Chapter 4: Qingfengju

"Oh! It turned out to be Mr. Huo. Come inside," Xiao Er suddenly shouted respectfully when he saw Huo Yun, who often went in and out of here.

Please, the prince's Yajian is on it, and Xiao Si leads Huo Yun up.

"I don't know what the prince will eat this time," Xiao Er asked in a low voice.

It's the same!

Good! Son, wait for me to get ready, and then say goodbye to Huo Yun and walk down.

Huo Yun looked at it and couldn't help nodding his head slightly. It was worthy of a famous store in Chang'an. The decoration was really extraordinary, carved jade, exquisite and elegant, and famous paintings from predecessors hung in the hall, exuding a literary atmosphere.

Looking out from here, you can see the foggy forest outside, like a simple picture scroll, emitting a simple and vigorous smell. From a close view, you can see the bustling crowd.

All kinds of hawking are mixed in the crowd, bringing a burst of vitality to this ancient Chang'an city.

Picking hibiscus in the river, Lanze has many fragrant grass.

Who do you want to leave? Thinking is in the distance.

I still look forward to my hometown, and there is a long way to go.

Living together, sad and dying.

A burst of pipa sounded, and the sound of the piano was like crying, and the sound was gentle and touching. This sad sound of the piano told endless sadness and sadness. Huo Yun couldn't help but be intoxicated, and couldn't help thinking of his parents in the other world.

Youke Haiyin Road, stay in Huaiyangjin.

Falling in love with spring grass, I know that I am from my hometown.

I hope my parents can survive, and Huo Yun can't help sighing.

"Good poem, good poem," Xiaoding said flatteringly.

"Do you know what I'm talking about?" Huo Yun turned his head and said.

"Well, this young master, it is difficult for you to slave me. Young master, how can you be understood by such servants," Xiaoding said particularly seriously.

OK, stop shooting. I don't know what you're thinking.

Mr. Huo's delicious food, Xiao Si in the shop put exquisite food on Huo Yun's table and asked, "I don't know if you have any other instructions."

It's gone. Go down and get busy.

If you have any instructions, just call me.

"That's right, who plays the lute," Huo Yun asked curiously, thinking that the person who could play such a wonderful sound of the piano must be extraordinary.

Son, you are talking about Yichen. She is an artist who paid money to play from the art workshop. It is no wonder that the art girl can play such a sad song.

Okay, you go down. Xiaoding.....

Of course, Xiaoding knew his righteousness and threw five dollars, "This is a reward for you. Go down and don't disturb your meal."

Xiao Si took the coin skillfully and smiled more flatteringly, "Okay, the prince, slow down, the prince."

Looking at the rich food in front of him, Huo Yun couldn't help sighing that Huo Yun's previous life was really luxurious. "Xiaoding, you must be hungry and sit down and eat with me for a long time."

"I don't dare to use it, prince," Xiaoding replied gratefully. In this era, slaves can't eat with their masters. Of course, Xiaoding dare not eat with them under this strict hierarchy, but for a person from the 21st century, this concept is very weak.

If I ask you to sit down, you can sit down. Don't you even listen to me?

Looking at Xiaoding, who trembled but did not dare to sit on it, Huo Yun did not reluctantly enjoy it alone. He had to say that the food in this building was worthy of being a famous restaurant in Chang'an.

dong,dong... A burst of footsteps came up from below, and soon a young man with a small fan came up.

He was wearing a green silk robe, with a blue Tianmei jade hanging around his waist, a green mattress, and a small fan flucative, just like a doctor.

The man glanced everywhere, and soon glanced at Huo Yun's position. Suddenly, he laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Yun is also here."

Huo Yun looked at it and saw a prince coming towards him. Isn't this Huo Yuan, who often goes in and out of the wind and moon places with him?

Huo Yuan is Huo Yu's son, 14 years old. Huo Yu is also the number one figure in the court, but Huo Yu is nothing without his father Huo Guang's help, and this Huo Yuan is Huo Guang's grandson.

It turned out to be the original prince. Huo Yun got up and smiled.

Please sit down.

Huo Yuan was also rude. He sat on his seat and said, "Recently, I heard that you have recovered. I thought it was a rumor, but when you saw it now, you know that the rumor is true. Brother Huo, I was sad that you fell from the horse for a long time. I thought I would lose a partner of the wind and moon from now on. Seeing you recovering now, we can cross the wind and moon together again.

Huo Yun heard this and couldn't help smiling bitterly. He knew that he used to go to Fengya Pavilion with Huo Yuan to look for flowers and willows. He can be said to be two pig friends and dog friends with similar tastes, but now Huo Yun is not Huo Yun.

Huo Yuan took a sip of wine and said, "Brother Huo, you may not know that during the period when you fell off your horse and was injured, you missed a good time."

What's wrong?

Hey, I can't blame you if you don't know. Recently, a famous woman from Fengyage came to Qingzhou. She is beautiful and charming, and her talent is amazing.

"You've seen it," Huo Yun asked rhetorical.

Huo Yuan smiled awkwardly and said, "How can I have such an opportunity? That woman must answer her questions to have a chance to see her. You don't know my level, but it's not much better for you to go."

"A brothel woman still has some of these things, just wants to raise her value and attract the attention of others. What the brothel woman does is skin business. As long as you are willing to spend money, you are afraid that she won't get it," Huo Yun said disdainfully.

"That's right. That's what I thought at the beginning, but I didn't know I was wrong until I got there. She had to answer the questions before she was willing to see it. Now she has spread among the scholars. There are countless people who admire her every day, but few people can see her face," Huo Yuan said with emotion.

Oh, there's this thing.

"Of course, otherwise how could I not get it with my financial resources," he said with a smile, "I'm going to look for it tonight. Whenever he mentions this in his memory, he will definitely agree."

"That woman is indeed a little conscious, but I still have something to do with my brother tonight," Huo Yun said softly after taking a sip of wine.

Huo Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up. Shouldn't you go to Fenglian Pavilion to visit your Xiaolian? Don't forget to take me with you.

Huo Yun almost choked himself when he drank the wine in his mouth, and his heart was depressed: "Have I been so lustful before?"

Xiaoding stood behind and whispered, "If the prince is going to visit Xiaolian tonight, I will inform Xiaoyun to ask her to help the young master cover it up."

Huo Yun suddenly rolled his eyes. It seems that Xiaoding is familiar with such a thing.

Huo Yun coughed dryly, "Well, my mother asked me to study and participate in that poetry party tonight. Alas, I also wanted to go, but now my mother's strict management can't accompany you to fold flowers."

Huo Yuan looked at Huo Yun with strange eyes and laughed: "You read, you actually read. People like us who participate in poetry are just to gather the number of people. Why should you take it seriously?"

"Isn't it? But I still can't go," Huo Yun said helplessly.

A noisy noise downstairs interrupted the conversation between the two people.

If you don't have money, you dare to come to Qingfengju to eat.

The scolded man blushed and said, "I forgot to bring it, or I'll bring it back to you next time."

The bartender laughed and said, "Next time, where do we go to find you next time? How dare you eat a bully meal in this restaurant? Chop your hand according to the old rules to pay off the debt. As he spoke, he walked towards the young man with a grim smile."

The young man's plain clothes made him know that he was not a rich family. I think it was because of this that the bartender was so bold.

The young man looked at the two people who came towards him with shame for a while. He was originally a person from Qingzhou. This time, he was the county magistrate of his hometown when he came to Chang'an. He wanted to find a good job, but such an accident happened.

Huo Yun couldn't help shouting "Xiao Er..." when he looked at the scene in front of him.

The little two ran over and said with a charming smile, "What do you want me to order?"

What's going on? He pointed down with his finger.

Xiao Er explained, "A poor boy wants to eat the overlord's meal in my restaurant. You can rest assured that you can send him in a moment, which will not affect the prince's meal."

How much do you owe?

"It's not more than 15 big money," Xiao Er replied.

If you owe 15 money, you have to cut off the other party's arm. Although it is true that the ancient life is as low as grass from history books.

"Let him go, his money is on him," Huo Yun said lightly

"Son," Xiao Er asked in surprise.

"Did my son say it was written on my son? Didn't you hear it?" Xiaoding said dissatisfiedly.

Yes...is....

Xiao Er hurried down and said, "Poor, your account, Mr. Huo Yun, has been kindly written down for you. Why don't you come and thank me?"

The young man below booed when he heard someone help him write down the account for a long time and bowed to the second floor: "Mr. Xie Huo solved my crisis" and left the store in dismay.

Huo Yuan looked at the departing man and said with a smile, "It's just a poor and sour ghost. Why do you have to do that to him?"

Huo Yunwang didn't say anything...........

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