Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4459
"Aren't you tired after following me all this way? There is a teahouse ahead, go in and have a bowl of tea, I'll treat you."

On the shore, the white-clothed scholar stopped suddenly, and said to the green-clothed scholar who was following behind him.

Yang Ruoqing twisted a strand of beard and grinned: "Just wait for Brother Bai's words, let's go and drink tea!"

After finishing speaking, he walked away, passed the white-clothed scholar, and went straight into the teahouse in front of him.

This overwhelming momentum, without any refusal, made the white-clothed scholar stunned.

"Brother Bai, you said you invited me to drink tea, why did you still stand at the door after I came in? Could it be that you really want to renege on your debt?" Yang Ruoqing came back with a carbine and asked with a smile.

The scholar in white came back to his senses, and smiled awkwardly, "Why, please!"

The two found a table by the window on the second floor of the teahouse and sat down. They ordered a pot of scented tea and two plates of snacks.

Below the railing is a medium-sized high platform, on which there is a long desk, sitting a middle-aged man also wearing a blue robe, holding a folded paper fan in his hand, talking to the surrounding people The guests tell stories.

"That storyteller is dressed exactly like you, brother." The white-clothed scholar glanced at Yang Ruoqing and the storyteller below, and teased.

Yang Ruoqing also glanced down, shook her head, and said calmly: "Paper Fan in Tsing Yi, but he is not as good-looking as I am, he is suave and attractive!"

The tea in the white-clothed scholar's mouth almost spewed out.

"Wang Po sells melons, and she sells her own melons," he said.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "If you want others to praise you, you must first praise yourself. Well, this scented tea smells so good. Come on, Brother Bai, have a drink!"

The white-clothed scholar did not raise the tea bowl, but looked at Yang Ruoqing with sharp eyes: "Don't rush to drink the tea, tell me, what do you want to do after you have shown your affection several times tonight and started talking like this? I, Bai Shijing, am a scholar, but I like to be open and aboveboard in being a person and doing things, and I don't like going around."

Yang Ruoqing put down the tea bowl, and said seriously: "To tell you the truth, I took the initiative to show my favor to you, brother Bai, not because you are the son of Mrs. Bai's family in Tianhai County, nor because your aunt is the concubine Bai so I came to please you." You, flattering you, I admire you and think you are different from most of the literati at the poetry meeting tonight."

"Different? Why is it different? Tell me." Bai Shijing's eyes narrowed with interest.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, and said: "Although you are all scholars and talented scholars in Tianhai County, there may be people here who are not inferior to you in talent, but in my opinion, you have one more thing than them. "

"What?" Bai Shijing asked again.

Yang Ruoqing dipped her finger in some tea and wrote two words on the table.

"Proud?" Bai Shijing read out.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, it's pride."

Bai Shijing smiled, didn't speak, took a few sips from the tea bowl in front of him, the expression on his face was gloomy and difficult to distinguish.

"I was excluded by them, if it wasn't because my father is a famous person in Tianhai County, and my aunt is the White Concubine, they would definitely not invite me to spoil the scenery with this kind of poetry, and I, it was also because of those family backgrounds The background is being treated politely, and I am also trapped by those family backgrounds, so I have to compromise and come to participate in such a poetry meeting!"

In the hall below, there was a sudden commotion.

Yang Ruoqing and Bai Shijing stopped their conversation and looked down together.

I saw a customer below gave the storyteller money, asking him to tell a story about the life of his parents, Mr. Guan Hang, in Tianhai County.

So the storyteller started to talk, in a cadenced tone, embellishing the things that Hang Zhenxing had done in his life, one by one, like singing an opera.

"This person shouldn't be talking about books, he should be singing operas. What he said is better than what other people sing. I'm a foreigner. I heard such stories when I first came to Tianhai County. I just don't know if the governor of Hang County is serious. Dedicated to the people like the rumors, just like parents?" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

The corners of Bai Shijing's mouth curled into a disdainful arc: "In Tianhai County today, there are too many people like him, and everyone is singing praises for the governor of Hang County. After all, this storyteller is just following someone else's script. I was thinking wildly there, and those so-called literati at the poetry meeting tonight are the writers of the script."

Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened in surprise, "Then, is it true that the Magistrate of Hang is so famous that countless literati bow down?"

Bai Shijing snorted, "Tonight's host, the one in the purple clothes is the son of the sheriff of Hangzhou. Like a father, like a son, both father and son are like gold and jade!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand towards Bai Shijing and gave a thumbs up.

"Brother Bai is well said. For this sentence, I offer you a cup of tea and wine! Do it first as a respect!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

Bai Shijing was taken aback for a moment, and then took a few sips from the wine cup in front of him.

"Who are you? What do you want to do when you approach me? I don't like to beat around the bush!" Bai Shijing said again.

Yang Ruoqing also suppressed the smile on her face, and put on a serious look.

"To be honest, I came from the capital, and I came to Tianhai County to do something grand and grand."

"This big event is to eradicate the moth Hang Zhenxing for the people of Tianhai County! But I need help, and you, Brother Bai, are obviously the one that grows out of the mud. I want to ask Brother Bai to help me !"

Yang Ruoqing cupped her fists and bowed to Bai Shijing.

Bai Shijing frowned, "Hang Zhenxing is indeed a big moth who has been nourished by the people's fat and fat, and I also hate such corrupt officials. In Tianhai County, a large part of the power is drawn by Hang Zhenxing , especially when he hooked up with the great general who protects the country stationed outside the city, he even covered the sky with one hand."

"I used to disdain to participate in a poetry meeting like this night, but now, because Hang Zhenxing has a great general protecting the country behind him, my father is under pressure, and it's not easy to tear him apart, so he sent me here .”

"If this brother is really a nobleman from the capital, it is certainly a good thing to eradicate that moth, but you must first convince me of your strength!" Bai Shijing said with a serious face.

It was within Yang Ruoqing's expectation that Bai Shijing offered such a condition.

"I'll give you something, you'll understand after reading it!" Yang Ruoqing said.

She took out a token glowing blue from her bosom, and placed it in front of Bai Shijing.

"Brother Bai, please take a look."

Bai Shijing picked up the token and put it in front of her eyes, with the character 'Luo' written on it.

"I seem to have seen this token somewhere..." Bai Shijing tried hard to remember.

Yang Ruoqing reminded two words: "Protect the country!"

"Yes, it is the badge of the National Defense Army." Bai Shijing said.

A year ago, he accidentally saw it at his father's place.

"This is the personal badge of the Great General Protecting the Nation." Yang Ruoqing added.

(End of this chapter)