Lu Hua Zhi You Feng Lin Lou

After dinner, Huamanlou seemed to be in a much better mood. Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, he went to the small garden to look at the few apricot plums he had transplanted.Lu Xiaofeng read all afternoon, didn't feel tired at all, and kept up, although he couldn't figure out the relationship between Xingmei and Xinghua at all.

"This kind of plum fragrance is not heavy, but it is cold-resistant and has a long flowering period. This season is the most suitable for planting in the capital." When Huamanlou saw the flowers, he immediately felt light and lively, even a little more lively than before.He led Lu Xiaofeng to look at it and explained carefully to him.

"I just want to know, will it be plum wine or apricot wine in the future?" Lu Xiaofeng grabbed a flower branch and sniffed it, wrinkling his nose - it really didn't smell very fragrant, and the pale pink petals were a little white, there were a few white spots It's so out of place, it's scary to make a smiling face abruptly.

Hua Manlou laughed, "Brother Lu is really an alcoholic."

"It's easy to say." Lu Xiaofeng wrapped his arms around Hua Manlou's shoulders, "Shall I discuss something with you?"

"Okay, I agree." Hua Manlou nodded.

"You agreed before I said anything?" Lu Xiaofeng turned to look at him, "If you trust me so much, are you afraid that I will sell you?"

Hua Manlou took two steps forward, and Master Lu's arm was empty: "If I can exchange two jugs of wine, maybe brother Lu will try it again, but unfortunately not, so I still leave me to take care of these trees, I'll make wine for you next summer."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Huamanlou who was holding a small white bottle and sprinkled it on a few flower branches, raised his eyebrows with his hips on his hips - if you sell you Hua Qishao, most of Jiangnan can buy it, let alone two jars of wine?But the latter sentence sounds very comfortable. If it is brewed next summer, it should taste good the next year.

"What are you doing?" He went to take the bottle from Hua Manlou's hand and sniffed it, huh?Why does it smell like apricot wine?

Facts have proved that Lu Daxia had a hallucinatory smell, "This is insect repellent powder." Hua Man corridor said, "It's newly moved here, I'm afraid they won't get used to it, there are a lot of insects in this garden."

"There are bugs in the winter?" Lu Xiaofeng was surprised, the bugs are too desperate, can't they hibernate properly?

"It's the soil of the garden." Huamanlou smiled, "This is the pearl mud that my elder brother specially ordered someone to bring over from Sichuan. It is most suitable for growing flowers, but it also attracts bugs."

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless—pearl mud?How rich is this Hua family? They really show off their wealth so that they can see every stitch.

Behind us, the guards sat in rows on the roof, holding their faces in both hands—Sister Moon really understands our hearts, she can see clearly and vaguely, it is so ambiguous!This after-dinner activity is a must!

After a peaceful night, when Hua Manlou woke up the next morning, before he opened the window, he asked Hua Ping, who came in to deliver water, "Did it snow last night?"

"Yeah." Huaping nodded, "But it's not big, just a thin layer, everything in the yard has melted, and there are some left on the roof."

After Hua Manlou got dressed, he washed his hands with the hot water he had prepared, and then put the hot handkerchief soaked in hot water on his face. A muffled voice came from below: "Where's Brother Lu?"

Hua Ping was making the quilt: "Puji Island, I haven't seen him since you slept last night, my lord."

"Who did you learn the weird voice from?" Hua Manlou poked him on the forehead.

"The secret guards who kept watch at night last night!" Hua Ping pinched his round chin and thought, "They didn't know what they were doing at night, and they were all more excited than giving rewards during the New Year, and they talked nonsense."

Hua Manlou helped his forehead—his older brothers are good at everything, but the people who sent them here have some problems. I don't know where they found them to gather such a group.

"By the way, young master, the famous Kunqu opera troupe is invited to sing at the Liyan Pavilion tonight. Do you want to go to see it?" Hua Ping suddenly remembered this incident, and asked Huamanlou enthusiastically——go Well, I heard that there is a famous actor!

Hua Manlou remembered the bet yesterday, smoothed his belt, took the folding fan, and said cheerfully, "It's okay to go and have a look." After he finished speaking, he remembered something, walked to the door and turned back, "But you just come with me, no need to bring anything with you." Dark guard."

"Plop", "snap", "baji"...

As soon as Huamanlou finished speaking, the yard suddenly heard the sound of landing one after another, the sound of heartbreaking——Young master, don't you take me to play like this?Let us go when we see the corpse being beaten by a pervert, and only take the butler Hua when we listen to Xiaoquer.

Liyan Pavilion, a well-known theater building in the capital, where the theater troupe used by the imperial palace perform on stage. It can be said that this is a must-go place for lovers.But also because of its high social status, usually only dignitaries and wealthy sons can enter.

A well-known rule of this Liyan Pavilion is that on the [-]th of every month, on the night of the fullest month and the best view, the guests will order a show. Of course, this is also a competition, and the one with the highest price will win.But rich people love to do this kind of business, they are just like Huang Gai, they are willing to suffer this kind of heartache - after all, if you have money, you will have the most face left.

The common people in the capital say that the owner of Liyan Pavilion is a master who can pluck hair from iron roosters.

Lu Xiaofeng was sitting in the private room on the second floor drinking tea, and sitting opposite was a beautiful woman in gauze with long hair untied, with a slim figure and a lazy expression, the sapphire wine cup was lingering in the rosy vermilion, all of them were Maddening allure.

"are not you cold?"

Lu Xiaofeng touched the jug of wine by his hand—wait a little longer, wait a little longer and you'll be able to drink it.

The beauty raised her eyebrows: "Huh, thanks to you, Lu Xiaofeng, who claims to be the most popular woman in the world, you have no interest at all. I think those women are also blind!"

"I don't know if they're blind or not, but I can tell if you're going blind." Lu Xiaofeng looked at the eyes of the person opposite him surrounded by two lumps of mud, and suddenly felt that the tea was hard to swallow.

"What do you know?!" The beauty's ten slender fingers seemed boneless, "I added honey Angelica dahurica to this salt mud, and after seven days of applying it, the area around the eyes will be white and tender. It can lie down a large piece!"

"Hehe." Lu Xiaofeng turned his face - probably because you were disgusted to death.But Lu Xiaofeng swallowed these words in his stomach, after all, he is the one who asked someone for help now, to annoy this dead monster, and then he will have to go through a lot of trouble.

"Team leader, they're here." A boy knocked on the door and came in. Seeing his own squad leader's appearance, he was not surprised, he must have seen it too much.Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart that the people in Liyan Pavilion are so tough in heart.

"Come right here, take them to Room [-] and wait. When will the guests arrive and when will they appear?"

"Squad leader..." The boy hesitated to speak.

"Say it to me, tell me quickly, this is looking for cuts!" The beauty casually picked up the bottle and jar she was smearing and smashed it at it, "How do I usually educate you? In front of outsiders, you must show me It’s the posture of being number one in the world, now you are not a boy, you are a seven-foot man standing upright, straighten your chest and speak for me! You have no breasts, and you think your butt is not big enough?!”

The little boy had a cock on his forehead, wanting to cry but no tears—what do I want breasts for?It's not my fault that the butt is big, and it's not even seven feet straight.

Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of tea: "It's been a while since I saw you, I forgot that something like this happened when I came to your place. Oriole, I'm really curious, just like you, how did you pluck the feathers from those iron cocks and old foxes?" ?”

"Don't call me an oriole bird!" Huang Li rolled his eyes at him, but his mud almost fell off, and he quickly restrained himself, "I'm telling you, if it's because of you that I've broken my big deal for seven days, you Phoenix , just wait to turn into a hairless chick!"

Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand: "Don't worry, the iron rooster's hair is easy to pull out, but the phoenix's hair is much more difficult to pull out than imagined."

"Who's afraid of whom!" Huang Li stepped on the soft couch with one foot, showing a small white leg, while reaching out to pick her nostrils.

Lu Xiaofeng turned his face to look out of the window - really couldn't bear to look directly, couldn't bear to look directly.

After dinner, dozens of horse-drawn carriages were heard one after another in front of the Liyan Pavilion, almost blocking the entire alley. Lu Xiaofeng watched this scene condescendingly, shook his head and sighed—this is a world full of money.

"Ahem." A peanut choked in his throat, and he stared wide-eyed at the three people downstairs. Isn't that fake beggar in God's Catchment, why was he released?And the people he was jumping up and down around, if it wasn't Huamanlou, which one?

As soon as the gong sounded, the play had already started, Lu Xiaofeng went down the stairs, and sure enough, Hua Manlou on the opposite side was also going up the stairs.

People in a hall across the hall were still shouting loudly, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to shout, but he had no choice but to give up, simply went downstairs and walked to the backstage.Opening the door curtain of Room No. [-], a strong scent of rouge wafted in. Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his nose—fortunately he didn't call Huamanlou, otherwise his whole nose wouldn't have turned red.But thinking about the scene where Hua Manlou sneezes one after another, why does he suddenly want to laugh?

"Master Lu."

Hua Niangzi was sitting on the side and instructing several disciples to dress up, when she was surprised to find someone standing at the door, turned her head to look, and saw Lu Xiaofeng who was giggling.

......

"Master Hua." Lu Xiaofeng's embarrassment flashed, and he walked towards Mrs. Hua, but instead of addressing her as a lady, he politely called Mrs. Hua.

That's right, the troupe invited by Liyan Pavilion today is exactly the same troupe of Ruthless that had invited them to visit the residence at the Xianghe Flower Festival.

Miss Hua's heart was moved when she heard the words, but she didn't miss a single bit. She stood up and saluted: "So it was Daxia Lu who invited our theater troupe over? I am still wondering when I received the invitation, why suddenly there is a Feng Gongzi who pays a high price of 1 taels?" Inviting the Wuqing Troupe to come to the capital to sing, it turns out that they are old friends."

1 taels?Master Lu complained in his heart, and secretly scolded Huangli that guy—it was really a lion who opened his mouth, and the Hua family probably couldn't match the effort of asking for such a sky-high price.

"Master Hua is very polite." He walked over and picked up a white face mask from the table, tried it on his face, it was really too big, so he had to play with it in his hand, turned around and leaned on the dressing table to look at Mrs. Hua, "Master Hua What do you think of this mask?"

"Exquisite workmanship, lifelike, naturally top grade."

Hua Niangzi waved away the maids around her, several opera singers also appeared at some point, only her and Lu Xiaofeng were left in the room.

"Really?" Lu Xiaofeng looked at the mask in his hand, and then at Miss Hua, "But I don't think it's as realistic as the one on your face, Master Hua."

......

There was a dead silence in the room, only the babbling of the front desk and the beating of the gong pierced through. The music that was clearly melodious, now sounds extremely harsh.

"Mr. Lu was joking. This is my face. If you don't believe me, touch it?" After a while, Mrs. Hua smiled softly and leaned forward, with one hand on Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder and the other holding his wrist. No bones generally attached to him.

"If the class master hadn't pinched my pulse door, I would really feel it."

Lu Xiaofeng put down the mask in his hand, and with a movement of his left hand somehow, he broke free from Hua Niangzi's grasp.

"How could you...?" Hua Niangzi looked at her empty palm in shock, then covered her mouth and smiled, "You really deserve to be a hero Lu, it seems that the rumors in the world are not credible, you are so nosy, But living well is not all due to luck."

"You're wrong." Lu Xiaofeng stretched out two fingers and waved, "If you didn't send those men in black, but went by yourself, maybe I would already be a lonely ghost, after all, I was in a ruined temple. If Li uses beauty tricks, I can easily fall for it."

The painted lady's eyes turned cold.

"So I'm still lucky." Lu Xiaofeng concluded to himself.

"I was only invited to sing an opera. If Daxia Lu wants to find someone to tell stories, how about a younger sister?" The lady Hua's eyes changed, and she saw a corner of the blue robe exposed by the curtain blown by the wind at the door on the other side.She put away the cruelty just now and smiled again.

"What? You still don't want to admit it?" Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to block her way, "Your disciples are singing lively ahead, so it's not good to disturb them like this, let's have a good chat here, chat... .Why did you kill so many people?"

Hua Niangzi flipped her arms, and a cold light went straight towards Lu Xiaofeng's face.

"Tsk tsk." Lu Xiaofeng looked at the dagger that he was holding between his fingers, with a scratch scratched by his own ring, and said in a puzzled tone, "Of course there are rumors in the world that my consonant finger can only catch Ximen Chuuxue and Ximen Chuuxue. Ye Gucheng's sword, but why do so many people want to draw their swords at me?"

"Because you meddle in your own business!"

Hua Niangzi pulled hard with her right hand, but her left hand had already attacked.

"Heh!" Lu Xiaofeng let go of his fingers, pushed back with his backhand, moved away sensitively and swiftly, and said with a light smile, "I forgot that the class master is a person with boy skills, he must be able to use both left and right hands skillfully."

Hua Niangzi's trick failed again, and a murderous look appeared on his face.

"Hey..." Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to stop her, "Don't rush to fight, let's sit down and go through the case first, so that I don't miss anything." There is still a bet here, see how careless Hua Manlou is. The look on his face, the obvious lack of confidence is four or five points. Before sending people to the gate of the gods, he has to say hello first.

Hua Niangzi seemed to have thought of something, put away the dagger, she sat down on the table next to her, and looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "That's right, let's clear up the case first, so as not to wrong a good person, you Lu Daxia will leave a bad reputation in the world."

Lu Xiaofeng touched his beard - there are flowers all over the building, he can only be fragrant in this life.

Sorry class, I can only disappoint you.

Hua Niangzi was disturbed by his weird eyes. Everything should have been dealt with cleanly. Even if this person had any guesses, there was no evidence. Instead, there was conclusive evidence pointing to Gao Menglai and Hongyanfang. This case is The gods are in charge, and the government handles cases, and the most important thing is evidence.

"Agricultural villages are in a hurry, streams are slanting everywhere, meandering into the haze, and the scenery is amazing..." The melodious and long voice pierced through the curtain, and it sounds a little far away. Together with the sound of bamboo flutes, it seems that there is a rural scene. The picture scroll is slowly unfolding.

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Second update~ There are still four exams and I will be on vacation. I am so tired that I vomit blood~~~~(>_<)~~~~ ps: This should be a long story, so the emotional drama will come slowly~ The story has a charm o(*////▽////*)q (huh, sometimes it’s so embarrassing to be literary) Come on↖(^ω^)↗