"You go out."
Mu Twelve Niang said to Sun Xi.
She quickly walked out the door.
Immediately, Twelve Niang nodded to the seat directly opposite her: "Sit down."
It was just as she expected.
This Mr. Shen is using hard-to-get tricks again, as if he is shining brightly, but isn't he actually trying to win the beauty's favor?
Mu Twelfth Mother was in this business, so she treated him calmly and invited Shen Li to have tea with a smile.
The tea has changed again.
Become the tea of Nanwu.
Although it is not as precious as Wuyan Tea, its name is still resounding, and it is called "White Crane Alley".
Shen Li deliberately expressed surprise: "Excuse me, Twelve Niang, is this tea from Baihe Alley?"
"Master Shen is really a master of tea ceremony. You can tell just by smelling the aroma of tea... Yes, it is indeed the White Crane Alley of Nanwu."
"Wuyan tea is monopolized by the powerful people of the Southern Wu Dynasty and cannot be sold in the Sui Dynasty. Counting down, the best one is the White Crane Alley."
"It's a pity that I don't have much here. I only brought two taels with me when I visited Qifeng City, and I've almost finished drinking them now."
Shen Li took a sip, the taste was slightly sweet, and a stream of fresh air quickly flowed between his tongue and teeth.
This is the origin of the name Baihe Lane. Words are the hall, and Baihe is the fresh air.
"Although I am from Nanwu, I rarely drink tea like this in Baihe Alley. It is only because the tea has a sweet and special aroma that I still remember it fresh."
Mu Twelve Niang seemed to remember something: "Do you want Mr. Nan Wu to drink this tea?"
"Often used to entertain distinguished guests."
"Master Shen even knows the affairs of the ministers and wants to come from a noble family."
The fat, white-haired cat seemed bored and clumsily crawled into Mu Twelve's arms.
He meowed at Shen Li, found a comfortable position, and dozed off.
"My family background is average. Most of Nanwu's families are those from the north who fled south to seek refuge. Compared with them, I'm not worthy."
Mu Twelve Niang didn't want to let the white cat fall asleep, so she deliberately teased her, "I have heard about the picturesque scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and the talented people like crucian carp crossing the river. I have been thinking about one day to live in the south of the Yangtze River for a while. Now it seems that, If the Northern Sui Dynasty does not unify the Southern Kingdom, I may not be able to go there in my lifetime."
"It doesn't matter, maybe in the future if the Southern Wu and Northern Expeditions are successful, the Twelve Mothers can still go to the south of the Yangtze River."
"Ha~ I won't argue with you."
She poured tea for Shen Li.
Rou Yi is not white, and cannot be compared with Song Wanru.
"Speaking of which, I heard an interesting story recently, related to Nanwu."
"All ears."
"Is there Kou Xiaowan in Zuichun Tower in Kaixi City, Nanwu?"
Why are you talking about Sister Song?
Shen Li immediately cheered up.
Nod.
"Peach Blossom Fan Kou Xiaowan?"
"Her story is somewhat similar to mine."
Not only are they similar, I also made reference to the story between you and Lan Jue and mixed it into it.
"Talents and beauties are most entangled in love, and the stories in them are mostly tragedies."
Shen Li replied.
Mu Twelve Niang sighed: "Yes, the stories of talented men and beautiful women are all the same, and there is nothing much to say."
"Isn't Kou Xiaowan missing? How did Twelve Mother find out?"
Shen Li asked knowingly.
She sneered: "There is nothing missing. Now Kou Xiaowan went to Luojing Caiyun Temple under the name of Peach Blossom Fan."
"Caiyun Temple is..."
"It's not as good as Pingkangfang, but it's not much different. So far, I don't know whose property Caiyun Temple belongs to. I only know that it has a great background and is a high-ranking official in Luo Jing. Very few people are willing to offend, etc..."
Mu Twelve Mother suddenly stared at Shen Li.
Asked word for word.
"May I have your name?"
"Xiaosheng, Shen Shixiu."
She frowned, as if confused: "As far as I know, in the Peach Blossom Fan story, the scholar who is entangled with Kou Xiaowan is called Shen Shixiu, not you, right?"
"Twelveth Mother is joking. There are many people in the world with the same name. At my age, do Twelveth Mother think that the story between me and Kou Xiaowan will happen?"
Looking carefully at the young man sitting opposite, Mu Twelve Niang shook her head: "You are seventeen or eighteen years old. You don't look like Shen Shixiu who is entangled with Kou Xiaowan."
"That's it."
"It's strange that someone with a name like Shen Shixiu is rare in the world, and someone with the same name actually has the same name."
"There are all kinds of things in the world, and the principles of sages and sages cannot be explained clearly. The name is too heavy, and it is nothing more than a trivial matter."
Mu Twelve Mother immediately drank tea with a smile on her face.
The white cat crawled into her arms.
He giggled so funny that he almost spit out tea.
"When it comes to Zui Chun Tower, I heard that there is a young man who wrote the poem "Qing Ping Tiao". The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is rich. Do you know?"
Unexpectedly, this poem has reached Luo Jing.
It is truly true that no one in the world knows poetry.
"Of course I know, this poem was written by that young man to make Kou Xiaowan smile."
Shen Li said.
"Oh? There is such an anecdote?"
"I thought it was another beautiful talk between a talented man and a beautiful woman, but I didn't expect that a dispute quickly broke out in Zuichun Tower. Kou Xiaowan disappeared out of thin air without a trace, and the whereabouts of the young man is also unknown."
This kind of thing has long been spread all over the world.
Mu Twelve Niang smiled and said: "I have heard about this. You are about the same age as the boy who wrote the poem. Could it be that you are him?"
"Twelfth Mother really likes to joke. At home, I have always been despised by my seven aunts and eight aunts for being an ignorant and unskilled playboy."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no, you don't look like a playboy. With your appearance and temperament, you look more like a gentle young man from the farming family."
"The Twelve Mothers really know how to praise people."
"I am a guest from afar. Now that you are in my room and the white cat has got into my arms, how about singing a song for you? You can also decide whether it is better to be the Yubainiang from Zuichun Tower in Kaixi City or the cat. Are the lyrics wonderful?"
Of course the young man is willing: "Thank you for your help, Twelve Mothers."
The song was "Recalling Immortal Postures".
Words:
There was a feast in the deep cave of Taoyuan, with a clear song and dancing phoenix.
I always remember that when I wanted to say goodbye, I went out with tears to see each other off.
Like a dream! Like a dream!
The waning moon is full of falling flowers and smoke.
It took Shen Li a long time to come back to his senses.
As expected of Luo Jing's popular "cat-loving lyrics", no matter the singing style or basic skills, it is impossible to criticize.
Her appearance and figure may be part of her current fame, but her singing skills must be a bigger part.
Luojing is the capital of the Northern Sui Dynasty. There are countless beautiful girls, but only a few stand out, especially in Pingkangfang Flower Viewing Tower. There are so many beauties in Qifeng City, not to mention the Pingkangfang in Luojing?
The young man sincerely praised: "Only when you listen to the lyrics sung by Twelve Niangs can you know how beautiful the melody is."
"Master Shen is so complimentary."
She seemed happy.
Just acting.
In recent years, as the name of Yong Mao's lyrics has spread, countless public officials who have heard her singing have received rave reviews.
That is, reply politely.
"Master, please have some tea."
"Twelve mothers also drink."
The two raised their glasses, smiled at each other, and drank tea leisurely.
This time it was Shen Li who picked up the teapot and poured tea. Seeing that he had something to say, Twelve Niang waited quietly.
"'Recalling the Immortal's Posture' is indeed a good ci. Speaking of which, in late spring and early summer, I also composed a song called 'Recalling the Immortal's Posture'."
"Oh? I wonder if I can hear it?"
"Shi Xing is here, Twelve Mothers have to listen even if they don't want to."
She covered her mouth and smiled.
Shen Li cleared his throat.
He chanted slowly.
Lotus leaves are growing in Nanpu, and green poplars are flying on both sides of the bank.
Where does the late carp wind destroy the colorful sails?
Standing still, standing still, there is a river of mist and rain outside the building.
Lotus leaves are growing on the southwest water surface, and catkins are floating on the trees on both sides of the river. In the evening, where will the wind carry the smell of carp? Standing there, standing there, all I could see was mist and rain falling on the river outside the building.
This song "Recalling Immortal Postures" describes the rivers, lakes, ponds, and the time when the lotus leaves are first born. The water is slightly exposed, green, and the delicate and pleasant feeling is perfectly expressed.
On both sides of the river, there are rows of green willows, with graceful branches and catkins flying all over the sky. The artistic conception is quite charming.
However, there is not a single word in the whole poem that mentions the feeling of parting and lovesickness, but Mu Twelve Niang suddenly felt that Shen Shixiu was writing about parting and lovesickness.
"Where is the carp wind in the evening, destroying the colorful sails? Standing still, standing still, there is a river of mist and rain outside the building." Mu Twelfth Mother murmured to herself.
Asked immediately.
"Did Mr. Shen send this word to his sweetheart?"
"That's for Twelve Mothers."
Shen Li smiled.
She was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and said, "Young Master Shen just now said that he is a playboy with no learning and no skills. Just based on this song "Recalling the Immortal Pose", he has no relationship with the young master."
After saying that, Mu Twelve Niang couldn't wait to sing to the tune of "Recalling Immortal Postures".
The young man listened quietly.
"Master Shen, can you give this word to me? I will definitely repay you generously!"
Instead of saying "I", say "I".
In the world of mortals and among the piles of money, no matter how pure-hearted and stoic people are, after hanging out together for a long time, they will develop the habit of being blind to money and making decisions based on the wind.
Shen Li smiled brightly: "If Twelve Mother likes it, it's yours."
"Thank you, Master Shen. I would like to..."
"No need, as long as Twelve Mother tells a few truths." The young man smiled broadly.
"truth?"
"Exactly, Twelve Niangs told me some truth. From now on, this song "Recalling the Immortal Pose" will be yours. With Twelve Niangs' singing skills and this song, she will definitely be more beautiful than any other girl in Pingkangfang. adversary."
Very tempting.
But Mu Twelve Niang is a woman who has been among smart people for a long time. How could she not know that the conditions proposed by Shen Shixiu are more expensive than money and treasures.
"Okay, what truths does Mr. Shen want to hear?"
Since visiting the house for the second time, talking to Mu Twelve Niangs, and following the guidance, this is what I have been waiting for.
Even though the fishhook is straight, the one who wants it will take the bait.
Obviously, she did it voluntarily.
"Is all the information Twelve Mothers gave to Shangguan Xi true?"
"..."
Mu Twelfth Mother's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the young man with a harmless smile.
I couldn't help but hold the white cat tightly in my arms. The white cat felt the force, meowed wildly, and struggled to escape.
She forcefully grabbed the white cat and kept it in her arms.
Swallow.
"Master Shen is Shangguan Xi's man?"
"no."
"Young Master is..."
"Don't ask. Now that I've arrived at your boudoir, I have no intention of leaving empty-handed, or leaving alone after listening to your truth, or taking you with me and finding a place to slowly interrogate you."
Picking up the tea cup, Shen Li drank leisurely in Baihe Alley, as if these words were still words of praise, not threats.
"I see."
Mu Twelve Mother nodded.
"Young master has made a big circle and is waiting here for me to fall into trap."
He didn't reply.
"The information given to Shangguan Xi about the Copper Coin Society and Pingkangfang is all true."
"Where's the information that wasn't given?"
"Sister Yun'er from Qifeng City has a very mysterious identity."
"Lingquan Gate?"
"I don't know about Lingquan Gate."
Shen Li shook his head: "The Twelve Mother still hasn't told the truth."
"I said that!"
"You didn't say it!" The young man stared at her: "You have been discovered by them a long time ago, and what you are doing now is all under the instructions of others! Aren't you afraid that Shangguan will kill you after the wedding?!"
"I...I, I, I..."
"I can save you. After all, you are dead and no one will sing my song "Recalling the Immortal Beauty"."
