Huashan Gate

　　 I don't know when, the sky began to rain, and the rain connected the sky and the earth like a thread, shrouding people in a misty drizzle.

The spring rain is like this. Once it starts, it is difficult to clear the sky, as if God is arrogant with humans. Spring is a very beautiful season of the four seasons. Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, everything is revived, and a vigorous scene is visible everywhere. People who have been ill for a long time, walk in the mountains, and the disease may be better than half.

　　 But God is not willing to leave this opportunity too much to mankind.

　　 Yu Yu hates rain, and Doudou does the same. Now I hate it even more, because the teahouse has not been opened for ten days. Sitting behind the counter of the teahouse, Doudou is sad, looking sadly at the deserted streets outside, thinking secretly how to save food in the future. Frugal.

　　 You know, the rent for this house has only been paid for three months, and all their money has been spent on this teahouse.

　　 If the teahouse does not open for a day, then they have no income for a day, and it’s really bad to sit and eat in the sky!

　　 Yu Yu was watching the "Chang Yuan Yin" in the bedroom in the backyard, and after killing Li Fu, he remained behind closed doors. What was the impact of this incident on the outside world, he didn't want to ask, how did the government of the holy city handle the case, he didn't want to know.

　　 In the afternoon, Doudou was looking sadly at the pattering light rain outside the door, slowly passing a person in his vision, holding an umbrella, as if deliberately walking down the street with a very simple step. Because of the umbrella blocking, Doudou couldn't see the person's appearance. Out of boredom, he watched the streets without people for a long time, and suddenly a person appeared in front of him, Doudou stared at the person subconsciously, and kept looking at him.

　　 Just when the man was about to walk past the entrance of Yanyun Tea House, he seemed to feel something. He couldn't help but glanced into the room, and he met Doudou who was sitting in a daze behind the counter. Doudou was startled, and instinctively smiled at the person, and he could roughly see the person's appearance.

　　 That was a middle-aged man, in a coarse cloth gown, with a sword hanging from his waist, a sword that didn't look very eye-catching. After staying in the holy city for a while, Doudou discovered that people here like to take this sword out of the house. There are many weapons, but people here seem to prefer to use swords.

　　 Yu Yu told him that these people were either martial artists or practitioners. Using swords has always been a tradition in Yan country, so the research on swordsmanship has reached a very high level in Yan country. As for why those people like to use swords, especially practitioners like to use swords, Yu Yu doesn't know. The martial artist understood that it was because of sword practice that it was possible to reach the ultimate state of martial arts in this country. Other weapons, due to the use of fewer people, have a lot less exercises passed down.

　　 The books and swords are of the same origin. Therefore, the streets and alleys of Yanguo are full of study rooms, and there are bookshops everywhere. There are couplets, famous posts, middle halls and so on. The people of Yan country have a very high level of calligraphy.

　　Many swordsmen are calligraphers themselves!

　　 does not seem to be very old, but Doudou seems to think it is wrong. At first glance, he looks like he is in his forties, but at first glance he seems to be younger, or...older! The appearance is very ordinary, a strand of black beard seems to be the only sign, not too long, quite like a literati, and the eyes are as calm as water. When Doudou looked at it, it seemed that he quickly forgot the face of this person, and it was hard to remember. But Doudou didn't care, she put all her thoughts on the teahouse business.

　　 After a faint smile at Doudou, the man turned his head, ready to continue on his way, but just turned his head, he subconsciously paused, stopped, and turned his face again to look in the direction of the teahouse.

　　 The man held an umbrella, like a tree in the wind, motionless, even without any movement of his clothes, as if standing in another world.

　　 Doudou curiously focused his gaze on him again, and found that his gaze seemed to be focused on the couplet in the teahouse. Occasionally I raised my head and looked at the full signboard. On a plaque that was not too big, Yu Yu wrote "Yanyun Teahouse" in cursive four words! The man just stood there, motionless.

　　 Doudou couldn't help standing up, came to the door, and said timidly, "Sir, do you want to come in for tea?"

"Drinking tea?" The man found Doudou coming out of the house and was taken aback, as if he hadn't completely walked out of the look just now. "Teahouse? What is it for? Isn't it a tea shop?" People asked.

　　 Doudou's face turned red immediately, and he whispered, "It's not tea, we sell tea!"

　　 "Selling tea?" The man looked at the shy Doudou in amazement, and couldn't help smiling bitterly, "There is such a living in this world?"

"Well, our tea is delicious, sir. Would you like to come in and taste it?" Doudou saw such a customer when he was almost desperate without a customer for ten days. Although it looked like a coarse cloth, it didn't look like A rich man, but he can make some money by making him a bowl of the lowest tea!

　　 The man stood at the door thinking for a while, then looked at the couplet at the door, the plaque on it, nodded, and walked inside.

　　 Doudou's face immediately showed a long-lost smile, the kind of open-eyed smile!

　　 The man passed the umbrella in his hand to Doudou and walked inside. Opposite the door of the tea house is an aisle with tea places on both sides and four seats on one side. Walking to the middle of the tea house, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at this not very big tea house, his body froze for a while, and suddenly he froze.

　　 This person's eyes never looked at other places, but stared at the front wall firmly. The Yue Fei Man Jiang Hong written by Yu Yu did not hide the heat and shock in his eyes.

　　 The character is two meters and five meters long and 1.5 meters wide. It is hung on the southern wall and can be seen when you lift your eyes. It is very eye-catching. As soon as he walked into the room, the majestic aura from the words rushed over his face, which was hard to stop.

　　 "Mr.?" Doudou put his umbrella and saw that the man was standing in the middle of the passage, and refused to go inside. After waiting for a while, Doudou whispered.

no respond!

　　 "Sir?" Doudou reminded again, but still no response!

　　 "Sir?" Doudou raised his voice and shouted.

"Oh, oh" the man seemed to have just woke up from some kind of shock, but his face still had an obvious unbelievable look." Little girl, dare to ask, who is Yu Yu under this word? He wrote Is this the character?" The man looked respectful.

Doudou frightened one. A middle-aged man with such a demeanor of everyone used a respectful look and tone at her little hairy girl. This was the first time she met, and said timidly, "Yes, Yu Yu is my young master. This picture was written by him a few days ago, and this poem was also written by him. He said it was hung here to solicit guests!"

　　 "Your son?" The man stunned, "How old is your son?"

　　 "Dissatisfaction Sixteen!" Doudou answered honestly.

　　"Dissatisfied with sixteen?" The shocked expression on the man's face became stronger when he heard this answer, as if he could not accept the answer, "Can you please come out to see you?"

　　 "Oh!" Doudou nodded, "Find a place to sit down and I will make you a pot of tea!"

"Youlao girl!" The man really found a place where it was easy to observe the character and sat down, looked at the decorations on the table, but couldn't help but shook his head and murmured to himself, "Interesting, interesting, this is what teahouse?"

　　 Hearing that there was a customer in the shop, Yu Yu jumped up from the chair, put the book under the pillow, came out from the inner room with a spring breeze, strode towards the teahouse, Doudou followed closely behind him.

　　 "Prepare tea, prepare tea, want good tea, do you understand good tea!" Yu Yu reminded all the way.

　　 "Got it!" Doudou thought I had thought of it a long time ago, so I need you to remind me wherever he goes.

　　 Yu Yu came to the teahouse in front and saw that the man was sitting at a table, looking up at his own character, and didn't care about his arrival. Yu Yu slowed down and looked at the man in front of him as he walked.

　　 Suddenly, a never-before-experienced pressure came upon him the moment he entered the house. He felt as if he had suddenly fallen into an invisible abyss, and this abyss was full of great horrors that could endanger his life. The fierce momentum seemed to be cutting his body, and it seemed to be testing something. He felt extremely difficult every step he took, as if taking another step forward was the end of his life.

　　 Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his back was instantly soaked. The cold of the spring is not much warmer than the winter, but the sweat on Yu Yu's body at this time is constantly wafting out, as if he was in the sauna in the previous life, but this time the sweat is cold!

　　 The man looked back and smiled at Yu Yu who was walking towards him. Yu Yu suddenly felt that the pressure on his body disappeared without a trace. Wiping his sweat, Yu Yu looked at the man, calmly, and walked over.

　　 Yu Yu handed over, "Why do seniors test me like this?" The opening remark was very direct. Yu Yu was sure that the pressure he had just released was released by the man in front of him.

　　 The man smiled slightly and said, "Don’t blame the little brother. I was so immersed in this picture that I couldn’t help myself. I was abrupt. UU reading www.uukanshu.com was abrupt!"

　　 Yu Yu was thinking of abruptly about your sister, I almost hung up just now.

　　 "Little brother, is this character your handwriting?" The man looked at Yu Yu questioningly and asked.

　　 "Yes" Yu Yu sat down opposite him, Doudou quickly brought boiled water, made a pot of good tea, and the tea smelled everywhere in the room.

"Well, it's really interesting. This tea is not bad!" The man smelled the tea, looked at the layout of the house, and then looked outside. "Teahouse? This is a good idea. Drinking tea here is better There is another charm at home, Yanyun Teahouse? Not bad, not bad!"

"The predecessors made a joke. The younger generation came to the Holy City for the first time and took the maid to study at the Qianzheng Academy. They were ashamed in their pockets. In desperation, they had no choice but to find a way to make money." Yu Yu settled, Zheng Erba Jing said.

　　 "Oh, are you a student at a college?" The man was slightly startled, then he was relieved and asked calmly.

　　 "Well, it should be said that they are students who are expected to go to the university, because the juniors have not yet entered the university, and they will not be able to enter the university after more than two months!" Yu Yu answered.

"Oh" the man took a sip from his teacup, "Little brother, I want to confirm whether the couplet at the door, the plaque, and the red man in this room are really from your handwriting, to be honest, I also like to be random The person who wrote two pens!"

　　 "It was written by a younger generation!" Yu Yu was disgusted with this kind of conversation, and at the same time, he was even more vigilant towards the person in front of him.

　　"Little brother, don't need to be so formal", the man's expression relaxed a lot. "They are all people who love the word. At this point, regardless of generation or generation. Little brother, just relax!"

　　 Yu Yu smiled slightly and did not answer.

　　 "I want to buy your handwriting. I don't know how much money you are willing to sell?" The man smiled and looked at Yu Yu and asked.