Cold

Mei Ruolan still didn't make up her mind.

Although the story is very shocking, many things are not experienced personally, but listening to them, there are very few things that can be felt.

When the pain of one person is like an ocean to himself, then when his story is seen by a person, and seeing that person can only experience the pain like a river, if the person who sees it with his own eyes relays the story, then the part that the rest of the people can empathize with may only be a small stream, and it is the kind of stream that will dry up at any time.

Therefore, Cheng Baiyi is not eager to use a story to convince Mei Ruolan.

He sighed, time waits for no one, it's time for her to make a decision.

......

At night, Pingkangfang is full of people, and there are people selling rouge, cloth, and of course food on both sides of the street.

Mei Ruolan and Cheng Baiyi sat at a small table on the side of the road, and the boss was cooking noodles for the two. Mei Ruolan looked at the street, a little bored.

Although there are some strange things on the street, such as frozen rouge from the north, and cloth from Gunzhou, these things cannot attract Mei Ruolan's attention at all.

If you want to talk about new things, there are more strange things in the sea, and if you want to talk about cloth and the like, she has seen a lot as the daughter of the county guard, and how can she make clothes out of herself. So cloth or something, there is not the slightest attraction for her.

As for rouge, there are some here, and the Hou Ye's Mansion has them, which is not unusual.

"Alright, let's eat some noodles first. ”

Cheng Baiyi looked at her face and moved a bowl of noodles in front of her.

"What are we doing here?" Mei Ruolan turned her face and looked at Cheng Baiyi with some confusion.

"This place is called Pingkangfang, from this road all the way out and go straight, pass Chongrenfang, see the imperial city, and walk in front of the imperial city. On the other side of the imperial city, there is the Buzheng Fang, where the Zhongyi Houfu is located. ”

Mei Ruolan's chopsticks paused in mid-air, tilted her head, and asked in disbelief: "You have told me so much and done so many things, so willing to let me go?"

Cheng Baiyi smiled slightly, took the second bowl of noodles brought by the boss, and then said, "Then what can I do? I can't kill you, right?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and ate his noodles.

He was extremely fast, and he finished eating after dividing five by two, and when he looked up, he found that Mei Ruolan had not moved her chopsticks.

"What are you looking at me for?

Mei Ruolan shook her head, and then said: "I don't understand you, sometimes I think you are a person full of scheming, all this you appeared that day and what you said, all this calculation, is definitely not accidental; Which side is you?"

Cheng Baiyi stared at her, a smile on his face, and a full burp.

"Every side. ”

Mei Ruolan didn't care about him, bowed her head and ate noodles.

......

While she was eating noodles, Cheng Baiyi raised her head and looked at the door of the Qinglou, as if she was looking for someone, or waiting for someone.

On the opposite side of the noodle stall, there is a green building, although it is not as good as Huanxi Building, but in Pingkangfang, it can be regarded as the middle class.

The name is very good, it is called Chunfeng Building.

"The spring breeze once relieved a thousand sorrows. ”

This sentence hung in the lobby, which always caused ripples in the hearts of visitors, but after they entered, they found that there was no skin and meat business inside, just a place to drink and have fun, and write poems and essays.

But this sentence can always tug at the heartstrings of many people and make them walk in unconsciously.

Although there are not as many scholars here as there are in Huanxilou, there are quite a few. In particular, there are many self-proclaimed scholars who like to come here, if not for anything else, just for the sentence in front of the lobby that "the spring breeze once relieved a thousand sorrows".

Ning Wangya is one of the scholars who like to come to this Chunfeng Building the most.

His family was not short of money, but he did not perform well in the first exam this year, so he stayed in Chang'an.

But this is not to say that he is a gentleman, on the contrary, in the upcoming spring festival next year, he ranks fifth among the five people with the highest title on the gold list.

Although he is ranked fifth, it is enough to see his strength.

Play better, be able to compete for the champion, and if you play averagely, these five people will at least be the top or the flower.

The family is rich and talented. Such a boy is the easiest to please the girls.

Today, he entered the spring breeze very early, drank and had fun, and wrote poems.

Many people from the bookstore crowded in, and the people who recorded the list in several buildings heard that he would come to this Chunfeng Building today, so they waited early.

After all, the person on the list, even if he is not in high school, will be a coquettish person who resounded in the future.

Ning Wangya really lived up to expectations, and after drinking wine, he became a poet and a chapter.

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Mei Ruolan still didn't make up her mind.

Although the story is very shocking, many things are not experienced personally, but listening to them, there are very few things that can be felt.

When the pain of one person is like an ocean to himself, then when his story is seen by a person, and seeing that person can only experience the pain like a river, if the person who sees it with his own eyes relays the story, then the part that the rest of the people can empathize with may only be a small stream, and it is the kind of stream that will dry up at any time.

Therefore, Cheng Baiyi is not eager to use a story to convince Mei Ruolan.

He sighed, time waits for no one, it's time for her to make a decision.

......

At night, Pingkangfang is full of people, and there are people selling rouge, cloth, and of course food on both sides of the street.

Mei Ruolan and Cheng Baiyi sat at a small table on the side of the road, and the boss was cooking noodles for the two. Mei Ruolan looked at the street, a little bored.

Although there are some strange things on the street, such as frozen rouge from the north, and cloth from Gunzhou, these things cannot attract Mei Ruolan's attention at all.

If you want to talk about new things, there are more strange things in the sea, and if you want to talk about cloth and the like, she has seen a lot as the daughter of the county guard, and how can she make clothes out of herself. So cloth or something, there is not the slightest attraction for her.

As for rouge, there are some here, and the Hou Ye's Mansion has them, which is not unusual.

"Alright, let's eat some noodles first. ”

Cheng Baiyi looked at her face and moved a bowl of noodles in front of her.

"What are we doing here?" Mei Ruolan turned her face and looked at Cheng Baiyi with some confusion.

"This place is called Pingkangfang, from this road all the way out and go straight, pass Chongrenfang, see the imperial city, and walk in front of the imperial city. On the other side of the imperial city, there is the Buzheng Fang, where the Zhongyi Houfu is located. ”

Mei Ruolan's chopsticks paused in mid-air, tilted her head, and asked in disbelief: "You have told me so much and done so many things, so willing to let me go?"

Cheng Baiyi smiled slightly, took the second bowl of noodles brought by the boss, and then said, "Then what can I do? I can't kill you, right?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and ate his noodles.

He was extremely fast, and he finished eating after dividing five by two, and when he looked up, he found that Mei Ruolan had not moved her chopsticks.

"What are you looking at me for?

Mei Ruolan shook her head, and then said: "I don't understand you, sometimes I think you are a person full of scheming, all this you appeared that day and what you said, all this calculation, is definitely not accidental; Which side is you?"

Cheng Baiyi stared at her, a smile on his face, and a full burp.

"Every side. ”

Mei Ruolan didn't care about him, bowed her head and ate noodles.

......

While she was eating noodles, Cheng Baiyi raised her head and looked at the door of the Qinglou, as if she was looking for someone, or waiting for someone.

On the opposite side of the noodle stall, there is a green building, although it is not as good as Huanxi Building, but in Pingkangfang, it can be regarded as the middle class.

The name is very good, it is called Chunfeng Building.

"The spring breeze once relieved a thousand sorrows. ”

This sentence hung in the lobby, which always caused ripples in the hearts of visitors, but after they entered, they found that there was no skin and meat business inside, just a place to drink and have fun, and write poems and essays.

But this sentence can always tug at the heartstrings of many people and make them walk in unconsciously.

Although there are not as many scholars here as there are in Huanxilou, there are quite a few. In particular, there are many self-proclaimed scholars who like to come here, if not for anything else, just for the sentence in front of the lobby that "the spring breeze once relieved a thousand sorrows".

Ning Wangya is one of the scholars who like to come to this Chunfeng Building the most.

His family was not short of money, but he did not perform well in the first exam this year, so he stayed in Chang'an.

But this is not to say that he is a gentleman, on the contrary, in the upcoming spring festival next year, he ranks fifth among the five people with the highest title on the gold list.

Although he is ranked fifth, it is enough to see his strength.

Play better, be able to compete for the champion, and if you play averagely, these five people will at least be the top or the flower.

The family is rich and talented. Such a boy is the easiest to please the girls.

Today, he entered the spring breeze very early, drank and had fun, and wrote poems.

Many people from the bookstore crowded in, and the people who recorded the list in several buildings heard that he would come to this Chunfeng Building today, so they waited early.

After all, the person on the list, even if he is not in high school, will be a coquettish person who resounded in the future.

Ning Wangya really lived up to expectations, and after drinking wine, he became a poet and a chapter. testify

Mei Ruolan still didn't make up her mind.

Although the story is very shocking, many things are not experienced personally, but listening to them, there are very few things that can be felt.

When the pain of one person is like an ocean to himself, then when his story is seen by a person, and seeing that person can only experience the pain like a river, if the person who sees it with his own eyes relays the story, then the part that the rest of the people can empathize with may only be a small stream, and it is the kind of stream that will dry up at any time.

Therefore, Cheng Baiyi is not eager to use a story to convince Mei Ruolan.

He sighed, time waits for no one, it's time for her to make a decision.

......

At night, Pingkangfang is full of people, and there are people selling rouge, cloth, and of course food on both sides of the street.

Mei Ruolan and Cheng Baiyi sat at a small table on the side of the road, and the boss was cooking noodles for the two. Mei Ruolan looked at the street, a little bored.

Although there are some strange things on the street, such as frozen rouge from the north, and cloth from Gunzhou, these things cannot attract Mei Ruolan's attention at all.

If you want to talk about new things, there are more strange things in the sea, and if you want to talk about cloth and the like, she has seen a lot as the daughter of the county guard, and how can she make clothes out of herself. So cloth or something, there is not the slightest attraction for her.

As for rouge, there are some here, and the Hou Ye's Mansion has them, which is not unusual.

"Alright, let's eat some noodles first. ”

Cheng Baiyi looked at her face and moved a bowl of noodles in front of her.

"What are we doing here?" Mei Ruolan turned her face and looked at Cheng Baiyi with some confusion.

"This place is called Pingkangfang, from this road all the way out and go straight, pass Chongrenfang, see the imperial city, and walk in front of the imperial city. On the other side of the imperial city, there is the Buzheng Fang, where the Zhongyi Houfu is located. ”

Mei Ruolan's chopsticks paused in mid-air, tilted her head, and asked in disbelief: "You have told me so much and done so many things, so willing to let me go?"

Cheng Baiyi smiled slightly, took the second bowl of noodles brought by the boss, and then said, "Then what can I do? I can't kill you, right?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and ate his noodles.

He was extremely fast, and he finished eating after dividing five by two, and when he looked up, he found that Mei Ruolan had not moved her chopsticks.

"What are you looking at me for?

Mei Ruolan shook her head, and then said: "I don't understand you, sometimes I think you are a person full of scheming, all this you appeared that day and what you said, all this calculation, is definitely not accidental; Which side is you?"

Cheng Baiyi stared at her, a smile on his face, and a full burp.

"Every side. ”

Mei Ruolan didn't care about him, bowed her head and ate noodles.

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Old problems, under revision.