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Today's weather is fine, the streets are full of people coming and going, the street vendors are walking around, and the voices of hawking can be heard endlessly, it is really very lively.

Among the crowd, a slender, ordinary-looking student dressed in white cloth was slowly pacing in front of a restaurant, waving a folding fan, squinting his eyes at the three words "Feng Lai Yi" gilded on the plaque, meditating for a long time.

"Fenglaiyi" restaurant is one of the most famous restaurants in Muyun Imperial City. It has always been a place where literati and poets gather. Of course, the price is not cheap.

Ministers in the imperial court often patronize this restaurant. Scholars often patronize this restaurant in order to seek a future.

Of course, ministers eat in the VIP area on the third floor, which has separate boxes, and ordinary people cannot go up to the third floor.

Famous and wealthy literati from aristocratic families are on the second floor to socialize and learn. If no one recommends them, they cannot join this group.

When those ministers went downstairs, they might overhear or see that their talents found an opportunity.

The lobby of the hotel is where wealthy businessmen can come in, and where ordinary scholars stay. Relatively speaking, it is a mixed bag.

Just after the Qiqiao Festival last night, these literati, rich and noble sons and brothers, must come to exchange the latest news and gossip.

Han Qing retracted her gaze, tapped her palms, walked leisurely for three steps, shook her head and said, "It's easy for a grass sparrow to enter a building, but it's difficult for a distant dragon to pay attention to it. It's better to use a cooling fan to sweep away your sorrows, and turn the turbid wine into your mind, alas!"

Han Qing has no money and no recommendation from anyone with aspirations, so he can't enter this Fenglaiyi, so he can only shake his fan in frustration and turn his head to leave.

"Brother, wait a minute! Listening to your poems, there seems to be a trace of resentment, but it is similar to mine. I am Song Jianming, I wonder if I can invite brother to move into Fenglai and talk about it."

This sour poem, I didn't expect that seven points were unsatisfactory, but three points fell into the ears of the audience.

Han Qing didn't expect to catch someone so soon, his eyes lit up happily, he waved his fan leisurely, and turned around reservedly.

I saw the person coming, half a head taller than me, wearing a light green wide-sleeved brocade jacket, with a pink scarf wrapped around his head. He looks like a young man who still has money.

"In Xiayuqing, when I first entered the imperial city, I didn't expect Bole to recognize my interests and invite me into the building. It's a great luck." Han Qing showed a thankful smile and bowed to him.

"Please..." Song Jianming led the person all the way to an empty box named Qingcaodi on the third floor, and Han Qing secretly guessed the identity of this person.

He double-checked the Minister of the Muyun Dynasty, back and forth, and it seemed that there was no such person, which could only mean that this person was at most an unknown official.

"Brother Yu, where is he from?" Song Jianming poured tea for Han Qing himself, pushed it in front of his eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Yu, from Jiyang County, the second eldest in the family, just an unknown junior, how dare you ask Brother Song's family background?" Han Qing rubbed the rim of the cup, panting and blushing, and made up a false story for herself, using excuses inquired.

"Hehe, eating and drinking under the shelter, it's just an unknown son, Brother Yu, don't be afraid."

Song Jianming looked at the opposite side, a dark complexion, ordinary-looking handsome man, watching him kicking and kicking uneasy, drinking tea and said with a low smile.

Hey!This guy is just bullying him, he is not familiar with the place, so he would have known that Murong Bai was attracted to him.What cats and dogs, they must know each other.

"Hehe, meeting is fate. Heroes don't care about their backgrounds. Those who stick to their status are all ordinary people." Song Jianming asked Xiao Er to order a few plates of dim sum, and said with a warm smile.

These words, not to mention Li Junye and his ilk, made Han Qing look at him with admiration.

"Clear tea lightens the heart, strong wine thickens the heart, can Brother Song drink alcohol?" Han Qing asked with some calculations in mind.

"Wine? Haha, it's an interesting thing. I didn't expect Brother Yu to be something in the cup. Xiaoer, come and have a few jars of good Nurhong."

Song Jianming looked back at the handsome man in front of him, his black pupils showed a hint of fun behind the surprise, and he called out to Xiao Er, who was still in the show, to say boldly.

Xiao Er's movements were very smooth, and during the conversation between the two, he had already served all the melons, fruits, snacks, wine and delicacies.

"Brother Yu, how do you see the situation in the world?" Song Jianming gracefully unsealed a jar of fine wine and poured it for Han Qing and asked.

"Today's five points. Many barbarians in the Southern and Northern Dynasties compete with each other. This split situation will last for at least ten years, but the common people suffer."

Han Qing stared at his steady wrist for pouring wine, picked up the fine wine and sipped tea, smiled slightly, and said with emotion.

"Then who do you think is Muyun's greatest enemy among the five kingdoms?" Song Jianming raised his wine to respect him.Asking this question is to test Han Qing's strength.

"Beihan is the near enemy, and Gu Jin and Gui Fang are far away. Now the biggest enemy is naturally the alliance of Bei Han and Gu Jin. Brother Song, what do you think?" Han Qing only said at the moment, put the wine in his wrist, Hitting his cup, he asked back.

"Hehe, it doesn't take three years for the alliance between Beihan and Gu Jin to disintegrate on its own. At that time, Beihan, a near wolf, will be more dangerous than Gu Jin, a distant lion." Song Jianming drank the contents of his glass and said with a gentle smile.

"I'm afraid Brother Song has a high opinion of Beihan's small country. I see that Beihan is fighting with Muyun, and his family is almost wiped out. If there is no Gu Jin to support him, he will not be able to survive for a long time." Han Qing said coolly. Tucao Beihan said.

"Hungry wolf Jedi can still rush for food. I'm afraid Beihan is hungry, so he will find food by himself." Song Jianming smelled the aroma of wine, with a smile on his lips and a hint of mystery.

Han Qing gradually clenched the wine cup as he spoke, and his eyes became deeper and deeper. It's strange that Muyun has such a person who sees reality clearly and is not famous.

"Brother Song, who do you think will be Beihan's next food?" Han Qing leaned forward and asked interestedly, with a very deep palace, but still standing still and regaining his natural expression.

At this time, the stairs sounded, and there was a sound of impatience going upstairs, and the door of the box was suddenly pushed open. The person dressed as Xiao Si hurried to Song Jianming and said, "Master, come with me quickly, it's a big deal." Oh no."

"Oh, I got it. Don't worry, I won't leave until I finish drinking this jug of wine." Na Song Jianming slowly pressed Na Xiaosi's shoulder, pushed him on the chair, poured new wine and pushed it in front of him.

Song Jianming then looked into Han Qing's interested eyes and said:

"Hehe, I'm afraid I can't talk about it in detail today. If Brother Yu is destined to meet me, I will see you next time. There are still internal turmoil in Muwan, and Xiaoqiang has already caused disaster, and we are on the way to destroy the country."

After speaking, Song Jianming poured out the last drop of wine in the jug, raised the wine cup and drank it down with his neck raised, and bid farewell gracefully.

Han Qing stood up, looked at his leaving back, her eyes were deep and she remained silent for a long time.

Han Qing looked at the sky and it was almost noon, guessing that Murong Bai should have received the news, and walked all the way back to the clinic.

He came out today mainly to find Hongxiu, and secondly to collect information, unexpectedly he also met an unknown son.

In the medical center, there is still a poor child lying unconscious with a high fever. I don't know if his condition has improved?

When Han Qing stepped into the medical hall, he found a gray-clothed figure squatting alone in front of the medicine stove, brewing medicine in a dispirited mood, and sneaking up on tiptoe to approach.

"But you still know to come back." Murong said without turning back, with a flame-out resentment in his tone.

"Young Master Yuexia is busy dating beautiful women, why do you start a medicine boy here?" Han Qing leaned over to lift the lid, looked at the quality of the medicine, and asked jokingly with a glance.

Murong Bai didn't speak, Han Qing went to the bed to find out that although Ye Hehua had a high fever, his aura was much stronger than last night, and his heart finally fell to the ground.

There were a lot of things happening last night, except for Zhao Zhongyan, Jiang Shi and Ah Chu were the people eavesdropping outside the original door.

Because they suspected that Murong Bai and his party were fugitives, they hacked through the door to eavesdrop on their conversation, and after making a noise accidentally, they quickly scattered and fled.

When Murong Bai opened the door, he happened to see Zhao Zhongyan fleeing, so he chased her.

The maids, Chu and Miss Jiang, scattered and hid behind the pillars. Han Qing carefully knew that there was more than one eavesdropper, so she came out to search with a short knife.

Because of the strenuous exercise and the fear of Han Qing approaching and discovering, Jiang Shi didn't really have a heart attack.Unexpectedly, Han Qing was a very nice person, but gave medicine to save Miss Jiang.

Because Miss Jiang was still unconscious after taking the medicine, Han Qing waited for Murong Bai for a long time, and finally saw Ye Hehua's high fever getting worse.

Just in case, Han Qing called the maid, brought Jiang Shi and Ye Hehua, and went down the mountain to see the doctor together.

Han Qing stayed to take care of the people, and sent her maid, Chu Xian, to come back and inform them.Now that Jiang Shi is not in the hospital, she must have been taken away.

Han Qing cast her eyes on Murong Bai again, remembering that this guy has been chasing the Taoist nun for a long time and has not come back, enough time to have a baby, causing him to wait and worry.

So, learning to be an actor, pretending to sob, he performed a one-man show by himself and said:

"Oh, poor Hua Niang stayed alone in the empty boudoir last night. There were many accidents in the temple, so busy that he couldn't touch the ground. That, that, the heartbroken man secretly had a love affair with the beautiful Taoist girl. Hua Niang is really pitiful and unloved."

Han Qing walked around Murong Bai, circling around, finally made sure, pointed at Murong Bai's face with an orchid, said that several times, grabbed her sleeves and wiped the fake tears, crying in an extremely resentful tone, and did not forget to vote The eyes of the resentful woman.

Murong Bai stood up from the chair, held Han Qing's hand intimately, and pushed the bewildered Mei Jiao Niang back to the corner with his chest.

Murong Bai raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, and broke Han Qing's legs, fingers from Han Qing's thighs, along the slender waistline, gently kneaded, really like a disciple.

That seductive hand finally slid onto her shoulder, caressed Han Qing's face ambiguously, pinched Han Qing's smooth chin, leaned closer to flirt and said: "Even if a Taoist girl is as beautiful as a flower, it's not as beautiful as a Huaniang's smile."

"Death!" Han Qing rolled her eyes when she was pleased, and slapped him on the chest coquettishly.

Murong Bai grabbed his wrist and continued to tease him: "Hua Niang, the beauty of the country is heavenly, Murang looked down on others after he saw it for the first time, and wished he could tie it up with chains and play with it at home every day."

"Oh? Well, you are an honest man. Your mouth is sweeter than honey. If I ask you, are you willing to answer honestly?" Han Qing was also very playful, and took the initiative to hug her neck and threw herself into her arms.

"My lady, please tell me." Murong Bai hugged his slender body, bowed his head and said dotingly.

"My good husband, is there a good-looking son called Song Jianming in this city?" Han Qing thought about this and had to ask the ready-made know-how in Taicheng.

"Hey, hey, what the lady said, there is no such person in Taicheng." Murong Bai recalled briefly, and searched through the memory of people, big and small, and there was no one who could match him.

"He is as tall as you. He looks very handsome and elegant. He looks talented. He has two dimples when he smiles. He is good at drinking." Han Qing recalled the man's appearance and said with gestures.

Murong Bai shook his head, pinched his nose, and joked with jealousy: "Hua Niang, did you get hooked by a handsome man from the street to drink?"

"Hey! I also want to know who the grandson is..."

Han Qing had a drink with someone for nothing, and she didn't even know the name of the person, so she couldn't help feeling depressed.

One hundred and eighth smoke cage gauze month

The drunken moon melts in the rippling Qinhuai River, and the boats stagger back and forth, stirring the enchanting mist from time to time, and in the melodious sound, it turns into a land of fireworks for ten miles.

The Qinhuai River area is located in the south of the city. It was the most prosperous center in the Southern Dynasties. The two sides of the river are densely populated, with shops, restaurants, and Goulan.

The Qinhuai River is divided into inner and outer rivers. The majestic merchant ships on the outer river are constantly coming and going for shipping transactions, and the quiet painting boats on the inner river are leisurely traveling in the gentle town of drunken heroes.

Murong Bai stood by the Qinhuai River, staring at the water boat carved with dragons and painted buildings with starry eyes, he felt in a trance that he had come back for several lifetimes.

In the past, whenever night fell, Yan Zijin always took the lead and came here to play and play.

They entered the brothel and listened to the beautiful pipa played by the actresses. They beat the beat with the jade hairpins and recited a few love poems from time to time, teasing the hearts of the courtesans.

Yan Zijin and the others should be in the arms of some beautiful prostitute now!Or, in that century-old restaurant, drinking and chatting freely.

"Is this the place where the Qinhuai fireworks are looking for willows?" Han Qing's dark pupils reflected the bustling and magnificent nightlife, and sighed sighingly.

Murong Bai put away the sadness in his heart, turned his eyes and smiled lightly: "Hwarang, there are all kinds of beauties here, I will treat you tonight."

After Yehehua drank the medicine during the day, his body temperature gradually subsided and his condition began to improve. Although he was still lethargic and did not wake up, he was fine.

As the host, Murong Bai naturally took this opportunity to bring his friends to experience the prosperity of Taicheng.

Han Qing smiled back, and teased lightly with narrow eyes: "There is such a handsome man as Yuqi."

"Yes! There are not only jade unicorns, gold unicorns, silver unicorns, but also copper unicorns here. Which unicorn do you like?" Murong Bai jokingly said while listing them one by one.

"Oh, then I can do it?" Han Qing joked with her arms wide open on purpose.

"Then let Yuqi serve Hualang first?" Murong Bai pulled Han Qing into his arms, and with his slender fingertips, he raised Han Qing's fair face, and said affectionately.

Han Qing's slender waist was pressed in the crook of his arms, bending out a graceful arc, her toes curled up slightly in the blue robe.

"Mu Huakui, how do you plan to serve me?" Han Qing took the initiative to climb his slender neck with one hand, tilted her head and asked with great interest.

"Would Hwarang be more gentle, welcome when he refuses, or be aggressive and take the initiative?"

Murong Bai Xingmou asked seriously, Han Qing suppressed the smile in her heart, tilted her head and replied: "I like to be gentle at first, and then welcome when I want to refuse. When I get into the heat, I like to be fierce and hot. Mu Huakui can satisfy me." ?”

At this time, a majestic four-storey giant boat slowly sailed towards him, with the melodious sounds of singing, dancing and flute coming out from the red gauze.

"If Hwarang likes it, it's not a problem, then let's go!" Murong Bai said with a knowing smile.

After finishing speaking, Murong Bai hugged Han Qing's leg with one hand, tapped his toes, and stepped Ling Bo towards the huge painting boat in the river.

Han Qing never expected that this guy would fly away at the slightest disagreement, and couldn't help but cling to him.

The two of them touched the ground, Han Qing broke free from his arms, looked curiously inside and outside the red gauze floating boat, looked at the guard at the door, and asked, "Why are there guards at the door?"

Han Qing didn't treat women casually, and the number of times he went to a brothel could be counted on one hand, but it was the first time he spent a night on a painting boat, so he couldn't help being a little curious.

"They are the guards on the ship, called flower guardians. Their martial arts are very strong. In addition to maintaining order and safety on the ship, they are also responsible for examining the guests who come in."

Han Qing couldn't help but became more interested, and Murong Bai continued to introduce: "This is the largest painting boat in Quan Muyun, named Luguang Pavilion, it docks on the shore during the day and starts sailing at night.

It is not enough to have real gold and silver to enter the painting boat, you also need literary talent to get to a higher level.Everyone needs to answer a riddle from the flower guardian in order to be eligible to enter the boat.

When you answer the question correctly, they will give you a flower to put in your hair or pin it on your ear to distinguish between the host and the guest.

If the most difficult problem is solved, there will be a gift, and you will have the honor to have personal contact with one of the four big oirans. "

Murong Bai was obviously very experienced, stepped forward and easily answered the difficult puzzles shown by the guards, took the white camellias handed by the guards, and stuck them in Mo's hair.

"Come here, of course to see the most beautiful oiran." Not to be outdone, Han Qing stepped forward to ask the most difficult question under Murong Bai's narrow gaze.

"Congratulations on successfully breaking through the barrier. You have obtained a jar of wine that has been brewed for a hundred years... Shenhua wine." The flower guardian looked at each other, and after a while, he brought out a golden tray and congratulated.

The wine jar was obscured by the red hipa, Han Qing raised his eyebrows proudly at Murong Bai.

The flower protector carefully used the scale to pick out the red hipa. On the golden tray, the jar of heavy flower wine was only the size of a palm and made of high-quality white jade.

However, a small and exquisite cup with an open mouth next to it immediately caught Han Qing's eyes. It was a luminous cup made by Guzangke. It is said that under the bright moon, pouring fine wine into the cup will shine brightly.

"This moonlight cup belongs to the palace, how dare you smuggle it!"

Han Qing twisted the luminous cup, caressing the smooth and paper-thin wall, looked at the clear emerald green mixed with a few streaks, turned it over to look at the smooth bottom, the inconspicuous patterns, raised her head and asked sharply.

The flower protectors looked serious, and said: "Shut nonsense, this is the Luminous Cup, and it was given to my boss by Muwan."

"Hehe, I was suspicious, sorry!" Han Qing said as he lifted the wine lid from the small jade jar, and the light fragrance of flowers mixed with the aroma of wine came out.

Then, with a tilt of Han Qing's wrist, the cup was filled with light golden wine, and the green cup, which was about to drip, immediately became radiant under the moonlight, as if it was full of moonlight. The beautiful color made people unable to move their eyes away.

Guzang Qilianyu really lived up to her reputation!Unexpectedly, the small brothel turned out to be a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

"Good wine!" The mouthfeel was mellow and fragrant, Han Qing said hello, and took a few more sips.

Murong Bai thought to himself, looked up and saw him pouring wine, he quickly grabbed his hand and stopped him: "Don't drink too much."

Han Qing was in high spirits, put down the wine jar in his hand, looked at him puzzledly and said, "What's the matter?"

"Despite the age of this heavy flower wine, although it is light, it is the strongest wine. I am afraid that you will pass out the door drunk before you start playing." Murong Bai thought of that guy Yan Zijin. The embarrassing thing about flipping the ground with two feet, said with a smile.

"Hehe, it's just a small pot of wine. Although I'm not drunk after a thousand cups, I can drink very well. I promise I won't shake my feet after drinking." Finished.

Murong Bai shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, thank you!" Han Qing put the empty wine jar back on the golden tray and thanked with a smile.The flower guardians handed over a purple peony in full bloom.

Han Qing pulled Murong Bai, and the two of them wore a large flower coquettishly on their heads, and began to stroll around the pink cave cage.The flower protectors whispered a few words in their ears, and one of them retreated.

Inside the painting boat, there are beaded curtains of jade, gold and silver decorations all over the place, and pink tulle, which makes the painting boat look tacky and eye-catching.A smell of rouge and powder rushed towards Han Qing's head, and he turned his face away in discomfort.

Joyful voices hit the face like devil's claws, laughing and piercing through people's chests, constantly stretching out their hands to pinch, pinch, and lick the blood-red heart that was alive and beating through the ribs.

The colorful flowers are coquettishly pinned to the ears of the tourists. They are like boars, wrapped in gorgeous brocade clothes, coquettishly flaunting their fame and money.

Everyone's eyes followed their steps, constantly focusing on the purple peony on Han Qing's head.

Because he broke the most difficult question, the oiran will personally invite someone to the cabinet, Han Qing asked in a low voice: "If I pick this flower, does it matter?"

"If you don't have flowers, the guests will misunderstand you as an actor in the boat, and you will easily cause trouble." Murong Bai looked at the guests with a smile, and said to the various guests who hugged the beautiful women.

"Hey, I was really abducted into the thief's boat by you." Han Qing looked at the border of Huoyu, and said with drooping eyebrows, his sinful desires soaring, and the excitement of looking for flowers and willows began to descend.

"The first floor is a bit messy. Most of them rely on money to get in. The second floor will be better." Murong Bai dragged him up to the second floor. There were also six flower protectors guarding the stairs on the second floor. They saw two benefactors The flowers on the head let them go up without looking sideways.

Han Qing heard someone behind him and pushed the low-level prostitute away amidst the woman's sobs.Pointing at their backs, he clamored to the flower protector, why he couldn't go up because he was so rich.

Then came the sound of a fight, clanging for a while, and finally quiet again.

Han Qing's thin lips couldn't help laughing lightly.

When people's greed is built on the basis of money, the demand is endless, trying to climb the stairs and chasing more.

Relatively speaking, the second floor is much quieter.

The decoration is also different from that on the first floor. It began to be decorated with more elegant flowers such as orchids, chrysanthemums, plum blossoms, and lotus, as well as calligraphy and paintings, which is more elegant.

The prostitutes on the second floor are also different from the first floor. Under the beautiful skin, in order to please higher-level people, they have increased their temperament. Everyone can at least play one musical instrument and can recite a few small poems.

The space here is divided into more than 20 narrow pavilions, where the ladies sit like women from a good family, with various musical instruments in front of them, and the crystal bead chain as the curtain to separate the outside world.

However, the benefactors are not only satisfied with listening to music and exchanging cultures, their ugly behavior of crawling under the skirts of pipa girls can be seen clearly through the bead curtain.

Han Qing and Murong Bai walked through the corridor, slowly admiring the dynamic spring and ugliness in each pavilion, and went up to the third floor.

The scholar on the stairs on the third floor unwillingly reasoned about the indifference of the flower guardians, and used force to prevent him from looking for his goddess.

Han Qing and Murong Bai went all the way up to the third floor under the guidance of the flower protectors, and the scholar was still at the bottom, unyielding in his theory of love.

The third floor is very quiet. There are about ten rooms. All the rooms here have doors. The hollow doors and windows are bound with purple gauze curtains. The scenery inside is faintly visible in the haze.

The actors here are all the ladies in the boudoir. Many of them used to be the daughters of rich families, and some were even the daughters of criminal ministers. But because of their unbearable fate, they were reduced to prostitution and still lived strong.

Their desolate stories make every benefactor who has a family background can't help spending a lot of money, and occasionally, they lead to a relationship that is well-known far and wide.

Han Qing and Murong Bai went up the stairs together, and saw a benefactor bribe the flower protector with gold, and handed a golden letter to ask to see the oiran upstairs.

The flower protectors threw away all the gold, it's a big name to ask and not hear.

The topmost space is divided into four wing rooms in the middle, which are closely connected with each other, surrounded by exquisitely carved railings, which can be seen from a high position.

The actors here are princesses of the subjugated country. They have beautiful appearances. They were raised in golden cages since childhood, and their skin is three points more delicate than ordinary people.

Listening to Murong Bai's introduction, Han Qing couldn't help sighing, thinking: This Lvguang Pavilion must have a strong background and must have something to do with the imperial court.

Murong Bai shook his head and said, "This Luguang Pavilion was built overnight two years ago and became famous around the world. We investigated and found that the boss is just an ordinary person from Muyun, but his influence has infiltrated small and medium-sized officials. It is behind the scenes. We haven't revealed who the real owner is, but we can be sure that he is definitely not an ordinary boss."

"Tsk tsk, there are such interesting things, tonight I will find out the boss behind the scene!" Han Qing couldn't help but said with interest, completely forgetting that she was still a prisoner.

"Wait and see..."