lonely moon dream

"What? You played 'Zheng Chun' on Xiao Shiliu?" Jin Tang always knew that her partner had plans for Xiao Shiliu, and she never hid her admiration for Xiao Shiliu.It's also my fault that I always remind her how good Xiaoliu is.He also thought that one day this restless beauty Lou Da could attack Xiao Shiliu, but he didn't expect that she would use Tianfengtang's top secret medicine "Zhengchun" when they met for the first time.

"Bring it." Jin Tang stretched out his hand to Miss Lou Da with a stern face.

"What?" Beauty Lou pretended not to understand.

"The antidote." Pretend to me back.Jintang is too familiar with this partner.

"No." Seeing Jintang's staring eyes, Lou Damei acted like a frightened little woman, charmingly, "I... added some ingredients to the medicine, if there is an antidote, then it's me."

"Nonsense!" Jin Tang ran away completely, slamming the door and leaving.

I traveled day and night, but I was still one step too late, and a catastrophe had already occurred.Not to mention that Xiao Shiliu's character would not compromise with Lou Xinyue, the news he just received from the Palace Master was enough to make people tremble with fear.I just hope that this matter will not reach the ears of the leader.The most urgent task is to find Xiaoliu first, and then think of a remedy.

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Mianzhou, Sichuan, forty miles southwest, Jiangjiabao.

In the past few days, various sects of all sizes in the rivers and lakes have come here one after another, and even the government has come to many officers and soldiers.People in the Jianghu like to be lively, and those who are not grouped together are seventy percent drunk and talk nonsense before they can hold the lamp.On the contrary, the officers and soldiers who came this time were different, they were strictly disciplined, they left early and returned late, they never had contact with outsiders, they were secretive, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Jiang Jiabao's family is rich, and it is not difficult to receive these people.It's just that people suffer from being busy from morning to night without rest.

"Oh, I'm exhausted." The little girl in the kitchen who had just returned from serving food in the hall rubbed her arms and muttered.

Madam Xue, the cook, casually threw her a sweet potato that had just been baked in the fire: "Girl, help Mama Xue run."

"Okay!" The little girl happily responded while pouring a sweet potato that was still a little hot in her hand.

"After a while the dinner party is over, send this tea stove together with water to the 'Invitation Pavilion'. The young master will drink tea there later." Xue Ma pointed to a not-so-exquisite but simple pottery tea stove on the stove explain.

"It's a young master!" The little girl heard that she was bringing a tea stove to that man, and she forgot about her complaint just now. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to start a fire as soon as she put the sweet potatoes aside.

"What are you doing?" Mother Xue hurriedly grabbed her.

"Light the fire and boil the water." The little girl replied as a matter of course.

"Let's just say you don't study hard at ordinary times." Mother Xue pointed at the little girl's head and said fondly, "These educated literati are very particular about drinking tea. Different teas use different tea sets and different tea sets. You have to boil the water by yourself, and you have to control the temperature and heat of the water. The young man didn’t even let us prepare the tea and tea sets, so others have it. I’m afraid we won’t be able to find such water for a while. Yes, the mountain spring is barely usable. You just need to send the tea stove and these cold springs."

"Well, I see." The little girl blushed slightly.

"You. Learn more about these in the future, maybe some master will pick you up, and you won't have to do these rough jobs anymore."

"Thank you Mama Xue." The little girl picked up the tea stove and ran to the Yingying Pavilion, thinking that she would be able to secretly take a look at the young master for a while.

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It can even dissipate the wind and rain a few times, and spring returns in a hurry.

Cherish the spring, I am afraid that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless red flowers.

Stay in spring, see the saying, there is no way back to the end of the world.

After hanging the last bright light on the pavilion, and adding some purple spices to the incense burner before the name, I planned to leave.

At this time, the white-clothed young man with a pen and running script behind the case said, "The honored guest has arrived. Don't let trivial matters ruin the interest of the honored guest in drinking tea."

"Yes, son."

When Mingqian came down from the pavilion, he happened to meet Dong Jianfa, Minister of the Ministry of War, Mr. Dong and his guards.He stood aside in front of his name, gave way respectfully, and when he left, he pulled out the little girl who was aiming at in the grass and took him away with him.

He has always been the one who knows his son's habits best.But this time the young master took so much trouble to invite a military officer to drink tea in the Yingying Pavilion, and even prepared a pen and ink to write poems, but he didn't understand the name.This Mr. Dong doesn't look like an elegant master, does he?

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"Young master, you are very elegant." Mr. Dong clapped his hands and walked into the pavilion, "You have written this simple line, but you have brought this boundless to life."

"Master Dong has said it. No matter how beautiful this name is, it must have the spring breeze blowing in from Master Dong to keep the guests." Ming Lang put down the hair in his hand, bypassed several cases, and bowed to Master Dong. With a respectful demeanor and a humble and sincere tone, "Ming Lang is a descendant of Jianghu, who inherited the ambitions of the predecessors of various factions, and received the grace of my emperor Haohao, for this grand plan to subdue the devil. Specially prepared fragrant tea here, thank you Dong Daren for your great help."

Ming Lang stretched out his hand to invite Dong Jianfa to sit down, as if he had just seen the three guards behind Dong Jianfa: "Oh, Ming is so eye-catching. These three gentlemen have extraordinary personalities, and they can tell their skills at a glance. Can Mr. Dong introduce you to me. "

Dong Jianfa was originally displeased with Ming Lang's bowing ceremony just now, but the other party's demeanor and tone were impeccable.Just as he was about to sit down, he was asked by Ming Lang again, but he really didn't react.When these three ancestors came, they issued a death order not to reveal their identities, so how would I introduce myself.

"Young master fell in love with the wrong person. The higher-ups attach great importance to this operation. The three of us are just ordered to protect Mr. Dong's safety during this trip." The guard on the far left with a natural smile helped Dong Jianfa out of the siege.

"Minglang is taking the liberty. I just like to make friends. Don't be offended by the three adults. Since the three have difficulties, or...well, Minglang doesn't force it." Let's see how long you can hide.Minglang made a regretful expression, politely implying that the other party did not want to make friends with him.

"Young Xia misunderstood. The three of us are all Feilian Zhonglang generals of the Shenhu Camp. This is my eldest brother Chang Le and my second brother Chang Qing." The smiling guard pointed at the jade-faced guard in his early thirties and another The black and thin guard introduced, "I am always happy. I am very happy to meet a young hero."

The guard named "Chang Le" smiled at Minglang, while the "Chang Qing" had a face of "don't pay attention to me, I'm annoying".

"It turned out to be three generals." Ming Lang immediately changed into a happy face, invited the four of them to sit down, and made tea for the four of them with his own hands.The invitation to Yingting Pavilion was filled with the fragrance of tea, and it lingered around the beam for a long time.

Dong Jianfa glanced awkwardly at the guard named "Chang Le".Minglang pretended not to see anything, and concentrated on taking care of the tea stove and tea set.

Finally, Dong Jianfa couldn't help but said: "All the organs and formations at Qinhai have been adjusted. I wonder if the 'fragrant bait' in this formation is easy to use?"

"Miss Lin understands righteousness, she has a pure heart, and she has only seen her in this life." Ming Lang said, and poured tea for "Chang Le", "How does General Chang feel?"

"Ah! Condensed dew is shining, bright and fragrant. It is a pity to pass through the throat of us vulgar warriors and enter the belly of the grass!" "Chang Le" has a pun in the overtones of Minglang...

Three cups and five lamps, the lights are on and off.

When the tea fragrance dissipated, there was only a white shadow left in the Yingying Pavilion.

"Ah Liang, do you think he will come again this time? Can we succeed this time?" Ming Lang, who was still confident just now, seemed to be talking to himself at this moment.

The wind blows, and the pavilion tent flutters.

"Okay, go back and tell your mother what's going on here." Minglang got up and left the invitation booth.

The sound of clothes ripping through the air in the treetops by the pavilion goes away.

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The author has something to say: Because the protagonist of "Looking for the Moon" is out of his sleeve, there is another article "Bing Xin Ming Yue Tian" (pit), and some background about Uncle Fang before his appearance has been described in that article, and it is also related to the main plot of this article. It doesn't matter too much, so the sleeves are not included in this article.Interested judges can go and have a look.