Soon, the vendor selling steamed buns placed two baskets of fresh meat buns on the wooden table where Qin Chao and Gong Jian were. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When people are hungry to a certain extent, they will no longer pay attention to their appearance. What's more, the Qin Dynasty itself did not have the habit of paying attention to eating. So, he grabbed the meat bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gong Jian didn't make a move, and watched gently as Qin Chao munched on steamed buns. Seeing that Qin Chao was eating in a hurry, he was afraid that he would choke. The very considerate bun seller prepared a pot of water.

Ten minutes later, Qin Chao hiccuped.

He ate all the two large baskets of fresh hot buns by himself, and the hunger that made him very uncomfortable finally disappeared. Qin Chao picked up a pot of water beside him and took a few sips.

"Brother Gong, I'm done." Qin Chao said with a smile.

Gong Jian nodded with a smile and waved his hand at the vendor selling steamed buns. Soon, the vendor selling steamed buns came to Gong Jian's side.

Gong Jian handed the broken silver that he had taken out of the money bag before to the vendor who sold the buns, and said with a serious look: "You don't need to find the rest of the money, just reward you as Brother Qin." In the future, when you see Brother Qin again, don't be so rude, otherwise, I will tell you that you will not be able to stay in this Jinling City. ”

"Yes, yes, the little one will never again, and I will never dare again." The vendor who sold the buns hurriedly smiled and agreed.

"Brother Qin, let's go." Gong Jian didn't say anything more, and looked directly at Qin Chao and said.

Qin Chao smiled and nodded, and left with Gong Jian. Under the leadership of Gong Jian, the two of them walked into a teahouse called Xuanminglou.

Entering the teahouse, a beautiful young woman who looked to be in her thirties hurriedly came to Qin Chao and Gong Jian. Qin Chao was no stranger to her, because the memory in his mind told him that he had come here a lot, and he also knew the name of this beautiful young woman.

Her name is Shi Xuefang, and she is the shopkeeper and behind-the-scenes boss here.

"Master Qin, you haven't been here for a long time. Who is this handsome boy next to you? ”

"He is Gong Jian, Brother Gong." Qin Chao looked at Shi Xuefang with a smile and explained.

Shi Xuefang was stunned for a moment, obviously like the Qin Dynasty, he also misunderstood Gong Jian's name.

Qin Chao explained with a smile, and Shi Xuefang then understood, and apologized to Gong Jian with an apologetic face.

Gong Jian waved his hand, but he didn't care, looked at Shi Xuefang and said, "Take us to the good wing." ”

"Okay." Shi Xuefang smiled and nodded, she personally took Qin Dynasty and Gong Jian to a nice room.

"Gongzi Qin, Gonggongzi, this is our best wing." Shi Xuefang said with a smile.

"It's okay, just this one. You go and prepare a good pot of tea. Gong Jian commanded.

Shi Xuefang smiled and nodded, then turned to leave.

Gong Jian said, "Brother Qin, do you still have any needs?" ”

Qin Chao smiled and said, "Actually, I didn't expect it to be so complicated. To be honest, what I thought to myself was, you find a quiet place, I'll give you the poems and lyrics directly, and then I can leave and go about my business. ”

"What I didn't expect was that you took it so seriously that it made me difficult to refuse."

Gong Jian was stunned for a moment, and said apologetically: "It's my fault for making Brother Qin embarrassed." ”

Gong Jian was very good to himself, and Qin Chao didn't want him to blame himself, so he explained with a smile.

"It's not about anything, it's all trivial. Besides, it's nothing, and you don't have to apologize. ”

"Since it's all said, Brother Gong, you don't have to take it seriously, I'll write out the poems and lyrics now and hand them over to you."

The teahouse is a place frequented by literati and inkmen, and literati and inkmen are very fond of poetry, so the teahouse will also prepare some paper and pen in each chamber for the literati and inkmen to write down their inspiration immediately.

The Qin Dynasty was also familiar with this place, and there was no need to call people to help. He went to the wooden cabinet next to him and took out the pen and paper, and began to write.

The calligraphy of the Qin Dynasty is not very good, but the original owner of this body is good at writing. Therefore, the Qin Dynasty wrote directly according to the feeling of the body.

Soon, a poem and a poem were written by him. The Qin Dynasty did not write the name of the poem, let alone the name of the word.

Two blank sheets of paper are a poem and a word.

After Qin Chao finished writing, he put down the brush, looked at Gong Jian who was waiting on the side, and said, "Okay, Brother Gong, you can read it." ”

Gong Jian nodded, and then walked quickly to Qin Chao's side, his eyes looking at the white paper.

Seeing this, he directly indulged in it.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Looking at it, Gong Jian couldn't help but read it softly in fascination.

"Good poetry, really good poetry. This poem will be passed down through the ages! Gong Jian praised directly in front of the Qin Dynasty.

This poem must be a good poem, from the hand of Li Bai, a poet immortal in the Tang Dynasty. The fact that it can be handed down in my own world and become the content of textbooks is enough to show the power of this poem.

Qin Chao smiled faintly: "If you are satisfied with the poem, just look at the words." ”

"Okay." Gong Jian was stunned by the poems written by the Qin Dynasty, and he also wanted to know if the words written by the Qin Dynasty would also amaze him like the poems.

Carefully pick up the blank paper on which the poem is written and set it aside.

The moment Gong Jian saw the words, he was stunned again.

When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past! Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. How much sorrow can you have? It is like a river flowing eastward.

Gong Jian was stunned, looking at this poem, speechless for a long time. It seems that he has thought of something, and he seems to understand something.

The Qin Dynasty did not say anything and let him go on like this. After a long time, Gong Jian took a long breath.

Gong Jian turned around, his eyes were full of respect, he looked at Qin Chao and said, "Brother Qin, your poems are all excellent. In particular, this poem touched me even more. ”

"I don't know Brother Qin, can you name this poem?"

Qin Chao said indifferently: "There have been names, but it doesn't matter." From now on, they are yours and the name is yours to take. ”

"I'm afraid that's not right." Gong Jian felt that something was inappropriate.

"There's nothing wrong with it, I think it's good." Qin Chao smiled and stretched out his hand and patted Gong Jian's shoulder: "Since Brother Gong, you are satisfied with this poem, then I will leave." ”

After Qin Chao said this, he didn't give Gong Jian a chance to speak, turned around and walked to the door of the wing room.

When I opened the door, I happened to see Shi Xuefang, who came in with a pot. After Qin Chao smiled politely, he walked out.

Shi Xuefang was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask very familiarly. Carrying a pot of good tea, he walked into the wing.

"Gonggong, do you have any other needs?" Shi Xuefang asked with a smile.

Gong Jian looked at Shi Xuefang and asked, "You should know something about Gongzi Qin, can you tell me about it?" ”