Early this morning, Mo Yunxiao commanded the girls to start cleaning the lobby. The unsightly screens were all removed, and the tables, chairs and benches were neatly arranged, with carefully prepared fruit platters and tea from the tea house.

Although there is no tea prescription, and the girls are all beginners in the craft of making tea soup, the tea guests are not picky.

First, the story of "Journey to the West" is wonderful, and most tea customers come to listen to the book.

Second, each table of tea guests is accompanied by a girl from the tea house, who personally cooks water to make tea for the guests.

These girls are all from the ghost Fan Building, in that kind of place to walk on a natural is a thousand kinds of style floating on the face, the girls are smiling gracefully, low eyebrows and shy, since they have also provoked countless tea customers to bend their waists.

When the time was approaching, the sun was already scorching, and the tea guests came one after another, bustling with dozens of tables. Although Mo Yunxiao's book has not yet begun to speak, there is no one to make noise about it with the company of fragrant tea beauties.

Mo Yunxiao appeared on the corridor on the second floor. She came to the railing with her hands behind her back and leaned over, only to see that the lobby on the first floor was already crowded, and she couldn't help but sigh when she looked at it, "The world's tea customers are all in my room".

The reason why she chose to continue telling stories was not to grab business with Goolan Vashe, but just to invite Zhao Mingcheng to come for an excuse.

At this time, although there were many people, Mo Yunze and Zhao Mingcheng had not yet appeared, so she was not in a hurry to perform.

However, the tea guests on the first floor also saw her, and someone shouted: "Lady of the Mo family, what are you doing upstairs?" It's too far away for us to get close! ”

When he said this, he naturally caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Mo Yunxiao was not annoyed, she had already known what the fireworks of the people of Tokyo City were in the past few months.

Therefore, she smiled: "Du Zimei has a poem that says, 'How is Dai Zongfu, a glance at the mountains'." I'm standing on a high vantage point to get a full view of you. ”

This sentence was very domineering, but everyone did not think it was wrong, but broke out into a loud burst of laughter.

The laughter continued, and two more people walked in. These are two young people dressed as students. Mo Yunxiao's eyes lit up, and she immediately sat back in front of the prepared table.

Because one of these two people is Mo Yunze, and the other must be Zhao Mingcheng. They were led by the cuckoo to an empty table. Mo Yunze also smiled at Mo Yunxiao on the second floor.

Seeing this antique collector, Mo Yunxiao's heart was surging. She couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Zhao Mingcheng wore a cyan gown, wrapped in a square scarf on his head, and his clothes were plain. His complexion is slightly darker, and his facial features are well-proportioned although not delicate.

Mo Yunxiao took a sip of tea first, and then peeked at it, and saw that when the maid served tea to Zhao Mingcheng, he actually took the gift in return, and his gestures were gentle and elegant, and he never had the atmosphere of breaking down his pants.

Mo Yunxiao nodded secretly, thinking, "Li Qingzhao knows people. Although this Zhao Mingcheng is not as handsome as Song Mingxuan, nor as elegant as Zhao Ji, he is the most gentlemanly, and he seems to be worthy of trust. ”

At this time, some tea guests were impatient and shouted: "Mo family lady, don't talk about today's book!" Don't bring us here, just eat this weak tea here. Caused a chorus of echoes.

Mo Yunxiao's face was pale, and the awakening wood in his hand slapped heavily, making a crisp sound of "pop", and said loudly: "Don't talk about good books, it's just that the time has not yet come." When the time comes, it will be natural! ”

"Youba!" The crowd applauded.

"Youba!" Mo Yunze also stood up and kept clapping his hands.

Zhao Mingcheng looked left and right, a little uncomfortable. He shook the sleeves of his robe, pulled the excited Mo Yunze and said, "Shi Yu, didn't you invite me to your house today, isn't it just to listen to books?" ”

Mo Yunze sat down and said, "Yes, why else are you here?" ”

Zhao Mingcheng was even more puzzled, and said: "Since you want to listen to books, why don't you go to the tile shop but come to the tea building?" Moreover...... Sister Ling's style is also a little inappropriate. A woman climbs high and shouts, what kind of system is this! ”

Mo Yunze laughed, pinched a Lin Yi with the kernel off and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Defu, put away your Taoist gentleman's set." Haven't you heard the saying that you would rather eat ten buckets of vinegar than Mo Helu? My aunt has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and she has the ambition of a man, which is not comparable to ordinary women. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Mingcheng glanced at Mo Yunxiao, who was talking endlessly, and asked, "Where do you start with this?" ”

Mo Yunze took a sip of tea and smiled slyly, but did not speak.

Zhao Mingcheng cast his eyes at Mo Yunxiao again with full doubts, and saw that she was eloquent on the second floor, and her heroic spirit was exposed between her gestures, and she really looked like a heroine among women.

His heart fluttered, and he listened carefully.

This time, Mo Yunxiao talked about Sun Wukong going to the East China Sea to borrow the Dinghai God Needle, going down to the underworld to hook up the book of life and death, and also dominating Huaguo Mountain with the Bull Demon King and other demons, only to turn the world upside down.

Because this section is very engaging, the applause also lasts from beginning to end, which is called "high energy of the audience" in the words of the Internet in later generations.

Although Zhao Mingcheng was more reserved and did not make as much noise as Mo Yunze, who was sitting with him, he was also secretly surprised, and he was fascinated by it unconsciously.

Until the end of this book, the tea guests were still reluctant to disperse for a long time.

"How's that, Defu?" Mo Yunze was very proud, and said while eating fruit.

Zhao Mingcheng sighed: "Strange books and strange women, these three strange things are even more strange." ”

Mo Yunze laughed and said, "There is something more strange than this." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Mingcheng was interested and asked, "What's more strange?" ”

"Defu, have you heard this book from my sister today?" Mo Yunze asked rhetorically.

Zhao Mingcheng thought about it carefully and said, "I have naturally heard the story of Monkey King, but there are no ups and downs like this. ”

Mo Yunze nodded and said, "That's it." This story must have been created by my eldest brother herself. ”

"Is that so?" Zhao Mingcheng suddenly stood up and looked at Mo Yunze with a shocked expression.

Mo Yunze was about to speak, Huan'er walked over with a scroll in his hand, saluted the two of them first, and said: "Young Master Shiyu, Zhao Yanei, my girl is very happy to hear that Zhao Yanei has arrived, and the special order is a small bucket Fang as a gift, I don't know if Yanei can accept it?" ”

Zhao Mingcheng was stunned, quite surprised, and hurriedly asked: "How does your girl know that I like antique calligraphy and painting?" ”

Huan'er smiled and replied softly: "Zhao Yanei is a rich five-car student, and he is a friend of our young master Shiyu, how can my girl not know?" A small pair of buckets is made by my girl, and I hope that Zhao Yanei will taste and teach. ”

Zhao Mingcheng hurriedly got up and took the painting with both hands, leaned over and said, "Please thank your girl for your kindness." ”

Huan'er smiled again, curtsied, turned around and left.

When Zhao Mingcheng returned home, the sun was already setting in the west. His father was not at home, so he sat alone in the house, and slowly unfolded the bucket that Mo Yunxiao gave to him.

This is a very neat painting of fine brushwork, depicting one of the "Eight Views of Bianjing" of the Sui Embankment Smoke Willow.

In the picture, the Bianhe River is rolling by, the willows on the bank are lined up, and a single woman is strolling on the willow bank.

At this time, it is the dawn of the morning, the willows are hanging low, but most of the flowers are withering, only the green weeds are growing tenaciously, and there is a rainbow hanging like a magpie bridge in the sky.

In the upper right corner of the picture is a happy inscription:

"Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the residual wine, and I tried the questionnaire curtain people, but the begonias are still the same, do you know if you know, should it be green, fat, red and thin?"

"Huh?" Zhao Mingcheng's heart suddenly beat faster. With his talent, he must be able to see the meaning of this bucket square, it is clear that a woman is interested in herself, and she will meet her on the bank of the Sui Embankment at dawn.

Thinking of this, his face turned red all at once. This is the first time he has shown love to a woman since he grew up, how can he not panic?

"Defu! Defu! Suddenly, my father's voice came. Zhao Mingcheng panicked, and immediately rolled up Dou Fang and put it in the bookcase behind him.

Almost at the same time, his father Zhao Tingzhi also came in. When Zhao Mingcheng saw his father, he saluted in a panic and shouted, "Father." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Tingyi stroked his short beard, and only looked at his son to know that he had something on his mind.

But Zhao Tingzhi had no intention of poking it, but sat down and asked, "I heard your mother say that you went out early in the morning, why don't you study at home?" ”

Zhao Mingcheng replied: "Father, this morning, Mo Shiyu, the only son of the Mo family, came to the tea house to make an appointment. ”

"Minglou?" Zhao Tingzhi frowned slightly, and said, "Is it the tea house that was seized for the crime of desertion and reopened under the protection of the official family?" ”

Zhao Mingcheng nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

"Hehe......" Zhao Tingzhi sneered and shook his head: "That shopkeeper Mo is unforgiving." In my opinion, Mo Shiyu, you don't have much to do with him. ”

Zhao Mingcheng's face turned red and argued: "I met Miss Mo today, she is not only upright, but also talented, and she is a talented girl who is not lost to Li Qingzhao and Mrs. Wei." ”

Zhao Tingzhi raised his eyes and looked at him, and he already understood four or five points in his heart. He sighed and said, "Defu, next year will be the year of the big exam, so you have to devote more of your mind to your studies." Na Mo Shiyu's family is in mourning, and he can't take the exam within three years. You can't always learn from him. ”

"Yes." Zhao Mingcheng responded.

While Zhao Tingzhi was talking to his son, Mo Yunxiao also talked about how he got on Zhao Mingcheng's line in Li Qingzhao's boudoir.

"Wan'er, I can help you hold this red line, and the next step depends on your ability." Mo Yunxiao couldn't help but laugh after speaking.

Li Qingzhao blushed. She bowed her head slightly, and said, "In that case, I am going to miss your love." Leave, help Helu peel an orange. ”

Lili answered, picked up an orange and peeled it quickly. Mo Yunxiao thanked him and took it, and said while eating: "This Zhao Mingcheng and Zhao Defu are really a benevolent gentleman, Wan'er, you didn't look at the wrong person." ”

Li Qingzhao asked shyly, "I don't know how you conveyed my heart to him?" I wonder if he will? ”

Mo Yunxiao laughed and said, "He won't understand my words for drawing you." ”

Li Qingzhao smiled lightly and said, "I really didn't expect that Helu you are really chivalrous and warm-hearted, quite ancient." I used to blame you wrong. ”

"Hey, that's nothing." Mo Yunxiao waved her hand generously and said, "We don't know each other either." I'll be good girlfriends in the future. ”

"Girlfriends?" Li Qingzhao was a little puzzled.

"Best friends, that's what it means to be a close friend in a girlfriend." Mo Yunxiao said.

With that, both of them laughed.

That night, Zhao Mingcheng lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. Before I knew it, it was already raining outside.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman is a good gentleman......" He kept reciting the poem "Guan Ju", closed his eyes and listened to the sound of rain outside the house, and his mood fell into a very self-reproachful joy.

Of course, he understands his father's expectations of him, and he has studied hard for many years just for the big exam. However, at this time, I was moved.

If Mo Yunze is also qualified to take the exam, then he asked himself to go to the tea house to see Mo Yunxiao, which can also be interpreted as a "beauty plan".

But he couldn't participate in the palace exam next year, so naturally he didn't have to spend such a scheming to harm his friends.

Zhao Mingcheng is simple-minded, and he is unwilling and will not imagine his good friend to be such a dirty villain.

His eyes were closed, but Mo Yunxiao's shadow appeared more and more clearly in front of him. She smiled at herself, then moved over to the table and sat down. She gently picked up the waking wood and patted it, then continued to talk about the book.

This time, she had only one listener herself. Her eyes were filled with infinite tenderness and sweetness, and she was a little embarrassed.

But suddenly, a strong wind rose, and the house was suddenly dark. Mo Yunxiao was gone. Looking around, the originally bright tea building turned into a dilapidated temple in an instant.

He: "Ah! Earth sat up from the bed with a scream. As soon as he touched his head, sweat was already dripping from his head.

At this time, a loud rooster crow was heard in the distance, indicating that it was dawn. He immediately got up dressed and no longer felt sleepy.

The rain was still pouring outside. He propped up an oil-paper umbrella, lifted his robe, and walked cautiously.

The smoke willow of Sui Embankment is one of the eight scenic spots of Bianjing, and it is also a good place for young men and women to go green in spring and autumn. However, it was raining today and it was early in the morning, so there were not many pedestrians on the willow bank, only a woman in a purple dress and holding a flower umbrella strolling along the shore.

The woman was graceful and graceful, with long hair and a shawl. The smoke is all around, like a fairyland.

Zhao Mingcheng looked at her back and was stunned. This woman really came out of the painting.

What's even better is that this painting was also written by this woman.

In the city of Tokyo, there are many beautiful women, but there are not many talented ones. Zhao Mingcheng is a teenager, and he really wanted to rush over to report to the house, but he was afraid that he would surprise the beauty, so he was a little hesitant for a while.

After a while, the rain cleared and the clouds dispersed, and the bright sun shone down on the women on the banks of the Bianhe River and the willow bank.

Zhao Mingcheng looked at her, but when he saw the sparkling waves on the Bianhe River, the woman seemed to be wearing it