Chapter 137: Xiaoxiang Pavilion

Three days later, Xiu Dye went to the direction of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Along the way, Xiu Dye kept his head down, as if he was afraid of being seen by others. In fact, if you want to say this Xiaoxiang Pavilion, it is a treasure land, who doesn't know who doesn't know that the Oiran in Beijing is a talented woman in the dynasty, it is even more difficult to see the dignity, even the holy prince can not say that you can see it, everyone often thinks that the Oiran guest is proud, but Xiu Dye does not want to teach others to know, in fact, it is also for a little selfishness, for the Hai'an girl.

Lord Yu is old, so he no longer participates in this matter, so he gave full authority to the son of Xiu Dye, and Xiu Dye came to Xiaoxiang Pavilion alone, the hour is still early, the sun has not seen a shadow, there is already a row of people outside Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but it seems that everyone is also accustomed to it.

From the beginning of the day, Xiaoxiang Pavilion will open the courtyard door, usher in everyone, the first level is this flag tower poem, inscribe poems on the shadow wall in front of the flag tower, copy it from the big teapot in the pavilion, and send it to the lady to see. This young lady is well-informed, that is, you can know at a glance what this person's poetry talent is, or whether someone is ghostwriting, which can choose most of the talents that the young lady does not look at.

And if you enter this second level, it is a tea circle. Everyone makes tea, appreciates tea, smells tea, tastes tea, this is not a pleasure for all talents, everyone talks about the past and the present in this tea room, recites poetry, chats happily, and meets one or two close friends is also a common thing, and the lady listens behind the curtain, if there is a favorite person, it will leave that person's poems.

On that day, no matter how talented and wealthy you were, you couldn't see the shadow of the young lady, so you could only leave a letter first, and reward hundreds of people in the cabinet before you could meet the next day. There are only a handful of people who can enter this pavilion on the second day, so they will take turns to dedicate poems. After a few days, until the young lady saw that the words were like her face and fell in love with which son, she would lightly open her lips: "Son, please slow down." At this time, Miss Fang knew who she was willing to be with to enjoy the bright moon and the good night.

Xiu Ran drooped his head and stood among the crowd, not very interested, he knew that if he really saw this Oiran girl, he was afraid that he would end up with someone, and he was thinking about what to do, and someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Xiu Ran turned around and saw the Hai'an girl who tied up the green silk high and dressed as a man.

"Huh! Sister Hai'an, how are you here? Xiu Ran asked curiously, and he was a little uneasy, for fear that Hai'an would be angry.

Hai An smiled and said, "I'm going to come over and see what kind of sacredness the young lady who can make Brother Xiu Dye dream." Hai'an said angrily, but Xiu Ran could hear that Hai'an was not really angry, just coquettish and stupid.

"How could it be, if it wasn't for Zhou... If I hadn't had tolerance, I wouldn't have been here if I had to come here. Xiu Ran replied awkwardly, then realized something, and said, "Moreover, the only thing that haunts me is probably you, Sister Hai'an." ”

The latter sentence is like a mosquito, and it is difficult to hear clearly. But Hai An still clearly captured the slightly reddened confession on the dyeing face between the noisy voices.

Hai An smiled, the mustache on his face was elongated by the smile, like a squid, not good at all, but Xiu Ran felt that Hai An's smile made his heart go straight to him.

Xiu Ran was looking at Hai'an stupidly, Zhou Yunyi arrived, only to hear him say coldly: "The two of you choose to fall in love in the Qinglou, which is also chic." ”

Hai'an and Xiu Ran were a little embarrassed when they were broken by others, and Hai'an changed his words: "How can you tell that I am a daughter?" ”

Zhou Yunyi smiled, noncommittal, and at this time, Xiaoxiang Pavilion opened, and Zhou Yunyi only said: "Let's go." ”