Chapter four hundred and seventy fourth what Xu Gongzi
She laughed: "That's really nonsense. There was no master in my dream."
Xiaoman also laughed: "That's right, even in reality there is no master. Where in the world can you find someone who can make an umbrella better than Miss? Miss Bai was an umbrella fairy in her previous life."
Bai Suzhen scolded: "How can there be an umbrella fairy? Xiaoman, you are also talking nonsense. But..." She thought for a while: "There is no one who can make an umbrella better than me."
"who?"
"The boss of Qingtang, Bai Suzhen."
Xiaoman tilted his head: "The boss of this Qingtang is really weird. His name is Bai Suzhen. He seems to have no name or surname."
"It's strange, but I really want to see what kind of person can make such a good umbrella."
Xiaoman suddenly burst into laughter: "Miss, you have met him. You even gave him an umbrella a year ago."
Bai Suzhen was a little surprised.
Xiaoman reminded: "The broken bridge in the West Lake, the plain plum blossoms."
"Broken bridge in the West Lake, plain plum blossoms?" She recalled briefly, and a figure gradually appeared in her mind. She was tall and straight. She gave all the umbrellas to the child next to her and let herself get wet in the rain. She had never seen it before, but yet
A sense of deja vu arose from the bottom of my heart. "It's a pity, I didn't see clearly what it looked like."
"I can see it clearly." Xiaoman beamed a little: "He's more handsome than those young men. I'm going to make a tribute umbrella soon, and then the lady will be able to see him."
Speaking of this, Xiaoman suddenly became worried: "This time I am making an umbrella, can my body hold up?"
Bai Suzhen got up from the bed, walked to a table, and touched a picture scroll: "The imperial edict has been issued, so it doesn't matter whether I can hold it or not."
"But it's very strange. There is no tribute umbrella from ancient times to the present. I don't know what the emperor wants to do. If you have the strength to do this, you might as well fight..." Bai Suzhen covered her mouth before she could finish her words.
"Xiao Man, don't say such words again."
Xiaoman also realized that he had made a mistake, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Xiaoman will never say it again in the future."
Bai Suzhen slowly opened the scroll on the desk: "Since the imperial court wants to do something, there must be a reason for it, and I also have a reason why I can't fly away."
She stared closely at the scroll in her hand: "Xiao Man, I want to make the best umbrella, even if I risk my life."
On the scroll, a huge, complicated and gorgeous umbrella appears on the paper, with nine dragons intertwined and majestic.
Just next to the umbrella, there are two words written - Huang Luo.
"Hey, you're not stupid, are you?"
Yujizi's voice came again, which brought back Bai Suzhen's memories. The scene in front of her changed back to Chonghua Palace. Looking at Yujizi's appearance, Fairy Bixia was really tired.
"You go, I will consider what you say carefully."
Fairy Bixia issued an order to expel guests, but Yujizi didn't want to stay any longer, so she turned and left. Watching Yujizi leave, Fairy Bixia hurriedly fell asleep on the table.
Ye Long in the other room was experiencing something in his sleep.
There seemed to be no more disturbances at night. When Ye Long opened his eyes again, it was already bright, and the sunlight came in through the bright yellow bed curtains. Ye Long smelled a light fragrance on his pillow,
"Huh? What does this smell like? Is it because I spilled my cologne?" Ye Long opened his eyes, "Um, what the hell? Why am I in such a retro bed?"
Ye Long was surprised to find that he was actually sleeping on a large carved bed, with intertwined dragons carved on the headboard and bedposts.
"Ah, Mr. Xu, you're awake!" A child opened the bed curtain and looked at Ye Long who was in a daze on the bed.
"Who are you?" Ye Long looked confused and tried to recall his trip last night. He only remembered that he felt very tired after returning home last night, then took a shower and went to bed. He heard a sharp sound in the middle of the night, and then nothing happened.
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"Young Master, it's true, when you came to see my Young Master Jin last night, I was the one who led you the way." The child complained jokingly.
"Boy, who do you call Master Xu? Who is Master Jin?" Ye Long grabbed the kid's sleeve and asked doubtfully.
"The actor Jin Feng respectfully sends Mr. Xu Xian off!"
A cold voice came in from the side. Ye Long saw a pair of naked feet through the cracks of the bed curtain. They were not big, pink and tender, like a child's.
Ye Long got up from the bed and saw a child wearing a light pink gown, about fourteen or fifteen years old, sitting on a stool beside the table. The tea bowl in his hand was tilted, and the tea spilled on his hand without feeling hot. His face
He was arrogant and looked out the window coldly.
"Xiao Jiu is waiting for Mr. Xu to change." The child on the side helped Ye Long put on a long robe with a coiled collar and narrow sleeves, put on his black gauze hat, and put on his boots. Then he walked to the door and made a "please" gesture.
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Ye Long rubbed his nose and thought it would be better to leave here quickly and figure out what was going on.
After leaving the door, Ye Long found that he was actually in a courtyard, a scene that could only be seen in wealthy families in costume dramas. Ye Long thought about it and decided that it was more important to find out who he was first, in case he was some heinous person.
Man, that would be terrible.
Hey, why do I feel so bad after a good sleep? That weird sound, and the inexplicable time travel. Doesn’t it mean that people can only travel through time if they are hit by a car or struck by lightning? Also,
Can I time travel to someone I know? Who is this Xu Xian?
"Xu Xian, why are you still here? My father has something to discuss with you."
While Ye Long was still complaining wildly and his inner depression index soared, a middle-aged man wearing a python suit stood in front of him.
"Oh!" Ye Long realized that he had no time to figure out the current situation, so he decided to take it one step at a time, so he agreed casually.
"Huh? Xu Xian, are you feeling uncomfortable? How many times have I told you that if you feel uncomfortable, just ask the imperial doctor to come to the house to see if it affects the government affairs." Ye Long looked up and saw the middle-aged man looking at him with a loving look on his face.
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"Well, okay." Ye Long was still confused and didn't understand what he was talking about.
"Forget it, you should have a good rest. I'll ask the imperial doctor to come and check on you." The middle-aged man sighed, turned around and ordered, "Yan Kuan, send the young master back to his room. I will call the imperial doctor Wang over later to show the young master."
"Yes, Master." A man dressed as a boy came over and said, "Master, please go this way." The boy came over and helped Ye Long out of the yard.
After leaving the courtyard, Ye Long was surprised. He thought that the courtyard was already very big, but he didn't expect that there was a long corridor outside the courtyard, and there was no end to be seen on both sides. The pillars of the corridor were carved with various entrenched dragons.
It is a lush garden with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, fake rocks and strange trees.