The best dandy

Chapter 26: Appreciating the West Lake Alone

"No wonder it is said that women are made of water, soft as bones, especially the soft flesh on her chest and the beautiful buttocks are simply the best that is rarely seen in the world. Her figure, even if it is my child bride Yu Ke Xin also has to mature for another two years to compare with it.【】”

Zhou Yi's mind was full of the shadow of Ye Qingcheng, he turned his head and saw that Ye Qingcheng hadn't chased him out, so he took out his mobile phone and played Ye Qingcheng's call.

Ye Qingcheng was feeling ashamed, angry and at a loss when the phone rang. She said it was an unfamiliar number.

"May I ask who you are?" Ye Qingcheng calmed down and asked in a normal tone.

"Ms. Ye, I want to ask a question." The shameful voice that Ye Qingcheng will never forget came from the phone.

"Zhou Yi, what do you want to do? Why do you have my phone?"

Ye Qingcheng asked with doubts and anger.

"Don't be so fierce, it's easy to get old when you get angry, I just want to ask, did I take your first kiss away just now?" Zhou Yi asked in a low voice.

"You, you!" Ye Qingcheng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Okay, I'm going to class, don't worry, if it's your first kiss, I'll take care of it, as for the phone, if I can't even get your phone number, how can I pick you up? I also know that you are the granddaughter of Old Principal Ye Woolen cloth!"

Zhou Yi chuckled and hung up the phone.

Judging from Ye Qingcheng's exasperated look, Zhou Yi already knew that this was definitely her first kiss, so he went to class contentedly.

In the next few days, Zhou Yi finally felt safe, because Ye Qingcheng never took the opportunity to call him a lecture, but Ye Qingcheng didn't talk to Zhou Yi, and treated him coldly, which made Zhou Yi feel a little regretful.

After school on Friday afternoon, Zhou Yi didn't go home, but rode his bicycle straight to the West Lake as usual.

The beauty of Hangzhou is unmatched in the world, and the beauty of West Lake is like the bright moon in the sky, shining brightly. Su Dongpo said, if you want to compare West Lake with Xizi, light makeup is always suitable.

Zhou Yi likes the West Lake in autumn more than the misty Jiangnan scene of West Lake, because Zhou Yi's favorite landscapes such as "Flower Harbor Watching Fish", "Pinghu Autumn Moon" and "Lei Feng Sunset" can only have real charm in autumn.

The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is famous all over the world, and there are thousands of people who visit it. However, except for the real Hangzhou people, few people know that they have only been to the nine scenic spots of the West Lake, because the real "Flower Harbor Viewing Fish" This scene is a small island in the West Lake, few people have been to it.As for what ordinary people go to, what they go to is just another peninsula, not the real location of "Flower Harbor Watching Fish".

Zhou Yi rode his bicycle past the southern section of the Su Causeway, then abandoned the bicycle and headed west to Xiaonan Lake.

The sky is getting darker, and the lakeside is silent, only the autumn insects are singing in the grass, and only the slight sound of the fish jumping out of the water from time to time.

There was a small wooden boat parked by Xiaonan Lake, and there was a person standing on the boat. This person was dressed in black, blending in with the dark sky, extremely harmonious, as if he was born for darkness.

The sky was dim, and his face was unclear, but he was like a javelin, standing at the bow of the ship, motionless.

Every time Zhou Yi sees this person, he can't help but praise: what a tiger gun.

The spear is an ancient long spear. It is sharper than Zhao Zilong, who is like the white horse and silver spear.

The person on the boat is about 1.8 meters tall, not the kind with big waist and round arms, but he has an unstoppable aura. Zhou Yi has seen many masters, but when it comes to aura, only his father's bodyguard Long Fei And Zhou Chi, who was personally taught by his grandfather Zhou Shan, can be compared with it.

This person's surname is Chen Minghu, and he is indeed a tiger general.

"Brother Hu, is the Taoist priest here?"

Zhou Yi walked to the side of the boat and asked.

"Master has been waiting for a long time." Chen Hu replied without much expression on his face.

Zhou Yi jumped onto the boat lightly, and Chen Hu started to shake the prize. At this moment, Chen Hu's astonishing arm strength was shown. His hands were shaking the two wooden oars at an even speed and steadily. The arrow flew towards the small island in the middle of the lake, while the waves rolled on both sides of the boat.

The location of the small island is where the real "Flower Lane Watching Fish" is located. Ordinary people will never have the opportunity to go to this somewhat isolated island.

The history of 'Flower Alley Watching Fish' has been around for a long time.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Yunsheng, the servant of the court, once built a private garden on this small island. The garden was supported by flowers and trees, water was diverted into the pond, and colorful fish were kept for viewing. It was called Lu Garden at that time, and it was also named after Huajia Mountain. Flower Harbor.In the [-]th year of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Xuanye visited the West Lake, and wrote a book on the view of fish in Huagang as usual, and built a stele beside the fish pond with stones.

Zhou Yi would come to this small island every Friday night, but he didn't come to 'watch the fish', but to play chess with someone, an old Taoist priest who was nearly seventy years old.

The island is two miles away from the shore, but the boat arrived in less than 3 minutes. It is conceivable that Chen Hu's arm strength is strong, and what is even more shocking is that this tiger gun like a javelin is in the After rowing the boat for two miles, his face was not red and his heart was not beating. Zhou Yi couldn't help but have a bold idea, that is, let the fierce man Zhou Chi and the tiger gun Chen Hu fight to see who is more stalwart.

The fierce man Zhou Chi was specially trained by his grandfather Zhou Shan to conquer the world in the future, but what is the purpose of this tiger gun Chen Hu?Could it be that the old Taoist really only regarded him as a disciple of the Nursing Academy, and spent his energy fishing on this small island as a career?

Taoism's quiet behavior is certainly a kind of practice, but for Chen Hu, a peerless tiger spear, if he is not allowed to be born, why bother to train him?

Zhou Yi thought about these things that were not what he should have thought about at his age, then got off the boat, stepped on the steps made of moonlight and stone slabs, and walked to the small pavilion on the island. There were dim lights in the pavilion, Zhou Yi knew The old Taoist priest must be there waiting for him to play chess.

The old Taoist priest monopolizes the treasure land of Fengshui on the small island, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. This is naturally allowed by the government. Is there any king in the world? These days, it is impossible for you to occupy the mountain as the king and the island as the bandit Yes, but the old Taoist priest has such great supernatural powers, so Zhou Yi also knows that the old Taoist priest is a worldly expert with a deep background.

Hangzhou scene was occupied by him. Without his permission, other people are not allowed to go to the island. Although the old Taoist priest lives in seclusion on this island, although he is a Taoist priest who believes in tranquility, this move reveals a kind of domineering.

Zhou Yi got acquainted with this old Taoist priest because of his grandfather Zhou Shan.

Zhou Shan came to Hangzhou three years ago and took Zhou Yi to this small island to meet the old Taoist priest. Before leaving, the old Taoist priest invited Zhou Yi to come to the island for a "hand talk" every Friday night.

What is "hand talk", "hand talk" is Go.

The lights in the pavilion were dim, and as soon as Zhou Yi walked near the pavilion, the lights in the pavilion brightened a lot. Zhou Yi walked in and found that there was actually one more person in the pavilion than usual.

In addition to the old Taoist priest sitting in front of a simple and simple table, a delicate nun in a gray Taoist uniform was carefully fiddled with the oil lamp and turned it on.

Plain clothes, plain makeup, high bun with a wooden hairpin stuck in it, but extremely slender figure, she is such a beautiful little Taoist nun.

Although Zhou Yi didn't dare to make mistakes in front of the old Taoist priest, when he stepped into the small pavilion and arrived at the little Taoist nun, he was almost stunned.

"You came."

As soon as Zhou Yi walked to the small pavilion, the old Taoist priest's slightly closed eyes opened, and after a burst of light was emitted, they dimmed again.The old Daoist is extremely tall and has a long beard, but his face is a little thin, and the rolled up hair is almost all gray.

"I have seen the Taoist priest."

Zhou Yi came back to his senses, and quickly cupped his fists and bowed to the old Taoist priest.Zhou Yi is a person whose thinking is more mature than his peers. He doesn't believe in magic sticks, but he is humble and polite in front of old Taoists. After all, one is worthy of the visit of "Zhou Baji" Zhou Shan, and the other can dominate the West Lake. He is a person with a strong background, so the old Taoist priest of Zhouyi is definitely not a simple character.

But Zhou Yi still didn't know the origin of this old Taoist priest, even his name, Taoist number and age.Regarding this, his grandfather never told him, nor did Zhou Yi ask the old Taoist priest. Zhou Yi and the old Taoist priest only met to play chess, and occasionally the old Taoist priest would teach him some acupuncture techniques.

The chessboard had already been set, Zhou Yi sat opposite the old Taoist priest, and asked the old Taoist priest to play first, but Chen Hu did not follow into the small pavilion, but stood outside the small pavilion, standing tall like a gun in the night.

The old Taoist priest was also polite and gave way, holding the black first, and then told the beautiful little nun: "Xiaoqing, go and make tea."

Hearing the old Taoist priest's order, Zhou Yi couldn't help taking another look at this beautiful little nun who had never appeared before. He saw her curling up, took out the tea set, and started to boil water.

Playing chess is a kind of culture, and tea is also a kind of culture.

Tea culture pays attention to tea leaves, tea water, heat, tea sets, environment, and the self-cultivation and emotions of drinkers. In the eyes of some refined scholars, this is a kind of beauty of artistic conception.

I used to play chess with the old Taoist master, that was pure chess, but there was no tea to drink. Zhou Yi noticed that the beautiful and delicate nun took out a set of porcelain tea sets. When the clear clouds break through, thousands of peaks and blue waves come in emerald colors." It is bright but not dazzling, like jade, not jade, but better than jade.

This is the Ru porcelain tea set, and the porcelain tea set, especially the Ru porcelain tea set, Zhou Yi recognized at a glance.

Of course, it's not that Zhou Yi is well-informed. These things were forced into him by his father, Zhou Fugui, who paid a lot of money.

Zhou Fugui himself is an upstart businessman without much culture and background, so although he has a lot of money, he is always annoyed because he is not a son of aristocratic family and comes from a scholarly family, so after he has money, he likes to be arty, so he Ask someone to train Zhou Yi, let Zhou Yi learn these things that he thinks can reflect a person's taste.

"Zhouyi, let's play chess with peace of mind. You and Xiaoqing will see each other again, but this is the last game of chess you and I will ever see." The old man looked at Zhouyi and said meaningfully.

"Master, why is this?"

Zhou Yi was startled and asked quickly.

"I'm going back to Shanghai tomorrow. I'm old and weak, and I have to return to my roots. So today's game of chess is my last game with you."

Holding the chess pieces, the old Taoist said calmly, he really has the demeanor of a monk, the only strange thing is that he doesn't call himself a "poor Taoist" but an old man.

"The teaching that the Taoist priest has taught me in the past three years, I think it is a repayment, and I also asked the Taoist priest to leave his address in Shanghai, so that the juniors can visit me in the future."

Zhou Yi thought for a while and said, when his grandfather Zhou Shan brought him to meet the old Daoist three years ago, even if he hoped that Zhou Yi could learn chess from the old Taoist and temper his character, in the past three years, Zhou Yi's chess skills have greatly improved, and he is better than his peers in dealing with others. To be much more prudent, this cannot but be said to be the credit of the old Taoist priest.

"You and I are destined, and besides, you played chess with me for three years, how can I ask you to thank me?"

The old Taoist stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "When I was a child, I was a Taoist boy in Songjiang Mosque. Now that the end is approaching, I should go back. Chen Hu, you have seen him. He is my big disciple. He cooks tea. It’s Xiaoqing, the old man’s closed disciple. This is the first time you’ve seen him. Chen Hu and Xiaoqing will go back to Shanghai with me. If you need someone in the future, you can go to Shanghai Songjiang Mosque to find them. After playing chess for three years, this old man left you a little remembrance."