Flower forest tobacco, drizzle and breeze, this is the spring in Jiangnan. The sun is fresh and warm, and it makes people feel comfortable all over.

Spring is bright, with clear blue sky and cloudless, birds singing and flowers blooming, and butterflies flying among the flowers in pairs.

Seeing the branches of apricot blossoms spread out from the low earth wall on the roadside, Shangguan Shanshan thought and sang: "A few branches of red snow on the wall, count the green mountain houses on the screen. How bright can one get in spring?"

After singing, Shangguan Shanshan used a fan to pick Li Luotang's chin with a ruffian look.

Li Luotang brushed away her fan, glanced at her, and sang in concert: "In March, it is better to be drunk than to wake up."

Shangguan Shanshan smiled and sang: "The remaining flowers brew honey of bees, and the drizzle mixes with swallow mud. The green window and spring sleep are late."

"Who calls it? The orioles sing outside the window." Li Luotang was forced to sing again.

"A curtain of red rain and peach blossoms fade, and the shadows of the willows fade ten miles away. The Jinling flower wine is far away for a moment."

"The original word is Luoyang." Li Luotang corrected her.

"As the saying goes, sing any song when you go to any mountain. When we are in Jinling, we should sing Jinling." Shangguan Shanshan raised her eyebrows, "Come on, beauty."

Li Luotang spat lightly and sang: "It's late spring, and it's so idle that old bees and butterflies are gone." She also changed two words.

Shangguan Shanshan's eyes flashed slightly, "Sir Gu, who can sing well with me and Yiyi?"

Without waiting for Gu Ting-hyun to answer, Shangguan Shanshan said again: "It's useless to ask you. You must have said it's good to sing."

Gu Ting's ears are red, "each has its own characteristics."

This is the truth. Shangguan Shanshan used her true voice, which was slightly low, with clear words and solid and clean.

Li Luotang's voice is sweet and bright, like a kingfisher playing water, or like a yellow oriole singing, and is also unique in charm.

Shangguan Shanshan asked Duanmu Lin again, "Young Master Duanmu, what do you think?"

Duanmulin smiled and said, "The big string is as loud as the rain, and the small string is as sharp as the whisper."

"I understand, it's better to sing them one by one." Shangguan Shanshan sighed, "I shouldn't have asked more questions."

"You sang the best." Li Luotang smiled.

Shangguan Shanshan smiled, "I'll listen to it."

Qingliang Mountain is not high, but just as Liu Yuxi wrote in "The Inscription on the Humble Room", if the mountain is not high and there is immortality, it will be famous; if the water is not deep and there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

Kong Ming once observed the situation in Jinling and made a comment that "the dragons in the mountain are coiled, and the stones are lying on the tiger's house." The tiger squatting on the river bank refers to Qingliang Mountain.

There were already many people sitting on the ground, chatting and laughing in the open space at the foot of the mountain, and some people took out kites and flew there.

"Oh, forgot to buy a kite." Shangguan Shanshan said regretfully.

"It's easy to fly kites, just buy them with a lot of money." Li Luotang suggested.

Shangguan Shanshan curled her lips and said, "Forget it, I have money, I would rather buy food."

The four of them did not stay at the foot of the mountain, but went up the mountain.

There are several roads up the mountain. Shangguan Shanshan picked up the road on the west side, "Let's go and see the Saowede Tower."

Saowyelou was the place where Gong Banqian settled in his later years. Because he once painted monk's robes and made Saowyelou Pass, he named his residence Saowyelou.

Gong Banqian once commented that there is a platform on Qingliang Mountain, also known as Qingliang Platform.

On the stage, I saw the river scattered in front, Zhong Fu pillowed in the back, Mochou on the left, spoon water like a mirror, Lion Ridge on the right, and soil like a eyebrows. Yujia is below this stage

The four of them walked very quickly, and soon they saw the small building hidden among the green trees from afar.

As time goes by, Saowed Yelou is no longer the Gong family's home. I don't know who is in his hands, but it has been converted into a teahouse.

"After walking so far, we go in and have a cup of tea and take a break." Shangguan Shanshan climbed up the steps.

When I entered the teahouse, I found that the teahouse was decorated very elegantly, with two calligraphy and paintings hanging on the left wall.

In a painting, there is a pot of tea on the table, with a few fresh fruits scattered beside it, and orchids are placed behind it. The bright moon sets off the swaying bamboo shadows, and the whole painting looks very quiet.

In another painting, an old man and a boy sat on the ground, and the boy held a fan to cook. The old man lowered his left hand and raised his right hand slightly, tasting tea and discussing the Tao.

The boy was on his right side, looking back and listening.

The postscript reads: Tea Saint Tasting Tea.

Obviously, the old man in the painting is the tea saint Lu Yu.

On the right is a carved ancient shelf, with various bonsai, strange stones, exquisite tea boxes and other objects.

The guy asked the four of them to sit down, "What tea do the four young men want to drink?"

"What kind of tea do you have?" Shangguan Shanshan asked.

"There are famous teas everywhere." The guy said unfairly.

"Then let's have a pot of Biluochun." Li Luotang said.

"We bring these pastries, can we eat them, right?" Shangguan Shanshan asked.

"Young Master can do whatever you want." The guy smiled.

The shop sells tea, and the pastries are the simplest mung bean cake and red bean cake, which customers don’t like.

"Drinking tea and eating tea cakes are delicious and suitable for the sake of the situation." Shangguan Shanshan picked up a square, translucent piece of pastry with green green.

Li Luotang also took a piece and took a bite. It was oily and fragrant and glutinous, with a long aftertaste.

The guy came with a pot of hot water, four tea bowls, and a small plate of tea on the tray. At this time, a little boy suddenly ran in from the door of the store and knocked over the tray on the guy's hand.

Seeing that the hot tea was about to pour on the little boy, Li Luotang couldn't sit still and rushed over.

He lifted the little boy with one hand and went to the side, holding the tilted tray with the other hand.

The little boy was saved, and the hot water did not spill out, but Li Luotang frowned slightly.

Shangguan Shanshan and Gu Tingxian both saw it, and Shangguan Shanshan asked, "But they were scalded by tea?"

Gu Tingshi asked: "Did you get to the place where you were injured by a stick yesterday?"

"Yes, you were hit by a stick yesterday. Is it serious?" Shangguan Shanshan asked with concern.

"Not heavy." Li Luotang smiled.

At that time, she had already used her skills. Although she could not avoid the stick, she was only skin trauma and did not hurt her muscles and bones.

If it was serious, she would not have been able to deal with it for so long last night.

Of course, it was still a little affected. If Gu Tingqi hadn't appeared, she would have had some trouble to kill those two people.

"I'll give you medicine when I go back to the inn." Shangguan Shanshan regretted it a little. She shouldn't have been joking yesterday, and she forgot that Li Luotang had any injuries.

"Okay." Li Luotang smiled slightly.

The guy bowed to Li Luotang and said, "Thank you, my son, thank you."

The little boy's parents came over, grabbed the little boy, and slapped him twice on his butt, "Look at whether you are still running around?"

Then he thanked Li Luotang, "Thank you, the young master, for saving the child."

"It's nothing. If you take good care of your child in the future, you won't be so lucky every time." Li Luotang said with a faint smile.

"You're talking." The man smiled.

He and his two companions took the little boy to find a table and sat down. The tea they wanted was also Biluochun.

After a while, the guy brought the tea. One of the three of them asked with a smile: "Brother Wen, do you know the legend of Biluochun?"

"I don't know, I hope Brother Chen will tell you." The man with his son smiled.
Chapter completed!