The flowers are gone, the delicate peach branches are full of green buds, and it is already April in the world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky was dark, perhaps because of the rain, and the huge imperial capital was much more peaceful and peaceful without the usual noise.

Most of the people in the market have left, and only a few street vendors have not withdrawn, simply building a canopy and still insisting on their own small work.

A man in Tsing Yi walked down the street, his steps were disorganized, he stumbled, his handsome face was dyed red, and he looked very drunk.

After coming out of the tavern, he walked casually in the rain, and his clothes were almost soaked. He stopped in front of a small building, and only looked up at the plaque of the small building, and there was no tea pavilion.

The rain kept hitting his face, and he closed his eyes in annoyance.

Perhaps, he should find a place to escape.

As soon as he stepped through the door, a wisp of quiet tea fragrance penetrated into his sniffing bag, and his half-drunk demeanor immediately sobered up a lot.

But he doesn't like that kind of sobriety, what he wants is to be able to forget all the roots of pain, and to be able to get drunk and dream of death.

There were many guests in the teahouse, and he found the corner position, and as soon as he sat down with his wet and cold clothes, he saw a small servant come up and unhurriedly arrange the utensils placed on the table.

"Guest, what do you want?" The little guy asked.

"Daughter Hong, let's get two catties first."

The little guy paused, and said with some embarrassment: "Guest officer, the small shop only serves tea, not wine." ”

"Let you serve wine, don't you understand?" He glanced at the little guy with a cold face, but saw that the little guy was also young and delicate, and his tone was humble, but his face was very calm, and he didn't mean to be afraid of him.

"I'm sorry, the small shop gathers all kinds of famous teas in the world, as long as it is ordered by the guest officer, the small shop can serve it, but this wine, the small shop does not have it."

The little guy's tone was calm and reasonable.

"Why don't I have what I want, I'm going to make a decision today." He slapped the table and got up, grabbed the little maid's collar, and his anger rushed to his heart. He was very angry, just a small guy, why dare to find his bad luck.

The people around him turned their heads sideways and looked at this side, and he realized that the action just now seemed to be too eye-catching, so he impatiently let go of the little guy.

On the fourth floor of the Tea Pavilion, the owner of the tea house was sitting by the window, and when he heard the noise downstairs, he got up lightly and walked down from the upstairs.

It was a young man dressed in white, with long hair tied lightly, a jade belt around his waist, and a handsome and beautiful face.

His appearance attracted the amazement of many tea customers for a while.

"Qingzhu, go get the wine." The man in white lightly opened his lips, and his cold voice was really good.

"Got it, young master." The little guy respectfully retreated, leaving the two in place to look at each other, looking at each other and suspicious of each other.

In less than half an hour, the little guy came with two jars of wine, placed them on the table with very light movements, and then quietly retreated.

"Wouldn't it be fine to go get the wine early...."The man in Tsing Yi glanced at the wine on the table and sat down by himself.

He didn't understand why people in the world always had to wait until they were about to suffer before they could do what they should do.

"Childe, don't blame Qingzhu for being ignorant, this Wuming Pavilion is also quite famous in the imperial capital, we have always been engaged in famous tea, and we don't stick to alcohol." The man in white approached, took two tea cups with one hand, opened the wine jar with the other, and poured them one after another.

"Then why are you bringing me the wine again?" He was puzzled, and stared at the man in white drunkenly.

The wine jar was large and round, cumbersome and difficult to handle, but in the hands of the man in white, it was easy to handle. and that easy-to-use demeanor, but anyone who has a little insight will guess that his identity is not ordinary.

The man in white smiled lightly, picked up the cup on the table and drank it all, "Okay, I'll make friends with you." ”

"I can't ask for someone to drink with me." He smiled and swallowed the wine in his cup, the man in front of him was quite likable, so how about making him a friend.

Seeing that the guest officer who wanted to make trouble finally stopped, the little guy named Qingzhu was finally relieved.

However, it is really a blessing to let the young master come forward to solve the siege in person.

You must know that the young master on weekdays has almost never gone down to the fourth floor.