Looking at the mountains and rivers

Qianshui Building was originally engaged in the business of rouge and gouache. As soon as you stepped in, you could smell a rich fragrance of rouge and powder in the air. Wei Changxuan sniffled, and turned his head to look at Yang Yan with some hesitation, but Yang Yan fell down. He didn't show any disgust, the excitement of shooting the arrow just now hadn't dissipated, and there was still a trace of a smile on the corner of his lips.

Before they could go upstairs, they heard a woman's laughter from the second floor: "Just now I saw the supernatural power of this arrow upstairs, and the little girl guessed that it was General Wei who came out, it really is good."

Wei Changxuan raised his face, and saw the bright eyes of the woman who spoke, her smile was slightly covered by a fan in her hand, it was Song Qingyu, the owner of Qianshuilou, who hurriedly cupped her hands: "Boss Song."

Yang Yan raised her eyebrows, and realized that this well-known businessman was actually a woman, so she was a little surprised.

"This is..." The woman turned her eyes slightly, and then looked at Yang Yan beside Wei Changxuan.

Wei Changxuan was startled, and said as before: "This is my brother."

"Brother?" The woman smiled lightly, staring at Yang Yan for a moment, her face suddenly changed.She quickly lifted her skirt and walked down the stairs, walked straight to Yang Yan, and even bowed down and bowed, "The little girl has seen His Royal Highness King Mu."

Yang Yan took a step back. He was obviously a little confused, but he still raised his hand: "Boss Song, you don't have to be polite, get up."

Even Wei Changxuan felt baffled and couldn't help but ask, "Boss Song, how do you know..."

The woman stood up Yingying, she didn't dare to look directly at Yang Yan anymore, she just lowered her eyes and smiled lightly: "Identity can be deceiving, but demeanor cannot. The little girl has been doing business here for decades, and she has seen countless people. With such a bearing and at such an age, there is no one other than His Royal Highness Mu Wang. What's more..." She turned her back, walked to the window, and stretched out her hand to push open the half-covered bamboo window. "There are so many people outside. Came to find His Majesty."

Through the bamboo window, you can see the servants on the street with the lanterns of Prince Mu's Mansion walking towards this side quickly. Wei Changxuan was a little amused by Fang Ming's fuss, and whispered to Yang Yan: "Otherwise, let's go back. .”

To his surprise, Yang Yan shook his head stubbornly.

The woman standing by the window gently pulled the tassels on the fan, nodded and chuckled as if she didn't care: "I will send someone to send the ten-dough pearl to the palace. You two may as well sit for a while longer, but... just I'm afraid that after a while, people from the palace will find me in this building."

Wei Changxuan coughed dryly: "Then...we'd better take our leave first." Before he could finish his sentence, he saw another group of people appearing from the bamboo window, they were also people from Prince Mu's Mansion, and they seemed to be surrounded from both ends of the long street Come here, go out now, most likely you will run into them.

He was hesitating, but he heard the woman laughing again: "His Royal Highness, the little girl has a merciless request."

Yang Yan was listening to the increasingly noisy voices outside, and at this moment he recovered a little: "Huh?"

"The little girl runs this small shop here. Thanks to the love of all the neighbors, the business is still passable, but after all, her background is weak, and she is not as good as those imperial merchants. Today, I am honored to see His Highness's golden face, and I want to boldly ask His Highness for a favor." An inscription, so that the shop will be blessed with His Highness."

Wei Changxuan couldn't help being a little surprised. He knew that although Yang Yan occasionally wrote calligraphy for mounting, he had never given calligraphy to others, and few of his close ministers dared to ask him for calligraphy. Boss Song suddenly brought up this matter. , can not help but appear abrupt.

Yang Yan was startled for a moment, then smiled: "I heard that the capital city chamber of commerce is going to change its head these days, so Boss Song must be using the words of the king to mention his status. In this way, the gift of the ten dendrobium pearls is not counted. What a loss, I am indeed a businessman, and I don’t do business that loses money.”

Song Qingyu bowed deeply: "Your Highness can't hide anything."

Yang Yan nodded: "You have done favors to Wei Changxuan in the past, so you have done favors to this king. You should repay it. Bring a pen and paper."

Immediately, someone from the left and right offered pens and inks, and spread out a huge roll of Chengxin paper on the desk. Yang Yan picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, without stopping, and wrote the three characters "ten dendrobium beads" in one go.

He wrote this handwriting very vigorously, almost as good as the famous artists of the time. Song Qingyu only took a look at it, and was overjoyed, and thanked him again.But at this time, the footsteps from outside the door had come one after another. Seeing that the two of them looked uncomfortable, Song Qingyu couldn't help covering her lips and chuckling: "If it's inconvenient for you two to go out, there is another side door to the shop. Going to the back alley, I'm just afraid that His Royal Highness King Mu and General Wei will be abrupt."

As soon as Wei Changxuan heard about it, he immediately put the cloak in his hand on Yang Yan, cupped his hands and smiled: "Thank you, Boss Song, then we will leave."

They left the small door in a hurry, but unexpectedly when they walked into the back alley, they smelled a more fragrant smell of makeup and powder, which almost hit their faces, making Yang Yan hold his breath for an instant.Wei Changxuan also noticed this, covered his nose with his hand, and said in a low voice: "I almost forgot, this back alley is called Qiqiao Alley, it's behind Qianshui Building, it's all selling things from my daughter's house, there are several shops It’s still closed at this hour.”

It was the night of Shangyuan, which was sleepless all night, and there were many women in the alley who were shopping for rouge and gouache. When they saw these two young people, they all turned their faces.Wei Changxuan pulled Yang Yan and was about to walk out of the alley quickly, but he heard a voice shouting: "General Wei."

He turned his head and saw a young girl who vaguely had seen him in Ziliang Garden before.The young girl Fang hurried to catch up, but when she met his eyes, her face was still flushed with shame, she covered her face and whispered: "Why is General Wei here, as if he fell from the sky."

The girls who were walking with that girl were all the girls from Ziliang Garden. When they saw Wei Changxuan, they gathered around and said softly: "It really is General Wei. This is the Lantern Festival, let's go shopping with our sisters."

"General Wei, why don't you go back to the garden with us, we have newly imported wine from the Western Regions, and it's just a good time to try something new."

Another person said: "Hey, why did General Wei come to Qiqiao Lane so well, could it be that he came to buy rouge for his sweetheart?"

"General Wei's sweetheart, I really want to meet..."

Surrounded by these girls, Wei Changxuan's headache was worse than seeing thousands of troops, so he could only retreat while perfunctory.And Yang Yan beside him was forced back several steps by the strong aroma of rouge before the group of Yingying and Yanyan approached, and simply hid by the side of the road.

"My lord, buy a lamp," an old woman said in a rambling voice, "Buy a safe lamp, or a blessing lamp. There is always a lamp for the Lantern Festival."

Yang Yan stretched out his hands curiously, and groped for the colorful lanterns on the stall: "What kind of lanterns are you putting?"

The old woman laughed softly: "Could it be possible that the son is from a foreign country? It is an old custom in Jian'an to light up lanterns on the Lantern Festival. I heard that the gate of heaven is open tonight. As long as you write your wish on the lantern and put it in the sky, the sky will The gods will be able to see it, and your wish will naturally come true."

"My wish..." Yang Yan muttered to himself.

"Yexi!" Wei Changxuan hurriedly found Yang Yan after dealing with the girls, and said with lingering fear, "Let's go quickly."

But Yang Yan stopped him: "Wait, I want to buy a lamp."

Wei Changxuan was a little strange, glanced hastily at the stall, scratched his head and said, "Why do you buy this, girls love to put these lamps."

But Yang Yan dragged him relentlessly, raised her face like a spoiled child: "Brother, buy me a lamp."

Hearing his "brother", Wei Changxuan blushed again unexpectedly, and said as if admitting defeat: "Okay, okay, I'll buy all the lights in this street for you."

The lamp Yang Yan chose was the simplest style, a square lamp pasted with white cotton paper. Wei Changxuan held it in his hand and walked out of the narrow alley with him: "Everyone gathers at Yilan tonight. Putting lights by the lake, are you going there?"

Yang Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "No, let's go to Bailutai."

"Bailu Terrace?" Wei Changxuan was stunned, Bailu Terrace is not close to here, "What are you going to do there, it's a place for offering sacrifices to the heavens, usually guarded by Zhi Jinwu, I'm afraid you can't go up there at will."

Yang Yan smiled lightly: "I want to go up, will anyone dare to stop me?"

In the east of Jian'an City, Bailu Terrace.

This is the highest place in Jian'an. At that time, Emperor Yong'an had just obtained the auspicious white deer. In order to show his merits, he specially ordered people to build this high platform.Sure enough, there was a Jinwu guard guarding outside, but Yang Yan's predictions were good. When the Jinwu heard that His Royal Highness King Mu was going to take the stage, they didn't even dare to ask. Also sent up.

There were no lamps on the high platform, only a round of hazy moon shadows shone down. Looking down, there were only sporadic lights in the capital that had not been extinguished, and the rolling mountains in the distance.Wei Changxuan was sitting on the wall of the high platform, his legs dangling in the air. He remembered the extremely high city walls in the northwest border, and he had also sat on the top of the city walls like this.At that time, Chen Shao was still alive, and Yu Chifeng was also there. They exchanged back and forth, drank a pot of local shochu, talked and laughed loudly.He remembered that his heart was empty at that time, always thinking about someone, and that person was standing behind him now.

He turned his head, raised his chin and asked casually, "Yexi, why do you have to come here to light the lamp?"

Yang Yan just wrote a few words on the lamp, stopped writing again, raised his head, and looked at the sky that he couldn't see: "I heard that Shangyuan night will open the gate of heaven, write your wish on the lamp, and the gods will see it. I Thinking that Bailu Terrace is the closest to the sky, the gods might see my wish sooner."

Wei Changxuan laughed dumbfounded: "You actually believe this?"

Yang Yan bit her lower lip lightly: "Why don't you believe me, I also have a wish that I'm afraid I won't get."

"What is your wish?" Wei Changxuan jumped off the high wall, walked to him, looked at the words on the lamp, and saw only a few of his two names written on it.

Holding the pen, Yang Yan seemed to be in a dilemma: "Actually... I don't know what to write. I want too much, but it seems like it's not enough."

Wei Changxuan stretched out his hand and took the hand holding the pen: "Write, Yexi, I guess your wish is the same as mine."

"Really?" Yang Yan said softly.

The two of them held the pen together, as if they were holding a bow in front of Qianshui Building just now, and slowly wrote down the pen.

The bell of Chongrenfang in the distance rang loudly, and the bell sounded heavy, as if carrying a thousand-year sigh.The two people on the high platform leaned on each other amidst the sound of the bell, and the moonlight shone lightly on their shoulders, like thin snow.The lighted sky lantern has gradually gone away and has been floating towards the sky. Even though it is so far apart, Wei Changxuan seems to be able to see the words written on the lantern: Yang Yanwei Changxuan, never separate