Huamanlou Colleagues Suddenly Have Peach Blossom's Heart

Yang Yue put the tea leaves into a tea tureen and soaked them in boiling hot water, and the steam with the fragrance of tea curled up.

The panicked heart slowly returned to calm, and the skillful movements reminded her of the time when she sat drinking tea with her parents, and her mind was peaceful and peaceful.

The same tea in the hands of different people will taste completely different, which is related to the character and technique of the person.

My father often said that one must forget the scorching colors of the world and feel the clarity of the heart, only when everything is silent and the world is empty of dust can one be a master.

After seven dips and seven bubbles, the tea aroma is distinct.

After the first layer of water is brewed, the aroma of tea rises from the cup, and the aroma of tea is tangy;

The second layer of water is brewed, mellow and sweet;

The third layer of water has been brewed, and the richness is not fading;

The fourth layer of water has been brewed, and the faint fragrance of flowers seems to disappear;

After the fifth layer of water is brewed, the fragrance of tea gradually permeates;

The sixth layer of water is brewed, the taste is light, long and elegant, and the fragrance is quiet and quiet

The seventh layer of water is brewed, and the water passes silently, leaving a clear rhyme. Where can I find the strings on a moonlit night.

Everything has a cause and effect, but cultivate this life and not seek the next life, be neither arrogant nor impetuous, quarrel, argue, contend, or rob, not be afraid of troubles, not cause troubles, and not avoid troubles.

The tea is slightly sweet in the mouth, and a scent of tea slowly seeps into the heart from the nose, and the limbs and bones are indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

Although you can’t see the flowers and plants in Baihualou, you like to place the flowers and plants on neat shelves in a circle, and circle around the tea table. The flowers and plants are lush and layered. Just like in the woods, the sunlight sprinkles sporadically on the tea table, or through the beams of the big trees as tall as Baihualou scattered into the house, the air is filled with a faint scent of grass and trees, mixed with bursts of fragrant tea and refreshing vegetation The taste lifted the spirits of the tea tasters present.

Holding the big cup he specially prepared, Lu Xiaofeng groaned: "Sweet! Miss Yang, your tea is really fragrant. Come, give me another cup."

Hua Manlou laughed and said, "Lu Xiaofeng, what's the difference between your tea and beef chewing peonies?"

"Isn't tea just for you to drink, what's the difference." As if wanting someone to agree, Lu Xiaofeng turned to Yang Yue and said, "Right, Miss Yang."

Yang Yueyi was quiet and relaxed, she smiled and didn't respond, there seemed to be water ripples in her eyes, and the Yingying Qiushui looked at Huamanlou quite emotionally from time to time.

Lu Xiaofeng looked around, teasing beyond words: "Although I know that Qitong is born to be good-looking, most girls like it, but don't lose your soul."

Hua Manlou was sitting upright at this time, although he was not smiling, but his whole body was warm and elegant, holding the teacup with his slender fingers, he blew lightly on the water vapor, his whole face was hidden behind the mist, looking hazy and beautiful.

Yang Yue admitted generously: "The sexual desire is also human nature. Everyone has the desire to love beauty, let alone me as a mortal."

"Pfft!" Lu Xiaofeng sprayed water in shock, coughed a few times and saw Yang Yue's face was calm, while Hua Manlou's ears were quietly red. Wan Xianshu, I thought the girl was like a boudoir girl from another family, but I didn't expect that Miss Yang is also a real person."

Yang Yue lowered her eyes to hide the deepness in her eyes. She put down her teacup and whispered, "Just tell the truth, Playboy is really good-looking."

What a truth!This may or may not be due to the fact that the two are in love, but well...

Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously: "I don't know what kind of Ruyi Langjun Miss Yang wants in the future? It's Hua Manlou like... uh." Seeing Hua Manlou's face that was about to turn dark, he quickly pointed to himself and said: "I'm so handsome and extraordinary?"

"..." Didn't Lu Xiaofeng have any idea in mind?

Before Yang Yue was 17 years old, she also thought about who would be so unlucky to like her, or be liked by her, or who would be unlucky to marry her. She thought about it until the year her parents passed away, and she gave up. The two of them can make a cold-hearted and cold-blooded person like her care more, and no one will care about her like those two people. Moshang is like jade, a gentleman who is unparalleled in the world."

"Oh, we also have such characters here." Lu Xiaofeng thoughtfully pointed out, "Isn't Qitong just like that?"

Hua Manlou's ears turned red, and he scolded in a low voice: "Lu Xiaofeng!" The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, but it could be seen that what he meant was duplicity.

"If I was at home, I would definitely choose Playboy, but now I'm afraid it won't work." Although she may not like her, she doesn't care, anyway, they are all good-looking at home. If you resist, hehe .

Yang Yue pursed her lower lips, and praised without hesitation: "Qitong is naturally the best, but unfortunately it doesn't suit me."

Hua Manlou originally wanted Lu Xiaofeng to shut up and stop saying things that would be misunderstood, but she still couldn't help but want to know what Miss Yang thought of him, but he was a little disappointed in the end, why wasn't it suitable?

Seeing Huamanlou's apparent disappointment, Lu Xiaofeng pretended not to know, and asked Yang Yue, "Why isn't it suitable? For unmarried men and unmarried women, Miss Yang is engaged?"

"Of course not." Yang Yue thought of her parents' love for her when they were alive, and said desolately: "But if my parents were here, I'm afraid they wouldn't choose Playboy as their son-in-law."

Lu Xiaofeng was really curious, and asked: "Why?"

"Because..." Naturally, it's because the three views don't match, and because her parents know her true temperament, if they want to choose, they will choose someone who is good-looking and good at martial arts. After all, she also has many enemies. If she can't protect herself, She will be abandoned by her in a few minutes. In order for her to grow old together, she hasn't settled down until she is seventeen. I can't say these things, so what reasons should I say: "My father prefers those who live close to home and have a small population. Yes, looks and martial arts can't be better than him." There are many people, and there are many right and wrong, I'm afraid she can't help but beat them up, even though she has always been "good".

Lu Xiaofeng: "..." It's not good to have a large population. If they were afraid of being bullied, the Hua family would never do that. On the contrary, the members of the Hua family are very easy-going and will never oppress others.

It would be a bit annoying to ask any more, so he changed the subject and said, "Come on, pour me another cup, this tea is really fragrant."

Yang Yue smiled, and didn't want to mention it any more, just showing off a bit: "It's natural, my father is a master in tea art. Although I haven't learned the first or second level, I still know some simple ones. My father said Yes, making tea is just to enjoy and kill some time.

Lu Xiaofeng said with interest, "Oh, I don't know how Miss Yang is doing at home, let me tell you about it?" Lu Xiaofeng complained: "To tell you the truth, I've long been tired of Qitong's way of killing time, it's not very innovative, boring Tight. Why don’t you listen to the new ones and see what’s different between you two.”

Yang Yue smiled gently: "My family is very strict in education, Mr. Lu is used to running around in the rivers and lakes, so I'm afraid it won't be interesting to hear it."

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng still wanted to know, Yang Yue took a sip of tea, and thought about it a few times in his head: "I started my enlightenment when I was four years old, entered school at the age of six, and studied the knowledge taught by the elders at home until I became an adult. , very little free time, and nothing interesting to talk about."

Lu Xiaofeng opened his mouth exaggeratedly and said, "Four years old!!! Why so early? What did you learn?"

Hua Manlou was very concerned about the topic just now, and couldn't help but said: "I remember you once said that you are the only daughter in the family, is this to recruit a son-in-law?"

Yang Yue thinks this is normal. She has a senior who started enlightenment as long as she can remember. She was too late. At that time, she thought she should hide her clumsiness, but she was tricked instead. Seniors, talented people.

Those who are gifted are all diligent and studious, and she is nothing like a mortal.

"No, my family has always been like this." Yang Yue said with a normal expression on his face: "The six arts of a gentleman, rites, music, archery, imperial, calligraphy, and mathematics. Eight elegant, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, Poetry, incense, flowers, tea. Five virtues of etiquette, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom, and faith. The five virtues are compulsory, and you can choose a few others. Sewing and medical skills, the Yang family must not be contemptible and shallow people."

Lu Xiaofeng caught the dropped chin and asked, "Aren't you tired from studying so much?"

Hua Manlou was also shocked, learning so much is more than enough to pass the number one exam: "What do you want to do after learning so much?" If all the descendants of the Yang family studied like this, they would definitely be high-spirited and talented. Birth will inevitably cause turmoil.

"Fortunately, it's actually quite comfortable. You can take any class you want. You can just pass the exam for the six arts and eight virtues you choose to study, and you can sit in on the others." After all, in that learning atmosphere, I really don't feel that there is anything outside difference.

There must be someone like him, Lu Xiaofeng let go of half of his heart, and asked curiously: "Then what did you learn?"

Yang Yue held back the hair next to Lian's ear and said in a low voice: "I'm not talented, I only learned rites, music, books, mathematics, and specialized in cooking."

Resentment from Lu Xiaofeng, a scumbag: "..." In order to regain self-confidence, Lu Xiaofeng asked cautiously, "Don't you find it boring?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Are you talking about yourself?"

Lu Xiaofeng, who only knew how to sneak around when he was a child, climbed trees, dug out bird nests and went down rivers to catch fish: Please let me go!

"Sometimes." Yang Yue thought for a while and decided not to hit Lu Xiaofeng: "I put the script in the textbook, and read the script for the whole class."

Lu Xiaofeng said as if he had found a bosom friend: "Ha, I like this too, what are you looking at? Gifted scholars and beautiful ladies or weird talk?"

"Neither of them." Yang Yue narrowed his eyes and said, "It's a storybook of reasoning."

"Reasoning? This is the first time I've heard of it." Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously, "Has Qi Tong seen it?"

Hua Manlou shook his head: "Never."

Lu Xiaofeng put down the cup excitedly, looked at Yang Yue with sparkling eyes and said, "Then Miss Yang, tell us quickly."

"You can't understand me when I tell you. This book was written by a knowledgeable elder. I can still understand three parts of it. The rest is all guesswork. How about I tell you about my family's lonely book collection? If you come to I’m a guest at my house, so I’ll lend you which book you like.” It’s not because she wanted to trick her, since she always said it around the corner, why don’t you let her play a straight ball.

"What's so interesting about a lonely copy?" Lu Xiaofeng said boringly.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't like it, but Hua Manlou liked it very much: "What is the orphan copy?"

Yang Yue has always been proud of being a Changgemen: "My family also knows that it is from the Changgemen in the Tang Dynasty. Changgemen likes to be elegant and clean, and has always loved to collect everyone's works. After hundreds of years of inheritance, it is natural to collect books. It is estimated that there are thousands of poems written by Li Shixian alone..."

Lu Xiaofeng smacked his lips and counted the Yang family's library, um, it's deeper than the palace's collection... If it is revealed to the market, those literati will probably go crazy, if they don't rob Yang's family, they will steal someone's house, what kind of living dead Cheats are all excuses.

The layout of the Yang family that Yang Yue talked about can be used, the world is so big, it is impossible that no one has seen it, so I will ask Dazhi Datong when I have time.

Yang Yue was talking vigorously, and the homing pigeon that kept screaming "cuckoo" flew over Yang Yue's head: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Pfft."

Hua ManLou: "?"

Yang Yue shook her head, and the carrier pigeon flew up. After Yang Yue stopped, she nestled in her hair again: "..." She took down the carrier pigeon dumbfounded. The carrier pigeon is very cute, and it is not messy when Yang Yue grabs it. move.

Yang Yue saw the letter tied to the carrier pigeon, and handed it directly to Hua Manlou, saying, "It should belong to your family."

Hua Manlou touched the ink on it and said: "The old house sent me a letter asking me to go back, the Wen family has visitors."

When a rotten peach blossom meets a true peach blossom, one must die, Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously looked at Yang Yue.

Yang Yue: "???"