"She tore up the portrait of your mother?" Liang Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The portraits in the study were all carefully drawn by him, and they were carefully framed, and they were hung in his study on weekdays.

But last time, Liang Yue broke in drunk, smashed his study into a mess, and tore up the portrait hanging on the wall. Liangchen was furious and ordered her to be grounded, and she couldn't take half a step out of the princess's mansion for a month. thought she could have a longer memory, but this time she successfully touched his bottom line.

Very good. Liangchen pursed his lips slightly, didn't say anything more, just pinched Tianyou's little face comfortingly, and coaxed him: "Your second imperial aunt is not sensible, let's forgive her once, and when I'm done, I'll definitely go and get justice for you, okay?" ”

Tianyou nodded obediently, "Then Father, you are busy, I, I want to go to the Fourth Emperor Aunt to see that little doll." ”

"Go ahead."

Finally quieted down. Liangchen pinched his eyebrows again, looking very tired.

"Report-" A guard ran in from outside the hall, knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, someone sent this." ”

It's an epistle.

"Bring it up."

"Yes." The guard handed over the letter and walked out quickly.

Liangchen looked at it at a glance and ten lines, and when he saw the end, he was actually happy. He handed the letter to Fu Yu and said happily: "Congratulations, your spring is coming." ”

Fu Yu was puzzled, took the letter and read it, and his face changed.

Bai Yu didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly leaned over to look at it, and when he finished reading it, he couldn't help but laugh. "Brother Fu is very charming, he personally came to the door to ask for marriage, I don't know if Brother Fu will agree?"

Fu Yuliang glanced at him, crumpled the letter paper into a ball and stuffed it directly into Bai Yu's hand, and said in a slightly cool tone: "Since Brother Bai likes to watch the excitement so much, it is better to watch it yourself, and I don't think you are worried about Xia Yan." ”

"Don't, don't." Bai Yu hurriedly restrained his smile and said, "This white dress is really difficult, Brother Fu, don't worry, I will support you unconditionally behind you!" ”

"Take care of yourself first!" Fu Yu didn't bother to argue with him, got up and said expressionlessly, "I'm going to pick up Leyou, you discuss it slowly, and tell me when it's over." ”

As soon as Fu Yu left, Liang Chen and Bai Yu finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud - it was a rare spectacle to see Fu Yu so aggrieved.

"No, no, no, I'm laughing to death." Liangchen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and reached out to ask for the letter, "Take it and I'll take a look at it again, I didn't read it carefully just now, when was it written?" ”

The letter was written by Bai Shang, and I don't know what method was used, but it was actually sent to the palace. The letter wrote Xia Yan's whereabouts, saying that Xia Yan and the child could be sent back safe and sound, but on the condition that Fu Yu marry her.

It's no wonder that Fu Yu's face is so ugly.

"This time, I'm afraid it's a little difficult" Bai Yu put away his joking look and said seriously, "Bai Sheng is in a hurry, so I can't help but put forward the conditions first, which is a good thing for us." It's just that Fu Yu can't agree to this condition. ”

I'm not afraid that Bai Sheng won't mention the conditions, but I'm afraid that they won't be able to meet the conditions she proposed.

Bai Yu's face was gloomy.

Liang Chen touched his chin and made a contemplative gesture, and then said after a while: "Why don't we have a plan?" ”

"How?"

"Come with your ears." Liang Chen smiled, his smile was a little sly.

General Sima's Mansion.

Liang Yan is holding Ah Hua on the swing, Le You is sitting on the side and flipping through the booklet in his hand, although it is summer, the sun today is really not hot, there is a breeze blowing, and there are fruits and sweets to eat, Ah Hua is a little happy.

"How's it going, is it fun?" Liang Yan is professionally committed to abducting children, "If you live, I can take you to play every day, go to the street if you want, eat whatever you want, buy you any beautiful clothes and fun things, how about it, like it or not?" ”

Ah Hua was obviously a little moved, and raised her head with a blushing face and asked, "Really?" Can I bring my sister with me too? The sister he said was naturally Leyou.

"Of course you can! As long as you stay, then your sister will definitely stay, and the three of us will hang out together, okay? Liang Yan persevered and continued to abduct Ah Hua.

Ah Hua hesitated.

"Don't think about it." Le You interjected coldly, "Unless you have resigned and returned to your hometown, the idea of taking Ah Hua out to play every day should be broken as soon as possible, it is unrealistic." ”

Liang Yan immediately said that she was very hurt.

Ah Hua looked up at Liang Yan, her heart moved, and she stretched out her little meat hand and took the initiative to hold her hand.

Liang Yan was simply flattered, and hurriedly wrapped his little hand and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Have you had enough? ”

Ah Hua shook her head, shrunk and approached her arms, closing her eyes, looking sleepy.

"He's sleepy and wants to take a nap." Le You didn't even raise his head, and said while looking at the book in his hand, "It seems that he wants you to sleep with him, it just so happens that the sun is warm here, you hold him tightly, don't fall." ”

Ah Hua rarely takes the initiative to get close to people, one is to take the initiative to get close to her, because Ah Hua knows her condition, and taking the initiative to get close is also to make her less painful when she is sick. And the second one is Liang Yan.

It seems that Ah Hua really likes her.

Liang Yan responded, and carefully hugged Ah Hua's soft body, and the two of them sat on the wide and comfortable swing and closed their eyes and rested together.

Leyou finally looked up at them with a smile.

But in the next second, she was stunned - wondering if she had spent her eyes, she hurriedly rubbed her eyes, and then looked up at them, Leyou was completely stunned.

On Liang Yan's body, there were circles of golden yellow light, and those lights were dazzling but not dazzling, enveloping her body, and even Ah Hua was wrapped in it. The light became more and more intense, and the golden light became more and more vivid, and finally converged above her head, turning into a bright and warm orange flame, flickering for a moment, and suddenly broke away from Liang Yan's body, flew into the sky, and disappeared.

The book in Le You's hand fell to the ground with a "snap", but she brought herself back to her senses, she picked up the book, and when she looked at Liang Yan again, the flame really disappeared, and Liang Yan's face showed a warm smile. I guess I really fell asleep and dreamed of something beautiful.

Ah Hua came out of Liang Yan's dream, confirmed that she was still asleep, and quietly opened her eyes.

Hee-hee, he's done another good thing.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Leyou who was still looking at them in a trance, Ah Hua smiled at her, and quietly twisted a small beam of light, so that it disappeared into Leyou's eyebrows.

Le You shook her head, closed her eyes a little uncomfortably, and when she opened her eyes again, she had already read half of the book in her hand, and Liang Yan was still asleep on the swing with Ah Hua in her arms, everything was quiet and beautiful.

Strange, was she in a daze just now?

Le You suddenly nodded his head a little funny, and lay down on the recliner to continue reading.

Continent of Gods.

Temple of the Demon God.

Hua Yan wanted to sleep well to soothe his frightened little heart, but he was about to lie down, but the corner of his eye suddenly jumped, and his sleepiness was directly gone.

He inexplicably had an intuition that Ah Hua must have done something in the world again, and it was a big move, otherwise he wouldn't have sensed it suddenly.

"This stinky boy, don't make any more trouble for me, this day." Hua Yan sighed, resigned herself to her fate, and opened the dust viewing mirror to find Ah Hua's location.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, you will be so scared that you almost miss and break the dust viewing mirror-

"This, this, this! Yes! This stinky boy! Why are you idle and have nothing to do to change the fate of others! Hua Yan was so angry that she jumped to her feet, she didn't think much about it, she took the dust mirror and went to the Sun and Moon Palace.

rushed to the Sun and Moon Hall in a hurry, but was told by Si Yu that Ruobai was not there.

There was no way, Hua Yan gritted her teeth and went to the Fire Pavilion again.

"Demon God-sama?" Sensing that someone was coming, Si Yun immediately woke up from a nap, got up from under the tree, and greeted him, "Is there something wrong with Lord Demon God?" ”

Hua Yan walked inside in a hurry: "Urgent, big, what about your immortal?" ”

Si Yun hurriedly stopped him, full of embarrassment: "Lord Demon God, please stay, my family immortal is on him, he is not a guest now." ”

"Don't see a guest?" Hua Yan stopped suddenly, pointed at herself and asked, "I'm a guest?" ”

"The immortal said, no one will come, and no one will disturb him. Lord Demon God, you better go back first, don't embarrass Si Yun. Si Yun was also helpless.

"No, what's the hell he's gone? If you don't bother anyone, what is he doing in there? Hua Yan frowned. It can't be that your family immortal is deliberately avoiding me to make you say that, right? ”

"No, no, no." Si Yun waved his hand again and again, for fear that Hua Yan would misunderstand, and when he was in a hurry, he couldn't control his mouth, and directly told the truth-"My family immortal doesn't know what happened today, he was full of worries, depressed, and drank wine for most of the day, so he seemed to be drunk, and he came out to tell me that he would not see anyone." Si Yun stayed here at this time, not hiding it from the Demon God, and the Lord Ling also came, but there was no one in the immortals, so the Lord Ling left. ”

Hua Yan never seemed to be able to get the point, so she raised her ears and asked, "You mean, you drove the Lord Ling away?" ”

Si Yun choked suddenly, his face was red and white for a while, and then he replied with some difficulty: "Yes, yes." ”

"Good boy, you're such a treasure." Hua Yan said in amazement, "The future is terrifying, Si Yun, you dared to drive away the Lord Ling at a young age, and you still have it when you grow up?" ”

Si Yun didn't know how to answer, so he held back for a long time, so he had to scratch his head with a red face, and said with a smile: "Lord Demon God has won the prize." ”

Hua Yan: "This is really a clever little ghost.

The little clever ghost Si Yun didn't know what Hua Yan really thought in his heart, so he only praised Hua Yan when he looked at him and smiled.

Hua Yan patted Si Yun's head pityingly, "Then can I go in now?" ”

Si Yun was a little stunned, nodded subconsciously, reacted immediately, and shook his head suddenly like a rattle: "No, no, my family immortal said it, but I don't see anyone." ”

Don't look at Si Yun as a dead brain, but this dead brain is surprisingly obedient. Yue Xiao said that he couldn't see anyone, so he really stopped anyone, whether it was the Lord or the demon god, as long as he came to find Yue Xiao, he would dare to stop him.

Hua Yan lost her patience, and her tone immediately became cold: "I have something to do, get out of the way." ”

Si Yun's little heart trembled, and he weakly opened his arm to make a blocking motion: "No, no, no"

"Get out of the way." Hua Yan was a little annoyed, this brainless is really annoying.

The two of them were staring at each other with wide eyes, but suddenly there was a coughing sound in the inner hall, and then Yue Xiao's voice came out: "Si Yun, let him in." ”

Hearing the order, Si Yun immediately withdrew his hand, timidly glanced at Hua Yan, who had an unkind face, and said weakly: "Lord Demon God, please"

Hua Yan ignored him anymore and flicked her sleeves in.

Si Yun was a little innocent, and when he saw that his immortal had woken up, he immediately went to play with Si Yu in a hurry.

"I said, why are you hiding in the temple and not going out? He also sent a dead brain to guard outside, and he almost didn't get angry with me. As soon as she entered, Hua Yan couldn't help but complain.

Yuexiao was still lying on her side on the couch, Rumo's hair was pinned with only a hairpin, probably because she slept a little, her hair was a little scattered, and it was scattered on the couch with great softness. The person still has his eyes slightly closed, as if he is not awake yet, and is closing his eyes to recuperate.

Dressed in white and with black hair, the people on the couch breathe lightly and steadily, the jacket was slightly torn apart, revealing a beautiful collarbone, and the sun spilled in from outside the hall, as if it was plated with a warm circle of light for him, bright and beautiful.

Hua Yan suddenly lost her words and was directly stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Yuexiao had already opened her eyes and looked at him with a slight frown. "What's wrong?"

Looking at the thin lips of the people on the couch, Hua Yan felt a little thirsty.

"Huh?" Yuexiao seemed to be in a bad mood, seeing that Hua Yan was still stunned, she was directly impatient, "If the demon god is idle, he is here to be in a daze, please go back." ”

"Who said I was in a daze!" Hua Yan blushed a little, and hurriedly denied it, "I just saw you asleep, so it's not good to make a noise to disturb, so"

"Heh" Yuexiao's attitude was a little cold, she was still half-lying on the couch and didn't get up, and asked, "Lord Demon God is here, what's the matter?" ”

Yue Xiao was suddenly so cold to him, and Hua Yan was still a little unaccustomed to it—extremely unaccustomed. I always feel awkward and weird.

"No, I'm in trouble." Hua Yan said a little awkwardly.

"Please."

Hua Yan: "Can you not be so yin and yang?" What did he do wrong to treat him like this?

"No, I said, Yuexiao, are you Yuexiao? Replaced? Hua Yan was really not used to such a one-eyed Yuexiao, so she reached out and touched his forehead, "Do you have a fever?" Why is it so abnormal? ”

Yue Xiao dodged his hand, and said with a displeased face: "Lord Demon God is self-respecting. ”

"No, isn't it, what kind of stuff should please respect yourself? What the hell is wrong with you? Hua Yan was a little confused, and seeing that he was still very unhappy with a tense face, he decisively leaned over with a cheeky smile, "Hehe, what did I do wrong, please tell me?" Otherwise, it feels awkward to talk to me like this all the time, what do you say? ”

Yue sat up suddenly, and pushed Hua Yan away like an electric shock, and her face became even more ugly: "If you have something to say, get out of here if you have nothing to do." ”

Hua Yan was indeed frightened.

No matter what he did before, even if he made Yue Xiao so angry that he lost his temper, he had never heard Yue Xiao say a word of heavy words to him.

But today, just now, Yuexiao actually told him to get out.

It would be false to say that it didn't hurt at all.

Hua Yan retreated, lowering her eyes to hide the trace of hurt look in her eyes, "Oh, then I won't bother you first, you can rest." ”

Hua Yan straightened up and really wanted to leave, Yuexiao on the couch closed her eyes, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Hua Yan looked back at him sharply.

"I told you to go, and you really left?" Yuexiao only felt helpless, and asked him with some gritted teeth.

Hua Yan said very seriously: "What you just said was telling me to get out, not to go." ”

Yuexiao only felt a toothache, "Then you really want to go?"

"Otherwise, stay here and wait to be scolded by you?" Hua Yan raised her tone and complained very much, "You were cold to me first, and you didn't see me behind closed doors." ”

"That's my mistake." Yuexiao was very decisive and simply admitted her mistake, and pulled Huayan's wrist and didn't let go.

"What do you mean you're wrong? You were wrong. Hua Yan pouted, "What are you pulling me for?" Didn't you tell me to? ”

"Don't be angry, I was wrong, I'm sorry." Yuexiao's good-looking eyes were stained with a faint layer of helplessness, and she took his arm and pulled him to sit down, "That's just me when I'm drunk and haven't woken up, it's my gaffe." ”

Hua Yan looked at him suspiciously, and reached out to touch his forehead again - this time Yuexiao didn't hide. "Huh? Don't have a fever? ”

Yue Xiao was helpless: "How can an immortal get sick, what you learned in the mortal world is not applicable to me." ”

"Then what kind of wind are you smoking?" Hua Yan pursed her lips and complained, learning from Yuexiao's demeanor just now, "What else do you say, 'Lord Demon God, please respect yourself', and Lord Demon God, I said Yuexiao Immortal, when did you become so polite?" ”

"I was wrong." Yue Xiao's attitude is surprisingly good, no matter what Hua Yan says, he just admits his mistakes.

"Cut." Hua Yan said that it was enough, so she stopped talking, and at the end, she let out a disdain, expressing her dissatisfaction with Yue Xiao's behavior.

"Aren't you looking for something with me? What's up? Yuexiao had no choice but to divert his attention.

After his reminder, Hua Yan finally remembered that he still had something to say, so he quickly took out the dust viewing mirror and showed Yuexiao the picture he had seen before.

"Look, this stinky boy is in trouble again, and he doesn't know how to stop and stop day by day." Huayan complained.

Yue Xiao frowned, put away the dust mirror, and said: "The fate of this mortal is a little strange, Xu is Ah Hua saw it, so she couldn't help but enter her dream to change her luck without authorization, it seems that it is also" Yue Xiao considered the words, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Hua Yan looked at Yue Xiao like a ghost, "How can mortal luck be changed if you say it?" Ah Hua changed it for this person, then there will inevitably be another irrelevant person affected by it, if they all have to be changed, then wouldn't the mortal world be messed up? ”

"Look." Yue Xiao was not in a hurry to explain, she slowly drew a talisman and turned it into a mirror, and with a tap of her finger, the mirror suddenly shook, and then the picture appeared.

"What is this?" Hua Yan was surprised.

"That mortal's past life."

"The general is famous, and he personally led the troops to meet the battle, and the enemy army looked at it and drank! It was the general who went to battle in person! That's it! As soon as our general appeared, he scared the enemy army into discouragement, and the general expected to do things like a god strategizing "In the small teahouse next to the official road, the storyteller is telling the legendary story of the god of war general with an excited expression, and every time he talks about the critical time, he deliberately sells the guanzi, stops, and looks around, until the audience below bursts into cheers, and the storyteller continues to talk happily, with emotion and emotion, as if he is the hero who went into battle to kill the enemy bravely.

The tea lady who was making tea on the side smiled slightly, and when someone came to drink tea, she got up and quickly made a pot of hot and fragrant tea for the guests, and also served a small snack.

Tea is always a pot of sanmon, and snacks are free.

The tea lady has a rule that she only boils ten pots of tea every day, and each pot of tea has a different taste. No matter how many people there are, she only boils those ten pots.

In fact, there are not many people near this official road, except for this tea shop, there are only two or three families not far away, but this tea lady's tea art is really rare and good, and everyone who has drunk the tea she boiled praises her tea for being fragrant for ten miles. Although this praise is exaggerated, but the craftsmanship of the tea lady is not exaggerated, gradually, more and more people know about this tea lady, in order to drink her cup of tea, he did not hesitate to come all the way to line up, and even the rich son in the capital heard about the beauty of the tea lady, but also for her to spend a lot of money for the tea lady to personally cook a pot of tea for him.

But the tea lady's face was covered with a black scarf all day long, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, and people couldn't see her face clearly, but when they saw her eyes, they all concluded that this was a beauty.

The tea lady has no name and no surname, and even the storyteller who has known her for the longest time only vaguely knows that she only has a name that is not a name, and her name is Xiao Jiu.

With such good tea-making skills, you can go to a big family's house to be a tea lady, and you can have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime. Many people persuaded her to go to the capital, there are many powerful people in the capital, and there are more literati and writers who like vassal elegance, and it is a pity that such a good tea art does not shine in the prosperous capital.

The tea lady just shook her head and refused, smiling and thanking people for their kindness one by one. When she laughed, her eyes seemed to be filled with gentle autumn water, which fluctuated and made people fascinated.

I don't know how many people are fascinated by her eyes—although she can't see her face through the veil, but those people are still willing to be obsessed with her eyes with all kinds of thoughts.

It was a pair of fairy eyes, charming and beautiful.

Mr. Storyteller was saved by accident by the tea lady, although it is an official road, but there are also indispensable bandits who do not want to die, that day the tea lady heard the cry for help, and came out to check, and saw that it was three big men with big knives chasing a weak scholar to run, so he stepped forward. Seeing this, the bandits didn't take such a weak woman in their eyes at all, and even wanted to forcibly occupy her.

It was a scene that Mr. Storyteller could never forget: the soft and weak tea lady chuckled, holding a soft sword in her hand, killing one person in one step, without mercy. The blood stained the tea lady's white dress, which made people feel a little poignant for no reason.

The first thing the tea lady said to him that day was, this is the second time I have killed someone, and you have to repay me.

Q, how to repay?

Answer, I don't have someone to talk to me, so why don't you stay.

So the scholar gave up and returned to the capital and really stayed. He has read books, knows a lot of things, especially worships today's god of war generals, one day he was really bored, so he opened his throat and began to tell stories to the tea lady.

Gradually, the people who came to drink tea were also fascinated by his stories, more and more people came to drink tea, and more and more people came to listen to the stories, so he simply asked someone to help set up a platform, and the scholars went up to tell stories when the weather was good, and slowly, he became a qualified storyteller, and people called him Mr. Storyteller.

When the weather is good, the tea lady will make tea, and the scholar will also come to the stage to tell the story. Whenever it rains and snows on a cloudy day, the tea lady closes the door to thank customers, and no matter who comes, she refuses to come out to make tea. The reason is that if the weather is bad, she will be in a bad mood, and the tea brewed without a good mood will be full of bitterness, without a trace of sweetness, and it will be a waste if it is boiled.

The scholar always knew that there was a story about Cha Niang, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear of asking, she would get tired of him. So whenever the weather is bad and the door is closed and no business is done, the scholar will look at the tea lady sitting by the window embroidering flowers in a daze, and imagine countless wonderful and beautiful stories in his mind, imagining that the protagonists in those stories are tea lady Xiaojiu.

But how could he not know that she had stories in her, but those stories were by no means as beautiful as he imagined—if they were really beautiful stories, how could she be here alone, for many years? If her story is really a perfect ending, how can her eyes show such sadness and grief?

One day of heavy snowfall, the snow on the official road is too thick, the carriage does not dare to go, except for the dart bureau that is in a hurry to transport the goods, and asks the tea lady for a cup of white water to drink, in addition to no one else.

For the first time, instead of sitting by the window and embroidering flowers as usual, the tea lady looked at the heavy snow outside the window and asked him, what day is today?

The scholar thought about it, and it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

Oh. The tea lady responded lightly, and seemed to sigh lightly, it turned out that it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

The tea lady opened the door and began to sweep the snow in front of the door.

The scholar wanted to help, but the tea lady insisted on not letting him, and he swept the snow in front of the door one by one without saying a word, and then began to sweep the snow on the official road connecting the door.

Until noon, she cleaned a large part of the official road, and from a distance, it looked like she was deliberately welcoming someone home.

The tea lady didn't say anything, and the scholar didn't dare to ask, just stood silently behind her and waited with her.

In the evening, the snow fell a little heavily, and the goose-feathered snowflakes fell one after another, falling on the tea lady's hair, and dyeing her hair white in a short time.

The scholar stretched out his somewhat frozen hand, trying to brush away the snowflakes for her, but halfway through it and paused.

Because it suddenly occurred to him that the snow had dyed their hair white, so could it be regarded as a white head?

Let's go.

The tea lady seemed to sigh and turned to enter the house.

When she turned around, the scholar seemed to see the tears on her cheeks, silent, and like the snowflakes in the sky, sliding silently.

The tea lady left with the scholar.

On the second day, when the sky was clear, someone rushed to drink tea, but they were surprised to find that the door of the tea shop was locked, and a bamboo basket was placed on the window edge, and the bamboo basket was full of well-packaged small bags, which contained roasted tea leaves. Under the bamboo basket pressed a letter, is the tea lady handwritten, the words are like their people, graceful and chic, probably meaning, she will not come back in the future, if people still want to drink her tea, then take away these loaded tea, she baked the tea with her own hands, do not need to boil, is to brew with hot water, can also be full of tea fragrance.

Leaving only a basket of tea leaves and a few words, the tea lady left.

She has not been seen since.

Later, on the streets of the capital, in a prosperous location, a new teahouse was opened.

The name of the tea house is Chinese New Year's Eve.

No one had ever seen the owner of the teahouse, but someone recognized the familiar smell - the faint aroma of tea was sealed in memory, and those people had never drunk the same taste of tea since the tea lady left.

But the tea brewed in this teahouse is the taste that has been forgotten for a long time.

The rules are the same as the rules of the tea lady, only ten tables of guests are received every day, and there is only one pot of tea on one table.

A pot of tea costs three pennies, and snacks are free.

So those people ran to the teahouse to find out, wanting to know if the boss was the tea lady.

But no one could see the mysterious boss, and there were many people who asked, so the guys in the teahouse said to the outside world, our boss is a man, not the tea lady you want to see.

The business of the teahouse is booming day by day - in addition to the really good tea art, there are also low prices. Sanwen money, in this capital, is only enough to buy a white-flour steamed bun, and it is too little to give to beggars.

It was the teahouse's fame that grew, and it spread directly to the palace.

On the day when the god of war general returned to the court, the emperor specially chartered the entire teahouse to wash the dust and catch the wind for the general.

This is undoubtedly a great honor for the teahouse.

So the mysterious boss came out in person, and it turned out to be a scholar with a white face. In front of the emperor and the general, the scholar boiled tea and made tea, and after a while, the tea fragrance overflowed, which was intoxicating.

It is worthy of the reputation of the tea fragrance floating for ten miles.

The general is a young man, with a handsome face, Xu is the reason for the perennial foreign war, his eyes are full of wind and frost, and even his hands are full of large and small wounds.

Xu is tea art performance in front of him is too exciting, or maybe this tea is too tempting, or maybe it is some other reason, the general who has not changed his face at the moment of the great enemy, looking at a small cup of tea, actually red eyes.

The owner of the teahouse personally took the tea and sent it to the general, saying, "General, this cup of tea is made for you by an old man, and the tea leaves are baked and kept by my old man, and it has been left here for three years."

The general's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and the entrance of the tea was actually bitter.

The general's eyes reddened, and he asked, "Did she leave anything behind?"

She said that if the general came back one day, she would ask me to boil this cup of tea for the general to drink. This tea was picked by her own hands three years ago, and she originally thought that the person she was waiting for would come as promised, but she did not expect that person to bear her - on the Chinese New Year's Eve three years ago, the person she was waiting for did not come back to pick her up. The oath was taken off, and she left. Soon after, he contracted a vicious disease, and he didn't survive the winter.

The general closed his eyes and asked for a long time, where is her grave?

It's the same place you agreed to be. General, you shouldn't forget.

Thank you. It took a long time for the general to open his somewhat scarlet eyes, raise his head and drink the cup of bitter tea.

The owner of the teahouse looked at the general and conveyed the last words for the tea lady: If you can do it all over again, will the general choose to make a meritorious career, or choose to marry her to live an ordinary and stable life?

The general did not answer after all.

Three days later, the general voluntarily surrendered his military power, resigned, and returned to his hometown.

After another half a month, someone passed by the official road and found the general's body.

The general killed himself, leaving a bloody letter, hoping to be buried with the tea lady.

The emperor called the owner of the teahouse, and after listening to the story of the tea lady, he was embarrassed and ordered the general and the tea lady to be buried together, and according to the etiquette of the emperor's relatives and relatives, the scenery was buried.

After the general's death, the teahouse closed its doors and the owner disappeared.

Later, someone said that the owner of the teahouse went to the cemetery of the general and the tea lady, and after guarding it for three years, he dug his own grave next to the tea lady's grave.

Since then, no one in the capital has ever drunk such refreshing hot tea.

Gradually, the story of the tea lady and the general was known by more and more people, so it was passed down into a good story, written into countless versions of the book, and sung in various teahouses.

But after all, no one will remember the storyteller who worships the god of war general.