They heard his voice before seeing him. When the three young masters heard the voice, they all put down their teacups and looked towards the stairs.
I saw Nangong Yu wearing a purple brocade robe, a jade ribbon around his waist, a golden silk crown on his head to tie his hair back, and a fox scarf on his shoulders. He was clean and neat, but without losing the aura of a wealthy family. He
He had an extraordinary temperament as he stepped forward, but the smile on his face made him appear to be a philistine and tactful person, like a fox who plots against others.
Nangong Yu, Nangong Yu, you smile like this, how can a scholar who always pursues nobility accept you?
Seeing him like this, Liu Miao'er shook her head aside. As soon as Nangong Yu went upstairs, his eyes fell on the table of the three young masters, but he didn't see Liu Miao'er sitting next to him.
How should we say that he values sex over friends? Nangong Yu is not Duanxiu; he values profits over friends? This seems to make sense.
Liu Miao'er pursed her lips and thought dissatisfied, wondering if she was dressing too low-key and did not attract Nangong Yu's attention. She also wanted to discuss cooperation with Nangong Yu.
Liu Miao'er thought unhappily, but Yue Jing smiled in her infancy with crooked eyebrows. She felt that Liu Miao'er was really awkward and didn't want others to find out. Others couldn't find out, and she felt uncomfortable.
Women are such strange people.
Although Liu Miao'er was dissatisfied with Nangong Yu's fox-like smile, she did not forget to hold her breath and listen to what the people at the table next to her were talking about. Nangong Yu sat down, with his back to Liu Miao'er.
He started chatting with the other three people. Except for Mr. Yi Feng who was introduced initially, the other two people had not known Nangong Yu for a long time, so they introduced themselves, and Liu Miaoer learned the identities of the three people.
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The man in green shirt was named Qing Yuming, but Liu Miaoer didn't have the time to remember his name and nickname; the noble son who was born with a noble spirit was named Nan Xijun; and the Yi
Feng Gongzi, named Zhou Yifeng. The three of them were students who founded Langyun Academy. Nangong Yu was also arranged to study at Langyun Academy due to family requirements, so that as a new student, he faced several capable exams.
The man who passed the imperial examination but didn't care about fame, wealth and power got close to him so that he could take more care of her in the future.
Hearing Nangong Yu's purpose, the three people also smiled heartily and asked Nangong Yu a few literary questions. Nangong Yu knew nothing about it.
Qing Yuming was dissatisfied.
"Young Master, it's not that we look down on you. You are a businessman, and I'm afraid you don't get along well with us, the arrogant intellectuals in your eyes. If the Young Master has any questions about Langyun Academy, we can answer them.
If you want to make tea with us, discuss poetry, and talk about ancient and modern times, it seems that you are not qualified yet."
After saying that, Qing Yuming took a sip of tea, his eyes showing contempt for Nangong Yu.
Nangong Yu was embarrassed for a while. After all, he had been hanging out in shopping malls since he was a child. He had the mood and time to read. In addition to being able to read, poetry and songs were like wordless scriptures to him. He couldn't understand them or understand them.
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But his mission must be completed.
Nangong Yu had an embarrassed look on his face, but he was always very thick-skinned, but he just smiled and said softly: "Young Master Qing is really joking, your father is a former Hanlin bachelor, and now he leads Langyun Academy, he is highly respected, so
Xiao Hou, a businessman full of copper odor, does not dare to compare with you. However, Xiao Hou also feels that his life seems to be too superficial if he continues like this, so he entered Langyun Academy in order to make himself well-informed.
See."
Nangong Yu's words were extremely humble, which made Liu Miao'er feel sympathy for no reason. She didn't know what the young prince was like to others, but in his eyes, money was very important to him.
So when it comes to making money, he slides like a loach. Now he belittles his own money in such a lowly manner. I really don't know if he is gritting his teeth when he says it.
But even after saying this, Qing Yuming didn't look good at all. The noble prince Nan Xijun just drank tea and didn't say a word. On the other hand, Zhou Yifeng patted Nangong Yu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "
It would be great if the young Marquis could humbly ask for advice, but the three of us brothers are all scholars and have always written poems and songs about romance, so I’m afraid the young Marquis won’t be used to it.”
Mr. Yi Feng, who just now said that being friends with the young Marquis was a good choice, but now seeing Qing Yuming's unkind expression, he changed his mind.
When Nangong Yu heard this, he smiled again: "Don't many people live like this in romantic days? Isn't it true that a young man is like a jade and a beauty is like a flower?"
With a "boom" sound, Nan Xijun, who was drinking tea at the side, suddenly put down the tea cup. The hot tea in the cup splashed out and fell on the back of his and Nangong Yu's hands. Nangong Yu immediately retracted his hand due to the burn.
He almost jumped up, but Mr. Nanxi Junnan was not moved at all. Instead, he took out a brocade handkerchief from his body and wiped the tea on his hands.
"Little Marquis, our romantic life is different from your drunken and glamorous life. What we believe in is that the book has its own beauty, and the book has its own house of gold. We ask ourselves not to be frightened by favors or humiliations, not to be impatient, and not to force ourselves. Now that we see Xiao Hou
With my appearance like this, Nan can only say that the little Marquis is too vulgar. Philistines will imagine beauty like flowers in the beautiful scenery of wind, flowers, snow and moon, and only vulgar people will be arrogant and domineering. Little Marquis, you are spilled by this little tea.
Making such a fuss is really not suitable for pursuing the path of literature, and the three of us no longer need a philistine who is full of money as a friend."
After saying that, Nan Xijun picked up the teapot on the small stove, poured himself a glass of water, and ignored Nangong Yu's embarrassed expression.
The tea in the teahouse was filled with fragrance, but Liu Miao'er smelled a mixture of freshness and bitterness. It must be that the person who didn't know how to make tea made the tea indiscriminately and messed up the taste.
The three young masters also smelled this strange smell. Qing Yuming frowned, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "This person who doesn't know how to make tea insists on being arty, and he really ruined his mood."
What literati are best at is using the past to satirize the present and using objects to describe people. Now when Qing Yuming said this, he naturally talked about Nangong Yu through the tea maker. Nangong Yu did not know how to be literal, but the irony was understandable.
It's very clear. These literati just sit there, don't take action and are not impatient. Just a simple word can make people angry instantly.
But who is Nangong Yu? Being able to be scolded by Liu Miao'er without changing his expression is enough to prove that he is as shameless as the city wall. Therefore, he pretended not to hear Qing Yuming's words, but let the servant with him
He took out a small purple sand jar and placed it in front of the three young masters.
"Although Xiaohou doesn't understand the fun of dancing and writing, he does know how to enjoy life. In this purple clay jar, there is Fengnan's fine Silver Needle White Tea. I know that the three young masters are all tea lovers, but Xiaohou really has nothing to do with it.
In order not to waste your tea-tasting skills, I will give it to a few of you."
Nangong Yu's indomitable spirit made Liu Miao'er on the side shed tears of sympathy for him. If he said no, he would just use inducements. I really don't know if he would use coercion after the inducements failed.
However, Liu Miao'er looked sideways and could see the faces of Qing Yuming and Nan Xijun. They both flashed with interest when they saw the silver needle white tea, but they didn't know what they thought of, and their expressions were slow.
Slowly it sank again.
"Little Marquis! What do you mean by this? Are you going to use this Silver Needle White Tea to win people's hearts?"
Among the three young masters, Mr. Yi Feng is the most dashing and does not mince words when he speaks. Hearing what he said, Liu Miao'er felt embarrassed about being exposed, but Nangong Yu was naturally calm-faced and heart-beating.
He admitted it and said: "Master Zhou is absolutely right. Since I want to make friends with you, I must be sincere. I am a businessman, and the only way a businessman can think of is to give gifts."
Nangong Yu smiled heartily, not concealing his purpose, which made Zhou Yifeng's eyes light up. But Qing Yuming was completely noble, pushing the small purple clay pot in front of Nangong Yu, and said in a deep voice: "
It seems that the Young Marquis has done some research and knows what we like, but if we are bribed so easily, it would be ridiculous to tell it. The reputation of the Third Young Master of Qincheng cannot be destroyed by a philistine like you. What does the Young Marquis want from us?
No, and the young Marquis doesn’t have what we want, so today’s party ends like this, I’ll go ahead.”
Qing Yuming stood up and left the table without giving Nangong Yu any face. When Nan Xijun saw this situation, he also smiled and said condescendingly with his noble temperament: "Little Marquis, I'm sorry that I can't accompany you. This Silver Needle White Tea
It's good, but if it's dirty, it's no better than the tea from the little tea stall on the street."
After saying that, Nan Xijun and Qing Yuming were about to go downstairs together. Nangong Yu's expression changed and he reached out to stop them, but was held by a hand that suddenly came out.
"Haha, there have been so many lofty scholars since ancient times. I have seen it today. It turns out that the dignified Third Young Master of Qincheng is also such a vulgar person! It really surprised Lin."
Refreshing laughter rang out, and a slightly childish voice rang out, successfully stopping Qing Yuming and Nan Xijun in their steps, and also caused the people in the teahouse who were quietly looking at them to start looking at them openly.
Qing Yuming and Nan Xijun turned around, only to see a handsome young man holding a swaddling baby in his arms. At this time, he was holding Nangong Yu, looking at the two people with disdain. Nangong Yu, who was on the side, saw the young man,
He showed a look of surprise and surprise.
"Sister Liu'er!"
Nangong Yu called out in a low voice, but as soon as he finished speaking, Liu Miao'er stepped on her hard.
"Young Master Qing, Young Master Nan, and Young Master Zhou, I'm Lin Jingyu, they are good friends of Nangong Yu, the young Marquis of Duanyang Mansion."
Before the two young masters could speak, Liu Miao'er had already introduced herself and handed Yue Jing to Nangong Yu, while she slightly cupped her hands and bowed to the three of them.
The third young master felt strange because of Liu Miao'er's sudden appearance. The young man in front of him seemed young, but he was inexplicably free and easy that others could not match. That kind of free and easy seemed to be only tempered by the catastrophes he had experienced.
Something that can only be acquired after going through the test of life and death.
But he looks like just a young and ordinary boy!
The three people looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Among them, Mr. Yi Feng even clasped his fists in return and said to Liu Miao'er: "Mr. Lin, what did you mean by what you just said? We ask ourselves if we can't reach it.
The realm of a saint is not good at anything and is called vulgar."
Obviously, several people were dissatisfied with Liu Miao'er's vulgar evaluation of the Third Young Master, but upon hearing this, Liu Miao'er suddenly laughed.