And in a building on the side of the street, the silk and bamboo are beautiful, singing and dancing, as if they are in two worlds with the miserable image downstairs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the pavilion on the top floor, there are dozens of large cases of golden silk nanmu, chrysanthemum bergamot crisp, candied longan, and a complete set of eight treasure tuohua Ru kiln celadon tea sets, and the hot tea in the pink and blue glazed pot exudes an intoxicating fragrance.

Dozens of Chang'an nobles sat down, the air was full of sweet and greasy fat powder, the fire pond burned the charcoal paid tribute by the Xiliang Kingdom, and the warm breath made the cold rain drift in instantly evaporate.

Strangely, however, all the nobles present had tense faces, pale faces, and sat stiffly without saying a word. Even those who are timid, cold sweat is dripping down their foreheads.

"What are you doing in a daze? If this tea is cold, it will hurt the taste. Someone come, pour tea for the young ladies!" In the first curtain on the pavilion, Lu Zhao's enthusiastic laughter was heard.

Immediately, a maid walked in front of each case and filled it for the women. The boiling water rushed into the tea leaves, raising a mist-like white gas, and the strange thing was that the white gas rose in a swirling manner, and finally turned into a lotus flower. (Note 1)

"How? This tea blooms lotus flowers, and the water also has Buddha. If it weren't for the spring of Huangshan, there would not have been such a spectacle!" Lu Zhao's hearty laughter came from behind the curtain.

At this time, there was a heart-rending cry on the street downstairs, which startled the fishy clouds swirling over Chang'an.

Lu Huanbao's knife was cut down like weeding, more than a dozen heads rolled around, and the Gao family behind them were all frightened, crying and laughing madly, and feces and urine flowed everywhere.

And with this tragic scene beside him, Lu Zhao laughed loudly, praised the wonder of pineapple tea, and enthusiastically persuaded the women to taste it, it was really too weird, so weird that it made people's hairs stand on end.

In front of a desk in the corner of the building, Xin Yi's fingertips stabbed into his palm.

There are two buildings in Guanfeng Building, and the people sitting in this building are all invited by the Lu family to come to taste tea. Because Lu Jin, the only lady of the Lu family, is gone, Lu Zhao is the east, and there is a curtain in the middle, which is not considered to be a loss of etiquette for men and women.

The other Guanfeng Building is across the street, and it is vaguely seen that all the sons of various mansions are there, and there is also a son of the Lu family as the east.

Regardless of Miss Childe, the guests in the two buildings have two things in common: one is more than four grades, and the other is the bloodline, except for the exception of Xin Yi.

In other words, in the two Guanfeng Towers, they are the successors of Chang'an's important ministers and Xianmen, and they are the backbone of the future to divide the court and guide the Great Wei.

Two Guanfeng buildings, one on the left and one on the right, and the Anhua Street that passes through the middle is staging the Gao family tragedy. The blood was dripping, the crying was shocking, but the building was overflowing with the fragrance of tea, singing and dancing, and the young lady of Zhufu was trembling with fright, but there was still a stiff smile on her face, and she didn't even dare to squeak for half a sound.

Because everyone noticed that behind the light gauze curtain, on the beams of the room, there were dense shadows of the Lu family. They did not hide their murderous intent at all, and sharpened their sharp blades in the dark.

Xin Yi was so engrossed that she didn't notice that a woman came over and took her hand affectionately: "Ziqing, the Tongzhou sheep I sent before was still fresh? ”

Xin Yi turned his head, it was Zhao Su. Guozi Siye Zhao Xin's daughter, hair Xiao Zhao Su.

The woman has pink makeup, a cicada bun, and a pair of apricot eyes on her silver basin face. The delicate point of the emerald grass head insect in the bun is inlaid with pearls and silver hairpins, a chrysanthemum made of the palace with a pile of yarn on the head, a purple silk jacket on the body, a black satin and gold jacket, and a jade-colored plum bamboo wide skirt, which is more elegant than the flowers, and the sex is as gentle as Lan Hui.

She looked at Xin Yi with a smile, but her smile was very stiff, and even the corners of her lips couldn't stop trembling.

Xin Yi's eyes darkened. Zhao Su was frightened, so he had no choice but to talk to himself and divert his attention.

"Asu Mo is afraid ......" Xin Yi just wanted to hold her hand, but there was a sudden excitement in his heart.

She remembered clearly that Green Butterfly's report that night: After Lu Zhao sent an invitation to Zhao Fu, his face was a little gloomy.

Nine times out of ten, Lu Zhao was more or less angry in the Zhao Mansion.

No matter whether the Zhao Mansion was intentional or unintentional, no matter what point of respect Zhao Xin was inappropriate, it was impossible to deny the fact that the Zhao family had been put down by Lu Zhao on the scale pole in the heart of the Lu family, and the direction of pressure was: death.

Xin Yi and Zhao Su's small friendship is not as good as the safety of the Xin family. Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, guilty and sitting, the Lu family is definitely a good hand in this regard.

One is sisterhood, the other is the blood of the clan, even if it is sin or ugliness, Xin Yi has to swing a knife and break his arm.

The moment he made his decision, Xin Yi slammed off Zhao Su's hand: "This sister laughed. My sister and I don't know each other, and where are there any Tongzhou sheep. ”

Zhao Su's pupils contracted suddenly: "Ziqing......, what are you talking about?"

"Playing small?" Xin Yi turned his head coldly, and didn't look at Zhao Su half-eyed, "Ziqing is a concubine, a sister or a concubine." There is a difference between the concubines, and how can they have a small acquaintance. ”

As he spoke, Xin Yi pulled the crescent stool aside, deliberately distanced himself from Zhao Su, and even turned his head to laugh with Green Butterfly, all of which were Zhao Su.

Because from the beginning of their conversation, she had been keenly aware of Lu Zhao behind the curtain, the gaze that pierced him like a cold arrow, and the shadow guard in the dark, and the sudden and clear sound of the knife.

"Ziqing, what's wrong with you!Did Ah Su do something wrong?" Zhao Suwu stood up suddenly, anxious and puzzled, and asked Xin Yi.

Unexpectedly, almost at the same time, Lu Zhao's suddenly cold voice came: "Miss Zhao, what do you mean by this? Everyone is drinking tea and watching the play, and you are the only one with an unhappy face." Are you dissatisfied with this scene, or are you dissatisfied with my Lu family?"

Zhao Su was stunned. looked at the curtain in a daze: "The slave family is out of order, look at Lu Gongzi Haihan." The Zhao family admired the Lu family very much, and never had the slightest other intention. ”

"Yes, when my son went to deliver the invitation that day, your father Zhao Xin knelt down with a face full of unhappiness. Anyone can say beautiful things if they want to, but their disobedience has long been buried. Lu Zhao's voice was so cold that it penetrated into the bone marrow, "What are you still doing in a daze?"

Zhao Su became more and more confused.

Xin Yi pressed herself hard, and subconsciously wanted to rush up to protect her hand.

The women around have not yet tasted it.

I saw a gust of wind blowing, a cold light flashed, and in an instant, Zhao Su's head rolled to the ground.

Xin Yi, who was sitting closely, was splashed with blood, and the hot blood stained her little face, and her heartbeat seemed to be static in an instant.

But even so, she didn't dare to have a trace of grief, or even wipe the blood, and had to act like it didn't matter to herself, because Lu Zhao's eyes were locked on her.

But if she has half a bit of change, she won't be able to get out of the Guanfeng Tower today.

In an instant, human life is a ghost, and it is still how to take it outside to be a noble and beautiful Miss Four-Rank Official, and she didn't even have time to scream.

Everyone present suddenly felt a chill. I also instantly understood the deep meaning.

It turned out that Lu Zhao personally sent the invitation that day, which was already a temptation of the Lu family, and today is a naked "elimination".

Those who follow Lu prosper, and those who oppose Lu die.

However, the more the women figured this out, the brighter the smile on their faces became. Even if the corners of their lips are shaking when they laugh, the corners of their foreheads are full of cold sweat when they laugh, and their faces are red when they laugh, they all seem to be laughing desperately.

Because, if you laugh now, you can live, and if you don't laugh, you will die.

exegesis

1. Huangshan pineapple: that is, the current Huangshan Maofeng. Folklore has it that during the apocalypse of the Ming Dynasty, Xiong Kaiyuan, the new county official of Yixian County, Jiangnan, took a scholar to Huangshan for a spring outing, got lost, and met an old monk with a bamboo basket on his waist, so he stayed in the temple. When the elder made tea to greet guests, the county magistrate carefully looked at the tea leaf color is slightly yellow, shaped like a bird's tongue, covered with white hair, brewed with boiling water, only to see the hot air around the edge of the bowl circle, turn to the center of the bowl and rise in a straight line, about a foot high, and then turn a circle in the air, turning into a white lotus. The white lotus flower slowly rose and turned into a cloud of mist, and finally dispersed into wisps of hot air wafting away, filling the room with fragrance.