When the bus leaves Xujiawan and drives west for a kilometer, it is as if entering another time and space.

It was the Silver Sea a hundred years ago, and today it is a large-scale cultural building reserve.

French and Spanish-style garden bungalows, stretching for four or five blocks. A hundred years ago, when Yinhai City first opened its port, the area around Xujiawan was still a suburb. The villa was connected to a Western-style farmstead, so the housing plans here at the time were not arranged according to the city.

A hundred years later, when the farmhouse became a city street, the roads here became winding, and they were still as staggered as the paths on the ridges.

When the car drove here, it had to slow down. Fortunately, the scenery on the street is pleasant, and from time to time you can always see fashionably dressed and beautiful girls, fluttering under the French plane trees, and people will not feel impetuous.

At a place one stop away from the Yinhai City Library, Gu Yifang got off the bus and found the "Sixteenth Pavilion" with the door number given to her by Zhang Lixian.

Cautiously stepping into the open gate, there was a sound of frolicking in the yard, and a gray-brown figure suddenly popped out at his feet, startling Gu Yifang, it was a civet cat. Two children are playing around a swing hanging from a tree.

"Stop making a fuss." A pale cyan figure, carrying a long skirt, ran lightly down the steps, blocking between the two children, who simply dodged and frolicked around the girl.

Gu Fang looked at this scene, both warm and abrupt, the girl in front of him was wearing a placket skirt in the national style, with double braids hanging down on her chest, and the frolicking child was wearing a shallow collar and half an arm. If the building behind the girl was replaced with a white-walled Uwa, Gu Fang really thought that he had crossed over.

"Are you ......" The girl noticed the strange visitor, took a child by the hand, and looked at Gu Yifang.

Gu Yifang hurriedly bent down slightly and bowed his head: "Hello, I am Gu Fangfang's ......, and Senior Sister Lixian asked me to come." ”

The girl smiled: "You are Gu Fang, you have admired the name for a long time, come in." ”

"Is Sister Gu here?" A figure hurriedly ran out of the door, it was Song Shiyuan, seeing Gu Yifang, he didn't seem to speak very neatly, and said vaguely: "Fang Fang, ......, hello, you are here." ”

The girl snorted and said, "The guest is here, the pianist, please bring it in, I'll make tea." By the way, on one side, my name is Ah Luo, and I am the director of the 16th Pavilion. So she said to the two children, "Don't break things." Then he carried his long skirt again, like a bamboo leaf riding the wind and ran towards the house.

Curator of the Sixteenth Pavilion.

Gu Fang couldn't react a little, and said that this piano hall was opened by Zhou Jing's family, why is the curator such a young girl?

As if seeing Gu Yifang's doubts, Song Shiyuan walked over and explained, "Actually...... The director of the piano hall is a gimmick, just like our national style club coolie group, Ah Luo is mainly responsible for receiving customers and the administrative work of the piano hall, not teaching the piano, but she also plays the piano very well. ”

Gu Yifang listened to Song Shiyuan's introduction, nodded, and asked, "Senior Sister Lixian, have they arrived?" ”

Song Shiyuan shook his head and said, "It's estimated that it's going to be a little late, let's drink tea first." ”

Following Song Shiyuan into the gate, Gu Yifang saw a couplet on the door, the upper couplet "Chaoxi Qin Tea Pair", the lower couplet "Left and Right Stone Talk Cong", and the horizontal criticism "Four times are different". Gu Fang pondered this delicate and short couplet, and only felt that the meaning was wonderful.

Passing through the reception hall, Song Shiyuan took Gu Yifang to a tea room, which looked very much like Fusang style, but it was very different when he looked closely, full of strong Han and Tang Dynasty style, Gu Yifang raised his eyes and looked at the imitation ancient paintings on the wall, only to know that the furnishings in it were based on the ancient paintings.

This ancient painting is "Han Xizai's Night Banquet", a famous ancient scroll, but it is a necessary reference for the fight in the national style circle.

There are not only a variety of national style clothing forms, but also a lot of furniture shapes, as the best popular science textbook of national style, Gu Fang naturally read various explanations and interpretations of this ancient painting.

In the most striking place in the tea room, there are two tables placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the logs are polished, and only a layer of varnish is applied. And the ground is not paved with tatami mats, but on the floor of bamboo and wood fiber, a well-made rush mat is placed, in the middle is a low tea table, the screen cabinet in the house, and then look carefully, quite the essence and charm of this ancient painting.

Song Shiyuan looked at Gu Fangfang, who was a little seated and at a loss, and said, "Yifang, don't be nervous, it's very casual here." Would you like to try that one? Song Shiyuan pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window of the ice crack lattice and said, "This is made according to the restoration drawings studied by Professor Zhou and several professors of the National Academy of Fine Arts." ”

Outside the window, a layer of tall plantains, several poppies, separated by ice cracks into a delicate puzzle, Gu Fang looked at his shabby T-shirt and pants, shook his head and said, "I'm not suitable for sitting there." ”

"What's suitable is not suitable." A Luo walked in with a tea tray, on which was a hot tea set, skillfully spread out on the tea table, and the posture was dexterous, so that Gu Yifang couldn't take his eyes off.

"Come on, come on, sit here and drink tea." After Ah Luo made tea, he greeted Gu Fang enthusiastically. Gu Yifang knelt down next to Ah Luo, while Song Shiyuan sat down cross-legged opposite them.

"Yifang, when you came in, did you see the couplets of the Sixteenth Hall?" Qingcha fell into her throat, and A Luo started to talk, "They all say that you are a talented woman, let's talk about why the Sixteenth Pavilion is called the Sixteenth Pavilion." ”

Gu Fang held Mei Ziqing's sunflower pot and said embarrassedly: "Don't listen to their nonsense, I have just come into contact with the national style, and there are many things I don't understand." ”

Song Shiyuan said: "One side, you can guess, it's so simple, you must guess." ”

Ah Luo glared at Song Shiyuan and said, "The other side is modest, you really don't understand it." ”

Gu Fang smiled: "Then I'll guess, 'Chaoxi Qin Tea is right, left and right stone flowers.'" There are four things in this couplet, the piano, the tea, the stone, and the flower, and the horizontal batch is 'different at four times', that is to say, these four things, in the four seasons of the year, with the change of the four seasons, will produce different emotions and tastes, 446, this is the origin of the 16th Hall, right? ”

Hearing this, Ah Luo hurriedly applauded: "It's amazing." Sure enough, it's a talented girl. ”

Gu Fang shook his head and said, "The literal expression of this couplet is obvious, I think many people should be able to see it." ”

Song Shiyuan grinned for a moment, looked at A Luo and said, "Someone can't see it." ”

A Luo said: "Yes, yes, I'm illiterate." One party, let me tell you, when I came to apply, Zhou Jing asked me what the sixteenth hall meant, but I didn't answer, in the piano hall, if you don't tell those local tyrants, they won't understand what it means. ”

Song Shiyuan and A Luo are obviously very familiar with each other, Song Shiyuan teased her: "I don't know how Professor Zhou recruited you." ”

Ah Luo snorted, raised his head and said proudly: "Of course, it's a dead skin and a face hugging your thighs, you can play the piano and wear the national style to drink tea here, this kind of work, of course, is to hold your thighs and not let go." ”

Gu Yifang looked at Ah Luo's appearance, and suddenly felt very envious in his heart, not only envious of Ah Luo's job.

This kind of work is naturally desirable to everyone, but after all, it is too different from the work in mainstream society. If one day the piano hall is gone, how will it adapt to mainstream social life again? But looking at Ah Luo's appearance, it seems that he doesn't care about this choice at all.