Yun Chenning, who was squatting, smiled at the obedient Erha, glanced at his brother with contempt, and said, "Brother has a bad name, I'll give you another one." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info well...... Just call, little sparrow! ”

"You!" Feng Qiaoyan's face tightened when she heard this, and her two willow eyebrows were upside down, a few days ago, this little hoof scolded herself for being a little sparrow, and now she named this dog "Little Sparrow", what it means A fool can see it, but there is Yun Ciyang in front of her, and she is not easy to attack, so she can only endure the anger in her heart, pretending not to hear what Yun Cining said.

Yun Chening stood up, patted Erha's head seriously, and educated it: "I said little sparrow, you have to see who he is before biting someone, in case you bite someone who shouldn't bite, beware that I will pull out your dog teeth, and see how you bark!" Hum! ”

The scolded dog not only did not become manic, but stared at Feng Qiaoyan on the side with a pair of round eyes, as if to say: "Even I know that this sentence is scolding you." ”

Yun Porcelain Ning felt that his skill of pointing at Sang and scolding Huai had been upgraded to a higher level, and a certain public move didn't like to scold himself as a big rat the most, so I will return my mouth today, anyway, everyone is one of the four evils, each other.

After all, she still has a poetry club to participate in today, but she can't forget her one hundred taels of silver.

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The four words "Yujue Inn" are not unfamiliar to the people of Yongning, about two or three years ago, there was a "Yujue Inn" opened silently on East Street, at that time the scale of the inn was not very large, and the terrain occupied was not very good, but the owner of the store had a unique set of business means, and only one year to make this inn bigger and stronger.

Later, I heard that another person behind the scenes had joined it, and there were many inns with the same name in Yongning City.

But on the whole, the best business is the inn that opened at the earliest.

Located on East Street, this Yujue Inn has now expanded to half an acre in size, with a lobby, guest rooms, kitchens, backyards, and other structures, and even a special venue for the children of the family to play polo.

The Yongning Poetry Society is a tradition left by a literati more than ten years ago.

Mr. Yun Yu, the former doctor of the dynasty, once studied in Yongning, when it was early summer, the wind and the sun were rising, and the riverbank next to the Yijiang River had not yet been fully built, and the surrounding area was full of mud and rows of green bamboos were planted.

The breeze was blowing, the forest was thick, and Mr. Yun Yu, who had been walking for many days, felt a little tired, so he leaned on a big rock in the bamboo forest to rest.

On the way, I met a few young people who were interested in poetry and poetry but could not go to the private school due to various reasons at home, and several people came to the bamboo forest to cut some bamboo for their livelihood, but they didn't want to meet such a respected old gentleman.

What Jiao Yunyu did not expect was that although several descendants had not received formal education, each of them had unique insights into poetry in their stomachs.

Since then, the good story of meeting friends with poetry has spread in Yongning.

Mr. Yun Yu is not only highly accomplished in literature, but also a pure minister who is brave and loyal. Although his identity is a bit embarrassing now, Si Ren has passed away, and his spirit is still very worthy of future generations.

This is also the reason why the Yongning Poetry Society has been passed down to this day.

Today, the Yujue Inn has spent a lot of effort for the Yongning Poetry Society, and you can see it when you stand outside--the inn decoration that was originally known for its simplicity, now a few red lanterns are hung on the corners of the eaves, and the red silk is also fluttering in the wind, and there are several cases in front of the inn, and there are a lot of literati ink treasures for visiting, which adds a bit of ink fragrance to this inn.

Yun Ci Ning, who had settled down, paced in from outside the inn, it was still early, there were no people in the inn at this hour, and it was not crowded, so Yun Ci Ning didn't have much effort to find Yan You who was standing next to Feng Ling.

Yan You, who was supposed to sit in the private room, was bored, but actually wanted to come out to find Yun Chenning, but now that he saw that she had finally arrived, he was busy standing in the corridor on the second floor and beckoned to her to teach Yun Chening to go up.

Yun Cining, who entered the house, then understood why Yan You wanted to say that the room was stuffy.

A private room, there are four people sitting in it, Feng Ling, Feng Qiaoyan, Wen Yin and her brother, plus the two of them, there are a total of six people, the place that was originally used for dining has also been vacated today because of special circumstances, separated by a bead curtain in the middle, and the large private room has been divided into two halves, so it is no wonder that it is not boring.

But fortunately, the other half of the private room sat a few gentlemen who had been singing duets on the painting boat, and their relationship with Yan You was not bad, so they did not have to stop their hands, before the poetry meeting began, Yan You scurried between the two tables like a monkey, and before the chair was warmed, he got up and went to another place.

After a while, he asked Feng Ling how many places he was going to win today, and after a while, he ran to the next door and brought a plate of melon seeds and said that he wanted to honor the boss, which made several gentlemen laugh non-stop, and they all mocked him for forgetting his brother when he had the boss.

Several people simply tied up the bead curtain used to block in the middle, which also saved Yan You's strength to lift the curtain.

When a few young people were having a good time, the door of the private room was knocked on by Xiao Er.

Yan You, who was closest to the door and couldn't sit still, immediately jumped up from the chair, jumped to the door and asked Xiao Er what was the matter, and the little Er bent over and replied respectfully: "The lord next door heard that the sixth prince was here, and specially taught the little one to come and add a pot of Jun Shan tea." ”

The crowd inside laughed and said: "It's actually a precious Junshan silver needle, and now everyone is stained with Brother Ling's light, and they can feast on it." ”

Feng Ling, who was sitting on it, frowned, and when he saw Xiao Er coming to add tea, he hurriedly got up and made a false salute.

The pot is a spherical teapot in the bamboo forest, the moment the tea is poured into the cup, the fragrance permeates all corners of the room, the needle-like tea leaves are suspended in the soup after brewing and then rushed to the water surface, and then slowly sinks, rises and sinks again, three ups and three downs, and becomes an interesting view.

Even Yan You, who usually doesn't take tea tasting seriously, couldn't help but admire when he looked at the mellow tea.

The moment his hand didn't touch the teacup, he was cut off by Feng Ling halfway, "Can you introduce me to the old man next door?" ”

He has lived outside the palace for so many years, and few people mention the title of the sixth prince again, naturally, except for the people in the palace.

is not only a person in the palace, but also knows that he likes to taste tea, there are only a handful.

Sure enough, the person sitting in the private room next door was really a familiar face.

Before Feng Ling could speak, the person on the other side took the lead in getting up and saluting, "The old minister has seen the sixth prince. ”

Feng Ling hurriedly took two steps forward to help him up, "Ling has been out of the palace for many years, and the Prime Minister only treats Ling as an ordinary person. The Prime Minister is worried about the country, and Ling Yijie wasted his life in the future, and it is really unreasonable to accept this great gift. ”