Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Seek key points in the secret cabinet, test Fengyue in the boudoir

Above the main hall of Jinluan, the throne hangs empty.

On the lower left is a golden chair, the size of which has been reduced a lot. The thin apricot figure of the prince sits on it, and all the officials bow their heads.

"His Royal Highness is a thousand years old."

"My lords... in peace." The prince still had a young man's gentle voice, which was quite incompatible with the quietness in the hall.

Zong Zhengyi placed both palms on his knees, and lightly pinched the corner of his robe from time to time.He saw a courtier quietly looking up at him in the dark below, and when he looked back, the man quickly lowered his head again.

Tong Xiu, the servant, said from the side: "If there is something to do, we will play, and if there is nothing to do, we will retreat."

The crown prince is weak, and even the little eunuchs around him are like mosquitoes, without any momentum.The faces of all the ministers under the lowered heads were different, and when they looked at each other occasionally, they knew that the other party had the same feeling as themselves.

Zong Zhengyi looked around, and finally saw a courtier come out and said: "The minister has his roots."

Immediately another person came out together and said, "I have my own foundation."

The two looked at each other back and forth in the court, and then staggered away.

Zongzheng said: "Since it was Jin Qing who spoke first, let Jin Qing speak first."

Jin Duo said solemnly: "I would like to resign from the post of envoy of the Privy Council, and return home as an official."

Zong Zhengyi was surprised: "Why are you in such a hurry? What is Jin Qing hiding?"

Jin Duo said: "No, it's just that I am not a normal scholar after all, my physical strength is getting weaker, and I have been an official for half my life. Yan Guo is loyal, and I implore Your Highness, Yunchen, to resign and return home."

Zong Zhengyi hesitated and said, "I'm afraid this matter is too hasty...won't we discuss it later?"

Jin Duo said again: "The cloudy eyes I suffer from have already made it difficult for me to read and review papers, and frequent heart palpitations have delayed the affairs of the court. I am so lazy in government affairs, and I have no face to occupy the position of envoy for a long time. Please let me be worthy. "

The fat on his face was stagnant, and he had a determined look.

Zong Zhengyi's eyes moved left and right, and he glanced at the person who ranked first in the courtiers. Ni Congwen came out at this time, standing upright at the head of the hall, and said: "His Royal Highness, I think that the Privy Council where Mr. Jin works is very busy on weekdays. If the disease is serious, it will not be a long-term solution after all, and it will not be conducive to the operation of political affairs, thus delaying the stability of the country."

Zong Zhengyi nodded: "Ni Qing is right. Since this is the case, Jin Qing has worked so hard for state affairs for a long time, and now that he is serving as an official, he will definitely give a generous reward to the government to comfort him for years of hard work."

"Thank you Your Highness for your grace." Jin Duo bowed his head deeply.

Feng Ru, who just came out at the same time, frowned deeply, staring at his saluting figure, just at the moment of sorrow, looked up, just met Ni Congwen's squinting gaze, seemed to move slightly, then turned his head away, without any sign of disturbance.

Feng Ru also turned his head and frowned, and tightened his hands holding the wat board.

"Ai Qing is flat," Zong Zhengyi looked at the few people in front and said, "Just now Feng Qing also reported something, I don't know why?"

Feng Ru swallowed the words of impeachment that he had prepared, paused for a moment and said: "...it is related to the current salt and iron government camps and wine disputes. The private trial results have not been good. Feeling resentful, I think... it is better to pay the money first and try to appease him."

Immediately, Jin Duo retorted: "Master Feng's words are wrong. It was originally designed to reduce his power and increase the use of the country at the beginning. Wouldn't it be contrary to the original intention to make amends now?"

Feng Rudao: "The reform of the system is not a temporary thing. Master Jin should consider the time and environment behind this thunderous method. Border troubles have already made the people worry. At this time, it is not the best behavior to try to reduce the people's interests."

Zhang Yanque, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, came out and said: "The minister seconded the proposal. This move was too hasty. Now that Mr. Jin has retired from his post and returned home, he can enjoy the rest of the year. We can't just ignore the stability of Yan State in the future."

The implication is that now that you, Jin Duo, have just resigned from office, you have the courage to participate in state affairs again. If you really do not feel pain in your back while standing up and talking, it will be seen when you will ever have the opportunity to speak in the future.

The words were sarcasm, and Jin Duo also said coldly: "Then dare to ask Mr. Zhang, after the reform, is the total amount of rent paid for the public land more, or is it more profit from the merchants?"

Not to be outdone, Zhang Yanque rejected the eunuch in his heart, without showing annoyance on his face, and said: "Master Jin, it is better to be unreasonable. The former takes the merchants, and the latter cuts off the common people. The rich and the poor can be seen at a glance. Besides, The latter is obviously a long-term strategy, can't Mr. Jin think about it?"

Jin Duo was speechless, maybe he didn't want to discuss with him again.

Zhang Yanque continued: "Returning to Your Highness, I think that although this move has been implemented for a few months, although it will make money from the business, it will eventually shake the foundation of the hearts of the people in the capital. If it is not yet determined, it will be abolished."

Yuan Libin, the minister of the household department, came out and said: "The minister seconded the proposal."

When Zongzheng was hesitating and anxious, he heard Feng Ru say again just now: "Returning to Your Highness, I think that the root cause of this disaster does not lie in the original intention of the policy. After half a year of trial production, wealthy businessmen in Beijing and China have restrained themselves, and the number of people drinking too much Drinking, although the prosperity has been reduced, it also condenses the interests of the common people in the capital, and the rich and rich also reduce their exploitation. All these are the result of unexpected results of this move, which is quite beneficial to the improvement of people's morale. The minister thinks that this move should be implemented again It’s just that the details should be improved, such as providing financial subsidies to failed merchants, so don’t act too hastily.”

Yuan Libin frowned and said nothing.

Jin Duo said leisurely: "I think Master Feng's words are not unreasonable. When the wars are frequent and the country is in trouble, we should still take money from the people. The whole country of Yan will defend against foreign enemies. I insist that this action cannot be abolished." .”

Zongzheng said in a low voice: "Since you have a lot of criticisms... let's discuss it later, if you have something to say, you can express it in the memorial..."

The expressions of the courtiers below were changing again, and the ministers said "yes" sparsely, which was not very strict.

Ni Congwen stood up at this time and said: "Your Highness, I think that since Mr. Jin has resigned, he should recommend another official to be appointed as the Privy Council envoy in time, so as to make up for the shortcomings and get on the right track as soon as possible."

Zong Zhengyi nodded: "Does Ni Qing have a suitable candidate?"

Ni Congwen said: "My minister thinks that Mr. Feng has been supervising and pushing orders since the restructuring. He has made insightful plans for military finance, which can be transferred to the Privy Council."

Yuan Libin immediately said: "I have objections, Mr. Feng's words are so outspoken, he can't accept all opinions, and the Privy Council is connected with military affairs, Mr. Feng may not be proficient in this way...The minister thinks that Mr. Shao is in Shangshu Province He has been co-management for many years and is proficient in the affairs of the six departments, so he can take up this position."

All the ministers looked at each other quietly, not knowing what the situation was.

Zongzheng said: "Does Jin Qing have any candidates to recommend?"

Jin Duo paused for a moment, and then said, "...if based on what you saw just now, Mr. Feng is at least better than Hubu."

The Ministry of Household Affairs and the Privy Council have been fighting for a long time on financial matters, and now even if Jin Duo resigns, the atmosphere is still tense.

Zongzheng Yi was strangely silent among the crowd, and asked, "What does Feng Qing think?"

"Concerning and working for the well-being of the country and the people is my lifelong wish, but it is according to His Highness's orders." Feng Ru said with a little sweat in his heart.

Zong Zhengyi glanced at the head of the minister again, and saw Ni Congwen nodding slightly towards him, so he said: "Feng Qing's devotion can be learned from, and Ai Qing has worked hard for many years in the position of Shang Shu Sheng Pu She, and it is enough to be promoted at this time. In this way, do you have any objection to Feng Ru's temporary power as a privy envoy?"

Yuan Libin gritted his teeth secretly, bowed his head and said nothing.

The prime minister stood in front of the people in his extravagant crimson purple official robe.

Ni Congwen was still allowed to go to court in plain clothes in the Duoqing room.And when it comes to the time and date, it is full of calculations, it is exactly three years after the death of the former censor Xie Zhi, so the official uniform can be changed and the head of the court can be re-established.

All the officials can see that three years ago when he was ordered by the emperor to return to his position as an official, what he did and did, from now on, everything is secretly connected. The silk screen, I don't know when it covered the court hall.

Seeing that the ministers were silent, Zongzheng said: "Is there any important matter to attend to today? If not, then we will leave the court."

Before all the ministers said anything, he gestured towards Tong Xiu, who said in a loud voice, "Dismiss the court."

Zong Zhengyi got up and walked towards the apse, and the ministers also dispersed.Jin Duo ignored everyone's eyes, and stepped out of the main hall first, his fat body squeezed out of the courtiers.

Ni Congwen went back to the mansion, crossed the forest threshold, and the housekeeper said: "Master, Captain Fu is here, waiting for you in the study."

Ni Congwen raised his eyebrows, and then said, "Got it."

He walked through the flowers and plants in front of the yard, walked towards the study, pushed the door open and entered the room, there was a "squeak" sound, the young man in the room stood in front of the cabinet, and was taken aback when he saw him suddenly push the door open.

"Why are you here so early today?" Ni Congwen smiled and closed the door tightly, then turned around and looked at the layout of the study.

Fu Chen came out from behind the chief chair, and said in a low voice: "...there is no important matter in the army recently, I came here... I wanted to ask the benefactor if there is any further action. Zi Jie heard that Jin Duo's financial reform caused all the officials and the people to panic. It's dissatisfaction, I want to ask if I want to go and try to solve it?"

Ni Congwen stepped forward and sat on the chair in the hall, Fu Chen saw the opportunity and walked to him, Ni Congwen said with a smile: "Jin Duo doesn't have to worry about it anymore, I voluntarily resigned from him this morning... He is also a vigilant, Jia Yun has fallen , those who cling to it are not afraid.”

"Then Jiang Hua..."

Ni Congwen narrowed his eyes, then turned around and said: "Jiang Hua...he is not as powerful as before, and His Majesty is sick, so he doesn't dare to act rashly at this time. For now, you don't need to risk your life to solve this problem. Don't worry about it."

"Yes." Fu Chen bowed his head.

Seeing the young man's straightforward answer, Ni Congwen was stunned for a moment. In the past, when talking about this young man, he was always stubborn and extreme, insisting on threatening death, but now he suddenly and quietly agreed to him. Is it time to cherish life?

Ni Congwen's eyes were as dark as ice, but his voice was gentle: "You have avenged your father now, do you have any plans for the future?"

Fu Chen lowered his head and said, "I want to resign and go back."

"where to?"

where to?

No relatives, no home, no life, no life.

A piece of white blankly gathered around him, and the empty outside world blurred before Fu Chen's eyes.

He still remembered that three years ago, he was so helpless as a deer, accidentally broke into the predicament deep in the mountains, and never came back.

He said in a daze, "I don't know."

The young man's back is arched, and the maroon martial robe reveals a shallow bone circumference.

Ni Congwen looked at him with a smile, and said: "The more you think, the more you feel that there is no place for life. Life in this world must be bound by some materialistic customs to land. You have been in the army for a long time, don't you have any worries?"

"……Have."

"Then continue to serve in the army. Wouldn't it be both good and bad? Presumably teacher Izumi will be happy for you when he finds out. Self-destruction is not a good destination, and neither your parents will feel at ease."

Fu Chen raised his head and said with stiff lips: "...Understood, Zi Jie will leave first."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out, a little less courteous than usual, and a little more panicked.

When Ni Congwen saw him leaving in a hurry, his face turned cold. It's no wonder that he lost his courtesy, but the expressions and behaviors of young people today gave him a strange sense of loneliness.He got up from the chair, took a few steps back, and arrived at the cabinet where the young man was standing at the beginning. He searched upwards intently. It is a valuable thing, so it is not locked.

Ni Congwen's eyes flickered, as if thinking of something, he turned around and sat on the main chair in front of the table. There was a checkpoint in the original solid wood railing under the table. With a light flick, the dark cabinet appeared.

He took out a gray coat that had dried up until it was stiff and hard. Three years passed quickly, and the clothes were imprinted on it.He opened it, and found that piece of white silk was soft and soft, and it was still supple after many years. The ink-colored handwriting on it had long been unrecognizable due to the rain and sweat. Only the vermilion seal at the end still had some color, but it was occasionally covered with a few spots of ink. It was pitch-black, covering up the bloody trident, as if trying to cover it up.

Ni Congwen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he leaned back on the back of the chair. On the crimson official robe, one could see the pulsating blue veins on his neck, and the tail showed the same purple color.

After Fu Chen came out of the prime minister's mansion, he felt a heavy burden in his heart.

He remembered the fierce and unwilling eyes of the jackal he killed for the first time when he was young, staring at him before dying, green light burst out from it, but it was even more lifeless, only revealing the sad struggle and painful survival .

The young man gathered his mind and walked towards the familiar road.

Walking to a remote courtyard, the young servant was sweeping the floor at the gate. Seeing him coming, he smiled and said, "The captain came early today, and my lord has just returned from court. Please wait in the courtyard for a while, and I will report."

Fu Chen nodded weakly.

Soon, Feng Ru came out of the room to greet him with a gentle face: "Why are you here so early? Let's go into the room and say."

Fu Chen followed, with a "bang", he was suddenly caught by the threshold, and fell forward.Yu Shan put his hands on the ground, he happened to catch a glimpse of an ant in front of him.

Feng Ru was taken aback by his movement, turned around to help him up, patted the corner of his robe, and said softly, "How can you be so careless? You have been training outside for a long time, and the man who used a knife and a gun I’ve made it through, why can’t I walk anymore…”

Fu Chen's heart would be warmed if he heard the exhortation words on a normal day, but at this moment, his face was pale, and he turned straight towards the inner room.

Fu Chen staggered into his study, and saw that hanging on the wall was still the same handwriting from before, the handwriting was neat and straight, and it was difficult for him to bring up the interest in viewing life at this time.

Seeing him staring at the words again, Feng Ru asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask my lord." Fu Chen slid his Adam's apple, "Is there any seal left by my father?"

"Huh?" Feng Ru was surprised by his question, and then said again, "This...it really is nothing, the rank of my mentor is higher than mine, and the daily memorials are sent directly to His Majesty...and when writing letters in private, the mentor rarely uses seals , so as not to cause the officials of the DPRK and China to find out some clues."

"Then... can I see your lord's private seal? Just... take a look."

Feng Ru felt strange, but he still opened a box on the table and handed over the red seal.

Fu Chen took it over and looked at it, and when he was about to ask what words were on it, Feng Ru unfolded a document next to the table, revealing the cinnabar red seal inside:

Feng Boyongyin

"This is the printed effect."

Fu Chen was startled, as if a certain fact in his heart had been illuminated.

"I don't know what the word 'Boyong' means..."

"Boyong is my character, or was my mentor picked it for me?" Feng Ru looked at his expression, and was also puzzled by his strangeness today, "Are you suddenly interested in these?...There are also famous calligraphers in Beijing who are good at seal cutting Zhuoyin, if you are interested in this way, I can also recommend it for you... It's just that you have been in the army and practiced martial arts all year round, why did you suddenly become interested in this scribe's idle work..."

Fu Chen didn't hear what he said later, but asked in a daze:

"Your Excellency, do you know... Does Jia Yun have words?"

Seeing him asking about eunuchs like this, Feng Ru felt puzzled, and said, "Jia Yun...is not a scholar, but a servant who once followed His Majesty, and even if he is an eunuch, he is also a military eunuch. Lian Po is proficient in writing Even Jiang Hua dared not pretend to be a vassal to get something, how could he have... why did you ask about him today?"

The young man remained silent, Feng Ru thought he was still thinking about the previous battlefield, and comforted him: "Your heart is simple, and the matter about Jia Yun may not need to use such extreme methods... Now that the eunuchs are scattered in the court, this private credit You are also there, so don’t worry about many things anymore, if you have any difficulties, you can come to me at any time, and I will try my best to help.”

"Your bright future is yet to come... But don't be distracted by these filthy past events, otherwise Jia Yun really deserves to die..."

Feng Ru's words were mixed with the frequency of the same tone of voice in what Ni Congwen said to him, Fu Chen's mind was buzzing, and all kinds of personnel matters wanted him to raise his head and rush to fame and wealth, but who knew His life and death bargaining chip after this decision?Does anyone know the past that has been revolving around and never cut off?

How can everything end like this?

The young man looked up at Feng Ru, the scar on his cheek moved slightly, and he squeezed out a smile, and the tip of his nose cast a shadow in the bright sunlight outside the window:

"Thank you sir for your concern, Zijie knows how to do it."

In the evening, the sun was shining brightly, and Ni Congwen sat drinking tea in front of several desks in the courtyard, looking at the setting sun from a distance, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

After a while, there was the sound of someone behind him, Ni Congwen didn't turn around, he just said, "Here you are?"

The tone is gentle and amiable.

"What is the benefactor's order?" The spine of the person behind him was straight, and his words were cold.

"There is no need to stay." Ni Congwen didn't say much.

A piece of white and colorful apricot petals was lightly lifted by the air and fell to the table.

"Four years?"

"Quickly."

Ni Congwen's purple wide sleeves were frightened, and the immature flowers were swept into the dust.

"Yes."

"It's all right, you go back."

"Yes."

Crow Green Shadow slipped behind him, Ni Congwen lifted the tea cover, the tea liquid remaining at the bottom of the cup was dark yellow, he jumped with a stiff muscle on the back of his hand, and the boiling hot tea poured on the ground with a little bit of scum, the apricot blossom gradually withered, trembling against the ground wet to the ground.

The night scene in the imperial capital is the most impressive, only at night people shed their human skin and throw themselves into the illusion of light between cups and cups.

The girls were in groups, looking at the oddly handsome man on the street, and the man in the wine pavilion was looking at the bustling crowd downstairs, staring at some woman with drunken eyes.

All kinds of snacks and artful arts are shouting incessantly on the street.

Regardless of the crowd, the peddler insisted on pushing towards the bridge: "Candied haws! Fresh candied haws!"

"A bunch of candied haws."

The peddler raised his head and bumped into a pair of peach blossom eyes with deep horn grooves. In front of him was a young man dressed in arms, with a bayonet at his waist, and a slender figure.Seeing his handsome appearance, the peddler guessed that he must be someone who is not short of money, so he laughed first and said, "Okay!"

Then he took a bunch of candied haws from the grass target, and then said with a smile: "Master Jun, these candied haws are made from freshly picked hawthorns. Look at the color, it's bright and full. Why don't you take care of small businesses..."

The young man didn't hesitate much here, and said bluntly, "Okay, then take two skewers."

Seeing that the young man was easy to talk, the peddler also narrowed his smile, took another bunch of candied haws and handed it over, saying: "Master Jun doesn't care about trivial matters, he must be the one who can accomplish great things..."

The young man handed over the money, ignored his flattery, turned around and left with two bunches of candied haws.

On the top of the bridge, Fu Chen stood on a high place, and there were still people full of joy and anger coming and going. Boat.

Fu Chen let the crowd behind him conceal his loneliness, and the noise of the world turned him into silence.

"Zijie."

Fu Chen turned around.

"Well, for you."

The familiar peach blossom eyes reflected the two figures of him, holding the warm red string in his hand.

He is not without nostalgia, if there is true friendship in the world, it will be this occasional surprise.

Fu Chen took it with an imperceptible tremor, lifted his lower lip, and was about to say a few words, but stopped suddenly.

The two walked together.

Tang Lan smiled and said, "I guess what you wanted to say just now was 'thank you', should you be right?"

"Yes," Fu Chen also smiled slightly, "Later, I thought that there is really no need for this between you and me, but occasionally I can't help it...Then guess what I want to say now?"

Tang Lan turned her head and shook the candied haws in her hand: "You want to ask, why did I buy an extra bunch today and eat it myself?"

Fu Chen said: "Yes, I remember you don't like sweets."

"That's right," Tang Lan said, "It's just that I suddenly crave something sweet today, so I bought it and tasted it. Why do you prefer this sweet thing so much?"

Fu Chen said: "I still remember when I was a child and my mother was a helper at someone else's house, that family often bought them for their children to eat, and sometimes they bought me a bunch... But it was not for me, it was directly used for wages Yes, so I cherished what I ate at that time.”

Tang Lan took a bite, and the ice syrup on the outside of the candied haws smeared on the tip of his tongue, making it very greasy.

He frowned slightly: "It's too sweet."

"If you can't eat it, give it to me."

Tang Lan turned her head to look, and found that half of the candied haws in Fu Chen's hand had been gnawed away, and he was surprised: "Why do you eat it so fast?"

After talking here, Fu Chen chewed a candied gourd three times and swallowed it in his stomach. The machine was as fast as he was trying his sword on the battlefield.

Fu Chen only said: "This peddler made pretty good candied haws today."

Tang Lan handed over the bunch of candied haws that was missing in his hand, turned his head quickly, and said, "Since the sale was banned last year, the restaurant I took you to has been closed..."

"It's really a pity," Fu Chen said, "It's hard to find such good wine."

Tang Lan's eyes flashed, and he said suddenly: "The wine is gone, but the beauty is still there... You don't have any chores today, but there is no reason to shirk. I will take you to a good place."

Fu Chen smiled: "I'm afraid it's not the Hongxiang Pavilion you've been thinking about?"

"Zijie is the one who knows me." Tang Lan tilted his head to look at him with a smile, "There are only fine wines and beauties in this world that cannot be let down."

"I'm used to seeing life and death in battle, but I'm still drunk and dreaming of death when I come back," Fu Chen sighed, "You really know how to enjoy..."

Tang Lan took his shoulders and came to the front of the building. The Hongxiang Pavilion stands in the bustling center of the imperial capital, enjoying all kinds of pursuit and joy.

Rows of red lanterns hang high in front of the pavilion to welcome distinguished guests.

"Master Tang, you've arrived." Men'e, who greeted the guests by the gate, was beautiful and dressed in a crimson skirt, half revealing, so glamorous.

Tang Lan said with a smile: "Miss Yunshuang is dressed in a beautiful dress today, even more beautiful than in the past."

The woman named "Yun Shuang" stroked her lips and smiled lowly, and said, "Master Jun is too famous...Is this master your friend?"

She saw that this young man was slightly taller than Tang Lan, but his face was thinner and paler. His curly hair was tied back, his eyebrows were long and his eyes were sculpted, and there was a striking scar on his cheek. Men's greasy, this young man has a clear and fresh air, just standing silently beside Tang Lan, can let others notice his outstanding temperament.

"That's right," Tang Lan said with a nod, "I'm going to find two girls to stay overnight tonight, please arrange for Miss Yunshuang."

"You're welcome," Yunshuang said, "Please follow me to the private room."

Fu Chen followed in silence.Various private houses are distributed in a spiral shape in the Hongxiang Pavilion, and a high platform is set up in the middle for the guests in the hall to enjoy. At this time, there is a line of singing and dancing on the stage. Flesh|To hide half of the exposure, it is directly in front of everyone.

Yun Shuang looked back at the two of them, and found that Fu Chen was staring at the table below, and said, "If you want to watch it, Mr. Jun, you can go downstairs and find a seat for a closer look. It's just that the show will be closed at night, and this dance song is the last one. One match. If the military master is really interested, why not come next time to reflect the daytime..."

Fu Chen didn't answer, but still looked at the girls on the stage with their skirts swaying.

The guests on the upper floor are all rich and powerful VIPs in this private room. Everyone knows it. When they meet acquaintances, they just look at each other and smile. When they wake up tomorrow, they will completely forget what happened the night before. When they meet again in private, it will be the same as usual. scene, without mentioning each other.

A young man in brocade robe came out of the private room staggeringly, obviously drunk, the servants who served beside him tried to help him, but he swung him away.

"Go away... tell... Jinxiu, tomorrow... Master Yuan, I... bring her... ouch!"

The young man in brocade robe was yelling while raising his sleeves, while hiding to the right, he happened to bump into a person who had just walked by the corridor, and that person was extremely hard, with many bones and little flesh. fell to the ground.

"Master!" Followed by the boy, he hurried forward to help him.

Young Master Jinpao rubbed his waist and cursed: "Which one doesn't have eyes... bump into someone..."

Reluctantly, his vision was blurred, so he could only glimpse some outlines, but he couldn't see what the standing person looked like.

The young servant who followed closely had a very good look in his eyes. He was facing the face of the person who was bumped upwards. In the place of fireworks and willows, there was only a pair of cold and lonely gray eyes. Once you see such eyes once, Will never forget again.

The young servant couldn't help shivering for a while, turned his head quickly, but also thought about where he had seen this person before.

While helping Young Master Jinpao, he saw that the young man had passed by just now, and whispered in his ear, "Grand...Grandpa, I have seen this man before, at the palace banquet... The one who was still dancing the sword... was also a military officer in court..."

Young Master Jin Pao stared in a daze, heard a few words intermittently, winked and said: "An official?... How many grades?"

"It should be a military officer of the fourth rank." The boy replied.

"What?" Mr. Jinpao still squinted his eyes, turned his head when he heard the words, and said with a sneer, "Jia Yun is a second-rank...you don't pay attention to...four-rank... Or a military officer...uh..."

When Yun Shuang turned around, she glanced at Fu Chen who was lying drunk on the ground not far behind, and when she turned to the young man in front of her, she saw that his expression was still the same as before, she didn't mind anymore, and said, "Here we are."

Tang Lan also ignored the news just now, put his hand on Fu Chen's shoulder, and followed into a room together, where there were already two girls waiting for each other at the wine table.

One of them was dressed in a light yellow dress, with a pair of smart eyes embedded in his pointed and thin cheeks. When he saw the two of them entering the room, he took the lead in smiling and said, "Hello, my servant's name is Qiao'er."

The other one was wearing a rouge dress with long sleeves, with a little red flower tint on her forehead, she suddenly looked charming, and said softly: "You two are well, your slave name is red."

Yun Shuang quietly retreated and closed the door.

The two girls invited them to be seated. Seeing the coquettish and unique temperament of the two prostitutes, Tang Lan couldn't help praising: "The beauties in the Hongxiang Pavilion are really innumerable in the flower spectrum. Allow."

The two girls smiled when they heard the words, and at the same time poured the spring wine in the jug in front of them, and handed it over with jade hands.

Fu Chen took it with lowered eyebrows, said "Thank you" in a low voice, and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing the young man's direct gaze, but without any obscenity, Qiaoer couldn't help but smile and replied: "My lord, you are so beautiful, there are thousands of beauties. When we were young, we were taught not to look for the same stereotyped beauty." , You need to seek your own talent, and only when you cultivate your unique temperament can guests remember it.”

"That's right, what other families are looking for is a waste of thousands of dollars and a momentary love affair, what we at Hongxiang Pavilion are asking for the hearts of the customers, and the regular customers don't donate." Luo Hong smiled and continued, her voice was as crisp as gold and stone.

The wine in his throat overflowed with clear air, warm and mellow, Fu Chen licked his lips and teeth, but regretted that it lacked the strongness of the dirty wine in the army.

Seeing Fu Chen standing next to him drinking by himself, Qiaoer asked with a smile, "What does this master think of this place? Is there anything you don't like?"

Fu Chen saw the woman asking him, so he raised his head and looked around. The pepper room smelled fragrant, the warm wind was fragrant, and the red silk and red gauze had the illusion of being newlyweds, which made him confused for a while.

"The decoration here is very good." Suddenly, Fu Chen couldn't find the right words. Seeing the overlapping curtains behind the wine table, which seemed to be hidden, he asked casually, "Is there someone behind this?"

Luo Hong smiled and said, "Exactly, behind the curtain is a geisha in the pavilion, named Cheng Zhe."

Winding red gauze drags the ground, and behind layers of curtains, there is a vaguely green-clothed woman, but her shadow is not visible.

Tang Lan asked, "Why is there no song today?"

Fu Chen took a sip of the wine, and it was sweet again.It was only then that he noticed that the faint twittering of strings in the pavilion was actually coming from inside the house, the strings were ethereal, perhaps because they were far away, and they were clearly accompanied by spirits.

Qiao'er, who was sitting next to Tang Lan, saw the opportunity and said: "This military master doesn't know something. Our Chengzhe girl has suffered from a cold for the past two days, and her voice can't sing, so she has to play the piano for the gentlemen to enjoy."

Tang Lan raised her eyebrows: "It's still cold in winter, girls should also pay attention to keeping warm."

The sound of the qin was like pearls and jade, and the woman behind the curtain plucked the strings lightly to show her response.

The two girls saw that he behaved politely, described him as handsome, and even though his martial robes were simple, he could see a different kind of romantic attitude, so they couldn't help feeling a little fond of him.

Fu Chen only poured himself a drink from the sidelines, Hualouchun wine was light in taste, and the aftertaste was sweet and greasy.He frowned, and simply picked up the jug and poured it directly into his lips, it was hard to enjoy himself.

Luo Hong smiled and said: "Master Jun is really polite, our girls in Goulan are all pointing to these things that God rewarded to earn some money for themselves, so as not to make people grow old and have no place to bury their bones..."

Fu Chen also felt sad when he heard the words in a bewilderment, and the unspeakable hardships in his daily life were suddenly highlighted, and he said: "...you enjoy life every day, but you also worry about life and death?"

The young man next to him was silent for a long time, so that Luo Hong didn't pay attention to it for a moment. As soon as he opened his mouth, he heard his offensive and straightforward words. This is to seek the survival of the family and the country, but I don’t know that we, a prostitute, are also seeking to survive, and we are paid by sex and art, so where does the distinction come from?"

"... Offended." Fu Chen's eyes were drunk, he couldn't tell the truth from the truth, he only felt that the woman's words were precise, and every word and every word hit his heart, "I originally thought that life is short, if I can really be drunk, dream and die, I will beg for joy all day long , it's a blessing... I don't mean to belittle the girl, just envy."

Luo Hong said slowly: "Master Jun's words are selfish, but it's not the first time I've heard of this. Since the Jingzhong Tavern closed, more and more guests have come here. I dare not say that I have read it for more than ten years. There are countless people, but to say the least, men from all walks of life have seen some, and who is not tired of external strife and comes here to escape pleasure? If this kind of human desire is also suppressed, how can our Hongxiang Pavilion be held every year? Is it such a good business? I’m afraid it was banned by the government long ago. Which man doesn’t look one way when he puts on his clothes, and another when he takes them off?”

"Well said!" Tang Lan smiled from the side, "That's a wonderful statement, and the girl is also a wonderful person."

There was no pride on Luo Hong's face, but she still maintained a faint smile, with deep makeup on her face, and she couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

Qiao'er smiled and continued: "Master Jun is absurd, and Luo Hong is also free of words. We prostitutes are used to seeing people, so we can naturally make up nonsense. The people in the barracks always say We are ruthless and ungrateful, and it is only because we are used to false sentiments and false opinions that we don't believe in the true meaning..."

"The girl is a sincere and righteous person, and Fu Chen is taught," Fu Chen took another sip of the wine. Although the wine in the goulan is sweet and less pungent, but after tasting a lot, it will not have a tired bitter taste. "If Fu Chen can have The girl is half transparent, and there is no need... there is no need to be like this..."

Seeing this young man's sad eyes, the scar on his left cheek is more vivid, under the candle, his nose is deep and his eyes are deep, he has a heroic spirit.

"If you have something bothering you, Jun Ye, you might as well say it, it's a good time just now," Luo Hong said, "My slaves are tight-lipped and their memory is not good. After a night, I completely forgot..."

Fu Chen closed his eyes, and slowly shook his head, as if already drunk.

Seeing that his eyes were tired, Tang Lan said: "It's getting late today, my friend is already tired, why don't we go back to our rooms and go to sleep?"

"Master, don't worry," Qiao'er teased, revealing another hibiscus face under the heavy makeup, "Our Red Fragrance Pavilion is the signature of the Imperial Capital, so we can do it as soon as we come up, it's not like the general Qin Lou Chu Pavilion no difference?"

Luohong then smiled and said: "That's right, since we are known for our beauty and art, we naturally also have some elegance and fun. Miss Chengzhe is here today, and her qin music is a masterpiece. Although I can't sing today, the two of us can also I can read on my behalf, the wine is drunk and the song is sung, tonight is the end of the night, and then I can serve you guys to enjoy the bliss..."

"Yo," Tang Lan laughed, "this arrangement is very good, it really has both elegance and vulgarity."

"You're rather late today," Qiao'er refilled Tang Lan's glass and said with a smile, "If you come in the morning, you can also watch all kinds of dance music prepared by the girls in our pavilion. I'm afraid it's even more beautiful than the singing and dancing in the palace..."

Luo Hong asked again in a low voice: "The appearance of the two military masters is both heroic and extraordinary, and they are dragons and phoenixes among them. I wonder if they have seen the singing and dancing in the palace?"

Fu Chen recalled leisurely: "I've seen..."

"how?"

Fu Chen's shaved cheeks were already flushed with drunkenness, and the shadow between his eyelashes cut a piece of spring water. He smiled softly and said, "Without you, I can take it off..."

The two girls burst into smiles on the side with a "puff".

After Fu Chen smiled, he still kept his head down, his smile gradually subsided, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Luo Hong laughed, took a red-toothed sandalwood board in her hand, and said, "That's it, that's the beginning."

Just listen to the crisp sound of the sandalwood board.

Suddenly the sound of the piano sounded, it turned out that Chengzhe behind the curtain had been listening attentively to the sound.

Reminiscent of pearls and emeralds lightly plucked, in the extravagant pink powder, there is a steep mountain and flowing water, and the smoke on the distant mountain