red butterfly month by month

He waved his hand: "People in the Jianghu are not so particular, and with Mr. Butterfly's character, if you thank him solemnly, it would be more suitable for him to convert it into money directly!"

"I have also heard that this gentleman is very fond of yellow and white things," Chu Yuntian said again: "In Master's opinion, how much should be rewarded?"

"A thousand taels of gold is not much, but ten thousand taels of silver is a lot. Anyway, his money is used for nothing. You do what you can, just show your heart."

The master and apprentice in this room are still discussing, while Mr. Butterfly has quietly entered the city in that room.

One day later, Beiding Palace received a wooden box with very random workmanship from a boy from a silk shop in the subordinate county.A hard bow that was broken in two was also casually placed in the box.Because the guy was running around with the box in his arms, the bow strings made of more than a dozen strands of beef tendon inside were scattered, making it look particularly messy.Under the broken bow, there was a note that was obviously torn from the account book of the store, and there were five big characters written in dragons and phoenixes, dripping with ink: the final payment will be settled.

The box was delivered by the concierge to the inner court, and then delivered by the steward of the inner court to Beiding Wangfu Chief Shi.As soon as Chang Shi opened the box, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes showed joy. He ordered the boy to be brought in, and after a detailed inquiry, he rewarded him with a few silver coins. After watching the boy leave happily, he turned and went to the study to meet him King of Beiding.

"It's done?" King Beichen Wang of Beiding raised his eyes and looked over, with an imposing manner.

Chang Shi bowed: "My subordinates have carefully looked at it, and it is indeed a high-quality hard bow from the barbarians. Those who are not physically fit cannot be envoys; the handwriting is also the same as before, and it is indeed written by Mr. Butterfly. My subordinates have asked carefully The guy said that the person who gave the gift was a blond man with excellent looks and a lot of money. That man also bought a whole set of red brocade robes in the shop, which cost more than a thousand taels. Behind the silk shop there are nobles from Beijing Although the storefront is not large, most of the objects in it are from Kyoto, which are more beautiful than those nearby.”

King Beiding smiled: "It's indeed his style." Then his face became more serious: "Let the two teams go to investigate, and make sure to confirm whether there are still eagle archers alive in the barbarian camp!"

The chief historian bowed and said yes.

"How much gold is there in Fuchu?"

The chief historian said: "The previous 2 taels have already been prepared and have not been embezzled. After receiving the letter from Baixiao Pavilion, Luogui City sent another proceeds and delivered it the day before yesterday. Now the government has sufficient money, and there is no need to use treasury silver." It can make up 4 taels."

King Beiding nodded: "Let's send someone to Yinchuan." After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Luogui City also asked him to take the life of the leader of the horse gang, so that we can have today's success." There is no basis for advance or retreat, although this butterfly has taken more than [-] gold from the hands of the Marquis, in fact, it is worth more than what it pays for! Hey, it was actually influenced by this man's money spirit, and the king unexpectedly I'm also haggling over every ounce here!"

The chief historian on the side also laughed, and said: "Besides gold, there is also a favor."

King Beiding was playing with a red jade pendant in his hand, and said casually, "It's time to save that life."

The Chief Historian frowned and said: "My lord, the assassination of You Qingchan can be because he is not under Mr. Butterfly, and there may be troubles when Rong Hu returns to the mountain."

"Tiger?" King Beiding smiled: "The tiger chooses people and devours them, and these two are flying insects seeking freedom, the only difference is that one is smart and cute, and the other is dull and annoying. "

……

34. Ask your heart

"Don't ask when the spring sun will return, Danfeng is strong and strong and doesn't feel cold; once the westerly wind is more than ten months away, the warm sun is the most suitable for sleeping."

Mr. Butterfly lay reclining on the newly-built gold couch with one hand propped on his forehead, surrounded by piles of newly entered gold ingots, gold ingots and red gemstones of various sizes, which complemented a handful of waterfall-like blond hair.

"The spring breeze is just right, the spring is warm, what a comfortable day!" Throwing the gold ingot in his hand into the Yinchuan River, Mr. Butterfly picked up another ingot to play with: "Gold, I love it, Ayue, I love it too!" , you can’t have both, even if you marry Ah Yue and hide the gold, haha!”

"Well, Die A and Die B didn't come back, and I don't know what Ah Yue is doing, did you miss me?" Mr. Butterfly touched his chin: "After all, I haven't seen Ah Yue for 26 days, seven hours and three quarters of an hour. It’s been a month, although we are better than newlyweds, but if we have been separated for too long, it will be bad if Ah Yue thinks I will have gray hair. Hmm... Ah Yue is a woman who is more reserved and shy. As a man, I should also share her worries for her ! Take the initiative to meet her! That’s right, that’s right!”

Mr. Butterfly stood up, straightened his clothes and straightened his long hair facing the water, nodded and said: "Still so handsome, perfect!"

With a light tap, the figure turned into a red butterfly and disappeared.

"Ah Yue, I'm coming!"

……

Leaning Pavilion is still singing and dancing.

Although it was a year later, due to Hua Qiyun's retirement, countless heroes came to see him off, and it was also a newcomer who took office, which was more lively than usual.

Pinglan Pavilion is famous for its singing and dancing beauties, and every year new dancers compete for the title of oiran.A warrior becomes famous all over the world with his sword, and a dancer also moves the city with his dance.The status of a famous oiran in the world is not inferior to that of a famous warrior.

At this time, Gongsun Yue and Zhang Mao watched the dance of this year's newcomers in the busiest hall.

"When it comes to the best level of Pinglan Pavilion, it was the time when the three top names gathered six years ago!" An old customer of Pinglan Pavilion shook his head and said, "Meteors fall and crystals are pity for you, fluttering and graceful, phoenix fluttering, golden lotus Lingbo Fang Xinyu, one is a sword dance, the other is a fan dance, and the other is a sleeve dance. It is really amazing! Unfortunately, Miss Jun Lian retired to marry, and Miss Piao Piao disappeared. Now only Miss Xinyu is left. There are more and more latecomers, compared to the three of them back then, they are less interesting after all."

"Yeah, what a pity!" The guest sitting next to him, Mr. Lan Yi and Mr. Zhang Mao held the orchid blade, and also looked regretful. Gongsunyue shook his head and smiled silently.

The old customers' conversations continued: "Speaking of Feng Piaopiao, it was a great pity in my life that I never saw her true face back then! Although she is a bit taller and has a cold temper, her figure is really nothing to say. The wonderful thing is that pair of cut autumn eyes, tsk tsk, I feel pity! It's a pity that she came suddenly and left without warning, and I never heard from her again."

"You didn't mention Feng Piaopiao, I forgot, hey, old Dong, didn't you offer a price of two thousand taels to hug his small waist? You even said that you would take down that iceberg beauty, what happened afterwards? But Have you ever seen beauty?"

"There's no such thing!" Huang Jindong laughed a little embarrassedly, and denied repeatedly: "You must have made a mistake!" What happened next?Later, he was approached by a certain killer, who not only broke the salty pig's hand, but also paid 1 taels!As for Fangrong... Huang Jindong couldn't help but tremble when he thought of that fatal guess. In recent years, because of this guess, he didn't even collect much gold.

"Oh! The big man has come out!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the stage, and sure enough, they saw the dancers leave the stage, and a man and a woman came on the stage. They were the old and new owners of the Pinglan Pavilion.

Fang Feixie, the successor owner of Pinglan Pavilion, is also a person from the Eastern Region. He has traveled all over the world for many years. He is good at piano skills. many.He took over as the head of Pinglan Pavilion, which was beyond everyone's expectations, but it was also reasonable. This person was superior to Fang Xinyu; He temporarily took the second place and became the deputy head of the Pinglan Pavilion.And because both of them were surnamed Fang, there were countless speculations for a while.

Fang Feixie plays the qin, Hua Qiyun dances, the qin is like the sound of nature, touching the soul, dancing like a fright, close to the gods and spirits, after one song, the audience applauds thunderously, and the praises are endless, immediately pushing the atmosphere of the banquet in the Pinglan Pavilion to the peak .

"I'm not as happy as someone." Zhang Mao commented.

"Wu is not as good as that so-and-so!" Hua Qiyun, who didn't know when she had changed her clothes, came over, laughed and joked, and raised her wine cup to Yuelan and the others.

Three people hold a cup and drink three cups together.

Gongsunyue's wishful letter had already been delivered to Hua Qiyun, she was familiar with Sister Hua, so without further words, she was sent to the next seat.After a while, Fang Feixie and others came to toast. He was like a handsome young man, not inferior to Yuelan and Yuelan. His words were witty, knowledgeable, humorous yet elegant, familiar without being gracious, compared to Sister Hua The long-sleeved dance seems to be even better.

"This Mr. Qin is not simple, Sister Hua is not wronged." Zhang Mao whispered, Gongsun Yue nodded, and said: "Seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence, it may be a good thing to be able to get out of here."

For a while, Fang Xinyu also came over with a lamp.

As early as two years ago, she had already started to represent Pinglan Pavilion in various occasions. Although she temporarily takes the second place, due to the inconvenience of Fang Feixie being a man in this romantic place, half of the internal affairs of Pinglan Pavilion are still lost. on her.

The three share a drink.

"Sister Gongsun, I respect you." Fang Xinyu personally held the pot and poured wine with Gongsunyue.

Gongsun Yue's expression moved slightly, and Zhang Mao raised his eyebrows.

elder sister?This title has a lot of meaning...

Fang Xinyu drank three cups with Gongsun Yue, the cups were full, and the cups were dry, and left after drinking.

After the banquet, everyone dispersed, Gongsun Yue wanted to go back to the other courtyard, Zhang Miao still had friends to accompany him, so they separated for a while.

"Tsk! The backyard is on fire, Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly!" Zhang Mao watched Gongsunyue leave, turned the orchid branch in his hand, and was in a good mood.

……

Taking a step, he hesitated a little, and taking another step, his eyebrows furrowed in thought.

Gongsunyue has never doubted Mr. Butterfly's feelings for her.

But what about him?

Mr. Butterfly Yu Gongsunyue, what do you call it?

At the beginning, she only heard his name but didn't know his person; when she saw this gorgeous killer who was full of money, arrogant, and acted strangely, Gongsun Yue, who was the best at observing people's hearts, could always easily see the simplicity behind his arrogance.

From strangers, to being confessed inexplicably, to him