Just after the afternoon, there was a precautionary autumn rain in the city, and the chill seeped into people's clothes little by little. On Changle Street, www.biquge.info pen "Fun" pavilion, there are pedestrians holding oil-paper umbrellas, throwing their hands and brushing their sleeves, and hurriedly entering the street shop to avoid the rain.

"This master, the music of our music workshop is not something that can be listened to in vain." The woman in front of the door pointed to the gilded character "Fengtaifang" on the signboard, and her face was sarcastic.

There are shabby-dressed people, standing outside a music shop with carved railings and jade buildings with muddy legs, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo, but under the ridicule of the guests, they go away in a huff.

The singing and dancing in Fengtai Fang is leveling, and the seats are full of sons and daughters who come to admire, and they do not hesitate to spend a lot of money in order to see the beauty. The sound of the flute rose softly, and several handsome women danced on the stage with long sleeves, their eyebrows full of affection.

"Today, the dream weaver girl in the workshop is sick, so I will ask Miss Yueluo to sing a song to cheer everyone up." Mrs. Qin, the owner of the shop, said with a smile, didn't she compensate the guests.

Although everyone in the audience was dissatisfied, they were not vexatious people, and Mrs. Qin apologized and added a pot of wine to the guests. For a while, they staggered and talked about wine, and no one complained.

There are people leaning on the railing in the pavilion to look, with a high crown in gorgeous clothes, handsome as jade, and the smile on the corner of the lips is chic and natural.

"It's still Mrs. Qin's long-sleeved dance, and one sentence will empty your whole night."

Lu Junyi looked back and smiled at the bright woman beside him. She was slender, wearing a light blue skirt and a long skirt with the same pattern, her long black hair was pulled into a high bun, her breasts were half exposed, and she had a charming smile on her face.

"If Gongzi Lu had come to the news earlier, Meng'er would not have arranged a performance tonight and would have concentrated on serving Gongzi." Weaving Dream slowly approached Lu Junyi, his tone was soft, and he was holding a glass of sake in his hand, "Meng'er's song, I still want my son to give me some advice." ”

In the corner, there was an unnatural dry cough. Liu Yuzhang had messy sideburns, sat on the table with the wine jar, and looked out the window with heavy eyes.

"When you have come to this place, you should know the rules of the place. You don't like the girl I chose for you, don't you want me to spend the night with you? Lu Junyi looked at him with a funny face, but he didn't forget to take Weaving Dream into his arms, and drank the toast with her jade hand.

"Yes, Liu Gongzi won the three armies at a young age, and the sisters in the workshop want to see you." Weaving Dream leaned next to Lu Junyi, with a smile in his eyebrows, "It is also our blessing to accompany the young hero to drink all night." ”

"The dream has a heart." Lu Junyi smiled at the corner of his lips, and Ren Zhimeng poured him drink cup by cup.

"The younger sister who Childe just dismissed practiced a new song overnight last night in order to prepare for hospitality, but I didn't expect Childe to even look at her." Seeing that Liu Yuzhang didn't say a word, he said, "You will secretly tell me what kind of girl you like, and Meng'er will be able to find it for you." ”

Liu Yuzhang waved his hand angrily, and drank a large sip of wine on the jar, and the splashed droplets wet the placket, but he ignored it completely.

"He's a guy who doesn't fight, and the girl he likes only needs to meet three points." Seeing his decadent appearance, Lu Junyi couldn't help but say irritatingly, "The character is brutal and martial, if he leaves immediately, it is best if he comes from a famous family in the past." Do you know such a girl? ”

"The girls in our workshop are all obedient in temper, even if they have a little personality, they don't dare to be presumptuous in hospitality." Weaving Dream heard this strange condition, frowned in embarrassment, and said, "There are many people who are proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, but this martial art ...... It's really useless in the workshop. As for being born in a famous family, it is even rarer. ”

Lu Junyi slid his hand to her slender waist, and said as if unintentionally: "Such a beauty, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find it in heaven and earth...... Because of her, she died just after the end of the day. ”

"Bump!"

Liu Yuzhang shook the wine jar with his hand, and the ceramic crumbs poured all over the ground, and the wine was full of fragrance for a while.

"It's been ten years, Liu Yuzhang, every year at this time, you pull me around to buy drunk, and I have always been by you." Lu Junyi raised his eyebrows and chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes, and his words were sharp, "It's just that you keep saying that you remember your father's hatred, but why do you miss that person alone?" ”

"I ......" Liu Yuzhang was speechless for a while, so he slapped the table and shouted, "Wine, bring wine to the master!" ”

When the little guy outside the door heard the sound, he diligently brought a pot of sake, but he waved it out.

"Bring me a jar." He exhaled angrily, his eyes faintly bloodshot.

"Meng'er, go back to your room and clean up, I'll come later." Lu Junyi gently twisted her waist and laughed. Weaving Dream nodded knowingly, saluted the two of them, and then went out with broken steps.

Lu Junyi watched her back disappear around the corner, Fang turned around and said softly: "I know that you are depressed in your heart, and you have nothing to say." It's just that only if you are willing to let go of yourself, the wounds she left you can truly heal. ”

Liu Yuzhang supported the ground with his hands, staggered to his feet, pushed open the wooden window, and spit out the few jars of wine he had just drunk. Lu Junyi watched from the sidelines, neither stepping forward nor leaving, with a faint look of pity in his eyes.

"When you're done throwing up, I'll have someone prepare a clean room for you, and don't go home today."

He sighed and walked away.

Liu Yuzhang leaned on the edge of the window, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and laughed heartily. The little guy stood at the door with a few jars of wine in his arms, embarrassed in a dilemma.

"Put the wine down and get out!" He shouted loudly, looking at the street scene after the rain, and slowly closed his eyes.

In front of Fengtai Fang, the afterglow of the sunset is dotting, and in the bustling street market, a girl in a green skirt walks forward, and behind her, a carriage slowly follows, the coachman holds the reins, and the brim of his hat is pressed very low. And not far behind the carriage, the figure of a young man in black was as if he was leaving the ground. They walked in parallel all the way, near the palace wall, and turned into an alley.

On both sides of the alley are quaint moss-covered courtyard walls, made of brick and stone, some of which are covered with dense creeper vines, and the narrow shade is filled with the coolness of the rain. At the end of the alley is a mansion, the door plaque is written with three words "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", the green willows hang around, the powder wall is encircular, and the garden is splendid from the outside of the door, clear and exquisite.

"Why do you have to be angry all the way, Qingshu didn't mean to compete with you......" Hongshang lifted the door curtain, got out of the car, and said complainingly.

"I just want to prove that my physical strength has not regressed, and I can bargain with him for swordsmanship." Zige's face sank slightly, and he winked at Song Qingshu, who was following him, "Qingshu, what do you think?" ”

Song Qingshu leaned next to the car, glanced at her, and spit out two words: "Yes." ”

"Okay, I'm going to compare with you twice when the song is free......"

Before Zige finished speaking, she felt a golden figure flash down from the eaves and hit her straight into her arms. The body method is extremely fast, and even Song Qingshu didn't have time to react.