Hearing Ximen Qing's sudden voice, the eyes of the two women next to him changed immediately, and they ran away, shouting loudly: "The government is arresting someone! Run!"
"What, arrest people?" The crowd that had surrounded the tea shop immediately started to stir, and everyone's first reaction was to run away quickly.
Are you watching the fun? What you are watching is the beautiful women, not the people arrested by the government. What if you can’t get yourself involved? Who knows who the government is arresting?
After a burst of commotion, the area around the tea shop immediately vacated. The confused Wang Po was rushing to chase people to collect money, while Pan Jinlian, who was originally entangled, looked up and was looking at Ximen Qing who was standing high up.
The eyes that came over hit each other!
For a moment, both of them were speechless, only the flags above the tea shop were billowing in the wind.
"Official Ximen, Jin Lian pays my respects!"
"Oh my, isn't this the official from Ximen, the county captain?" Wang Po turned around and gave a distant salute: "Come here, senior official, have a bowl of the old woman's Hehe soup. There is something that the old woman wants to discuss with the high official.
People talk about it.”
Then Wang Po poked Pan Jinlian and said, "Liu Niang, hurry up and serve the soup. It needs to be hot!"
Pan Jinlian was so flustered that she hurriedly bowed and went to serve the soup.
Ximen Qing coughed. Of course he was embarrassed to say that he had made such a noise just now, which directly disrupted the business of Wang Po's tea shop. He walked over carelessly and threw Zhang Jiaozi directly on the table: "Wang Po, this is tea money.
"
Grandma Wang took it in her hand and saw that it turned out to be Zhang Shiguan's Jiaozi. The walnut lines on her face suddenly burst into laughter: "The official is so polite, why do you use so much?"
Although Mrs. Wang said this in her mouth, she did not hesitate at all and immediately picked up the jiaozi.
My dear! Even if you open a teahouse for a year, you may not be able to make ten teas.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't need it, just keep it for next time." Ximen Qing stared at Pan Jinlian's back and didn't care about Po Wang at all.
Seeing this situation, Mrs. Wang was secretly happy in her heart. If this thing was done, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a matter of ten guan. At least she could get dozens of guan from Ximen Qing, and she wouldn't have to open her own tea house.
, just buy two maids and enjoy the happiness.
After a while, Pan Jinlian came over carefully carrying the Hehe soup. It seemed that Pan Jinlian was very affordable, but the serving was a bit too full. Ximen Qing stood up and intended to take the soup, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Quite shamelessly, he took Pan Jinlian's slender hands directly.
Pan Jinlian was holding a bowl of Hehe soup and couldn't dodge. Just like that, Ximen Qing's big hand held Pan Jinlian's small hand and held the bowl of Hehe soup steadily.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became subtle.
"Ah, high official, what are you?" Pan Jinlian felt the warmth coming from Ximen Qing's palm, and her heart suddenly became confused.
What's going on with this high-ranking official from Ximen? Last time, his chest was touched. Even if it was accidentally touched, this time he directly held his hands. How could it be that it was intentional?
"Uh, what's wrong with me?" Ximen Qing didn't wake up for a while, but after a few seconds he realized that he was still holding Pan Jinlian's little hand tightly.
Why do you do this? Is it muscle memory that comes from practicing kung fu to the extreme?
No matter what, it was better to let go of the girl's hand first. It wouldn't be a problem to keep holding it, so Ximen Qing coughed and let go of his hand in a little embarrassment.
But what Ximen Qing didn't expect was that Pan Jinlian also twitched his hand back at the same time. As a result, the originally stable bowl of Hehe soup fell down and came into close contact with the table.
That is a bowl full of lily soup...
The bowl was broken into pieces, and the soup was splashed everywhere.
Pan Jinlian dodged in time, and the hem of her clothes got wet. Ximen Qing happened to meet her head-on. The robe she changed into this morning was in terrible shape. Not only was her abdomen wet, but there were also splashes of lilies and white fungus hanging on her chest.
of.
this...
"Oh my, Sir, why are you so impatient for a drink of soup?" Wang Po watched for a long time and then appeared in time: "Jin Lian, why don't you quickly wipe the officer with a towel?"
The panicked Pan Jinlian looked for a handkerchief more and more, but the more she couldn't find it. Ximen Qing smelled the sweet smell on her body, and felt a little bit dumbfounded. Fortunately, most of the people just drove away by her voice, and no one watched the fun.
Otherwise, the image of the County Lieutenant in embarrassment will soon spread throughout Qinghe County, and maybe even Yanggu County will tell this as a joke.
What the hell, it looks like the county captain failed to tease a civilian woman, and instead got soup poured all over her.
Seeing Pan Jinlian groping around on her body, but couldn't find a hand towel, Ximen Qing simply took out a hand towel himself, and was about to wipe it, when Pan Jinlian came up to ask for the hand towel with a red face:
"Master, let me wipe it for you."
Grandma Wang stood still and watched the show, showing no intention of coming to help.
Like this, Ximen Qing stood upright, and Pan Jinlian bent her body with a handkerchief to clean up all kinds of spilled soup and ingredients, using various techniques including wiping, dusting, and pinching.
Smelling the faint fragrance of Pan Jinlian's hair, Ximen Qing suddenly had a special feeling. Before time travel, although he had a girlfriend, he still often fell in love with beautiful female stars. He had no choice but to do so. This was human nature.
But now, there is a beautiful woman who is more beautiful than a celebrity rubbing, dusting, and pinching him, making Ximen Qing fall into the mist. It was not until Pan Jinlian exclaimed that he woke up.
The official Ximen who was enjoying it suddenly found that he had already erect, and there was a piece of white fungus stuck to that position. Pan Jinlian rubbed it and pinched it...
The white fungus was pinched off, but inevitably, Pan Jinlian also pinched the place that shouldn't be pinched. Naturally, the hardened thing rebounded slightly.
Pan Jinlian was half-squatting at first, but now she didn't know whether to stand up or continue wiping, because Ximen Qing's robe was obviously stuck up like a tent.
Ximen Qing coughed shamelessly, moved half a step to the side, bent down, dusted himself off, and tilted the tent to the side: "Okay, okay, that's enough."
Wang Po was clearly watching from the side, and her heart was already filled with joy. It looked like these dozens of coins were about to fall into her pocket.
Pan Jinlian then stood up with a blushing face and saluted: "Master, I'm offended."
"Liu Niang, why can't you offend me?" Wang Po walked forward with a smile: "It's too late for the official to be happy, how can you offend me?"
"Don't you think so, sir?"
Ximen Qing felt very uncomfortable with Mrs. Wang's look. He couldn't turn his back and be heartless, so he had to cough: "I just spilled a bowl of soup, it's okay."
"Liu Niang, I will go and serve a bowl for the senior official." Wang Po seemed to be a fox who stole the chicken, and kept laughing: "Liu Niang will chat with the senior official here for a while."
We can't talk anymore, otherwise something will happen!
Ximen Qing watched the old woman walk towards the back, not to serve the soup at all, but to hide aside to give himself and Pan Jinlian a chance. But you must know that this is a big gathering of people!
What on earth is this old woman thinking!!! It really doesn’t matter time, place or occasion.
Seeing the malicious and ambiguous looks from several passers-by, Ximen Qing quickly left the tea shop: "Well... I have something to do when I go to the Jade Emperor Temple, so I'll drink next time!"
"Officials, don't forget!" Wang Po waved her hand in greeting, "I often go to the old lady's teahouse and ask Liu Niang to keep me company!"
After wiping his sweat, Ximen Qing continued walking up the mountain, while Pan Jinlian looked at Ximen Qing's back, with various feelings rolling around in her heart. She vaguely felt that Ximen Qing was slowly occupying the main position in her heart.
"Here comes a bowl of tea!" A fat man walked into the tea shop and shouted: "I've been squeezing for a long time and I'm so thirsty!"
"I'm sorry, the tea shop is about to be closed." Wang Po refused directly, and then drove people out.
"What?" The fat man stamped his feet and said, "You're taking a break this morning? You old woman don't want to do business anymore? I have a lot of money!"
"No more, I'm tired, let's rest!" Wang Po pushed the fat man out unceremoniously and started to pack up: "Liu Niang is here to help me."
Just kidding, after getting ten strings and dozens of strings waiting for him, who would be willing to continue working in this shabby tea shop?
"You guys!" The fat man left helplessly.
"Godmother, why don't we do business?" Pan Jinlian asked in confusion.
"Liu Niang, your business is so important, why do you do business?" Wang Po said with a smile.
"Is there nothing wrong with the slave family?"
"The high official must have gone up to the Jade Emperor Temple to burn incense or something. Let's pack up quickly and burn some incense, so that we can have a few more words with the high official." Po Wang thought proudly: "It's so good.
Don't let this opportunity pass you by. The senior official must have been embarrassed to say more because of the crowd."
Pan Jinlian didn't have time to think too much, and she was urged by Wang Po to clean up this thing and that thing. Wang Po just sorted it out randomly, piled everything together, covered it with a banner, and pulled Pan Jinlian up the mountain.
"Is your master here?" Ximen Qing saw that there were many people in the Jade Palace, so he grabbed a young Taoist priest and asked directly.
"Isn't this a senior official from Ximen?" The little Taoist priest thought he had met Ximen Qing several times before and said happily: "There are many people today. My master is relaxing in the back hall. There are a few senior brothers in front of us presiding over this senior official.
Come with me."
"Okay! Lead the way!"
The little Taoist led Ximen Qing around three times, opened the corner door on the side, and led Ximen Qing to the back. It was the Taoist temple where Wu Taoist official was hosted by the Jade Palace. Ordinary people were not allowed to enter.
Ximen Qing looked up and saw a couplet on both sides of the door:
The cave has endless years, and the sky in the pot has its own universe.