Chapter 0027 Huanglong Tower

August 1st

After getting up, Ye Qing stood there staring at the Taiping Lake outside the door. After a while, she took a deep breath and said, "Qianqian, I'm going out for a walk today, so you just stay at home

Young master, wait a moment! "Qianqian quickly rushed over and took out two small gold ingots. She also took out a golden cup from her arms and put it in Ye Qing's pocket to hide close to her. She earnestly instructed," Young master, don't walk through remote places on the way, and don't linger in places with fireworks

After the girl finished speaking, she straightened her clothes and said, "Go early and come back early

Ye Qing coughed and said, "I'm not taking you with me because of other reasons that you didn't realize. You've become... Didn't you buy a silver mirror for dressing up the day before yesterday? You'll take a look for yourself later

Crunch - The wooden door was tightly closed, and the sound of footsteps faded away.

Qianqian was stunned for a moment, filled with fog, locked the door and entered the inner room. She dug out a silver mirror and placed it on the dressing table, replacing the copper mirror in the store.

In the mirror, at first glance, the face looks no different from the past, barely considered beautiful, just like the ugly duckling in the story of the young master.

Thinking it was the young master's command, Qianqian carefully distinguished and gradually realized that her little face was still childish, but her eyebrows and eyes had a hint of charm. Her body was still thin, but due to some development, it had become even.

The girl in the mirror, her doubts turned into seriousness, and seriousness condensed into calmness. Silence seeped into her body from her eyebrows and eyes, gradually giving off a feeling like water.

Qianqian didn't know the word 'qi yun', but she remembered how she used to look at her wife and feel that way. She couldn't tell where she was beautiful, but she knew it was very beautiful.

Young master also thinks so!

The girl in the mirror suddenly turned red, calm and lifeless, about to revert back to her original ugly duckling form.

For a moment, I didn't know if I wanted to protect or escape, so Qianqian quickly put away the silver mirror and hastily stuffed it back into her bag.

After finishing these, she crawled into bed, covering her small face with her hands. The heat was inevitably spreading to her ears, neck, and even her entire body.

Joy and shame alternated in her heart, and the sixteen year old girl recited, "Qianqian, you really shameless, shameless, wicked woman

Ye Qing didn't know she had missed an interesting scene and just wandered around on the street.

Upon realizing this, Ye Qing decided to stay here with the attitude of "doing everything in one's power and listening to fate", while making both the best and worst plans, until he met Long Jun or arrived on the 15th day of the Mid Autumn Festival and returned home.

I no longer have a contradictory attitude from the past few days, and I have carefully chosen to travel to multiple locations, even some brothels and Chu mansions. This is based on an analysis of Long Jun's favorite literati, starting from probability.

But until dusk, nothing was found!

Watching the sunset set, although Ye Qing was not discouraged, she still returned to the restaurant.

At this moment, it was time for dinner, and both the first and second floors were filled with people. When Ye Qing returned, his assistant knew him and kindly led him up to the third floor.

Ye Qing ordered dishes for herself and Qianqian, and Qianqian took them to her room. Just as she was about to use them, the waiter approached and said, "Young master, would you like some wine today

Ye Qing is only fifteen years old and rarely uses alcohol. However, at this moment, he had a sudden impulse and asked, "What kind of alcohol do you have

The most famous drink in this building is Huanglong Liquor. Originally, it was not called Huanglong Liquor. According to legend, during the ancient Wei Dynasty, a real person often came here to watch the rise and fall of Taiping Lake day and night, and often drank this liquor

Later, a real person rode into the lake on a dragon and attained enlightenment. The wine was called Huanglong Wine by the locals, and after three thousand years, the recipe for this wine has been passed down to this day

Ye Qing was mesmerized by the story and said with a smile, "It's a good story. Give me a pot

Upon hearing the previous pot, the assistant hesitated a bit and looked at the shopkeeper, nodding before preparing to go get it.

At this moment, the person on the opposite table smiled. It was a scholar who raised his glass to pay tribute to Ye Qing and said with a smile, "In this legend, there is no real person, it is the Dragon Lord of this lake. Ordinary people don't know about it. As for this Huanglong wine, which hotel along the lake is not affiliated with this 800 mile Taiping Lake because of the dragon

This person must have been to several famous buildings nearby, not to mention Huanglong liquor, there are also Longjun liquor and Huyan liquor. I have tried them one by one, but there is nothing special about them. I think they are just counterfeit

The waiter, who was just about to get a drink, darkened his face and said, "This guest is a scholar. You can go and look up the county annals. Who doesn't know that the Huanglong Tower has been passed down for thousands of years and has been destroyed twice in wars, but the original site is here? How could it be a show off

Upon hearing this, an old man spoke slowly and said, "That makes sense. I have been living here for forty years. At that time, Du Ming's mansion had just taken over, and Taiping County was not as prosperous as it is now. The eight story Taiping Tower in the east of the city and the Junshan Tower built by the water on the island in the center of the lake were never built either

Not bad, young master. Although this building is not very magnificent, it is indeed authentic and built on the original site

Suishi felt a bit embarrassed, but the waiter was satisfied and didn't have any reason to force the guests. So he went to get some wine and greeted others, which made him feel embarrassed.

When the wine was ready, Ye Qing raised his glass in return to the opposing scholar, but was ignored. He smiled slightly and poured his own drink.

Just after taking a sip, I heard a steady voice say, "Hey buddy, it's still the same

"A jar of Huanglong wine, four color dishes, special Dim sum. Mr. Jia, the shopkeeper has specially left you the ancient Wei style box near the lake..."

Ye Qing was startled to see the autumn wind rustling and reflecting the clouds, with a calm and pervasive green atmosphere. The faint sound of water flowed past her, grand and serene.

Ye Qing trembled and then turned to look at him again. He was just a middle-aged man wearing green clothes with an ordinary appearance, without any strange features.

My heart instantly turned a thousand thoughts and I asked, "Hey buddy, how much does this wine cost

Young Master Ye, our shop has always been honest. Huanglong liquor is brewed for three years and is worth three taels of snowflake patterned silver per pot. However, the boss has instructed that you stay in the shop with the liquor and vegetables without any expenses

Ye Qing was taken aback and said, "Although the boss is generous, a pot of three taels of snowflake patterned silver is really too expensive. I'm afraid it will cost five taels even with this dish

The boss said that you wrote three poems, which made my building shine brightly, and this expense can still be supported, "said the assistant in response

Ye Qing quickly dismissed and demanded to withdraw the money, saying, "I only need to pay for my accommodation, but that's not enough

As he was declining, the middle-aged man surnamed Jia glanced at Ye Qing and smiled, "Oh, is he the author of three poems? It's just that there are four pink walls, only three. If he writes another poem and fills it perfectly, I'll offer this price

The people around immediately responded with a "bang" and said, "This gentleman is absolutely right. Let's write another poem. We'll take care of this banquet

After thinking for a moment, Ye Qing stood up and bowed, saying, "It's okay, let me think about it

As he spoke, he paced between the elegant seats on the third floor and looked out of the building.

On the lake, white sails dotted, and the blue water and misty waves were vast. It was dusk, and the setting sun shone on the sandbar. A line of white egrets rose leisurely, flying together with the sunset.

This scenery touched Ye Qing's mood, making her thoughts clear, and several famous poems were presented before her.

Which song should I choose?

It's really embarrassing.

Brother is Ye Qing, but now he lacks ideas. How about drinking a few glasses to enhance his literary energy? "At this moment, where did the original scholar's hostility come from? He openly helped but actually demoted, holding a glass to offer.

Haha, thank you for your kind words, brother. "Ye Qing took it seriously, took a sip of Huanglong liquor, and shouted to the shopkeeper," Pen

The shopkeeper quickly instructed the assistant to retrieve the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Ye Qing made up his mind, then polished his ink, held his pen, and his brush wandered aimlessly.

Everyone saw something interesting and gathered around.

The literary style here is flourishing, and although not everyone can write poetry, they can recite two poems and distinguish between good and bad.

Later on, I arrived late but could only tiptoe, and then I could only shout outside the crowd, "Read it out and listen! Let's also evaluate it

In the crowd, just now Shizi loudly read out, "The people of the past have already taken the Yellow Dragon

This sentence echoes the history of this building, and the academic atmosphere is only ordinary. The second sentence quickly came out: "There is a vacant Huanglong Building here

Some people frowned, while the middle-aged man remained noncommittal and listened attentively.

Surprisingly, the speaker fell silent for a moment while reading aloud.

There were constant reminders from outside, and only someone in the crowd read it on behalf of me. However, the two sentences were a complete couplet: "The Yellow Dragon has gone and will never return, and the blue water has been empty for a thousand years

At this point, some people had already sensed the artistic conception and understood why the scholar was silent. They whispered softly, "Up to this point, this poem can also be considered good

Someone in the crowd reminded, "Shh, I'm still writing, I haven't finished yet

Below, it was loudly announced: "Qingchuan stretches across the river with trees and lush grass on Parrot Island

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, but raised a question: "Heyang is the north bank of the Great River, where is Parrot Island

Immediately, someone laughed and said, "The sandbar ahead has no name, but birds often come and go, including parrots. I must have taken this name casually... As soon as this poem is written, this is Parrot Island

A calm voice spoke leisurely, "In the past, during the Great Wei Dynasty, a famous minister named Huang Xiang served as the governor here and hosted a grand banquet for guests on this oasis. Some people presented parrots, hence the name Parrot Island. The sandbar was submerged by the lake water and reappeared three hundred years ago, thus the name disappeared from history. I don't want this person to remember it

Everyone seemed to be Mr. Jia, thinking to themselves, 'This person must also be a learned scholar.'

Everyone had different thoughts in their hearts, but no one spoke out again. They all listened intently to the sound of the poem: "Where is the village gate at dusk? The misty waves on the lake make people sad

A silence fell, and ink stains spread out on the paper, with graceful fonts resembling dragons and snakes, implying the presence of smoke and clouds on the paper.

In Ye Qing's own eyes, this poem appears pure white, gradually turning red, then yellow, and finally frozen in a pale green.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at this poem, and its literary style was enough to move him. Combined with the poetic reminiscence of the past, it further aroused his contemplation, and he couldn't help but ask, "What is the name of this poem

Ye Qing casually added it and said, "It's called Huanglong Tower

At this moment, the boss was overjoyed. This is the treasure of the town tower. With this poem, even if he is not the orthodox Huanglong Tower, he is still there now. He kept bowing and thanking, "Young Master Ye is a great poet. In the future, this building will be renamed Huanglong Tower. The wine money will be suspended, and Mr. Jia does not need to pay for it. Please take a seat and let the small shop prepare a small amount of wine

Speaking of which, he loudly said, "As long as our store doesn't close down, Mr. Ye will come for free

Everyone praised it and said, 'It should be like this!'

Ye Qing just smiled without saying a word and bowed deeply to the middle-aged man, "I would like to thank Mr. Jia for his help

The middle-aged man came to his senses with a sigh of relief, looked at him meaningfully, and said lightly, "You really have a heart