East of the city, Piaoxiang Building.

"Wanwan, if we run out like this, Concubine Yu will be worried. Let's go back, okay? ”

"Oh, Sister Zihuan, you should go out with me to have fun, I haven't been out of the palace yet. It's been four or five years since the Fifth Emperor Sister left, and I was locked up in the boxy courtyard of Yuheng Palace by my father all day long, and I was suffocated to death. ”

"Concubine Yu is also for your good, in the past few years, there has been more and more turmoil in the court, and the Chu family of Concubine Yu's mother is even more popular. It's better for you to pull me out without any guards, in case something happens, how can I explain to Concubine Yu. ”

"Sister Zihuan, you have to change your temperament, otherwise the future county horses will be nagged to death by you sooner or later."

"What do you say, little girl? Where did the county horses come from? Really"

In a box on the third floor of Piaoxiang Building, two pretty women sat opposite the table. The younger one sat by the window with great interest and watched the people coming and going on the street, wearing a slightly simple plain white long brocade robe, embroidering a strange and strong branch with dark brown silk thread on the fabric, and the peach silk thread embroidered a blooming plum blossom, extending from the skirt to the waist, a wide purple belt tightened the thin waist, showing a slender figure, but also gave people a sense of elegance and luxury, draped in a light purple open gauze, every move led to some sparkling and flowing feeling, He wore a piece of jet-black black jade around his neck, and his skin was as white as the first snow. With a red bracelet on her hand, her long hair is made of purple and white ribbons in a slightly complicated hairstyle, and a jade hosta is inserted in her hair, which is ingenious and made of green bamboo with leaves, which really makes people think that she has a green bamboo on her head, and the thin and long bangs in front of her forehead are neat and rigorous. The woman sitting opposite was wearing a pale green long dress, with pale blue peonies embroidered on the cuffs, a few auspicious clouds outlined by silver threads, a row of blue sea clouds densely packed at the hem, and a wide pale yellow brocade wrapped around her chest on her chest. The elegant jade face is painted with the popular peony flower in the capital, which makes the original beautiful face fade from the immature youth and show a trace of charm, seducing the soul. The face of the country and the city is like a fairy, like a fairy who has fallen into the dust and has been stained with a trace of dust.

"Oh, Sister Zihuan, do you have a sweetheart? At your age, the royal sisters would have already married a husband. You have to hold on tight. The woman in the white dress looked playfully at the woman in green with pink cheeks, Sister Zihuan is still the same, for so many years, no one in the capital knows that the lord of Kewangfu Zihuan is a well-informed and well-connected person, from childhood to adulthood, he has never done anything out of the cabinet. Two years ago, just as an adult, there were already matchmakers who came to the door to propose marriages for the sons of various prefectures, and King Ke also collected many portraits of famous sons, and Sister Zihuan was stunned and didn't take a fancy to any of them.

"You little girl, embarrassed to talk about me? You are also an adult, the two sons of Siqin Fengmian in your palace, but after waiting for you for so many years, when will they give them a name? The woman in green smiled and looked out the window, as if she had thought of something beautiful.

"Sister Zihuan, don't worry about me. Looking at you like this, do you have a sweetheart? Which son, sister, I'll help you get people back. The woman in white had the tone of a mountain king, but she didn't feel the slightest cheesiness in her.

"What's the sweetheart? Don't talk nonsense. A man's reputation cannot be destroyed. The woman in green came back to her senses, her eyes seemed to be dodging.

Feng Zihuan recalled that a week ago, that day, Concubine Yu asked someone to spread the word that there were fresh melons and fruits from Moyun City, and invited Feng Zihuan to enter the palace to taste them together, and stayed until late at night before leaving Yuheng Palace. The injured man he met in the south of the city when he returned home from the palace was shrouded in a faint luster under the bright moonlight. With flying eyebrows and a firm nose, it feels like a god made in the slightest. Even so, the beauty that belongs to him does not have a trace of femininity, and those deep and dark eyes are even stained with a kind of indifference and detachment that people dare not approach. Even if his shoulder was injured, he didn't say a word, and when the two looked at each other, the man had already raised his sword to attack, Feng Zihuan had no choice but to parry, and the red yarn came out of his sleeve, but he had no intention of hurting his life. The man obviously only learned a few tricks to embroider his legs, and he only slashed indiscriminately with the sword, and within a few moves, Feng Zihuan's red yarn tied the man's hands. Although I don't know who my name is, and I don't know why I was injured, the ghost sent a god to help him with medicine and bandage. As a result, the man fled without waiting for the bandaging to be finished, and disappeared, leaving only the fragments of his sleeve that had been torn apart by the bandage.

"Zihuan, Sister Zihuan, what do you want? So fascinating? Feng Wanwan, the woman in white, waved her hand in front of Feng Zihuan for a long time, and she didn't see anyone in front of her.

"Ahh Nothing, nothing. It's not early, the palace gate is about to fall, Wanwan, I'll send you back. Feng Wanwan got up and covered Feng Zihuan's eyes, and the sudden darkness made Feng Zihuan come back to his senses. It's a pity that I don't know the man's name yet.

"If you don't go back, it's still early. It's fun when it's dark, "It's all over this ancient time, of course, you have to go to the Qinglou Chu Pavilion to take a walk and appreciate the ten thousand customs of the beauties."

"Fun when it's dark? Wanwan, what bad idea do you have? ”

"Sister Zihuan, where is the largest green building in the capital? Let's go check it out."

"What? Qinglou? Don't make a fuss, how can you go to that kind of place. In case you are watched by the group of people in the Imperial Tower, you, the Nine Princesses, will have to add a lustful name again. ”

"I saw it when I saw it, anyway, I have been involved for so many years, and there are a lot of good and bad names, what are you afraid of?"

"You, you can't go to the Qinglou, why don't I take you to the lake?"

"No, I just want to check it out. Sister Zihuan, you're the best, come with me. Just go and see, and definitely don't cause trouble. Good no good? ”

"I can't help it. But I don't know where this green building is."

"I have a way. Little second sister, come on, let me ask you something. Feng Wanwan raised her hand to beckon the second who was delivering food at the door, this restaurant is full of people, and the second sister receives so many people every day, so it's right to ask her.

"What do you command?" A coarsely dressed female envoy came in, lowered her eyebrows, and leaned over.

"Second sister, our sisters have just arrived in the capital, dare to ask where is the most lively in the capital this night?" Feng Wanwan raised her hand, and a silver ingot of ten taels flew into the hands of the little second sister.

"Guest, you're asking the right person. Our Piaoxiang Building, people come and go every day, and there is nothing in this capital that I don't know. If you want to say the most lively boundary in the capital, there are two. One is Qingyue Mountain in the west of the city, where the scenery is pleasant and the flowers and plants are thick, and many literati and talented women fight poems and paint in the Yueqing Pavilion in Qingyue Mountain during the day. There is also a red street in the south of the city, there, but gentle township, all the Qinglou wine shops in the capital are in that piece, at night, the lights are bright, commonly known as the capital night street. In this red street, the most well-known are the compassionate son of the drunken Red Mansion and the forgetful son of Mo Yuge. ”

"Chengnan Red Street, drunk Red Mansion mercy, Mo Worry Pavilion forgets worries, thank you for your guidance." Feng Wanwan took out a hundred taels of silver ticket again and put it in the hands of the little second sister, and pulled Feng Zihuan to go out.

"Don't worry, officer. These two sons are both stunning in the world, but they are not so easy to see. The guest officer has a reward so much today, I happen to have an exclusive news about the second sister, tonight there will be an Oiran contest on the Red Street, the selection of the first beauty in the capital, the drunken Red Mansion and Mo Wei Pavilion have participated, if the guest officer is sincere, it is better to try his luck, maybe he can meet the two sons. The little second sister saw that although Feng Wanwan was dressed simply, she was bold and generous, and she was bound to be either rich or expensive.

"Oiran contest? Sister Zihuan, there is a lively look, and she walked away" Feng Wanwan heard about the Oiran Competition, and directly pulled Feng Zihuan three steps and made two steps to go straight to the south of the city, missing the little second sister bowed her head and arched her hand The moment a chill in the corner of her eyes was raised.

When Feng Wanwan walked away, a man in red walked into the box, the golden half-face mask covered his eyebrows, and a pair of dark red eyes under the mask were with a destructive color, which made people dizzy, and under the exposed high nose bridge, the red lips like cherry blossoms were thinly blurred. The inky black hair was tied at the back of his neck with a crown of red jade hair, a strand of forehead fell with his fair face, and on his jade-like hand was a gold-rimmed red fan, dressed in red, which made him exude a lazy charm.

"Master, I have led the two to the Red Street as instructed." The little second sister knelt on the ground and showed great respect to the man.

"Well done, I'll go down and get the reward in a moment. This little thing,It's really an interesting wonderful person.,I'm looking forward to tonight's Oiran Contest.。 Tell the steward of Red Street, add a dusty fox to the list of Oiran competitions, and this son will also go to play. The man in red sat obliquely in the position where Feng Wanwan had sit, and when the red fan opened and closed, the teacup on the table fell steadily on the fan bone, and the tea in the cup had already been drunk by the man, and he did not dislike it at all.

"Yes, Childe. The subordinates notified Aunt Hong to arrange it. The little second sister flashed away from the window, and when she looked back, only an upside-down cup was left on the windowsill, and the man in red had long since disappeared.

South of the city, Red Street

As the sun sets, rows of high eaves and low walls are quietly hidden in the bright red of the setting sun, and the stone pavement reflects the remnants of the daylight and extends into the distance. The red lights of the buildings on both sides are hanging, lively and abnormal, looking for the man's or clear or coquettish laughter, the eyes suddenly brightened, upstairs and downstairs are fragrant and charming, men and women hug and hug, look at the red, pink and green silk, slow singing and dancing, swallow thin ring fat, short skirt, wisps of fragrance with the sound of spread out. According to the guidance of the second sister, Feng Wanwan pulled Feng Zihuan all the way to the red street in the south of the city. I secretly said in my heart, "What a place for fireworks".

"Zihuan, do you remember what the second sister said? I remember it seems to be the Drunken Red Mansion and Mo Wei Pavilion, let's go, take a look. Feng Wanwan, who is dressed in white, was born until now, where has he seen such a luxurious scene, rows of red lights are hanging high, and the name of each building is inscribed on the lampshade. Xu is because of the Oiran competition, tonight's Red Street is particularly lively, and a circular field is vacated in the center of Red Street, and there are many women in short shirts who are arranging it. Several sections of red yarn dance with the wind on the round platform, a huge sea moon pearl is hung in the middle of the red yarn, the round platform of the light of the sea moon pearl shines brightly, behind the round platform is a semi-circular arc screen, a picture of a hundred flowers on the screen is vivid.

"Wanwan, should we go back? Hey, Wanwan, where are you going? Wait for me" Feng Zihuan in the green dress was about to take Feng Wanwan out of here, Feng Wanwan was no longer visible beside her, and the woman in white had already slipped into the crowd, looking left and right, the white dress was like a butterfly flying up and down this red street.