The assistant straightened his clothes and stood up straight. "I'm sorry. I'm here to meet Mr. Xue at Ms. Xue's invitation. "
The gatekeeper inside heard the voice and replied, "Alright, wait a moment."
Then, he heard the sound of the door latch being pulled open, and the two doors of the vermilion lacquer door were opened just like that.
A gatekeeper in a green two-piece suit was standing in front of the gate with a smile on his face.
He smiled at the person outside the door and said, "Are you Mr. Zhu Chuan? Mr. Qin has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me. "
Zhuchuan had been attracted by the lifelike stone lion carvings at the gate. It was said that in ancient China, only high-ranking officials and nobles were allowed to have lion carvings at their gates.
And the Hornless Dragon on the flying beam outside the door, which blocked the rain, made him even more intoxicated. This was definitely the standard of a clan. It wasn't until the guide of the courtyard opened his mouth to invite them in that he collected his thoughts.
As soon as the group of people entered the gate, they began to hiss and gasp. The hundred-meter-long green-shaded courtyard was revealed in front of them. On both sides, there were still red corridors with wooden pillars, one on the left and one on the right.
The gatekeeper waved his hand to the right and said, "Follow me."
The few of them walked along the corridor on the right. The courtyard was made of huge bluestones with a long history, and the two sides of the corridor were filled with lush flowers.
After walking for less than a minute, they arrived at a small hall in a suite. The concierge did not follow them in. He just flicked his sleeves and bowed to Zhu Chuan and the others. "I still have duties to attend to. Please wait in the hall for a moment. The housekeeper will be here soon." After that, he left quietly.
They couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. What did he mean? Aren't you responsible for bringing them to Qin Guan? So you're a gatekeeper? The standards of this gatekeeper were too high, weren't they?
Before they could think too much about it, Zhu Chuan was attracted by the layout of the courtyard. There was a piece of calligraphy hanging on the wall. The name of the building was written on it: Qingfeng Yazhu.
He sat down on a chair opposite the calligraphy, admiring it. Just as he was about to appreciate the work, a man walked in from the side door of the courtyard.
This man was wearing the same cyan clothes, but the embroidery on the cuffs and collar was more complicated. He smiled and said to Zhu Chuan and the others, "Sorry for not being a good host. I am the housekeeper of Qingfeng Regency Building. Mr. Qin has been waiting for you for a long time. I should have asked someone to serve you tea first, but I am afraid that your time is limited. Mr. Qin thought it would be better to meet you first."
Zhuchuan Longfu nodded in agreement. He was too curious, okay? If this temporary guest hall was so beautiful, then how amazing would the place where he and this mysterious Mr. Qin would meet in person be?
The few of them followed the butler along the leisurely cobblestone path, passing through the flower-filled courtyard, and arrived at the deepest courtyard.
When the red lacquer gate was opened, the courtyard seemed to take them to another time and space.
Simple and unadorned red lanterns floated in front of the courtyard. The tall glass sunroom reminded visitors that the people living here were not people from ancient times.
A tall pomegranate tree was completely covered by this colorful glass room. The butler pushed open the door of the glass room softly and Zhu Chuan just glanced at it.
The sun shone through the pomegranate tree in the glass room and shone on the few lounge chairs under the tree. In the middle of the dragon carved mahogany lounge chair, there was a young man reading a thread-bound ancient book with great interest.
He was wearing a black silk gown, which was not old-fashioned at all. The silver embroidery on the edges of the gown made it look gorgeous.
Beside him was a similarly antique carved mahogany table. On top of it, there was a handful of purple sand and a small bowl. There was nothing else.
Hazy steam revolved around his body, making this young man look like an ethereal immortal. He did not seem like a mortal.
Zhu Chuan and the others stood outside the glass room, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them. They felt a little intoxicated.
Because of this intoxicating autumn, because of this admirable yard, because of this person who overshadowed all the scenery.
They were still in a daze when someone coughed behind them. "Hey, Mr. Zhuchuan, Mr. Shanchuan, why don't you go in? Housekeeper, aren't you going to remind our distinguished guest? "
The butler hurriedly nodded in agreement. Sister Xue walked in in a rather pretentious manner. Ahem, ahem, ahem, are you shocked? Hahaha, your rebellious people are so weak. Under the pressure of the Great Qin Empire, you can only kneel down and worship me!
Zhu Chuan and the others followed Sister Xue into the dreamy greenhouse. The closer they got to Qin Guan, the stronger the feeling became.
Qin Guan smiled at them, put down the thread-bound book in his hand, and stood up leisurely.
His jade-like hands stretched out in front of everyone. Everyone's gaze followed this pair of hands and looked at their respective seats.
Qin Guan was inviting them to sit down politely.
One by one, everyone sat on the old chairs that had been polished until they were shiny. Only then did they realize that this seemingly hard chair was actually quite comfortable to sit on.
The structure of the chair made people feel like they were leaning back against the back of the chair. Zhuchuan did exactly that. He leaned his back against the carved mahogany chair, which shocked his entourage.
Since when has our president been so relaxed in front of others? It's really surprising.
Seeing that everyone had taken their seats, the housekeeper retreated out of the greenhouse. Following that, a few middle-aged women who weren't young served tea sets on the small tables beside each chair.
As the steam rose, the tea in everyone's cup began to glow. The color of the tea was golden and rich like amber, and the air was filled with the natural fragrance of orchids.
Zhuchuan Longfu picked up the teacup with appreciation and took a sip of the tea.
"Clear water and high peaks, clouds and mist. Monks grow tea, full of the air of the mountains, bathing in the essence of the sun and the moon, and enjoying the mist of the rosy clouds..." Qin Guan opened his thin lips and recited the ancient poem in this fairyland.
In the deepest part of the greenhouse, under a few chrysanthemums that had yet to bloom, a young girl was playing a zither solo with the fragrance of incense.
Everyone looked at Qin Guan in a daze. It was as if time had turned back. It was as if they were witnessing a young man talking over a cup of good tea on an ordinary morning.
Zhuchuan raised his cup to Qin Guan. Qin Guan smiled. "Anxi Tie Guanyin."
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