The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 75
The annual Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party in the Imperial City is approaching.This year's chrysanthemum appreciation will be organized by Zhu Xuhou and Liu Zhang.

The flower market on West Street is where the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party is held every year.Flower farmers are also happy to have such a grand event to take care of their livelihood, so each flower garden tries to arrange it according to the requirements.

Although the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Club advocates that the subjects have fun together, but on the first day of the opening of the market, you must enter with flower coupons, which is obviously a gimmick.

The Chrysanthemum Appreciation Festival lasted for nine days, so the people in the imperial city did not compete with the officials for the length of the day, and they actually did not want to enjoy the flowers with those high-ranking officials who looked down on others.

Zhou Xinqi sent someone to deliver five flower coupons the day before.Mr. Bo Lang sat behind a few desks and looked at the coupons in a daze.

"Heh! Where did you get these flowers?" Luo Jiaojiao walked into the room carrying the medicine for Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun's arm is much better, and the incision has healed.But he was used to Luo Jiaojiao feeding him medicine.

Luo Jiaojiao was distracted by the silk flowers on the table, so Bo Langjun had to grab her hand and put the soup in the spoon into his mouth.

"What are these flowers used for?" Luo Jiaojiao held the medicine bowl in one hand, and picked up a silk flower in the other and looked at it carefully.

Mr. Bo Lang simply took the medicine bowl in Luo Jiaojiao's hand, and drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Don't tear it up! That's the entry coupon for the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Club!" Bo Langjun put down the medicine bowl and told Luo Jiaojiao.

"Chrysanthemum appreciation party?" Luo Jiaojiao asked curiously.

"Once a year! The people of the imperial city have fun together!" Bo Langjun explained to Luo Jiaojiao.

"What's so good about chrysanthemums? It's fun for everyone!" Luo Jiaojiao curled her lips and put down the coupons in her hand.

"What? You don't want to go?" Bo Langjun felt that with Luo Jiaojiao's temperament, he should be a person who likes to join in the fun.

"I really don't know if you are going to see people or flowers!" Luo Jiaojiao picked up the medicine bowl, got up and walked out.

"It's not just for looking at flowers!" Bo Langjun somehow hoped that Luo Jiaojiao could go with him.

Jiang Yu took the medicine bowl from Luo Jiaojiao's hand and said in a low voice, "There will also be Huawu, Huakui Competition, Poetry Club and Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet."

"This is quite interesting!" Luo Jiaojiao went back to sit beside Bo Langjun.She picked up another flower coupon and thought about it, "Will Captain Zhao make a move at the flower fair tomorrow?"

"No! It would take too long to cause trouble on such an occasion!"

So she was worried about this!There was a smile in Bo Langjun's eyes.

"Your Majesty! Someone has come to make trouble in the workshop!" Jiang Yu reported outside the door.

"Go! Go down and have a look!" Bo Langjun picked up the mask and put it on his face.

In the flower hall on the first floor of the tea art workshop, Mrs. Liang led people to confront the people who broke into the workshop.

It was Yun Suojian, a master of rivers and lakes hired by Captain Zhao, who took the lead in making trouble.He gathered some Jianghu people who didn't know the truth to come to seek an explanation for the dead dart king Li San and others.

"It's you?" Mr. Bo Lang knew Yun Suo's arrow.He was the one who pretended to be a servant and led Mr. Bo Lang in Zhao Duwei's mansion.

"it's him!"

Seeing Mr. Bo Lang, Yun Suojian said loudly.The seven martial artists behind him all drew their swords.Zhuang Qing and other guards also showed their weapons.

"What's the matter?" Bo Langjun pursed his lips and asked displeasedly.

"Why did you kill the dart king Li San?" Yun Suo asked Zhang Dong, who was behind the arrow.

"I'm a merchant, I can't even defeat any of you, how can I kill the King of Bodyguards? You really think highly of me!" Mr. Bo Lang replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"You can't do it! It doesn't mean that the people around you can't do it!" Yun Suojian chuckled, then looked at Jiang Yu.

"I heard from Captain Zhao that only two hidden weapons of the King of Bodyguards were found, and the other was on the murderer's body! If my guards killed the King of Bodyguards, why did Captain Zhao show no signs of injury when he was inspected by others? ? Could it be that you are eager for quick success and want to take us down and ask Captain Zhao for credit?"

Bo Langjun's words caused doubts to appear on the faces of people in the world behind Yun Suojian.They looked at Yun Suojian together.

"Don't believe his nonsense! Capture someone first!" Yun Suojian untied the spear from his waist and was about to strike.

"I think these heroes must have been fooled by you! Are you sure they will help you?" Bo Langjun sneered, looking at Yun Suojian who was about to strike.

Yun Suojian turned around and looked, the swords of those people in the Jianghu were all back in their sheaths.

"you……"

Before Yun Suojian could finish his sentence, those people from all walks of life left with their hands in their hands.

"Hi!" Yun Suojian reluctantly dragged his spear and left.

"Why don't you teach him a lesson?" Mrs. Liang frowned and looked at Bo Langjun.

"Any piece of furniture in this hall that is broken is worth more than his life!" Bo Langjun turned and went upstairs.Luo Jiaojiao and Jiang Yu also followed.

"When did money become so important? Could it be because of the influence of people around you?" Mrs. Liang frowned and looked at Luo Jiaojiao who was following Bo Langjun.

As soon as Luo Jiaojiao entered the room, she immediately asked, "Why let him go?"

"He's just a dog released by Captain Zhao! If we really fight with them, the officers and soldiers will arrive in a moment! At that time, it won't be a disaster for a flower hall!"

Mr. Bo Lang sat at the tea table and began to make tea.Luo Jiaojiao blinked, ran into the inner room and opened the window.

Sure enough, two groups of soldiers passed by on the street.When they passed by the door of the tea house, they stopped and looked inside.

"This Captain Zhao is too insidious!" Luo Jiaojiao returned to the outer room puffing her cheeks, and sat opposite Bo Langjun.

"The imperial city looks prosperous and peaceful on the surface. The water inside is not something anyone can afford!" Bo Langjun skillfully washed and quenched the tea with his hands, his eyelids were drooping, and his gaze was always He never left the tea set in his hand.

"Then how can Captain Zhao give up?" Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help feeling worried.

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover!" Bo Langjun said very lightly, as if it was not difficult for him to deal with Captain Zhao.

"Are you really not afraid?" Luo Jiaojiao asked with shining eyes as she took the tea that Bo Langjun handed her.

Bo Langjun took off his mask, slightly raised the hair on his forehead with a slender finger, gently blew the hot air from the mouth of the teacup, and took a sip of tea.Then, he inadvertently raised his head to glance at Luo Jiaojiao, but was attracted by her bright water-cut eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Luo Jiaojiao saw that Bo Langjun's eyes were fixed on her own, she couldn't help feeling a little flustered in her heart, and two red clouds flew up her cheeks.

"Your tea is getting cold!" Bo Langjun sat up straight and put the teacup in his hand on the tea table, trying his best to hide his unstable mood.

Luo Jiaojiao picked up the teacup and took a big gulp of tea, trying to extinguish the restless passion.

"You can't drink tea, you need to drink it slowly and carefully!" Bo Langjun added tea to Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao's face turned even redder.She wiped her eyelids and pursed her lips.

"Tea art is the most tempering of mind!" Bo Langjun extinguished the fire and put down the tea scoop in his hand.

"Then I'd better drink tea! I don't want to change my mind!" Luo Jiaojiao picked up the teacup and focused on the smoky air at the mouth of the cup.

Mr. Bo Lang was taken aback when he heard this.Every woman hopes to change her mind by learning tea art, but this Luo Jiaojiao is different.

"Isn't it better to be gentle?" Bo Langjun's eyes darkened.

"Why didn't you choose a docile horse?" Luo Jiaojiao asked back.

"Heh! Cough cough! You..." Bo Langjun choked on Luo Jiaojiao's words.

Luo Jiaojiao also suddenly realized that her analogy was a bit inappropriate.How can I compare myself to a horse?
(End of this chapter)