The rising heat, the elegant fragrance of tea, the sweetness of the fragrance of the teeth and cheeks, and the floating green leaf stems bring an all-round enjoyment of sight, smell and taste.

Zhao Qinhe sat in front of a teahouse on the side of the street, with a pot of fragrant tea and a few teacups on the table, and a plate of fragrant salt peanuts next to it.

Grunt, he finished the cup of tea in front of him, licked his lips with a lingering taste, and poured another glass.

"This Xuzhou City is really worthy of being one of the most prosperous cities in the Eastern Qiantian region, but I didn't expect this small street teahouse to have such a quality of good tea. ”

Zhao Qinhe picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking full of enjoyment, and habitually stretched out his hand to the saucer to twist peanuts to accompany the tea, but after reaching over, he found that the plate was empty, and the peanuts had been eaten by him unconsciously.

Nope!

Zhao Qinhe looked at the empty plate, smiled, and then looked up at the owner of the teahouse and said, "Another plate of peanuts." ”

Hello!" The teahouse owner replied enthusiastically, brewing a pot of tea in his hand, taking the tea in his hand to the table of a guest, and then taking out a plate of peanuts from the counter and putting it in front of Zhao Qinhe, and asked casually, "Little brother, are you here to participate in the lantern note?"

In the early morning, the sun was just shining, and the sun hit Zhao Qinhe's face, he squinted his eyes habitually, and said, "Oh, you know again?

The teahouse owner said with a smile: "That's not it, it's just that at this time in previous years, there were many young and handsome people dressed like you in Xuzhou City, and most of them came to participate in the lantern meeting, so I made a bold guess, old man, but most of those sons were arrogant and would not patronize roadside tea stalls like us." ”

"Look at the young man's dress, I don't know which family and which house are the sons?"

Son?

When Zhao Qinhe heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and replied: "What kind of son am I, I am an ordinary person who walks the rivers and lakes, and this time I came to Xuzhou City just to take advantage of the excitement and see it." ”

However, at this time, Zhao Qinhe's appearance can also be called personable, with a long sword hanging from his waist, wearing a green shirt, a straight figure, and long hair, and it is normal to be regarded as a son of a family.

The teahouse owner heard Zhao Qinhe's answer. Smiled and shook his head, obviously not taking it seriously.

Just when he was chatting with the owner of the teahouse, suddenly, there was a noise beside him, which disturbed Zhao Qinhe's mood.

"Get out of the way!"

"Clean up the streets! Don't be lazy!"

"Sprinkle water! Here, sprinkle the water, don't make it dusty!"

The noise came, and Zhao Qinhe slowly opened his eyes and looked.

It was found that on the street, several men dressed in the costumes of the officials were holding wooden sticks to drive the vendors on both sides of the street, and at the same time, there were more than a dozen men and women wearing sackcloth and holding brooms and dustpans on the street, and from time to time the officials also urged a few words loudly.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qinhe frowned, and asked the teahouse owner: "What's going on, the battle is so big, and you have to sprinkle water to wash the streets, I'm afraid there are some big people who want to come to Xuzhou City, right?"

When the teahouse owner on the side heard Zhao Qinhe's inquiry, he had a familiar expression and said, "That's the case, it's like this every year, they are washing the street to welcome the prince." ”

"Welcome the Son?"

"Yes, every year the lantern festival, the prince of Yongsu will participate, so now we must be ready to welcome it, not only that, but in a few days, the officials will also drive the beggars in the city out of the city, and the world will be peaceful and prosperous. ”

The teahouse owner said in a meaningful tone.

The prince of Yongsu?!

Zhao Qinhe smiled and didn't care, then picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth to taste it.

Just when he was quietly tasting tea, a string of hurried horses' hooves sounded on the street, and a post boy rode a fast horse in front of the teahouse at high speed, but Zhao Qinhe didn't pay much attention to it, and still enjoyed the fragrance of tea on the tip of his tongue.

The horse galloped through the streets, and finally stopped in front of a large mansion that covered a very large area.

The plaque on the door of the big mansion clearly reads "Fan Mansion", which was originally the mansion of Fan Zhengliang, the pastor of Xuzhou Prefecture.

The rider jumped off the horse, took out a letter-like thing from the cloth bag and informed the doorman, waited for a while, and then walked briskly into the Nafan Mansion under the guidance of a maid.

The back house of Fan's house

A beautiful maid hurriedly walked down the corridor with a letter in her hand.

Along the way, she met several women dressed as maids on the road to greet her, but she didn't respond to any of them, and she didn't even pause for half a minute, as if she was walking quickly like a hundred thousand in a hurry.

Walking down the long hallway, through the rockery, past the garden, she finally stopped in front of the door of a room.

Knock knock!

The maid knocked softly on the door.

"Is it Yueliu, come in!"

A melodious girl's voice came from the room.

Yueliu answered, and then carefully pushed the door open, after entering the inside, a burst of fragrance came to the nose, and there was a beautiful girl holding a champa in her hand, sitting at the table, as soon as she heard the movement, she looked back.

"What's the matter. The girl put down the Jinpa in her hand and said lightly.

"Miss, the prince of Yongsu has written to you. Tsukiru replied with a smile.

"Oh, Brother Yanyun has sent a letter. Hearing Yueliu's words, the tone of the beautiful girl's voice couldn't help but raise a little, although her face was still dignified, but her tone was full of joy that could not be hidden.

"Quick, Yueliu brings the letter. ”

Hearing this, Yueliu took a few steps forward and gave the belief to the girl with both hands.

After receiving the letter, the girl hurriedly opened it, took out the letter from the envelope, and read it carefully.

Reading and reading, the girl, who was barely dignified, suddenly flushed on both cheeks, and a little girlish shyness appeared on her face.

"Miss, is there something wrong? Could it be that the prince confessed to you in a letter? Seeing the girl's expression, Yueliu couldn't help but laugh.

"Nonsense, Yueliu, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will deduct your salary. Being teased by her own personal maid, the girl glanced at her and pretended to be serious.

"Okay, okay, Yueliu shut up. Being glanced at by her like this, Yueliu didn't have the slightest sign of fear on her face, but replied with a smile.

"You, it seems that I have really spoiled you, see that you are not big or small now. The girl shook her head and said a word, but did not say anything more, but returned her gaze to the contents of the letter.

"Proposed?!"

Seeing the words in the signal, the girl's heart couldn't help but ripple.