hua said stubbornly: "I can't even avenge my brothers in the sect, and if you don't let me pay just a few taels of silver, how can I live with that?" Isn't this making me feel uncomfortable? "
The man thought for a moment and said, "How about this, Young Sect Master, just give me those pieces of silver. Just consider it as a gift to our brothers."
Wen Qi Hua spread his hands and shook his head decisively. "No, this is not even ten percent of this silver. If Uncle thinks well of me, I'll take this for now. I'll have the rest of the three days … "Five days. I will bring it to you in five days."
Seeing that he was so stubborn, the man became even more heroic: "Those brothers were all brought out by me. If they found out that I didn't even pay a single copper coin for the coffin, wouldn't they scold me to death? Young Sect Master has given these to me, and we are all grateful that Young Sect Master values us. If the Young Sect Master brings up the matter of silver again, then it means that he looks down on all of our brothers. "
The rest of the group also agreed, "That's right. If the Young Gang can be considered as our friend with just a few more taels of silver, then they will look down on us!"
Wen Qi Hua pursed his lips and nodded. He passed the crushed silver over and added, "Remember to call me when you bury me. If I can find the time, I will definitely come over. If... and hope to help me apologize to them. "
Several people hastily responded, "Young Sect Master, you can rest assured that we will definitely help you carry the message through."
Wen Qi Hua nodded and was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of a purple shadow from the corner of his eyes. He could not help but frown.
Noticing that something was wrong, the few of them hurriedly asked, "What happened to Young Sect Master?" They followed his gaze, but saw nothing.
Wen Qi Hua came back to reality. "It's nothing. Maybe it's just a wild cat." He cupped his hands together and said, "This nephew still has some matters to attend to, so I won't be accompanying my uncles for long."
The few of them hastily said, "We won't disturb you any longer. Young Sect Master, please go and help." Then, he quickly left, afraid that he would disturb him.
After watching them leave, Wen Qihua turned to look in the direction of the purple shadow and smiled. He murmured to himself with a hint of happiness: "Looks like there are some interesting guests. Since there's nothing important to do, let's go take a look." He dusted off his clothes and walked away.
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"Young Master?" Seeing Wen Wan's return, Wen Ning quickly stood up and looked behind him.
Wen Wan picked up the cold, starry sky from the table and poured it into his cup. With a bitter face, he took out a handkerchief from his bosom and covered his mouth with it, spitting out a large amount of tea dregs. He threw the four taels of silver taels into the rattan basket beside him, then took out a handkerchief and continued to spit.
When he had used up six handkerchiefs and realized that the dregs wouldn't be able to finish vomiting, Wen Wan finally let out a helpless sigh and said: "No one is chasing after me."
Wen Ning, who had long since discovered that there were no pursuers, sighed. However, she did not say anything to her young master. Instead, she asked, "Then, shall we leave?"
Wen Wan nodded and asked again, "Did you buy it?"
Wenning pointed at the five paper bags on the table.
Wen Wan smiled in satisfaction. "Then let's go." Luckily, Young Master Yu didn't make him do anything strange. Wen Ning could ignore the strange look the tea shop's owner had when he looked at her. She picked up the "tea leaves" and quickly followed Wen Wan.
"Right." After some distance, before getting into the carriage, Wen Wan turned to Wen Ning and asked, "How much is this tea?" What about the tea fee? "
Wen Ning said, "The tea leaves are worth twenty gold coins per pack. Five packets of tea leaves are also worth twenty gold coins, so it's worth eighty gold coins." The young master drank two cups of tea at two coins a bowl, and two bowls at three coins. Young master has six bowls, I have one bowl, we drank a total of seven bowls, it is eleven coins. I gave him a tael of silver. "
Wen Wan held the carriage door in one hand and his chin in the other. Half of his body was hanging outside the door. "What are the rates of exchange for silver and copper coins?"
Wen Ning replied quickly, "The silver here is quite valuable. It can be exchanged for around 1,300 to 1,350 pieces of paper."
Wen Wan raised his eyebrows, and asked almost as soon as he finished his sentence, "So, you gave him an extra twelve hundred and nine pieces of gold? Do you know that you gave him thirteen times more? "
Wen Ning didn't remind him of the value of the handkerchiefs she threw away for a few cups of bad tea. She only looked at the young master who was wobbling, and replied, "I don't have any copper coins on me. I only have one tael of silver and some banknotes."
Wen Wan asked, "Is there still one tael of silver?" Give me one. "
Wen Ning was startled, but tactfully didn't ask him for the money. Instead, she took out a piece and placed it in his hand, which was almost up to his nose.
Wen Wan picked it up and weighed it twice, and under the driver's frightened look, he stuffed a corner of it into his mouth, and bit off a small piece, throwing it back to Wen Ning. "Next time, I'll just do it."
Wen Ning quickly caught the fingernail-sized piece of silver. She could not help but let out a sigh. Then, she turned to the carriage driver and said, "Let's go." He threw the stepping stone at the back of the carriage and sat in it.