Chapter 130: Qinglan Fang

The red-maned horse is more than one stubble more noble than the dark horse under Song Yanqing's crotch, it's not that Song Yanqing can't afford to buy a more expensive horse, it's just that he, as a civil official, doesn't have any hobby for horses. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Until this moment, Song Yanqing hated why he didn't raise two good horses, even if he didn't go into battle to kill the enemy, it was usually good to take them out for a walk.

Lest you encounter this embarrassing scene again, you just laughed at Su Luo in front of the Iron Mansion Gate just now. I didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon.

People don't ride a good horse by themselves, but they ride it for a little girl who doesn't know how to look at it.

In Song Yanqing's eyes, Su Luo did this just to slap him in the face. Song Yanqing felt that the red-maned fierce horse in front of him was a little familiar, and after thinking for a while, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile and said.

"Le'er deserves to be Tie Shibo's pearl, in order to let Brother Su protect Le'er, Tie Shibo actually let you ride his horse."

Su Luo couldn't help but glance at Song Yanqing, what do you mean to let me ride his horse. Su Luo's Yue'er is indeed similar to Tie Yunsheng's red-maned fierce horse, but they are two horses, and it is difficult for people who don't understand horses to distinguish clearly.

When Su Luo first arrived in the imperial capital, Tie Le'er was kidnapped by the horse and ran away to the Li Mansion because he couldn't tell the difference.

"This is Brother Luo's own horse, which was given to Brother Luo by Sister Lu. Not a master's horse. ”

Xiao Qi crouched on the horse's back and enthusiastically helped Song Yanqing explain.

The corners of Song Yanqing's mouth twitched, and without saying a word, he got on the black horse, and slapped the horse's ass twice, causing the black horse to roar a few times in pain.

"Brother Luo, what's wrong with Song Gongzi?"

Xiao Qi turned his head suspiciously and asked Su Luo, who explained, "Maybe I ate a fly." Understand that rich people always have some quirks. ”

Song Yanqing, who was sitting firmly on the horse, almost fell down, he disdained to argue with a subordinate, it was a loss of grace and courtesy.

The carriage passed through the imperial capital, from the east to the west, the western part of the imperial capital is more down-to-earth than the east, and the common people can be seen everywhere, and small merchants carrying burdens can be seen everywhere.

All the way through the downtown area, to a relatively quiet place. A building that resembles the Red Mansion, but it is much smaller in scale.

The entrance was full of horse-drawn carriages, all with patterns on them. In that pile of carriages, Su Luo saw two familiar patterns.

There are four banners hanging on the door, and a gold-lacquered plaque on the banner is carved with three large characters.

Qinglan Fang.

Su Luo didn't understand what Qinglan Fang was, and Tie Yunsheng agreed to let Tie Le'er follow Song Yanqing over, thinking that it was not a bad place.

After getting off the old donkey, the guy at the door was very eye-catching, and took the first step to lead Su Luo's old donkey and the red-maned horse to the stable.

The guests who came to Qinglanfang today were all noble, but there were not many who could ride a high-class horse like a red-maned horse.

The enthusiastic guy clearly thinks Su Luo is a rich boy. Until he ran over to ask for money, Su Luo fumbled for a long time, groped for four copper coins on his body, counted them and gave the guy a copper coin.

The enthusiastic guy pulled his face down instantly.

"What? Too little? Give me back. ”

The guy hurriedly shook his head and bypassed Su Luo to greet the other guests.

Tie Le'er saw this scene as soon as she got out of the carriage, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, and she also wanted to put a note on her head that she didn't know about this person.

Tie Le'er hurriedly urged Song Yanqing to enter Qinglan Fang, afraid that Su Luo would catch up and talk to her. It's just a shame.

Su Luo led Xiao Qi into Qinglan Fang under the disdainful eyes of others. As soon as he entered Qinglan Fang, Su Luo was stunned.

Unlike what I imagined, Qinglan Fang is more like a teahouse specially prepared for people to chat.

The upper and lower floors are extremely elegant and exquisitely furnished, not luxurious, but full of content.

Su Luo glanced at it, and most of the guests in Qinglan Fang were scholars. With the smell of a book, a few sour poems occasionally popped out of their mouths.

"Brother Yanqing, I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to drink it today."

Song Yanqing turned a blind eye to the first floor, and led Tie Le'er directly to the second floor. Compared to the first floor, the layout of the second floor is more flavorful.

Everywhere is full of the smell of books, and the simple arrangement is extremely laborious. Based on Su Luo's understanding of the prices in the imperial capital, this seemingly simple layout cost a lot of money, and it was not inferior to those large restaurants decorated with gold paint.

It's just that this place is full of pretending flavor, which is obviously in line with the taste of readers.

What is the taste of a reader? Eating chicken and eating chicken tongue seems to be an ordinary dish, but it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

What is the taste of a reader? 'Ticket number' is 'ticket number', but in their eyes, it has become a romantic affair.

In a word, when you are a, you have to set up an archway.

It's no wonder that there are so many scholars here, and the owner of this Qinglan Fang must be a smart businessman.

In front of the largest table on the second floor, a young man dressed plainly with ten gemstone rings on his hand laughed at Song Yanqing.

"Brother Bian is polite. I haven't seen Brother Bian for a few days, and he has become richer and richer. ”

"Hey, hey, hey~ Brother Yanqing is having fun with my little brother again."

Bian Suwen smiled, not caring that Song Yanqing said that he was fat.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Yanqing brought the Iron Maiden with him. It seems that she came for Miss Xiu'er. ”

Bian Suwen wanted to say a few words, but after seeing that Song Yanqing was still with Tie Le'er, he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Le'er has met Brother Su Wen."

Tie Le'er stood behind Song Yanqing and saluted to Bian Suwen shallowly.

Bian Suwen said with a big grin: "Iron Maiden doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat." ”

The others at the table quipped, "Su Wen, you vulgar person, don't scare the Iron Maiden." ”

"Brother Yanqing."

A group of people stood up and saluted Song Yanqing, Song Yanqing nodded, and then the armrest motioned for everyone to sit down.

"I heard that the choir of Qinglanfang has arrived in the imperial capital, and Le'er has liked the choir of Qinglanfang since she was a child, so I specially brought her over."

Song Yanqing pulled Tie Le'er to sit down, ignoring Su Luo and Xiao Qi who were following behind him.

This is to give Su Luo a dismount.

The corners of Su Luo's mouth hooked a sneer, and he was not polite, he found two vacancies on the table, and pulled Xiao Qi over and sat down.

Some people are not happy to sit in this seat.

"Where did you come from, two guys who don't know how to count, get out of the way. Is this what you can do? ”

Bian Suwen was a straight man, and when he saw the two strangers sitting down, he frowned.

It seems that at this time, Song Yanqing suddenly remembered Su Luo and Xiao Qi, slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile: "I forgot to introduce it to you." This is the Su Luo brothers, and this one is the little seventh girl. ”

Song Yanqing paused for a moment, and then said with a smile on his face: "Don't underestimate this Su Luo brother, the leader of this year's Qionghua Club is this Su Luo brother." ”