After being reborn, being alone as a queen

After leaving the imperial palace, there is a lake in the east, named Jinghu Lake. There are four pavilions connected to each other in the lake, named after Fenghuaxueyue.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the scenery is leisurely, and the breeze is lingering.

During the daytime, this is the place where the princes and ladies in Beijing visit the most.

The man chose a seat in the 'Wind Pavilion' and sat down, said: "It's really a bright evening, just a pot of wine, we can have a good time."

Song Huaian tugged back his sleeves, and said with a half smile: "Your Excellency is really free."

The man raised his eyebrows, and didn't care about his sarcasm, and said, "Tell me, what's the ringing bell to call me today."

Song Huaian also didn't want to play tricks with him: "You are the founder of Wuxianglou? Tsing Yi Ke?"

The man nodded: "You can say that."

Song Huaian was very annoyed by his sloppy attitude, and said: "Yes, yes, no, no, you can say yes or no."

The man smiled and nodded emphatically: "That's right! Tsing Yi Ke is my external alias, and my name is Yun He."

There is no Rong surname in Southern Chu.

Song Huaian was thoughtful: "You let me find out your identity on purpose? Could it be that the encounter in the ghost market was also done on purpose by you?"

Rong Yunhe shrugged, resting his chin on his hand: "You've wronged me, how did I know you would go to the ghost market? What's more, if you set up a stall there in advance, there is no need to be suspicious, the ghost market is an interesting place , I will set up a stall every year when the market opens."

This person's appearance is not bad, not only not bad, but it can be said to be the best in the world.

But he always has a very unpleasant taste in his words

It's like a high-ranking god, watching mortals trapped by emotions, falling into a swamp, and struggling hard.

However, in the eyes of others

Two handsome men who are rare in the world sit facing each other, their appearances are indistinguishable, each with its own style

If it is during the day, I am afraid that the hearts of women tens of miles around will be left clean

Song Huai'an frowned, opened his sleeves, revealed the strange totem at night, and asked, "Then what's your purpose?"

Rong Yunhe glanced down, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "My Wuxianglou opened the door to do business, so I charged you 5000 taels anyway, and gave you a free pass, what's the matter? Why does Wuxianglou have a lot of guests every day? This is a good-looking one, and I am usually very tolerant."

After all, he raised his hand and stretched out his index finger to hook the opponent's chin

Song Huaian tilted his head slightly, and quickly clamped his wrist

"who are you"

Rong Yunhe didn't pull out his hand even after being grabbed by him, and said calmly, "An idler."

Song Huaian looked at him indifferently

There seems to be something on the verge of breaking out in the air

In the end, Rong Yunhe was the first to laugh, and said: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, but if you don't let go, I will be very distressed."

Song Huaian gave him a cold look, let go of his hand, stood up and said, "You are the only one who wants to harm me. I just hope you understand a little bit and never touch anyone you shouldn't touch."

Rong Yunhe was taken aback

When he came back to his senses, Song Huai'an had already passed Jinghu Lake like a bird and left.

After a while, he laughed dumbly and said: "Song Liyuan, who is famous all over the world, is really crazy."

...

Since two months ago, there has been an additional rumor in Jingzhong

It is said that the second son of the Hou's Mansion has somehow turned his back on his evil ways, and there is no trace of him in any of the brothels.

However, this rumor was soon shattered

Because this giant Buddha appeared in Wuxianglou, Kongque South Street. Although in the eyes of people in the Jianghu, this place is a place where money is used to buy lives, but the common people don’t know it. The common people only know that it is famous in the capital. Xiang Mansion.

The young ladies in it are more beautiful than each other, and some of them are hard to control even for men.

And ordinary people can't even get in, even the nobles are blocked from the door.

On the corridor on the second floor stood a few young gentlemen, each of them had skin like snow, and their figures were slimmer than women's. Their faces were covered with a layer of bead curtains, and only a pair of watery eyes could be seen.

Seeing passers-by bumping into people frequently, with a silly smile on his face

Sitting on the railing was a young man in purple clothes. He didn't look like a weak crown, and he was also extremely handsome.

"Isn't that the son of the world?"

"Bah, shut up, why would someone like Shizi come to such a place?"

"You mean this is that ignorant idiot from the Hou Mansion?"

"Who else but him!"

"Didn't you say you've changed your ways?"

"As the saying goes, a dog can't change..."

The onlookers didn't finish that sentence, but who didn't understand it.

Xie Jin sat on the railing that looked like it was about to break. A seven-foot man seemed weightless, with his legs crossed, holding a folding fan.

Listening to the words of the people below but as if they didn't hear anything, he still directed with a smile: "You guys, let's perform for everyone.

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Several young men looked at each other

In the past, when the dignitaries and dignitaries saw them, their eyes were straightened, and they didn't even bother to drink a glass of wine, so they took them into the room and went to Wushan Yunyu together.

Seeing this young man come in, a large group of people surrounded him

Not for anything else, usually where such handsome characters appear, they are all fat officials

Such a good-looking person is willing to give money back

who knew such a weird person

He didn't come here for a drink or a secret conversation, and he didn't care about them, instead letting them do such a shameful thing.

Xie Jin pretended to be unhappy: "I still can't call you guys now?"

The faces of the young men turned pale with fright, so they could only squirm and say: "Everyone...Hello."

A group of people have surrounded

Xie Jin put the folding fan in his hand against his chin, thought for a while and said, "Why don't you just dance to a song? Will you?"

The young men had the urge to faint on the spot

But they dare not.

A young man plucked up his courage and said, "My lord... why don't we go back to the building for a drink? There will be newcomers in the building today, but...it's very lively."

Xie Jin looked at him for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up: "It's okay, don't worry, it's the same when we go in to see the newcomers after you dance."

The young men had no choice but to twist their waists reluctantly.

The young men in the Wuxiang Building all have specific clothes, tulle and brocade robes, with a large open chest, revealing a boundless spring.

Slim and seductive, she danced to show her delicate figure to the fullest.

This Wuxiang building is usually so tight that even a fly cannot fly in. I have never seen the young men inside come out to meet people on their own initiative, and there are dances to admire. This morning can be said to be a man's welfare.

"it is good!"

A lot of men below booed

Xie Jin came here early in the morning not because he was full, but because he had his own considerations

Acting in a full set, this idiot set still needs to be maintained.

I believe that in less than half a day, the topic about him will set off a frenzy in the elite circles of the capital.

At the end of the song, the people below shouted one after another

The white faces of the little boys turned red, they clenched their cuffs tightly, and said nervously, "Mr...Mr.?"

probably everyone thinks the same

Please stop being a monster!Come in!

Xie Jin probably had enough fun, he jumped off the railing decisively, and said, "Okay, let's go in."

The young men heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly followed him in, following behind him step by step.

no one dares to touch him

Because from the very beginning, someone wanted to take the initiative to grab him and was thrown on the pillar and knocked him out. The experience told them that this person hates being touched by others.

Although everyone couldn't figure out why such a person would come to this kind of place, and the host agreed.

Xie Jin strode ahead

This building is in the shape of a patio, covered with fiery red silk flowers and veils, creating a charming scene.

The building has three floors, and even in the clear sky, the building is brightly lit, and there are staggered cups of wine.

The wooden stairs with red carpet on both sides wind down, and the handrails are painted with gold paint, which looks very luxurious.

The stairs meet in the middle to form a stage.

Xie Jin turned his head slightly, and tickled one of them with his finger: "You just said that a newcomer is coming to your building today? What's going on?"

The little boy came over and said, "The slave's name is Chengfeng."

Xie Jintaohua glanced at him and said, "I want to ride the wind back, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, what a good name."

Chengfeng smiled slightly, a little bit shy: "Young master, you are absurdly praised, the landlord is talented and knowledgeable, I am ashamed to be a slave."

Xie Jin withdrew his eyes and walked down the stairs.

Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he forgot to answer the question just now, and quickly followed up: "The building selects newcomers every three years, but the landlord is responsible for it, it seems that the selection is not in the capital."

"Where is that?"

Chengfeng shook his head: "Master, forgive me, but I don't know."

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows: "Then where did you come from?"

Chengfeng thought for a while, then scratched his hair on the sideburns: "I seem to...don't remember."

Xie Jin paused, looked into the depths of his eyes, and said in a bewitching voice, "You really don't remember?"

Chengfeng's eyes suddenly lost expression, and his brows were raised deeply. It took a long time before he said slowly: "Really... I don't remember... who am I..."

Xie Jin's eyelashes trembled, and his eyelids drooped to cover You's blood-colored pupils

After a while, the pupil color returned to the original

It seems that I really don't know

If it wasn't for Rong Yunhe's preparations, he would have really lost part of his memory.

He turned his head and ordered: "Chengfeng is not feeling well, why don't you let him go down and rest, and get someone else."

Another little boy stepped forward to support Chengfeng, seeing that his expression was indeed in some pain, he couldn't help saying: "Brother Chengfeng?"

Cheng Feng held his temples to wake up, he didn't know what happened, he just felt a splitting headache

He said, "My head hurts, what's going on?"

The little boy replied: "Maybe you are not feeling well? The young master asked me to help you go back to rest first, let's go."

Chengfeng shook his head, had no choice but to nod.

The two left with their arms.

Xie Jin walked down the first floor, and saw many officials in the court, hugging left and right in their arms,

They probably never thought of dying

In their hearts, the prime minister who is like a ghost will appear here silently in the face of others

Somewhere on the third floor, a person turned around and entered a room.

In the room, Rong Yunhe was wearing a blood-red robe and lying on the beauty's couch, her snow-white hair was spread on the couch, like flowing clouds, holding a small wine bottle with her fingertips, shaking it slightly.

After the man came in, he said with a serious expression: "Young master, that young master really used the pupil technique on Chengfeng, but luckily you were prepared."

Rong Yunhe was not surprised at all, and smiled: "Has that man's special skill been passed on to him? I really don't understand him more and more. It's interesting."

The attendant doesn't understand

Rong Yunhe said: "It's okay, let him go, what else do you need?"

The attendant hesitated for a moment and said: "The young master ordered Chengfeng and them to dance in the street. The people in our building have never shown their faces in the past, but now there are rumors among the people outside, the landlord doesn't care?"

Rong Yunhe thought about Song Huaian's disgusted face that night

They would be weird if he liked Chengfeng

He said: "It doesn't matter, the visitor is a guest, since it is the request of the guest, let Chengfeng and them suffer a little bit."

The servant really doesn't understand his landlord

But he didn't dare to refute, and planned to leave after handing over

Rong Yunhe suddenly said: "How long will it take for those people to arrive?"

The attendant stood still, knowing that he was asking a newcomer in the building, and replied: "Calculate the time, we will arrive soon."

There was no lazy smile on Rong Yunhe's face, and he said: "Check it out for me, don't let some idlers get in, if someone really gets in, then..."

He didn't finish the sentence, the attendant already understood.

This person in front of him has never been a soft-hearted person.

His methods, once experienced and taught, are deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

"The subordinate understands, and the subordinate will retire first."

Rong Yunhe waved his hand

The servant turned and went out, closing the door behind him.

"It's so interesting."

Rong Yunhe's bright red lips matched the cinnabar mole on the corner of his mouth, his smile became more and more enchanting, and he finished the second half of the sentence that he didn't finish.