The Spring Tower.

Huang Siniang sat at the door with her legs crossed and ate melon seeds. She saw Yang Yan holding a scholar's arm, and she pulled her hard towards her.

She was very surprised. She got up and patted the shell shavings on her clothes, moved to the edge of the sill and looked up. When she got closer, she realized that she was an old acquaintance.

He hurriedly smiled and greeted him, took a veil and leaned over to greet him, and said softly to Tian Jiang: "How can Lord Feng be in the long term? Si Niang misses you very much!"

Tian Jiangguan, with bright makeup, clever eyes, and every move, she knew that she was a troupe actor who was living in the teahouse.

I thought to myself that I had had an intersection with her and responded to the changes in the same way as before, so I said "hmm" with no heart and no enthusiasm.

Huang Siniang whispered and half-jokingly said, "Mr. Feng doesn't recognize Siniang anymore? He has such a heartless personality. I have to sing "Yu Meiren" all day long. I have to chant three times if I don't sing it."

"What 'Magic Man'?" Tian Jiang was a little confused.

The manager on the side wiped his forehead and couldn't help but urged: "Si Niang, don't delay my grandfather's look at the girl."

Yang Yan's eyes flashed. Without saying anything, he still refused to let go. He pulled Tian Jiang and stepped on the third floor, looking for a double door Accord. A friend had already pushed open the back door and invited them in with great sincerity.

The room is spacious and there is a blue peacock painted in the center to climb the brocade screen.

The brazier was burning vigorously, with two water-milled nanmu chairs placed by the window, and the red painted four immortal table was filled with refreshments.

The original woman on the other side of the Jinping whispered and chuckled a few times, as if she heard the noise and suddenly became silent.

Several servants in blue clothes came around to serve him. Seeing that there was a white-faced scholar for no reason, they also came over to greet him.

Yang Yan lifted his robe and sat on the chair casually, asking them to move another chair to their right side, and then ordered Tian Jiang to sit on it.

Tian Jiang couldn't do so, so she had to sit down with her teeth, then took the fragrant tea offered by the servant, and took a bite of it. It rolled, making the tip of her tongue so painful.

Yang Yan picked up candied fruit and slowly peeled the outer white clothes. While listening to the chat outside the brocade screen, he turned his head and asked Tian Jiang for a while: "You are following Lord Shen to inspect the two rivers and pass by Nanzhili, guess where this lady is for me?"

Tian Jiangxiaoqing said: "The soft words of Wu Nong all sound the same... Adults are more respectful to the minor ones."

Yang Yan shook his head and smiled: "The rotten wood cannot be carved! I have traveled in Nanzhili, but in just a few days, I have understood the mystery. Could Feng Sheng ask me to answer questions or answer questions?"

Tian Jiang really wanted to say no, she would not marry a wife who was Wu Nong Ruyi...

But when she looked up, she saw Yang Yan's expression of a smile, and she nodded quickly: "Let's listen!"

Yang Yan put the candied fruit in it and slowly said, "The words spoken in Nanzhili are all in Wu language, but they are divided into northern and southern sounds. Hangzhou City is the capital of the previous dynasty. Most of the dialects are northern official dialects, with a virtual sound, so they are called northern sounds; while Suzhou dialects are southern sounds, with rolled tongues, flat and tone rhymes, and sharp and twisted sounds, which sound very soft and soft. Ningbo dialects are like southern sounds, leaving turbid sounds slightly dragged, and most of them are filled with rhymes. Listen to this lady's words, "I pour a cup of warm and warm tea with the old lady, "I have a cold eye when it dawns."

He called the manager and ordered: "Go and ask the lady's family is from Ningbo!"

Tian Jiang listened with relish, but the manager was reluctant to go, and came to take charge of the lady of the Jin family to do all the nonsense.

With just a few words, he turned around and reported: "I guessed right, it was because I was from Ningbo, Nanzhili."

He shook the pot in his hand: "Miss Jin's family brought it to me for a try, it is a unique drunken snail in Ningbo."

Yang Yan ordered him to get the plates and chopsticks.

When no one was approaching, he suddenly slammed the teacup on the table, with a solemn expression and sneered: "Feng Shunyu, what should you blame!"

Tian Jiang felt distressed, and hurriedly got up and knelt in front of him, and asked in a trembling voice: "I don't know what the crime is?"

Yang Yan said in a deep voice: "As a student of the Dali Temple, you have been out of the capital with Lord Shen for more than half a year. He returned, but you escaped. According to our court laws and regulations, you should be punished and your career will be over."

He saw Tian Jiang dropping his neck silently, his tone was slightly relaxed: "According to Lord Shen, Feng Sheng was robbed away by the Yingtian Alliance on his way back to Beijing, and his life and death are uncertain. How could he wander alone at the intersection of the capital city? Don't be afraid, even if he tells it in detail, he will poison you so much?"

Tian Jiang suddenly felt like a mirror, thinking that this guy deliberately said something interesting and she was guarding her mind, and then he threatened her with harsh words. The purpose was to harm Chen Erye.

Say three things to everyone, but you can't just give up all your heart.

She thought for a moment and pretended to be sad and said, "Mr. Yang is really grateful to the young man for his righteousness. But the young man lost his memory a few months ago. He didn't know who the person, who his surname is, where his family lives, and where he lives. He didn't even know who he is. He didn't even know what he is doing. He was nervous. I was really worried. Feng Shunyu, who is the one who is a big man, is all kinds of strange stories in the world, and looks like someone is there."

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. This statement was beyond his expectations. He looked at Tian Jiang's expressions and then carefully considered her words and deeds just now... There was no mistake.

The manager came with the plate and chopsticks. Seeing this scene, Yang Yan was stunned. He drank tea with tea and was a little indifferent: "Get up and sit down."

Tian Jiang bowed and thanked her and sat down again.

The manager was very quick to open the cover and used a long-handled spoon to dig out dozens of clay snails and spread them into two porcelain plates. But he saw a broad bean with a thin shell and a green flesh. The aroma of wine was overflowing, which was seductive. Yang Yan took the chopsticks and held it up, stretched his neck and approached it, opened his lips lightly, held the soft flesh and sucked it, and then threw the shell into the plate. His movements were very skillful.

"The taste is mixed." He tasted it, but it seemed to be unpleasant, so he put down his chopsticks.

Seeing Tian Jiang hesitant, he seemed to say inadvertently: "My mother is from Ningbo. She eats this food more in the house. When the plum rains, the mud snails are full of fat and cream. Just soak the yellow wine for two nights. The mud snails are like crystals, which are smooth and crispy and tender. The snails in this dish are longer than after the Mid-Autumn Festival. They are better because they are full and rich in flesh. My father loves them very much. Therefore, they are different from each person and wise. If I don't like them, it may not be bad."

Then Tian Jiang took it and ate it into her mouth, which was really delicious.

Another servant came hurriedly and came to Yang Yan to report that the young lady of the Jin family had left, and the old lady asked the grandfather to ask questions.

He stood up and glanced at Tian Jiang, and said nothing he wanted to say, and followed the servant around the screen.

How could Tian Jiang let go of such a good time? He immediately covered his stomach and felt uncomfortable and wanted to go to the toilet.

She had just walked towards the door, but Yang Yan came back from the prime screen. Seeing the figure gradually disappear, she said to the manager: "Follow afterwards, see where she is going to go and who she wants to see again."
Chapter completed!