The Madam was so shocked that she never expected that Han Jiulin would casually take out a middle-grade elixir as a meeting gift.
She opened her mouth wide and exclaimed: "Young master, your handiwork is too great. This is a middle-grade elixir! Young master, look at me. In fact, my beauty is not much worse than that of Yu Xuanyan. I can do anything you ask me to do.
Let me be your sweetheart!"
In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, some cultivators who came here to have fun, after feeling the breath of the middle-grade elixir, all looked over with salivation. Some of them were advanced cultivators and were even eager to try it.
, want to snatch the Fire Silkworm Pill.
The Madam noticed these people's evil thoughts, her face darkened, she immediately put her hands on her hips and asked in a cold voice: "What do you want to do! Are you still planning to grab something from my hands?"
If anyone dares to behave unruly in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, I will make him walk around in pain!"
The cultivators who coveted the Fire Silkworm Pill looked at each other, immediately became polite, and stepped away with smiles.
Han Jiulin watched all this with cold eyes and had some guesses about the forces behind the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
The Madam's ability to intimidate these strong men with just one sentence may be related to her advanced cultivation, but the most important thing is the huge background behind Xiaoxiang Pavilion and its intimidating power.
There must be a reason why the Xiaoxiang Pavilion has been able to stand in the imperial city for many years.
After such an interruption, the Madam was embarrassed to lean on Han Jiulin again. Han Jiulin asked, "Can you take me to see Yu Xuanyan now?"
With a middle-grade elixir worth more than 100,000 yuan in hand, the Madam had no nerve to refuse Han Jiulin, and immediately said with a smile: "Of course, Young Master, you come with me."
The Madam took Han Jiulin out from the back door of the hall on the first floor. Behind the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there was a cave, like a fresh and elegant mansion.
There are pavilions and pavilions, gurgling water, and gardens at regular intervals. In each garden, there lives a top girl.
Most of the lights in the garden were on, and there was the sound of playing the piano, strings and bamboos, and the sounds were pleasant to the ear.
It is completely different from the hustle and bustle in the attic hall of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. It is really a quiet place in the hustle and bustle, with a different artistic conception.
Han Jiulin murmured: "Elegance to the extreme is vulgarity, vulgarity to the extreme is elegance."
The Madam who was walking in front was slightly surprised when she heard Han Jiulin's words. After thinking deeply, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her impression of Han Jiulin could not help but improve a bit.
At first, she only regarded Han Jiulin as a rich nobleman. However, although a woman in a romantic place is engaged in the business of welcoming and sending guests with a smile, she actually needs to be recognized by others.
Sometimes, a love word from a handsome young man can make a brothel girl leave everything behind. It is precisely because she has gained a sense of recognition from the other person and feels that she is a valuable person, not just an object to be welcomed.
At this time, Han Jiulin's words made this bustard, who had been through the world for a long time, feel like he had found a close friend.
"Sir, Yu Xuanyan's garden is just ahead. Please wait outside for a moment. I'll go in and pass the message for you."
After a while, the two came to the deepest garden. There was a stone carving sign on the circular arch of the garden with the three characters "Qingxiu Garden" written on it. Green vines climbed up the walls on both sides, and a quiet fragrance of flowers wafted from the yard.
come out.
Han Jiulin glanced at the garden, stopped, nodded, and said, "Thank you."
"Young Master, you're welcome."
The Madam's attitude became somewhat respectful, which was much better than the attitude just now. She treated her more like a friend than a benefactor.
The Madam walked in with a smile, and soon walked out with a face of joy, and asked curiously: "Sir, how did you and Yu Xuanyan know each other before?
After I told her what you said, she was so happy that she even sent away the distinguished guest "Mo Liunian", one of the top ten heroes in the imperial city?
Did you know that Mo Liunian is Yu Xuanyan's best friend? His appearance, literary talent, and conduct are all recognized as the number one among the younger generation."
Han Jiulin replied calmly: "Miss Xuanyan and I just met by chance."
"What a chance encounter."
As a voice passed, a handsome man wearing a white prince's robe was seen walking out of the small garden. This man was slender, handsome, and had an aura of unearthly aura. Behind him, there were
Two maids wearing white dresses and veils.
This is Mo Liunian, who is known as the most talented man in the world.
While Han Jiulin was in the Imperial City, he heard people mention Mo Liunian several times.
This man is known as the most talented person in the world. He is very talented and is especially good at composing poetry. Moreover, his spiritual talent is also extremely high and his cultivation is profound. He is one of the ten outstanding figures in the imperial city.
The top ten outstanding figures in the Imperial City have long been famous throughout the Imperial City. Compared with them, whether it is Han Jiulin, Zheng Man, or Tang Mingxi of the Sixiang Palace, they can only be regarded as rising stars, and there is no comparison.
The top ten talents in the imperial city are all geniuses who have been admitted to Guangming Academy in the past ten years, and most of them are the first in the class! The real geniuses who surpass their contemporaries!
Mo Liunian came to Han Jiulin with a faint smile on his face, like the spring breeze blowing on his face, without the slightest hint of arrogance.
He took the lead and bowed slightly to Han Jiulin, and said in a humble manner: "A man who can be welcomed by Miss Xuanyan must have something special. How do you call me brother?"
"Han Jiulin."
Han Jiulin returned the gift.
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
Mo Liunian straightened up and said with a smile.
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
Han Jiulin cupped his hands, passed by him, and entered the small garden.
After Han Jiulin entered the small courtyard, a pretty maid was already waiting outside the door. She called Mr. Han respectfully and welcomed Han Jiulin in.
The house is filled with a faint fragrance, and there are poems, calligraphy and paintings on the walls, which is quiet and elegant.
Yu Xuanyan was sitting behind the guqin, her face still covered with a white veil. Her figure was soft and her temperament was refined. She was lowering her head in confusion, looking at the things in her hands.
At this moment, her slender fingers were holding the Fire Silkworm Pill.
Suddenly hearing footsteps, she retracted her attention, turned her head to look at Han Jiulin, opened her mouth slightly, and said uneasily: "Mr. Han, this gift of yours is too precious, how can I bear it?
rise?"
Han Jiulin smiled lightly and said: "It's just a middle-grade pill, it's nothing. You have saved my life, and even a hundred middle-grade pills are not as much as one ten thousandth of this kindness.
Today, I made a special trip to fulfill the promise I made to you three months ago."
After saying that, he turned to look outside the house and shouted: "Madam, come in!"