Seeing Yan Tie's incomprehensible eyes, Tang Tian's body trembled, "The prince likes to write poems and paintings, so in the ink shop, the osmanthus cake in the fragrant floating building." The place to stay is Tongyuan Inn,"

"How do you know?" Yan Tie couldn't have imagined that Tang Tian and Luo Wuyan actually knew the living habits of this fluttering boy,

"Because, this is what Lord Luo Wuyan just told me," Tang Tian and Luo Wuyan glanced at each other, and then, Tang Tian slowly took out a note in his arms, "Lord Luo came so late to check the information of the Drifting Prince, so I know," said with a wry smile,

The first of seven days.

When the dawn of the morning shone on the window, Luo Wuyan, Yan Tie and Tang Tian would slowly open the door and leave, seven days was not short, but it was not long, the three of them changed into ordinary people's clothes, and slowly walked on the streets of the capital, I have to say that the early morning in the capital was still a little cold, and it took the three of them half an hour to walk to the Tongyuan Inn. Asked the owner of the inn to find out that the fluttering boy did live in the Tongyuan Inn, and the Tongyuan Inn was the largest and most luxurious inn in the entire capital, Yan Tie smashed his mouth directly, "This kid is very good at enjoying it, living here, the daily accommodation money is also dozens of taels,"

"Let's go, since it's not here, it's in the other two places," Yan Tie just left directly, but simply

Now the sky has completely cleared, today is a good weather, cloudless, but it seems that the three people over there are not so leisurely, all the way fast, almost running,

stopped before a three-story floor,

"This is the ink shop," you can see that the entire attic is showing the classical physiognomy breath out, just from the outside of the plaque on the dragon flying phoenix dance words can be seen, ink shop is the best place in the whole dynasty in the study of the four treasures, but also responsible for the supply of the four treasures of the study room, the status of the master is also quite high, but as for his master, not many people have seen,

"Will it be over here?"

"Won't you know if you go in and have a look?"

"Three guest officers, what do you want to come and see?" A middle-aged man came over to greet him warmly, and he saw that the three people in front of him should be people with status and status, although they put on the clothes of ordinary people, but that kind of momentum will not change over there,

"Well, we're here to find someone, we're friends of the fluttering boy, I don't know if it's okay to ......" Yan Tie said to the shopkeeper, and at the same time took out ten taels of silver and put it in the hand of the boy.

Xiao Eryi looked at people who were so open-minded, and he didn't say anything more, "Come with me, the fluttering boy is writing lyrics here,"

The three people followed the shopkeeper directly to the third floor, but there was actually a piece of paper written in the corridor on the third floor: Visitors stop. However, those four words have only been written for a short time, because the ink has not yet dried.

Xiao Eryi saw that the words were actually hung out on it, and he didn't dare to lead anyone up, so he had to scratch his head, "I'm sorry guest officer, you can only wait below," After speaking, the shopkeeper left,

"Have you ever been to the third floor of this ink shop?" Yan Tie suddenly thought of something, and asked the other two,

"No," Luo said directly without a word,

And Tang Tian also shook his head, "This fluttering boy is really not simple." ”

But suddenly there was a flute sound in the attic, and at the same time someone was heard saying a poem:

Looking back at the chapters of the poem, the slender man holds the tent in his hand, the boat is parked to the evening fence bamboo path, and the water pavilion on the floor is covered with tears. Falling smiles, broken sunset, the years fly by and the time is long, the silk and snow are used as silk buckles, and the red sleeves are returned to the building. The melodious flute sound is read out with the unique extremely magnetic sound along with the sound of the flute, which is a great enjoyment.

"Good words, the fluttering boy did, and that flute is the master of this ink shop, Shangguan Ruoliu" Luo Wuyan said it as soon as he heard it.

"I've never been moved by such a tone, the fluttering boy is really smart and brilliant," Yan Tie also actually praised the words of fluttering, but, obviously, the ingredient of sycophants is very obvious!

"Your Excellency is the Drifting Prince?" saw a figure appear in the aisle of the corridor, wearing a Tsing Yi, embroidered on the sleeves of the Tsing Yi with two small words, fair skin, clear and transparent eyes, delicate irrelevant, delicate face, hair is also floating behind him at will, a delicate face, the breath of Confucianism is also immediately paved up, and at the same time there is a faint smile on the face, and the fool also knows that the person in front of him is the Drifting Child.

"Yes," Piao Fu still kept his distinctive smile.

"Then, Childe, can you find a quiet place to talk?" Yan Tie asked cautiously,

"Yes, but you have to wait a little bit," after speaking, Piao Fu left, without saying anything, he left the place, and the three of them smiled bitterly,

After the time of the half-pillar incense, Piao Fu walked down from the top of the three-story attic, but at the same time there was a person behind him, Shangguan Ruoliu.

Shangguan Ruoliu's face is not clear to see, but the whole body is full of fragrance, the fragrance of ink, which makes people's hearts calm down at once, Shangguan Ruoliu is always dressed in white, wearing a white bamboo hat on his head, just don't look at it, he is also a beauty.

"I'll bring a friend, you don't mind," Piao Xu said with a smile, what can the three of them say, not to mention the owner of this ink shop, even if he usually wears an official uniform, he may not be able to see the character,

"Let's go, let's go to Xiangpiao Tower. The group just stepped out of the Ink Zhai and Yan Tie is mouth said,

"Okay" After speaking, these five people left, speechless along the way,

Finally arrived at Xiangpiao Tower. Before entering the door, I smelled the fragrance of osmanthus in the air, although it was only faint, but I wanted to arouse people's appetite.

Before Piao Xu and the others stepped into the inside of the Xiangpiao Building, a woman came up.

"Piaoxu, you're here, let's go, your place is still reserved for you, and Miss Shangguan is here too, huh. Isn't this Lord Yan, Lord Tang, and Lord Luo with six doors, how can you be together," At this time, it was the woman who spoke before, this woman's fair skin, slender hands, a pair of red phoenix eyes, and a pair of willow eyebrows. Cherry small mouth, like a beauty embryo, "Flower owner, long time no see, let's go, let's go in and say,"

Xiangpiaolou is also three stories high, is the most famous place in the country to specialize in making pastries, the family members of the civil and military ministers of the court will also go here to buy some pastries back, even if it is the emperor, it will also send people here to buy some pastries to bring back to taste, so the reputation is not small,

The first floor is almost all ordinary people, the second floor is where the dignitaries are located, and the third floor is the third floor. Very few people have ever been up,

"Yo, isn't this the landlord," when they just wanted to go up to the third floor, a discordant voice sounded, and followed the sound to find it, it was a white and chubby young man, wearing a brocade satin, and at first glance there was a son of a rich family