I opened a tea shop in Bianjing

Early this morning, Mo Yunxiao directed the girls to start cleaning the lobby.All the screens that were an eyesore were removed, and the tables, chairs, and benches were neatly arranged, and there were carefully prepared fruit platters and tea from the tea house on them.

Although there are no tea prescriptions, and the girls are beginners in making tea soup, the tea drinkers are not picky.

Firstly, the story of "Journey to the West" is wonderful, and most of the tea drinkers come for listening to the book.

Secondly, each table of tea guests is accompanied by a girl from the tea house, who personally boils water and makes tea for the guests.

These girls are all from the Ghost Fan Tower, once they walk in that kind of place, all kinds of amorous feelings will be on the surface, the girls smile gracefully, lower their eyebrows shyly, and naturally make countless tea drinkers bow their heads.

As the time approached, the sun was already strong, and tea guests came one after another, bustling with dozens of tables.Although Mo Yunxiao's book has not yet begun, but with the beauty of fragrant tea as company, there is no one to make noise.

Mo Yunxiao appeared in the corridor on the second floor.With her hands behind her back, she came to the railing and bent down, only to see that the lobby on the first floor was crowded with people, and she couldn't help sighing secretly that "all the tea lovers in the world are in my pocket" when looking from above.

The reason why she chose to continue storytelling was not to compete with Goulan Washe for business, but just to invite Zhao Mingcheng with a pretext.

At this time, although there were many people, neither Mo Yunze nor Zhao Mingcheng had appeared yet, so she was not in a hurry to perform.

But the tea drinkers on the first floor also saw her, and someone shouted: "Madam Mo, what are you doing upstairs? It's too far away, we can't get close!"

What he said naturally caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Mo Yunxiao wasn't annoyed, for the past few months she had traveled through the city, she already knew what the smoke and fire was like among the people in Tokyo.

So she said with a smile: "Du Zimei has a poem that says, 'What about Mrs. Dai Zong, you can see all the small mountains at a glance'. Only when I stand on a high place can I have a panoramic view of everyone."

This sentence was very domineering, but everyone didn't think it was disobedient. Instead, a burst of loud laughter broke out.

Before the laughter stopped, two more people walked in.These are two young men dressed as students.Mo Yunxiao's eyes lit up, and she immediately sat back at the prepared table.

Because one of these two people is Mo Yunze, the other must be Zhao Mingcheng.Guided by Du Juan, they sat down at an empty table.Mo Yunze even smiled at Mo Yunxiao on the second floor.

Seeing this antique collector, Mo Yunxiao was overwhelmed.She couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Zhao Mingcheng was wearing a blue gown and a square scarf around his head, but his attire was plain.His complexion is slightly darker, and his facial features are well-proportioned even though they are not delicate.

Mo Yunxiao took a sip of the tea first, and then took a peek. When the maid served tea to Zhao Mingcheng, he actually returned the gift and took it.

Mo Yunxiao nodded secretly, thinking: "Li Qingzhao knows people. Although this Zhao Mingcheng is not as handsome as Song Mingxuan, nor as elegant as Zhao Ji, but he is the most gentlemanly, and he seems to be worthy of entrustment."

At this time, the tea drinkers were getting impatient, and they shouted loudly: "Miss Mo, don't talk about today's book! Don't tell us to come here, just eat this weak tea here."

Mo Yunxiao's complexion changed, and he slapped the Xingmu in his hand, making a crisp "pop", and said loudly: "I don't want to talk about a good book, but it's just that the time has not come. Now that the time has come, let's talk about it naturally!"

"You Ba!" Everyone cheered.

"You bastard!" Mo Yunze also stood up and kept applauding.

Zhao Mingcheng looked around, feeling a little uncomfortable.He shook the sleeves of his robe, pulled the excited Mo Yunze and said, "Shi Yu, did you invite me to your house today just to listen to the book?"

Mo Yunze sat down and said, "Yes, otherwise why are you here?"

Zhao Mingcheng was even more puzzled, and said: "Since you want to listen to books, why not go to Wa Si but come to Tea House? Besides... Ling sister's behavior is also a bit inappropriate. It's not proper for a woman to climb up and shout!"

But Mo Yunze laughed loudly, and stuffed a Ringo with the core removed into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Defu, put away your Taoist tricks. Haven't you heard that Ning eats ten Fighting jealousy, don’t you hear Mo Helu’s words? My elder sister has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she has the ambition of a man, which is comparable to that of an ordinary woman.”

"Oh?" Zhao Mingcheng glanced at Mo Yunxiao who was talking non-stop, and asked again: "Where did you start talking?"

Mo Yunze took a sip of tea, smiled slyly, but did not speak.

Zhao Mingcheng looked at Mo Yunxiao again full of doubts, and saw her eloquently speaking on the second floor, showing heroic spirit in her gestures, she really looked like a heroine.

His heart was shaken, and he listened carefully.

This time Mo Yunxiao talked about Sun Wukong going to the East China Sea to borrow the Dinghaishenzhen, going to the underworld to get out the book of life and death, and even dominating the Huaguo Mountain with the Bull Demon King and other monsters.

Because this section is very fascinating, the applause continued from beginning to end. In the words of the later Internet, it is called "full audience high energy".

Although Zhao Mingcheng was more reserved and didn't make a lot of noise like Mo Yunze who was sitting with him, he was also secretly pleasantly surprised, and he was fascinated by it unconsciously.

Until the book was finished, the tea drinkers were still reluctant to leave for a long time.

"How is it, Defu?" Mo Yunze said very proudly while eating the fruit.

Zhao Mingcheng sighed speechlessly: "The strange book, the strange interest and the strange woman, the combination of these three wonders is even more wonderful."

Mo Yunze laughed, and said, "There is something even stranger than this."

"Oh?" Zhao Mingcheng became interested and asked, "What's more strange?"

"Defu, have you heard of the book my sister said today?" Mo Yunze asked back.

Zhao Mingcheng thought about it carefully, and said: "Of course I have heard the story of Monkey King, but there are no such ups and downs."

Mo Yunze nodded and said, "That's it. This story must have been created by my elder brother."

"There is such a thing?" Zhao Mingcheng stood up suddenly, looking at Mo Yunze with a shocked expression.

Mo Yunze was about to speak when Huan'er came over with a scroll in his hand and smiled. He saluted the two of them first, and said, "Master Shiyu, Zhao Yanei, my girl is very happy to hear that Zhao Yanei has arrived, and I ordered the younger one to take a pair of Dou Fang As a gift, I wonder if the yamen can accept it?"

Zhao Mingcheng was stunned, quite surprised, and quickly asked: "How does your girl know that I like antique calligraphy and painting?"

Huan'er covered her mouth with a smile, and replied softly: "Zhao Yanei is well-educated and is a good friend of our Young Master Shiyu, how could my girl not know? The little pair of fighting formulas was made by my girl herself, and I hope Zhao Yanei can appreciate and enlighten me. "

Zhao Mingcheng quickly got up and took the painting with both hands, leaned over and said, "Please thank your girl for her kindness."

Huan'er covered her mouth with a smile again, bowed her knees, turned around and left.

When Zhao Mingcheng returned home, the sun had already set in the west.His father was not at home, so he sat alone in the house, slowly unfolding the fight that gave Mo Yunxiao to him.

This is a very neat meticulous painting, which depicts the Sui Embankment Yanliu, one of the "Eight Views of Bianjing".

In the picture, the Bianhe River passes by with waves, and there are rows of willows on the bank, and a single woman is walking along the bank of the willows.

At this time, when the morning light breaks, the willows are drooping, but most of the flowers are withered, only the green weeds are growing tenaciously, and there is a rainbow hanging like a magpie bridge in the sky.

On the upper right of the screen, a small order is inscribed happily:
"Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was blowing. I slept heavily and couldn't get rid of the residual alcohol. I tried the man with the curtain, but the crabapple was still the same. Do you know if you know it? It should be green, fat, red and thin?"

"Ah?" Zhao Mingcheng's heart suddenly beat faster.With his talents, he must be able to see the meaning of this picture of Dou Fang. It is clear that a woman is interested in him and asks him to meet him on the bank of the Sui embankment at dawn.

Thinking of this, his face turned red all of a sudden.This is the first time since he grew up, a woman has shown his love, so how can he not panic?

"Defu! Defu!" His father's voice came suddenly.Zhao Mingcheng panicked, and immediately rolled up Dou Fang and put it in the bookcase behind him.

Almost at the same time, his father Zhao Tingzhi also came in through the curtain.When Zhao Mingcheng saw his father, he saluted in a panic, and called out, "Master Father."

"En." Zhao Tingzhi stroked his short beard, only looked at his son and knew that he had something on his mind.

But Zhao Tingzhi didn't intend to expose it, but sat down and asked: "I heard from your mother that you went out early in the morning, why don't you study at home?"

Zhao Mingcheng replied: "Father, the only son of the Mo family, Mo Shiyu, came this morning to ask him to have tea at the Minglou."

"Minglou?" Zhao Tingzhi frowned slightly, and said, "Is that the Minglou that was sealed up for the crime of desertion and reopened under the protection of the government?"

Zhao Mingcheng nodded and said, "Exactly."

"Hehe..." Zhao Tingzhi sneered and shook his head: "That shopkeeper Mo is a ruthless person. In my opinion, Mo Shiyu, you should have less contact with him."

Zhao Mingcheng blushed and argued, "I met Miss Mo today. She is not only upright, but also talented. She is a talented woman who is not inferior to Li Qingzhao and Mrs. Wei."

Zhao Tingzhi raised his eyes to look at him, and he understood four or five points in his heart.He sighed and said, "Defu, next year is the year of the big exam, you should focus on learning more. Then Mo Shiyu's family is mourned, and you can't take the exam for three years. You can't always be with him." study."

"Yes." Zhao Mingcheng replied.

While Zhao Tingzhi was having a heart-to-heart talk with his son, Mo Yunxiao was also in Li Qingzhao's boudoir talking about how she got hooked up with Zhao Mingcheng.

"Wan'er, I can help you draw this red line, and the rest will depend on your ability." Mo Yunxiao couldn't help laughing after finishing speaking.

Li Qingzhao blushed.She lowered her head slightly and said, "Since this is the case, I will miss you. Li Li, help He Lu peel an orange."

Li Li responded, picked up an orange and quickly peeled it.Mo Yunxiao took it after thanking her, and said while eating: "This Zhao Mingcheng and Zhao Defu is really a kind gentleman, Wan'er, you are right."

Li Qingzhao asked shyly: "I don't know how He Lu conveyed my heart to him? I don't know if he understands?"

Mo Yunxiao laughed and said, "He won't understand my words about you."

Li Qingzhao smiled slightly, and said, "I didn't expect He Lu to be so chivalrous and quite old-fashioned. I blamed you wrongly before."

"Hey, it's nothing." Mo Yunxiao waved his hand generously and said, "We don't know each other either. We will be good girlfriends in the future."

"Girlfriend?" Li Qingzhao was a little puzzled.

"Girlfriend, it means close friend in the boudoir." Mo Yunxiao said.

After that, both of them laughed.

That night, Zhao Mingcheng tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.Before I knew it, it was already raining outside the house.

"Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A fair lady, a gentleman is so good..." He kept chanting the poem "Guan Ju", and closed his eyes to listen to the sound of rain outside, feeling very self-blaming. In joy.

Of course he understood his father's expectations of him, and he studied hard for many years just for the big exam.However, at this moment, he became emotional.

If Mo Yunze is also qualified to take the exam, then he invited himself to meet Mo Yunxiao in the Minglou, which could be interpreted as a "beauty trick".

But he just couldn't participate in the next year's palace examination, so naturally he didn't need to use such a scheme to deceive his friends.

Zhao Mingcheng is pure-hearted, he doesn't want to and won't imagine his good friend as such a nasty villain.

He closed his eyes, but Mo Yunxiao's shadow appeared in front of him more and more clearly.She smiled to herself, then moved to the table and sat down.She lightly picked up Xingmu and patted it, then continued to talk about the book.

This time, she had only herself as an audience.There was infinite tenderness in her eyes, and she felt a little embarrassed.

But suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and the room was pitch black.Mo Yunxiao disappeared.Looking around, the originally bright Minglou turned into a dilapidated temple in an instant.

He screamed "Ah!" and sat up on the bed.As soon as he touched his head, sweat was already dripping on his forehead.

At this time, a loud cock crowed in the distance, indicating that it was dawn.He immediately put on his clothes and got up, and he never felt sleepy again.

The rain outside is still pattering down.He held up an oil-paper umbrella, lifted up his gown, and walked cautiously.

Sui Di Yanliu is one of the eight scenic spots in Bianjing, and it is also a good place for young men and women to go out in spring and autumn.However, it was raining today and it was early morning, so there were not many pedestrians by the willow bank, only a woman in purple clothes and holding a flower umbrella was strolling along the bank.

This woman is graceful and graceful, with long hair draped over her shoulders.Surrounded by smoke, it is like a fairyland.

Zhao Mingcheng stared at her back in a daze.This woman really walked out of the painting.

Even better, the painting and order were also written by this woman.

In Tokyo, there are many beauties, but talented beauties are rare.Zhao Mingcheng is a young man at heart, he really wanted to rush over to report to the family, but he was afraid that he would offend the beautiful woman, so he hesitated for a while.

After a while, the rain cleared and the clouds dispersed, and the bright sunshine shone down on the Bianhe River and the woman on the willow bank.

Zhao Mingcheng looked at her, but saw the sparkling water on the Bian River, and the woman seemed to be covered with