"Brother Xiao praised this person so much, presumably he must not be so simple as a businessman."

Turning his gaze to Wei Qingyang, who had just spoken, Xiao Yan's eyes rolled and he snorted, "I don't know if it's a businessman, but this person is indeed extraordinary, with only ten years of hard work, Yun Zhilou can compete with the hundred-year-old Wangxian Tower, which shows his strength." But I'm optimistic about him, but not because of that. ”

Wei Tingcheng, who had been silent, asked curiously: "Why is that?" ”

"This is going to talk about a strange news that you girls love to hear," Xiao Yan raised his glass to moisten his throat, looking at her and Xie Ning's eyes full of smiles, "It is said that three years ago, after a young scholar guessed the lamp, he said what he asked for on the spot, but he wanted Yun Zhilou to heal a woman. It turned out that this woman was her fiancée who had not yet passed the door, and she had been sick for a long time. He ran around, but he couldn't do anything, and in the end, the parents of both sides no longer agreed to this marriage contract, and even chose another family business behind the back of the scholar, he did not give up, and came to Yunzhilou to try his luck with the last glimmer of hope. ”

"Xu is favored by God, the scholar picked the right lamp, and also guessed the lantern riddle. In less than a month, his fiancée's illness disappeared, and the family affair that was later decided also changed. Half a year later, the two happily became married. ”

After listening to him, Wei Tingcheng whispered with emotion: "With such an ending, it will not live up to the scholar's infatuation." ”

Xie Ning was puzzled, "This woman was really cured by the owner of Yunzhilou?" ”

Qin Feng said with a smile: "That scholar is not from the capital, and he is just here to seek a doctor." Ahem, there are twists and turns, and there is no way to know. ”

"If this promise can really change people's lives, it is not surprising that it will be sought after," Xie Ning's gaze swept from the high platform, and the words changed sharply: "I don't know when this guessing lamp will start, and what the guesser will ask for." ”

"It's about a cup of tea, let's wait."

There was a lot of noise in the building, and a few people who were chatting didn't notice it, and a very inconspicuous guy passed by them, but in a moment, he flashed through the crowd into the elegant room on the third floor.

In the dimly lit inner room, someone reported before him, "Sure enough, as the master expected, the file of the military department has traces of turning, and the recruits have returned to the city, but none of our people can be contacted, presumably they have been dealt with by King An." Look, are we going to put another man in there? ”

"No need," the man leaning on the couch said in a casual tone, and the dim light of the fire was reflected on his face, but it was dark, "This game is just a temptation, private training, night scouting of the military department, it seems that I underestimated King An in the past, I have both courage and strength, and there is no chance of cooperation in the future." ”

The man's gaze swept to the guy standing aside, "Who is he here with today?" ”

The guy lowered his head and stepped forward, "Master, in addition to Xiao Yan, there are three other people who are traveling with King An, Miss Gongzi of the Wei State Mansion, and Miss Xie Biao of the Jingyang Hou Mansion. ”

"Oh?" The man's eyes flashed, and he said with interest: "Is that Xie Ning who taught King An to shoot the emperor?" ”

"Exactly."

"Send someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion to inform Miss Gu of King An's whereabouts and lure her in."

***

"Why don't you start yet?"

"How long has it been, aren't you going to do business today?"

"I think too, we came early, but they didn't even put out the lights, and they didn't know what they were busy with."

The conversation around him became louder and louder, and Xie Ning was a little impatient in his heart, and was about to complain out loud, when he saw Xiao Yan speak first: "This Yunzhilou doesn't know what kind of reputation he is doing, and he has waited for so long and has not moved." ”

Xie Ning looked at the empty platform and pursed the corners of his lips, and Wei Qingyang's warm voice came from his ears, "Brother Xiao doesn't have to worry, didn't the prince just say it, it's just a cup of tea." ”

Xiao Yan snorted coldly, "What kind of tea, it's almost half an hour small." ”

Seeing his reaction like this, Wei Qingyang no longer said anything to appease, but looked at Qin Feng inquiringly.

"I don't go out often, and I don't know much about the rules of this Yunzhilou." Qin Feng replied lightly, the smile in his eyes was very shallow.

At this moment, a silver-haired old man ascended the high platform. I saw him respectfully bow to everyone in the audience, and only when the voice in the building gradually faded did he raise his voice: "Guess the lantern on Qixi Festival, I think everyone here has heard of it, so there is no need to say more." This year is still the old rule, but before this guess the light, our Yunzhilou invited the Soho girl to play a song, and I hope you can have fun tonight. ”

As soon as his voice fell, the voices began to be noisy again. Where everyone gathered, a woman with a good face hugged the pipa in her arms, bowed to Yingying, and the light pink gauze skirt moved lightly with the wind, causing many people to stretch their necks. Sensing the excitement of the people around him, Xie Ning asked Xiao Yan, "Who is this Soho?" ”

"Soho," Xiao Yan glanced at Wei Chengcheng hesitantly, his eyes flashed, and he told Xie Ning in an ominous voice, "It's the old man from the Ruyi Fang in the past." ”

Wei Tingcheng tilted his head and asked, "Then she is coming to Yunzhilou now, is it because Ruyi Fang has been seized?" ”

There was a smile in Peach Blossom's eyes, and Xiao Yan was about to answer, when a woman's soft voice came from behind him-"Your Highness also came out to guess the lamp?" ”

This voice was very familiar, Xie Ning's heart moved, and when he turned his head, he saw the figure of the pavilion standing behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng also looked back, and responded with his chin bowed, "Miss Gu, please take a seat." ”

"I didn't expect you to guess the lantern too, I thought you would stay in the mansion this year." Xiao Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Temporarily changed my mind," Gu Qingyun replied while taking a seat on the vacant seat beside Wei Qingyang, accustomed to the amazing gazes cast around.

Soho on the high platform had already adjusted the musical instruments, and the sound in the building stopped suddenly, but a son at the adjacent table got up, looked at Gu Qingyun with a stupid gaze, and raised his voice slightly, "Xiaosheng took the liberty of asking, is the young lady surnamed Gu?" ”

"Exactly."

Everyone looked sideways, and their eyes unconsciously fixed on the young lady covered with light veils behind their table, and their breath couldn't help but stagnate. I saw her sitting there quietly, the noise around her had nothing to do with her, obviously she didn't do anything, but people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"It is said that Miss Gu is pale, and when I see it today, she really lives up to her reputation."

"Although this young lady is also surnamed Gu, she may not be the one in the Prime Minister's Mansion, right?"

"Who can be so beautiful? What's more, Miss Gu often goes out and walks around on weekdays, and the literati here should know it, how can she be mistaken for it? ”

There were whispers of the people around him, Xie Ning was listening energetically, and there was a music slowly flowing out of the pipa on the high platform, and the discussion gradually stopped, but the gaze cast on Gu Qingyun did not decrease at all. Looking around, few people appreciate the Soho girl's cheering song.

(The foreshadowing is too far away, I'm afraid I'll forget, Qin Feng and Xiao Yan are doing business on the eve of Qixi Festival.) The following small theater:

Shaining: Why do you always write about how beautiful the female supporting actress is, but don't write about me

Qian Weiqing: You have the love of the male protagonist, but they don't have it. You still have room to grow, and they don't. ）