Although it is not a grand restaurant, it is a favorite place for elegant people in the city.
Here you can drink tea, play chess, listen to the piano, recite poetry, and paint. There is also a literary competition every ten days. The winning work will be hung in the small building until the next best work is selected, and then the crowd will select two
Works, the winner or loser is determined by whether to keep or replace.
There are a lot of people coming and going here, and it is true that few people dare to make trouble here. The main reason is that this is an elegant place. If there is a riot, everyone will be embarrassed afterwards, for fear of humiliating the gentleman. This is also because, in this small building,
There are three famous people who are well-known throughout the continent. Their literary talent, calligraphy, painting, and chess skills are so far rarely matched by anyone. It is not an exaggeration to say that these three people are highly virtuous and respected.
No one will dare to make trouble here.
As soon as Su Han stepped here, he was shocked by the atmosphere here, as if he had entered a college with a strong cultural atmosphere.
It felt like everyone who passed by her had the word "student master" on their head!
But Lan Yang, who was following her, had a more direct expression, and her whispers never stopped. If it weren't for Lin Haoxuan holding her wrist tightly, this child would have run up to others and asked them their names.
But she was still not idle. She kept asking Lin Haoxuan: "Is this the one named Qiu who is good at painting..."
"Is this the young master who writes poems... He's not good-looking either, but he has a good literary talent, right..."
"Look at that, is it...um..." Lin Haoxuan didn't cut off her voice until he rudely covered her mouth.
Xiao Muting only turned his head slightly, glanced at the two of them, and shook his head helplessly.
Lan Yang is indeed a little girl. She will still show her unstable side when seeing surprising things. Look at Han'er, her family, she doesn't. She follows him calmly. She is really a quiet little girl.
The appearance of a noble gentleman.
It wasn't until Su Han asked that he realized that he was wrong.
"Are these people here to visit the yard? They are walking around with their hands behind their backs, walking back and forth. Isn't this a place for writing, drawing and playing chess? Are they here to patrol? Are they afraid that someone will steal calligraphy and paintings?
"
"Pfft..." Lin Haoxuan laughed rudely, but immediately covered his mouth again, so that he and Lan Yang were the same.
Xiao Muting didn't know how to explain it, and there was nothing wrong with her asking. These people were a little too busy, wandering back and forth.
At this time, a kind old man in gray cloth hurriedly walked from the courtyard. When he saw them, he greeted them with a fist-in-hand smile from afar.
"Oh, His Royal Highness, King Chen, arrived and was a bit late to greet you. The little old man came late. Your Highness, don't blame me." The old man said with a relaxed tone and a smile.
Xiao Muting nodded to him with a kind expression: "Mr. Zou, are you trying to offend me? Please stop scaring me."
Then he introduced Su Han and Lan Yang: "This is Zou Wanqing, Mr. Zou, a great literary talent who calls himself a leisurely layman."
Lan Yang exclaimed, and immediately stepped forward and bowed his hands: "I have met Mr. Zou, and I have heard of his name for a long time, but I have never had the chance to meet him. I am really lucky to see him today."
"This is the beloved granddaughter that Prince Baoqing mentioned, Princess Lanyang. Not to mention, she is really elegant and elegant in men's clothes." Zou Wanqing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
"It's Lan Yang." Lan Yang looked at him with a smile.
I feel that this famous liberal arts university has no airs at all and is very approachable.
Su Han also bowed: "I've met Mr. Zou."
When Zou Wanqing saw that she was standing next to Xiao Muting, and the position between the two of them was still that of an intimate relationship, he knew a little bit about it, and there was no need to explain it.
He smiled again: "Mr. Chang is already waiting in the elegant room. Please come with me."
"Mr. Zou, has it been renovated here? There seem to be a few more elegant rooms." Lin Haoxuan asked, still holding Lan Yang's wrist and following a few steps.
"The young Marquis really has a good eye. It was completed just a few years ago to facilitate these talented people to express their feelings. But now it seems that it is still not enough. Let's talk about it later." Mr. Zou stroked his beard and said:
Arrogant and authentic.
Lin Haoxuan said with a smile: "If it looks like this, expanding another street may not be enough."
Mr. Zou glanced at him and shook his head: "It's not good to go down one street. People will be watching you. It's not very peaceful here now. There were people who wanted to investigate this place years ago."
"Who is it? You dare to come here?" Lin Haoxuan asked with a smile.
"Who else could it be? He just had enough to eat. He drinks two taels of yellow rice wine and doesn't know where the world is. He left in despair after just a few words from me. I guess he will have to think about it for a year when he gets home. How can he know who I am?"
You're just scolding him, that's fine." Mr. Zou snorted disdainfully.
Several people looked at each other and didn't think that the old gentleman was bragging.
Su Han particularly agrees with this statement. If a scholar wants to scold you, you will not be able to understand it without any knowledge. Even if you understand it, you may not know what it means. When you understand its meaning, you still don’t understand the specific meaning.
Once everything is understood, it will probably take a long time for this matter to pass.
Several people walked through the waterside pavilion, walked along the corridor, and finally came to a unique thatched cottage behind the courtyard. Zou Wanqing stopped outside Chaimen and extended his hand to them.
He smiled and said: "My mission has been completed. Everyone, please come in."
Xiao Muting gave him a fist and said, "Mr. Zou, please help me."
After Zou Wanqing saluted several people, he left with his head held high.
Lan Yang stretched his neck to look at the background he left, and then pouted.
Lin Haoxuan smiled fondly: "Why, what else do you want from Mr. Zou?"
"Mr. Zou is very famous for his literary talent. Even though I don't go out all year round, I know his name. It has been my long-cherished wish to ask for a name. But now that I have met him, I don't dare to ask him.
." Lan Yang shrugged his shoulders and said.
Lin Haoxuan smiled and nodded, tilted his head slightly to the top of her head, and whispered: "I'll beg for you later."
"Really?" Lan Yang's eyes widened in surprise.
Lin Haoxuan raised his eyebrows at her proudly: "Of course."
"Don't boast, Mr. Zou may not agree. You still don't know his stubborn temper." Xiao Muting poured a basin of cold water on him.
Lin Haoxuan grinned awkwardly, but when he saw Lan Yang's disappointed look, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Put it on me."
When he saw Lan Yang's grateful smile, he felt that everything was worth it.
At this time, Mr. Chang walked out of the thatched cottage quickly and bowed to them with excitement: "I have met His Highness, General Lin."
"Hongxi doesn't have to be polite!" Xiao Muting nodded to him with a slight smile.
Su Han heard the secret, and this person called himself a "subordinate".