Jialan: Crossing the Red Chamber

The New Year's Lantern Festival was so amazing that I couldn't help laughing.When I looked up, I saw the man listening to his footsteps, turning his head and smiling at him like a heartbeat, with a gentle and elegant smile.

Jia Lan also stopped.

The young man said: "The elegant room is here."

18, tangled, tangled

Standing on both sides of the door of the private room was a big man, dressed in black, with a very strong physique. When he saw a few people coming up, he bowed and opened the door, and respectfully said to the young man, "Master, please come in."

Qi Yi and Liu Xianglian didn't seem to be surprised by this. Jia Huan didn't care much about people, so they went in openly.Jia Lan frowned slightly and followed in.

The interior decoration of the private room is quite inconsistent with the old-fashioned exterior of the teahouse. Mahogany gauze curtains, carved screen fans, rare antiques are all available, and the simplicity reveals an undeniable luxury.

Jia Huan sat down on the chair, glanced at it briefly and said with a smile: "I didn't expect such a nice private room in this dilapidated teahouse."

Qi Yi pushed the refreshments in front of him, but didn't answer, Liu Xianglian wanted to speak, but looked at the young man, then closed her mouth again.Jia Lan was studying and didn't pay attention to Jia Huan's words.

The servant who served the tea was a man in soap clothes. His face was fair and his age could not be discerned, but judging from the lines on his hands, he was probably around 40 to [-] years old.

After pouring tea for everyone, he took a step back and said respectfully: "Please serve some tea, gentlemen." His voice was high-pitched and thin, like the boy's unchanging voice, or even worse.

Jia Lan heard the words and observed him even more carefully, but saw that the man had no beard on his face, and his gait and demeanor were slightly awkward, unlike a man's masculinity and sharpness, he couldn't help but thump in his heart.

Those who can use eunuchs as personal attendants must be members of the royal family.It's just that the country's surname is Shui, so what about the Yan surname?

With a flaming face, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Through the bead curtain at the door, the storyteller's ups and downs can be vaguely heard, making the room extremely quiet.

Qi Yi asked Jia Huan, "Didn't you say you went to Qingxu Temple to have a funeral ceremony?"

Jia Huan said, "I just came back."

Qi Yi asked again: "Have you encountered any interesting things?"

Jia Huan thought and thought, and said honestly: "There is nothing interesting. I only listened to Brother Liu singing today. I think Brother Liu is very beautiful in appearance and very good in singing."

Jia Lan was drinking tea with her head down, trying to pretend that she didn't exist, and when she heard Jia Huan's words, she almost spit out the tea.He covered his mouth and cough, secretly looking at Liu Xianglian.

Liu Xianglian was also hearty, and smiled indifferently: "Thank you for the compliment, I am ashamed."

Looking at Qi Yi again, he tapped his fingers on the table and said with a frosty face: "Liu Xianglian?"

Jia Lan suddenly remembered that when he first met Qi Yi, his dispensable eyes, and his tone of flat questioning, it turned out that it was not aimed at him alone, Qi Yi was so arrogant to everyone.

It's so frustrating.

Jia Lan said slowly: "Speaking of which, Brother Liu came to the Qingxu Guan gathering when he was so busy, and my third uncle and I haven't thanked you yet." Jialan and Jiahuan are very familiar with each other, and Liu Xianglian went to Qingxu Temple because of them.

Jia Huan didn't understand the twists and turns, but felt that Jia Lan's words were very reasonable, so he smiled and said, "That's right, Brother Liu let us see such a good show, we should thank you, Lan'er, come, we respect you." Brother Liu, have a glass." As he spoke, he picked up the wine cup in front of him.

Jia Lan stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass in front of him, but saw Heng Kong stretching out a hand to cover the wine glass.

"Yanrong" smiled and said, "You need good wine to thank you, Eunuch Mo, change it to 'Ten Miles of Fragrance'."

The soap-clothed man just bowed slightly, and went into the inner room, presumably in search of wine.

Jia Huan said: "You don't need to change the bar. I think this wine is very fragrant." As he said, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp. Then, with an ah sound, he lowered his head and coughed violently. Fan the wind quickly in front of his mouth, and shouted: "What kind of wine is this, is it too strong?"

Qi Yi helplessly patted his back.

Jia Lan's eyelids twitched, and he looked at "Yanrong", who was smiling and waving his fan contentedly.

Liu Xianglian raised her cup to her nose and smelled it, and said in surprise, "Isn't this the 'Guo Sangang' in Saibei?"

"Yanrong" smiled and said, "Brother Liu is really knowledgeable. This wine is exactly the 'Guo Sangang' of Saibei. The alcohol is extremely strong, and those who are not as good as Zhixue should not try it."

Liu Xianglian took a sip when she heard the words, smacked her lips, her eyes lit up and said: "Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved."

Jia Lan curiously picked up the wine glass and sniffed it. The strong smell of wine came to his nostrils, with a rough and cold taste, which felt very refreshing. For a moment, it reminded him of Erguotou in old Beijing.

Jia Lan raised his glass and drank it all. As the strong smell of alcohol dissipated from his internal organs, his whole body shivered violently, and he said hello three times.

This taste is not the same as the old Beijing Erguotou that was dragged to the hotel by classmates in the middle of the night.

Several people at the table watched him drink three glasses of wine in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

Jia Huan said, "Lan'er, you're crazy..."

The alcohol came to his head, Jia Lan's movements were slightly off, but his mind was clear, he gave Jia Huan a look and said: "You are crazy, I just think this wine is drunk."

Drinking heavily, eating meat, wielding a sword to wipe out enemies, and being proud of the world, this is every boy's biggest dream when he was young.It can't be completed completely, and it can be regarded as a great joy in life if it can be completed.

Liu Xianglian laughed and said, "Okay, since Mr. Huan and Lan'er are so forthright, how can I be left behind?" Then she poured three cups and drank them all in one gulp.

Jia Huan watched Jia Lan and Liu Xianglian drink three cups in a row, and suddenly got excited and called for Eunuch Mo to pour the wine.Qi Yi's face darkened.

Eunuch Mo looked at "Yanrong", "Yanrong" smiled lightly, and waved his fan slightly.Eunuch Mo stepped forward to pour wine for Jia Huan.

Qi Yi saw that Jia Huan had finished drinking, and said in a deep voice, "Remove 'Guo Sangang' and go get Shili Piaoxiang."

After 'Ten Miles of Fragrance' was served, Liu Xianglian sniffed and sniffed the wine glass in her hand, and then said quickly, "My lord is indeed a man of temperament, and each of these wines is more precious than the other." Dropping his mouth, Fang remembered the silent gesture just now, and couldn't help feeling uneasy, and looked at "Yan Rong".

"Yan Rong" didn't answer, but his expression became three points darker, and the folding fan in his hand also stopped.

Jia Lan's eyelids twitched again, he rubbed his wine glass and said nothing.

Jia Huan asked in surprise: "My lord? Who?" He looked at Qi Yi with a suspicious look.

Qi Yi raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I look like me?" Da Lala's tone was very disdainful.

Jia Huan looked and looked again, and answered honestly again: "It's not like."

Qi Yi raised his eyebrows even higher: "Do you think my temperament is not like that of a prince?"

Jia Lan secretly slandered, others suspected that he was, he felt he was underestimated, others admitted that he was not, and he felt he was underestimated, Qi Yi is really awkward.

Jia Huan was honest, seeing Qi Yi was in every possible way, so he had to ask: "How do you want me to answer?"

Qi Yi choked in his throat, couldn't get angry at Jia Huan, so he sneered at "Yan Rong": "There are not many people in the world who know your identity?"

"Yanrong" waved his fan leisurely: "Business is not a matter of benevolence and righteousness. Young Master Qi, you became angry and made fun of this king. Not only did this king not punish you for being disrespectful, he even played with you for a while. Now you have missed the trap. How can you blame this king again?"

Qi Yi snorted coldly, "What a boy, you actually put on airs in front of me."

"Yanrong" said: "Brother, don't forget, this is the capital, not Jiangnan."

Jia Lan touched his ears, he seemed to remember that Qi Yi was the eldest son of the Qi family in Jiangnan.Since these two are senior brothers, it should be said that they get along very well. Why is the smell of gunpowder so strong now?

Having said that, when he arrived at the teahouse with Jia Huan and Liu Xianglian, he vaguely saw Qi Yi and "Yan Rong" coming down the stairs. Could it be that the two were going to leave soon after their talk, and according to what "Yan Rong" said? Said that the two did not seem to have reached an agreement.

So, now...he, Jia Huan, and Liu Xianglian have become the legendary iron meat, and they are still sandwiched between two sides.

Qi Yi and "Yan Rong" were still arguing peacefully back and forth.Jia Lan looked at Liu Xianglian, that guy was drinking wine with his head bowed, as if he was beaten to death without looking up.Jia Lan looked at Jia Huan again, the child was watching the two people around him chattering blankly.

Jia Lan sighed secretly, tapped the table with his fingers, and coughed lightly.

All four pairs of eyes were focused on him, Liu Xianglian admired him, Jia Huan was confused, Qi Yi was fierce, and his "flaming face" was indifferent.

"Yan Rong" closed her fan and said, "Lan'er has something to say?"

Looking at those smiling eyes, Jalan somehow remembered that Lantern Festival night again.He was stunned for a moment, quickly pinched his fingers, and then slowly said: "I have a question to ask now."

Qi Yi said coldly: "Say."

"Yan Rong" glanced at him, made a gesture of invitation with his fan, and said with a smile: "Please tell me."

Jia Lan took a deep breath and asked, "Dare to ask what the prince's title is?"

"Yan Rong" said indifferently: "Bei Jing."

Jia Lan originally thought that he would be very excited, so excited that he would jump up and hug the person in front of him and shout, "So you are the Prince of Beijing, Shui Rong, I have always admired you", but when things came to an end, he could only do so.

Jia Lan pushed back the chair, pulled down his skirt, knelt down, and said in a respectful voice: "...Jia Lan pays his respects to the prince."

Seeing Jia Lan's action, Jia Huan didn't think about it, knelt down and said in a daze, "Jia Huan sees..." Before he could finish speaking, Qi Yi scooped him up and pushed him down on the stool.

Qi Yi looked at the expressionless Shui Rong and said with a sneer, "I mean, how did you cooperate so much today, that's why."

Shui Rong sighed