The last time Wang Yinchuan met Ruan Qingzhu, he invited Ruan Qingzhu out of the mountain and to become a new official after Xue Wen became the new prime minister. Although Ruan Qingzhu was very old at that time, she was still as tall as a pine tree and had a very elegant style as a scholar.

Wang Yinchuan looked down while drinking tea.

As expected, within a while, Ruan Qingzhu slowly came in from outside the door, wearing a long robe, showing her elegance in every move, and her face was as beautiful as jade. Although she had a beard, she did not show her old appearance like others. Instead, she added a bit of fairy-like charm, like a person walking out of a book.

It is exactly the same as what Wang Yinchuan saw at that time.

Many years later, although his face has become a little older, his temperament has not changed, and he is like a gentleman in his arms.

Time has not left many traces on his face, but instead he has accumulated his talents and knowledge and finished drinking white tea and the character of the mountain scenery has become more respectable.

As soon as Ruan Qingzhu entered the door, the waiter warmly greeted him and asked, "Is Master Ruan here or not?"

The originally packed lobby, led by the waiter, a screen was removed, revealing the elegant small world behind it. Although it was also in the lobby, it was an elegant corner. Duobao Pavilion and the screen were well separated from the bustling crowd from the noisy lobby, and the incense was lingering.

Ruan Qingzhu lifted her robe and sat down. The waiter skillfully put down a pot of tea. "Master Ruan hasn't been here for a long time. I still remember your preferences. I'm right, the Longjing tea on the mountain that was newly transported from Jiangnan a few days ago. I know you like to drink it, so I'm keeping it for you."

Xiao Er cooked the tea diligently and poured it into a small and exquisite celadon tea cup with his own hands. The green and yellow tea water contrasted with the tea cup. There were several clusters of green bamboo painted on the tea cup, which complemented the tea water. The tea fragrance was rising. Before he could taste it, he first made people intoxicated by the color of tea, as if he was trapped in the quiet bamboo forest after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, full of clear flowers.

Ruan Qingzhu picked up the teacup, her nose wings twitched, and she smiled.

"The tea fragrance is clear but not bitter, refreshing, and is a good tea."

After hearing the praise, the waiter's original nervousness turned into laughter, "It's good that Master likes it. I know that your preferences have been going on for several years. Don't you remember you? If it weren't for the Master's alms, I wouldn't have the opportunity to be here."

Wang Yinchuan drank a sip of tea and looked at the inconspicuous corner downstairs.

Ruan Qingzhu likes to drink tea at Qinglian Restaurant, which is well-known in Chang'an City.

Although I read the books of sages and have been an official for many years, I have no airs to be an official. Instead, I often write complaints for the people, do good deeds, be honest and honest, and are a rare good official in Chang'an City and loved by the people.

Therefore, the waiter just now is not a strange thing.

After all, this great charity will do good deeds wherever you go, and your merits will not be able to ascend immediately.

It’s just that this honest character is both good and bad.

Wang Yinchuan cleaned up her haircut and clothes, and went downstairs.

Ruan Qingzhu drank tea and tasted tea, but not just savored tea. He loved Li Bai and was crazy and said a few poems by Li Taibai.

The same is true today.

Ruan Qingzhu dipped the chopsticks into water, and wrote on the table, muttering, "When the tree is deep, I see the deer, but I don't hear the bell in the stream."

Wang Yinchuan walked around the screen and said directly, "Wild bamboos divide green mist, and flying springs hang green peaks."

Ruan Qingzhu raised her eyebrows and said, "No one knows where to go."

"Sad to two or three pine trees."

Wang Yinchuan sat down and bowed, "Master Ruan has been famous for a long time. I was able to see you today. It turns out that the rumors are true."

She was wearing a strong outfit and tied up her hair. She was originally a popular dress for young men in Chang'an. Her eyebrows were raised and her edges were clear, but her masculinity was insufficient, and she added a little softness, so it was hard to tell the difference between male and female. When ordinary people saw it, they were difficult to tell, and they were only as beautiful as a young man.

"It's fate to meet." Ruan Qingzhu put down her chopsticks, took out a teacup, and poured her a cup of tea, "Please."

But this tea cup is different. Ruan Qingzhu painted a bunch of tall and powerful green bamboos on the wall, and the tea cup given to Wang Yinchuan was painted with a clearer white orchid.

Although they are all four gentlemen, orchids have always been used to describe women, such as "gentle orchid heart".

Wang Yinchuan picked it up, took a sip, and nodded in a daze, "Master Ruan has a good taste."

After pouring the tea, Ruan Qingzhu began to lower her head and write and draw on the table with chopsticks.

It seems that he does not have the same person as Wang Yinchuan.

The table is not paper. After the chopsticks were scratched on it, the handwriting quickly disappeared, like snowflakes falling on his hand. He wrote while disappearing.

Wang Yinchuan held his head and suddenly said, "I understand that the past will not be advised, and I know that the coming can be pursued."

Ruan Qingzhu's pen tip paused slightly, and the water on the chopsticks dripped down, dripping on the table, like dizzy ink, quickly bleaching the previous words.

"Everyone knows that Master Ruan likes Li Taibai, I believe no one knows that you also like Tao Yuanming, right?"

Ruan Qingzhu put down the chopsticks and then raised her head and looked at her.

Wang Yinchuan's eyes are as bright as stars, and her eyes are beautiful, especially when she smiles, it is like a sensational vortex, but few people look at her.

Ruan Qingzhu said, "What's the matter if the lady comes here to find me?"

Wang Yinchuan leaned on her arm and said annoyedly, "I thought my disguise was very successful, why did you easily see that it was a daughter?"

It seemed that he had not heard Ruan Qingzhu's words or saw his exploratory eyes.

Wang Yinchuan said to himself, "Let me think about why Master likes Tao Yuanming? With my shallow understanding, he constructed the fascinating beauty of "The Peach Blossom Spring" in the troubled times, indifferent and peaceful, and has been swaying in seclusion and life. After becoming the "Pengze Ling", he felt in pain and saw the smooth and darkness of the officialdom, and finally lived in seclusion. Does Master like his integrity of "not bowing for five dou of rice" or a yearning for the seclusion life of "The Peach Blossom Spring"?"

Ruan Qingzhu said, "What do you think the lady?"

He threw the problem back to her.

Wang Yinchuan immediately laughed, "Mr. Ruan has his own answer."

"Although Li Taibai is well-known, he is depressed and unsuccessful all his life. Although his poetry style is different from Tao Yuanming, it has similarities, that is, he is unable to see the darkness of the officialdom."

Ruan Qingzhu raised her eyebrows, "Not bad."

Wang Yinchuan said, "Although the Master likes them, your official position is higher than them and longer than they become an official. As far as I can tell, although the Master was hard at home and studied late at that time, he had excellent talent. He was once the second place at a young age."

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