After Lu Kun left Chu Feifei's miscellaneous courtyard, he did not return to the outer courtyard where he should be on duty, but found a secluded place and went directly out of Xiangguo's mansion.

Outside the fence is the backstreet of the Prime Minister's House, so there are no pedestrians. Lu Kun didn't know what he had pinched in his hand and wiped it on his face a few times, and when he raised his head again, he had already turned into a man with a sallow face, with his head down, his hands on his sleeves, and quickly walked out of the alley and merged into the crowd.

At this time, it was around noon, and the pedestrians in the market were increasing, and the shouts of the hawkers, mixed with the hustle and bustle of the carriages and horses, made the noon of this June day smudge like a steaming cup of bitter tea, and brought a bit of annoying bitterness in the vigor.

Lu Kun walked quickly with his head down, walking through the streets and alleys, and only after a few detours did he stop in front of an ordinary house, scan the surrounding environment quietly, and then quickly pushed open the wooden door and dodged in.

Behind the wooden door sat a janitor smoking a dry cigarette, with a face full of chrysanthemums ~ flower folds, a pair of small eyes half-squinted and half-open, seeing Lu Kun coming in, he didn't speak, only from the eyes that didn't seem to wake up, shot ~ two fine lights, and stared at him coldly.

Lu Kun stretched out his right hand, curled his index finger and ring finger, and compared a handprint of Guanyin Lotus finger to the gatekeeper.

The janitor bowed his head lightly, and let him go.

Lu Kun entered this courtyard, only then straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and moved forward steadily. The originally obscene man suddenly became a graceful sick man, but the upbringing between gestures is something that ordinary people can't learn.

Passing through this ordinary courtyard, you will come to a very lively backyard, the aroma of all kinds of delicacies comes to your face, the sound of stir-frying in hot oil, the miserable sound of chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered, and the sound of the kitchen master scolding the small workers are mixed together, making people have an illusion, as if passing through the courtyard wall between the two courtyards, they will enter another world.

Lu Kun familiarly bypassed the mountain-like game cage in the center of the courtyard and walked along a long corridor to the tall buildings in the front yard. The hustle and bustle behind him gradually drifted away, and after a while, Lu Kun was already sitting in a quiet private room.

This is a single room facing the street, and if you open the partition window on the street side, you can see the busy street. A silver silk screen divided the room into two parts, and Lu Kun sat in front of the desk, his eyebrows furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was a complete set of delicate tea stove and wine utensils on the table, and the copper kettle on the tea stove was just boiling with water, making a slight popping sound.

Lu Kun raised his eyebrows lightly, stared at the water vapor that kept coming out for a while, and then lifted the good boiling water, put a set of soup-colored teacups in the bamboo dish and scalded them carefully, and used bamboo tweezers to put a few teacups in a line, and a spoonful of the breeze after the rain sprinkled it down, and in the four fine porcelain teacups, there were even cyan green hairs.

Lu Kun gestured elegantly to pick up the kettle and rush it high and low, and for a while, the room was full of tea.

At this time, the door on the side of the screen was silently opened, and a person walked in, and the faint fragrance gradually floated in the room with the entry of the person.

Lu Kun frowned: "It's good to pollute the fragrance of my tea." ”

The screen of the juan yarn revealed the long figure of the man, the dark blue robe was embroidered with a large number of pink ~ white Yetan, and a black paper fan painted with gold in his hand was slowly fanning, and there was a clear laughter like a clear spring between the openings: "You are a layman, you know what kind of tea fragrance you have." ”

The man sat down on the side of the screen, and there was another jingling noise.

Lu Kun snorted coldly, took a cup of tea, and tasted it carefully.

The man on the other side of the screen waved his fan and said, "You don't look at the little master well, why do you have time to come to my Treasure Pavilion?" How is the little master? ”

Lu Kun remembered the new wound on Chu Feifei's forehead, and sighed slightly: "I hurt my head again today." ”

There was a bang, and on the other side of the screen, the man stood up suddenly, and he didn't know what had turned over the belt of his robe, making a shattering sound on the ground.

Then the person actually broke through the screen of the juan yarn with one palm, and the whole person appeared in front of Lu Kun through a flying piece of silver yarn.

"The surname is Lu, what the hell are you doing! If you can't do it, I'll do it! The black fan bone pointed directly at Lu Kun's throat, as if he was holding a sharp blade instead of a fan.

Lu Kun looked up without changing his face and glanced at the handsome face that was so beautiful that he couldn't distinguish between male and female, and said lightly: "Cui Yuya, Scholar Cui?" You are also a bachelor of the former dynasty, what about your physique? What about self-cultivation? ”

Cui Yuya put away the folding fan and smiled coldly: "University scholar? Don't mention those words again, I'm just a merchant selling food now. ”

Although Lu Kun looked sick with turmeric on his face at this time, his sharp eyes gave people a demeanor that was not inferior to Cui Yuya.

Lu Kun waved his hand lightly and picked up the teapot again.

Cui Yuya sat down sullenly, although she has been a businessman for more than ten years, but the literati elegance in her bones cannot fade, at this time, Lu Kun gave tea ceremony, Cui Yuya could only concentrate and sit upright.

He took the tea made by Lu Kun with both hands, held the cup in one hand and the bottom with the other, and slowly circled it three times under his nose, so that the fragrance of the tea soaked into his heart and lungs before he slowly entered his mouth.

"After the fire, the tea fragrance has been left, and the aftertaste is slightly bitter." After a cup of tea, Cui Yuya commented lightly.

Lu Kun smiled slightly: "With a skill like mine, I naturally can't get into the eyes of the first talented person back then, Cui Hualang." ”

mentioned the good name of the year, Cui Yuya also smiled slightly, shook the folding fan and said: "Tea is born from the heart, and it is not bad for a layman like you to make such tea." ”

Lu Kun looked at Cui Yuya speechlessly for a long time: "Speaking of this, the little master will also make tea now, I heard that the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion is very appreciative." ”

Speaking of the little master, Cui Yuya's face sank: "Lu Kun, you haven't answered me yet, what's the matter with the little master's injury?" ”

Lu Kun sighed lightly: "It's just a little bit of skin, the little master refuses to say how to get it, I guess the little master accidentally bumped into something." ”

Cui Yuya laughed: "Alas, this clumsy temperament is really like a master." ”

The room was quiet for a while, and both of them looked at the thick tea in front of them, silently distracted.

The long-lost pain in Cui Yuya's heart stabbed densely again.

Seventeen years have passed, and the girl who smiled lightly has long since disappeared, but his memory seems to have stopped forever at the moment before she entered the palace, the girl in the goose-yellow show girl palace dress smiled and waved back, and said with her mouth: "Take care." ”

Take care, he watched bitterly as the lovely figure disappeared into the majestic palace gate.

As soon as the palace gate entered the deep sea, it was a monarch and a minister to meet from then on