Yusui Chang'an

Yao Huining, who is serving the pen and ink, looks much more relaxed and relaxed than when she was the princess. She is dressed in plain clothes and is elegant and refined, giving her a sense of being clean and elegant.

Hearing Taishi Yao's question, he smiled and said:
"My grandfather has painted hundreds of orchids. Although each painting has a different posture, the essence has been drawn already. How could it be bad?"

Master Yao stared at the orchids on the paper, his eyes as if looking at his beloved:
"Your grandmother loves orchids the most..."

Yao Huining couldn't bear to see him hurt, so he quickly comforted him with gentle words.

Grand Master Yao pulled away his emotions and asked the visitor who was standing aside.

Knowing that the other party was very sure that he would meet him and that the interview must be conducted alone, Master Yao was aroused and asked Yao Huining to wait for the ink to dry, put the painting away, and take the inkstone to see the visitor.

In the quiet courtyard, the visitor stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the flowers on the green plum tree in a daze, with a bitter and lonely atmosphere lingering around him.

Grand Master Yao stepped into the courtyard and saw this scene without saying a word. He only looked at the person from head to toe secretly. He thought carefully in his memory and made sure that he had never seen this person before.

A gust of breeze blew, and the remaining flowers scattered like light snow. The petals fell on the shoulders of the visitor. The visitor raised his hand to pick it up. He turned his head and saw Taishi Yao, bowed and bowed:
"Master."

Seeing the visitor saluting, Master Yao narrowed his eyes dangerously for a moment, and ordered Yan Shu to guard the entrance of the courtyard, not allowing anyone to enter or exit. He stared at the visitor with cold eyes as he stepped forward:

"Your Excellency performed the Yeliang ceremony and came here specially to meet me in disguise. Apart from King Kang, the God of War in Yeliang, I can't think of anyone else."

Liang Zechuan raised his hand and pulled off his mask, and performed the Tianchu salute with a respectful expression:

"The Grand Master is indeed aware of everything."

Grand Master Yao stood five steps away from Liang Zechuan, with restrained hostility flashing in his eyes:
"Prince Kang had no intention of hiding it."

Glancing at the green plum tree next to Liang Zechuan, Master Yao's expression turned even darker:
"Your Majesty, please come and talk in the room." The two of them entered the room and sat down. Master Yao poured a cup of tea by himself, without showing any sign of hospitality.

Liang Zechuan was not upset at the cold reception. He poured tea from a cup, took a sip and praised it.

When Taishi Yao heard this, he suddenly felt that the tea in his mouth had lost its taste. He put down the tea cup and his tone was really not good:

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of me poisoning you?"

Liang Zechuan drank the tea in one gulp, grinned and stepped forward to pour another cup:
"It is an honor for this junior to be able to personally administer the poison to the Grand Master."

While Taishi Yao was feeling depressed, he recalled in his mind that his most proud student once made him angry, and he was also such a scoundrel...

Staring at Liang Zechuan's face, I couldn't help but feel dizzy, as if an old friend was sitting in front of me...

When Liang Zechuan spoke, Grand Master Yao suddenly came back to his senses. He noticed that his eyes seemed to be stained with tears just now, and he suddenly felt ashamed and annoyed:
"The prince came here in disguise just to take poison?"

"I just wanted to come and see you. At the birthday banquet, I only looked at you from a distance and didn't bother to talk, so I came here specifically to look for you today."

Taishi Yao sneered coldly: "What do you want a bad old man like me to do? Show off your prince's bravery back then?"

Liang Zechuan's expression was filled with bitterness and he looked sideways at the green plum tree in the courtyard:

"What is there to show off? The loss of a close friend in the war was the first regret in this junior's life. Grand Master, it is right for you to hate this junior. Years ago, I often heard you from...his mouth, and every time he mentioned you and his father, He always looks very proud."

"He once said that when he was a child, he planted a green plum in a Taoist temple, and the fruit was very delicious when soaked in wine. When he returned to Beijing next year, he would brew it and invite me to get drunk." (End of this chapter)