[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love

"The military pay has been checked, and everyone in Huangshi has been punished. In the past, money could not be considered."

"Very pleased."

These two are letters from Mei Qingqian to the Emperor and Ye Zhiqing. She did not explain the matter of Hua Duzui, although she knew that a large amount of money might have entered Hua Duzui's private treasury. Her Huaduzui in the palace is completely different, he is no longer just a famous person in the world, he has enough money in his hand, he has brains, can manage, can calculate, and he may even have someone.

Mei Qingqian doesn't know what Hua Duzui wants to do, and she doesn't want to be clear either. The only thing she can do is to seize every opportunity to let Qixiufang truly be on its own, and break away from the control of the court, and the first step of breaking away from the court has been completed up.

What is the advantage of Qixiufang? Of course, there are a large number of girls in Qixiufang. They are beautiful and elegant, slim, well-behaved, good at singing and dancing, and have outstanding literary talents. Most of all, romantic and talented scholars give thousands of words for a beautiful woman, and Qixiufang has gradually formed a pattern in Qingqian's mind.

Qixiu——Ye Zhiqing, lovesickness is like the sea, the past is like the sky, thousands of rivers and mountains.

Chuxiu——Rouge, the green lamp is settled in the house, setting up tea and listening to the snow fall, how comfortable it is.

Qinxiu-Xianqi, on the strings coldly, listening to the sound of flowers and seas, the happy period is like a dream.

Weixiu——Yuanwei, Slender West Lake with chess and looking for Mr. Hui with sword.

Hanxiu——Ling Jun, hates Lingyan Pavilion, can't spend fame and fame, and has a king's heart.

Zhaoxiu——Sheng in the past, Zhaojun learned calligraphy, and it took longer than the pen to write. What year is it?

Yanxiu - luxuriant, the name of a sword dance, Yi shoots nine sunsets, the sky and the earth are low.

Among them, Ye Zhiqing, Yanzhi, and Xianqi are the leaders. Ye Zhiqing herself was brought out by her, and she single-handedly cultivated the future owner of Qixiufang. Qian has always been very reassured of her. Rouge is the owner of Jiaofang's favorite person. Although she is stingy and arrogant, she is also very talented, tenacious, soft-tempered and tactful. Can do a job with ease.

These seven people are talented, and under the guidance of Mei Qingqian, Qixiufang finally started a woman's business. If you have your own advantages, you are a fool if you don't use it. The new clothes, the new makeup that I have drawn, will naturally be sought after by people the next day.This is the dignity and honor earned by the girls of Qixiufang.

Mei Qingqian can now stand upright and say that she can already do without a penny allocated by the court. Although it is not as good as a few wealthy people who have been around for a long time, it is not too far away.

Women are the easiest to connect with. This is the so-called wife diplomacy. This is why Mei Qingqian insists on bringing people to the south of the Yangtze River. Isn't the capital bad?The capital city is of course good, there are officials everywhere, and nobles everywhere, but in their eyes, Qixiufang is just a teaching workshop, and going to the south of the Yangtze River is the first step to break away from the teaching workshop. Girls in Qixiufang never perform arts , not to mention selling themselves, they are self-respecting and self-loving, and they choose some activities and celebrations they like to add to the fun, but now, talking about the south of the Yangtze River, and talking about the capital far away, no matter which family it is, whether it is the royal family or ordinary officials, they can invite them. The girls in Qixiufang feel honored, and even some young ladies raised in deep boudoirs will have one or two girlfriends in Qixiufang.

——This is the result of four full years.

Starting from the first pot of gold confiscated by the Jinpeng Dynasty, Mei Qingqian and the entire Qixiufang have been fighting for the current situation for four years.

When Qingqian released the pigeons, Hua Duzui was at the door. He didn't read the letter paper, and he wouldn't ask someone to intercept the pigeons, but he could roughly guess what was written on it, and Qixiufang grew gradually. He saw it in his eyes, but what did Mei Qingqian want to do?Could it be that she is the same target as he is?No, if this is the case, the current Qixiufang is far from enough...

Hua Duzui approached, Mei Qingqian just sat down, but when the two of them were inside the room, Mei Qingqian never had her hair curled up, her black hair hung down, without any other decorations, under the light shining into the room, The beauty is pure and soul-stirring, Hua Dujiu picked up the agarwood comb on the dressing table beside her, and tied up her hair. The style is very simple, and Hua Duzui's movements are also very skilled. Up to now, the two of them have After being outside for almost a year, they seem to have returned to that time, with one look and one smile, the two sides already have a tacit understanding.

Qingqian turned her head, Hua Duzui hadn't tied it up at that time, and her hair was slightly slanted, but it had a special flavor, Qingqian looked at Hua Duzui, with a sparkling smile in her eyes: "I knew Hua Duzui Chaojie, you will not let me live in peace."

Hua Duzui lowered her head, and picked out a small and delicate peony flower carved from pink jade in the dressing box. The hair on both sides is well combed, and his movements are very delicate and gentle, but his mouth is full of teasing: "Who said you want to travel all over the world, like you, no matter where you go, you will look the same."

Meiqing pushed him with a slight smile, and said, "I think you feel bored with me."

Hua Duzui didn't speak, just followed her actions and went out. Just after she went out, she saw a pigeon flapping into Hua Duzui's study room, she turned her head with Qingqian and said nothing.

Now it is February and mid-spring, Fangfei is in full bloom, green branches and red flowers are very beautiful.

Yuecheng itself is famous for its flowers. Almost every household grows flowers. There are always flowers produced by them in the palace, and the Flower Festival here is also very lively and unique.

When Huaduzui and Meiqingqian walked to the main road, there were many people out in the spring. On the side of the road, or at the door of people's houses, you can often see many flower pots. The flower branches are hung with colorful silk red paper, and the flower branches are bound. This is the so-called "Appreciate red", "protect flowers".There is a poem that says, "When spring comes, the flowers will be dyed in the green, and the branches will be cut to the wind.

Women on the street, regardless of age, wear flowers on their heads, and even some flirtatious wits have small flowers on their heads, all of which look like spring.

Walking in the direction of the flow of people, it became more and more lively. It turned out to be a temple fair organized by the local flower farmers. They gathered in front of the Flower God Temple, killing animals and offering fruits to celebrate the god's birthday. There were some drama performers beside them.

Hua Duzui and Mei Qingqian found a restaurant, they chose a good seat on the second floor by the window, sat on the edge of the bed and watched from a distance, they could see the performers below, the voice of Gu Yuan coming from the first floor of the restaurant , Today I am talking about the four flower gods from the ancient flower gods to the martial arts.

"Xiaoer, I don't know what fun places to go during the Yuecheng Flower Festival?" He ordered a cold appetizer at random, and asked lightly.

"Guest officer, are you a foreigner?" Xiao Er said with a smile on his face, "Then you are right to come this year!"

"Oh?" Mei Qingqian opened her eyes wide to save face, and motioned Xiao Er to continue talking.

"There are four flower gods in the martial arts, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, with extraordinary talents, and also with outstanding martial arts. Among these four, Han Yingyan is the head. This year's Flower Festival ceremony, there will also be a fight against flowers and a flower god lamp." The host above is Han Yingyan." The shop clerk smiled with a nympho on his face, but it wasn't annoying.

Mei Qingqian nodded, threw him some money, turned his head and said to Hua Duzui, "Apricot blossoms in February are as soft as the light clouds shining on the water at the beginning, and as delicate as the pink butterflies fluttering in the clouds. Let me go and see this flower. How is God?"

That night.

Flowing fireflies are picturesque, with layers of delicate flowers, that person is like a fairy transformed from hundreds of flowers in the flowers, step by step, stepping on the flowers, she nods and smiles, like a flower branch blooming, she is so beautiful, like a layer of flowers and branches Complicated, but still a little quiet, occasionally looking back, she is stunningly beautiful and eloquent.

That was Han Yingyan.