My apprentice is a little weird?

Chapter 413 Meeting an old friend

The steward couldn't help praising the dish, and for a moment he even forgot what he was supposed to do and just savored the dish carefully.

This excited look was even more than that of the waiter, which made the latter feel proud. At the same time, he also remembered what the steward had just instructed him to do, and he quickly came back to his senses and called out.

"Butler! What should we do next!"

"What should we do?! Why don't we quickly invite the person who wrote this poem to come up..."

The manager suddenly stopped talking halfway, then remembered that Qianyu Tower was booked for today and tomorrow.

But the rules of Qianyu Tower have always been like this. As long as Wen Mo is selected, he can go up to the fifth floor and taste Qianyu liquor.

And this is actually just a side note. The reason why Qianyu Tower can attract so many literati and poets of Lan Dynasty is not only because of the Qianyu wine, but also because the inner walls of Qianyu Tower are almost covered with calligraphy left by famous people.

Whether it is calligraphy, poetry, parallel prose...almost all the famous figures of the Lan Dynasty have left their original works in Qianyu Tower.

There are also some people who get inspiration for poetry after being drunk with a cup of wine, but have no inspiration after waking up.

This has continued till now, and it has attracted countless scholars. Even if they don't come to taste the Thousand Feathers Nectar, they are fascinated by the poems and songs in it that make them fascinated.

Therefore, gradually, people with good literary skills could enter Qianyu Tower, but they had to leave their original works inside.

The steward looked at the poem in his hand. In his mind, it was almost ranked in the top ten. Such a rare poem was rarely seen.

If you are turned away...

After only a slight hesitation, he quickly made up his mind.

If it comes to a long-term relationship, he must not treat the other party unfairly. After all, this is not just a matter of one person but a rule. He is not a short-sighted person.

"Lead the way, I will go down and bring him in personally."

The waiter nodded, and the steward hurried downstairs with the paper.

.........

In the Shiya Pavilion, Jiang Yan put down his brush, picked up the rice paper and blew gently on it. The ink on it dried quickly, and then he handed it to Lin Ran.

"How's my writing?"

Lin Ran took it dazedly and nodded subconsciously, but then he suddenly reacted and became extremely excited.

"Brother Lu! This is you!"

Jiang Yan scratched his head and laughed.

"You sang it when you were drunk, and I thought it was good, so I wrote it down. How about that?"

Everyone thought it made more sense! No one questioned it, and they all complimented Lin Ran with amazement or praise.

The latter opened his mouth to speak but suddenly stopped. Facing the envious or admiring gazes of the surrounding Confucian scholars, he was unable to deny it.

Jiang Yan was not affected. He casually picked up the rice paper and held Lin Ran's hand. He left under the envious gazes of everyone and went straight into Qianyu Tower.

Before he got close, a middle-aged man in gorgeous robes hurried over, followed by a waiter.

When they got closer, the smile on the steward's face had not yet fully bloomed, and the waiter slightly tilted his head towards Jiang Yan.

The manager noticed and his smile froze on his face.

Jiang Yan naturally knew the inside story, and wisely took a step back and brought up his previous statement again.

The manager's expression softened upon hearing this. He gave the waiter a fierce look before smiling at Lin Ran.

Lin Ran already had a guess in his mind at this moment. After seeing Jiang Yan smiling throughout the whole process, he became more certain of his guess, so he no longer hesitated and agreed decisively.

"Brother Lu must have some story. Could it be..."

Lin Ran imagined a poor man’s son…passing the imperial examination…a runaway lady…the two fell in love…the family was torn apart…they worked hard to become strong…the lady got married…they were disheartened…

Jiang Yan naturally had no idea of ​​such a fantastic idea, and because of Lin Ran's insistence, Jiang Yan was welcomed into Qianyu Tower by the steward.

As soon as he entered Neijiang Yan was attracted by the scene inside.

The decoration of Qianyu Tower is elegant and comfortable, without any luxurious or extravagant combinations. It is simple but not crude.

These can only be considered mediocre, but what really refreshed Jiang Yan's eyes and ears were the poems written and painted on the walls.

It looks messy at first glance, but upon closer inspection it is full of freehand and elegant style.

"This is a collection of poems by countless famous poets over the past hundreds of years. The higher you go, the higher the level of poetry!"

"You two come with me."

The butler was very polite to Lin Ran. Wherever Lin Ran stopped, the butler would introduce him to her. His attitude was very respectful, which made Lin Ran feel very comfortable.

Jiang Yan...it doesn't matter, it's just a side thing.

After reaching the fifth floor, the housekeeper arranged for them to sit in an elegant seat with windows facing the river, and then left in a hurry, saying that he had something to do.

Jiang Yan looked at the decoration on the fifth floor and nodded.

"The upper and lower levels are so different, they are almost a world of their own."

In the elegant seat with carved wooden lattices, the river breeze penetrates through the window lattices made of special wood, and passes through the hollow thousand-feather patterns on the window lattices, and is filtered into a thin and fragrant glutinous aroma.

If you feel bored, you can go to the open-air lounge on the fifth floor. It would be a great pleasure to stand in the lounge, holding a golden cup and chatting with friends.

And all of this comes from the person in front of me who has walked with me.

Looking around, I found that the surroundings were unusually quiet compared to the downstairs, with almost no guests coming and going.

The manager just mentioned casually that someone had reserved the venue today, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He looked at Jiang Yan and whispered:

"Um, Brother Lu, you..."

Jiang Yan waved his hand: "Every family has its own problems."

"Oh~"

"When I was buying miscellaneous books for my child, I came across that poem in a torn volume. I thought it was very good, so I memorized it."

Lin Ran had originally been in a state of sudden realization, thinking that there was some stirring secret behind Jiang Yan, but the reason turned out to be so plain and simple? !

"Brother Na Lu, why are you shirking responsibility? It's me..."

"I can't write that kind of article. If it gets exposed, I'll be scolded, so I'm pushing it to you."

"But……"

Lin Ran's curiosity was aborted, and the truth was too real for him to accept.

But thinking back on it, it seemed natural. It was just that he thought too much and seemed to be worried about gains and losses.

Jiang Yan squinted his eyes and smiled. Just as he was about to get up and go to the open-air lounge to enjoy the night view of Qianyu River, he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice in his ears.

"Senior sister, Sister Qiaoer, please don't be so tense. We finally got a leave from the sect to go home. We should relax."

"You have a cold face every day, as if someone owes you spiritual stones. Besides, Senior Brother is not resurrected..."

"Xiang Ling, there are clear regulations for taking leave to go home to visit relatives. You are only given one month. You are not allowed to disclose any information from the sect to the outside world, and you are not allowed to interfere in worldly affairs at will."

"Last time you violated the sect's rules by revealing the situation inside the sect to your father. You should be fined according to the sect's rules..."

"Sister Qiaoer! How could you be so cruel? I only told Dad how I was doing inside the sect, but I didn't reveal the situation inside the sect!"

"Really? Then what is the promotional lucky draw event in your store today? It's really good. How about I send a message to the field elders..."

Qin Xiangling's eyes were misty and she hugged Li Qiaoer's arms with grievance, her voice sad.

"No, my little money will be deducted, and I still need to follow the latest updates of "The Story Between the Big Brother and the Little Brother". If all my money is deducted, I will have to do odd jobs..."

Li Qiaoer remained calm, her pretty face as cold as frost and she was not moved at all.

"This is how you ruined the reputation of our eldest brother. You are a bunch of scum who have no regard for ethics and moral principles and wrote such a filthy book."

"I'll give you another chance. Don't mention those things in front of me next time."

Qin Xiangling's sad face suddenly turned into a smile, and she kept praising her senior sister for being so good, which made Li Qiaoer shake her head helplessly.

Suddenly, Li Qiaoer tilted her head slightly as if she sensed something, and looked up abruptly. A huge and boundless divine thought descended invisibly, covering the surroundings.

The Qianyu Tower was brightly lit, and the bright moonlight shone on the glazed tiles, dotted with starlight.

Shadows of people were projected on the carved window frames, and the sound of people talking and laughing could be heard, and the wine glasses were clinking. Apart from that, there was nothing unusual...

"It's an illusion..."

Li Qiaoer's eyes were dazed, as if they were reflecting someone.

Qin Xiangling was also disturbed by what happened just now. She stopped playing and looked around carefully, but her divine sense kept checking here but found nothing unusual.

So he looked at Li Qiaoer in confusion, with questioning eyes, as if saying, Senior Sister, what are you posting again...what are you doing?

Li Qiaoer checked dozens of times as if she was unwilling to give up, and then she suppressed her throbbing and regained her calm.

"It's okay. Maybe it sensed someone was watching me."

Qin Xiangling was somewhat speechless: "Sister Qiaoer, although they can't hear our conversation, we are not hiding our bodies, so of course someone will see us."

As she said this, she lightly jumped up her hips and pushed them against Li Qiaoer's buttocks, grinning evilly.

"Besides, Sister Qiao'er, with your figure and appearance, isn't it normal for people to stare at you~"

Li Qiao'er said nothing but raised her hand as if to hit. Qin Xiangling quickly shrank her neck and jumped briskly to the side of the wealthy man and pulled his arm.

"Dad, where is this?"

The man was Qin Xiangling’s father, Qin Menglin, the head of the Qin family!

Although several decades have passed, he still does not look old, except for a few more silver hairs on his temples and forehead, but he is still full of energy.

At this moment, his expression was full of pride but also a little excited and helpless.

He raised his hand and patted the back of Qin Xiangling's hand, took two steps forward and bowed to Li Qiaoer, saying:

"Li Xian... Miss Li, I have a bad temper, please forgive me. I should have hosted a banquet for you when I returned, but unfortunately the mansion was under renovation a few months ago... It won't be completely finished today or tomorrow..."

"Therefore, we can only host a banquet here..."

Qin Xiangling didn't take it seriously after hearing this: "Dad, don't worry so much. I'm so powerful now that I don't even need to eat."

"Besides, I've eaten all kinds of delicious food in the sect and I'm tired of it a long time ago, so there's no need for Dad to do this."

Qin Menglin's face turned serious and he wanted to scold her, but when he looked at his beautiful little girl, he could only sigh helplessly:

"How disrespectful! How could Dad not know how you are doing? And Dad is hosting a banquet just for you? Don't you consider your...senior sister?!"

But Qin Xiangling's face was serious: "Don't worry about my senior sister. You should know that she is a fairy in our sect who is not interested in worldly things~"

"How can a fairy eat the fireworks of the mortal world? So Senior Sister won't care..."

"can."

"what?"

Qin Xiangling was slightly startled. She seemed to have heard what her senior sister said just now?

"Sister, what did you just say?"

Li Qiaoer stared at Qianyu Tower seriously.

"Here, yes."

Qin Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and then her face was full of shock.

"Senior Sister, you...are actually interested in restaurants?"

As a businessman, Qin Menglin is good at observing people's words and expressions. He realized something just from that one sentence.

So he narrowed his eyes and smiled, and while leading everyone into Qianyu Tower, he told them all the origins, history, and related stories and anecdotes of Qianyu Tower.

To be honest, some of these stories were quite interesting and at least caught Qin Xiangling's attention.

In this way, the group entered Qianyu Tower.

At this time, the manager of Qianyu Tower went out early to greet them, but quietly pulled Qin Menglin aside.

"Master Qin, um... there is something that may make you unhappy, but don't worry, Qianyu Tower has invited you to the banquet today..."

"Wait, what happened?"

Qin Menglin got to the point of the problem without waiting for the manager to finish speaking, with a questioning tone.

Although my daughter didn't care about this welcoming banquet, judging from the performance of her senior sister just now, although it was not obvious, she was still interested in Qianyu Tower.

If something went wrong at today's welcoming banquet, he would be fine, but he might offend his daughter's senior sister.

It's really not good.

The butler heard the seriousness in Qin Menglin's words and smiled bitterly in his heart.

"I'm afraid this won't be easy to solve..."

But no matter how troublesome it was, it had to be resolved. The steward carefully considered his words and told the whole story of what had just happened.

Finally, the steward added:

"If Patriarch Qin is willing, you can ask that young man Lin Ran to write a poem for your daughter. I believe that a person who can write such a poem must be good at writing poems."

Qin Menglin said nothing, but just repeated those lines of poetry in his mind.

'A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a companion.

Raising a glass to invite the bright moon, my shadow and I become three people...'

"It's really good..."

"Right!"

After pondering for a moment, Qin Menglin did not agree immediately but pretended to hesitate, and finally nodded slightly.

"If so, I can write a poem to help cheer you up."

"Okay! Master Qin, please come in!"

The manager felt relieved when he saw that his persuasion was successful. This move not only saved the largest customer but also the century-old reputation of Qianyu Tower. He might also be able to use this incident as an opportunity to promote the business.

This will raise the popularity of Qianyu Tower to a higher level.

"A grand feast is held in Qianyu Pavilion, and talented people from humble backgrounds compose magnificent poems. Wonderful, wonderful!"

The manager became happier and happier the more he thought about it, and felt that today was truly his lucky day.

He also didn't think about whether Lin Ran could write a satisfactory poem...

.........

Lin Ran looked at "Brother Lu" who suddenly fell silent for some reason and felt a little strange.

How come he was raising his glass to the moon just now and became silent the next moment?

And he could also hear the other person whispering something?

"Although he is an outcast, why is his reputation bad because he was expelled peacefully?"

"And what... what is the story that the elder brother and the younger brother have to tell? Don't give it such a fantasy name!"

"Brother Lu?"

"Oh, what's wrong? I just thought of something and was absent-minded."

Lin Ran suddenly realized: "Brother Lu probably didn't get enough rest, so he is a little listless, but Brother Lu must cheer up, otherwise it will be a pity if he can't taste the Qianyu Jingjiang later."

"It's good that we won't be kicked out later..."