blue shirt oath

Chapter 32
She is not tall, and she is dressed in light green, with the same color hairband playfully falling on her shoulders. Although she is not as charming as Cui Niang, she has another temperament.

Wang Qinruo didn't tell Song Guichen to back down, so Song Guichen had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand where he was.

It was still the bartender Zhou Qiang who stepped forward and said, "My lord, there are still some dishes in the back kitchen. Xiaochen is the head chef, and I can't leave him for a moment..."

"Oh, it makes sense, it makes sense." Wang Ruoqin laughed loudly, "Miss Xiaochen, then go and do your work first, and then talk to the girl about the truth."

Song Guichen followed Zhou Qiang out of the third floor, avoiding the imperial guards in the corridor, Zhou Qiang said in a low voice, "That Lord Wang is fond of prostitutes, especially—"

Looking at the young girl beside her, Zhou Qiang paused and sighed, "You don't need to show up anymore, just let the bartenders serve the food."

Song Guichen nodded, she didn't want to serve the dishes in person, but Wang Qinruo suddenly wanted to meet her, the first chef of Shuicuilou, and Han Caiban came to tell her three times in person, and he had to serve the first dish himself.

Wang Qinruo looked at him just now, as if he was looking at an item that must be obtained, Song Guichen still felt his scalp tingling.

"Brother Zhou, thank you just now."

Zhou Qiang sighed a few more times, the traitor fell in love with him, even if Xiaochen could hide from the first day of junior high school, he couldn't hide from the fifteenth day.

He looked at Song Guichen with some pity.

Compared with the skinny and yellow skin when she first came to Shocui Tower, she is slightly taller now, and she is no longer sallow and thin. Although she still has no style, she is dressed in green and lively, and she looks delicate. Pretty and cute.

This feeling actually made him think of Miss Song from Gushan, who hadn't been to Suocuilou for a long time...

Miss Song?
Zhou Qiang shook her head, blinked her eyes, looked at Song Guichen again, shook her head and thought to herself: These are clearly two completely different people, why did they have such absurd feelings just now?
"Brother Zhou? Brother Zhou?"

"Eh?"

"Why are you in a daze, three hot dishes are ready."

Song Guichen neatly arranged the three hot dishes just out of the pot, and a row of bartenders stepped forward neatly, each with a tray. In a short while, all the hot dishes were taken away, leaving only the one in front of Zhou Qiang. a plate.

Zhou Qiang quickly picked up the tray: "Okay."

Song Guichen smiled and continued to work on other dishes.

After the final two dim sum dishes are ready, all that’s left is to make tea.

No one in the back kitchen has Song Guichen's tea skills, so Song Guichen can only make tea himself, and can't pretend to be someone else.

She was concentrating on making tea, when suddenly she heard a fisherman singing outside, saying:

"Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing, the green mountains on both sides of the strait greet each other, who knows the love of parting?"

Its singing voice is so clear that it actually sings the parting emotion in this word so sadly and lingeringly.

Song Guichen was stunned for a moment, because she could hear that this was the lyric of Master Lin Bu's "Long Lovesickness".

And this tune is exactly the tune she composed for the song "Long Lovesickness" in her spare time.

The only person who knows this song is Lu Junyu, besides the master.

Song Guichen stood up, and sang to him through the thick wall of the back kitchen: "The emperor is full of tears, the concubine is full of tears, the knot between Luo and Dai has not yet been formed, and the tide on the riverside has calmed down."

The sound is crisp and pleasing to the ear.

Everyone in the back kitchen applauded and praised: "Xiaochen, you can sing."

Song Guichen smiled but said nothing, put his index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture towards everyone, listening attentively to the movement outside.

Because the back kitchen of the West Building is located in the southeast corner of the first floor, it is not like going up to the West Building, where you can see the scene in the West Lake at a glance, but surrounded by walls, and you can't see the scene outside.

Yueyue whispered: "Xiaochen, if you are curious, why don't we go to the pavilion on the second floor to see who is outside, anyway, all the dishes are ready now, and the kitchen is not busy."

Although Song Guichen wanted to know if the person singing outside was Lu Junyu, but the tea in his hand was not brewed yet, so he didn't dare to leave easily, so he just shook his head: "I just think his song is unique and very fun , took a few casual words."

"That's it."

Yueyue was about to speak, when suddenly she heard the singing outside again: "Every year in the golden valley, who will dominate the chaotic spring scenery? Where the remaining flowers fall, the ground is full of misty rain."

Song Guichen was overjoyed, this is also the word of the master.

This is the que of Lin Bu's "Dian Jiang Lips". The tune was also composed by Song Guichen in the past. At this time, it was sung by a fisherman outside. look away.

Song Guichen only thought it was interesting, and while making tea, he continued: "It's Lige again, and there's a long pavilion at dusk. The king and grandson go, there are countless mountains, north, south, east, and west."

The singing stopped, and Zhou Qiang hurried over: "Xiaochen, is the tea ready?"

"almost."

Zhou Qiang frowned and said, "Are you singing to the fisherman outside?"

Song Guichen nodded: "I think he sang very interestingly, so I answered a few lines casually."

"Master Wang heard the singing, and wanted to find the singer to meet him, Xiaochen, you shouldn't be so reckless."

Zhou Qiang was very worried, Wang Qinruo was in the building today, and Xiaochen's attention was obviously caught at first, he thought that after the distraction, Wang Qinruo could be counted on to forget about it.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Xiaochen and the fisherman outside caught Wang Qinruo's attention.

Blame the fisherman in the West Lake, what a song to sing!
Song Guichen unhurriedly poured the brewed tea into the tea sea, put it on the tray and handed it to Zhou Qiang: "It's nothing, I'll go see him right away."

Just now she had learned from the bartender that Gu Tixing had also come to the birthday banquet, and she was about to go to see what kind of gift Gu Tixing was going to give Wang Qinruo.

Zhou Qiang had no choice but to go to the third floor with Song Guichen.

Wang Qinruo was squinting at Gu Tixing, who was sitting on the south side of the guest seat, while the old god was sitting on the ground, while Gu Yi was standing behind Gu Tixing. in the eyes.

"Okay, Gu Tixing, are you deliberately going against the truth?"

In terms of rank, Liangzhe Tixing is in charge of all prison affairs within the jurisdiction of Liangzhe Road, and Wang Qinruo is currently only the prefect of Hangzhou, under Gu Tixing.

But in terms of seniority, if Wang Qin was the prime minister of the court not long ago, he might become a prime minister in the near future, far above Gu Tixing.

Although Wang Qinruo is only the magistrate of Hangzhou right now, he has always claimed to be his true self. Obviously he is very sure that the officials will recall him back to Beijing soon.

Everyone in the building was Wang Qinruo's man, and only Gu Tixing dared to challenge him so openly. While everyone was nervous, they also wanted to watch the show.

Gu Tixing said indifferently: "Master Wang must have forgotten that you are only a prefect of Hangzhou now. It seems that it is against the rules to call yourself 'truth' in front of this official?"

"you--"

Wang Qinruo was at a loss for words for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, showing extreme hostility, staring at Gu Tixing.

Gu Tixing met his gaze, not to be outdone.

When Wang Qinruo was provoked, he became even angrier in his heart, his already flushed old face flushed even more, and he couldn't help but grabbed the bowl on the case.

Gu Yi stepped forward slightly, standing in front of Gu Tixing.

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(End of this chapter)