Since the founding of the Tai/Zu state, the Great Seal has established Beijing as the capital, divided into prefectures, counties, and counties, centralized power, and unified management.

The pattern of Shangjing continues the layout of the previous dynasty, Dongzun, Beigui, Xibei, Nanbei, Dayin Zhengyang Palace is firmly in the middle of Shangjing, sitting in the north and facing south, majestic and prominent.

With this magnificent Zhengyang Palace as the center, the people who live in the east of Shangjing City are generally royal nobles, most of the people in the north of the city are courtiers and heavy generals, and the west of the city is inhabited by the people of good families, as for the south of the city? Qinlou Chu Pavilion, a good faction of red and willow green.

In this beautiful scenery of smoke and dust, there is a building complex that looks unique and elegant in appearance, which seems incompatible with this place, but it is towering and in it, and there is nowhere to match it, which is the largest art hall in Shangjing City'.

The Jinghong Pavilion follows the moat in the south, leading a canal of living water in, circling and weaving/folding the entire museum site, and wrapping a museum in the shape of two water droplets.

Based on the shape of two water droplets, two buildings were built, namely 'Willow Pavilion' and 'Lotus Pavilion'.

This 'pavilion' is a fictitious meaning, not a small pavilion in the real sense, but the name of the tallest building of the two complexes, which is the same as the human eyeball, but not adjacent to each other, for the eye to see.

When looking down from the highest point in Beijing, the shape of this Jinghong Pavilion faintly has the shape of gossip, and the other buildings created by the overall layout are also like icing on the cake.

Jinghong Hall is an art museum, the business hours are all in the afternoon, the more prosperous it is at night, the more people are crowded, the flowers are colorful, and the sound of laughter and silk and bamboo is endless.

In the Moon Pavilion on this side of the Lotus Pavilion, there is a scattered seat, and several richly dressed sons and gentlemen each hugged the little woman in their arms, chatting happily, ignoring the wine and food on the small table are cold, ignoring the dancing girls behind the curtain, and the dance skills are full of lotus and blooming.

"But I haven't seen that kid from Yonglin Bo's family for a few days,"

One of the sons dressed in purple clothes reached out and touched the crisp chest of the little woman in his arms, and said: "This is really a strange thing, how can he bear it, isn't it that he was beaten by his father and couldn't get out of bed?" You Jue was still satisfied, he put his mouth up again, and kissed it before the little woman pretended to be shy and pushed away, but he laughed out loud with great interest.

The few sons on the other side were accustomed to the amorous actions in front of them, and they didn't even have the heart to tease, and the son sitting opposite the son in purple clothes sneered and mocked: "Brother Yantai is afraid that he has slept in the arms of the red girl for a while, right?" The kid from Yonglinbo's family, if he was just beaten by his old man and couldn't get out of bed, he would have been raised for ten days and eight days, and now he ...... I'm afraid it's not easy to go out for ten or eight years. ”

The son of the table seemed to be very interested in Ou Zijia, and stretched his neck and asked, "Is there such a thing?" Some time ago, I accompanied my mother to the temple on the outskirts of Beijing, and I don't know what happened in Beijing. Even his father couldn't beat and scold. "Let him still compete with himself for a little drama, he used to rely on his father and didn't dare to offend, but now I heard that he was unlucky, and he was so happy that it was indescribable.

"Who are you?" The boy sold a coincidence, and asked the prince in Yantai twice, and the other sons also stopped laughing, pushed the little woman in his arms, and came over to look at him, and then he smiled and said, "It's the old Chitose of King Yun." ”

"Old Lord Yun?" Everyone was surprised, quite unlikely, and almost unanimously doubted: "Hasn't Old Prince Yun not been a director for many years?" How could he still be implicated with Ou Zijia? ”

The son who explained to everyone, because his father and brother were ministers who could go to the early dynasty, naturally heard about the incident of the eldest princess Xiao Hua making trouble in the early dynasty, and now he added fuel and vinegar and told everyone in a colorful way, and everyone could hear that everyone's eyes were shining, and they sighed that Ou Zijia had been murderous and evil for many years, and this time he finally kicked it on the hard stone, offended the eldest princess Xiao Hua, and fell into the hands of Yun Wangye, can it be good?

"This time Ou Zijia is miserable!" Yantai Gongzi continued to gloat, and the others also echoed him, all of them in a joyful and uproaring manner.

The boy who spoke waved his hand, "It must be the youngest son of Yonglin Bo Ou Zhenghua, how can Yonglin Bofu care?" ”

Immediately someone asked, "How to manage?" He still dared to go to the Princess's Mansion or the Yunwang Mansion to make trouble and plead? "The old face of that life, I really don't need it. What kind of face will you face in the future?

"Of course he won't," the son who spoke before seemed to have touched some doorways, and continued: "I heard that his second son Ou Zichuan is a scholar, and he has been going to Yunwang Mansion for a few days in a row to ask for advice. ”

Yang Yifeng is the second son of Yang Ningze, the second master of Fuchang Houfu, that is, the second son of the Xiao Tian family, and he is also a pampered and habitual person who loves Fengyue, but he doesn't dare to come like Ou Zijia. On weekdays, he only acts secretly with three or two friends, but unfortunately, this talker is one of his three or two friends.

"What is Ou Zichuan doing when he goes to Fuchang Houfu?" Someone else asked.

Before the prince continued, the Yantai prince had already answered for him: "This still needs to be asked, the princess's mansion didn't dare to come to the door, so I had to find the princess's concubine Fuchang Houfu, haha...... I'm afraid it won't work......"

The reputation of Fuchang Houfu in Beijing is also a blazing fire, second only to Yonglinbo's family, fortunately, there are more sympathizers, but it is probably just a matter of watching the excitement. Is it really good to be sympathetic when it comes to things like cuckolds......

The so-called partition wall has ears, what is said in this compartment, a few sons just mess around and pick up jokes, but some people in the compartment have listened to it.

The man was long and jade, wearing a dark red robe with no pattern and no embroidery with large sleeves, the inside of a black robe of silkworm silk was faintly exposed by the collar edge, the same belt was loosely wrapped around the narrow waist, the black hair hung down over the waist, and the jade crown on the top of the head was also dark red, hollow carved with roses, and the very simple outfit was worn on this person, revealing a different elegance and elegance.

He stood by the wall with his hands behind his back, and he could hear every word of what was being said in the other compartment.

He didn't mean to eavesdrop, but he just finished meeting a guest here, and suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable in his chest, thinking that when he came from the willow pavilion, he accidentally sniffed the catkins blown by the wind, so he wanted to slow down for a while.

Every spring and summer, when the flowers and green leaves are flourishing, his sensitive and fragile chest and lungs will be uncomfortable, adding some burden to him. Over the years, it was useless to take a hundred kinds of medicine, and he could only get used to it gradually.

He turned his back on his hand, and the thumb of his right hand touched the back of his left hand, and there was a very shallow scar there, and if I didn't look closely, I thought it was a line on the skin on the back of my hand.

Only he knows that it was a catastrophe that almost killed Huangquan ten years ago, and whenever he thinks about something, he can't help but subconsciously touch it.

The gossip in the next room was soon covered with obscene laughter, and at this moment, the door of his room was pushed open, and a handsome young man flashed in, and after closing the door, he walked behind him, and stood with his head bowed.

"Sir, the people have been sent away."

He let out a 'hmm' and turned slowly, it was not a beautiful color compared to the handsome young man behind him, but it was a special color.

He has eyebrows and eyes that are breathtaking, especially those eyes.

The broad and full forehead, the towering eyebrow bones, seem to be paving the way for the eyes with the tail of the eyes raised and the head and tail closing to the point, the eye waves flow, tactful and charming, with his every move, a quiet and a comfortable, all exuding a gentle temperament, soft charm, looking at the best brush and ink in the world, it seems that no one can disturb him, the years slowly flow away from him, take away the time and take away a qiē, but he does not move, there is no distraction.

"In the past two days, have you received an invitation from Lord Yun?"

He opened his mouth lightly, the handsome young man didn't expect that what he asked was not the matter of sending people away before, and going to the Qinwang Mansion, but it was the prince of Yun who was quite 'unwelcome'.

"Yes, I have come to send it in the past two days," the young man replied truthfully, "Invite Mr. to come over, I heard from the little guy who came to Yunwangfu to deliver the post said that the prince of his family recently got an ancient book from the former Jin Dynasty, saying that it was excellent, and he wanted to taste it with Mr. ”

What ancient books in the former Jin Dynasty, just want to invite him over and let him see someone's miserable situation, it must be said that he is angry with him, but in fact, he is still worried about that set of piano scores.

He would never have paid attention to it in the past, but he remembered that after the conflict at the intersection that day, the little girl said 'brother', and remembered the discussion of a few people next door just now.

Those prodigals guessed that it was Yonglin Botong's second son, Ou Zichuan, who went to seek Fu Changhou, but according to his understanding of Yonglin Bo, Yonglin Bo would not be the one who did such a stupid thing. Who doesn't know that Fu Changhou couldn't speak at all in front of the eldest princess Xiao Hua. According to Yong Linbo's methods, it should be the 'brother' he is looking for.

He touched the back of his fingers and stopped, if he could see her again, it would be worth the trip.