withered prosperity

Most of the snow below the mountain has actually melted, but the snow on the mountain is still thick due to the cold.

The road to Shangge was swept clean, and he hadn't walked this road for nearly five years.

Bai Yuncanggou, the world is impermanent, 12 years have passed in a blink of an eye... From 17 to 29 years old, more than half of my life has passed. When I was 17 years old, I felt that as long as I have a strong heart, nothing is impossible in this world, but By now, I have understood that manpower is limited after all, and some things are not easy to force.

The upper pavilion is near the top of Qianqiu Mountain. It is built in the air according to the mountain situation. The large houses are half between the rocks and half in the clouds and mist. Looking from a distance, it looks like a fairy dwelling.

Surrounded by icy mist and mountains, and covered by snow, it looks more and more cold and empty in Chaomu Pavilion.

The tallest building is called Mingyue, and the second floor is where the pavilion master usually sits. Yan Hai remembers that the last time he came here was summer, when the long windows on all sides would be open, and in the early morning, clouds and mist filled the hall, Even if they are separated by a few feet, they can't see clearly...

Halfway through the walk, he bumped into Li Heyuan, who looked at him and the luggage he was carrying with a half-smile.

"Director Li." Yan Hai saluted in a regular manner.

"Guan Yan looked at such a cautious and cautious person, and never thought he would be so confused." He said with emotion: "Now that we are in the upper court, I hope Guan Shi will be more careful. This place is no worse than the Lower Court. The rules are strict. !"

"Yes."

When he stood on the side of the road and let the group of people pass by, those laughing and whisperings floated in his ears.

When those people walked away, he still stood there.

Yan Hai raised his head and looked at the Mingyue Tower, which was like a cloud.

The high city of Chang'an is full of pavilions.Dry clouds rise everywhere, passing through the heavenly court...

In fact, the Tianfeng Building is not as lifeless as everyone in the Lower Court imagined.

On the contrary, it was very lively.

"In the past few days, for some reason, Miss Chi Lian suddenly said that the mountain is too deserted, and she wants to find something lively." Ding Ning whispered to him, "I also sent someone to find a famous singing group at the foot of the mountain."

Yan Hai nodded, and put the clothes in the cabinet.

"Steward Yan, I'm just a servant who can't say anything in Tianfeng Tower." Ding Ning hesitated: "Maybe I can't help you..."

"I will do things with my heart, you don't have to worry." Yan Hai closed the cabinet door.

"That's fine, let's talk about other things later, just now Miss Jingyi said, let's go up to meet Miss Chilian after cleaning up."

Yan Hai followed Ding Ning, walked through the lush courtyard, and slowly approached the main building of Tianfeng Tower along the sloping path.

As he got closer, he heard singing from the building.

A graceful and ethereal female voice sang:

"...I also made a promise for a hundred years, but what happened, the thread of love was broken like the wind, and I missed it. Now I burn incense to the moon, not looking forward to the continuation of the front, I only hope that even if I can't get together all the time, I still want to be together. Every year is always safe. The rush of time is only a moment, and the joy of the past is over. Look at the flowers blooming and falling outside the courtyard. What can last forever..."

Yan Hai stopped in a daze, his ears were entangled with the strings of singing around the beam, and he was a little obsessed with it for a while.

The fleeting time... the past is over... the flowers bloom and fall... what lasts forever...

Yes, this fleeting time is wasted, the past can no longer be traced, although the heart is painful, but think about the short life, what can be preserved for a long time?

"Steward Yan?"

Yan Hai walked a few steps faster and followed.

"The lyrics and music are pretty good. I wonder who wrote them?" Someone in the room asked, sounding like Chi Lian.

"It is said that there was a literati named Gu Menglang in Runcheng. He was originally poor, but he wrote this song for a famous singer and became famous later." A young woman's voice replied: "I I heard that now, all good singers in the world are proud to have a song from him!"

"Hey! You still understand this!" Another woman's voice said, "Didn't you ask someone just now, and you are here just to show yourself!"

"Cousin, what you said is really good..." The woman before was obviously irritated, but she seemed to be trying to bear it: "In my cousin's heart, am I that unbearable?"

"Who allowed you to call me cousin?" The sarcastic woman didn't appreciate it: "You deserve it too!"

"you!"

"Okay, stop arguing!" Chi Lian's voice sounded: "He's here? Let him in!"

A group of people who looked like singing and dancing troupes came out first, and then Chi Lian's personal maid, Jing Yi, walked to the door and said to Yan Hai who was waiting there: "Master Yan, Miss is calling you."

Yan Hai lowered his head slightly, and stepped into the Tianfeng Tower.

The hall is covered with thick woolen carpet, and walking is like being in the clouds, and the air is filled with the aroma of rouge and fine wine.

Without squinting, Yan Hai walked up to Chi Lian's seat and bowed to her.

"Miss Chilian."

Although she seemed to be at a banquet, Chi Lian was wearing the common clothes of Shangge disciples. She looked Yan Hai up and down, but didn't speak immediately.

Although the girl sitting on her right is ordinary in appearance, she is full of spirits. Coupled with the male-style black riding clothes, she looks heroic.

The woman on the other side is younger, and her figure is also very petite. She is wearing a lake green shirt, and the gorgeous walk is worn between her temples, shining brightly when she moves.

"Who is this?" Seeing that Chi Lian didn't respond, the girl in the man's attire asked: "Why did you drink half of it and suddenly call someone in to take a look?"

"Biao...Miss Murong." The petite woman seemed to want to take the opportunity to ease the previously froze atmosphere: "Sister Chi Lian must have something to do, why don't we..."

"Sister? Can you call me sister?" The woman surnamed Murong sneered: "This is how your Bai family taught their daughter? Do you know what is called respect? Do you know what is called rules?"

"You..." The girl couldn't help it anymore after being said that, and burst into tears.

"Murong Yu." Chi Lian became even more irritable after being disturbed by them, "You will die if you don't speak!"

"I'm not dumb, why don't I talk!" Murong Yu leaned on the back of the chair and drank the wine: "I can talk if I want to, and don't listen to those who don't want to! Some people just want to listen , but I can’t stand it after listening to it, what’s the matter with me?”

"Chilian...Miss Chilian...Lele, Lele..." The girl in green was crying so much that she couldn't speak coherently: "Lele will leave first."

"You go!" Chi Lian also got a little impatient.

The green-clothed girl ran out crying all the way, looking very cute and pitiful.

"Didn't you promise me not to talk about her again?" Chi Lian frowned and said to Murong Yu, "I called you to come with her to find a way for you. What are you doing?"

"I can't help it...Okay, okay, I get it!" Seeing her ugly face, Murong Yu replied with a playful smile, "Next time I will say first, 'Bai Lele, I'm going to talk, you plan to Okay!' That's all right!"

"I don't care about your crap." Chi Lian turned his head and continued to look at Yan Hai who was standing there.

"They told me that you didn't take good care of it, so the warehouse was stolen, and the things in my building were missing?" She asked in a manly voice.

"Yes."

"It's not a big deal at first, but if I don't do anything here, it won't make sense."

"Yes."

"Since you come to work in Tianfeng Tower, there are still rules. If you make any mistakes, it will not be offset by being a servant."

"Yes."

She said three words, and the man answered three "yes". Although the tone was respectful, it made people uncomfortable no matter how they heard it.

Chi Lian's face suddenly turned ugly.

"You are really stupid, you can't even say a good word?" Jing Yi who stood aside interrupted: "If our lady pursues it, you won't even have to burn coal."

"Thank you Miss Chilian." Yan Hai said with his head down.

Chi Lian raised her head and glanced at Jing Yi, who quickly stepped back a few steps.

"One more thing, you must keep it in mind!" Chi Lian said with a cold face. "I have a bad temper. If something really happens, it's useless for anyone to tell me."