Cheng Enhou's Love History

In the dark night, glazed lanterns were lit in the garden, and horses and chariots stopped at the gate one after another.

The banquet is a good one. The dishes focus on Lu flavors close to Kyoto, as well as traditional Korean dishes. The drinks include wine and sake brewed from rice.

Everyone sat around the big round table, they didn't call out the courtiers outside as usual, Jinyue Mansion had its own musicians.Several Korean dancers wore short dresses and long skirts, dancing to the beat of drums, with gentle faces and moving rhythms.

At the same time, the guests in the neighbors are also very talkative.

"I have admired Boss Tong's name for a long time. You are the person who leads the fashion in Kyoto now. In the past, I often heard it from my wife and daughter, and they were full of praise for you. Today, I know you are young and romantic, and it should be so."

"I'm about to make a squirrel cloak. I heard that this winter will be very cold, so I should make preparations in advance. Just ask Boss Tong to come back and help me see how to keep warm and look good."

"Oh, Mr. Shan studies the Book of Changes, and he studies it so well that he can know the future. He can even know the weather this winter clearly in advance?"

"Hey, Brother Qian is not being kind to say that, how can you make fun of the old Dan." The owner of Dan, who runs more than a dozen ticket numbers and is also doing business in escort agencies, said with a smile, "Look at this summer, isn't it? Unusually hot? Kyoto has never been short of rain, and July is about to pass, let's count on our fingers, but how many times has it rained?"

He glanced at his neighbors and lowered his voice, "It's been said in the market that this is the result of someone's mischief and the anger of others."

At the same time, listening, I always felt that they were alluding to Pei Jin.Any reform that will inevitably involve vested interests will pour cold water on all sides, and will not hesitate to come out to obstruct the destruction.Just as he was thinking about it, the old Shan beside him came over and sniffed at his temple a few times, "Boss Tong is so elegant, what kind of incense is this? It's very different."

At the same time, he smiled, and looked at Jin Yue, intentionally or unintentionally, "It was given by a friend. He said that he was playing with it, but I don't know very well. What, did it make Mr. Shan feel uncomfortable?"

"Where is it? The more you smell it, the more interesting it is." The old man made a gesture, took a few deep breaths, and said with a smile, "It smells so good, and women like it even more. It is said that Boss Tong is good at business, and he knows who makes money the fastest. It seems that this statement is not true.”

At the same time, he responded with a smile, and his eyes seemed to drift towards Jin Yue, only to see that the corners of Jin Yue's mouth sank slightly, and he glared at the old man Shan with a bit of displeasure.

Could it be that this is delicious?It can be seen that Jin Yue's possessiveness is quite strong.

At the same time, in order to comfort him, he smiled generously, and then frowned, to the effect that he felt quite helpless about this intimate conversation with the old man.

But in this gap, Tong Ze already had other concerns in his heart, and then he pretended to concentrate on listening to the old man, taking advantage of the effort of drinking wine with the other party, he raised his legs and swung them fiercely, just in time to kick the old man's shriveled calf on the stomach.

Old Shan couldn't help shaking his body, and he couldn't hold the wine glass firmly, the bright red wine spilled out, and all of it splashed on Tong Ze's cuff in an unbiased manner.

The old man panicked immediately, squinted his eyes and asked the servant for a handkerchief, saying that he would wipe it clean himself.This unforeseen event caused everyone to forget what they were talking about, and all looked this way.

At the same time, he was in a hurry, raised his head after a long while, seemed to be relieved, first appeased the old man who caused the accident, then smiled and said to the table, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll go and wash it off."

Speaking of getting up and leaving the hall, footsteps approached behind him, and it was Jin Yue who chased him out.

"Just go and change. I see that your stature is about the same as mine. Why don't you change to mine first. It's a pity that you have such good clothes."

"What a big deal." Tong smiled nonchalantly, "I just drank a little too much. Your sake is really strong. I don't feel it when I drink it. After a while, I start to feel dizzy. If I say that I can't drink enough, By the way, go to wake up and come back."

Jin Yue frowned, and said with concern, "I'll go with you."

"How can that be? It's not proper for the host to leave the table. Go back quickly, I'll be back in no more than three quarters of an hour."

Tong Ze said, gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to hold Jin Yue, and pressed lightly on the back of his hand until he almost didn't get goose bumps all over his body.

Jin Yue thought about it, and had no choice but to give up, "Okay, you just rest in the next room, and I'll let them make tea to sober you up."

At the same time, he agreed, not wanting to send Jin Yue away, but actually followed behind him.It was the one named Jin Sheng who seemed to come to keep an eye on him specially.

Jin Sheng poured tea, stood aside and looked at him without saying a word.

It's not going to work like this, but at the same time, he rubbed his temples and thought of a way.

Half a day later, he stood up, staggered, and swayed all the way to Jin Sheng. Seeing Jin Sheng frowning, he kept tilting his head back, obviously not satisfied with the smell he was exuding at the moment.

This is a man with ruthless and sinister eyes, mixed with blood and iron.It's roughly what Pei Jin said, the kind of Japanese warrior who has undergone rigorous training.

Intuition told Tongze that this Jin Sheng hated him very much, probably thought that he was a pamper, and most likely imagined him as a kind of man with a sissy attitude.

That being the case, he didn't care about "mother" giving her a hand.

At the same time, he laughed foolishly, his eyes drifted away, and he stretched out his hand to climb Jin Sheng's arm, and then the other stood unsteadily, his center of gravity fell towards Jin Sheng, and the whole person threw himself into the other's arms in a daze.

"It's so hot, I'm so dizzy, help me find a bed, let's rest for a while, okay..."

Afterwards, the words were lingering, and the voice was too low to be heard.

Jin Sheng tensed his arms, his whole body was stiff, he pushed the others away, and it took him a long time to say, "Boss Tong, I'll help you to sit on the couch."

"Oh, this body is very dirty, I know you will dislike it. As for me, I don't drink very well, and my sleeping appearance is also very ugly. Otherwise, I'll stare at you for a quarter of an hour, so don't just stand there Here, just sleep with me for a while..."

At the same time, while talking, he twisted his body into several bends and leaned against the person.

Seeing that his eyes were full of disgust, Jin Sheng immediately pushed him away, "You rest first, I will pick you up after a stick of incense."

"Then you remember to come, I'll be waiting, just waiting for you..."

Seeing that Tong Ze was swaying and wanted to fall on himself, Jin Sheng's cold face was about to stretch eight feet long, he nodded hastily, turned around and rushed out the door.

As soon as the door was closed, the fellow in this room immediately regained consciousness.

Right now he is in this small western-style building, and what he wants is either in Jinyue's study or in his bedroom.

His intuition, which is usually not very bright, popped up frequently today, and it told him that Jin Yue would probably hide documents such as the agreement in the previous room—he intentionally took him there, and there he was there for himself. Is it a sign of doubt, or maybe it is declaring that he has nothing to fear?

At the same time, a crack in the door was pushed open, and there was no one in the corridor.He quietly dodged out, avoiding the scattered servants in the garden, and ran straight to the gate, wanting to have a few words with You Heng who was guarding the car.

Several carriages and horses were parked together, and a group of servants were sitting around playing horseshoes.You Heng never treats himself badly, at the moment he gambles and brags, and smokes the dry tobacco he got from who knows where, and a few old coachmen are also puffing away.

The smog is lingering, and it looks like a fairyland from a distance, but it can suffocate people to death.

At the same time, standing in front of the fairyland, he suddenly had a thought.When he was waiting for the guests before, he had smelled the smell of smoke on the bodies of some servants of the Jin Mansion. The smell of tobacco would stick to their hair and clothes, and it was difficult to get rid of. The servants can serve as a shield for him.

——Thanks to this era, swords and guns are flying together, opium and tobacco are competing for glory...

Thinking of this, he waved to You Heng at the same time, and when people approached, he whispered, "Give me some tobacco, don't let them see it."

With the person on his back, although You Heng didn't understand what it meant, he still grabbed a handful out of his pocket, and at the same time, he held the dried hay in his fist, turned around and walked back.

Instead of going to the room where he rested just now, he touched a study.Pull out a few sheets of rice paper from the table, the thing is thin and soft, wrap the tobacco loosely, and then paste the gaps with thick pulp.

Look at the homemade cigarettes in your hands, it can be called simple and cold, very unsightly.

But it’s good enough!When the cigarette butt was lit, flames sprang up.Tong Ze hurriedly shook it a few times, and finally extinguished some, the smoke rose straight up, making his eyes burst into tears for a moment.

However, it's been a long time, and I haven't felt this familiar and nostalgic taste.

Regarding tobacco, even though the smell in the nose and mouth is extremely rough at this time, it can still make him feel mixed feelings.

At the same time, I only learned to smoke with my roommates in high school. At that time, I neither liked nor hated it.On the contrary, after the cigarette is burned out, the tar smell left on the fingertips, mixed with the oil of the skin, will smell better than the aftertaste left between the lips and teeth after an hour or so.

After going abroad to study design, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Europe is the paradise for smokers.London is like this, Paris is even more prosperous, everyone has one, and the streets are full of cigarette butts.

Since then, he has become increasingly inseparable from a cigarette when drawing pictures. Fortunately, he has gained enough inspiration from tobacco and does not need to rely on others.Otherwise, you have to go to the Netherlands to enjoy the so-called psychedelic effects of marijuana, which is so talked about by art workers, which is really troublesome.

The memory is very full, but the reality is too skinny after all.

The low-quality forage in his hand was smoky and smoky, and the smell was pungent when he inhaled it. He only smoked half of it, and at the same time he felt that he was about to smoke.

In the end, he took two deep breaths, spit all on the sleeves and skirts, and then hurriedly turned off the flame to wet the cigarette end.He didn't dare to throw it casually, so he could only put it in his arms first, and then tiptoely opened the door to look outside.

The agreed three quarters of an hour, about a quarter has passed.So he started to search from this study room first, locked the door, followed by rummaging through boxes and cabinets, but unfortunately, he didn't find anything useful after all.

Jin Yue doesn't look like someone who hides things in the study, and his intuition reminds him once again that maybe those agreements are really in his bedroom.

The hallway was dimly lit, and the result of taking a few puffs just now was to make myself dizzy.His heartbeat was also rumbling, and while he was trying to mobilize his whole body to be vigilant, he couldn't help feeling that being a thief was really not easy, and it was indeed a job rich in technical content.

Unexpectedly, after Fang sighed, he heard footsteps in his ears.A layer of white sweat immediately appeared on the back of the crow's mouth.He rushed into the bedroom with one stride, and closed the door silently.

Leaning against the door, he held his breath when the lock was locked, and tried his best not to make a sound.

After all these were done, the same person was leaning against the wall with cold sweat all over his head and face, trying his best to calm his heartbeat.

The footsteps outside the door approached, only to hear a person muttering in a low voice, "I'm going to die, which bastard is smoking in the house, mother, it's making the room full of smoke."

The bastard inside the door snickered, lowered his head and smelled himself, the distinctive fragrance had long since disappeared, and his whole body turned into a walking bong.

Of course, it’s better not to leave any traces. He first opened two windows to release the smell, went back to the bedside and started looking in the drawers, then the wardrobe and the cabinet. He searched all over but still found nothing.

In an instant, his heart was half cold. He sat on the chair, thinking that the agreement would never be destroyed, otherwise how could it be proved that Jin Yue held Dayan's mining rights?

So where else?At the same time, he was confused and lost his clue.

Looking back at the current situation, we must urgently decide how to cover.If the thing is found, everything will be solved by itself, and he doesn't have to be afraid to rely on Jin Yue to track down who left the smell of smoke in the room; but not now, he has been here before, even if he temporarily covered up the iconic scent, but If the servant refuses to admit that he smoked in the room, then Jin Yue will soon suspect herself...

If he didn't want to tear himself apart on the spot, he had to find a cover for his actions.

When he opened the closet, he saw that he was full of colorful clothes, and at the same time, he was about to grab a piece of Jin Yue's clothes and change into it first - this is the only way to explain his inappropriate behavior of entering and leaving other people's bedrooms.During the selection process, his eyes accidentally fell on Jin Yue wearing a straight skirt when he went to the mountain temple that day.

That's it, I touched the skirt of my clothes with my hand.The place where it touched felt a little strange, and if I touched it carefully, it seemed that there was something in the inner pocket.

When he took it out to look at it, he couldn't help his eyes twinkling, what does it mean to walk through iron shoes without finding a place, and what does it mean to get it without any effort!The person who said this is simply too alive!

However, within two seconds of being pleasantly surprised, an alarm bell suddenly rang in his mind.

Because he heard Jin Yue talking, and at the same time there were footsteps echoing in the corridor, "Let's talk in my bedroom first..."

No, the door is still locked!Tong Ze hurriedly hid the agreement in his clothes, hurried to the door, and quietly unlocked it.

After all, he didn't want to be exposed like this, and with the idea of ​​hiding, he looked around - only the bottom of the bed could accommodate him, and immediately he got short, lay down on the ground, and crawled under the bed with both hands and feet.