Lu Tianyun gestured for invitation and said, "Lady, please."
Hua Fushu wrapped the whip around his waist and said, "I'm not a female knight who likes to meddle in other people's business. You can just call me Fushu, my beautiful lady."
Lu Tianyun said, "Miss Fushu, please come in."
Hua Fushu called Sanqiao over, and they entered the Sifang Pavilion.
The Sifang Pavilion is four stories high. The third and fourth floors are private rooms, the second floor is guest rooms, and the first floor is a dining area. However, unlike other hotels, there are tables, chairs and benches on the right side for guests to drink and eat, and a tea table on the left side for drinking tea only.
At this time, Hua Fushu and others were sitting at the tea table on the left near the storytelling stage.
The tea table is rectangular in shape, with pear and orange blossoms carved on the edges to symbolize sincere waiting.
In the past, when Lu Tianyun came here, he would drink tea at this tea table and listen to the storyteller tell stories.
Lu Tianyun knelt on the soft cushion, Hua Fushu sat opposite her, cross-legged, Sanqiao and Lu Tianyun's maid Bisi knelt beside them respectively.
Bi Si glanced at the lush flowers, closed her eyes, and remained silent.
A young man in a brown skirt and a green hat came over and said happily when he saw Lu Tianyun, "Isn't this Miss Lu? Miss Lu, can you please stay as usual?"
The second brother raised his head slightly and saw Hua Fushu, "Is this young lady a friend of the young lady?"
Lu Tianyun nodded slightly, her red lips smiling softly, as beautiful as a newly born lotus. She said to the waiter, "Except for the tea, everything else I ordered remains the same. I'll also have a few of your excellent pastries."
The second brother asked, "Which tea lady would you like to change to?"
Lu Tianyun said, "I heard that your shopkeeper got a lot of white tea. Can you give me a pot?"
The waiter was quite embarrassed. "Miss Lu, our shopkeeper only has two cans of white tea. The general spent a lot of money to buy one can from our shopkeeper. Our shopkeeper is also a tea connoisseur. White tea is very expensive. Miss Lu, you should choose another tea. We have many fine teas in Sifang Restaurant."
Lu Tianyun asked, "Is it General Ye Shiheng?"
The second brother answered yes.
Lu Tianyun didn't want to make things difficult for the second brother, so he asked him to brew a pot of Wuyi rock tea.
The second brother asked Hua Fushu and the others to wait for a moment, then went back to prepare tea and snacks.
Lu Tianyun said: "Lady."
Hua Fushu said, "My beautiful lady, please just call me Fushu. I don't deserve the title of heroine."
Lu Tianyun no longer called her Hua Fushu Heroine, but called her Fushu Miss.
Hua Fushu smiled.
Lu Tianyun asked again where Hua Fushu lived and mentioned again that he wanted to visit him to thank him for saving his life.
Hua Fushu was simply helping someone out when she saw injustice, not saving anyone for anything in return. If it were someone else, she would have helped as well, so she didn't need anyone to repay her.
Hua Fushu and Lu Tianyun made it clear, and Lu Tianyun didn't want to mention the visit again.
There is a high platform in the middle of the first floor of Sifang Pavilion. On the platform is a table, a chair, and a white-haired old man. On the table is a fan, a piece of wood, and a celadon teapot.
The white-haired old man was wearing a gray robe that was washed so much that it looked bleached. His eyes were bright and lively.
The white-haired old man picked up the wake-up stick and tapped it gently. The guests in the hall looked over, including the beauties Lu Tianyun and Hua Fushu.
The old man said, "Last time, we talked about how the King of Qin cleverly captured the bandit leader at Longhu Mountain and rid the people of this evil. Today, let's talk about how Ye Zelin, the son of the great general, defeated the Northern Liao Dynasty in three battles and three victories, shall we?"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Bisi stood up and said, "Not good! Major General Ye's third battle against Northern Liao happened two years ago. What's the point of bringing up the past again?"
The old man looked embarrassed.
Lu Tianyun pulled Bisi, and Bisi sat down.
The guests also thought it was pointless to bring up the past and urged the old man to tell another story. The old man had no choice but to obey.
The old man was telling a story about a talented scholar and a beautiful woman, a story of love and hatred. Some people listened to this story, while others found it boring and simply drank to relax.
Hua Fushu didn't want to listen to this story, and Lu Tianyun lost interest after hearing a sentence or two. However, Sanqiao and Bisi were fascinated by it.
At this time, the second brother had already brought the tea and snacks.
Lu Tianyun picked up a plate of pastries shaped like lotus flowers and said, "Miss Fushu, this is lotus pastry. Try it."
Lotus Pastry is a famous snack in the Hangzhou area. It was later introduced to Fengcheng. Its shape resembles a lotus, with clear lotus petals and beautiful shape. It is crispy, delicious, sweet and very flavorful, so it is named Lotus Pastry.
Hua Fushu is a foodie, so how could he miss such delicious snacks?
I picked up a lotus pastry and took a bite. It was indeed crispy and sweet. I gave it a thumbs up and praised it highly.
Hua Fushu and Lu Tianyun hit it off right away and started chatting non-stop, from chivalrous deeds to famous mountains and rivers, to the customs and habits of the closed city and various snacks.
Hua Fushu had just arrived in Beijing and didn't know much about the various snacks in Fengcheng. It was a pity that Lu Tianyun was a lady from a prominent family, otherwise she would have liked to ask Lu Tianyun to take her on a tour of Fengcheng.
The old man on the stage was talking incessantly, while Hua Fushu below the stage kept whispering and asking questions.
With the tap of the wake-up stick, the old man's voice gradually stopped, and Hua Fushu's voice also came to an abrupt halt.
The old man picked up the teapot, put his mouth to the spout, took a few sips of tea, and said, "Let's tell another story about Cui Sheng betraying his beautiful wife."
There was a previous story about a talented scholar and a beautiful woman that was full of love and affection. Most of the listeners were men, so they naturally didn't want to hear any more and asked the old man to tell something else.
The old man thought for a moment and said, "I once heard a story about a plum blossom successor. Let me tell you this legendary story. The plum blossom successor isn't just one person, but a whole family. It's said that every generation of plum blossom successors possesses the plum blossom's pride, its unyielding spirit, and its tenacity."
"Legend has it that the first generation of the Plum Blossom heir possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, superb medical skills, and a benevolent heart. He repeatedly saved Emperor Zhao of Tang from danger. Emperor Zhao was deeply grateful to him and rewarded him generously. Later, he fell in love with one of Emperor Zhao's sisters and gave birth to a daughter, the second generation of the Plum Blossom heir..."
The old man continued to speak, as if he was the legendary heir of the plum blossom, who had experienced that thrilling event. Hua Fushu listened with great interest, while drinking tea and snacks.
The old man continued, "Emperor Ai of the Tang Dynasty was cruel and merciless. The people of Northern Tang were living in misery. His Majesty Taizu rose up in rebellion. Fortunately, he was helped by the descendants of the Plum Blossom, and was able to establish the Song Dynasty. The Zhao kings were both virtuous and talented. After several generations of kings worked tirelessly and tirelessly, we have today's prosperous era. The people live and work in peace and prosperity. The current emperor is even more wise.
The story goes that the heir of the plum blossom family assisted His Majesty Taizu, who rewarded him with a treasure of gold, silver, and jewels, even promising him the title of nobility and chancellor. The heir, refusing to cling to power, thanked His Majesty and retired with the treasure. Rumor has it that the heir hid the treasure, and no one knew about it. Another rumor goes that whoever possesses the plum blossom family possesses the treasure, and whoever possesses the treasure possesses the empire.
After the old man finished speaking, someone asked him about the whereabouts of the treasure.
The old man just said that it was just a story.
Some of the listeners just laughed it off as a story, while others secretly wondered whether the treasure was real or not.
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