Yan Qing and Le He talked all the way, but when they raised their heads, they found that they might have been lost, this is too vast when the three companies are too vast, and the courtyard is deep, Yan Qing and Le He glanced at each other, shook their heads with a wry smile and were about to look for someone and asked.

Suddenly, a breeze fluttered in my ears. The sound of the piano came from afar, melodious, like the gurgling flow of spring water from the deep valley and secluded mountains, and like the butterfly that spreads its wings and is about to fly, fluttering its smart thin wings, and like the distant sky outside the plug, emitting a quiet light under the moonlight.

Yan Qingle and the two of them are both people who love silk and bamboo, and they are proficient in all kinds of music, and they can't help but stop when they hear such a melodious and agile piano sound. Yan Qing was attracted by the sound of the piano, and he couldn't help but follow the sound of the piano and took a few steps forward, and found that the sound of the piano came from a courtyard. This courtyard is green tiles and white walls, the white walls are not high, the green bamboo inside is deep, and the strange flowers are flickering, he poked his head and looked inside. But I couldn't help but be stunned.

More than 20 steps away from the wall, deep in the courtyard, next to the green bamboo forest, there is a small octagonal pavilion in the shade, there is snow on the top of the pavilion, and it looks like the white lotus under the blue lotus from a distance. There was a woman sitting in the pavilion, and the woman sat down gracefully, her jade fingers raised lightly, revealing her slender and white jade fingers, caressing the surface of the piano.

What kind of woman is that? In the courtyard, the rockery pond, the cloister pavilion, the green bamboo and different flowers, the remnant sun and white snow are already elegant and abnormal, and the beautiful scenery in the good time is like in the painting, which can be compared with the woman, everything is gloomy, and the flowers are ashamed; Or that all scenery is just a foil, just the stars of the moon. The woman's eyebrows are like green feathers, her muscles are like snow, her waist is like a bundle, her teeth are like shellfish, and the green silk is like a waterfall flowing down, and the blue clothes are integrated, and her hands are like soft wattles caressing Yaoqin.

Yanqing is known as the prodigal son, but many years later he said: I have traveled the streets of many places, seen the clouds many times, and seen the snow in the north and the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but I have never seen such a beautiful woman.

The sound of the piano is like a complaint, trickling in, and like the flowing water of the mountains, gurgling charm...... Yan Qing couldn't help but be stupid.

Intoxicated, Yan Qing involuntarily lifted the jade flute in her hand and put it to her lips, and with the melodious sound of the piano, the sound of "babbling" started, like resentment, like admiration, like crying, melodious.

The sound of the flute began to whine, but the sound of the piano in the courtyard stopped abruptly. Yan Qing was also sober for a moment, but it was too late, he had to continue to blow hard, but his heart was quiet, the sound of the flute was sometimes clear and tactful, sometimes gentle trickle, the clouds were rolling, and the flowers were blooming, like the smoke of Tingting wafting from the incense burner, and it was like the endless heartfelt and endless love.

Not a few, the sound of the piano revived, and the sound of the flute and the sound of the flute, the sound of the piano is leisurely and the sound of the flute is curling, if the sky is sound, the broken silver bell, like the spring breeze to know the willow state, such as with the bird to know the flowers.

After a long time, the piano stopped, and the flute stopped. Yan Qing looked up into the courtyard again, but the Yaoqin in the pavilion was still there, and the beauty was no longer there. Yan Qing suddenly felt unusual, he really wanted to push the door into the courtyard and take a look, after thinking about it, he said to Le He beside him, "Let's go." ”

Silent all the way, walking all the way, it was easy to meet a servant, and under the leadership of the servant, the two finally walked out of Situ Mansion. Yan Qing looked back at Situ Mansion, rubbed his face vigorously, and reminded himself loudly that he Lehe said: "Wake up and wake up, go back to the hotel, the military situation is urgent." ”

After such a delay, the sky was already dark, the moon had already risen on the willow tops, and the streets back were a hundred times more crowded than when they came. On the streets, every house tied up a lantern shed and hung a lamp, shining as if it were day; All kinds of people, dressed in brocade clothes, short brown heads, crowded and crowded, also came out to watch the lights together. It's really that the fire is shining on the top and bottom of the building, and people are bustling to see people.

Le He looked at the crowded crowd and said, "Brother Xiaoyi, you see that it is getting late now, and the crowd is crowded, I'm afraid it will be a few hours before I return to the hotel." But how about I calm down and take a slow stroll back to the Lantern Festival in the capital, and eat a dinner on the street? ”

Yan Qing thought about it, such the first national capital in the world might turn into scorched earth in a few months, and he had never seen it at all. Take a look at this prosperous scene and keep a memory. "Okay, we can't do anything when we go back today anyway, so let's go around Kyoto."

Thinking like this, Yan Qing was no longer anxious, and the two walked slowly along the flow of people, enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way. Sure enough, it is Kyoto, with glazed tiles, wind white walls, palaces and pavilions; Lifting lights, marquee lights, and dead wind lights; The sheng reeds are deaf, the drum music is noisy, the lights are staring, and the visitors are rubbing shoulders one after another.

When they were hungry, the two of them found a random restaurant to sit down, ordered some wine and food, and leaned against the window to enjoy the lamp and eat wine. The two of them thought about such a good scene, and after a while, the rain disappeared, and they couldn't help but feel depressed in their hearts, so they didn't say much, only drank with each other. Because of the bitterness, he only drank a few glasses, but Yan Qing felt that he was already drinking, and then he suddenly heard a commotion and a few exclamations, looked up at the window, and immediately became angry.

On the street, more than a dozen young men in green clothes were crowded together, causing pedestrians on the side to scream and dodge; And the boy in front of him who was dressed in anger was stopping a few women with a hippie smile. The gentleman was dressed in brocade clothes, and he was also handsome, but the hippie scoundrels and fingers all over his body made people disgusted at first sight; The women only saw their backs, and the backs were very graceful, especially the one that the boy was facing, with a graceful demeanor and a familiar blue dress. Those girls who should have taken advantage of the Lantern Festival to come out to enjoy the lanterns together, they wanted to avoid from the side, but the boy stopped him, smiling and smiling as if he was saying something; The girls will go again, and the boy will stop again.

Yan Qing was furious, taking advantage of the wine, he slapped the table heavily, and with a single jump, he rushed out of the wooden window lattice of the tavern, and jumped in front of the boy in a few steps, and shouted: "Lang Lang Qiankun, what is the reason for molesting your beloved?" ”

Seeing someone suddenly flashing in front of him, Brother Gongzi was also suddenly startled, and when he took a closer look, he saw that it was a beautiful man dressed in elegant Confucian clothes, but he looked up to the sky and laughed, and scolded with a hideous face: "I thought that which hero, a Confucian who is not thin, dares to take care of the affairs of your ancestors, and does not want to live?" ”

With such a leap and a jump, Yan Qing had already woken up, and he also regretted his impulsiveness, of course he regretted his impulsive actions, not regretting that he took care of this matter, he regretted that he did not plan and then acted, this is not his Yan Qing's style. He smiled lightly, clasped his hands together and said, "This son, at the foot of the imperial city, is he not afraid of the official yamen if he acts like this?" ”

The boy sneered: "The government? Can the government dare to control me? Little ones, tell him, who is grandpa? ”

The little man in Tsing Yi who was surrounding him came up and shouted, "My son-in-law is a descendant of the Yuan family after the fourth and third dukes." ”

Yan Qing smiled: "Oh? Descendants of the Yuan family? Look up for a long time, look up for a long time! He bowed his hand and bowed goodbye.

The boy was very proud, and shouted proudly with his hands behind his back: "Then don't get out of the way, don't get in the way of your grandfather." ”

Yan Qing still smiled: "Is your grandfather Yuan Kui or Yuan Feng or Yuan Cheng?" ”

"What's the matter with you?"

"I thought you must be pretending to be a child of the Yuan family. The Yuan family is respectful and powerful, with high wind and rituals, and thousands of subordinates. How can you allow your own children to bully men and women outside and corrupt the doorway. Yan Qing shouted as she spoke, "Neighbors, fathers and elders, this guy pretends to be a child of the Yuan family and bullies a good person, his heart can be punished, everyone will arrest it and send it to the Yuan Mansion together, and go to the Yuan Mansion to ask for rewards." ”

"You, which of you dares? I am Yuan Xiu of the Yuan Mansion, who dares to arrest me? The boy was a little stupid, and immediately followed Yan Qing's train of thought and shouted. What people are most afraid of is losing the initiative.

"You still say that you are a child of the Yuan family, is the style of the Yuan family like you? Would Mrs. Yuan, who cherishes his reputation so much, allow the children of the Yuan family to do this? There must be a fake, everyone catches him, and if you catch him, you can get a reward. Yan Qing waved her hand and shouted. The passers-by on the side looked funny, of course they didn't dare to come out, after all, there were more than a dozen little guys there.

The boy was angry, I don't know if it was because Yan Qing disturbed his good deeds, or because Yan Qing said that he was not a descendant of the Yuan family. He shouted, "What did I do to me, I just wanted to see if she was ugly, you see how she was wrapped in a headscarf." Come on, shut the mouth of that Confucian for me. ”

The dozen or so little guys heard the master's words, and they all rushed up to catch Yan Qing with great momentum. Yan Qing smiled freely, but still shouted loudly, "Come on, come on, come and catch this person who pretends to be a child of the Yuan family and ruins the reputation of the Yuan family......", the boy was even more angry, "Catch him, catch him." Yan Qing shouted while dodging, using skill, with the strength of the pounce, a few jumps, a few spins, a few punches and kicks, and the dozen or so little guys fell to the sky, with a blue nose and a heavy face, but he was still fluttering, not panting and not beating, and the end was chic. Seeing that the street people next to him applauded loudly, Yan Qing smiled and arched his hand, "Accept and concede." ”

The boy saw Yan Qing's hands and feet like this, his face turned pale, and he shouted stiffly: "You, you wait." I'll call someone and give you a good look. With that, he hurried back, and when the little servants saw the master walking, they also got up one by one, and followed back with grinning teeth.

Seeing that the gentleman was walking away, Yan Qing couldn't help but shake her head and smile, she was still reckless, she was in charge of big things, and she actually cared about these boring little things. He turned back to look at the women, who he hadn't noticed.

The women also walked over in a curling manner, all of them were twenty-eight year-old girls with black hair like paint, skin like jade, and light bodies, and they hugged one of them lightly. Although the woman was wrapped in light veil, she didn't see her face, but her hair was like a dark cloud, her skin was like clotted fat, Ling Bo walked slightly, her slender waist swayed, and her socks were dusty. The woman was slightly blessed, spit out a clear voice, and said, "Thank you Gongzi for relieving the crisis." ”

Looking at the woman's swaying figure in the wind and blowing the willows, especially the lotus-colored clothes, Yan Qing's heart moved. He took out the jade flute on his waist and played it, and the sound of "babbling" began.

"Is that you?" The woman in the blue dress was also slightly stunned.

"It's you!" Yan Qing can finally be sure. He became excited, bowed with both hands and saluted, "In Xia Yanqing, meet the girl." Hearing a song, the worries are unforgettable. ”

The girls beside them saw Yan Qing like this, but they became nervous, because they were all dancing girls in the house, and they were not allowed to have too much contact with others, and today was also because of the Lantern Festival, it was rare for the adults in the house to allow them to come out for a walk, if they had contact with outsiders, it would be okay, especially the woman among them. They then glanced at Yan Qing gratefully but vigilantly, hurriedly blessed Yan Qing, and hurriedly pulled the woman back, in the direction of Situ Mansion.

The woman in the blue dress wrapped in a veil was pulled by the girls and hurriedly walked back, and hurriedly looked back and whispered: "Little woman Diao Chan." ”

It's Diao! Yan Qing is stupid!