The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the night between scenes is dark, but the lights are still brightly lit.

The Great Song Dynasty was no different from the previous dynasties—for example, the Tang Dynasty, where curfews were imposed in cities, and the ban was only relaxed for three days on the Lantern Festival, which is called letting the night go. The "curfew" system was completely disintegrated in the Song Dynasty. Not only did night markets appear, but they were also very prosperous.The city is often brightly lit all night, and the singing and dancing are endless.

So the bright lights here are not very conspicuous.

Evening banquets are really a normal thing. From the officials to Qingliu, to the people from the rivers and lakes, everyone has their own circles and banquets to participate in.This is not only a good way to relax, but also a good place to connect and gather people.

If there is a banquet after the big victory, it will naturally be extremely enjoyable.

This is the case in the Golden Wind and Rain Building today.

They have just accomplished a great thing today, ripped a large piece of meat from the opponent's mouth, and gained a new territory-isn't this all a pleasant reason?At this time, preparing for another banquet is really a matter of course.Even if the person in charge of the house can't think of it, there is always someone who is thoughtful and ready to remind.

At this time, most of the banquet is over, and all the participants are very happy. Some people are already half drunk, laughing wildly with the wine, or are unconscious while helping the table and chairs.Some people are full of energy and energy, and they are still talking non-stop with their companions.The atmosphere in the arena was very lively. Although it was already autumn, the place was like a pot of boiling water.

The only part that wasn't boiled should be the little piece on top.

Sitting on the head seat was a pale and weak young man, he looked like he was seriously ill, he would cough a few times from time to time, and the veil covering his mouth was stained with red.

This is the owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Tower, Su Mengzhen.

It is a rare martial arts prodigy who learns from the Hongxiu God nun and learned the Hongxiu sword technique from him.Later, he got the Red Sleeve Knife passed down by his master, and went down to the capital to help his father establish the foundation of "Golden Wind and Rain Building".Now that he has taken over the power of the Wind and Rain Building, under the leadership of the new landlord, in just a few years, the power of the Golden Wind and Rain Building has increased greatly.

As much as his fame has grown over the years should have been his illness.Every day he got sicker and sicker, but the fire in his eyes burned brighter every day.

There were still a few empty seats beside him, but no one was sitting... After a while, someone came running back.

He was a lively young man, with the vigor and vitality unique to young people, and he was as lively as all young people. After running back, he took the initiative to talk to the host who had been sitting still. various interesting things.

Finally, it was mentioned that a small group that got together was revealing what kind of girl they liked.

After Su Mengzhen listened to the aesthetic standards of several of his subordinates, the lights were reflected in his eyes, which slightly diluted the coldness of the cold flame, and even gave people an illusion of warmth.He finally asked casually: "Guo Zheng, how about you?"

The active young man blushed instantly.

But in the end, the person who asked this question was the host I admire the most. When I was asked this kind of little secret, I felt panic and shame that the secret was revealed, but there was also a little happiness in it that I was cared about by idols.Guo Zheng struggled and hesitated for a while, and finally said honestly: "A beautiful, gentle girl who can cook for me."

"Good wife and mother?" Su Mengzhen said slowly, then smiled tolerantly, and said, "So you like this kind of girl."

Guo Zheng blushed almost to the point of bleeding: "The landlord..."

He was interrupted by Su Mengzhen after he started a sentence. The young but sick person said: "I will remember."

Guo Zheng: "?"

Su Mengzhen: "You like this kind of girl... If I meet you in the future, I will remember to hook you up."

Guo Zheng didn't speak for a long time.

Guo Shaoxia felt that he had been hit by great happiness. If the thoughts in his heart were translated into words, it would probably be: ah ah ah ah ah my idol actually paid attention to my life-long event and said he would introduce someone to me. All follow you! ! ! ! - something like this.

But maybe there is always sadness after great joy. The over-excited Guo Shaoxia's mind is like a mess, and his words are a little less cautious. "What about the host? What kind of girl does the host like?"

Although Guo Zheng is young, his father is the old man who founded the Golden Wind and Rain Building together with Su Mengzhen's father, Su Zhemu. He has been hanging around here since he was a child, and he has stayed in this building for many years now Now, I am also highly valued and trusted by Su Mengzhen, so I naturally know a lot of news, no matter whether they are secret or not. "Lord, you have a marriage contract with Miss Lei...do you like her?"

The marriage contract between Su Mengzhen and Lei Chun is not a secret. When Su Zhemu founded Jinfengxiyulou, it was still a crack gang attached to the largest gang in the capital, "Liufenbantang". In the eyes of the caring people, the next is always a bit intriguing.The official statement about this is that Lei Shan appreciates Su Zhemu's talent and ability as a person, so he is willing to marry him as a son and daughter, and entrusts his beloved daughter who cannot practice martial arts.

In the past, this marriage contract was a good thing. It at least represented the connection between Liufenbantang and Jinfengdriyulou. Other forces always have to be careful when attacking Jinfengdriyulou.But now that Jinfengdriyulou's power is expanding day by day, this has become a bomb that does not know when it will explode!

The hostility between Jinfengxiyulou and Liufentang is inevitable - not only because the entire capital is so big and there is only so much meat, and if one side wants to develop, it can only take food from other forces, but also Because the attitudes of the principals of these two major forces are completely different.

Just as the court is always divided into two factions, the master and the main station, the rivers and lakes that are inextricably related to the court also have their own positions.Six and a half halls can be divided into the main peace faction, while Jinfengdriyulou is the unswerving main combat faction.The old landlord advocated serving the country, but the current landlord has separated these four words and given more connotations.

Throughout his life, he took the rise and fall of the country as his own responsibility, and advocated throwing his head and shedding blood, going to the national calamity together, and repelling foreign enemies.

This is Su Mengzhen's ideal.

I can't get along with the chief hall master of the Six and a Half Hall at all.

In short, no matter how you look at it, the conflict between Liufenbantang and Jinfengdriyulou is inevitable.In this case, the marriage between Su Mengzhen and Lei Chun is very dazzling.

If the eldest lady of Six and a Half Hall became the hostess of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, wouldn't the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower be run by this kind-hearted young lady with loopholes?Taking a step back, even if they were to guard against this eldest lady, how much energy would it take for them, and how much struggle and suffering would Su Mengzhen, Lei Chun's husband, have to face?

The reason why Jinfengdriyu Building is Jinfengdriyulou is, in the final analysis, only because of a Su Mengzhen.

It may be that alcohol makes people courageous, or it may make people pretend to be crazy by drinking alcohol. This problem has been buried in the hearts of Guo Zheng—and many people in Jinfengdriyulou for a long time. At this time, the question of increasing and unavoidable and increasing and unnegligible friction of Liufentang was asked at this time.

Su Mengzhen was silent for a while, and Guo Zheng found his rationality in this silence... The silence was really too difficult, and after a while he decided that he couldn't hold it any longer.Just as Guo Zheng was about to say that the landlord was actually just joking, don’t mind—to get this matter out of the way, he heard his landlord finally speak.

"Do not."

This is Su Mengzhen's answer.

"Miss Lei is a nice person, but... I don't like her."

This is really in line with Guo Zheng's expectations. For a moment, he almost suspected that he was in a dream—and laughed at himself for worrying about this to such an extent.

But he also quickly realized that this was neither his dream nor his hallucination.

This is real.

Guo Shaoxia felt that when he went home for a few days, he didn't need to be beaten by his father for drinking too much alcohol. As long as he reported this matter, his father would be very happy!

—Where would you think of beating your son?

Thinking of not having to be beaten by his own father, Guo Shaoxia felt that his whole body was full of strength.

I just don’t know which kind of girl the landlord likes... Guo Zheng thought about it, and then heard his landlord say again: "Miss Lei... She is a beautiful dream, and she is also an outstanding woman. Yu Xueyou In the Qing Dynasty, Jingshuang is more beautiful. Appearance, talent, personality...all are impeccable."

"But she was late."

"Before I met this dream, I had seen the flowers of spring."

Su Mengzhen said very slowly.

These words are not long, but he speaks very slowly, every word seems to be let out after a long time of thinking, whether it is the wording or the tone of the speech, people can easily feel his solemnity. "There is no difference between dreams and flowers. They are both very good. But... I fell in love with the fragrance and vitality of flowers first, so naturally I can no longer love that dream."

Guo Zheng looked confused, he didn't like reading very much, and his education level was naturally relatively low, let alone such elegant things as composing poems and lyrics, even using slightly more elegant words felt tiring.Su Mengzhen reads more books - after all, he is a descendant of Su Shi, and the descendants of his family can't lose face by dragging their feet on the proud projects of their ancestors, and they are more comfortable in literature and art.

All in all, Guo Zheng didn't fully understand Su Mengzhen's words.

What dreams and flowers, does the host like flowers?If so, tomorrow he can buy a dozen from the flower girl in the alley and send them over!Even if it's a girl like a flower... Isn't this range too wide?

Guo Shaoxia feels so tired, girls in this world—especially those who are young and unmarried, which one is not a delicate flower?

So what is the use of the range you gave the landlord...

"It's useless at all!" Guo Zheng's father gave his stupid son a slap in the face, "This can only explain one thing."

Guo Zheng, who covered his head and was knocked: "???"

Guo Zheng's father: "The landlord has a sweetheart!"

The author has something to say: The title of the volume is taken from: Ten Years of Red Sleeve Fragrance Disappeared——One sentence

In a way, the ending has already been hinted

Yes, this original young hero is called Guo Zheng - set to be the child of an old man in Su Zhemu's period, a high-spirited young man.

Of course he died later

This story is the main story of the host. Basically, the heroine only appears in the host's words and memories, and she will appear in the end.Of course, in view of the dangers of mediocrity, I think I should not keep the former blind girl who sells flowers... The heroine has become a good-for-nothing who can kill everyone for decades.

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