After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade her

Chapter 52: Tao Yuanming

The last time Wang Yinchuan saw Ruan Qingzhu was after Xue Wen became the new prime minister and invited Ruan Qingzhu out of the mountain to become an official again.Although Ruan Qingzhu was very old at that time, he was still tall and straight like a pine, and he had the elegant demeanor of a scholar.

While drinking tea, Wang Yinchuan looked down vaguely.

Sure enough, after a while, Ruan Qingzhu came in slowly from the door, dressed in a long robe, his every move was elegant, his face was like a jade crown, although he had already grown a beard, he was not as old as others, on the contrary, he added a few He is so immortal, like someone who walked out of a book.

It was no different from what Wang Yinchuan saw back then.

After many years, although his face has aged a bit, his demeanor has not changed, and he behaves like a gentleman.

The years did not leave many traces on his face, on the contrary, he accumulated his talents and knowledge into finished products, drinking white tea, and Gao Shan Jingxing's conduct became even more virtuous.

As soon as Ruan Qingzhu entered the door, Xiaoer warmly greeted him and asked, "Master Ruan is here, or is it still the same?"

Under Xiao Er's leadership, a screen was removed from the originally packed lobby, revealing an elegant small world behind.Although it is also in the lobby, it is an elegant corner. The Duobao Pavilion and the screen are well separated from the bustling crowd and the noisy lobby, and the incense is lingering.

Ruan Qingzhu flicked up his robe, sat down, and Xiao Er skillfully put down a pot of tea, "Master Ruan hasn't come for a long time, I still remember your preferences, no, a few days ago, the new ones in the store were shipped from Jiangnan. I know you like to drink the good Longjing tea on the mountain, so I specially keep it for you."

Xiaoer boiled the tea very attentively, and poured it into a small and delicate celadon teacup for him. The bluish-yellow tea matched the teacup, and a few clumps of green bamboos were painted on the teacup, which complemented the tea. Before you taste it, you will be intoxicated by the tea color first, as if you are trapped in the quiet bamboo forest after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and your body is full of soreness.

Ruan Qingzhu picked up the teacup, fluttered her nose, and smiled.

"The fragrance of tea is clear but not bitter, refreshing, it is a good tea."

After hearing the compliment, Xiaoer's original nervousness immediately turned into laughter, "It's good that Master likes it. I know your likes and dislikes all these years. Don't I have to remember you? If it wasn't for Master's charity, I wouldn't be there." opportunity here."

Wang Yinchuan took a sip of tea and looked at the inconspicuous corner downstairs.

Ruan Qingzhu likes to drink tea at Qinglian Restaurant, which is well known in Chang'an City.

Although he has read sage books and has been an official for many years, he has no airs of being an official. On the contrary, he often writes complaints for the people, often does good deeds, is clean and honest, and has a clean sleeve. He is a rare good official in Chang'an City and loved by the people.

Therefore, Xiaoer's words just now are not really unusual.

After all, this great benevolent person will do good deeds wherever he goes, and his merits and virtues will be soaring immediately.

It's just that this clean and honest character has both good and bad.

Wang Yinchuan straightened his hair and clothes, and went downstairs.

Ruan Qingzhu drinks tea, but not just tea. He loves Li Bai, like crazy, and tries to recite a few lines of Li Taibai's poems.

It is the same today.

Ruan Qingzhu dipped his chopsticks in water, and scribbled on the table, muttering, "You can see deer when the tree is deep, and you don't hear the bell at noon in the stream."

Wang Yinchuan walked around the screen and said directly, "The wild bamboos are divided into green mist, and the flying springs are hung with green peaks."

Ruan Qingzhu raised her eyebrows and said, "No one knows where they are going."

"Leaning on two or three pine trees worryingly."

Wang Yinchuan sat down, bowed and said, "Master Ruan, I have admired the name for a long time. I saw you today, and the rumors are indeed true."

She was dressed in a strong outfit, and her hair was tied up in a bun. It was originally a popular attire for teenagers in Chang'an. Her brows were raised, with sharp edges and corners, but her masculinity was lacking, adding a bit of softness, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female.Ordinary people would find it difficult to tell the difference when they saw it, only to the point that they really looked like a beautiful boy.

"Meeting is fate." Ruan Qingzhu put down her chopsticks, took out a teacup, and poured her a cup of tea, "Please."

It's just that this teacup is different. Ruan Qingzhu's cup has a clump of tall and strong green bamboos painted on the wall, while the teacup given to Wang Yinchuan has a more refreshing white orchid painted on it.

Although they are all four gentlemen, orchids have always been used to describe women, such as "huizhilanxin".

Wang Yinchuan picked it up, took a sip, and nodded in a daze, "Master Ruan has good taste."

After Ruan Qingzhu finished pouring the tea, she lowered her head and began to write and draw on the table with chopsticks.

It was as if there was no such person as Wang Yinchuan at all.

The table is not paper. After the chopsticks scratched it, the handwriting quickly disappeared, like snowflakes falling on his hands. He wrote and disappeared at the same time.

Wang Yinchuan held his head and said suddenly, "If you understand the past, you will not be persuaded, and if you know the future, you can pursue it."

Ruan Qingzhu's pen tip paused slightly, water dripped from the chopsticks, and dripped onto the table, like smudged ink, quickly smudged the previous words.

"Master Ruan loves Li Taibai, but no one knows that you also like Tao Yuanming, right?"

Ruan Qingzhu put down his chopsticks, and then raised his head to look at her.

Wang Yinchuan's eyes are as bright as stars, and her eyes are beautiful, especially when she smiles, they are like a breathtaking whirlpool, but few people look at her.

Ruan Qingzhu said, "Miss came here to see the old man, what's the matter?"

Wang Yinchuan leaned on his arm and said angrily, "I thought my disguise was very successful. How could it be so easy for you to see that I am a daughter?"

It seems that he didn't hear Ruan Qingzhu's words, and didn't see his probing eyes.

Wang Yinchuan said to himself, "Let me think about it, why does Master like Tao Yuanming? According to my shallow understanding, he constructed the fascinating beauty of "Peach Blossom Spring" in the troubled times. Not sure, after becoming a 'Peng Zeling', I felt pain in my heart, saw the smoothness and darkness of the officialdom, and finally lived in seclusion. Does the master like his integrity of 'not bending for five buckets of rice', or yearn for the secluded life in the 'Peach Blossom Spring'?"

Ruan Qingzhu said, "What do you think, miss?"

He turned the question back on her.

Wang Yinchuan laughed immediately, "Master Ruan has the answer in his heart."

"Although Li Taibai enjoys a high reputation, he has been depressed all his life. Although his poetic style is different from that of Tao Yuanming, they have something in common, that is, they are not used to the darkness of officialdom."

Ruan Qingzhu raised her eyebrows, "Not bad."

Wang Yinchuan said, "Master likes them, but your official position is higher than theirs and longer than theirs. As far as I know, although the master was in a difficult family and studied late at that time, your talent was excellent. You were once young. Lightweight has become second place."

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