Chapter 310

The boudoir is not big.

There is only a flower bed, a tea set, a pair of tables and chairs, and the rest to talk about.

It looks so poor.

Simplicity and simplicity.

Jingshu asks Zhang Feng to burn a small pot after entering the door.

Got some tea foam, put it on an oil lamp and burned it carefully.

Although it's all inferior tea of the Tang Dynasty, it's beautiful. The posture of boiling tea is different. The tea must be sweet.

During this period, Zhang Feng watched Jingshu's every move, and Jingshu was also carefully burning tea.

Jingshu is beautiful.

Long eyelashes cover the eyes that are not big, but can be remembered, a pair of clear eyes that make life free of any evil thoughts.

"I don't know what childe Zhang does for a living? I heard that there is no such person as childe Zhang in Chang'an City? But I just learned that you know Cheng Tieniu and others?"

Jingshu asked directly.

Zhang Feng is a little confused.

Why don't you play cards according to the routine? Didn't you ask this word first?

Isn't she really a jumper?

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng was excited.

If you can really meet a jumper, and it's still the school flower of the previous life, it's awesome!

The world is not so lonely.

Zhang Feng thought.

He said: "I was originally a person from Liangzhou Prefecture. I was caught in a mountain flood a few years ago, and I followed my mentor to learn skills. After the succession, I can go there. I remember that an industry in Chang'an has been shelved for many years. I came to Chang'an a few years ago and operated a small wine shop. Although the business is small, I am at leisure..."

"Oh?"

Jing Shu frowned slightly when she heard the speech.

"I'm really sorry. I hope you can forgive me. I don't know what's going on in your family."

"No harm, no harm!"

Zhang Feng waved his hand and asked, "I don't know where Miss Jingshu is? Why are you here? Look at Miss Jingshu, but she's not my dust woman. Why are you born in the dust again?"

"To tell you the truth, when Jing Shu was ten years old, she was sent here because her family used to be a senior official of the previous dynasty. Because Jing Shu once studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with geisha here, she was blessed by her ancestors and was intelligent, which enabled the little woman to have this place to live in this dust."

Then Jingshu said her experience and age seriously, which could not help but make Zhang Feng a little strange.

Don't women in this era care about their own information?

Why do you ask your family at this meeting, and then automatically report your birthday to a strange man?

This is not right!

Is Datang so open?

Or is she testing?

I can't help it. Zhang Feng asked, "I don't know if Miss Jingshu has ever heard of an instrument called piano?"

He looked forward to Jingshu saying it, or nodding.

But he was wrong.

This woman is a real woman in the Tang Dynasty!

Although disappointed.

But Zhang Feng didn't despair much. After all, crossing this thing is not a drop in.

Then the lack of interest chatted with Jingshu for a while and left.

He can't stand the peace.

He's afraid he can't help it!

Goodbye, Jingshu.

Went downstairs.

But I met Du Gou with strange eyes.

"Brother Zhang Feng, have you entered Miss Jingshu's boudoir?"

"Yes!"

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Feng asked.

Du Gou didn't answer him. Instead, he looked up and down at Zhang Feng and asked, "you came out less than an hour ago? You didn't do anything?"

"Drank a bowl of tea!"

"Big cake, are you drunk or hysterical? Why are you talking so weird today?"

"I'm weird?"

Du hook blew up!

"Do you know what it means to enter Jingshu's boudoir?"

"Do you know how many people in the whole Tang Dynasty are thinking about Miss Jingshu? You know..."

Before the fried lemon essence finished, Zhang Feng interrupted him and asked, "can we talk well? What can this Jingshu girl do?"

"You don't know?"

This time it's Du Gou's turn to get confused.

Zhang Feng is an honest staller.

Du Gou's mouth was sweet and almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood. He took Zhang Feng and sat on the stool on the first floor and said, "brother, you're awesome!"

"Do you know that Jing Shu is the most important woman in the hearts of all the die hards in Chang'an City? All the die hards had a big fight for Jing Shu before, but in the end, I don't know what happened. Finally, everyone signed a tacit oath."

"That is, only people who can really use their talents to break Miss Jingshu's Zheng music are qualified to marry her!"

Zhang Feng was stunned.

"These stubborn bastards are fools, aren't they? It's just a song? Why is it difficult?"

"Difficult?"

Du Gou really wanted to hammer Zhang Feng to death. He stared at Zhang Feng with red eyes and said, "you know Miss Jingshu's song, but it's a unique copy. It's said that an old maid of honor passed it on to her after she accepted Jingshu as an apprentice, and even if the princess wanted to learn, she didn't pass it on! How difficult do you say it is?"

"This..."

Zhang Feng was speechless.

Du Gou looked like a dog and said word by word: "you know, once someone breaks Jingshu's song, it means that Jingshu wants to marry him! No matter who he is, who he is and how old he is!"

"Poof...!"

Zhang Feng took a mouthful of old blood and sprayed it on Du Gou's face.

"What did you... Say?"