Besides, a pair of people in the small pavilion sat quietly from the time they entered the house, and the old flowers who did not know the meaning did not speak, only watched the plain beauty leisurely brewing tea, and the set of kung fu of boiling and washing and frying points was practiced very delicately on the fingers of Qianqian jade, and the tea churned and circulated to give people a sense of art like flowing water, so that the audience enjoyed it to the fullest.

It wasn't until the woman lifted her hand lightly, and the sound of the rushing water was accompanied by the fragrance of wisps of tea, swirling among the white jade Xiao Gu, and this long-term tranquility was broken. "I've been waiting for a long time, spring is still cool in winter, and this 'twelve waxes' boiled in milk springs can best drive away cold and dampness. As he spoke, Bai Jing handed the little Gu in his hand to the old flower sitting on the opposite side.

"Don't dare. It is an honor to be one of the twelve palace feathers of the Red Pavilion to make tea for the next person. As he spoke, Lao Hua took the small porcelain in his hand and took a sip, "Clear and mellow, elegant and thick, the tea fragrance lingers for a long time, good tea!"

"Childe seems to know the Red Pavilion very well, which is not visible in Nanyi Town. Lao Hua laughed when she heard this, "How can there be so few forces in the world to come to his 'scholar'? In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just the chivalrous joke of the old gentleman in the rivers and lakes, and he can't be on the stage, who dares to despise the people who are born in circles? But when will the 'Nanyi Town' in the girl's mouth be worthy of the name of 'Twelve Palace Feathers'?" Lao Hua took a leisurely sniff of the tea in his hand, it was still so heavy and intoxicating, and sighed heartily again: "Good tea!"

"Tea is not as good as people. Childe's words are worth typing. As for why the little girl came here, it doesn't hurt to say it, kill one person, called 'Hua Yihan', and the son should also hear about it. ”

"Oh, how can you not know that the world's masters are well-known? However, don't the rumors say that this person died in that battle a long time ago?" Lao Hua lowered his head and carefully played with the ceramic Gu in his hand, and the Yin Hong thin pen gently outlined a few broken strokes of plum on the Gu body, which had a bit of texture in the flow of tea.

"That boy underestimated the methods of such big people. ”

"Naturally, I can't see through it. It's easy to say that the girl, the twelve palace feathers are so powerful, who dares to say that they know? ”

Bai Jing covered her red lips with her long sleeves and smiled a little brightly: "It's the little girl who is presumptuous, I won't talk about Jing'er's identity today, I just want to make the character of Gongzi." ”

"The characters don't dare to be, but they are climbing high. ”

"I haven't asked for the name of the childe yet. "Pei Yu. ”

After a moment of conversation, the tea in the Gu was already cold, Bai Jing took the porcelain pot at hand again, and carefully lit a Gu, the fragrance of tea was wrapped around the flickering candlelight, dancing faintly in the small pavilion. "I saw a sadness between the eyebrows and eyes of the son on the board of the boat, and I think that the son can also understand the rhythm?"

"I've learned a little bit of the trail, but I can't get into it. However, the girl's beautiful pipa hooked up many memories in my heart. Lao Hua shook his head with a slight smile, and drank a Gu tea straight down, his eyes unconsciously filled with sadness.

"I provoked the son's past, why don't you listen to the little girl's mischief to relieve your upset?" "Very lucky. Lao Hua was not pretentious, his thumb kept rubbing the fine lines between the Gu and fell into it.

......

Osmanthus carp, with Jun Xi, river fishing in the winter and snow season.

White bird feathers, perched with the king, Lali planted plum cool mountain dwelling.

Xiao Yan is new to make up, and the plough is full of flowers.

Finely and deeply, ploughing and lazy moonlight.

......

It wasn't until the last note in Bai Jing's hand fell that Lao Hua Fang frowned and came back to his senses: "I didn't expect the girl to not only play the pipa with one hand, but also stroke the piano with one hand." ”

"Amazing. There always seems to be a touch of sorrow between the child's eyebrows, and the little girl is not talented, and it is difficult to solve her worries. ”

"The girl is not strange, but the girl's strings evoke many late beauties in the past, and it is not worth talking about. Lao Hua paused. To tell the truth, this sorrow comes inexplicably, and there always seems to be a figure in my memory, if it is far or near, but I can't think of it. However, this string note reminds the long-forgotten past, causing annoyance without a beginning or an end. The twelve birds of the Red Pavilion have their own strengths.

"I disturbed Childe. ”

Lao Hua shook her head lightly and said, "If you don't want to be an accident, you can make the girl laugh." Since he is a person in the Tao, he lives under the Tao, and what he fights for is just a day and night. If we blindly look back at the smoke and clouds of the past, how can we add to the avenue? People are always a forward-facing group, and fame, fortune, and power are the goals of most people. Does the girl think it is reasonable?White girl?" The old flower, who tilted her head, was waiting for an answer, but saw that the woman opposite her fell into deep thought early.

"Well, the little woman doesn't think so. But Childe's words reminded me of the opinion of a friend from the past. ”

"Oh, what did he say?" Bai Jing stared at the old flower who cast his gaze, and paused: "Hongchen is deceased, goodbye, it's mountains and rivers." Hearing this, Lao Hua felt that this was a wonderful thing to say, and savored it carefully: "I don't know if I can make friends with such a confidant in my lifetime?"

"I'm afraid it's no longer possible. Bai Jing's eyes suddenly revealed a lot of sadness, looking at the plum blossoms on the porcelain Gu, he unconsciously remembered the chic and resolute back in his memory, a long time ago.

"It's a pity. It's all the girls who ask me, and I want to ask the girls why they killed that Hua Yihan?

"It's not about the Red Pavilion, it's just a personal grudge. Bai Jing seems to be in no mood to talk about the old grudges again, and it is not easy for old flowers to chase deeply. "I chatted with my son very well, and I felt a little bit like a friend in the past, and Bai Jing toasted my son with tea instead of wine. ”

"Luckily below. ”

The two chatted to the right place, Gu was talking and laughing, and others were afraid to think that they were confidants and friends who had not seen each other for many years, and there was still some taste of words. The woman who boiled the tea stroked the strings, and the man who drank the tea listened to the music, but the twists and turns in the tea and the strings were smelled by a few people, all of them relied on the careful work of talking, and they were not in a hurry or sloppy. A cup of tea, a drink, a string and a listen, the soldiers, guns and horses, must be arranged properly, not only to leak, but also to catch the net.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out on the board, and the woman in red who replied carefully retreated from Bai Jing's side, and then gradually stopped.

"Thank you. ”

"Oh, aren't you afraid that I'm hurting you? The woman in the Red Pavilion has a deep mind. Bai Jing slowly drank the tea in his hand, and looked up at Lao Hanamichi with some playfulness. "Of course I'm afraid, but since I'm sitting in front of me, I'm still alive at this time, so I'm not afraid. Lao Hua looked at the woman who looked at her, but her expression was calm.

"What's the explanation?"

"It's nothing more than two paths, one is greedy for money, and the white girl should be not lacking. Then it can only be a request from me, or rather, I have the value that the white girl values. Lao Hua looked at the stunning beauty in front of her with a smile and replied unhurriedly.

"Sometimes looking at the so-called way out may lead to a dead end? As a Taoist, this is not good. ”

"It doesn't matter, with the girl's fairy methods, a dead end can also open a way out. ”

"You're so confident I'll choose you?"

"Why did the girl come?"

"But the face of the Red Pavilion can't be erased. Bai Jing took a sip of the tea in his hand.

"What is it like for the Zodiac Feather? ”

The two people in the room looked at it quietly, "Why can't you be greedy?" For Bai Jing's question and answer, Lao Hua still just smiled and said nothing, sipping the tea in her hand, and carefully sipping the red and mournful plum blossom lines of Mosuo. The two of them were silent for a long time.

And then. With that, Bai Jing threw a dark red jade plaque to the old flower, and the jade plaque was carefully carved with a delicate and small painting of a bird, which was the same as the ornament on Bai Jing's head. "With this jade card, except for the largest Red Pavilion, the rest are waiting for the visit of the prince at any time, and there is no need to do the 'stealing' market. ”

"Then thank you Miss Ling'er!"

The stunning woman in white didn't seem surprised that Lao Hua called herself "Ling'er", and smiled faintly, "Childe still drinks tea?"

"Drink, why don't you drink? The 'Twelve Waxes' in the girl's hand is not so easy to taste. After that, he laughed loudly, and raised the small pot in his hand to cover his head and pour it directly, this elegant tea drank a bit of the heroic momentum of spirits.

Twelve waxes fall red plum fragrance, mountain snow a pot of rivers.

Good tea!Good moon!What a white-clothed and yellow-feathered daughter's house!Wonderful sound!Wonderful strings!The most wonderful thing is Hongchen Lang'er!

......

"This painting boat is fun, it's fun, it's a little feminine, and I can't figure it out. The little beggar who stepped on the fishing boat again touched his head and looked at the old flower road beside him with some grievances. I accompanied Feng Luan'er for most of the night, but the old flower and the eldest girl went down the moon before the month.

"What's the matter? Is it that the wine and meat of this painting boat are not chewy, or that little girl is not chewing?" Lao Hua smiled and looked at the little beggar beside him with a lewd face.

"The wine and meat are excellent, and the little girl is not good, and she smiles at me badly. ”

"I'm afraid you didn't mess with the little girl. ”

"How's it going, have you got it?" asked the little beggar as she suddenly became a little excited, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips.

The person next to him threw a dark red jade plaque in his hand: "Lao Hua made a move, can he come back empty?"

"Hehe, this time I will give you a big credit in the small book, and next time I go to the Red Pavilion, I will let you pick the big girl first and listen to the best music. The little beggar waved his thin arm, put on the bold momentum of a rich family, and said with his head held high.

Lao Hua was suddenly silent.

"Why, I'm not satisfied, I can tell you not to kick your nose in the face. Hehe, old flower, you tell the truth, is that big girl Kui'er okay?" the little beggar said in a funny tone, when did the vulgar words in his mouth deserve such gorgeous clothes, but the little beggar didn't care, the clothes were gorgeous, but they were not as refreshing as his own tattered strips of cloth.

"Whew-hit me again," the little beggar looked at the old man who had just put his hand down with a dissatisfied expression. "Makes you talk nonsense. ”

"Hmph! Don't let the big girl speak ill of you? I'm not married yet, and I'm also your mother-in-law's family!"

Lao Hua didn't bother to argue with him, looking at the round of Qingyue and not knowing what to think, he was stunned. On the contrary, the ferocity of the little beggar's face suddenly changed, and he counted carefully with his fingers, how much gift money does this mother-in-law's family want to receive?

The fishing boats, one old and one young, gradually rowed to the shore, and at this time, the two figures on the third floor of the painting boat were also quietly watching the fishing boat go away.

"Miss, this is gone, there are a lot of people waiting over there!"

"I lost it earlier, and I lost my thoughts earlier. ”

"What if it's to enter the Red Pavilion?"

"Is there a difference for me?"

The two figures suddenly fell silent, and only after a moment did the voice come again. "Is that him?"

"Probably not. ”

"But his means ......" The person next to him had not finished speaking, and was already interrupted by the figure standing in front of him.

"Although the eyebrows are similar, and the way I talk and behave has some taste, it feels too strange to me, not the kind of thing that can see me in my eyes. ”

The people behind him were silent.

"Flower beggar, Pei Yu, the water is muddy?"

The moonlight was heavy, and the picturesque woman on the painting boat watched the sparkling waves in the water being stirred up and forth by a few swimming fish, and gradually fell into memory.