Chapter 10 A glimpse of each other, not knowing each other

At the beginning of the evening, the people who were entrenched in the Su Mansion were already drunk and smoked after staggering, Su Ying stood at the entrance of the hall and sent everyone out one by one, and then returned to his own courtyard with the support of his subordinates, and then there were concubines who loosened their clothes and went directly into the account to rest.

The autumn night has begun to be cool, but the old lady of the Su family, Su Chengqi, has not slept yet, he sat under a lantern in the garden for a long time, and suddenly sighed to the maid beside him: "Go and call Miss over......"

The maid answered, and after a while, Su Qingyang, the daughter of the Su family who was neatly dressed, walked over from the deepest inner courtyard of the Su Mansion, and then sat down opposite the old lady with a calm face, and the pot of hot tea in her hand was also placed on the stone table.

"Still there's no way to break the game......"

"I'm thinking about it too, but I just think that the designer is very powerful, and he really spreads out everything in the past few days so that people can only watch, but it really can't be solved!" Su Qingyang frowned and sighed softly.

"If you think about it, I don't think there will be any changes...... Among the few families in this Jinjiang Town, I really can't find such a powerful person, so I'm thinking, maybe you should go and do it as soon as possible for the thing you said during the day......"

It seemed that when he talked about it, Su Chengqi's expression became different, and Su Qingyang looked at the elderly Su Chengqi with a particularly solemn look and asked, "But who is going and how to go?" Daddy is now very close to Wang Chengyan, I'm afraid it won't work......"

Su Qingyang's delicate face has a calm bearing that outsiders can't imagine, which is the reason why Su Chengqi is really willing to discuss some major matters with her - the so-called calm in every major event, even if it is just a man......

After a moment of contemplation, the already old Su Chengqi suddenly clenched his fists, the green tendons appeared under the dry skin, and a somewhat heavy sentence came out of his mouth: "I'll go!" ”

"Grandpa?!" Su Qingyang exclaimed, a flash of brightness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he asked worriedly: "This matter is really not discussed with Daddy?" ”

Su Chengqi sighed solemnly: "This is an opportunity!" If it happens, it will be a turning point for my Su family; If it doesn't work out, your father will probably have to be married to the Wang family, and you'...... Alas. I went, and Benkun could weigh it that week, if I hadn't gone and the matter would have leaked, it would have been a disaster for the Su family...... Only I went! ”

"Then I'll go with you!" Su Qingyang said with clear eyes, at least in this matter, she actually wanted to participate, after all, she didn't have a good impression of the eldest young master of the Wang family.

"Bad ......"

"I only sent you to the alley near Zhou's house, and then I didn't go in and show your face, it was dark and dark, and no one would see it." Su Qingyang tentatively persuaded.

Su Chengqi pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and then stood up and stood up for a long time without going out to move, retreated, and with the support of Su Qingyang, he walked out of Su Mansion from the small door in the backyard, picked a lantern and glanced at Chapter 10 in a low-key manner, and did not know each other

Went to Zhou's house.

……

Zhou Benkun invited Zhao Ming to discuss some things in the room, and by the way, he told him about the results of a few days, and his praise for Zhao Ming was endless, but Zhao Ming just glanced at the accounts handed over by Zhou Benkun with a smile, and then asked about some things he wanted to know, such as the situation of other towns around Jinjiang Town, and the details of Bianliang......

The two talked about the end, and suddenly someone outside spread the legend that the old lady of the Su family came to the door to ask for a meeting.

This shocked Zhou Benkun, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed, and then smiled and said to Zhao Ming that this old lady must have come for the grain store and was about to receive it. Zhao Ming frowned slightly, then got up and said, "Then I'll leave first......

"Alas! There is no need to retreat, you sit down...... I just happened to meet this powerful old man together. Zhou Benkun pulled Zhao Ming to sit down and said.

Zhao Ming thought for a moment, still shook his head and said: "It's better for me to retreat, it's not yet the final moment, if I expose it, it's not good after all, you have to hide a little more here." ”

Zhou Benkun thought about it, it was true, if Zhao Ming really still had the means to follow, he really didn't dare to let Zhao Ming be snatched away by others before the big thing was decided, and suddenly patted his head and let Zhao Ming go out first, and then let the old lady of the Su family come in.

One in, one out, one face.

The light was not very bright, the old lady of the Su family was helped over, Zhao Ming moved his long sleeves slightly to salute the old man, and then rubbed his body and walked over, without a word of communication.

Old lady Su's eyes were not very good, and she deliberately glanced at Zhao Ming and couldn't see his side face clearly, and vaguely saw that his figure was long and wearing a green shirt, not like a child of the Zhou Mansion itself......

Subsequently, he was introduced to Zhou Benkun's room.

Going out from the Zhou Mansion and walking to an alley not far away, a lantern suddenly appeared, and the yellow light illuminated a woman's face very strangely, Zhao Ming was suddenly frightened and took a step back, and then saw that it was really a woman who carried a lamp to guard there, and her figure was graceful, but it was a little weird to see such a beauty in the middle of the night, and I couldn't remember if I had seen this face for a while, Zhao Ming had to arch his hand, and then walked quickly.

Su Qingyang looked at Zhao Ming, who was walking away, and also gently patted his bulging chest and exhaled. She had seen Zhao Ming from the dark, and probably knew that Zhao Ming was a loser in the town who had no prospects, and she was startled when she saw him suddenly come out of the corner of the alley just now, for fear that this loser would do something wrong, but fortunately, all the false alarms passed in an instant.

The night breeze was slightly bright, the lanterns swayed slightly, Su Qingyang had the courage to wait at the entrance of the alley for about an hour or so, and the old lady of the Su family dragged his extremely tired body out, and then returned to the backyard from the backyard door in a low-key manner with Su Qingyang's support. Chapter 10 A glimpse of each other, not knowing each other

"After talking about it, Zhou Benkun said that he still needs to think about ......it," Su Chengqi sighed, and sent a sip of his own tea to his mouth, only then did he feel that his spirit had come back a little, after all, for an old man like him, everything has the inertia of nostalgia, and the tea is more palatable and refreshing.

"Oh...... I just hope that before the grain store is completely hopeless, the Zhou family can agree. Su Qingyang exhaled lightly, and gently rubbed her delicate little hands under the table, she had been carrying the lantern just now, her hands were not only a little cold, but also a little sour.

Su Chengqi sighed, and was about to get up and go back to rest, when he suddenly remembered something and sat down again, slightly furrowed his eyebrows and said in confusion: "I met a young man who went out in the Zhou Mansion before, but I couldn't see it really, did you see that person at the entrance of the alley?" ”

"See, it seems to be Zhao Ming, the loser who settled in the Zhao family, right? In the middle of the night, I don't know why ......" Su Qingyang said in a slightly disdainful tone, and suddenly stopped, looking at Su Chengqi with a surprised look on his face and said, "Grandpa said he came out of the Zhou family?" What did he do at Zhou's house? ”

"Is it the kid of the Zhao family? That's strange......" Su Chengqi frowned, and his eyebrows were full of puzzlement, muttering, "I thought it might be the one who gave Zhou Benkun ideas......

Su Qingyang frowned and Su Chengqi fell into silence again and thought for a while, and finally sighed at the same time: "Probably it won't be him...... Maybe it's just a coincidence! ”

Shaking his head, the old man walked slowly to his residence alone, and Su Qingyang was suddenly left in the park thinking about the scene in the corner of the alley, vaguely that Zhao Ming saw that he took a step back, and then bowed and left...... It looks like I'm scared away, but ...... Why did the rumored ruhood of such a ridiculous loser see himself as if he were seeing a stranger, and did not act superfluously at all?

Is it really freaked out?

After thinking about it, Su Qingyang couldn't figure it out after all, so he had to extinguish the wick and go back to the room to untie his clothes and get under the quilt......

(PS1: This PS is more important!) Because I said that I would write a new book, this book with an outline is written here, but the editor means that I am not suitable for writing this, so I thought about it, so I will send it out, and then solicit your opinions! The book is here, I should say that there is no ** to read, you probably have an idea in your heart! So, if you really want to read this kind of book, please go to the book review area to give a book review, you want to read it, I am ready to fight with the editor to write it, if no one wants to read it, then ...... I think about the new book again. Well...... That's pretty much it, a little sad! ）

(ps2: Recently, a lot of new friends have been reading the book Tanhua and giving a reward, thank you here, thank you for liking, I'm in a good mood!) Chapter 1: Exploring the Flower Lang in the Bright Moon Building!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words, the first chapter of the Mingyue Building in the flower Lang!

In the seventh year of Da Zhao, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the citizens of Bianzhou City were surprised to see a skyfire meteor piercing the dark sky and exploding with a loud bang on the outskirts of the city. In the early morning of the next day, the city guard of Bianzhou took people out of the city to check...

months later.

Facing the faint morning light, the prosperity of Bianzhou City opens a new day's picture. The candles in the inns in the city have not been extinguished, the cries of the peddlers' pawns have gradually sounded, the people who have eaten morning tea meet each other to greet each other, the vegetable farmers with fresh vegetables are shouting, the blacksmith opens the door, and the cloth shop loads the goods...... In the noise proves the prosperity of the city, this is Bianzhou.

"Hey, have any of you heard? What kind of good poems did the Tanhualang in the Mingyue Tower make last night? ”

Someone suddenly asked in the Li Ji morning teahouse, and then it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and someone came to chat one after another.

"Yes, Brother Li, have you heard? That Tanhualang is amazing, I heard that one poem a day will never be repeated, and the first poem is regarded as a masterpiece! ”

"But no, I only recently learned from my lady's mouth, and now this Tanhualang is probably famous in Bianzhou."

"This has to ask Brother Wang, Brother Wang heard yesterday that he drank and wrote poems with a few friends in the Mingyue Building!"

"Ouch, drinking can still be reasonable, Brother Zicheng don't mention any more poetry, I didn't believe Brother Wenda's words, yesterday and a few friends wanted to go to Mingyue Tower to try it, who knew that Tanhualang's face could not be seen, there was already a good word hanging on the building of Mingyue Building, alas... I can't bear to say it! A young man in a soap-colored robe sighed repeatedly, his face still a little pale and haggard, it seemed that he must have woken up from a hangover last night and had just woken up for morning tea.

"There's really a new work! Brother Wang said it, let everyone present appreciate it. Known as Zicheng, the son-in-law in an apricot yellow costume coaxed and said.

"That's right, Wang Yun, just say it, so that those of us who don't have the money to enter Mingyue Tower have a long insight."

"Say..."

Several people who were in a hurry suddenly became interested, and they all encouraged the young man named Wang Yun to speak out.

"Then I'll just say it, listen, hum... Hmph...."Wang Yun moistened his throat, and then began to chant loudly: [Huanxi Sha], a new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather was old. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Quiet!

By the time Wang Yun finished chanting, the surroundings had fallen into absolute silence, and even the little two who ran the hall were frowning and thinking about it in their hearts!

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, someone slapped the table heavily, shaking the tea on the table and almost jumping out of the cup, which also broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's really talented." ”

"yes, what a word!"

"Good words,

(Tianjin)