Everyone got off the bus and stopped in front of an inn.

Huang Sanyuan stood behind Shen Kang and laughed in a low voice: "Young Master, I'm here in Guangdong, do you want to bring some specialties to the wife and lady in my family?"

Chen Kang turned to look at him and asked, "Is there anything good in Shunde County?"

Huang Sanyuan smiled and bowed, "Young Master doesn't know that the Xiangyunsha from Shunde County is awesome."

"Oh?" Chen Kang was a little curious, turned his eyes to Jiang Liuyu and asked, "Brother Jiang is knowledgeable, have you ever heard of Xiangyunsha?"

Jiang Liuyi shook his head and said, "The name is very loud and nice, but I have never heard of it."

Huang Sanyuan bowed and said, "The two young masters don't know that this fragrant cloud yarn is made of clothes and rusts when worn on the body, so it is also called Xiangyun yarn. It is black and transparent, so it is also called potato yarn or black glue silk. It is only because of the limited dyeing and weaving technology, the front of the color is black and the back of the color is brown, so it is not very popular. However, this yarn is cool, pleasant, soft and thin when worn on the body, which is also considered awesome."

Jiang Liuyu pointed at Huang Sanyuan and smiled, "It's true that he is from Suzhou and Hangzhou. He knows silk so well, but this thing sounds fresh." He turned to Wu Yang and said, "Go and buy a few straps and share them with the elders and female relatives in the family."

Wu Yang bowed and said, "Yes, young master."

Chen Kang smiled and said, "Since it's so strange, then go and buy two."

Huang Sanyuan agreed.

Everyone entered the inn, had another rest, and said nothing all night.

The next morning, everyone finally got full of energy and planned to use the food. So they left the city and went up the mountain. The group came downstairs of the inn and, under the guidance of the shopkeeper, they went to the famous teahouse in Shunde County.

This building is called Chunxiang Teahouse. It is called a teahouse, but it is actually a place to eat breakfast.

Modern Guangdong people like to come to the teahouse early in the morning, order a pot of tea, call two snacks, chat or read newspapers, and have a lot of fun.

At this time, Guangdong's morning tea culture was only in its infancy. Generally, people who had time to spend a whole day in the teahouse were mostly scholars or masters of wealthy families. Ordinary people naturally did not have this leisure.

As the saying goes, "If you have money, you will squat down the ground without money." Since it is called tea "lou", the first floor store is used to sell pastries and cakes. There is a elegant hall in the middle of the upstairs, and a quiet suite around it, so the tea price is also high.

When the group entered the door, they were invited to the second floor, found a quiet corner to sit down, called a pot of Pu'er, a few snacks, and tried this kind of comfort and leisure for Guangdong people.

There were three young scholars sitting at the table next door, and the conversation was not loud, but in such a quiet environment, people still care a lot.

Liu Yuan turned his back to the three of them, took a sip of tea, looked at Chen Kang and others, and smiled faintly.

Liu Yuan's smile was not without reason because the three people were talking about it, but Ganquan Xinxue. Everyone could hear it intentionally or unintentionally.

A young man said: "The old Buddhist and Confucianism have the same branch. I say the same branch must be one, the same root and the same branch. Yi Yin Yihui, the Buddhist and my Confucianism have two roots."

Jiang Liuyi couldn't help but chuckled, and half of Pu'er almost splashed out. Wang Lucao slowly took out his "sleek and elegant object" from his arms, slapped it in front of his chest, and looked at Jiang Liuyi indifferently.

Jiang Liuxian raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and was overjoyed, whispering: "It's not that I deliberately laughed at it, but that's just such an old view, why bother to describe it? It's still so sacred and inviolable, it's just pretending."

Jiang Liuyu laughed at him as he was ignorant and artificial, and paused, saying, "I was afraid that others would not know how to read books for two years and deceive the ignorant women and children into talking nonsense."

Liu Yuan shook his head slightly, but did not tell Jiang Liuyu a lesson. The children had opinions. Even if they should not be so straightforward, they should not intervene too much.

However, Jiang Liuyu's sarcastic and straightforward words fell into the ears of the three people in front of him, and it turned into a barely provoked. The three people looked at each other, and one of them gently threw the teacup on the table. There was still half a mouthful of tea in the teacup, and the table was also flowing.

The three of them stood up, the scholar who threw the teacup narrowed his eyes, smiled disdainfully, and bowed: "What advice does this young man have? Why not talk to him in front of the drums?"

This person is speaking with a straight and concise character...Cantonese.

Jiang Liuyu and others only knew that he was dissatisfied, but they couldn't understand it at all. Chen Kang called Huang Sanyuan to repeat it. Jiang Liuyu then stood up, bowed neatly and bowed his hand and smiled, "What you said is just a retelling of the arguments in the book, with no new meaning. If you are willing to argue, can you answer in official language?"

Jiang Liuqi has never been the one who can suffer losses. He didn't agree with it in his heart and was asked about it, so of course he did not give in.

At this time, an old man in thick veil clothes gently lifted the lid of the teapot and picked up a chopstick of powdered fruit. He was very interested in eating. He heard the words of the boys on the table and looked up like a diner.

The three young men snorted and said, "It's just that." The four words "I mean it." They started with a conversation with Jiang Liuyu in accented Mandarin.

The second brother went upstairs with the teapot and looked around the guest's table. When he saw someone lifting the lid of the teapot, he went forward to add water to it.

When he came to the corner, he added water to the old man, he couldn't help but frowned and whispered: "This second floor is a place for nobles to drink tea and eat snacks. Look, the scholars over there are going to discuss the battle. You are wearing coarse cloth and linen. Eat quickly. After eating, hurry up and leave."

The old man bit his mouth with pink fruit in his mouth and smiled completely. Balabala's mouth was covered with gray hair. He smiled and nodded kindly, "Okay, just fill it up."

The waiter filled the tea and said what he should say. It was not easy to really change his face and drive away the person, so he had to leave angrily.

On the other side, a young man stood up, bowed his hand, and said, "The study of Ganquan is something that seeks to be self-satisfied. Those who have never known it may be aware of it. Those who know it may be Zen. What does Brother Tai do?"

He thought that Ganquan's learning was a self-satisfactory study. However, people at that time regarded Ganquan's learning as Zen, and I don't know what you think.

Jiang Liuyu bowed and smiled and said, "Mo's love, Yang's love is my own, Lao's peace and self-control, and Shi's pursuit of the mind, nature and life are different from the way of the saints, but there are still people who are content with it."

The young man smiled and said, "Your Excellency, do you think that sweet springs are bigger, or are Yangming ones bigger?"

Jiang Liuyu said without hesitation: "Naturally Yangming is the greatest."

The young man shook his head and said, "Yangming leads to conscience, unity of knowledge and action, and sweet spring people understand the principles of heaven everywhere. The heart is big in the boxing, and the principles of heaven are infinite. Why do you think that Yangming leads to greatness?"

The young man asked about the basic ideas of the two theories. Jiang Liuqi thought for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Chen Kang, secretly regretting that he should have been wrong with the theory of sweet spring yesterday. Now that he was asked such a harsh question, wouldn’t he be embarrassed if he couldn’t answer it?

Chen Kang felt Jiang Liuyu's gaze, but did not look up at him.
Chapter completed!