The white brocade only glanced at Zhang Puhe lightly, and let out a sound in his nose.

"Hmm."

That's the answer.

Zhang Puhe didn't feel that this voice was extremely impolite, well, what's wrong, he just made a gesture of invitation, and led this Bai Jin to the Tingfeng Building.

It wasn't until Bai Jin and Zhang Puhe walked forward past him that Qing Huan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Looking at the two people in front of her, she didn't care, but she followed behind the two of them one step slower, and Shen Bo and Li Xi followed behind Qing Huan one step slower.

In this process, Bai Jin didn't look at Qinghuan even a little more.

Qing Huan followed behind Zhang Puhe and Bai Jin and walked towards the Tingfeng Building.

Along the verandah, around a rockery, and passing by a fish pond, listening to the wind building is in front of you, the three-storey restaurant, the Zhu door is closed, this building is not open today.

Continue to walk in from the verandah on the side of the listening wind building, after passing by a rustling bamboo forest, there is a flower wall, separating the backyard from the front yard, the wall is open to the moon cave door, close to the moon cave door, Qing Huan heard the sound of the clanging guqin in the distance.

Following the sound, along a bluestone path, between the rockery, the fish pond and the pine trees, and the plantain passed through a section of the road, the voice gradually rose, and then turned a stone mountain, this poetry meeting, or should be called "Listening to the Wind Lou Yaji" The gathering was displayed in front of Qing Huan.

Before she arrived at the poetry meeting, she thought that this elegant gathering was like what was shown on TV, with a group of people in front of some melons and fruits to eat, and then there was a place for dancing girls to sing and dance in the middle, until she saw the scene in front of her, she knew that she wanted to go wrong, this was a very casual party.

Not far away next to the wind tower in the West Lake, planted water hibiscus is in full bloom, there are a few mandarin ducks in the lake, playing on the water surface, the lake near the lake is paved with floor tiles, and then inside is the green grass, sandwiched with pine trees and strange stones.

On the way here, Qing Huan heard the sound of the guqin, which was played by an old man sitting on a strange rock under the pine tree, and around the old man, there were several fluttering cranes.

The bluestone road leads to a pavilion by the lake, the pavilion is placed with all kinds of pastries, snacks, from the east of the pavilion, about 100 meters away there is a small building that imitates the shape of the painting boat, half of the small building is on land, half of the side stretches into the lake.

Under the pine tree in the open air, there was a long table, and around the long table were several people watching a middle-aged man draw something. Someone was playing with pitchers on the flat ground under the pine trees. There were also a few people gathered by the lake to point to the lake and talk.

Qing Huan took a cursory look, and there were only thirty or forty people, in addition to these literati and ink writers, celebrities and talented people, there were also many young and handsome maids and maidservants who were holding fruit bowls or holding scrolls, interspersed with attendants.

At this point, Zhang Puhe still didn't mean to stop, but led Bai Jin towards the small building like a painting boat.

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, not knowing if he should be separated here, but seeing that the two people in front of him had no intention of stopping, he had no choice but to follow them inside.

As soon as Zhang Puhe and them appeared, they attracted the attention of the people around them, most of these people knew Zhang Puhe, and when they saw him leading the guests inside, they only said hello from afar, as for Bai Jin and Qinghuan, most of them didn't know each other.

After seeing these three people enter the small building, it was good to ask the neighbors about the origin of the two people.

Zhang Zhongyi and Sun Maocai naturally saw Qing Huan, Bai Jin and they didn't know each other, but Gu Yunpei was no stranger to them.

Fang Cai's new hatred was still there, although they didn't know the depth of Gu Yunpei at this time, when they heard someone inquiring, they couldn't help but tell Qing Huan's identity clearly, but they didn't dare to add fuel and vinegar.

Hearing that it was such a figure, these guests were somewhat curious.

"What kind of ability does a showman have to be able to enter Zhang Sima's eyes."

Qing Huan followed Zhang Puhe into the small building, followed the stairs in the building, and slowly walked to the second floor, Zhang Puhe pushed open the door on the second floor, and the moment the door opened, a gust of breeze mixed with a faint fragrance of lotus flowers blew in his face.

Along the way, Qing Huan felt a little hot, but after the wind blew, he suddenly felt that the whole person looked refreshed.

Beyond the arrow of the white brocade, he saw that the window in front of the house was wide open, and there was a chessboard in front of the window, and on the side of the chessboard was an old man with snow-white hair and kind eyebrows, playing against the Zhang Urawa and a young man, standing with his back to the side, looking at the chessboard.

The three of them seemed to be extremely serious, and the sound of Qing Huan and the others going upstairs did not attract their attention, until the door opened, and they turned their heads to look at the three of Qing Huan in amazement.

The young man with his back turned around as well.

Looking at this person's figure when he first entered the door, Qing Huan felt a little familiar, until this person turned around and looked at his familiar face, as well as the somewhat familiar cyan nostalgic jade pendant on his waist, Qing Huan finally remembered who this person was.

He was the man Qing Huan became a man for the first time, although Qing Huan had been a man for a while, but he remembered the experience of becoming a man for the first time.

And the most important thing is that he once did something unspeakable to this body, and now this person is standing in front of him!

Although he knew that the person in front of him definitely didn't know what he had done, Qing Huan still blushed with a weak heart, and turned his eyes away uncomfortably.

Just before Qing Huan recovered from the shock of seeing this man, the next scene made her forget all about her little shyness.

I saw that behind the man, the gray-haired old man saw the person clearly, and he waved at Bai Jin, looking like the rescuers had finally arrived.

"Brother Bai, you are here, this old thief is cheating, and he is about to eat up my son, come and help the old brother see if this chess can still be saved?"

On the other side, Qing Huan's impression of the old and serious Zhang Sima was not happy, and he actually scolded back.

"Hey, you old thing, Brother Bai, don't listen to him, it's obvious that he is not good at chess and wants to regret chess, I don't let him regret chess, he has to say anything I cheat, if you don't believe it, you can ask, Chen Jin, he can testify next to him."

Listening to the name of the two elders to the Bai Jin, Qing Huan looked at the other two people in the room who were close to the age of the Bai Jin with some sympathy, and Qing Huan couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart.

Then she remembered that Zhang Sima called herself Gu Xian's nephew, and then she suddenly realized that she didn't seem to have suffered less than those two。。。。。

After listening to Zhang Sima's words, the young man called Chen Jin had an embarrassed look on his face, and he didn't know how to open his mouth.

Zhang Puhe couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly interjected.

"Father, Brother Zilai is the son of Uncle Chen, didn't you make him embarrassed when you asked him this. Uncle Chen has played chess with you many times, and the two sides have won and lost half, and the chess strength is equal. ”

As soon as Zhang Puhe's voice fell, not only Zhang Sima, but also the old man was not happy, and the two opened their eyes angrily and glared at each other.

"Who's going to shake hands with this old horseman?"

"If you don't decide the winner today, you don't want to leave."

"If you don't go, you won't leave, there's a kind of you don't move the rescuers."

"If you don't move, you won't move, then this plate doesn't count."

"Why don't you count, I've already won."

"Which eye can you see that you have won, this chess is obviously only halfway through."

"Since it's only half down, why don't you dare to keep going."

。。。。。。。

Talking about the two old men, they quarreled in front of a room of juniors.

Qing Huan was shocked.

"Is it true that people have two sides? On the one hand, it is polite to strangers, and on the other hand, it is coquettish to familiar people? ”