Rujin is eighty years old, and she has been living alone for so many years, she can be regarded as a person buried in the loess to her throat, and she should be able to see her husband and two sons in a few years, right? When the time comes, don't dislike her old woman for being verbose, after all, after all these years, I am afraid that it will be inexhaustible to give her ten days and ten nights!

I just don't know if the three of them are still waiting for her over there, in case they can't wait to enter the reincarnation path and reincarnate, then wouldn't they really never see each other again?

Seeing the old lady's spirit gradually turn from light to dark, although for some reason, Su Jie suddenly had a moment of panic in her heart, as if something flashed in front of her, and when she stretched out her hand to grab it, she couldn't catch it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly put the obstructive bronze mirror in his hand to the side, squatted down and threw himself into the old lady's arms, rubbed his head, and then muttered in a muffled voice: "Grandma is still young, not old at all!" ”

I don't know if I said this to the old lady or to myself.

After all the things in her previous life, she is already very afraid of the people around her leaving, even if she has this thought and this sign!

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As expected, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and it is indeed a good day!

The Dingguo Mansion that has never liked to hold banquets has a rare lively, and this liveliness has blocked several streets, the most of which is the Dingying Street at the entrance of the house, from the street to the end of the street, it is filled with luxurious carriages, and the shops on both sides of the street are not patronized for a while, there is no shortage of clerks or shopkeepers who like to join in the fun, idly leaning on the door frame, holding a plate of melon seeds in their hands, looking at the passing carriages while snorting, and there are also groups of three or five gathered together to whisper gossip.

It's not lively!

In the past, there was a unique flower-viewing banquet for the eldest lady, and then there was the incident of the lord of Yuehua County making trouble in Tianxiangyuan, and now there is the 80th birthday of Mrs. Tai'an, it seems that in this huge capital, as long as it is related to the four words "Dingguo Mansion", it can set off a wave of discussion among the whole people, and the attention is not lower than the secret things flowing out of the palace!

There were traffic jams on the street, and spectators stood on the side of the road, but Fuxiangfang was an exception, with doors and windows closed up and down, which inevitably exuded a bit of unsociability in such an environment.

In today's society, where people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, the status of businessmen is not high, and among them, they belong to the group that makes money by selling themselves.

The same weak willow Fufeng, warbler Yanyan, the girl in the hook pen sells the body, and the girl in the music workshop sells talent, and the livelihood is different, and the inner structure is naturally completely different.

There is no flower room for the girls, and there is no dim light and choking fat powder smell that seduces people, and the decoration and decoration of Fuxiangfang take a fresh and elegant route, as if it is specially arranged to cater to the elegant tastes of the guests.

No wonder it can become the first in the capital!

But anyone who can do a good job in business has a pair of sharp eyes. The guests are divided into 369 and so on, the silver in the pocket is divided into 369 and so on, and the services provided are naturally divided into 369 and so on, and many restaurants, inns and other places to pick up guests, the first floor to the third floor of Fuxiangfang, different prices, different enjoyment.

The first floor and the second floor are not to be said for the time being, only the third floor, the T-shaped layout, the front is placed in front of a Wushan cloud and rain landscape painting splendid screen, there is a zhang long, half a zhang high, the shelf is a thousand years of immortal exudation of the faint wood fragrance of the camphor wood, the screen is the precious cloud silk weaving thread a needle to show out, the cloud, the rain, the mountain, the water, as if the real general! In front of the screen, there is a long case of cirrus clouds made of golden silk nanmu, on which there are no superfluous ornaments except for an incense burner with a water-green porcelain body, which looks empty and atmospheric; The spacious space in the middle is both an aisle and a dance hall, and after two wide steps on both sides, there is a reception seat, not like a strict room like an inn, but with carved hollow sandalwood boards instead of walls, and from the roof hangs down like an impermeable light veil, which not only gives guests private space but does not hinder the viewing of dance and music, and the view of each compartment is excellent.

Although Fuxiangfang is closed today, the melodious music is drilled out of the cracks in the closed doors and windows, less noisy on weekdays, this music is exceptionally clear and pleasant, attracting a group of people to stop and listen, and there is no shortage of people who can't bear to lift the curtain probe to find the sound.

Of course, these changes are naturally unknown to the musicians.

Under the screen, behind the cirrus case, a woman in white was lowering her eyebrows, her slender white fingers slashing through the strings one by one, caressing and provoking, and melodious tunes poured out. Beside her, Fleur, who knelt in an apricot-red dress, took a piece of incense bait with a golden tweezer and gently threw it into the water-green incense burner, a wisp of green smoke rose up, and the smell of a thousand steps of incense quickly spread to every corner of the room, but it was not strong. Faint, lingering on the tip of the nose, if there is nothing, but you can't ignore it, can't forget.

This thousand steps of incense, as the name suggests, can also smell its unique fragrance, is the tribute of Nanjun, in this imperial city except for the emperor's reward no one can use, but in addition to this Fuxiang Fang.

After finishing the song, Furong knelt up straight, took the tea from the maid's hand and offered it with both hands, "How can the young master come here in person today?" ”

Liu Yueyao was not in a hurry to reach out to take the teacup, a pair of eyes fell on the woman serving the tea without concealment, her skin was like snow and jade, her figure was exquisite, although her eyebrows were low, her eyes were lowered, but she was full of arrogance that no one was convinced.

Oh, this little girl, don't obey her!

The corners of his mouth slightly outlined a graceful arc, his eyelids drooped, covering the emotions under his eyes, and at the same time, his thin lips opened and asked slowly: "I heard that you went to the Guogong Mansion?" ”

I can't hear the joy and anger, but I have a cold air for no reason.

Fleur frowned, but it wasn't because of the cold air in the other party's words, but because she was surprised that she knew it so quickly, and made a special trip for it!

This woman, who didn't have the slightest emotion for her, and even after she took over the Fuxiangfang from her master, she had only seen a few times a woman of her age, turned out to be the hall master of the Boundless Hall, the leader in charge of tens of thousands of people in the south and north of the world! To be honest, she was not convinced.

"The young master sent someone to spy on me?"

No rhetorical questions.

"Surveillance?" As if she had heard some funny joke, Yue Yao sneered, and then raised her eyes to look at Furong and asked, "Isn't it that this owner has been doing it for a long time, and he has forgotten all his surname?" ”

Even with the surname Liu, Fuxiangfang can still have a second surname?