Chapter 225: Who said that the city is not literary? ~To give up is more comfortable than loving you

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The assistant unconsciously sorted out his shirt and straightened his body: "Sorry! I came to meet Mr. Xue at the invitation of Ms. Xue."
The porter inside heard the voice and responded: "Come on, wait a minute."
I heard the sound of pulling the door pin inside, and the two doors of the'Gazhizhi' Zhuqi door opened like this.
A two-piece porter wearing a blue-green thick base set stood in front of the door with a smile on it.
He smiled at the person outside the door and said, "Mr. Chuchuan? Mr. Qin has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."
All the minds of Sugagawa Ryufu were attracted by the vivid stone lion carvings at the gate. It is said that in ancient China, the sample sculptures of lions should not be placed at the entrance of the non-daguan nobles.
And the dragon on the rain-preventing beam outside the door made him quite enchanted, and it was the only specification of the clan. He didn't recover his thoughts until the leader in the courtyard asked them to enter.
As soon as the group entered the gate, they began to sizzle and air-conditioned. There was a hundred-meter-long green courtyard, which was displayed in front of everyone's eyes. On both sides, there was still a red promenade topped by wooden columns, one left and one right Divided into two channels.
The porter swung his hand to the right and said, "Come with me."
A few people walked along the right hand side of the promenade. The courtyard was all made of giant bluestones with a long history, and the sides of the promenade were planted with lush flowers.
The crowd walked for only a minute, then they turned into a small corridor hall. The porter did not enter the door with him. He only flicked his sleeves outside and gave a half and a half to the Chuchuan and others to say goodbye: "I There are still responsibilities, please wait a few moments in the pavilion, the housekeeper will arrive later." Then he retreated quietly.
Several people couldn't help but froze for a moment. What do you mean? You are not responsible for bringing Qin Guan to you? Then you are just looking at the door? It seems that the specifications of the gate are too high.
A few people haven’t thought about it yet. The spirit of living in Chuan was attracted by the layout in the corridor courtyard. On the side of the wall, there was a stroke of strokes, and the name of the building was written on it. : Breeze and elegance.
He sat on the chair opposite the calligraphy and painting with great admiration. He was ready to admire the work and walked in from the side door of the gallery.
This person is wearing a thick blue coat with the same background color, but the embroidering method of the cuffs and neckline is more complicated. Others did not smile three-pointedly. I’m sorry, I’m the housekeeper of Qingfeng Yazhu. Mr. Qin has been waiting for the guests for a long time, and he should have been asked to serve tea for a few first. However, because of the limited time, Mr. Qin thinks it is more appropriate to meet first."
Nobuo Sumikawa nodded in agreement, he was too curious, okay? This temporary hospitality hall is so beautiful, so how amazing should he really meet the mysterious Mr. Qin?
Several people followed the decent butler along the laid-back cobblestone path, through the flowery courtyard, and reached the deepest courtyard.
With the opening of Zhu Qi's gate, this typical courtyard courtyard seems to let people enter another time and space.
The simple red lanterns floating in front of the doors of the rooms, and the tall glass sun room on the floor, remind people that the people who live here are not ancient people.
A tall pomegranate tree was completely enveloped by this colorful glass house. The butler pushed the outer door of the glass house lightly and gently, and Chuchuan forgot it at once.
The sun shines through the pomegranate trees in the glass house, and it shines on several lounge chairs under the tree. On the middle of the dragon-carved mahogany lounge chair, there is a relish of a young man in a lined ancient book.
He wore a black silk gown, but he didn't have the sense of the old times. The silver embroidery on the robe and the sloping corners, the whole dress was gorgeous and beautiful.
He was surrounded by the same old and interesting mahogany carvings, with a handful of purple sand and a small bowl above him.
The hazy steam surrounds him, making this young man full of misty fairy, not like mortals.
Everyone in Sukawa waited like this, standing beside the glass house, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them, and feeling a little drunk.
Because of this fascinating autumn, because of this admirable yard, because of this person who eclipses all the scenery.
Everyone looked at Qin Guan’s eyes still confused, and the coughing behind his back sounded: "Oh, hello, Mr. Chuanlao, Mr. Yamakawa, why don’t you come in? You are the housekeeper too, don’t remind me Our VIP?"
The housekeeper hurriedly said yes, so Xue Xue came in and pretended like this, cough cough cough, stunned, hahaha your weak anti-chunks have burst, under the pressure of my Daqin, I only bow down 'S share!
With Chu Xue and others walking into this dreamy flower room, the closer to Qin Guan, the stronger sense of fairyland becomes more obvious.
Qin Guan smiled slightly at the people who were walking towards him, put down the book in his hand, and Shi Shiran stood up like this.
The jade-like hands stretched out in front of everyone, and everyone's eyes also followed their hands without fireworks to their seats.
This is Qin Guan's polite invitation.
Everyone sat one by one on the shiny old chair that had been worn, only to find that this chair, which looked hard, was quite comfortable to sit on.
The structure of this chair gives a sense of timeliness and broad horses, and the back of the back of the chair is timely, and Sukawa Ryufu did so. He leaned his back on the red wood carved chair, which made the entourage nearby I was shocked.
When will his president be so relaxed in front of others? This is really unexpected.
The housekeeper on the side saw everyone sitting down and walked out of the flower room, and then several middle-aged women of all ages put tea sets for guests on the upper side of each chair.
As the water vapor rose, the tea color in everyone's cup rose, the golden color of the soup was like amber, and the natural fragrance of orchids floated in the air.
Ryufu Sumikawa picked up the tea cup and admired it with a sip.
"Fresh water peaks, clouds spitting fog, monks planting tea, full of mountain air, the essence of sun and moon, and the haze of smoke..." Qin Guan lightly opened his thin lips, reading in this fairyland Such ancient words.
In the deepest part of the flower room, under a few clumps of autumn chrysanthemums, the incense is ran, and a beautiful young girl is playing a guqin solo.
The crowd looked at Qin Guan in the mist, as if time had flowed back for several years. They were like witnessing the young people living in this courtyard. On a normal morning, they expressed feelings for a cup of good tea.
Ryufu Sumikawa pointed at the tea cup at one end of Qin Guan, and Qin Guan smiled slightly: "Anxi Tieguanyin."