Just after noon, there were not many people in Defeng Tea House, Princess Duanjia and Chu Lian chose a private room to sit down. There is still half an hour before the show starts.
At this time, Xiao Bojian, who was sitting in the private room with the best view on the second floor,'s dark eyes lit up instantly, and then those deep eyes fell on a person and could not be moved away.
coming! Lianer is here!
Xiao Bojian tightly clasped the teacup in his hand excitedly for a moment, the tea in the half-drinked teacup trembled slightly with his hand, showing his excitement.
But then Xiao Bojian shifted his gaze, and when he caught a glimpse of a girl who was as tall as her beside Chu Lian, the irrepressible smile on his face finally subsided.
He narrowed his long and narrow eyes, a little confused, how Princess Duanjia would be with Chu Lian, and the two were talking and laughing, as if they were extremely close.
Here, under the arrangement of the guards, King Jin and Tang Yan had already sat down next to the private room chosen by Princess Duanjia and Chu Lian.
In the private room where Xiao Bojian was, Wei Jia rushed out from the dark, and said respectfully, "What are your orders, master?"
Xiao Bojian first took a deep look at the direction of Chu Lian's room, then turned her head and whispered a few words in Wei Jia's ear. After a while, Wei Jia took the order and left.
In the private room, Princess Duanjia was sipping honey water, bored, she looked up at the little woman sitting across from her, her interest became more and more intense, for some reason, this Chu Liu fit her temperament very well.
Thinking of Dr. Tea who was kicked out by the two a moment ago, Princess Duanjia pursed her lips and smiled, "Hey, Chu Liu, why don't you like drinking sencha?"
"The taste is too mixed, I don't like it."
Most people at that time liked sencha, especially the process of sencha. Adding many spices, dividing the tea into shape, tasting sweet and bitter, seemed to have an interesting artistic conception, but now Chu Lian said that the taste is too mixed to reveal the shape, which is really fun.
Princess Duanjia always seemed to think that Chu Lian would have something better than what she didn't like.
"Chu Liu, what kind of tea is better than Sencha?"
Seeing Princess Duanjia's earnest question, Chu Lian quickly said, "Mingqian tea and Yuqian..."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Lian knew something was wrong, so he quickly stopped talking.
What is tea before the rain, tea before the tea, high mountain tea, there is no such distinction in the Great Wu Dynasty, not even serious green tea, so she suddenly said that she was throwing a stone at her own foot!
Chu Lian really regretted it to death.
Princess Duanjia saw that she suddenly stopped talking halfway, and immediately quit, "Hey, Chu Liu, you don't want to talk halfway! What are you talking about Mingqian tea? Explain to me quickly. "
Chu Lian had a bitter face. How can this be explained? The Great Wu Dynasty didn't even cultivate serious tea trees. Wouldn't it be jaw-dropping for her to say this all at once
Zhengchou didn't know how to explain to Princess Duanjia, when there was a sudden knock on the door of Yajian.
Princess Duanjia winked at the big maid beside her, and after a while, she brought in a well-groomed boy in his teens.
"Master, it's the guy delivering refreshments."
Princess Duanjia nodded, watching the rather clever assistant place the special snacks of Defeng Teahouse on the table, and the assistant carefully took out a thin-necked bottle from the food box, and said politely: "Two noblemen , This is the honey wine presented by the tea house today, and it is also a coincidence between the two nobles. Today, the owner of the tea house has a happy event, and this honey wine can be given to every guest who comes today. The recipe for making honey wine is passed down by the owner. , the taste is absolutely delicious, you two noblemen should try it."
Princess Duanjia likes to try new things, but Chu Lian is not very interested, but seeing Princess Duanjia's curious face, she also has a cup with her.
Princess Duanjia nodded, and the big maid stepped forward to take a cup and took a sip first, and asked the waiter to pour wine for the two of them after she was sure.
Chu Lian took a sip slightly, it was sweet and mellow, but it tasted like wine.
Unexpectedly, as the young man said, the taste is excellent, the alcohol is light, and it is indeed suitable for women to drink. Compared with Yuehonglou's fruit wine, the taste is not bad.
After the young man left the private room, Princess Duanjia drank a few more sips. As for her taste of the honey water was a bit milder, Princess Duanjia liked the honey wine more.
The two of them were talking about the daily repertoire of this Defeng teahouse in the private room. Princess Duanjia also specifically mentioned that this time the repertoire of "Feng Qiuhuang" is only performed once a month, when suddenly there was a sound of clanging in the lobby , and then the music began to ring.
Princess Duanjia asked the maid beside her to open the window, put down the curtain that blocked the window, and looked towards the lobby of Defeng Tea House from the gap, and saw that the performance had already started.
Princess Duanjia asked curiously, "Why did it start before the hour today?"
Chu Lian had never been to this place before, so she just shook her head ignorantly.
She knows almost nothing about rhythm, at most she can know whether the music is good or not. As for the good part, even if she listens to it ten times, she can't tell the difference.
Not to mention what tune or lyrics, I don't understand at all.
After taking a sip of honey wine, he just pretended to listen, regardless of whether it was Fengqiuhuang or Huangqiufeng, or if it was played at a different time, and the meaning hidden in the song.
On the contrary, the big servant girl who followed Princess Duanjia slightly exclaimed, and said softly: "Master, third grandma, it seems that the person performing today is not the same as usual."
The melody is flying, the affection is lingering, and the strings are extremely accurate. Just by listening to it, you can tell that this person has a profound knowledge of Guqin.
Princess Duanjia laughed, "It's only performed once a month, how could it be played by the same person, I'm afraid it's another infatuated talent who is expressing his heartfelt love through the sound of the piano!"
Princess Duanjia’s eyes narrowed when she spoke. It has not been a day or two since the song Feng Qiuhuang became a confession song in Defeng Teahouse. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that if any lady can get a scholar’s confession in Defeng Teahouse, that would be very rewarding. facial matter.
Chu Lian raised her head, her eyes sparkling. She never expected that there would be such a big gossip in Defeng Teahouse, which was so interesting.
Women in ancient and modern times are all the same. When it comes to gossip, their eyes are bright and ready to move.
Here Chu Lian was gossiping about Defeng Tea House with Princess Duanjia excitedly, but she had no idea that the protagonist of this affectionate confession was herself.
Xiao Bojian sat in front of the guqin, the melodious melody flowed out from her fingertips, with her own lingering thoughts, wishing to put them all in front of the woman she was thinking of.
Fantasizing how touched and obsessed Chu Lian was sitting in the private room, the corner of Xiao Bojian's mouth evoked a smile that was sure to win.
The slender fingers on the qin were even more nimble. He thought that Lian'er would not attend the appointment today, but he had little hope, but he didn't want to see her enter the teahouse.
For a moment, the swelling feeling in his heart could not be expressed in words, he only felt that Chu Lian still had his own in his heart.
Now, although she can't complain face to face, she can use voice to express her feelings, and let her know the uneasiness and longing in his heart.
Xiao Bojian was ecstatic alone, but he didn't know that what he did to Chu Lian was like playing the piano to a cow. This girl couldn't even distinguish the song of Feng Qiuhuang, so how could she know the artistic conception that could be expressed in it.
In the private room next door, both King Jin and Tang Yan were full of understanding.
King Jin waved his hand to the guards who followed him, "Go and find out who is playing the piano?"
Jin Wang Qingbi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and land on the two little girls next door.
Who is this song with deep meaning, Feng Qiuhuang, for
Just after noon, there are not many young women in this Defeng Teahouse, the only ones who have just arrived are the third grandma and Princess Duanjia from Jing'anbo Mansion.
After playing a song, Xiao Bojian stopped his hand gracefully, and then changed to the actors in the teahouse to play and sing. Wei Jia came back at this time, and reported in a low voice that the matter has been completed.
The corners of Xiao Bojian's lips curled up, and he nodded slightly.
He stood up calmly and walked out of an unnoticed private room. Under his wide cuffs, he held a plain brocade box on his slender fingers.
The music dissipated, Princess Duanjia nodded frequently, and couldn't help but praise: "Let's not talk about the appearance of the player who plays the piano, but the skill of playing the piano is not picky. Someone who can excel in the art of playing the piano is definitely not For mediocre people, this woman who received the sound is a bit of a blessing."
Chu Lian didn't understand it at all, and only knew that it was really good, but for those who have been brainwashed by various modern symphony metal music and even large-scale concerts, the sound of this guqin would feel mediocre.
This is really a matter of vision and cannot be changed.
Princess Duanjia glanced at Chu Lian who was drinking honey wine with a dull expression. How could this girl seem to be standing still after hearing such a beautiful piano sound? How is it?"
How could Chu Lian come out, coughed, and perfunctorily followed Duanjia Princess's words: "It's okay."
Princess Duanjia opened her mouth slightly. She was bluffed by Chu Lian's eating and drinking before, and thought that she was really a ladylike lady in other places. Princess Jia silently felt that when she saw Chu Lian next time, she must talk to her.
Chu Lian didn't know that Princess Duanjia took her care of her casual answer at all. If she knew it at this time, she would rather tell the truth in front of Princess Duanjia now.
So you don't have to be harassed by Princess Duanjia's piano every day.
The two were chatting casually, Princess Duanjia suddenly frowned, and then his whole face began to twist.
When Chu Lian noticed it, she was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you? But what's wrong?"
Princess Duanjia blushed when asked by Chu Lian, and hurriedly replied: "Chu Liu, you sit here first, I'll go to Xixi."
Seeing Princess Duanjia seem to be patiently working hard, Chu Lian nodded repeatedly and told her to go quickly.
As soon as Princess Duanjia left, only Chu Lian was left in the private room, the maid she brought, Xi Yan, and Wen Lan who was guarding the door of the private room.
Wen Lan, who was standing upright at the door of the private room, suddenly changed his expression. Before she could make a move, there was a pain in the back of her neck, and the next second she completely lost consciousness and slipped softly against the wall.
Xiao Bojian winked at the guard beside him, and the guard quickly hid in the shadows.
Xiao Bojian stared at the slender figure reflected behind the screen in the private room, her heart beat wildly, and the hand that was hiding the brocade box under her sleeve tightened tightly, and then she took a step and walked around the screen.