[PS: This week, it will reach the top of the new book list, and the ten chapters explode!]

Zhao Yuan walked slowly in the streets and alleys.

Many places in Xujiaqiao are still broken walls, and the mob left scars on this quaint town.

Perhaps this time, Wanjia's action moved the villagers of Xujiaqiao. The neighbors were united and helped each other, but they did not see the residents living on the streets.

Yangshan Inn.

Zhao Yuan's body suddenly became stunned. Before he knew it, he actually walked to Yangshan Inn.

In my mind, Youlan's beautiful and sad face and the bold sound of the piano appeared.

"Xiao Zhao, you are here, come here, come here, come here to cook the fire. Oh my God, it's really frozen to death."

Just as Zhao Yuan was wandering at the entrance of Yangshan Inn, the old shopkeeper, Mr. Wan, saw someone standing at the door and thought he was asking for red envelopes. When he came out, he found that it was Zhao Yuan and hurriedly called Zhao Yuan into the inn to burn the fire.

There were more people in the inn. There were a lot of servants around the charcoal stove, and some customers staying in the hotel were talking about the mountains, each of whom was dancing and spitting out droplets.

When Uncle Wan introduced Zhao Yuan to everyone, people's eyes when they looked at Zhao Yuan immediately became more awe. This awe did not make Zhao Yuan feel proud, but instead complained secretly and could only sit down with a sharp tongue.

Seeing Zhao Yuan sit down, everyone's topic immediately turned to the day of the mob attack, trying to make the silent Zhao Yuan speak.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yuan, who was boasting about how brave he was that day, was boring and embarrassed to leave, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Xiao Zhao, go, the old room is only one living there." Uncle Wan was restless when he saw Zhao Yuan restless, and immediately pulled Zhao Yuan quietly and said softly.

"Ahem..."

"All of them are experienced, are you young? You are more angry, unlike our older ones... Go and go!"

Uncle Wan pulled Zhao Yuan up and pushed Zhao Yuan up the stairs.

Zhao Yuan went upstairs with a wry smile.

301.

Zhao Yuan stood at the door of Room 301 and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Cry..." Just as Zhao Yuan was about to leave, the door suddenly opened.

Youlan looked at Zhao Yuan, and Zhao Yuan looked at Youlan with his eyes facing each other. There was a hint of surprise in Youlan's eyes, but Zhao Yuan was a little embarrassed.

"You are here." Youlan, who was stunned, quickly came to her senses.

"Um."

"Come in, it's cold outside."

"Um."

Zhao Yuan could only walk into the room with his teeth and sit by the charcoal stove.

Youlan did not sit down, but poured tea for Zhao Yuan. Soon, a cup of fragrant tea was served in front of Zhao Yuan.

"This is the Yangshan wild tea I collected, it is very fragrant... Haha, are you funny? When the bridge building caught fire, I didn't think of my own property. The first thing I thought of was Qin and painting, and then the tea leaves. As a result, the only things I brought out were Qin paintings and tea leaves." Youlan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Miss Youlan is an elegant person." Zhao Yuan tasted it gently and nodded in admiration. Although the aroma of this tea is rich, it is pleasant. It is a bit bitter in the mouth, but it tastes sweet and sweet. It is the best tea. I didn't expect that this brothel girl in a remote countryside actually knew how to taste tea. It was really surprising.

"Looking at the way the young master serves tea and drinks tea, he should be a fellow disciple. Unfortunately, the bridge tower was burned down by a fire and there are no tea sets here. Otherwise, drinking tea and enjoying snow with the young master will definitely be a good thing."

"Haha, I am an ordinary person. I know what kind of tea ceremony there is, and I laughed at it."

Zhao Yuan was shocked. He had been hiding deliberately, but he was inadvertently revealing his strength. Fortunately, this woman was just a brothel. If she encountered an enemy, it would be very dangerous.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan secretly alerted himself.

At the same time, Zhao Yuan secretly amazes himself that the brothel women are indeed knowledgeable.

Knowledgeable...

Zhao Yuan's heart moved.

Knowledgeable...

Zhao Yuan's heart moved.

Brothel is not just a place of romance. In any era, brothel is an intelligence distribution center.

The Great Qin Empire was the most powerful country in the Zhanyun Continent. The population, land and grain output were much higher than the previous dynasties, the economic development was ahead of schedule, and the technological development was changing with each passing day. The long-standing Da Qin culture showed an unprecedented prosperity.

Because the level of poetry and dance art have reached an extremely high level, the artful brothels have also shown abnormal prosperity.

Compared with the ancient primitive sex-trading, the brothels of the Qin Empire are no longer just a place for men to vent their physiology. Brothels have become social places where literati and poets gather.

Because of the role of brothels, the requirements for brothel women have also been greatly improved. They not only need to be beautiful, but also need to be well educated, good at poetry, books, songs, and both talent and color.

Most of the famous buildings in the Great Qin Empire were trained since childhood and had extremely strict requirements. In addition to chess, calligraphy and painting, they had to learn about their educational level.

In the long history of the Qin Empire, countless strange women have appeared. They not only showed amazing creativity in literary poetry, but also led fashion, and even showed freely on the political stage. A pair of tiny hands stretched out from time to time to the highest power that can command the world...

...

From Youlan's words and behaviors, it can be seen that this woman is not a vulgar fan. If you make friends with her, you may be able to find some unknown secrets, and at least, you can also know some social trends.

After Zhao Yuan decided, he remained calm and just quietly tasted the bitter sweetness of Yangshan wild tea.

Youlan didn't take the initiative to talk to Zhao Yuan. She squatted down occasionally and used a pot to scald water by the stove.

The room was extremely quiet, and the needle could be heard.

Zhao Yuan looked at the temporary room quietly.

The layout of the guest rooms is the same thousands of times, nothing surprising. Moreover, Wanjia Yangshan Inn takes a people-friendly route, and the decoration is not luxurious. The overall look is just refreshing and clean.

Of course, Zhao Yuan did not look at the structure of the guest room, he looked at the temporary decorations of Youlan.

By observing a person, you can see his or her life habits and tastes from some details.

There are basically no extra ornaments in the guest room. In addition to the guzheng, there are also several paintings hanging on the walls, one of which is a bit black, and it should have been snatched out of the bridge and fire.

Although several paintings are not treasures, they are also considered excellent works. Among them, the smoky "Flowers and Birds Pictures" is particularly outstanding, with a full brush and full of ink and strong force. The flowers and birds are meticulous and exquisite, and the movements that flap wings and fly are filled with the vitality of nature. The composition of the landscape is also strange and does not fall into the old path, and is full of creativity. The seal carving is unique and eye-catching, and the calligraphy is outstanding and unique, which is a great master.

What a pity, what a pity!

Looking at the smoky "Flowers and Birds Picture", Zhao Yuan sighed secretly. This painting has reached the level of a master, but it is smoked by fireworks, destroying the overall beauty.

"Do you like it too?" Youlan asked suddenly.

"What?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.

"This painting."

"fine."

"This is what Wenxuan painted."

"Who is Wenxuan?" Zhao Yuan was stunned. He had heard of the famous painters of the Great Qin Empire, but he had never heard of a person named Wenxuan.

"Of course you don't know." Youlan smiled slightly and said, "This painting was given by a sister who has been living here. She said that the owner of this painting has been diligent, never stopped working, and has his own strength, and has noble character. Unfortunately, because of his arrogance, he did not flatter the powerful and had a lifetime of depression and unsuccessfulness."

"What a pity." Zhao Yuan sighed slightly, thinking of his misfortune. If this continues, he might end up in depression one day.

"Yes, it's a pity that the sister was willing to elope with him, but was rejected. She was discouraged. She left the imperial capital and passed by here. Looking back on the past, she was heartbroken and gave this painting to me. I hope that one day I can return the painting to the original owner and tell him that she is married to a wife."

"You're going to the imperial capital?"

"I have no plans for the time being, the sister said that if I like it, I can keep this painting." Youlan said lightly.

"Xu Jiaqiao is not bad either."

"Yes."

The two of them had their own thoughts and chatted casually. It was noon that Zhao Yuan stood up and said goodbye. He was not in a hurry to ask Youlan for information. Women like Youlan who had seen countless people may be exposed with just a few words, and Zhao Yuan did not want to take risks.

Back to the east courtyard, the kitchen in the west courtyard happened to greet you for dinner.

"Are I dazzled? I seemed to see the lady?" Zhao Yuan squatted in front of the stove and asked casually.

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