Chapter 342: Feng Ling (Third Watch)

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When the carriage arrived at the door of the Hundred Bird Pavilion, Zhiruo just jumped out of the carriage, and a young man greeted him warmly: "The first time the son came? Is it from other places? ”

Zhiruo nodded: "Stay, give us the best upper room." ”

"Okay, son, please! Hurry up, take this sister to park the carriage and feed the horse. After communicating with another guy in charge of the carriage, the young man continued to introduce with a proud face: "There are not many guest rooms in our Hundred Bird Pavilion, only eighteen sets, but the sets are better than the upper rooms of ordinary inns. ”

Bird Pavilion is the original joy building renovated, because there are no prostitutes, there are many more rooms in the front yard, so it has been converted into 18 sets of comfortable guest rooms, providing accommodation services for people from other places. Since it opened for more than a month, the response has been good, and there are few vacant ones.

Entering the door, Zhiruo is quite satisfied with the overall decoration and atmosphere, the bright colors and elegant furnishings, from time to time there are melodious flutes, or quiet singing voices, there is no trace of the frivolous wind and dust that she was worried about before she came, it seems that Feng Ling is still quite able to understand her description of the song and dance performance building, why do you say that it will? Through the things conveyed by Liang Dahai's second master, who is indifferent to singing and dancing, Feng Ling can make it like this, not by her own will? Liang Dahai himself is still at a loss.

The young man was very enthusiastic and able to speak, and he gave a general introduction to the Hundred Birds Pavilion along the way: "The east lobby of the front yard is the largest, and it is a place to perform at a fixed time every day. The west hall is smaller, where literati can hold gatherings, poetry exhibitions, and exhibitions, or book small performances. There are six small private rooms on the south side, and guests can order singers and dancers to perform especially for them.

The hotels are all upstairs, with a total of 18 rooms on two floors, 12 small suites on the second floor, and six large suites on the third floor, all of which are two bedrooms and a small living room. There is another set of large suites and four small suites today, Son, do you want a large suite?" he remembered that this masked boy had just said that he wanted the best room.

"Well, the big one, the quiet one is the best," Luo Ying replied, there is only one set, and there is no choice, right?

"Big, it's quiet," a nice voice came from the left, "Baolai, take this son to the Zizhu Room." ”

Zhiruo turned his head to look, a woman wearing a blue satin skirt and a dark purple brocade robe with gold trim was walking over with a smile, looking no more than thirty years old, with black hair gently pulling and slanting, and only a delicate flying butterfly hugging silver flowers Huasheng was inserted on it, and the light-colored tassels fell casually, rippling in the wind with a different style.

"Sister Feng," the young man named Baolai said with a surprised face, "Isn't the Zizhu House owned by Liang Dart all the year round......?

Feng Ling pursed her lips, glared, and said with an arrogant face: "That's what he said, but the package has not been paid yet, why should I keep it for him?" This son is from the north, a distant guest who is dusty, we have to give him the largest and quietest room, but Childe, this suite is a unique one, generally not open to the public, very expensive, three times the price of other large suites. ”

Bora secretly said to himself, three times? The boss is too ruthless, isn't it? Is it because this boy is dressed extraordinarily and is still wearing a gold mask? I don't know if the mask is really made of gold?

Zhiruo hooked his lips: "The silver is not a problem, the important thing is that it is worth it." She knew that this amorous but implicit woman was Feng Ling, the leader of the Jiangzhou branch of Da Yuanfang, her father's old department, and in a sense, she was also a relative, although she was not related by blood.

As soon as Zhiruo's words fell, he found that Feng Ling's eyes darkened, and a trace of doubt flashed, but in the blink of an eye, he looked at it again with a smile.

Secretly strange, is there anything wrong with her answer?

At this moment, another fellow beckoned to Bora, as if something was wrong. Feng Ling smiled: "Go, I'll lead this son over to see what else the son needs." ”

Bao Lai nodded straight and left first, the boss of the secret road finally has some conscience, three times the price, the house is not much bigger, but it is just a corner, it is indeed quieter.

As soon as she entered the purple bamboo room, Zhiruo was secretly happy, and the main color of the whole house was her favorite light purple, which was elegantly furnished. Thinking that Liang Dahai, who only likes black, lives in a light purple room and faces the most hated ancient poems, calligraphy and paintings, Zhiruo feels a sense of joy.

Seeing Zhiruo happily touching here and looking there, Feng Ling's eyes softened again, and the doubts in her heart couldn't help but weaken, and she suddenly said: "Son, have you committed a cold and your voice is a little weird, do you want me to help find a Langzhong?"

Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood the reason for Feng Ling's suspicion just now, it was really a secret spy, and the slightest strange clue couldn't hide from her eyes and ears.

smiled: "In order to make it easier to go out, I took some medicine, and it will be normal to drink some medicine after I go back, so my sister doesn't have to worry." ”

As he spoke, he unwrapped his mask and revealed his entire face. Before entering the house just now, Feng Ling asked the maid next to her to stay at the door and wait for the frost to fall, knowing that if she knew very well, that maid must also be from the Wish Fang.

Seeing Zhiruo's appearance clearly, Feng Ling's eyes were so excited that her eyes turned red: "Big girl, it's really you, are you okay? Second Young Master, are they all okay?" After the great change in the General's Mansion, she didn't go to Los Angeles with Liang Dashan because she had a mission, and this was the first time she saw Zhiruo.

When she was in the capital before, there was a period of time when the spies of the Usolan Kingdom intended to assassinate the general, and she was ordered to protect Zhiruo in secret, and she was inseparable day and night for almost half a year, so she was familiar with this big girl than several other little masters, and she was more affectionate, but Zhiruo had never seen her.

"It's all good, we're all good," Zhiruo was also a little excited. In her eyes, these father's subordinates who swore to avenge their father and indeed sacrificed their lives in their previous lives, these comrades-in-arms who are still fighting side by side with her with all their hearts and desperation, waiting to avenge their father's rehabilitation, are more like blood relatives than the so-called relatives. (To be continued.) )