When noon came, it was lunch time, and the guests of the Red Sleeves Workshop were endless, and even the seats on the first floor were almost full.

However, the decoration in the hall here is luxurious, the layout is elegant, the screen calligraphy and painting are everywhere, the silk and bamboo musical instruments, from time to time melodious sound, and the noisy and ordinary skin and flesh laughing Qinglou, there are still some differences.

Many scholars and nobles, merchants, and relatives come to such high-end green buildings, mostly to taste tea and wine, listen to music and relax, or get together with friends to discuss business.

Under this kind of appeal, the Qingqi people who accompany the wine should also be beautiful, knowledgeable, and extraordinary, able to enliven the atmosphere, and can take care of the guests with different personalities, with long sleeves and exquisite sleeves. In addition, you also need to know some poetry and songs, be familiar with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, be good at singing and dancing, and have some talents.

At this time, on the stage covered in red cloth in the lobby, vocal music has already sounded, and more than ten girls, with long sleeves swinging, dancing, began their daily performances.

Han Yunpeng hugged Qian'er's delicate body, admired the singing and dancing, looked excited, and after drinking several times the wine, he said to Su Chen: "Brother Su, if you are bullied in the future, if you are bullied in that situation, directly report the name of the son of Han Mansion Dapeng, and see which of them dares to make trouble with you!" ”

Su Chen nodded slightly, through the scene just now, he believed it.

However, if he was alone, if he brought it up to know Han Yunpeng, it would be difficult to say whether he would be beaten even worse.

It cannot be ruled out that some people dare not offend Han Fu and the little fat man, and when they heard that he was Han Yunpeng's friend, they deliberately blackened him and took revenge.

"By the way, I just heard someone say, what is the fastest man in Runzhou, are you very good at running?" Su Chen suddenly thought of a sentence and looked at Han Yunpeng and asked.

"Poof-" When Han Yunpeng heard this, he directly squirted out a sip of wine, choking himself and coughing for a long time.

"Childe!" Qian'er helped Han Yunpeng wipe the wine on his body.

"It's okay." Han Yunpeng stretched out his hand and dusted it, looked at Su Chen and asked, "Who did you listen to?" ”

Su Chen was stunned and said, "A lot of guests around Fang are talking about it, and I heard it!" ”

Han Yunpeng seemed to be looking for someone to settle accounts, but when he heard many guests talking, his face couldn't help but collapse, and he took another big gulp of wine in resentment.

Su Chen guessed in his heart that others praised him for running fast, and Runzhou was the fastest, as for such a depressed expression?

Look at this look, there's something going on here!

Han Yunpeng shook his head and said: "It's all rumors and slander, hmph, Qian'er can testify, I know if I'm happy!" ”

Qian'er's face turned red when she heard this, and she could only reluctantly commit perjury for him, and said embarrassedly: "It's not fast at all!" ”

Ya'er next to her almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she heard this, but she heard Qian'er say that interesting thing, if it was eight times out of ten, it would be fine, just a little, isn't it fast?

It is not an exaggeration to bear the nickname of "the first fast man in Runzhou"!

Su Chen looked at the strange looks of the three of them, looked confused, and muttered, "What are you talking about, why do I get more confused the more I listen......

"Let's go, let's go out and take a boat!" Han Yunpeng got up and didn't plan to continue eating and drinking here.

Because he faintly felt as if the people around him looked at him differently, and he was uncomfortable.

Although he had also heard that some people in Qinglou were talking about him behind his back, after all, he hadn't heard it with his own ears, and no one dared to run to him in person to say this, touching the moldy head of the little prince of the Han Mansion, so Han Yunpeng didn't care about it, like an ostrich buried in the beach, deceiving himself.

But today is different, after Su Chen said it in person, Han Yunpeng felt uncomfortable, looking at the people around him, feeling strange in his heart, like a thorn in his back.

Han Yunpeng called the old bustard of the Red Sleeve Workshop and asked about renting the boat.

"Back to Dapeng Gongzi, the painting boat has been completed, the wine and food are ready, go out from the side door of the backyard, it is the river embankment wharf, you can board the boat directly." The old bustard said with a smile.

The Red Sleeve Workshop covers a wide area, and is also composed of a number of attic buildings, rockery and waterfall in the courtyard, a water pavilion promenade, a bamboo forest flower garden, a stone pavilion and a lying bridge, everything, full of the layout of the Jiangnan garden. In addition, there is a river on the side, so you can have your own painting boat, so you can get on or go ashore here at any time, which is very convenient.

"Let's go board the ship." Han Yunpeng was anxious, said to leave, took Su Chen out of the Red Sleeves Workshop, walked through the side yard, and got on the painting boat after going out.

Qian'er and Ya'er went back to the room to prepare, and when they came out again, they were wearing gorgeous coats suitable for travel, with a cloak with silk embroidery patterns on their shoulders, Qian'er held a piano in her hand, and Ya'er held a pipa in her arms and followed the painting boat.

A boatman who supported the penny, supported the painting boat with a bamboo pole, slowly left the mooring point, and then changed his hand to a oar, rowing the boat on the Guan River.

The willows on the riverside are still in place, the lotus leaves are blue, the boat leaves the shore, in the middle of the wide river channel, going upstream, to sway slowly on the river of several miles in this Xicheng District.

After all, Han Yunpeng is still a teenager, and at this time, he was playing on a boat, and two pretty and innocent people were by his side, drinking and listening to the piano, and his mood was very good.

The bottom of the food box with the painting boat is made of iron, and the charcoal fire is built into the sandwich, and there is a layer of water-proof and heat-absorbing layer to preserve the temperature, so that the food in the box can maintain the temperature for a long time.

The dishes include steamed lamb, crispy bone fish, marinated duck in sauce, fried tofu, fried hairtail, mixed sea vegetables, fried bamboo shoots and shrimp, etc., the cooking taste is good, and it does not belong to Bairunlou at all.

Half an hour later, when he was full of wine and food, Han Yunpeng lazily leaned on Qian'er, and said to Ya'er opposite: "Your throat is good, sing a few songs for us." ”

Ya'er nodded with a smile and said: "It's just right, Jinling genius Su Yixuan's new words have come out, and it is said that they are given to the eldest lady of the Bai family, which is better than the song 'Qu Yuguan' a few days ago. ”

Su Chen heard the name of Jinling's genius "Su Yixuan", a little inexplicable, does Jinling also have a great talent with the same name as him in his previous life?

Han Yunpeng was also not interested in poetry and songs, and asked: "Is this Jinling genius Su Yixuan very famous?" ”

Ya'er replied: "I haven't heard of it before, but a few days ago in the spring outside the city, Bai Susu took out the words of his sweetheart Su Yixuan, shocked the four seats, and blocked the difficult pursuit of Ding Jiaerlang on the spot. ”

"What a!" Han Yunpeng suddenly admired the talent of this "Su Yixuan" who had never met him.

Su Chen fell into deep thought, if he didn't guess wrong, he had seen Bai Susu from afar when he went out of the city and stepped out of the spring; also wrote a song by Liu Yong, and exchanged thirty yuan for the steward of a green building, it can't be such a coincidence, right?

"Miss Ya'er, how did you write the song on the jade pipe?" Su Chen asked.

Ya'er smiled: "Young Master Su, it's better for Ya'er to sing it." ”

"Okay, then we'll hear it."

Ya'er took a long time, and then played the pipa in her hand, and sang softly to the sound of Qian'er's piano: "Longshou Yunfei, the riverside is full of smoke and waves for a long time." Looking at the Guan River, thousands of miles of autumn, endure the gaze? Qi Shenjing, Yingying Fairy, don't come to the brocade word is difficult to match. The broken goose has no basis, and Ran Ran flew down Tingzhou, thinking about it for a long time......"

I'm sassafras! It's the one I wrote!

Su Chen was very surprised, how did Bai Susu get this poem that day? also spread the name of Su Yixuan's pen.

He really couldn't figure it out, and planned to interrogate Bai Susu again the next time they met.

At this time, Ya'er finished singing the song jade pipe, and sang the lyrics of the butterfly love flower: "The flower fades and the red green apricot is small." When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no grass at the end of the world......"

Su Chen was stunned, and wondered: Isn't this the Song poem that Su Shi wrote silently when he was practicing pen in the study? Why did it spread to the outside, what is Bai Susu doing?