In the Zhufeng Teahouse, an old gentleman who told the story was talking about "Throwing Hydrangea", which is a traditional joke, saying that the young lady of a large family is good with a poor scholar, and the parents who are afraid of the poor and love the rich will not agree, so they set up a clever note, the young lady deceived her parents and said that she could not find a suitable husband for a long time, so she chose to throw the hydrangea in the way, and the end was that she threw the hydrangea to the poor scholar who was good, and the lover eventually became a family.

This happy ending made all the spectators in the teahouse high-five.

Shanbao ate the last tea foam, forgot to bring silver when he came out, or pulled out a hairpin on Li Qingzhao's head to make tea money, and they were able to blend into this famous teahouse to listen to books.

"A group of men are squeezing around, and that young lady is not a martial arts master, why did she just throw the hydrangea into the scholar's arms so coincidentally?"

Shanbao spat out the black tea foam and said very abruptly.

Everyone was busy applauding the case, no one cared about her objections, and a young man dressed as a Confucian next door said: "You can't get to the bottom of everything, otherwise it will be a burden to yourself and others." ”

Shanbao turned his head to look: "Huh? ”

Seeing that he was a white-faced scholar, he also paid attention to why he said so, because the male protagonist in the story was a white-faced scholar, and he felt that they were the same kind.

The white-faced scholar said: "Everyone comes to the teahouse for recreation, the picture is a pleasure, and the ill-fated story is not suitable for refreshments." ”

Shanbao just retracted his gaze and had to look at it again: "Huh? ”

felt that this person was so verbose, and he said such a sentence as if he had written it after reading it, and he kept arranging. Imagine that the young lady in the storyteller's story stood on a high flower building and threw the hydrangea in her hand at the poor scholar who was in good condition, and at this time, a kung fu master like a bearded man suddenly flew out. Hydrangeas can be easily snatched away.

After making this analogy, I felt that it was inappropriate, the bearded man couldn't grab the hydrangea, and replaced it with Zu Gongluo, but he still felt that it was inappropriate, and finally changed it to Bai Jinlu, which was okay.

The white-faced scholar probably saw that Shanbao was not enlightened, and continued: "The girl will remember to change her shoes in disguise in the future." ”

Shanbao squirted out a mouthful of tea: "Ah! ”

Black tea foam splashed onto the white-faced neighbor. It fell on his moon-white shirt, which was very eye-catching.

The white-faced scholar reached out and gently dusted the tea foam on his shoulder, but he was not angry. also smiled faintly, looking a bit like Bai Jinlu, but more righteous than Bai Jinlu.

Shanbao lowered his head and looked at his feet, and then glared at Li Qingzhao fiercely.

Li Qingzhao looked suddenly enlightened: "Cousin." You're wearing a pair of embroidered shoes. No wonder I always felt that something was wrong. ”

Shanbao hurriedly shrank his feet under the table, thinking that he had a small hat in a green coat with a pair of pink and tender embroidered shoes, just like Wu Dalang wearing a big hat, extremely funny, from his ancestral house all the way to the teahouse, I don't know how many mocking eyes he attracted, he didn't realize it, he really lost the face of the good family and the ancestral family.

When she regretted it. The old gentleman has already started the next paragraph, which is about the Tang Emperor's micro-suit and meeting a stunning beauty. After the two fell in love, the pearl fetus was secretly knotted, and a son was left behind in the people......

Shanbao didn't want to listen to the story, thinking about how he would get out of the teahouse and walk all the way home, and inadvertently turned his head sideways, and saw the white-faced scholar staring at the old man who told the story with a solemn face, indicating that he was listening to the story carefully.

The so-called Tang Emperor, just like the opening sentence of Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred", "The Han Emperor is heavy on color and thinks about the country", Bai Juyi is actually talking about Tang Xuanzong, because he avoided it, so he replaced it with the Han Emperor, and the old man who told the story used the Tang Emperor to avoid the emperor of this dynasty, telling the story of the emperor meeting Bai Suxin, the mother of Zu Gongluo.

Why this incident was made up by the storyteller is unknown, Shanbao is full of shoes, considering whether to use money to buy the shoes of the neighbor's white-faced scholar, the size of the shoes is still a secondary issue, the first problem is - she has no money.

Or many glanced at each other a few times, it was easy for people to think about it, so the white-faced scholar who was about to leave turned to her and said, "Farewell." ”

Shanbao said in his heart, we don't know each other, you go, out of politeness, go back: "Don't sit down." ”

Unexpectedly, the white-faced scholar immediately turned back and said, "Then sit more." ”

Shanbao: "......"

Li Qingzhao is really a thousand-year-old nymphomaniac, on the way from Jinan to Lei Gong Town, he still remembers the pen pal who met and went to Qingqing, and saw her turn around and run, who knew that he forgot about the eighteen-mile chase when he saw Zu Gongluo, and when he just went shopping, he said that he hoped to be accompanied by Zu Gongluo, and at this time, when he saw the white-faced scholar, he warmly invited people to come to their side to sit together.

The white-faced scholar really sat down and called Xiao Er to serve tea again.

Shanbao saw that Xiao Er came up not with tea but with hot water, and the white-faced scholar took out a paper bag from his arms, and after opening it, it was tea leaves, and he started to make tea by himself.

Shanbao inhaled deeply, and used Lu'an melon slices, this white-faced scholar actually had it, and he felt that he was not like the emperor at his age, but he must be a person with a background.

Unconsciously looked over again, suddenly someone held down his shoulder, looked up, and saw that it was a strange man, and the man laughed at the yin owl: "Xiaohong, you slut, dare to run away without permission, and don't go back with me." ”

Shanbao shook his head: "Brother Tai, you recognize the wrong person." ”

The man suddenly became angry: "Your deed of sale is still in the hands of the master, where can you run, go!" As he spoke, he grabbed Shanbao and dragged him out.

Jin Se and Li Qingzhao hurriedly came over to stop them, and another man pushed: "This is the girl who escaped from our house, and if you are nosy, you are looking for death." ”

It turned out that these two men were none other than the old harrier and the old mouse, and the so-called escaped girl was just an excuse for them to rob.

In fact, when they came in and saw that there were very few women in the teahouse, they almost thought that Jin Se was the beauty that Qingping said, of course, Li Qingzhao had been easily ignored by them, and he was still an old rat with sharp eyes, and when he saw Shanbao wearing a pair of embroidered shoes on his feet, he realized that this person was a woman dressed as a man.

Jin Se tried his best to tear the old harrier who was dragging Shanbao, but he was kicked out by the old harrier, and his head hit the table leg, and the blood flowed.

Li Qingzhao panicked, and only later did he understand that he should shout: "Help!" ”

Suddenly, he found the white-faced scholar who was still sitting and drinking tea, and said angrily: "You are also a man, and you can't be saved when you see death." ”

The white-faced scholar smiled faintly: "She just fell into the hands of the wicked and couldn't die." ”

Li Qingzhao said angrily: "In vain, I fell in love with you at first sight, my heart ...... Bah! ”

After scolding, he went out to chase Shanbao, but he was unable to move, and he was tripped by the threshold of the teahouse, and he grinned so much that he got up desperately, but he saw that the old harrier and the old mouse had already fled with Shanbao. (To be continued.) )