The small tea house lies in the lush bamboo forest, surrounded by clear springs, strange rocks and green grass, just like a paradise far away from the world.
Turning the coarse porcelain tea cup, I was surprised to see the thick green tea teeth floating, and I asked in a daze: "Little Xianyu, why don't you want to elope with me?"
In the thick shadow, his handsome face showed a hint of loneliness: "If you win someone, you won't get your heart. What's the point of just being with a clay puppet all day long? Rong Rong, I want your person, I also want your heart..."
The tea teeth are blooming, and the dark green leaves are dancing in the water, seeming to represent the ups and downs of life and the rolling dust of the world.
He suddenly smiled, like the faint sunlight behind the clouds, "Rong Rong, I understand that you and he are deeply in love. We can't live together in this life... in this life..."
Suddenly, my heart felt as bitter as the tea soup in a thick cup, "Little salted fish, I...I..."
Suddenly, along with the tinkling of the flowing spring and the rustling of the bamboos, he laughed in a lingering voice: "Rong Rong, elopement is about the right time, place, and people..." He glanced at the man standing behind me. The royal guard said, "Now... well, it's not very appropriate..."
"Pa", I slapped the table and stood up, "Little Xianyu, you lied to me!"
The smile on his handsome face melted into the sunlight, "I can't bear to have such a strong and powerful appearance. Come to think of it, only His Highness the King of Qin can bear it..."
After drinking half a cup of crude tea, I said angrily: "When I finish my business, let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
The wind moved the bamboo shadows, and there seemed to be a slight sadness on his smiling face.
Alas, I, Ye Rong, am not a careless lady. His love has been around for a long time, how could it suddenly disappear in the midst of talking and laughing? Since he doesn’t want to be a burden on my heart, I can just be a heartless person. People!
[The lady is coming]
In the empty teahouse, a few wisps of light smoke spread warmth, and a faint scent of tea lingered around the teeth and cheeks.
Alas, not seeing each other for one day is like three autumn months. Brother Xiaobai has been waving south for more than half a month, but to me it feels like it has lasted forever.
He successively recaptured six cities in the southwest, and his reputation in the army was growing day by day, and his deep lovesickness was transformed into ink and paper, which was passed between us day by day.
Last night, there was only one short line on the note he sent: Senior Brother invites you to a tea house outside the city on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year.
Speaking of which, Master has become a first-class teacher in the dynasty, and it is all thanks to his senior brother!
In his early years, Master traveled across mountains and rivers, and traveled throughout the imperial dynasty. That year, he met a young senior brother by chance in the northern part of the Great Wall.
The eldest brother is smart, smart, and eager to learn. Several interactions with the master made his enthusiasm for teaching and educating people grow steadily. The eldest brother also admired the master's extensive knowledge. Soon, he became my first disciple in Taixi Mountain. , later on, we gradually had twelve disciples.
A long time ago, I heard my tenth senior brother mention by chance that the eldest brother is the one who most resembles the master among all the disciples. It has nothing to do with appearance or temperament!
However, when I entered the mountain late, I had never seen my senior brother before. Now, fortunately, I was invited by the legendary senior brother who is like a god, and a group of little deer kept running around in my heart!
In the mist of tea, Xiao Xianyu asked quietly: "Rongrong, you are shy and timid, are you sure you want to meet your senior brother, not your lover?"
I curled my lips: "Hey, what do you know!"
I, Taixi Mountain, have three unwritten rules for recruiting disciples. The first one is good looks. I, Ye Rongtian, am stunningly beautiful. My fifth to eleventh senior brothers are also "fat and thin", each with his or her own charm. Senior brother, please refer to Master With such a harsh vision, what a famous person my senior brother must be!
Suddenly, a shadow loomed over him, and a burly man with a fleshy face and a beard like weeds walked into the tea room and asked in a loud voice: "Who is Bai Twelve?"
I rubbed my eyes, then rubbed my eyes again, "Big... senior brother?"
