Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

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Approaching the east of the city, Shaobai abandoned the main road, picked narrow alleys to detour, and finally came to the back door of "Qingyue Tower".Despite the bustling streets in front, the back streets and alleys are very remote, few people pass by, even if there are people passing by, who would care about a passerby passing by in a hurry?

Uncle Ping had been waiting for a long time, and came to meet him from a distance, muttering, "My young master, you are here, the young master has urged you several times. I said that I would like to pick you up in a carriage. You insist that you don’t need it, it’s a long way to go from the west to the east, look at the sweat...Fortunately, I prepared a roll of towels early in the morning,” he said while handing him a clean wet handkerchief, “wipe it quickly. "

Shaobai stopped in his tracks, took it over and wiped off his sweat, and suddenly gave Uncle Ping a deep bow, which shocked Uncle Ping, "Uncle Ping, for more than half a year, I trouble you to always be busy Later, in the wind and rain, they greeted me and saw me off, and they still remembered my taste and hobbies. Every time they prepared meals in the house, they were all my favorite..." After a pause, he said, "I , the way Zhou Feng and I get along with each other, you didn't look down on me and treat me as the kind of person who advocates excellence. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely repay you."

Uncle Ping helped him up, his eyes were clouded, his face was full of pity, his lips were murmured for a long time, and then he said tremblingly, "Master Gu, you, you..., I... ..." There was a panic in his heart, Gu Shaobai was exquisitely carved and elegant like jade, but he was used by the young master as a tool for revenge, and he was about to be destroyed. After thinking about this, he couldn't continue.

"Qingyue Building" is a four-story square post house.In the middle of the first floor is a square wooden platform, where singing and dancing performances are performed, surrounded by scattered seats, and the second floor is empty, along the circle are private rooms, hung with light red gauze curtains , and the tents are all made of the unique ring gauze in the south, which has excellent light transmission.The lights outside are bright, and the guests inside can clearly see the performance on the wooden stage from above, but the people below can't see the situation in the private room upstairs anyway.

The back door is connected to the wooden steps on the second floor, and Uncle Ping led Shaobai straight into the innermost private room.

Zhou Feng has been sitting in one position for a long time, his handsome face is covered with a layer of shadow, and there are thousands of hectares of waves surging up in his chest, making it difficult to calm down.He rubbed his brows angrily, what's the matter, when he planned step by step to investigate and deal with Prince Yu's prostitution of officials and nobles for corruption in ink and military pay, he was not so hesitant and panicked.He sneered in his heart, could a little Gu Shaobai still influence his decision?The answer is of course impossible.

When the door curtain was raised, Uncle Ping said from behind, "My lord, Young Master Gu has arrived."

Turning around, the gloom disappeared, and a warm and gentle smiling face greeted him, "Ah Bai, you've come, I thought you weren't coming, it made me worry."

Gu Shaobai smiled slightly, "I was delayed by something when I came here. How could you go back on your word, not to mention, today is your birthday."

Zhou Feng took his hand and took his seat. Although the private room is not big, it is clean and elegant.Four dishes and a long-necked jade bottle were placed on a small sandalwood round table near the railing.The dishes are matched with meat and vegetables, exquisite and beautiful, and they look full of color, fragrance and taste.

The excerpts on the stage below have already started, and Shaobai listened carefully, "For you, you are as beautiful as a flower, and the year is like water... Urging the flowers and censors to cherish the flowers, and checking the spring work for another year... The sad guest is under the red rain , to attract people to hang their dreams and gather clouds."

Uncle Ping filled the wine glasses in front of the two of them, Zhou Feng gave him a wink, and said, "Uncle Ping, you step back and arrange the things I explained." Uncle Ping gave Shaobai a deep look, turned around Back off, it's a pity that Shaobai was obsessed with the tender and lingering love story of the excerpts and didn't see this meaningful look.

Looking from Zhou Feng's side, Shaobai was facing the audience, showing a side face with jade condensed, and his eyes were shining like stars.He rested his chin in one hand, leaned his upper body slightly forward, and could vaguely see the perfect streamline of the neck and spine under the temple hair, which was as white as jade. .