Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

As soon as he came out of the main hall, Yang Zhao put the big cloak on Ling Qingyu, then naturally took the umbrella from Sum's hand and hit Ling Qingyu on the head, letting her hold his hand and walk along the path to the backyard.

The painting boat was very large and had a deep draft, so it only parked a little distance from the shore of Wanyu Garden on the edge of the West Lake. Two small boats were used to build a pontoon from the shore to the painting boat.

After a burst of commotion among Izayoi's group, Ye Ying pulled himself out and swept directly from the shore to the boat with a beautiful figure. The people on the boat screamed in surprise, and then they saw silhouettes rushing up.

These kids! Ling Qingyu shook his head, but said with a smile, then looked around and said to Yan Qi: Where are Lu Yao and Ye Shiyi?

I'll call you. Ying Shi replied. Seeing Ling Qingyu nodding, he left the team and walked not far away. He smiled at Ye Shiyi who was standing behind the tree and said: Xiyi, the boss calls you to get on the boat.

Yang Zhao glanced at the direction where Ying Shi was going, then supported Ling Qingyu and walked slowly across the pontoon. Something must have happened during her trip to Lingjia Village this time that allowed her to finally come out.

The boat is two stories high. The lower floor is divided into small rooms, but the upper floor is a large hall with many tables and chairs. There are some musical instruments in one corner, and several musicians are tuning. When they saw them coming up, they all stood up and stood aside with bowed heads.

Curtains were hung on the windows on all sides of the boat, and many braziers were lit. However, it was still a bit chilly when the wind blew.

After Ying Jiu spread the tiger skin in his hand on a royal concubine's couch, Ying Er placed the soft cushion in his hand on it, adjusted the position of the brazier, and then stood up and stood behind the couch. .

As the painting boat slowly sailed away from the Wanyu Garden toward the lake, heavy snow fell, and the surrounding trees and houses seemed to be slowly covered with a layer of white catkins, slowly letting go. The whole world was covered in silver and turned into a piece of snow.

Ling Qingyu gathered up the mink fur collar of his big cloak, looked at the flying snow in the sky, and whispered: It's so beautiful. Such scenery can only be found here. No matter how good the extra story is, it can't compare to what he grew up in. What a place.

Ouch! Girls, come up quickly! I'm sorry, sir! We're late. Following the charming voice, many **** came up from downstairs.

The beautiful woman in a light red skirt rolled her eyes and said to Zi Su: Young master, I'm sorry, I was late because of the heavy snow, and I apologize to you.

Ling Qingyu poked his head out of the window and saw several small boats leaning next to the boat. There were also several women in thin clothes on the boats getting on the boat.

Zi Su looked dumbfounded at the woman who was so attentive that she directly pulled up his sleeves. She took out her sleeves. Before she could say anything, she heard something confused. Cai Jingfang quickly ran up from the stairs, wiped his sweat, and looked into his eyes. The woman held the hand of Zisu's sleeve and said with a smile: Mother Qian, why are you holding my Zisu? Are you attracted to her?

As soon as she said this, Qianniang knew that she had recognized the wrong master. She quickly let go of her hand, covered her mouth and said with a smile: It's true, Shopkeeper Cai, didn't you say that today is your master's treat? Look, I can treat us All the girls from Xinghua Tower have been brought here.

Cai Jingfang raised his hands to Ling Qingyu, who was standing by the window, and said, Master, look at this?

Then let's start singing. Ling Qingyu smiled and walked to the imperial concubine's bed. Yang Zhao took off her cloak and handed it to Sum, who was a step late. Then he sat next to her and reached out with his hand. He hugged her waist and let her lean against him.

Qianniang was stunned for a moment, and then she immediately realized what she was doing and smiled at Ling Qingyu: I wonder what the head of the family likes to hear? The Ling family has a big business in Hangzhou. Everyone knows that the head of the Ling family is a capable person, but she didn't expect it. It's actually a woman. When she went upstairs, she had already taken a look at the people in the hall secretly. Although the women here were all beautiful and had a good temperament, at first glance, they didn't look like they were in charge or ladies, but rather those The men were really more beautiful than the other. Although their clothes were simple, their overall aura was definitely not ordinary people. But as soon as these two men emerged from the crowd, she immediately knew that this was the real owner. Then Although the woman is not pretty, the smile and eyes on her face are gentle and harmless, but the posture of a naturally superior person is clearly revealed in the moment she turns around, and the man beside her, Qian Niang is keenly aware of it. Come on, this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, everyone else also found a place to sit down. Some started to make tea, some started to make wine, and some were sitting and teasing each other. Those people in black clothes who were close to each other were watching. Seemingly casual, he guarded all the people around the boat from death.

Take what you are good at. These brothers of mine have all been in the extras for many years. Let the sisters have some snacks and let them see what it means that my singing and dancing in the Great Zhou Dynasty are unparalleled. Ling Qingyu said with a smile, and then moved his hands. , Ying Shisan, who was standing next to her, threw a large gold ingot to Qian Niang.

Qianniang suddenly smiled and said in a voice as soft as water, That's natural. Our Xinghualou girl's singing and dancing are unparalleled in the world.

In the snow all over the sky, there are white snow and red plum blossoms on the white embankment. Several camellias on the shore are blooming with bright red flowers, half hidden in the snowflakes. The red and white contrast with each other and the colors are brilliant. The mountains further away are hidden in a haze of smoke. It's really illusory, as misty as a fairyland.

It's a pity that Sister Xu has already gone to Bianjing, otherwise she would like the beautiful scenery the most. Chu Hanyu leaned against the window, watching the scenery on both sides move slowly with the boat, and sighed.

Qiao Yuzhen took a sip of tea, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, looked at Zhao Jingyi from the corner of her eye, who was hugged and sitting in the best position, and said: Yes, Sister Xu has been there for more than half a year. , I don’t know if it’s good or not.”

Hearing something was wrong in her voice, Chu Hanyu looked back at her, then at Zhao Jingyi, and said with a smile: Just ignore her, why are you angry with her? Zhao Jingyi's father, Zhao Pu, is now in Liang Zhejiang Province. Lu Jiedushi, with such a father, it is understandable that Zhao Jingyi's eyes grow to the top of her head. But in the past, when Xu Muqing was around, Zhao Jingyi would be more restrained. Now that Xu Muqing has gone to Bianjing, Zhao Jingyi is even more arrogant.

Qiao Yuzhen sighed inwardly, nodded, and then looked at another painting boat parallel to this painting boat.

The lights were brightly lit on the boat, and many young men were hugging the dancing girl and making loud noises. The sound of singing and the music of the piano and those obscene words were heard.

Following Qiao Yuzhen's line of sight, Chu Hanyu saw the handsome young master sitting by the window on the second floor of Huafang. He frowned slightly, poured her a cup of tea and said, Sister, please don't think about Mr. Murong anymore. I I heard from my brother that the Murong family is planning to propose marriage to the Zhao family.

Qiao Yuzhen was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhao Jingyi hatefully and snorted contemptuously.

Chu Hanyu just smiled and stopped trying to persuade him. He poured himself a cup of tea and then turned his attention to the shore. After meeting Wang Xuanzhi and Cheng Jia, when she saw Murong Zhan again, she felt that this man was just an empty person. He looked aloof and aloof, but in fact he was full of evil. But she was no longer the careless little girl she was last year. Girl, there are some things you don’t need to say so clearly to others.

Really. When Qiao Yuzhen saw that Chu Hanyu didn't answer anything, she whispered to the boat opposite, What do you think that is? It's okay for rich young men to come out to play and ask the dancing girl to have fun, but here There are still a lot of unmarried girls, so it is too much to be so presumptuous. Only the young master and young lady of the Zhao family can do such a thing.

Chu Hanyu was speechless. If you don't like it, you don't have to come. The Zhao family behaves like this every time. Why don't you come here every time and insist on dragging me with you?

Brother Murong, why don't you like the girls today? Zhao Jing'an held a glass of wine with drunken eyes, pushed away the dancer in his arms, came to Murong Zhan's side, burped after drinking wine, and asked.

Murong Zhan glanced at him with a hint of contempt in his eyes and said: The snow scene is very beautiful today. Isn't the figure of the flying snow more beautiful than the stunning beauty? If he didn't need Zhao Pu's power, he really didn't want to be with the Zhao family. It's too vulgar, just like a nouveau riche. In such a snowy scene, just when wine and tea are being cooked, Zhao Jing'an can get a group of strippers and a group of lechers to do such shameless things on this open-sided boat. What makes people even more speechless is that the Zhao family over there The boats where the ladies entertained the ladies were actually traveling in parallel.

Zhao Jing'an didn't understand the irony in Murong Zhan's words. He opened his drunken eyes and said, What's so interesting about these snows? Come on, come on, Jing Niang, come and sing a song for us, Mr. Murong.

The young men cheered for a while, and a beautiful woman whose clothes had been half taken off stood up, smiled coquettishly, and sang the Eighteen Touches in a gentle and charming voice.

When she sang one sentence, she received warm cheers, and then someone took advantage of the opportunity to touch her, followed by bursts of obscene laughter.

Murong Zhan's handsome brows were furrowed tightly. He really couldn't bear it. He was famous for loving beauty, but what he loved was elegant beauty. This kind of vulgar behavior only made him hate Zhao even more. Home.

It's better to step down from the stage and replace Zhao Pula with someone else. This thought came to Murong Zhan's mind. If his son and daughter could be so stupid, his father would be no better.

The plum blossoms are blooming due to loneliness, and they are quickly annihilated after spring returns, leaving me alone to watch the fireworks flying all over the sky, swaying and then drifting away with the wind...

A low-pitched singing voice with a touch of sexiness came through the mist. The voice was clear but also had a hint of hoarseness. It seemed to be whirling around her in a low voice, which immediately made Jingniang mute.

Murong Zhan didn't feel moved. He had never heard such a beautiful voice. Although the lyrics were a bit nondescript, they were also heartwarming. He picked up the curtains and looked in the direction of the singing.

Through the mist, a luxurious painting boat loomed, with bright lights and many faintly distinguished figures.

As soon as he came out of the main hall, Yang Zhao put the big cloak on Ling Qingyu, then naturally took the umbrella from Sum's hand and hit Ling Qingyu on the head, letting her hold his hand and walk along the path to the backyard.

The painting boat was very large and had a deep draft, so it only parked a little distance from the shore of Wanyu Garden on the edge of the West Lake. Two small boats were used to build a pontoon from the shore to the painting boat.

After a burst of commotion among Izayoi's group, Ye Ying pulled himself out and swept directly from the shore to the boat with a beautiful figure. The people on the boat screamed in surprise, and then they saw silhouettes rushing up.

These kids! Ling Qingyu shook his head, but said with a smile, then looked around and said to Yan Qi: Where are Lu Yao and Ye Shiyi?

I'll call you. Ying Shi replied. Seeing Ling Qingyu nodding, he left the team and walked not far away. He smiled at Ye Shiyi who was standing behind the tree and said: Xiyi, the boss calls you to get on the boat.

Yang Zhao glanced at the direction where Ying Shi was going, then supported Ling Qingyu and walked slowly across the pontoon. Something must have happened during her trip to Lingjia Village this time that allowed her to finally come out.

The boat is two stories high. The lower floor is divided into small rooms, but the upper floor is a large hall with many tables and chairs. There are some musical instruments in one corner, and several musicians are tuning. When they saw them coming up, they all stood up and stood aside with bowed heads.

Curtains were hung on the windows on all sides of the boat, and many braziers were lit. However, it was still a bit chilly when the wind blew.

After Ying Jiu spread the tiger skin in his hand on a royal concubine's couch, Ying Er placed the soft cushion in his hand on it, adjusted the position of the brazier, and then stood up and stood behind the couch. .

As the painting boat slowly sailed away from the Wanyu Garden toward the lake, heavy snow fell, and the surrounding trees and houses seemed to be slowly covered with a layer of white catkins, slowly letting go. The whole world was covered in silver and turned into a piece of snow.

Ling Qingyu gathered up the mink fur collar of his big cloak, looked at the flying snow in the sky, and whispered: It's so beautiful. Such scenery can only be found here. No matter how good the extra story is, it can't compare to what he grew up in. What a place.

Ouch! Girls, come up quickly! I'm sorry, sir! We're late. Following the charming voice, many **** came up from downstairs.

The beautiful woman in a light red skirt rolled her eyes and said to Zi Su: Young master, I'm sorry, I was late because of the heavy snow, and I apologize to you.

Ling Qingyu poked his head out of the window and saw several small boats leaning next to the boat. There were also several women in thin clothes on the boats getting on the boat.

Zi Su looked dumbfounded at the woman who was so attentive that she directly pulled up his sleeves. She took out her sleeves. Before she could say anything, she heard something confused. Cai Jingfang quickly ran up from the stairs, wiped his sweat, and looked into his eyes. The woman held the hand of Zisu's sleeve and said with a smile: Mother Qian, why are you holding my Zisu? Are you attracted to her?

As soon as she said this, Qianniang knew that she had recognized the wrong master. She quickly let go of her hand, covered her mouth and said with a smile: It's true, Shopkeeper Cai, didn't you say that today is your master's treat? Look, I can treat us All the girls from Xinghua Tower have been brought here.

Cai Jingfang raised his hands to Ling Qingyu, who was standing by the window, and said, Master, look at this?

Then let's start singing. Ling Qingyu smiled and walked to the imperial concubine's bed. Yang Zhao took off her cloak and handed it to Sum, who was a step late. Then he sat next to her and reached out with his hand. He hugged her waist and let her lean against him.

Qianniang was stunned for a moment, and then she immediately realized what she was doing and smiled at Ling Qingyu: I wonder what the head of the family likes to hear? The Ling family has a big business in Hangzhou. Everyone knows that the head of the Ling family is a capable person, but she didn't expect it. It's actually a woman. When she went upstairs, she had already taken a look at the people in the hall secretly. Although the women here were all beautiful and had a good temperament, at first glance, they didn't look like they were in charge or ladies, but rather those The men were really more beautiful than the other. Although their clothes were simple, their overall aura was definitely not ordinary people. But as soon as these two men emerged from the crowd, she immediately knew that this was the real owner. Then Although the woman is not pretty, the smile and eyes on her face are gentle and harmless, but the posture of a naturally superior person is clearly revealed in the moment she turns around, and the man beside her, Qian Niang is keenly aware of it. Come on, this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, everyone else also found a place to sit down. Some started to make tea, some started to make wine, and some were sitting and teasing each other. Those people in black clothes who were close to each other were watching. Seemingly casual, he guarded all the people around the boat from death.

Take what you are good at. These brothers of mine have all been in the extras for many years. Let the sisters have some snacks and let them see what it means that my singing and dancing in the Great Zhou Dynasty are unparalleled. Ling Qingyu said with a smile, and then moved his hands. , Ying Shisan, who was standing next to her, threw a large gold ingot to Qian Niang.

Qianniang suddenly smiled and said in a voice as soft as water, That's natural. Our Xinghualou girl's singing and dancing are unparalleled in the world.

In the snow all over the sky, there are white snow and red plum blossoms on the white embankment. Several camellias on the shore are blooming with bright red flowers, half hidden in the snowflakes. The red and white contrasting colors are brilliant. The mountains further away are hidden in a haze of smoke, as if It's really illusory, as misty as a fairyland.

It's a pity that Sister Xu has already gone to Bianjing, otherwise she would like the beautiful scenery the most. Chu Hanyu leaned against the window, watching the scenery on both sides move slowly with the boat, and sighed.

Qiao Yuzhen took a sip of tea, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at Zhao Jingyi from the corner of her eye, who was hugged and sitting in the best position, and said: Yes, Sister Xu has been there for more than half a year. , I don’t know if it’s good or not.”

Hearing something was wrong in her voice, Chu Hanyu looked back at her, then at Zhao Jingyi, and said with a smile: Just ignore her, why are you angry with her? Zhao Jingyi's father, Zhao Pu, is now in Liangzhe Province. Lu Jiedushi, with such a father, it is understandable that Zhao Jingyi's eyes grow to the top of her head. But in the past, when Xu Muqing was around, Zhao Jingyi would be more restrained. Now that Xu Muqing has gone to Bianjing, Zhao Jingyi is even more arrogant.

Qiao Yuzhen sighed inwardly, nodded, and then looked at another painting boat parallel to this painting boat.

The lights were brightly lit on the boat, and many young men were hugging the dancing girl and making loud noises. The sound of singing and the music of the piano and those obscene words were heard.

Following Qiao Yuzhen's line of sight, Chu Hanyu saw the handsome young master sitting by the window on the second floor of Huafang. He frowned slightly, poured her a cup of tea and said, Sister, please don't think about Mr. Murong anymore. I I heard from my brother that the Murong family is planning to propose marriage to the Zhao family.

Qiao Yuzhen was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhao Jingyi hatefully and snorted contemptuously.

Chu Hanyu just smiled and stopped trying to persuade him. He poured himself a cup of tea and then turned his attention to the shore. After meeting Wang Xuanzhi and Cheng Jia, when she saw Murong Zhan again, she felt that this man was just an empty person. He looked aloof and aloof, but in fact he was full of evil. But she was no longer the careless little girl she was last year. Girl, there are some things you don’t need to say so clearly to others.

Really. When Qiao Yuzhen saw that Chu Hanyu didn't answer anything, she whispered to the boat opposite, What do you think that is? It's okay for rich young men to come out to play and ask the dancing girl to have fun, but here There are still a lot of unmarried girls, so it is too much to be so presumptuous. Only the young master and young lady of the Zhao family can do such a thing.

Chu Hanyu was speechless. If you don't like it, you don't have to come. The Zhao family behaves like this every time. Why don't you come here every time and insist on dragging me with you?

Brother Murong, why don't you like the girls today? Zhao Jing'an held a glass of wine with drunken eyes, pushed away the dancer in his arms, came to Murong Zhan's side, burped after drinking wine, and asked.

Murong Zhan glanced at him with a hint of contempt in his eyes and said: The snow scene is very beautiful today. Isn't the figure of the flying snow more beautiful than the stunning beauty? If he didn't need Zhao Pu's power, he really didn't want to be with the Zhao family. It's too vulgar, just like a nouveau riche. In such a snowy scene, just when wine and tea are being cooked, Zhao Jing'an can get a group of strippers and a group of lechers to do such shameless things on this open-sided boat. What makes people even more speechless is that the Zhao family over there The boats where the ladies entertained the ladies were actually traveling in parallel.

Zhao Jing'an didn't understand the irony in Murong Zhan's words. He opened his drunken eyes and said, What's so interesting about these snows? Come on, come on, Jing Niang, come and sing a song for us, Mr. Murong.

The young men cheered for a while, and a beautiful woman whose clothes had been half taken off stood up, smiled coquettishly, and sang the Eighteen Touches in a gentle and charming voice.

When she sang one sentence, she received warm cheers, and then someone took advantage of the opportunity to touch her, followed by bursts of obscene laughter.

Murong Zhan's handsome brows were furrowed tightly. He really couldn't bear it. He was famous for loving beauty, but what he loved was elegant beauty. This kind of vulgar behavior only made him hate Zhao even more. Home.

It's better to step down from the stage and replace Zhao Pula with someone else. This thought came to Murong Zhan's mind. If his son and daughter could be so stupid, his father would be no better.

The plum blossoms are blooming due to loneliness, and they are quickly annihilated after spring returns, leaving me alone to watch the fireworks flying all over the sky, swaying and then drifting away with the wind...

A low-pitched singing voice with a touch of sexiness came through the mist. The voice was clear but also had a hint of hoarseness. It seemed to be whirling around her in a low voice, which immediately made Jingniang mute.

Murong Zhan didn't feel moved. He had never heard such a beautiful voice. Although the lyrics were a bit nondescript, they were also heartwarming. He picked up the curtains and looked in the direction of the singing.

Through the mist, a luxurious painting boat loomed, with bright lights and many faintly distinguished figures.