I don't know when, the sky began to rain a gentle light, this rain is like a silk thread connecting the sky and the earth, shrouding people in a foggy drizzle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Spring" rain is like this, once it begins to fall, it is difficult to let go of the sun, as if God is gambling with human beings, "spring" is a very beautiful season in the four seasons, "spring" warm "flowers" bloom, all things recover, a scene full of vitality, everywhere is within reach of green in vitality, that is, people who have been sick for a long time, go to the mountains and wilderness to walk once, the disease may be able to get better for most of the time.

But God is reluctant to leave this opportunity too much to humans.

Yu Yu hates rain, and so does Doudou. Now it's even more annoying, because the teahouse hasn't opened for ten days, and the sad Doudou sits behind the counter of the teahouse, looking at the deserted street outside with a sad face, secretly thinking about how to save money in the future.

You know, the rent of this house has only been paid for three months, and all the money they have on them is 'spent' on this teahouse.

If the teahouse is not open for a day, then they will have no income for a day, and it is really not good to sit and eat!

Yu Yu was reading the book "Field Source Citation" in the bedroom in the backyard, and after killing Li Fu, he kept the 'door' closed. What is the impact of this matter on the outside world, he has no intention of asking, and he doesn't want to know how the government of the Holy City handles the case.

In the afternoon, Doudou was looking sadly at the light rain outside the 'door', and a person slowly walked by in his field of vision, holding an umbrella, as if he was deliberately walking on the street with a very simple step. Because of the umbrella, Doudou couldn't see the man's appearance. Out of boredom, after looking at the deserted streets for a long time, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, Doudou subconsciously stared at this person, and kept looking at him.

Just when the man was about to walk through the 'door' of Yanyun Teahouse, he seemed to feel something, and couldn't help but glance into the room, just in front of Doudou's gaze who was sitting behind the counter in a daze. Doudou was stunned, and instinctively smiled at the man, and roughly saw the man's face.

It was a middle-aged man, dressed in a coarse cloth robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, a sword that looked inconspicuous. After staying in the Holy City for a while, Doudou found that the people here like to take this sword out of the 'door', and there are many weapons, but the people here seem to prefer to use the sword.

Yu Yu told him that these people were either martial artists or cultivators. The use of swords has always been a tradition in Yanguo, so the study of swordsmanship has reached a high level in Yanguo. As for why those people like to use swords, especially cultivators, Yu Yu doesn't know. The martial artist understands that it is because of the practice of swords, it is possible to reach the peak of the martial artist in this country, and other weapons, due to the few people who use them, there are many fewer exercises that have been passed down.

Books and swords have the same origin, therefore, the streets and alleys of Yanguo are all study, there are bookstores everywhere, what couplets, famous posts, middle halls, etc., the calligraphy level of the people of Yanguo is also quite high.

Many swordsmen are calligraphers themselves!

It doesn't look very old, but Doudou seems to feel wrong, at first glance it looks like he's in his forties, but at first glance it seems to be younger, or...... The appearance is very ordinary, a wisp of black hair seems to be the only sign, not too long, quite the style of a literati, and the eyes are as calm as water. When Doudou looked at it, it seemed that he had quickly forgotten the man's face and it was difficult to remember. But Doudou didn't care, and her mind was full of the teahouse's business.

The man smiled faintly at Doudou and then turned his head, ready to continue walking, but as soon as he turned his head, he subconsciously paused, stopped, and turned his face again to look in the direction of the teahouse.

The man held his umbrella like a tree in the wind, motionless, not even his clothes, as if he were standing in another world.

Doudou curiously focused his gaze on him again, and found that this person's gaze seemed to be focused on the teahouse couplet. Occasionally, he raised his head to look at the signboard that was full of Shangman, and on the plaque that was not too big, Yu Yu wrote the four words "Yanyun Teahouse" in Xingcao! This person stood there like this, motionless.

Doudou couldn't help but stand up, came to the 'door', and said timidly, "Sir, do you want to come in for tea?"

"Tea?" The man found Doudou coming out of the house, and was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't completely come out of the look just now, "What is the teahouse?

Doudou's face suddenly turned red, and he whispered, "We don't sell tea, we sell tea!"

"Selling tea?" The man looked at the shy Doudou in amazement, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Is there still such a livelihood in this world?"

"Well, our tea is delicious, do you want to come in and taste it?" There were no guests for ten days in a row, and Doudou saw such a customer in almost despair, although he looked dressed in coarse cloth clothes, and did not look like a rich man, but he could still make some money by making him a bowl of the lowest tea!

The man stood at the entrance of the 'door' and thought for a while, then looked at the couplet at the entrance of the 'door' and the plaque on it, nodded, and walked inside.

A long-lost smile immediately appeared on Doudou's face, the kind that opened his eyebrows and smiled!

The man handed Doudou the umbrella in his hand and walked inside. Directly facing the 'door' of the teahouse is a passageway, with tea drinking places on both sides and four seats on one side. Walking to the middle of the teahouse, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at this teahouse, which was not very big, and his body slammed for a while, and he froze suddenly.

This person's eyes no longer looked elsewhere, but stared at the front wall, and Yu Yu's poem Yue Fei's Man Jianghong did not hide the heat and shock in his eyes.

This character is 2.5 meters long and 1.5 meters wide, and it is hung on the wall on the south side, which can be seen by raising the eye, which is very eye-catching. As soon as I walked into the room, the majestic momentum emanating from the words rushed to my face and was unstoppable.

"Sir?" Doudou put away the umbrella and saw that the man was standing in the middle of the passage, refusing to go any further, and after waiting for a while, Doudou whispered.

No response!

"Sir?" Doudou reminded again, but still didn't respond!

"Sir?" Doudou shouted as he raised his voice.

"Oh, oh" The man seemed to have just woken up from some kind of shock, but he still had an obvious look of disbelief on his face, "Little girl, dare to ask, who is Yu Yu under this pair of words?

Doudou was scared, a middle-aged man with such a demeanor used a respectful look and tone towards a little 'hairy' girl like herself, she was still the first time she encountered it, and said timidly, "Yes, Yu Yu is my young master, this character was written by him a few days ago, and this poem was also written by him." Said it was hung here to solicit guests!"

"Your son-in-law?" said the man in amazement, "How old is your son-in-law?"

"Less than sixteen!" Doudou replied honestly.

"Not enough for sixteen?" When the man heard this answer, the shocked expression on his face became even heavier, as if he felt unacceptable to this answer, "Can you invite your son-in-law to come out and see him?"

"Oh!" Doudou nodded, "You find a place to sit down, and I'll make you a pot of tea!"

"There's Miss Lao!" the man really found a place where it was easy to observe the words and sat down, looked at the decorations on the table, but couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and muttered to himself, "Interesting, interesting, this is the teahouse?"

Hearing that there were customers in the store, Yu Yu jumped up from the chair at once, put the book under the pillow, came out of the inner room with a 'spring' face, and strode towards the teahouse, followed closely behind Doudou.

"Prepare to make tea, prepare to make tea, want good tea, good tea, do you understand!" Yu Yu reminded all the way.

"Got it!" Doudou thought to himself, I had already thought of it, where do I need you to remind me.

Yu Yu came to the teahouse in front of him and saw that the man was sitting at a table, looking up at his own words, not paying attention to his arrival. Yu Yu slowed down and looked at the person in front of him as he walked.

Suddenly, a pressure that he had never felt before came to him the moment he entered the room. He felt as if he had fallen into an abyss that could not be reached out of his fingers, and this abyss was full of great horrors that could endanger his life. The fierce momentum seemed to be cutting his body, and it seemed to be testing something. Every step he took felt extremely difficult, as if one more step was the end of his life.

Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead, and his back was instantly soaked. The cold of the 'spring' is actually not much warmer than the winter, but the sweat on Yu Yu's body at this time is constantly coming out, as if he was in the sauna in his previous life, but this time the sweat is cold!

The man looked back and smiled at Yu Yu, who was walking towards him. Yu Yu suddenly felt that the pressure on his body disappeared without a trace. After wiping the sweat, Yu Yu looked at the man, calmed down, and walked over.

Yu Yuyi arched his hand, "Why did the seniors tempt me like this?" was a very direct opening remark. Yu Yu was sure that the pressure he had just now was released by the man in front of him.

The man smiled slightly and said, "Little brother, don't blame, I was immersed in this painting and couldn't extricate myself, abrupt, abrupt!"

Yu Yu thought to himself, abrupt your sister, Lao Tzu almost hung up just now.

"Little brother, is this handwriting your handwriting?" the man asked with a suspicious look at Yu Yu.

"Yes" Yu Yu sat down opposite him, Doudou quickly brought boiling water, made a pot of good tea, and suddenly the room was full of tea fragrance.

"Well, it's really interesting, this tea is not bad!" The man smelled the tea, looked at the layout of the room, and looked out again, "Teahouse? This idea is good, drinking tea here is more than at home, Yanyun Teahouse? good, good!"

"The seniors are joking, the younger generations came to the Holy City for the first time, and brought the 'servants' and 'women' to the Qianzheng Academy to study, how could they be shy in their pockets, and they had no choice but to make this decision, in order to be able to ask for some scattered silver taels to make a living!" Yu Yu calmed down and said solemnly.

"Oh, are you a student of the Qianzheng Academy?" the man was slightly stunned, then relieved and asked indifferently.

"Well, it should be said that it is a student of the Quasi-Qianzheng Academy, because the juniors have not yet entered the Academy, and they will only be able to enter the Academy after more than two months!" Yu Yu replied.

"Oh" The man took a sip of the teacup, "Little brother, I want to confirm whether the couplets, plaques, and Man Jianghong in this room are really from your handwriting, to be honest, I also like to write two strokes randomly!"

"But it was written by a junior!" Yu Yu was disgusted by this kind of conversation, and at the same time maintained a twelve-point vigilance against the person in front of him.

"Little brother doesn't have to be so formal" The man's expression relaxed a lot, "They are all people who love words, and at this point, regardless of generation, regardless of generation." Little brother, just relax!"

Yu Yu smiled slightly and did not answer.

"I want to buy this painting of yours, I don't know how much money are you willing to give away?" the man looked at Yu Yu with a smile and asked.