Chu suddenly had an idea, but he didn't know whether to say it or not. Qingyan smiled, "Mr. Chu is here in Qingyan, what else can't you say?" Chu Yun was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Qingyan to say this. Chu wants to learn opera, and opera is one of the traditional cultures of my country. Chu was fortunate to go abroad and learned foreign things. Now that we have seen the cultural classics of our country, we should naturally study and study them. ”

"Mr. Chu, with your identity and status, will the clan elders agree?" Chu Yun poured a cup of tea and put it in the light smoke year. "You don't need to worry about this light smoke girl, you just need to bother with my learning drama."

"Okay, since Mr. Chu has said everything so bluntly, I'll ask the master for you!"

"What's the matter, the light smoke girl doesn't want to teach Chu?" Light smoke got up and pushed open the window. "Mr. Chu isn't stuffy with his brain! Light smoke is the Oiran in this building, and it is busy with hospitality every day! Where did the idle man teach his disciples? ”

"Ahem... It's Chu, it's not thoughtful. Today, Chu said goodbye first, and asked the girl to take Chu, please to heart. Qingyan nodded and watched Chu Yun leave. Xiaolian outside the door happily took a letter and came in.

"Miss, Xiao Si in the hall on the first floor just now, sent it up." Qingyan took the letter and opened it to find that there were only two sentences on it. "Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums." Light smoke crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the corner. "Miss, what's the matter? Whose faith is it? ”

"No one! You go out first! After Xiaolian left, Qingyan went to pick up the letter again. I tore it up and threw it out the window and drifted away in the wind.

Within a cup of tea, someone went upstairs. "Cousin, you are so believing, it really makes me sad!" The person who came was Meng Yihuai, just because he watched the light cigarettes being sold, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He has never given up looking for light smoke, and the emperor has lived up to his wishes. He finally found it, but Qingyan refused to go back with him. "Cousin, I'm already in the Red Mansion, and I'm not used to the outside world. You want to save me, but how do you know that you didn't pull me out of the wolf's den and send me into the tiger's mouth? ”

"Cousin, why don't you believe me? I'll be able to take care of you. "Light smoke brought him a cup of tea" It's not that I don't believe you, but I myself refuse to step out of the attic. I'm used to being in this small world every day, and I don't know how mundane it is. ”

"Cousin, I ......" Qingyan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to hear it. Cousin, you can come to see me often, which is the greatest care for me. When I was a child, please don't mind it too much, it's not your fault. If you want to blame it, blame my fate for being like this. ”

"Alas! Since Lan'er, you have made up your mind, I won't persuade you more. Knowing that you are doing well, my cousin is relieved. (Qingyan's real name is Lin Lan) "Qingyan Xie cousin is complete, my cousin is a busy man now, so it's not good to delay more time here with me." Xiaolian, send my cousin for me. ”

"Lan'er, why are you doing this......" Xiaolian walked in and made a gesture of please. Master Cousin, please go back! My young lady still has something to do. Meng Yihuai was helpless, shook his head and left.

"Xiaolian, follow me to the master's place." The master and servant pushed open, and the door of the owner's wing room was opened. A huge peach blossom beauty screen in the house blocked the view of people outside the door. "Master, are you in there? Light smoke has something to look for you. ”

"Come in!" On a rocking chair, Fang Luo was smoking. The room was filled with smoke, and the rocking chair seemed to be some years old, creaking under Fang Luo. "You came to be a teacher, what's the matter?"

"Light smoke dare to ask, is the master willing to accept another apprentice?" Fang Luo opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes looked at Qingyan. The clothes on the back of the light smoke are almost wet, in fact, she is very good at the master.

After a long time, Fang Luo withdrew his gaze. "For whom do you ask this? Let him come and see me himself. After Qingyan got up and saluted, "Master, the apprentice knows." ”