Thousands of years

Chapter 30

"Which qin master made this? Speaking of which, we people in Lin'an City play the qin very well!" The lap qin embraced by the lady in front of him was so exquisite that the young ladies who went outing together with him couldn't help admiring it.

Seeing that the spring scenery is about to be dyed by the summer wind, the interest of visiting the garden becomes more and more intense. Not only those small officials and small yamen who play the piano and compose poems, but also the little ladies take advantage of the peach blossoms and willows to gather on the shore of the West Lake and drink tea. Mingqin, so happy.

The lady holding the piano is wearing a smoky peony flower Luo tube top and trousers, which are embroidered with cloud patterns.Another dark smoky-coloured pannier, trimmed with printed and painted crane lace, is so fairy-like.

Sitting on the bluestone at the side, she let the Zhongni-style knee qin fall on her knees. The little lady waved her hands and said: "Where can I hire such a qin? It's just that the master saw that I have achieved a little bit now, so I specially made it Come and use it with me."

Elegant sound and clear rhyme, the feeling of high mountains, and the feeling of flying flowers and flowing water when ordering tea.Under the willows, I sneak away from the Cuiwei place, and my best friend welcomes summer from time to time.A group of women painted tea with tea, and the painting was a spring scene, which became a part of this long scroll.

"Isn't this the latte art in coffee today?" An Ji couldn't stop complaining while reading the book. The person who originally planned to read the story in the book and rest after returning home was fascinated, and would add a sentence of his own emotion from time to time.

"The Tea Hundred Operas and the like are really good treasures left by the ancestors. I don't know what kind of grand scene it was back then, so that so many ingenious things were born."

If he could see what is recorded in this book with his own eyes, or if he has studied Chinese history like An Ji, I am afraid that no one will not praise the sages for the countless things that are still novelty in these thousands of years of wisdom.

"Ha..." Woke up early today, and An Ji, who had just recovered from a cold, was sleepy, but he was still attracted by the stubborn people in this book, and couldn't bear to put the book aside to be left out in the cold.

After a lot of joy, all the young ladies felt that the fifth sister of the An family had found a husband.

This overwhelming willow catkins can prevent friends from seeing each other, and it really can't stop letters from each other talking about their thoughts-the fifth sister is bedridden because of this flying flower, but it gives the Fangya Nei, who keeps talking, a chance to make up for his mistakes and send people to send greetings several times .

"Sixth sister, your fifth sister has taken in Luo Qi, but when the time comes, you will have another blind date and ask Fang Yamen to give you the gold hairpin again?"

Miss An Liu is a rare visitor, even if she came, she was still in a hurry to go back to the shop!The ladies took advantage of this opportunity to joke with the sixth sister for a while...

Under the cover of folding fans and brocade handkerchiefs, the young ladies of several families laughed together.Even the banished fairy-like lady playing the qin could not escape such vulgarity. After a while, she said to the sixth sister: "It's still as comfortable as your master's weave, but it's a pity that you can't buy it in the tailor shop!"

Most of the Luo on the market today are materials that are not crisp enough, but hard and not soft.Although fancy is tight, anyone who has seen good materials will naturally feel disliked.

Regarding this blatant compliment from her friend, the sixth sister just smiled and said nothing.They are both weavers, how can we distinguish between them?Only by making a good deal together can both those who are called buyers and those who sell together can benefit from it.

"This is really reasonable!" An Ji, who was reading the book, suddenly popped out such a sentence, which shocked his father who had been diligently sweeping the floor as soon as he got home. He was about to ask the former what happened, so much so that everyone Hu Xiaoming, but saw that his daughter was fascinated again.

The wind passing through the window is also reading with An Ji, don't care if it can't understand it, the left and right are reflecting the golden sunlight on the yellowed old pages, making people squint their eyes slightly, and still feel That word has a deep meaning engraved in my eyes.

"I should go back, let's talk about it another day..." There was smoke from a house not far away, and Sister An Liu said goodbye to her friends and went back to the master's shop.Orange red when it comes, golden yellow when it returns, the sun paints everything around it, and it is happier than those who visit spring!

(End of this chapter)