Han Feng ran back to the Drunken Flower Building in a panic, at this moment the Drunken Flower Building was still bright, and before he stepped into the door, he heard the voice of a woman laughing, this voice was very charming, Han Feng was still dressed as a family at the moment, without the little young master to lead the way, no one took care of him here at all.

Hey, no matter what society you are in, people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and it is normal for you to be a subordinate of yourself, and it is normal not to be entertained in this kind of place, returning to the Zuihualou, Han Feng grabbed a maid and asked, "This sister, is Young Master Shangguan still here?" ”

When the young lady heard Young Master Shangguan's name, she grinned and pointed upstairs: "Young Master Shangguan is still chatting with a few young ladies upstairs!" "Chat? Can this guy chat upstairs normally? I'm afraid that at this moment, I am hugging left and right, indulging in wine, presumably I have drunk a lot of flower wine.

The little young master did not disappoint himself again, although he was late, but the little young master had not finished playing, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he sat down, he heard a maid call his name: "Are you Han Gongzi?" Han Feng glanced back and thought to himself: Have you ever seen a son dressed as a subordinate? How could this complaint be so familiar, Han Feng suddenly understood the mystery and nodded: "That's right, it's down"

"My girl asks my son to go upstairs for a while!" It seems to be exactly the same as he guessed, Han Feng looked up, and a wonderful figure flashed behind the light veil upstairs, no need to ask, it must be Miss Liu.

At this moment, the lights are on, and the beauties are invited, is there a better night than this? Han Feng stabilized his careful thoughts, followed the maid upstairs, and when he walked to the door of a room, he heard a familiar voice!

"Miss Xiaomei, I seem to miss you, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are getting more and more handsome!"

"Miss Ruyue, come and let me kiss one, you are also beautiful, beautiful and beautiful!" This obscene and familiar voice, Han Feng clasped his ass and knew that it was the little young master, Han Feng was sometimes very curious about a question, this drunken flower building, up to the old bustard, down to those Hongchen women, it seems that they are all the good looks of this little young master, it seems that this little young master is eating very openly here!

"Flowers are easy to see and difficult to find, and the front of the steps is sad to kill and bury flowers; Alone sprinkled tears with a flower hoe, and sprinkled empty branches to see blood marks. The cuckoo was speechless at dusk, and the hoe returned to cover the door; The green light shines on the wall, and the cold rain knocks on the window and is not warm. Blame Nong's bottom matter is very sad, half for pity and half annoyance; The pity spring suddenly disappeared with annoyance, and then he was speechless and ignored. ”

Han Feng just pushed open the door, and heard Liu Ruyan singing, presumably this is the poem made by this little girl herself, this little girl is really assessing herself all the time, Han Feng was speechless in his heart for a while, he likes exams so much, he will take exams first as soon as they meet.

Sure enough, after Liu Ruyan finished singing, he smiled at Han Feng: "What is Han Gongzi doing here, come inside, please." After speaking, he served the tea he had made himself: "Han Gongzi, please taste it!" ”

Han Feng took the teacup and stared at the beauty in front of him, he had already forgotten the warning that the second lady had given him, and besides, it was Han Er who swore by him, and I was Han Feng hehe.

"What do you say about the tea that the girl made?"

"The water used by the slave family is the melted snow water of the old year! The snow that fell from the plum blossoms in winter was harvested and buried in the ground with a cyan urn, and it was just taken out this summer to be used as water for making tea! ”

Han Feng nodded, although he doesn't like to drink tea very much, and he doesn't pay attention to it, once upon a time when he watched the Dream of Red Mansions, he knew that the tea used by the ancients to make tea was also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the snow water in the old year was regarded as high-end water, and then looked at the tea set placed on Liu Ruyan's table - the tea tray of the begonia rosewood carved lacquer auspicious phoenix totem of the Quality Supervision Institute, and the teacup in his hand was also a first-class Ruyao white cover cup, and Liu Ruyan himself used a cup carved of green jade and a phoenix dance.

After Han Feng finished drinking, he could only comment - "Good tea!" Mo is not Longjing tea? Of course, Han Feng didn't know what kind of tea this was, but he knew that West Lake was rich in Longjing, and when he used to send it to the leader, he bought two boxes at a large price, but he felt that his heart was bleeding.

Liu Ruyan smiled and nodded, it seemed that his blind cat had met a dead mouse, Han Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, if he said something wrong, it would be really embarrassing.

Liu Ruyan fanned the water on the stove, and then led a pot of tea and poured it into Han Feng's cup, this is the ancients paid attention to cooking tea, and also paid attention to the temperature and temperature of the tea.

Han Feng can guess that the income of this Oiran is estimated to be quite high just by looking at the set of configurations for making tea in this house, if ordinary people can't afford to use such a high-end boutique tea set, this set, it is estimated that he can't afford it after working for a few years! Han Feng smiled bitterly.

Unconsciously having eaten three bowls of tea, Liu Ruyan said with a smile: "Since the last time Gongzi composed music, Ruyan has nothing to do, and has made a poem by herself, but I always feel that my love is not real, I don't know if Gongzi has any better poems?" ”

In fact, Han Feng really doesn't like this kind of trick of playing with girls and elegance, it's too direct, everyone is an adult, and the chat is actually poetry and songs, if you chase girls in modern times, you will open your mouth to write poetry and songs, it is estimated that you will blow it a long time ago, but these ancient women think it is very elegant.

Han Feng smiled bitterly, this little girl is really testing herself, of course she can't be tested by this little girl, she thought for a while, and said: "I drank Miss's tea today, then I will write a poem with Miss's tea as the theme, and I hope Miss Yazheng!" ”

"Like smoke, I want to smell it!"

Han Feng held the teacup in his hand, paced for two steps, pretended to be contemplative, and then spoke: "Cold incense lingers all over the dream of the Red Bridge, and the dream of the city is full." The peach blossoms on the moon, the rain breaks the spring cold swallow's house. Who can drum after saying goodbye to Konghou, and the intestines will be broken. Secretly damaged Shaohua, a wisp of tea smoke through the blue yarn. "A poem, written all the sorrowful words.

Liu Ruyan was a little fascinated when she heard it, I really don't know how Han Er, who is dressed as a person, can write such a full of artistic conception and tearful poems, the departure of Yiren, the pipa that broke your intestines, and fell in love with the rest forever. The rhyme of the piano of the mountains and flowing water is nowhere to be found. And the so-called youth was originally a cup of strong fragrant tea, but later, the aroma became more and more flat. Message: The bridge of the red bridge is under the water, the end of the world, where is Yi?

Han Feng smiled secretly in his heart: You little girl, you still want to stump me? I know Nalan words by heart, and it's easy to deceive you, this little girl.

Liu Ruyan suddenly felt it: the world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends dusk flowers to fall. The wind is dry, the tears are remnant, I want to write about my heart, and I have a monologue oblique column. Hard, hard, hard! People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is often like a swing. The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark, I am afraid of people asking questions, and I pretend to be happy with tears. Hide, hide, hide!

Han Feng is sad about plagiarism, but it is not difficult to hear that Liu Ruyan is the original suffering, Han Feng secretly sighed: If such a weak woman doesn't have any hardships, how can she be willing to be in the red dust of this green building?

Han Feng sighed and persuaded: "Miss Liu, your poems are full of thoughts, everyone has their hearts, you don't have to worry too much, your feelings are too sincere, but you are swayed by these things, isn't that a lifetime of mistakes?" ”

Liu Ruyan looked at him lightly and sighed: "The current matter is not something that I can control as a weak woman, if I have a choice, I ...... Hey, that's it, a lot of things, I can't help myself. ”

Han Feng smiled bitterly, this girl is really contradictory, Liu Ruyan suddenly changed the topic: "Han Gongzi, with your talents, if you go to take the exam, you will definitely be on the gold list, do you really only plan to be a family member of the Shangguan Mansion?" Wouldn't that be a waste of your talent? ”

"Miss Liu's knowledge and beauty, isn't it a waste to live in this red dust place?" Han Feng replied, after Liu Ruyan heard this, he was speechless for a while, Han Feng smiled and said: "Miss Liu, everyone has their own choice, people live to enjoy the happiness of living peacefully." ”

Liu Ruyan nodded: "What Childe said is extremely true. ”

The two chatted freely in the room for a long time, and Han Feng thought about it, it was already late at this time, and he didn't know what was going on with the little young master, and he didn't know if he was cool enough, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Liu Ruyan again, and found the little young master who had just come out upstairs.

It seems that the little master's old friends are good, and he is having a good time, and the little master is also enjoying the Taoism, so he said to the young master: "The young master is not early today, let's talk about the Tao here, go back quickly!" ”

The little young master was actually a little unsatisfied, holding a girl's little hand, he didn't listen to Han Feng's words at all, Han Feng could only intimidate this guy: "If the little young master doesn't go back, the eldest lady will definitely worry about you, young master!" Especially the three words of the eldest lady, it can be emphatically said, as soon as the little young master heard the eldest lady, he reluctantly let go of the girl's hand and said to Han Feng: "Han Er, why are you so timeless, didn't we say that we would go back in two hours?" Are you at the top of the Taoist theory, you have to learn to restrain yourself, and you can't be too reckless! ”

Wipe! This little grandson educated me first? Han Feng greeted the eighteenth generation of his family's ancestors in his heart, which one was acting recklessly in the house just now? also said that he would not restrain himself, Han Feng really wanted to give him a mouthful.

The little young master naturally saw Han Feng's unhappiness, and then quietly took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Han Feng, and whispered his eyebrows and said, "Han Er, there are so many people, how much do you give the young master a little face!" ”

Your face is not as good as my insole, but this is ten taels of silver, but it is very face-saving, no one will have trouble with money, Han Feng took the little master's silver, and then replied resignedly: "The young master is right, the small one must be changed, it must be changed!" ”

The little young master nodded with satisfaction, then took his little fan, unfolded it and said, "Okay, you must pay attention next time, go back!" ”

This time the luck can be regarded as good, when Han Feng and the little young master returned to the mansion, they did not encounter any obstacles, nor did they meet the eldest lady, and when they returned to the mansion, Han Feng separated from the little young master, and walked towards the pharmacy by himself, and before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing!

"Who?" Han Feng inquired vigilantly in private! Suddenly, a sharp sword shadow appeared in his sight, and a sword blade revealing a cold glow was attached to his neck!

"You disciple, if you are not honest, I will cut out your tongue!" There was a female voice behind him, Han Feng felt embarrassed in his heart, couldn't it be that he had done all his bad things, the eldest lady was going to kill herself to relieve her hatred, no, Han Feng looked back, a strange woman was holding a sword, staring at herself coldly!

Who is this woman? Han Feng was so depressed in his heart!