Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

Jinan Prefecture is very lively, especially around Qushuiting Street.The righteous men from the rivers and lakes who were recruited by the massacre of the Xu family did not investigate many serious cases, and they brought vitality to the snacks at the entrance of the painting boat veranda.

The painting boats on the lake took tourists through the small bridges and flowing water one after another. When passing through the river on Qushuiting Street, none of them stretched their necks and looked upstairs.

The Nianhua in Lanyuan will soon disappear.

First of all, this Nianhua became famous for a while, and then there was a major case in Jinan Prefecture that shocked the government and the public, which suddenly made this small place known to everyone, and then he was good at raising his social status. , Actually hooked up with officials in the imperial city.

This matter is extremely confidential, but also extremely frank.The Nianhua has been closed and no visitors are seen, so if someone asks, then the corners of the mouth will be pursed and bent to the base of the ears, and the two eyebrows drawn by the fire tongs will fly to the sky, one part apologetic and nine parts proud.

"We are picking flowers~ Which official has taken a fancy to it~ We will be leaving in a few days~" It is so naked that hooks the soul of a libertine, thinking that such a person who is so good at making money can make people feel happy. She put Nianhua, a cash cow, so much face, and Nianhua will definitely not be seen in the future.

It was inevitable that there would be people who wanted to grab the ground, and some savages insisted on forcibly breaking into the boudoir, and they would all be beaten out without exception.

According to the original words, "I am a mother, even though I manage this fireworks field, I treat the girls as my own daughters, and I am very happy to see that my daughter has a good home. I am also happy to be favored by good people, and my next life will be stable from now on, but it is difficult for the high officials, and I will never see the flowers again. I also understand the thoughts of the officials. When we arrive, let’s say goodbye downstairs, Nianhua likes to play music in the attic most during the day.”

As long as Nianhua is still playing music in the attic, those who walk downstairs and those who pass by the water are still thinking that the person is still in the white gauze, and they all stretch their necks to look.I don't know the name of the original person, so he threw an agate bracelet upstairs, and the head was very well aimed and smashed into the shadows.

After a while, a begonia with dewy branches was thrown from the upstairs, the person throwing the bracelet watched the flower fall, and he went to catch it with a big face, and was hit in the middle, trembling and smelling it. The aroma from the flowers made her neck tilt, her body go limp, and with a creak, she lost her breath.

From then on, the place where Nianhua girl sits becomes lively, as soon as she plays the piano, or a shadow appears behind the white gauze.Brocade boxes, gold and silver jewelry tied with colorful veils are thrown up by the people who have been waiting for a long time. After a long time, it becomes a spectacle. Now, if the music is still there, everyone will think that she is there. As for those gifts, if she keeps them, that's her own choice, if not, it's natural.

Who cares that the person playing the music upstairs has long since been replaced by a man.

The weather has turned cold, and it is approaching the mid-autumn season. The business of Wangji Pastry Shop on the street is busy. The pastry orders of rich families are placed early, the quantity is large and there are many varieties, and there is not enough manpower. The shopkeeper's family of five can do it.

Before the sun set, the boy in Lanyuan hurriedly brought a list of pastries, chestnut cake millefeuille peony roll... ordered seven or eight snacks, and a free ingot of enough silver, and asked the shopkeeper to personally hands on.

Wang Ji knew that there must be a distinguished guest in Lanyuan, so Ma Liu did it himself, without stopping for a while, waited for the boy to come and urged him to finish the second course, and finally finished it, put it in the food box and sent it over in person in fear.It was already a bit late when it was delivered, and the shopkeeper was pointing to the second floor in a daze after entering the door from the back kitchen. A boy from Lanyuan watched as shopkeeper Wang tiptoed over with a plate and quickly put the person in.The guests inside couldn't wait.

The shopkeeper Wang went all the way inside, and as soon as he entered the door, two scabbards were pressed against his neck.The exposed white blade stuck to shopkeeper Wang's short and thick neck, and shopkeeper Wang's legs went limp after a stab.Seeing that the tea tray was about to be overturned, and the shopkeeper Wang was about to die, he saw a hand appearing from nowhere, holding it firmly.

It was really as fast as a ghost, shopkeeper Wang came back to his senses after a false alarm, saw the person who appeared out of nowhere, saw the white and thin face, and almost peed on it again.

The tea tray was brought over, the man's feet were silent, one hand was firmly dragged in his hand, and he took the silver needles to try one by one, the shopkeeper Wang was about to sweat.

Non-toxic, the ghost-like guy opened the curtain and sent things in.Shopkeeper Wang didn't know why he had to be strangled by the neck, he didn't even dare to move his eyeballs, so he could only look straight ahead.

The entire room was made extremely spacious, and the things placed there were elegant, and the place of smoke and willows was not vulgar, so that was the top treatment. Shopkeeper Wang knew that he had entered the pavilion of Nianhua.But the knife rested on his neck, so he couldn't take care of it for a while.

The inner door is a curtain, hung with soft gauze, shopkeeper Wang can only see two figures inside, the voice of the conversation is not loud, he stands outside the door and is noisy, only one can hear what is it, the other is a low male voice, and Nianhua seems to be playing the piano inside.

The white-faced ghost went in to put things on the table. Shopkeeper Wang saw that the man stretched out his hand, and then the white-faced ghost was completely blocked from seeing anything.

After a while, the white-faced ghost withdrew back with an empty tea tray. Shopkeeper Wang was trembling nervously. Seeing his posture, he was going to be killed if it didn't taste good. Beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

The white-faced ghost stretched out a hand, holding a shining ingot of gold, and said coldly, "Here, I will reward you."

The two men suddenly withdrew their knives, and the shopkeeper Wang's legs finally couldn't hold on, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

The shopkeeper Wang walked back from home in a daze, and after walking for a while, he realized why he was so cold, and suddenly remembered that the two people who were holding him up just now, how could they have any vitality.

At this time, the moonlight is full and the flowers are thick, and the leading opera troupe in the south of the city is taking advantage of the moonlight to play, play and sing in the courtyard, preparing to sing him in the mid-autumn night.A steward from Lanyuan quietly entered the door, dragged the class leader into the wing room to discuss matters, no one noticed that a person was lying on the roof at some point, in the shade, blending into the night, it looked like the eaves There is an extra divine beast on the bed, coquettishly holding a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus, humming a little tune to the tune.

There was the sound of a chair being pulled out in the room. The man scratched his hands in idleness, gently lifted two tiles, and stretched his ears.After a while, the man had a smile on his face, and the tiles were quietly covered back.

A magpie living on a big locust tree in the distance was sleeping curled up in its nest. Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, and the magpie exposed its forehead vigilantly.There is silence all around, where is the wind coming from?

The author has something to say: Well... the consequence of free flight is that another pair of CPs came out...