Yu Jun

The dishes were served faster than Mei Chou'er, and together with two Huzhou dishes, the table was full. After Cheng Ting asked which two were Huzhou dishes, he first tasted the stalagmite-style meat, chewed slowly, and thought about it for a long time. I only felt that it was delicious and juicy, and I couldn't find any faults, so I went to taste the lamb again.

Mo Lefeng asked him: "Is it delicious?"

"That's it," Cheng Ting held her chopsticks: "Let's make do with it."

He held another chopstick for Wu Jin: "It's okay to eat for a while, but after a long time, I still want to eat the food from my hometown."

When they were half full, Mei Chou'er arrived, followed by two maidservants, one carrying Xiqin, the other moving the embroidery pier, behind him was a crowd of people scrambling to see Mei Chou'er, and at the same time to see who Ge Zi was. Mei Chouer was invited out of the mountain.

Not only the diners were alarmed, but the drinkers behind were also alarmed, swarming from the straight bridge.

For a while, the small restaurant in front was full of people.

Three or four waiters struggled to open their arms, squeezed out a way, pushed open the door, sent Mei Chou'er into the pavilion, and immediately closed the door, and then several people formed a human wall to protect the fragile and thin door.

Mei Chou'er said good luck to Mo Lingfeng and the three of them. A maid put down the embroidered pier, and she sat lightly on the embroidered pier, took the qin from the maid's hand, lightly held the bow, and placed the qin and drum on her lap.

Wu Jin could tell at a glance that her embroidered pier was specially made, neither tall nor short, just enough for her thighs to rest on Xi Qin.

The yelling outside was too loud, completely covering the sound in the room. Mei Chou'er was used to this, she lowered her eyebrows, swam her bow, held down the string, and let out the unique weeping sound of Xiqin.

Just one cry, softer, clearer, clearer, and deeper than the beauty's crying voice, pervading from the inside of the pavilion to the outside of the pavilion, and the outside voices quieted down wave after wave like the receding tide.

After one sound, Mei Chou'er let go of the string: "What do you want to hear, Miss?"

Cheng Ting rushed ahead of Mo Lefeng and said, "Be happy, I'm not full yet."

Mei Chou'er looked at Mo Lingfeng, and seeing Mo Lingfeng nodding, she lowered her head again and lightly pressed the strings.

Just as everyone was listening attentively, she suddenly swung the bow with her right wrist, and the sound of Xi Qin immediately changed from a low hum to a high pitch, and suddenly blasted into the ears of the listeners.

The sound of the zither is warm, stirring up a strong force in the Yan Pavilion, as if it wants to break through the cold sky and snow.

Two bows and one string tie the hearts of all people. When the bow is sharp, the hearts of the people are also tensed. When the bow is tight, the hearts of the people are also tight.

While listening intently to the qin, there was a sudden rumble in the backyard of the Yan Pavilion, the sound of footsteps rolling back and forth, and the sound of cursing, which originally only sounded far behind, but as the sound of the qin strings became more and more urgent, the sound of the fight The sound also rolled from the straight bridge.

The diners listened obsessively to Xi Qin, and when they were hit from behind, they suddenly became chaotic, seeing blood and axes flying around, they all screamed and fled in all directions, even the diners in other pavilions were also in chaos.

Several waiters were trembling and swept out with the crowd.

The elusive Yin Nan got down from the beam and stood in front of the door of the pavilion, holding a half-eaten chicken leg in his right hand. It was born for this fight.

In desperation, the person being chased jumped into a pavilion and was about to climb out of the window. Four or five menacing men chased him in. The bowls and plates were all broken, and the head of the fleeing person was also held down. On the table, he twisted his arms and pushed it out.

Among the messy cups and plates, a young man came up after him, raised his leg and kicked the loser's abdomen: "Run your mother! How dare you cheat on me! I'll take you alive!"

Then he moved his ears, listened to the sound of Xi Qin, turned his head to look at Yin Nan, and smiled: "Little Yin is also there, is Mo Jiedu envoy inside, or Miss Mo? It should be Miss Mo, if Jiedu Even now, it should be Da Yin who stands outside."

Yin Nan looked at the chicken leg, reluctant to throw it away, stuffed it whole into his mouth, and reached out to touch the knife.

The young man quickly waved his hands: "If you don't fight, don't fight, you are not what you used to be, and it is too late for me to respect you, what are you going to fight for?"

He turned his head and told his subordinates: "Take this damned slave back and try again when I come back."

The big men pushed the "house slave" away, and the footsteps were orderly amidst the sound of the piano, and four men in short brown clothes stepped forward and stood behind the young man, and there was another man who looked like a servant The entourage, carrying the money bag, went downstairs to compensate, leaving only the mess and chaos in the hall.

The young man stood outside the pavilion, wiped his palms from his forehead to his chin, put on a naive smile, and straightened his wrinkled clothes.

When the sound of Xi Qin in the room stopped, he took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Little Liu Boyu, please see Miss Mo."

He and Liu Bowen are brothers, and they share the same face, as if twins had made a mistake in their reincarnation. One came first and the other came later. They were all so round that one couldn't help but want to see the teeth in his mouth. What shape is the tongue.

There was no movement in the room, so he kept bowing until the sound of teacups fell on the table, and then he heard Mo Lingfeng calling him in.

Carefully pushing open the door, he saw a square table in the pavilion, sitting with Mo Lingfeng, Cheng Ting, and Wu Jin. Mo Lingfeng took the first place, and there was a circle of water around his mouth. It was obvious that he had just drank water. Wu Jin was aboveboard. Cheng Ting stared blankly at him, not knowing whether he was shocked by Mei Chouer's piano skills or by the chaos outside.

Mei Chou'er got up and gave a blessing, and led the two servant girls back with knowledge and interest.

Mo Lingfeng stretched out his head to take a look at the chaos outside, and then looked at Liu Boyu: "I have seen you, you and your father have been to my house."

Liu Boyu claimed yes, avoiding her gaze.

The first time he saw Mo Lefeng, he was very disgusted.

Smart little girl, he has seen too many, but he has been disciplined and taught by the world, but Mo Lingfeng is different, she grew up completely out of temper, Liu Boyu always felt that she grew up on a bad path.

Now she is still a little brat, and in a few years, this brat will grow bigger and bigger, and he can't even imagine what kind of evil she will become.

Mo Lefeng tilted his head and asked, "Why are you fighting here?"

Liu Boyu quickly replied: "It was the slave who stole the treasure and escaped for two days. I only found someone here today. I was afraid that he would escape again, so I had no choice but to do something here and disturbed Miss Mo. I really deserve death. "

Mo Lingfeng nodded, and suddenly pointed at Wu Jin: "Don't bully him."

Liu Boyu was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Wu Jin, and said as if apologizing: "Don't dare."

"Don't you dare?"

"I really dare not."

"What if you are bullied?"

"However you bully, the girl will vent her anger on him."

Cheng Ting sat there, listening to the clouds and mist, his eyes could not see the clue from Mo Lingfeng's face to Wu Jin's face, he thought hard in his heart, and thought that this person was the same as the Liu, What kind of weapon is Liu—yes, Liu is very important, and he can't get rid of it.

He couldn't think of this relationship, so he simply didn't want to, so he looked at Liu Boyu's face and thought, "Why are these glutinous rice balls so round?"