Chapter Forty-Seven: Liu is so
When she saw Zhu Daolin for the first time, Xu Fu was secretly surprised by Zhu Daolin's upright figure, calm and somewhat willful demeanor, cleanly shaved handsome face and deep and bright eyes, and she also had a good impression of it.
The fragrant tea was withdrawn, the delicacies were served, and the clever Yuhu opened the two boxes of wine placed outside the door of the flower building without saying hello, put them down carefully after bringing them to Zhu Daolin's side, took out two bottles and turned around to the wine table set separately at the bow of the boat, and drank with the two entourages of Lao Shi and Ying Da's shopkeeper.
Zhu Daolin smiled slightly, waved his hand to call Yuhu back, and then took out two bottles from the box and handed them to him: "It's rare to come here, the scenery is so good, if you don't have enough wine, it will ruin the scenery." ”
"Thank you, brother."
Yuhu smiled, took the two bottles of wine and strode away.
Xu Fu and the little girls who accompanied him were very surprised, they had never seen anyone so good to their subordinates, and Ying Changpei, who was used to seeing it, laughed and told everyone that Zhu Daolin was this kind of character, even if he was with the respected master Xuanqing Daochang and other elders.
Zhu Daolin opened a bottle of wine, and was just about to fill it for everyone, Xu Fu was curious to ask what wine was so fragrant and mellow?
The beautiful girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old sitting next to Zhu Daolin stepped forward silently, saluted Zhu Daolin, stretched out her white hands to take the wine bottle and knelt down slowly, poured it for Ying Changpei and Zhao Xunting, who were full of pride, and then respectfully turned to Zhu Daolin, carefully poured the wine into the exquisite porcelain cup in front of Zhu Daolin, and finally picked up the bottle cap on the table, looked at it quietly and then quietly covered the bottle mouth.
"Why don't you pour yourself and a few other companions?" Zhu Daolin curiously asked the slim and innocent and lovely little girl.
The little girl glanced at Mother Xu opposite and Ying Changpei, who was pouring wine for her mother, and replied in a low voice with a red face: "This wine is mellow and fragrant, it is estimated that it is quite spicy, and the slave family and sisters are not strong enough to drink, so ......"
Listening to the sweet voice of the little girl, the more she spoke, Zhu Daolin couldn't help laughing: "Conscious enough, not bad!" You're still young, you haven't opened up yet, drinking less alcohol is good for your physical development, haha! Forgot to ask you, what is the right way to call you? ”
"The slave's surname is Liu, his name is hidden, and Mr. Lao asked." The little girl's pretty face turned even redder.
Zhu Daolin found that everyone was looking at him, and their eyes were quite strange, and he hesitated a little and couldn't help asking, "That's it?" ”
Xu Fu covered his mouth and laughed with a "poof", but Ying Changpei shook his head again and again: "Brother Xian, you just said the wrong thing, what do you mean that you are young and have not grown?" Except for my three brothers, all of you are big girls in the cardamom years, alas! I don't blame you, it seems that I will have to accompany you a few more times in the future, otherwise I will make jokes like this. ”
Zhu Daolin's eyes widened when he heard it, he knew that in the cardamom years, Du Mu's poem "More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February", describes a thirteen-year-old girl like a fragrant cardamom on the branches, at such an age, how to let Zhu Daolin go!
"What? Don't you know what cardamom means? Ying Changpei asked puzzled.
"I know, it's a Chinese medicine, but you need to wait for it to ripen before you can pick it off."
Zhu Daolin sighed faintly after speaking, no matter how Ying Changpei rolled his eyes at him, he picked up the cup and turned to the smiling Xu Fu: "Xu, everyone, it's an honor to meet for the first time!" I would like to toast you a glass below, and if there is any offense, please do a lot of Haihan! ”
"The Taoist chief is polite, it is appropriate for the slave family to pay tribute to the Taoist chief, please! Mr. Ying, Mr. Zhao, the slave family also toasts the two gentlemen, thank you for their love for the slave family for many years. ”
Xu Fu, who was kneeling, was really exquisite, and I saw her slowly straighten up, her posture was soft and graceful, and she was indescribably charming and moving.
Ying Changpei and Zhao Xunting happily raised their glasses, Zhu Daolin slightly signaled to drink it all, and as soon as he put down the glass, he saw Miss Xiaoliu pick up the wine bottle again and silently pour wine for herself, which made Zhu Daolin's heart full of pity, and there was no longer the slightest expectation when he first boarded the painting boat.
In order not to affect everyone's mood, Zhu Daolin looked calm and raised his glass with everyone, and after three cups, he quietly motioned to Miss Xiaoliu to eat something, and then picked up the chopsticks and unceremoniously inserted them into the steamed fish head, put the big fish head and the ginger and green onion on it into his own bowl, and the people who looked at him in dismay:
"There is a way to rather be a fish head, not a fish maw, Xiaosheng is welcome, everyone, please do it, your hands are fast and your hands are slow, and when the time comes, you are not allowed to complain in your heart that I didn't say hello."
The table was full of laughter, the little willow girl beside Zhu Daolin covered her mouth tightly and smiled crookedly, Xu Fubian exhaled funny, and laughed extremely happily, as if she had not had the opportunity to laugh like this for many years.
In the face of the exquisite dishes served one after another, Zhu Daolin, who had not eaten enough at noon, didn't care how others laughed, he held a small bowl and lowered his head to concentrate on eating, and the speed of picking vegetables did not seem to be fast, but as long as he paid attention to observation, he would find that his efficiency in picking vegetables was very high, and he would not waste half a second of time with one clip.
Ying Changpei and Xu Fu politely toasted each other with three glasses of wine, picked up the chopsticks and were shocked to find that most of the four most delicious dishes on the table were gone.
"See what I'm doing? Eat it! If you don't eat it, it's cold, such a good dish, I'm afraid that the saint who wears patched clothes in the capital can't eat it a few times a year, but a few of us met it on this picturesque Qinhuai River, blessed! ”
After Zhu Daolin finished speaking, he picked up the cup and tasted it slowly.
Ying Changpei and Zhao Xunting glanced at each other, shook their heads in unison and began to eat, several little girls held back a smile and served diligently, Xu Fu, who was also holding back a lot, lowered his head and finished laughing, coughed lightly and looked at the little willow girl beside Zhu Daolin: "If so, don't laugh, don't hurry up and pour wine for the Taoist chief." ”
"Yes."
Miss Xiaoliu hurriedly stopped laughing, picked up the wine bottle and filled Zhu Daolin's small wine glass.
"Thank you!"
Zhu Daolin thanked him in a low voice, and when he picked up the wine glass and brought it to his mouth, he seemed to think of something, the wine glass paused for a long time at the edge of his mouth, and finally slowly put it on the table: "May I ask everyone, Xu, what did you call Miss Xiaoliu just now?" ”
Everyone stopped moving and looked at Zhu Daolin, whose face changed slightly.
Xu Fu was stunned for a moment, glanced at the same puzzled Xiaoliu girl, and smiled at Zhu Daolin: "It's all because the slave family didn't make it clear, the Xiaoliu girl asked by the Taoist chief is surnamed Yang, a single name love, her family is poor, her parents died early, she is a poor orphan, she was sold to Wujiang as a maid at the age of seven, and changed her name to Liu Yin two years later." ”
"Three years ago, the slave family went to Wujiang to visit friends, accidentally met Miss Xiaoliu, and found that she was diligent and studious, talented, not only familiar with music and rhythm, but also able to recite poetry and Analects.
"Usually the sisters of the slave family and Qin Huai call her so, and rarely call her by her name."
Zhu Daolin pondered for a long time, turned to Liu Rushi, who hung his head gloomily, and asked with a gentle smile: "If you are a girl, if you don't dislike it, I want to play a tune for you, is it okay?" ”
Liu Ru's delicate body shook slightly, and when she raised her head, her bright eyes were full of surprise and shyness:
"Slave family...... The slave family also listened to Mr. Ying's natural sound just now, and admired it in his heart, and he always hoped to listen to the sound of the Taoist piano. ”
Zhu Daolin nodded silently, and made a move that shocked the audience, only to see him slowly stand up and take half a step back, and very solemnly bent down to salute Liu Rushi: "It's an honor to be here!" Today's first song is for such a girl! ”