It was all afternoon and evening until the restaurant closed, and Bai Xiucai kept tying the abacus with one hand and dancing with a brush with the other, with almost no rest.

The reason was that the shopkeeper heard from the traveler who had traveled from the Western Regions that there was a meal called afternoon tea in the Western Regions. So she and Master Wang, who made pastries in the county, made afternoon tea in the Hongli Pavilion. She carefully arranged the originally simple pastry and made some court cuisine. The people of Yong Kingdom like luxury, and even more so were those idle nobles.

If the restaurant in the afternoon and evening was surrounded by hungry people, the restaurant in the afternoon and evening would be filled with nobles who were very talkative. They were used to spending big, so the dignified boss lady smiled so much that she was about to go to the sky.

The scholar sighed and closed the account book, stretched.

Although it is not considered a daily investment of gold, it is a foregone conclusion that it is worthwhile to earn hundreds of silver every day.

What is the salary that is high and the amount of oil and water is not as good as these few taels of silver.

"Come on, pay for the wages."

"Okay!"

It was like scattering a handful of millet on a square full of white doves, and flocks of birds roared and flew over.

The waiter left and right, the big kitchen was big, and the little white scholar was a little. Seven people rushed up and sat in one by one around the big table where the shopkeeper was. Everyone looked very enthusiastic, looking forward to how much wages they would be this week.

He glanced at the seven people who looked even more jackals and tigers than jackals and leopards. The shopkeeper hummed with a smile and spread the seven earthy letters on the table.

Although each letter had its own name written on it, everyone rushed up like carp that could not eat bait, and after a moment they wiped the wooden table several times cleaner than early in the morning.

After getting their respective letters, everyone except Bai Xiucai couldn't wait to take them apart and see what they were doing - it wasn't that Bai Xiucai was not greedy for money, but he could tell how much his salary was just by weighing it with his hands.

"Shopkeeper! Why did I lose one cent this week!"

"Because you fell two porcelain bowls the day before yesterday."

"Auntie! Why do I have only two cents of silver?"

"What's the point of having so much money for a child? Just buy some candy."

"Shopkeeper! Why did I have two cents of silver?"

"Oh? I'll take it back now."

The waiter quickly covered his wages.

The shopkeeper laughed it off.

Bai Xiucai, who was standing beside him, calmly put away the envelope containing a full ten taels of silver, stood up, and compiled it for the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly, "Scholar Bai, why don't you go to the 'Manyan Garden' again?"

Everyone stopped their hands and turned around in unison, looking at the white scholar who had been graceful in their eyes.

What is Manyanyuan? It is the favorite place for everyone except the shopkeeper and Xiaobudian.

Bai Xiucai, who thought he would blush and shyly, just smiled slightly, "As the shopkeeper said."

"Don't spend all your week's wages there again."

The shopkeeper said lightly, leaning down on the wooden table.

"clear."

Bai Xiucai nodded, glanced at his colleagues who had the words "real man" written in his eyes, and turned around and took steps.

"Brother Bai, where is Manyan Garden?"

Children speak unrestrainedly, but they don’t know how to answer.

He raised his head and thought for a while.

"That's the full Yanyuan courtyard, it's the place where Yanzi returns to the south."

Compared to the busy and crowded daytime, the streets at night are much deserted and spacious.

Although there is not a curfew like Yongyang City, it is very common for people who do not stay at night in the small county town.

I have been busy for a day and have not come home at night to spend a comfortable and comfortable life. What are you going to wander on the street? Catch ghosts?

Bai Xiucai walked in the center of the four-sided avenue, taking steps, step by step, slowly and steadily.

At the end of the street, the yard is filled with lights and wine.

There is the second golden signboard of Pingshui County.

The Yanyuan courtyard is full of a five-story green building.

It is said that it is a golden sign, not that there are four beauties with national beauty hidden inside, but because it is the only place in Pingshui County to be famous and famous actors.

Yonghua Country is so beautiful, even Qing’s building is the same - no, it should be said that brothels are even more so.

The antique courtyard, gilded eaves, high pillars of red phoenixes, and screens of famous mountains and rivers. The lack of good-looking actors can't be said to be on the table.

Of course, there are many people who like to do things under the table.

Bai Xiucai seemed to remember something and smiled faintly.

He raised his head and looked at the tall building that was unknowingly close to him.

Unlike others, when he walked to the spacious door that never rejected guests, there was no common sound of attracting guests.

I didn't even hear the 'Young Master come and play'.

What's the reason

"Oh, Bai Xiucai, is here again?"

The old man standing against the door smiled charmingly at him, and the milfs were old.

He nodded slightly, walked forward, took out the letter from his arms, took out five taels of silver, and placed it in her hand.

The old man took the money, gave him a blessing, and watched him walk into the yard.

There was some more pity in the smiley eyes.

The fourth floor of Manyanyuan is neither the place where the courtesans on the fifth floor nor the place where the beauties on the third floor are resting.

The one who lives on this floor is the old turtle, the bustard, and the one who only knows how to play the piano.

Push the door and enter.

A bright moon hangs in the sky.

In front of the window, she was wearing a white dress and a veil. She turned her back to him, and her slender fingers gently stroked the strings of the guqin. She song "Seeing the Leave People" tells the pain of leaving home.

He did not interrupt, but walked slowly to the table with a cup of hot tea and sat cross-legged.

Just like this sad song that touches the heartstrings, three years ago, when he first arrived in Pingshui County, he never thought that he would meet her who had been away for more than ten years here.

That year, he and her childhood sweethearts were determined to practice martial arts and ask swords to serve the country and save the world, while the other just wanted to live together until old age.

One person won, one person won.

That year, the military country went south, and the Yonghua country was not in good condition. The war between him and her hometown was like a prairie fire, burning the town where tens of thousands of people depended for survival. Her cheek, which should have been closed, was cut off a scar that could not be hidden by a dagger by an unknown military army soldier. Later, she was able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering under the surprise attack of the Yonghua country, but she had no relatives. She was wandering for several years and finally fell into the dust.

He didn't know all this until he met her Yu Sui.

Since then, he has spent ten taels of silver every week to come to the courtyard of Manyan, listen to her playing the piano and drink a cup of tea together.

This is all he can do.

The end of a song.

He reached out his hand, rubbed his eyes slightly, took out the envelope with his name written from his arms, and placed it gently on the tea table.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky with her pupils that were not as clear as before.

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country."

The sound is cool and there is no temperature.

He didn't say anything, and looked up at the empty seat opposite the desk in front of him.

"Why not go to the temple?"

She stroking the strings of the piano and asked calmly.

He still didn't speak.

“Isn’t that your ambition?”

She asked again.

He still didn't say anything, but still looked at the empty seat in front of him, as if she would stand up and sit there in the next second.

But she didn't, she just turned her back to him and played the piano against the window.

"I just want to be by your side."

The strings are broken.

She smiled desolately, "It would be fine if you thought so ten years ago."

He lowered his head and looked at his hands and the white shirt on his body, "But I don't regret it."

"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. This is not just empty words." He seemed to smile bitterly and said lightly, "It's just that I'm too full."

"Then let's drink the tea while it's hot."

She stroked the broken string gently and said lightly.

He nodded, raised the teacup, and then put it down.

Silence for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Yue'er, I and Shiyou"

Halfway through the conversation, I still want to say it.

I just got up slowly, walked out of the door, and left a saying, "I will come again."

After he left, she turned around and looked at the man walking on the small table with the cold tea, and the envelope with the words "Bai Xiucai".

A desolate smile.
Chapter completed!