A few people laughed, shook their heads, and gradually walked away.

Zhang Meishou's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this, and he turned his head and asked Song Fuqi, "Second cousin, where is Wuliu Pavilion?" ”

Song Fuqi, who also heard the words of those people clearly, asked in a low voice, "Cousin is going to Wuliu Pavilion?" ”

Wuliu Pavilion is a very elegant place in Suzhou City, mostly used for literati gatherings, he followed his eldest brother once, but because ...... I thought it was boring, so I never went there a second time.

Zhang Meishou nodded without hesitation: "I want to go and see." ”

"Cousin, do you know what the place is in Wuliu Pavilion? It's not an ordinary place to listen to a drama and eat snacks - if you go in and make a loud noise, you will be invited out, and you will be embarrassed. Song Fuqi reminded.

In case my cousin loses her face and cries her nose, my father will definitely settle accounts with him when he returns.

"Could it be that my cousin was invited out?"

Song Fuqi's face flushed, and he hurriedly denied: "It's not!" ”

Zhang Meishou didn't bother to poke him, so he only said, "Didn't you say that Mr. Luo was in Wuliu Pavilion at this time?" I'm going to join in the fun. ”

"You want to see Luo Fu?" The look of surprise in Song Fuqi's eyes was even heavier.

"......" Zhang Meishou looked at him puzzled and impatient.

At a young age, how can this mouth be so verbose and trivial?

"Cousin, do you know who Luo Fu is?" Song Fuqi was still surprised: "You are far away in the capital, how can you hear of him?" ”

At this time, Luo Fu was already well-known in Suzhou, but his paintings were not widely circulated, and it was not impossible to say that his reputation spread to the capital, but it would not be like a cousin's young boudoir daughter's family felt like thunder, right?

What, didn't my cousin say it was thunderous?

But this look of being in a hurry to see it is clearly very worshipful.

Song Fuqi not only talked about it, but also asked and answered himself in his heart.

Looking at such a second cousin, Zhang Meishou felt that even if he was pestered and questioned until dark, it was very likely.

It's a real headache for children to talk too much.

"Yu Sheng, take me to Wuliu Pavilion." Zhang Meishou went straight to the little guy behind him and ordered.

Yu Sheng was originally Song Ju's personal servant, and he had a lot of face in front of the Song family, and he shouldn't have accompanied the little master to play on the street, but because Song Ju made a special trip, he followed Zhang Meishou to listen to the dispatch.

Yu Sheng nodded immediately.

Ahem, with all due respect, the cousin should have ordered him directly.

Zhang Meishou looked to the side: "Second cousin, third cousin, if you don't want to go back so early, find a place to rest and eat tea nearby, and wait for me, I'll go back." ”

Song Fuqi hesitated.

Song Fujin, who had been listening, hurriedly said, "I'll go with my cousin!" ”

"Let's go." Zhang Meishou turned around without delay.

“…… Wait for me! I'm going too! Song Fuqi followed.

Zhang Meishou glanced at him helplessly, and only instructed the other little servant: "You stay here and wait for the eldest prince to come back, and explain to him that we went to Wuliu Pavilion, so that he doesn't have to worry." ”

The little guy should come down.

The group got into the carriage and rushed to Wuliu Pavilion.

When Zhang Meishou arrived, he saw that in the originally elegant and quiet front hall, there were many people standing at this time, most of them dressed as literati.

The shopkeeper in the store was surrounded in the middle, and frequently bowed to everyone, with a smile on his face: "It's really that Mr. Luo just wants to be quiet, and he doesn't want to see people, but he doesn't insist on stopping him, and I ask for your forgiveness." ”

"Some new tea has just arrived in the store today, if you don't dislike it, I want to be cheeky and ask you to help you taste one or two——"

"Oh, that's it."

Some shook their heads in disappointment and left one after another.

They came to see Luo Fu, and if they couldn't see anyone, who would be in the mood to stay cheekily and eat new tea and old tea.

But there are still a few people who are reluctant to leave, and they are still discussing with the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper shook his head with a smile, but he didn't see the slightest impatience.

Zhang Meishou sat aside and looked at it for a while, then asked Yu Sheng to step forward and ask the shopkeeper to speak.

Yu Sheng did not hesitate.

Even if the cousin girl is childish and foolish, as long as it is within the scope of the cleanup, he will not stop it, after all, the master has confessed, and everything is important for the cousin to have fun.

Moreover, after this period of time, he gradually felt that his cousin was very different from ordinary children.

Song Fuqi pulled Zhang Meishou's sleeve and whispered: "Cousin, everyone has said that you can't see it, what are you still bored with?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Zhang Meishou looked at the shopkeeper.

No matter how elegant the place is, it is necessary to make money even if it opens the door to do business.

After listening to Yu Sheng's words, the shopkeeper also looked at Zhang Meishou, and under the four eyes, the shopkeeper hesitated for a moment before coming over.

Song Fuqi was dumbfounded.

The shopkeeper of Wuliu Pavilion, is he so easy to speak? How is it different from what he remembers?

The shopkeeper gave a slight salute to Zhang Meishou and the others, and asked with a smile: "I don't know what the little boys have to order?" ”

Song Fuqi subconsciously wanted to speak, but was distracted by Ah Li, who suddenly stepped forward to block him.

Why does this girl know the rules so much, and suddenly stop him in public?

"Don't dare to do it."

At this time, Zhang Meishou had already spoken: "It's just that the juniors came here today, just to see Mr. Luo—"

The shopkeeper was about to answer when he heard this, but he heard the 'little boy' in front of him continue: "The younger generation has no other intentions, just wants to bother the shopkeeper to pass it on his behalf, if Mr. Luo really doesn't want to meet, the younger generation has no reason to be reluctant." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng was stunned, Fu Cai stepped forward and stuffed a gold leaf into the shopkeeper's hand with a smile.

The shopkeeper quietly glanced.

Ahem, it's too direct.

"This is really precious, the little boy must not be so ......" The shopkeeper made a gesture to refuse.

Zhang Meishou replied with a smile: "This is just a little sincerity of the juniors, if the shopkeeper really thinks it is valuable, it means that the juniors are still sincere." ”

If you are so sincere, what does it matter if you pass it on from it?

The shopkeeper's movements froze, and then he looked at Zhang Meishou's eyes, and there was a change again.

"Wait a minute, little boy."

The shopkeeper smiled and called a fellow over and whispered a few words to the fellow.

The guy answered, turned around and went into the backyard.

Different from other ordinary restaurants and tea shops, the backyard of Wuliu Pavilion is a place to entertain distinguished guests, and the scenery in the courtyard is elegant, and there are five or six private rooms of different sizes scattered around.

After a while, the guy turned back from the backyard.

The shopkeeper walked towards Zhang Meishou and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo invited the little boy to go and talk about it." ”

Song Fuqi looked at Zhang Meishou in horror.

But he saw that his cousin was calm and calm, and he didn't see the slightest surprise.

Can...... With just a gold leaf, you can see Luo Fu, who is famous for his withdrawn temperament?

As the son of the Song family, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be able to do whatever he wanted, what was going on?

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