That Dong Mao saw Lin Yun'er and said, "This water is borrowed from bamboo on a whim when Senior Brother Xia encounters a sweet mountain spring, Senior Brother and Master both love to drink tea, and it is also convenient." ”

Dong Mao grinned, as if he was boasting and being modest. Lin Wan'er glanced at him, dressed in a plain robe, his long hair was only tied with a cloth scarf, his facial features were not outstanding, but his eyes were big and bright, from his body Lin Yun'er could see the scholarly breath faintly coming out of his body, and then think of his words, Xiu Yong, it is indeed a word that only a literati can take.

Dong Mao saw that she was silent, so he took care of her and led her to the elegant hall, the elegant hall is not big, but it is very chic, just like this courtyard, very exquisite, there is a faint sandalwood fragrance in the air, there is a black wood coffee table in the hall, and there is a set of bamboo tea sets on the coffee table, which is very delicate, and the edges are polished to be very smooth and delicate, as if it is made of porcelain. There is a small charcoal stove next to the tea set, it is indeed a little strange to burn this small charcoal stove in summer, there is a small teapot on the stove, and there are some undried water stains around the teapot, I think it has just been put on it not long ago.

Lin Yun'er leaned over, pinched the delicate teacup in her hand, her eyes lit up slightly, "Dong Langjun is so skillful, he can make bamboo into such a style, the little girl admires." ”

Dong Mao showed a bright smile again, his eyebrows and eyes were full of shyness, "This is not done in the next place, this is from my senior brother's handwriting, but the senior brother Fang Cai accidentally got wet when scooping water in the shallow well~ his clothes, so he let him welcome the guests below." ”

"Dong Langjun's senior brother? Dong Langjun is the apprentice of Fang Cai's predecessor? Lin Wan'er thought of the monk who said that he would travel far just now, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, is it because he is a monk that he will have the opportunity to have such a free and easy?

Dong Mao bowed his head silently and said, "Yes, I am a close disciple of the master and the senior brother, and the master is a high-ranking monk, but the two of us have never been alike." Therefore, Master is afraid that he will abandon us. ”

"Dong Langjun don't think like this, cultivating meditation and attaining the Tao is not an overnight thing, the predecessor is a master, and the way of educating people is not similar to ordinary people, I am afraid that if he leaves this time, it is to test you and I don't know."

Dong Mao shook his head in annoyance, "I'm afraid that the master doesn't think so, the master said, I have no fate with my senior brother and the Buddha, and I still have a bond with my senior brother and the world, so I can't and are not allowed to become a monk, so what Master gives us is only that state of mind of inaction." ”

It can be seen that Dong Mao is indeed not suitable for cultivating meditation and enlightenment, but he exudes the bearing of a person outside the world, I am afraid that it is still the influence of that master, and the monk is really interesting. Thinking about it, Lin Yun'er covered her mouth and smiled.

The smile like a spring breeze infected everyone in the room in an instant, like a breeze and bright moon slowly spreading out of the room, making Dong Mao's heart twitch, his eyes never moved to her face, and after a while, he realized his rudeness, and immediately retreated, stammering a little, "Why is Mrs. Huang smiling?" ”

Lin Yun'er didn't mind that he looked at it directly, but said, "I'm just curious, Lang Jun has never been to Hongchen, and he hasn't seen it yet, so how can he talk about seeing through it?" After speaking, she realized that she might have spoken seriously, and hurriedly added, "Son's words are lost, please don't blame Lang Jun." ”

"I haven't picked it up, how can I put it down, I see, thank you for the puzzle, the lady is simply a word to wake up the dreamer!" This is a very clean sound, as if it is a trickle ~ trickle in the mountains, looking for the sound and leaving, a figure is standing at the door, the breeze is blowing, the clothes are fluttering, because it is backlit and the other party is just facing Lin Yuner with a big salute, he can't see his appearance clearly, this light blue collared robe looks very clean, if he is thrown into the sky, I am afraid it will be integrated with the sky.

After a while, that Langjun got up, because of the bending down and bowing, his face was a little red, Lin Yun'er saw his face clearly, his lips were red and his teeth were white, a pair of peach blossom eyes under a pair of delicate sword eyebrows, the towering nose bridge was standing in the center of his face, and the long hair like a waterfall was also tied by him with a light blue cloth strip, and that temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world, as if he was like a fairy.

He walked forward and saluted Lin Yun'er again, saying, "Under Shen Yu, the word respects, it's presumptuous." ”

Lin Yun'er has seen good-looking men, not in Darui, that is, in her time, she has seen all kinds of mixed-race, what combinations, and sometimes she has come into contact with them, but the Lang Jun in front of her is different, this Lang Jun is the most like an immortal she has ever seen, not only in appearance, but in the kind of temperament he exudes all over his body.

Ziwei, who was standing behind Lin Yun'er, pulled her sleeve and whispered in her ear, "Lady, this is that Lang Jun." ”

"So you are the Lang Jun who sells paper?" Lin Yun'er blessed her body, "Thank you Langjun for your generosity." ”

"Selling paper?" Shen Yu was confused when he heard it, but Dong Mao sounded funny, and he said to Shen Yu, "Senior brother, the lady of the family has mistaken you for a paper seller." ”

Shen Yu listened, and smiled, "It's just the beauty of ~ people." ”

Dong Mao smiled again, "Senior brother likes to do something by himself on weekdays, and the lady doesn't need to thank him." ”

Lin Yun'er was a little embarrassed, "It turned out to be made by Shen Langjun himself, and he really deserved it." She glanced at Ziwei, but Ziwei kept her head down and wringed the corners of her clothes with her hands and didn't speak.

"What are you doing all the time? Senior brother, you invited other people's ladies to drink tea, and now that the tea has been put on the oven, why do you still think that this errand will not work? When I turned around, I saw Dong Mao sitting on his knees beside the couch, with an inviting expression.

Shen Yu just remembered something, and said apologetically, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, lady, please take a seat." ”

Lin Yun'er took off the fence, chose a place farthest from the stove and knelt down, watching the heat in the furnace rise.

Shen Yu sat down, took out a few tea sets from the plate, and then took the boiling kettle from the stove, poured hot water into the tea set, Shen Yu's ten fingers were slender, like jade onions, it is undeniable, it is indeed very good-looking, if the person in front of him is brought to the world, I am afraid that it will really be a disaster, looking at his expression of not eating the fireworks in the world, I am afraid I don't know why these things happened.

He poured the water in the tea set into the small basin next to him, then took out the tea leaves on several tables and slowly slid them into the small teapot, lifted the pot of boiling water, and poured it all over, Lin Yun'er felt that he should share the tea between the two of them, but he didn't think about it, he poured the tea brewed in the small teapot again, and re-injected new boiling water.

At this time, Dong Mao spoke, "Phoenix Three~ nodded? I think it's me who has been stained with the light of Mrs. Huang. ”

Lin Wan'er was puzzled and asked, "Is there a talk here?" ”

Dong Mao bowed his head, his eyes were both surprised and delighted, today it was his senior brother who invited distinguished guests, he couldn't let his senior brother steal the limelight alone, he coughed lightly, "This phoenix three~ nod is the etiquette and greatest respect of the person who makes tea in the tea ceremony to the person who tastes tea." Senior brother only made it when he made tea for the master, and on weekdays, I don't have this blessing. ”

While speaking, two cups of tea were placed in front of the two of them, the tea was half full, so, in a practical sense, it was half a cup of tea, Lin Yuner gently pinched the teacup in her hand, came to the tip of her nose and smelled it, in an instant, a stream of bamboo and the fragrance of tea came to her face, this tea also has a trace of pine needle fragrance, it is not an exaggeration to call it the best in the world, she doesn't know how to taste tea, but this tea is indeed fragrant, she took a sip gently, the first entrance was a faint bitterness, and then it slid into the throat It was refreshing, It seems to be the freshness of rainwater drops falling on the bamboo leaves, and it seems to be the freshness of the dew that gathers on the heart of the lotus leaf for a long time.

"How?" Shen Yu said, his eyes full of anticipation.

What should she say? Delicious? Fabulous? Still is? She couldn't think of the right words.

Lin Yun'er slowly put down the teacup in her hand and smiled at him, "This tea is very good." ”

Sure enough, the faces of the two of them were full of surprise, the eldest lady of the Huang family, a lady of all the people, why did she only say the word very good?

Lin Wan'er didn't think so, because she really only knew this, but she could see the surprise in their eyes, paused, and said, "Shen Langjun must have pen and ink here, but he is not talented and has never had any talent, is it okay to scribble casually?" "It's better not to be underestimated.

"Yes! I'm going to get it! Dong Mao couldn't wait to get up, when he saw the paper kite in his brother's hand, he was attracted by the painting on it, a lonely and independent hollow valley orchid, lifelike, and the posture of bowing his head slightly and looking at the shadow of self-pity, as if it was abandoned by the world, but it seemed to be ignoring everything, both happy and sad, and it was three points. The most rare thing is that there are five small letters on the paper kite, the handwriting is neat, it is very the style of Prime Minister Lin Cheng back then, it is simply a masterpiece, he Dong Mao can see such superb calligraphy and painting in his life, and he has no regrets when he dies.

In a quarter of an hour, Dong Mao retrieved the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, which was still made of the same material at that time, and I am afraid it was still made by Shen Yu.

Lin Yun'er calmly took the pen, talked and thought for a long time, and said, "Two Langjun, why don't you come to a game?" She pointed with the pen in her hand to the stone table in the courtyard, on which a wreck was being placed.

Dong Mao felt that because there were too many people, it was not easy for other ladies to play, so he responded, took his senior brother to the stone table and sat down, and put away the new bureau.

Lin Yun'er looked at their direction, pinched the pen in her hand, and slowly put it on the paper.

There was silence for a moment, the two were playing chess in a muffled voice, Lin Yun'er was holding her breath and painting, and Ziwei was grinding with her head down. All this seems to be still, like a painting, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves and the sound of dripping water into the well, echoing from afar but just right.