Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

The rain got heavier and fell in an uproar.

The pavilion is transparent on all sides, and the wet wind seems to be cool. Walking through the pavilion, the scholar shivered unconsciously: "I'm here... I'm going to mulberry forest..."

"Sang Chenglin?" A Luan was still looking at the scholar, with a smile still in his voice, but the light in his eyes became darker, and asked: "The surname Sang is rare... do you belong to the family of Sangbutang, the governor of Zhili?" person?"

Sang Chenglin blushed immediately, waved his hands quickly, and said, "No, no... I'm just a little scholar, how can I climb up to Sangbutang..."

After the scholar finished speaking, Shi Yin turned to look at A Luan.

A Luan noticed it, so she raised her head to look at Shi Yin, her eyes were clear, and she asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Shi Yin paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "It's nothing..."

He had already guessed that Aluan's identity was different, he should be a child of some prominent family, but today, Aluan's identity was probably higher than he guessed.

But nothing.

The only person he handed over was A Luan, as for his identity... A Luan didn't care, so he didn't have to care.

A Luan blinked her eyes, feeling a little puzzled, but she didn't continue to ask any more questions, and turned to look at Sang Chenglin who was still standing there, she closed her eyes, and looked completely innocent again. Asked curiously: "Sang Chenglin...why did you come here?"

Sang Chenglin replied very honestly: "I came to Daxing Temple to ask for a lottery, because the lottery I asked for has not been solved, so I wandered around in the temple... I thought it was raining too much and I lost my way, so I went I strayed into the master's abode..."

Hearing this, A Luan frowned and continued to ask: "Since you entered by mistake, why don't you leave?"

Shi Yin didn't interrupt, but shook A Luan's hand again.

A Luan noticed it, so she raised her head and blinked at Shi Yin again.

Shi Yin understood what A Luan meant, so he let him go.

Sang Chenglin didn't seem to understand the meaning behind the words, and he replied honestly: "I heard the master play an ancient Liling song, and I admire him very much, so..."

"Ancient Liling song?" Aluan interrupted Sang Chenglin before he could finish speaking, and shook the hands still held by him and Shi Yin, and asked unhappily, "Why?" I haven't heard of it?"

Shi Yin pursed the corner of his lower lip, the expression on his face was still the same, but there was a slight change in the light-colored pupils, he said: "You have heard..."

A Luan remembered: "It's... the one from last time?"

Shi Yin nodded slightly: "Yes."

A Luan was still dissatisfied, she curled her little finger and scratched Shi Yin's palm lightly, and asked, "But didn't you tell me last time that it was an unknown ancient song? Why does it have a name now?" ?”

Shi Yin felt the swipe in the palm of his hand, and felt as if his whole arm trembled, even more than that.

He unconsciously held onto the culprit of the evil.

Then a small cry of pain was heard.

Shi Yin immediately came back to his senses, and after realizing what he had done, he immediately let go of A Luan's hand.

Aluan didn't go to pull Shiyin again, but she just clasped her two hands, and quickly put her back behind her.

These small actions are only for a short time.

Sang Chenglin didn't notice any abnormality between the two people in front of him at all, and explained to Shi Yin very frankly: "This... young master, you are wrongly blaming the master!"

"This piece is indeed unknown, but because it is all recorded in the Liling music score, it is commonly called Liling ancient music."

"The nameless ancient song that the master said is also very correct!"

When A Luan heard the answer, she didn't look very happy, she still clasped her hands behind her back and said, "Oh, really. You know a lot."

I don't know if Sang Chenglin really didn't hear it, or if he was very wise and foolish, or just smiled straightforwardly, and said: "Young master, you are absurdly praised... It's just that I don't do business properly, and I read miscellaneous books on weekdays, so It’s just a little bit about these.”

A Luan snorted lightly and didn't speak any more.

Shi Yin looked to the side, saw that A Luan's clothes were a little wet, frowned, and asked, "Are you... cold?"

Hearing this, A Luan turned to look at Shi Yin, blinked and asked, "Me?"

Shi Yin nodded.

A Luan sniffed, looked at Shi Yin aggrievedly, and said, "It's cold..."

Shi Yin avoided A Luan's eyes unnaturally: "Go to the tea room, I'll make you a pot of tea."

Hearing this, A Luan immediately squinted her eyes and laughed: "Okay."

Like a nice kid.

Shi Yin still caught the light in A Luan's eyes in his peripheral vision, the light was pure and clean.

Probably I was overthinking myself.

It's still raining.

A Luan's umbrella was still alone in the rain to catch the rain.

Standing under the eaves of the pavilion, Aluan looked at her umbrella, thought for a while, then tilted her head, looked at Sang Chenglin, and shouted: "Scholar, can you do me a favor, go pick up my umbrella and give it to me?" me?"

Sang Chenglin didn't care about it, and immediately went to get his umbrella: "It's a trivial matter, I'll pick it up right away."

His umbrella is very old, and it rained heavily today, and the surface of the umbrella has been damaged in one or two places.

Shi Yin raised his hand, stopped Sang Chenglin who was about to go down, and said calmly: "No need to pick it up, I have an umbrella too."

"Aluan, you are with me."

A Luan looked at Shi Yin, their eyes met, and after a slight pause, A Luan nodded and said with a smile: "Okay."

So, Shi Yin and A Luan shared an umbrella, and Sang Chenglin followed behind them. The three of them went back to the house one after another, went into the tea room and sat down.

After a pot of tea was ready, Shi Yin poured three cups.

It was also Sang Chenglin's luck that the cup that Han Zongyan used last time was still alive.

Sang Chenglin held the tea, took a sip, tasted it carefully, and sighed: "I didn't expect the master not only to have extraordinary piano skills, but also to be proficient in this tea ceremony!"

"The tea made by the master is really excellent. I tasted it, and it is not much better than Qingfuju's!"

A Luan and Shi Yin were sitting on the same side, rubbing the mouth of the cup with their fingertips, feeling the temperature of the tea passing through the wall of the cup to their fingertips, hearing this, they glanced at Sang Chenglin who was sitting opposite, and asked: " Have you ever been to Qingfuju?"

Qingfuju is one of the most prestigious teahouses in Beijing.

There has long been a saying that a cup of tea is worth an ingot of gold.

Sang Chenglin nodded without showing timidity, and said frankly: "Yes, I went to a book club meeting once."

Hearing this, A Luan nodded slightly, but did not ask any further questions.

The three of them drank tea quietly.

After drinking a cup of tea, Aluan asked: "Shi Yin, is the game of chess that I haven't finished with you last time, is it still there?"

Shi Yin nodded, instead of looking at A Luan, he replied, "Yes."

A Luan stood up and said, "Then let's continue."

"I went back and thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a way to break the formation. I will try it today and see if I can win."

Shi Yin responded: "Okay."

A Luan and Shi Yin sat down at the chess table.

Just picked up a white piece, A Luan glanced to the side, saw Sang Chenglin standing over in a daze, twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Why did you follow me?"

Sang Chenglin said: "I also like chess, may I watch a game here?"

"I will never speak, just be a gentleman watching chess!"

A Luan clutched the white ball in his hand, raised the corner of his lips and smiled: "Okay."

The author has something to say:

The light bulb with the surname Sang lights up online (in addition, the surname Sang is actually not uncommon, as far as the plot requires, ignore it

(Besides, the teacup will be washed after use! So! It’s not dirty! It’s hoarse to prove that the master loves cleanliness! And this cup will also cui!

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Aluan: Master, your Buddha mind is unstable.

A certain master: ...