Xiao Yiyi sent a maid to call the painting boat, divided into two floors, about six or seven meters high, flying eaves pavilion, a huge red lantern flying in the wind, with a gilded character written - "Xiao".

I have to say that such an indescribable style of the painting boat, the attic on the ship, the vermilion doors and windows, the red yarn is blown by the river breeze, drifting back and forth, the elegant layout of the painting boat, the jade array, the long strings of the guqin, the landscape ink painting, and the calligraphy and word panels, all set off the elegance and holiness of the master.

Luo Zhaoyun and Xiao Yiyi sat in the largest attic on the second floor, with a seat by the window, and the two knelt on the soft seat, with a sandalwood table in the middle, and a pot of Shu tea on it, which was fragrant.

The tea ceremony in the north is not popular, and some princes, nobles, and wealthy families still drink tea soup instead of making tea completely.

However, in the southern Shu region, it has begun to be gradually implemented, without putting those onions, ginger and other ingredients, so that the original taste of tea returns, and drinking that kind of camellia leaves, the smell and taste are better.

Xiao Yiyi was born in the Jiangling area, close to Shu culture, and before the age of ten, he had been exposed to this tea art. Later, when I came to Chang'an, I lived in the Miaoyin Pavilion Fang, and sometimes used this kind of tea for hospitality, of course, some nobles in the north were not used to drinking it, and there were other tea soups, which could be replaced at any time.

Xiao Yiyi, who was dressed as a man, stretched out her jade hand, which was as white as greasy, and poured water and made tea herself, her technique was skillful and light, and the fragrance of tea spread with the heat.

Luo Zhaoyun smelled it lightly, and at the same time, the wind outside the window blew in a little, which made people feel cool.

"How about inviting Mr. Luo to taste this tea?" Xiao Yiyi smiled and pushed the emerald jade teacup and slowly pushed it in front of his case.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded in gratitude, held the cup with both hands, first sniffed the aroma of tea, then took a sip, and said with a smile: "This tea is clear and bright, the entrance is fresh, mellow and sweet, it is indeed good tea!" ”

"Oh, Childe actually understands tea?" Xiao Yiyi showed a happy look, when she was a child, she was not a fine dress, she had planted tea trees, picked tea leaves, and had an indescribable attachment to tea.

Because whenever she drinks tea, she always inadvertently thinks of the past, her deceased father and aunt, and the water town where she grew up.

"I drank it before, because I didn't like tea soup very much, so I just made tea and made water, but I felt more charming." Luo Zhaoyun smiled and prevaricated.

Xiao Yi believed it to be true, smiled, very moving, although he did not change out of men's clothes, he was still wearing a round-necked robe, wearing a silk head, a young noble son's dress, but with shaved shoulders and a thin waist, his figure was slender like a crescent moon, and his spiritual temperament was as crystal clear as a nephrite, warm and beautiful.

Because of a sip of tea, a recognition, and a preference, Xiao Yiyi felt that the communication with the other party was smoother.

As the saying goes, people have fewer than a thousand cups of confidants, and they don't speculate for more than half a sentence.

Xiao Yiyi is also very interested in this Luo Zhaoyun, after all, most of the talented women are talented people with high literary talents, and great heroes of martial arts and Anbang, if the two are combined, it will be even more tempting.

Although she has not yet developed any deep feelings for this teenager, she has a comfortable feeling of knowing her confidant for the first time at a good beginning.

"Yes, brewing tea and drinking it directly, removing cumbersome ingredients such as onions, garlic and mustard, can show the original intention more, just like graffiti with heavy makeup, but it is not as good as returning to the true nature to move people more, I wonder if the son agrees?" Xiao Yiyi looked at his face with bright eyes.

Luo Zhaoyun thought for a moment, nodded and smiled: "It makes sense, Qingshui comes out of hibiscus, and it is natural to carve and decorate, after this prosperity is exhausted, it is the most comfortable to get Zhenchun!" ”

Xiao Yiyi's eyes were full of energy, not just because the other party agreed with her point of view, but because Luo Zhaoyun said something more appropriate than her description.

She took a deep breath, and she was sure in her heart that those two poems that were comparable to those handed down must have been written by him himself, because of this situation, this scene, this sentence, all of which showed the extraordinary bearing and literary brilliance of the young man. Even she has always been accustomed to seeing Chang'an's talented men and scholars, and she has to admit that this Luo Cheng and Luo Zhaoyun are indeed a little different from ordinary people.

Getting along with him is like a spring breeze, relaxed, and can hear many philosophical and wise words, which is as sweet as food.

"Does Childe know my identity?" Xiao Yiyi suddenly asked.

Luo Zhaoyun was a little dazed, and said with a smile: "Luo Mou first came to the capital, his ears are not deaf, and he has not yet known the origin of Miss Xiao, please bear with me." ”

Xiao Yiyi smiled faintly, with bright eyes and bright teeth, elegant posture, worthy of the painting, smacked his sandalwood mouth with his plain hand, and said with a smile: "Childe doesn't have to panic, Yiyi doesn't have the slightest intention of asking, just wants to reveal his identity and tell him deliberately." ”

"Oh, then please Miss Xiao speak clearly, Luo Mou listens!"

Xiao Yiyi nodded his head, a little embarrassed, looked at the river outside the window, the water surface was rippling, the river was surging, and said: "Yiyi is the leader of Miaoyin Pavilion at the moment, and he is also half of the person in charge there, proficient in music and rhythm, good at writing lyrics and songs, but he is still a happy person, please don't mind Luo Gongzi, contempt Yiyi!" ”

"Miaoyin Pavilion, Xiao ...... Yiyi! Luo Zhaoyun felt very familiar, and suddenly, he thought that two days ago, Steward Zhong had mentioned the names of Tongque Tower, Red Sleeve Wei, and Miaoyin Pavilion, as well as Xiao Yiyi, but he didn't take it seriously at the time, his left ear listened, and his right ear came out.

"It turned out to be you, one of the famous talented women in Chang'an City!" Luo Zhaoyun suddenly realized, his eyes were clear, and there was no blasphemy.

Xiao Yiyi felt the sincerity of the other party, did not despise or despise her identity in the land of fireworks, and felt a little at ease, although she was clean and self-conscious, only learned, usually danced and made ink, and made friends with many bachelors and talents, a little proud of the prince, a light prince, and a lonely self-appreciation, but she still felt a little embarrassed in her heart.

Luo Zhaoyun shook his head and said: "Miss Xiao, don't pity yourself, with your unparalleled talent and holy reputation, I believe that as long as you enter Chang'an, you can understand Miss Xiao's difficulties, as well as that persistence." In my opinion, Miss Xiao is like a fresh and eternal, fair-skinned and beautiful water lotus, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, my colleagues should be respectful! ”

"Ahh Xiao Yiyi listened to the other party's face-to-face praise, and two blushes rose on her white jade-like face, as if she had two points of rouge on it, and she was slowly fainting.

Originally, she was a happy woman, and she was used to seeing words of praise, but for some reason, when Luo Zhaoyun said it, she was still shocked, and her heart was pounding like a deer.

This is not to say that Xiao Yiyi is really moved, but after she learned Luo Zhaoyun's identity, she always listened to his amazing words and novel words, which had already touched her heartstrings, and she valued the other party's recognition and respect!

When she suffers from her own gains and losses, and she doesn't know if the other party will look down on her, she will naturally be excited and grateful when she suddenly gets such high comments and praise from Luo Zhaoyun, which is far from the talent that usually talents say to her, whether it is the scene, the atmosphere, or the new words and the city of demeanor.

At this moment, Xiao Yiyi completely revealed her daughter's delicate state, biting her lip lightly, her black and white eyes glanced at him, her beautiful face was red and rich, her neck was elegant, graceful and soft, silky and beautiful, and she was beautiful for a while.