Note: A book friend suggested that I ask for a ticket, don't pretend to be cold and don't ask for anything, then I will hit the street sooner or later. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In that case...... Then I'll ask for a recommendation vote with a shy face. After that, I asked for it every ten chapters, and it was all about this content.

"No hassle, no hassle. Xiao Er said busily, trotted to the window seat to wipe the table attentively, and ran downstairs with a gust of wind.

Several frequent diners recognized Li Xianyuan and greeted each other, and Li Xianyuan also returned the salute one by one, and walked to the window table and sat down.

The sun is in the sky, and the sun is shining. Half of the table was sunny, and the wet marks on the table gradually faded.

Li Xianyuan looked at the bustling street below, and he could see it

After a while, Xiao Er ran up. brought a pot of tea to Li Xianyuan: "Lord Li, this is from the guest officer over there." ”

Looking at what Xiao Er pointed to, a gentle young man picked up the teacup, raised his head to Li Xianyuan, and nodded slightly with a smile on his face.

Li Xianyuan replied.

"It's a little different from what I imagined. "Bringing the tea to his lips and taking a sip, the warm young man behaved elegantly.

The sword-wielding young man took off the sword and put it on the table, and said in a low voice, "Childe, are you talking about tea, or people?"

"It's both. Wen Run played with the exquisite teacup and said casually: "I have always felt that tea is best only when you are thirsty." Man is only when he needs it. ”

"What does Childe mean by this, is he a great talent?" The young man with the sword was suspicious, and couldn't help but glance at Li Xianyuan's side. The temperament background is indeed extraordinary, but the age really can't be taken seriously.

Wen Run Gongzi shook his head slightly and said: "In other words, it was you, who made two meteorological poems at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and made a name for the great Confucians, leaving a name in history, and the official eunuchs and gentry rushed to visit and win over." Will you stay in a noisy inn in the middle of the city for less than a penny a night?"

The sword-wielding young man thought about it and shook his head decisively.

"When I saw Wang Meng, I was worried about whether I would be a step late. Now it seems that my eldest brother lobbyist has hit a wall. Wen Runqing opened the folding fan, fanned it a few times and closed it again. got up and said, "Let's go, find a place to stay." ”

The young man with the sword grabbed his sword and hurriedly stood up, hesitated and said, "Wang ...... Childe, aren't we going to look for him now? ”

Wen Run's young son has clear eyes, a graceful demeanor, and a smile on the corner of his lips: "Since you know that your eldest brother has not succeeded, you don't need to be so anxious." It's hard to come out, and take a walk around Wuhou County. I heard that there is a top girl in the Qinglou here, and the winner can kiss Fangze, so you might as well go and join in the fun. ”

On the other side, Li Xianyuan looked out the window, and only the two young men glanced at it slightly when they left.

That man looked a little bit like Xu Weichang. However, there are some differences that Xu Weichang always smiles like a spring breeze, which seems quite fake, but this gentle young man is much more real.

After lunch, Li Xianyuan called a carriage out of the city and headed for the printing house.

The print shop is methodical, and more than half of them have been printed. I think I'll be able to get a thousand copies in a few days.

Li Xianyuan picked up a copy casually, and the yellowed paper exuded an ancient style, which was quite similar to the content.

The bookstore workers are not literate, so naturally they don't read the content of Journey to the West. Even those who are literate will not read it. After all, I haven't seen any people who sell human meat buns.

Li Xianyuan didn't see the taciturn thin man, and asked and learned that there was something at home two days ago, so he asked for leave and left home.

Two days ago, the confrontation between Pure Yang and the Cao Sect was also a few days ago. Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's ......

Returning from the printing house, the carriage slowly entered the city in a long line. When passing through the green building, there was a noise outside.

"What's wrong. In the car, Li Xianyuan couldn't help but lift the curtain and look curiously.

A large number of scholars dressed as scholars gathered in front of the gate of the temple, pretending to talk and laugh with each other elegantly, and their eyes glanced at the temple from time to time.

The coachman was a little old man, and he didn't reply: "Son, you don't know anything." Recently, this Qinglou has come to a top brand, which is as beautiful as a flower, a fish and a goose. Partial birth is different from other girls. She doesn't seek wealth, only talent. I heard that there was a poetry meeting, and the most powerful one could be beautiful all night. ”

The coachman obviously visits this kind of fireworks place on weekdays, and talks in a way.

"Something interesting. Li Xianyuan politely replied and lowered the curtain.

"Who says it's not. The driver's voice entered the carriage through the curtain. "I heard what the top card is called...... What's like jade?"

"Ruyu?"

Wen Ruyu?

A horse-drawn carriage suddenly stopped at the bridge.

Li Xianyuan jumped out of the car and walked to the door of Xiangfang Courtyard to squeeze through the crowd and enter.

A bustard came over with a smile and enchantment, and before he could speak, Li Xianyuan spoke: "I'm looking for someone." ”

"Childe said with a smile, come to my Yuanfangyuan, which one is not here to find a girl. Bustard's eyes lit up when he saw Li Xianyuan's appearance, and he waved a handkerchief and pasted it.

Li Xianyuan dodged and said, "I'm here to find Miss Ruyu." ”

"Ouch~ Those talented people outside the door, which one is not looking for a jade girl......"

Consciously talking nonsense with her, Li Xianyuan raised his head and looked at the second floor, walked up the stairs on the side, lifted his robe, and stepped up.

"Childe, wait ......"

The bustard behind him chased after him, and Li Xianyuan walked expressionlessly in front of his head, and came to the door after more than a dozen breaths, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and a petite head sticked out. It's the little maid named Flowey.

At this time, the bustard caught up breathlessly, panting and said, "Gong...... Son. ”

Huahua came out and explained a few words to her, and the bustard was unwilling to retreat. The little maid glanced at Li Xianyuan, pretending not to like it: "What are you doing?" ”

"Ruyu girl is here. ”

"Hmph, I want to see my young lady, waiting outside the door. The little maid shook her head and puffed out her mouth to ignore him. Secretly glanced at Li Xianyuan.

Seeing Li Xianyuan thinking slightly, he suddenly turned around and left.

The little maid was anxious this time, looking at Li Xianyuan's back at a loss and not knowing what to say, then ran back to the room with a crying voice and told Wen Ruyu in the room about the matter.

"Gone!?" Wen Ruyu, who was still with a leisurely face, stood up, and the fox tail behind him stood up and exploded.

"Miss, did I make Li Gongzi angry and leave. The little maid wanted to cry.

"This guy ......" Wen Ruyu gritted her teeth, and she didn't understand Li Xianyuan's intentions in her heart.

If he really doesn't care, he won't come. When you come, you mean that you care about yourself, but what is the matter when you come and go......

"Huahua, tell me the process again. ”

……

"Childe, what's so nice about these rouge vulgar powders. Enjoying the crowd outside the courtyard, a young man with a sword couldn't help but say.

"You don't understand, it's called sentiment. The warm young man folded the fan and shook it gently, and his hair flew and his demeanor was fluttering.

"Childe, look! It's Li Xianyuan!" The young man with the sword suddenly exclaimed, and pointed to a young man who walked out of the gate of the Xiangfang Courtyard.

The young man Wen Run looked at it with great interest, and was surprised: "I can't imagine it, this 'Lord Li' is also an interested person, which is a bit interesting." ”

The sword-wielding young man muttered something, probably wanting to say that Mao had not yet grown up and went to the Qinglou. The tone was full of envy.

Also, he can only be by the side of Wen Run's young man all day long, how can he have the opportunity to visit this kind of fireworks place.