blue shirt oath

Chapter 238: The Teahouse Looks Far Away

Thanks to the well-developed leasing industry, renting a house in Kaifeng is very cheap.

Third Sister Chang and Father Chang didn't want to live under someone else's roof and huddled together with Gu Yi's people, but they couldn't resist Gu Yi's warm invitation, so they half-pushed and settled down.

This is good, a three-entry courtyard is full of Gu Yi, brothers Du Qingshan, Song Guichen, Chang Sanjie's father and daughter, and Li Cui and his party.

In addition to the servants brought by Gu Yi and the servants brought by Mrs. Kou, it was so lively that it was full of fireworks.

When he came to the capital, besides visiting Kaifeng with Du Qingshan's tour guide, Song Guichen also sneaked in to perfect the compiled Hu Zengyong epic.

Hu Zeng's poems are easy to understand, and most of them are poems about ancient sites, so Song Guichen wrote this "Hu Zeng's Epic Poems Collection" for children's literature.

It introduces the various monuments in the poem and the historical stories involved in a relaxed and pleasant style, which is specially created for children to read history easily.

She didn't know whether such an approach would be liked by anyone.

But when she read Hu Zeng's poems when she was young, she was deeply attracted by the stories in them. Now she can compose and perfect them herself, but it is a wish of her own. Whether it sells well.

Anyway, this is what Ying is concerned about.

After sending "Hu Zengyong's Epic Poems Collection" to Ziying, Song Guichen finally took a break.

On a whim this day, he took Li Cui to the bustling Bianhe Street for sightseeing.

The embroidery workshop where Third Sister Chang lives is in this bustling business district, and the two decided to visit her first.

Li Cui also came to Kaifeng for the first time. He has been staying at home these days, and finally came out today. He was as excited as a child who got honey, holding Song Guichen's hand and jumping up and down.

Song Guichen looked at the child's happy appearance, and laughed in his heart.

This kid used to be old and taciturn, sold paintings for a living at a young age, he was unsmiling, and looked amazing, but now he has the appearance of a child.

Ah Qi, on the other hand, asked him today if he wanted to come out with him, but he refused on the grounds that he wanted to study.

Sure enough, books are Ah Qi's favorite.

Song Guichen wondered if he wanted to find a wife for Ah Qi and Ah Cui?

Or send them to school?

After thinking for a while, he decided to turn around and ask Du Qingshan what he meant.

Oh, she really cares about an old mother!

Du Qingshan and Gu Yi didn't know what they were busy with recently. Song Guichen buried his head in the study and didn't ask much. He only knew that the two of them saw the sky but no one was there. Even Du Qi didn't know what they were busy with.

"Wow, sister, look!" Li Cui pointed at the boats coming in by the Bian River, "It's the first time I've seen such a big boat!"

He said excitedly: "I want to draw it down!"

Song Guichen dotingly let him pull himself up to Hongqiao, and leaned against the side of the bridge with the surrounding people to watch the excitement.

The big ship approached slowly, and the well-trained boatmen unhurriedly lowered their masts. When the ship passed the Hongqiao safely, the people on the bridge were greatly relieved and dispersed one after another.

Li Cui happily took out a pen and paper and was about to paint.

Song Guichen suggested with a smile: "Why don't we go to the tea shop over there and have a cup of hot tea, so that you can draw conveniently?"

Li Cui tilted his head and thought, yes, he is here to paint, and it is no reason to make sister Song suffer from the cold.

"Ok."

As he said that, he quickly packed up his things, went to the open teahouse on the shore, and found a seat by the window.

Here you can just see people coming and going to Hongqiao, and you can also see the boats coming and going in the Bian River.

As soon as Li Cui started to paint, he completely forgot that they were here to enjoy the Bianhe River.

Song Guichen drank tea leisurely, patiently looked at the serious look of the little man in front of him, and showed a loving smile like an old mother.

This is a carefree child.

Have something to do and do it well.

The two of them sitting in this crowded teahouse are very eye-catching. On the other side of the teahouse sits a quiet man with a hint of worry between his brows. He has been paying attention to Song Guichen and Li Cui for a long time.

He was dressed in extraordinary clothes, sitting alone at a table, holding a teacup but not drinking for a long time, looking towards Song Guichen vaguely.

Standing behind the man was a servant in gray. Seeing his master staring at the girl, he asked with a wink, "My lord, go and find out who the girl is?"

The man waved his hand and stopped it.

Continue to look at Song Guichen's table.

Sensing the man's gaze, Song Guichen looked back and smiled politely at him.

The man paused, and then a smile appeared on his originally melancholy face.

With this smile, Song Guichen was stunned.He just sat there quietly and smiled lightly, everything around him seemed to have quieted down, and he was the only one in the world with a slight smile.

"Sister, do you think I can draw well?"

Li Cuiqiu's voice of praise sounded in time.

So that Song Guichen would not stay too long, he hurriedly looked back at Li Cui's painting.

I saw a Hongqiao with exquisite structure and beautiful form spanning the Bianhe River in the painting, just like a flying rainbow.

A big boat was waiting to cross the bridge. The boatmen supported it with bamboo poles; some hooked the bridge with long poles;

The people on the neighboring boats were also pointing and yelling something loudly, both inside and outside the boat were busy crossing the bridge for the boat, and the people on the bridge were stretching their heads and thinking about the tense scene of crossing the boat. Squeezed a sweat.

Song Guichen was full of praise.

A Cui's observation ability is really too strong.

It was just a short scene, but he was able to draw it so vividly.

"Sister's compliment is so perfunctory." Li Cui pouted aggrievedly, "Sister can't draw, right?"

"I don't know how to draw, but I know how to appreciate paintings." Song Guichen said with a smile, "Ah Cui's paintings are full of wit and wit, vivid and vivid, like painting the saint Wu Daozi."

Li Cui looked disbelieving: "The more you talk, the more perfunctory you are."

Song Guichen laughed loudly, patted his head, changed the subject, and said arrogantly: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? My sister will buy it!"

Sure enough, Ah Cui no longer entangled with the painting, his eyes lit up: "I want to eat the drunken sweet shrimp made by my sister!"

"You and your elder brother Du have the same taste. Why are you clinging to the drunken sweet shrimp? This is the capital. Let's not taste all the delicacies in the capital. Thank you!"

"But." Li Cui said weakly, "But sister, you haven't cooked sweet shrimp for us for a long time."

Not to mention that there is no drunk sweet shrimp, these days Song Guichen is busy writing a book, and he doesn't even know how to cook.

On weekdays, what everyone ate was either made by the third sister who came back from the embroidery house, or it was packed by Uncle Wu directly from Fengle Building.

Song Guichen thought about it, and what A Cui said made sense.

"Okay then, my sister will take you to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and my sister will cook for me tonight!"

"Great!"

Li Cui almost clapped his hands and tidied up the paintings excitedly.

The man over there has been paying attention to the siblings.

Seeing Li Cui's painting from a distance, he couldn't help but look sideways.

(End of this chapter)