The next day, there was a light rain, adding a bit of soft water town atmosphere to the majestic Luoyang City. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Some of the pedestrians on the road were holding oil-paper umbrellas, and some were wearing robes. More people walked the streets without rain gear, enjoying the abundant moisture brought by the drizzle.

Tu Hongyi came out of Guozijian and was about to get into the car, when his hands tightened, and his sleeves were pulled.

He turned his head to see that Liu Qiran was standing there with a shy face: "Old Tu, please take a step to speak." ”

After Shi Jingze came to look for him, Tu Hongyi knew what to expect, glanced at Liu Qiran, and said lightly: "I don't know if Liu Shizi is looking for an old man, what do you have to say?"

Gao Yi came up, bowed down and said, "Dr. Tu, the prince has booked a table in the 'Drunken White Building', please be sure to appreciate the light." ”

Since he has the heart to marry his granddaughter, he first has the prince of An Guo to talk about it, and then he comes to see him in person, but he is full of sincerity, so he might as well listen to what he has to say. He nodded and got into the car, and told his subordinates to go back to the house to report the news, and they would come back after dinner.

Liu Qiran was ecstatic: "Come on!" turned over and got on the horse, leading the way, and Gao Yi followed.

When he arrived at the "Drunken White Building", Gao Yi helped Liu Qiran lead the horse, Liu Qiran walked to the carriage and helped Tu Hongyi out of the car, very thoughtful.

Xiao Er had already been instructed, and he stepped forward to serve diligently, leading Tu Hongyi and others all the way to the box on the third floor.

Although all the visitors to this "Drunken White Building" are guests, they can enter as long as they have silver in their pockets. But different people can reach different floors.

The lobby on the first floor is the most lively, and the dishes provided are very affordable in price, but slightly more expensive than other restaurants, and the tea is also provided free of charge.

Ordinary people who want to celebrate happy events and peddlers and pawns invite their brothers to have a good meal, they will choose to come here. The taste is good, the decoration is magnificent, and it has a face when you say it.

On the second floor, there are private rooms. Here, from dishes to tea, it is not something that ordinary people can afford, and it is usually a haunt for officials and businessmen. For example, the Xu family talks about business, and they often feast here.

The third floor, even if you have money, you can't go up, you have to look at your identity, at least it's the prince's house to be qualified. If anyone dares to trespass without long eyes, the guards of the "Drunken White Building" are not vegetarians.

For the vast majority of people, at most they know the third floor, but in fact, the "Drunken White Building" has four floors. But even the guy who ran the hall only knew that the fourth floor was personally received by the shopkeeper, what kind of noble person he was, he hadn't even seen half an eye.

On the third floor, Tu Hongyi climbed it for the first time. Standing at the top of the stairs and looking around, it is really very different from the second floor. The rare glass screen, the spring stool of Huanghuali, the incense curling in the corner, and the quiet and elegant environment all show the value of receiving guests.

Liu Qiran smiled and made a gesture and said, "Tu Lao, please." "Extremely attentive.

Tu Hongyi's face was still tense, and he walked into the box with a figure of eight, but he was a little satisfied with him in his heart.

Xiao Er served the banquet that had been prepared a long time ago, and the food was current, since Tu Hongyi came, he did not shirk, and took the chopsticks and ate them.

Liu Qiran's heart is naturally not on eating, and he only serves a meal diligently, and it is both cloth and soup.

His temperament is extremely single, and his thinking is simple, since he asks to marry someone else's granddaughter, then he doesn't want the identity and status of the prince. Besides, in terms of generation, Tu Hongyi can be his grandfather, and he has nothing that he can't pull down.

It was easy to wait for Tu Hongyi to stop, rinse his mouth and serve tea, Liu Qiran asked with a smile on his face: "Tu Lao, can you eat well?" After eating, you can talk about some serious things.

Tu Hongyi glanced at him, knowing his purpose, he wanted to polish his temperament again. See if his intentions are sincere.

"This tea, I don't drink it properly. ”

"What do you like to drink, though. As long as you are satisfied, I promise to get it for you. He thumped his chest.

Tu Hongyi stroked his beard slowly: "I want to drink, I'm afraid you can't get it, so you don't have to bother." ”

Liu Qiran was anxious: "How can this work? ”

"I've always heard that Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoot tea is good, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to try it. "This Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoot tea is a royal tribute, specially used for Taimiao sacrifices, only a few taels a year, even in the palace is rare.

"This, this ......" Liu Qiran rubbed his hands, and said too much before, making him unspeakable. Turning his head and heartbroken, he said fiercely: "Old man, don't worry, I will definitely deliver it to your house in person in a few days." ”

He is familiar with himself, but after a while, the title has changed from "Tu Lao", "You Lao", to "Old Man", I don't know the inside story, I thought that he and Tu Hongyi had long been familiar with each other.

Tu Hongyi looked at his dead face and laughed in his heart. Since the problem has already been solved, he coughed at the moment and asked, "What is Liu Shizi looking for the old man today?"

Seeing that he finally asked the topic, Liu Qiran was overjoyed, got up and took a step back, showed the most serious appearance in his life, and bowed deeply: "Junior Liu Qiran, sincerely ask to marry the second granddaughter of the old gentleman, Miss Tu Er." ”

After the salute, he did not get up, but bowed down and waited for his reply.

Tu Hongyi asked: "My Tu family has a festival with your Pingguo Mansion, you come to ask for marriage, can Pingguo Gong know?"

"Please rest assured, my father knows. ”

"You have many brothers and sisters, and you have complicated relationships. Zhen'er has a straightforward temperament, I'm afraid it's not suitable. "There are many wives and concubines in Pingguo, Liu Qiran is the eldest son, and there is a brother and two sisters under him, and there are eight or nine brothers and sisters.

"I, Liu Qiran, have no other skills, my own woman will definitely not let others bully me!" Liu Qiran patted his chest and promised.

"You?" Tu Hongyi glanced at him: "Since childhood, he has been stubborn, and he has run away from Mr. Eight times, and he is also a half-witted martial artist." At the age of twelve, he gathered evil and made trouble on the street to alarm Jingzhao Mansion, at the age of thirteen, he fought the imperial history, and at the age of fifteen, he began to mix in Nantong Lane. ”

word by word, counting his bad deeds, Liu Qiran's face turned red with shame.

Tu Hongyi slapped his palm on the table, and the old man looked at him and said in a deep voice: "When I was young, I was stubborn, but it can be said to be a child's nature. The bad deeds of the youth can also be justified as being young and ignorant. But this year, you have reached the age of eighteen and crown, and you have no name for the world, and you have no serious errands on you, and you are still living blindly. Such a person, you would marry your own daughter to him?!"

Although Tu Hongyi is only a doctor of Wupin Guozijian, he has been a teacher for a long time.

From childhood to adulthood, no one dared to reprimand Liu Qiran in person. Father Pingguo was addicted to beauty and ignored him, the eldest son, anyway, the hereditary title of Pingguo Mansion was enjoyed by glory and wealth.

His mother, Duchess Pingguo, was a coward, and when he was young, she only knew how to weep every day, and had no energy to discipline him.