Xiao Weiyu left, Qin Weeping lay on the chessboard, staring at the Shougong Sand on her wrist with empty eyes, it was not that she deliberately wanted to lie to him, but there were some things she couldn't say, and some secrets Xiao Weiyu knew that it was not good for him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's been four years since we met, no matter when it started, it's the end of today.

Qin Wai, who hadn't cried for many years, knew that she was moved by Xiao Weiyu, the son of Taishi Xiao, and expected that sooner or later she would end up in a sad field, and the crystal tears slipped down the chessboard, and he and she were like this black and white, who could only fight in their respective camps.

What happened just now was like a world away, leaving an uneven scar in Qin Wai's heart.

"Your Shougong Sha is still there, why are you lying to me?" Xiao Weiyu asked anxiously, without the smiling face of the past.

"How do you know that I ordered the palace?" Qin weeping pulled her sleeve and covered the red on her wrist.

"Qin'er, who are you?"

Xiao Weiyu's dark eyes stared at Qin Cry, and Qin Cry turned his head unnaturally, "Xiao Gongzi, who Qin Cry is has nothing to do with you." ”

"How can it have nothing to do with me, you know that I like you!"

Qin Wei looked at Xiao Weiyu, who was close at hand, got up and retreated to the inner room, and said coldly: "Xiao Gongzi is cautious." The slave family is just a person in the willow alley of the flower street, and he does not dare to climb high. ”

Xiao Weiyu wanted to say something more, but Qin Cry didn't give him a gap, and issued an eviction order, "Forgive the slave family for being blunt, Xiao Gongzi still don't come to the slave family in the future, no matter who he was in the past, after entering the dust, the slave family never thought that there would be a day to leave." Come on, send Xiao Gongzi out. ”

How can I never forget the glance that Xiao Weiyu looked back at her when she was respectfully invited out by the maid, was it a disappointment? Qin Wei stretched out his hand and stroked the sunspots on the chessboard, and Xiao Weiyu's temperature was still left on it.

When did you have an obsession that you shouldn't have?

Thoughts drift away......

Four years ago, in the spring of the thirty-second year of Taihe, the red sleeves were moved.

"Qinhua Niang, Qinhua Niang, come and see, the son of Mrs. Xiao's family has won in the 'Liuyu Qushui' again!"

The maid's cheeks were crimson with excitement, and she stood on the cloister on the top floor with Qin Wai, who had just arrived and was in her prime, looking at the man who was still outstanding and handsome downstairs surrounded by a group of literati and scholars, and it happened that the man also looked up, and the two met unexpectedly.

The man smiled obliquely, and said to the veiled beauty upstairs: "Upstairs is Oiran Qin weeping?

The red sleeve is rebuilt with the prototype of Nanjing Tulou, the interior is hollow, it is palace-like, the middle hall is the place where the red sleeves recruit some elegant games or perform singing and dancing vocal music programs; the lower hall is the flower hall, for the guests to watch the program or take a break; the middle hall is the residence of the corner prostitute, all of them are some graceful and beautiful, talented women; the upper hall is where the Qing people are, compared with the corner prostitutes, they have their own specialization in talent, the catkins are high, and the old bustard can tolerate it and leave a clean body for the time being.

There are few Qingqi people, but the red sleeve is the most sought after by men.

Qin Wai is one of the Qing people, although he has a house in the upper hall, he does not live in the upper hall, and has his own small courtyard in the red sleeves. This Qing Qi man, who performed in the middle hall at the age of thirteen, became famous in a year, and sat in the position of the red-sleeved Oiran, and the treatment was different.

Recently, a sign was hung in the building, like an open wine, and there were waves of people who came to admire it. This coke spoiled the bustard's mother, but it hurt other flower girls who had no business and could only watch. Qin Wai immediately came up with an idea, and held a competition in the middle hall, the winner of each competition can be exempted from the day's expenses in the red sleeves, and then compete for a 'champion' after six competitions in five days, and she can meet her.

Of course, Li's mother did so, and she was only free of one person's account every day, but there would be countless people who came out of curiosity, which not only created momentum for Qin Cry, but also made the red sleeves attract a steady stream of customers, which she was happy to see. Although the other flower girls are envious and jealous, they also know that they have received the favor of Qin Cry, but they have no opinion.

So five days, the red sleeves are brightly lit every night, the sound of the charm is endless, most of the guests in the end of the competition on the other flower girl, staying in this fireworks willow lane gentle township, only in the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and poetry are the first place Xiao Weiyu, people and the romance of life, stunned a group of flower girls, but at the end of the daily competition on the end, when it is in the thousands of flowers over, the leaves do not stick to the body.

Today's final 'champion' has come out, Xiao Weiyu lived up to expectations and won the effort, but did not leave immediately, only looked at the hall persistently.

I finally saw a beautiful woman, and I will never forget it at a glance.

"Congratulations to Xiao Gongzi, but the slave family has a few associations to ask for, I don't know what Xiao Gongzi thinks?"

Qin weeps with beautiful eyes and smiles smartly, how can Xiao Weiyu refuse a beautiful woman?

"It's an honor to be here. ”

A couplet fell from the railing, and the red silk was written in small block letters:

"Upper bar vine shade hair"

A servant had already prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Xiao Weiyu, Xiao Weiyu shook his head and smiled, and wrote on the paper

"Sunflowers bloom to the sun"

After Qin weeping saw it, he ordered the maid to hang down another red silk, and wrote a book and a couplet, saying:

"Begging for a Waist with Words"

Without waiting for Xiao Weiyu to answer, he lowered a couplet and said:

"Along the way, there are many liquor debts"

Xiao Weiyu thought for a while, smiled deeper, held a pen in both hands, and wrote on the paper

"Spend all the lights on the summer night" and "sing no longer middle-aged"

At the time of writing, the two pages were sloppy.

"'Cut out the lights and spend the summer night, begging for the waist of the man with words', 'There are many wine debts along the way, and the song is no longer middle-aged', good couplet, good words!" "All of you are self-proclaimed extraordinary literati and, and at this time they can't help but be impressed, Qinhua Niang's couplet has her own woman's sorrow and sorrow, but Xiao Gongzi has made the whole couplet more bright and atmospheric, Rao is literati is light, and he also applauded at this time.

The servant took Xiao Weiyu Mobao from the table and brought it upstairs to Qin Wee.

These three couplets have always been cherished, but now they only add to the sorrow.

Her father once said that she "was precocious, but she was afraid of poor fortune and died early." Because when he was five years old and his father was in office, his father saw that everything was prosperous, and the willow trees were green, and suddenly he realized that he recited and recited: "Under the door of good wood, the silk is in Longzhong." She casually continued her father's poem: "The weak branches are mostly broken, and the body is burdened by the east wind." ”

Sure enough, within two years, her family was ruined, and she especially remembered that her father repeatedly told her, "Don't sigh and pity yourself, if your life is like this, live well." Dad only wishes that the zither is like a spring breeze and a warm sun. ”

She listened, she tried to make herself strong, but her mother was still overthinking, no support, penniless, she was abducted into the hook fence on the way to Beijing to sue the imperial court, fortunately the nobles helped to enter the red sleeves, to keep a clean body. She has always believed that her father was blessed by the spirit of heaven, and she also believed that one day she would avenge her father's grievances.

Qin weeping buried her head in her knees and hugged herself tightly, isn't it late spring, why is it still so cold?

The wound on the back was too deep and oozed a trace of bright red blood, this trip Shuo Fang, she is mission has been completed, and I am afraid that Mrs. Jiang will see her tomorrow.

I'm so tired, Dad, I really want to sleep for a while, and sleep peacefully in the arms of my father and mother like I did when I was a child......