Just after noon, there were not many people in Defeng Teahouse, so Duanjia County Lord and Chu Lian chose a private room to sit down. There is still half an hour before the start of the play.

At this time, Xiao Bojian's dark eyes, which were sitting in the private room with the best view on the second floor, lit up instantly, and then the deep eyes fell on one person and could not be moved away.

Here it is! Lian'er is here!

Xiao Bojian clenched the teacup in his hand tightly with excitement for a moment, and in the teacup that he had only drunk half a sip, the tea trembled slightly with his hand, revealing his excitement.

But then Xiao Bojian's eyes moved, and when she caught a glimpse of the girl next to Chu Lian who was as tall as her, the irrepressible smile on her face finally retracted a little.

His long narrow eyes narrowed, and he didn't understand why the county lord of Duanjia would be with Chu Lian, and the two of them were talking and laughing, as if they were extremely intimate.

Here, under the arrangement of the guards, King Jin and Tang Yan had already chosen the private room chosen by Duanjia County Lord and Chu Lian to sit next to it.

In the private room where Xiao Bojian was, the guard armor burst out from the shadows, and said respectfully: "What does the master command?"

Xiao Bojian first glanced deeply at the direction of Chu Lian's elegant room, then turned his head and whispered a few words in Wei Jia's ear, and after a while, Wei Jia was ordered to leave.

In the private room, the county lord of Duanjia took a sip of honey water, bored, she looked up at the little woman sitting opposite, and her interest became more and more intense, for some reason, this Chu Liu is very suitable for her temperament.

Thinking of Dr. Tea, who was kicked out by the two of them a moment ago, Lord Duanjia pursed his lips and laughed, "Hey, Chu Liu, why don't you like to drink sencha?"

"The taste was too mixed to like. ”

Most people like sencha at the time, especially the process of sencha, adding many spices, dividing the tea into shapes, tasting sweet and bitter, as if there is an interesting artistic conception, but now it is Chu Lian's sentence that the taste is too miscellaneous to show the shape, it is really fun.

Lord Duanjia always seemed to think that Chu Lian would have something better than what she didn't like.

"Chu Liu, what is that tea that tastes better than sencha?"

Seeing the earnestness of Duanjia's question, Chu Lian's mouth quickly said, "Tea before the Ming Dynasty and ...... before the rain."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Lian knew that it was bad, and hurriedly stopped.

What kind of tea before the rain and tea before the Ming Dynasty high mountain tea, this Dawu Dynasty has no such distinction at all, not even serious green tea, she suddenly said it didn't move a stone to shoot herself in the foot!

Chu Lian really regretted his death.

Seeing that she said halfway, the county lord of Duanjia suddenly stopped talking, and immediately stopped, "Hey, Chu Liu, don't talk about half of it! What kind of Mingqian tea are you talking about? Explain it to me quickly." ”

Chu Lian had a bitter face, how could this be explained, the Dawu Dynasty didn't even have a serious cultivation of tea trees, and she wanted to say these things all at once, isn't it jaw-dropping?

Zhengchou didn't know how to explain to the lord of Duanjia, and the door of the private room was suddenly knocked.

Lord Duanjia glanced at the big girl beside her, and in a moment, she brought in a cleanly dressed teenage guy.

"Master, it's the guy who delivers refreshments. ”

The lord of Duanjia County bowed his head, and looked at the rather clever guy who put the special dim sum of Defeng Teahouse on the table, and the guy carefully took out a thin-necked bottle from the food box, and said: "Two nobles, this is the honey wine presented by the teahouse today, and it is also a coincidence that the two nobles are in a hurry, and there is a happy event in the family of the owner of the teahouse today, and the guests who come to this honey wine today can send a copy." This recipe for making honey wine is handed down by the ancestors of the owner, and the taste is excellent, and the two nobles want to taste it. ”

The county lord of Duanjia likes to try new things, but Chu Lian is not very interested, but seeing that the county lord of Duanjia is full of curiosity, he also tastes a cup with him.

Lord Duanjia nodded, and the big girl stepped forward to take a cup and took a sip first, and asked the guy to pour wine for the two of them.

Chu Lian took a sip slightly, it was sweet and mellow, but it tasted like wine.

I didn't expect it to be as this guy said, the taste is excellent, the wine is light, and it is indeed suitable for women to drink. The taste of fruit wine is not worse than that of Reading Red Mansion.

After the young man withdrew from the private room, the county lord of Duanjia drank a few more sips, and the honey water tasted lighter as for her, in comparison, the county lord of Duanjia still had a better impression of this honey wine.

The two were talking about the repertoire played daily in this Defeng Teahouse, and the lord of Duanjia also specially mentioned that this time's "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" repertoire was only performed once a month, and suddenly there was a sound of clanging in the lobby, and then the music began to sound.

The county lord of Duanjia asked the maid next to him to open the window, put down the curtain that blocked the window, and looked towards the lobby of the Defeng Teahouse from the gap, and saw that the performance had begun.

Duanjia County Lord said strangely: "Today's hour has not arrived, why did it start?"

Chu Lian had never been to this place either, so he only shook his head ignorantly.

She knew almost nothing about music, at most she knew whether the music was good or not, and she couldn't tell if she listened to it ten times.

Not to mention what kind of song it is, what kind of word card, I don't understand it at all.

After taking a sip of honey wine, I just pretended to listen, regardless of whether it was a phoenix seeking a phoenix or a phoenix, or playing at a different time, as well as the hidden meaning in the song.

However, the big girl who followed the county lord of Duanjia exclaimed slightly, and said softly: "Master, third grandmother, the person who played today seems to be not the same person as usual. ”

The music is flying, the affection is long, and the strings are very accurate, just listening to it will know that this person has a deep guqin attainment.

Lord Duanjia laughed, "How can a repertoire that is only performed once a month be played by the same person, just because which infatuated talent is using the sound of the piano to express his heartfelt feelings!"

Duanjia's eyes were narrow when he spoke, and it was not a day or two for the phoenix repertoire to become a confession repertoire in the Defeng Teahouse, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that if any young lady could get a scholar's confession in the Defeng Teahouse, it would be a very dignified thing.

Chu Lian raised his head, his eyes were shining, he didn't expect that there would be such a big gossip in the song of Fengqiu Huang in Defeng Teahouse, it was so interesting.

Ancient and modern women are the same, when it comes to gossip, their eyes are bright and ready to move.

Here, Chu Lian was talking to the county lord of Duanjia about the gossip of Defeng Teahouse with excitement on her face, but she didn't know that the protagonist of this affectionate confession was herself.

Xiao Bojian sat in front of the guqin, and the melodious melody flowed out of his fingertips, with his own thoughts, and he couldn't wait to put them all in front of the woman he was thinking about.

Fantasizing about how moved and obsessed Chu Lian was sitting in the private room, the corners of Xiao Bojian's mouth hooked up a smile that was inevitable.

The slender fingers on the piano were even more agile and plucked, thinking that Lian'er would not go to the appointment today, he had almost no hope, but he didn't want to see her enter the teahouse.

For a while, the feeling of swelling in his heart was indescribable, and he only felt that Chu Lian still had his own in his heart.

Although he can't tell his feelings in person now, he can use his voice to convey his feelings and let her know the worries and thoughts in his heart.

Xiao Bojian was ecstatic alone, but he didn't know that his approach to Chu Lian was simply playing the piano to the cow, and this girl couldn't even distinguish the repertoire of the phoenix, where did she know the artistic conception that could be expressed in it.

In the private room next door, King Jin and Tang Yan were all full of understanding.

King Jin waved his hand to the guards who followed him and ordered, "Go and ask who is playing the qin?"

King Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and fall on the two little women next door.

Who is this meaningful phoenix for?

Just after noon, there were no young women in this Defeng Teahouse, and the first ones who came were the third grandmothers of Jing'anbo Mansion and the county lord of Duanjia.

After playing the song, Xiao Bojian stopped with a graceful hand, and then changed to the servants in the teahouse to play and sing, and Wei Jia came back at this time and whispered that the matter had been done.

The corners of Xiao Bojian's lips curled and he nodded slightly.

He stood up freely and stepped out of an unnoticed private room, with a plain brocade box on his slender fingers under the wide cuffs.

The music dissipated, and the lord of Duanjia nodded frequently, and couldn't help but praise: "Let's not talk about the appearance of the person who plays the piano, but the skill of this piano is not picky. ”

Chu Lian didn't understand it at all, and he only knew that it was really good, but people who had been brainwashed by various modern symphonic metal music and even large-scale concerts would feel ordinary to experience this guqin sound again.

This is really a matter of vision, and it can't be changed.

The county lord of Duanjia glanced at Chu Lian, who was a little dumb and drinking honey wine, how could this girl seem to be immobile when she heard such a beautiful piano sound, and couldn't help but have the interest to ask, "Chu Liu, what do you think of this person's playing?"

Where can Chu Lian come out, coughed, and followed the words of the Duanjia county lord perfunctorily: "It's okay." ”

The county lord of Duanjia opened his mouth slightly, he was bluffed by Chu Lian's food before, and thought that she was really a hidden lady in other places, such a piano is just a good, some Duanjia county lords who admit death silently feel that the next time they see Chu Lian, they must talk about a song for her.

Chu Lian didn't know that her casual answer made the Duanjia County Lord completely take it to heart, if she knew at this time, she would rather tell the truth in front of the Duanjia County Lord now.

There is no need to be harassed by the sound of the duanjia county lord every day.

The two chatted casually, and the county lord of Duanjia suddenly frowned, and then his whole face began to distort.

Chu Lian noticed it, was shocked, and hurriedly asked, "County Lord, what's wrong with you?"

The Duanjia County Lord's face turned red when he was asked by Chu Lian, and he hurriedly replied: "Chu Liu, you sit here first, and I'll go to Xixi." ”

Seeing that the county lord of Duanjia seemed to be patient, Chu Lian nodded again and again, asking her to hurry up.

With the departure of the county lord of Duanjia, only Chu Lian was left in the entire private room, the personal maid Xiyan she brought and Wen Lan who was guarding the door of the private room.

Wen Lan, who was standing straight at the door of the private room, suddenly changed her expression, and before she could make a move, there was a pain in the back of her neck, and in the next second, she completely lost consciousness and slipped softly by the wall.

Xiao Bojian glanced at the guard armor beside him, and the guard armor quickly avoided the shadows.

Xiao Bojian stared at the slender figure reflected behind the screen in the private room, his heart beat wildly, and the hand holding the brocade box hidden under his sleeve tightened, and then he took a step and bypassed the screen.