This spring rain lasted for a day and a night, and it gradually stopped in the early morning of the next day. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the willows are still around.

Walking out of the door, Zhao Yu took a deep breath of the air with the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and the whole person fluttered.

The courtyard after the rain is fresh and full of bright colors, the bamboo leaves are dripping with water droplets, the grass is growing stronger, and the stone path winds into the cloister of the Li Mansion.

"Ancient times are definitely more suitable for human habitation than later generations, hehe, if I don't live to be a hundred years old, I'm sorry for the air here!".

Zhao Jue tidied up the long shirt on his body, his face was full of vitality, and he ran into the distance, and when someone in the yard touched him, he greeted him with a smile.

"Yo, Steward Zhao, are you going to run again?"

"Well, the event is ......", Zhao Yu nodded to Lao Gao, who was in charge of the gatekeeper, and ran out of the Li Mansion.

Lao Gao held his hands and watched Zhao Jue leave in the still slightly cold spring breeze, muttering: "What a good young man who can endure hardships."

Many people have become accustomed to Zhao Zhu's behavior similar to self-suffering, he gets up early every day and always has to run around the street, which in their opinion, is to endure hardship.

Zhao Jue walked out of Huiyun Lane, ran all the way to the east, crossed two streets, and then ran south along the outskirts of the most prosperous neighborhood.

On one side of this street is the backyard of the splendid pavilion, and from it, babbling women can be heard.

The soft tone, with a hint of sleepiness, the strange and soothing tune that he couldn't help but feel emotional, he had listened to too many times these days.

Zhao Jue ran through the street, waved his hand at a certain place in the pavilion from a distance, and he could also see that in an open pane, a woman in a pale green dress smiled at him and waved her hand, the swing of her hand was so small that sometimes Zhao Jue couldn't even tell whether she was swinging or not.

However, Zhao Jue didn't care, as long as he put it, it would be fine.

"Huh~ Huh, I've finally run half of it, and there's still half of it, hold on!" , Zhao Jue took a big breath, it turned out that he regarded this place as his midpoint station, and every time he passed by here, his heart would implicitly surge with strength.

And since Lin Yue waved his hand casually more than half a month ago, there were people in the pavilion who responded.

Lin Yue didn't know each other, and even, he couldn't even see each other's appearance clearly, but he thought it was funny, so he persevered, every time he passed by here, he would wave his hand, and in that pane, sometimes there were people, sometimes no one, most of the time, there were people.

Facing the morning breeze, running in the ancient streets, secluded streets and alleys, there are not many people, but in the courtyard where the sound of singing is heard, occasionally a small door will open, and a man who sleeps here overnight will come out in a panic.

This kind of place is the legendary Qinlou Chu Pavilion.

Qinglou, also known as a brothel, in ancient times, was a kind of business that made sure to make money without losing money, and those who could open Qinglou had to have a bit of a strong backstage.

Huaning City is not large in scale, but it adheres to the prosperous and prosperous prostitute tradition of the Great Song Dynasty, in this small city, there are four well-known Qinglou, and there are no less than dozens of other small fights.

The women of the Qinglou are not all selling their bodies to entertain people, and there are also some Qingbai daughters called geisha.

Geisha don't sell their bodies, but it is often they who are the main signs of a certain green house, and they can attract more customers than those daughters who sell their bodies.

For example, the pavilion that Zhao Jue just passed through is the Ziyun Building among the four famous buildings in Huaning City, the most famous of which is a geisha named Jiuji, who is good at playing the piano and whisking, and is also quite proficient in poetry.

After the rain on the long street, there is some water on the ground, Zhao Chu is not fast, but his rhythm is well controlled, the rhythm of the ups and downs of the body looks very dynamic, he is not tall, nor is he a majestic body, running on the long street, dashing, elegant.

Soon, he disappeared from the long street.

Standing in the Ziyun Building, the woman behind the pane retracted her gaze, closed the window, walked to the table, burned the incense burner, opened the old poetry collection, and read it slowly.

Her plain white fingers moved slightly on the poetry book, with an inexplicable smile on her face, and even when she read those sad poems, she didn't have the depression of the past.

The maid on the side saw the look on the woman's face, and couldn't help muttering curiously, "Sister Ji, what's wrong?" Early in the morning, I smiled, is there any son who asked Sister Ji Ji to kiss? ”。

Over there, hearing the sound of the maid muttering, the woman raised her head slightly, a faint resentment welled up on her gentle and dignified face, and she glanced at the maid angrily, and scolded: "Dead girl, what bad things are you saying about me behind your back?" ”。

The maid was startled, and immediately waved her hand again and again, and said anxiously: "No, no, I mean Sister Zhenji, you look so good when you smile, the most beautiful Oiran in our Huaning City is you!" ”。

He glanced at her and said with a smile: "I don't care about those vain things, if you want to be an oiran, you can be a good one."

"Hee-hee, I'm happy, but everyone doesn't choose me...... I'm going to pour tea for Sister Jiji! The maid stuck out her tongue, turned around and ran out.

Qi Qi opened the ancient poetry book, read it again, and as she read it, a faint smile appeared on her face again.

Outside the window, the long street after the rain stretched out in the sun, and the pedestrians on the street began to gradually become crowded.

Zhao Yu ran over, returned to the Li Mansion, carried the pastries as usual, and went to the bamboo forest pavilion to teach Xiaolian to calculate.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, a faint flush welled up on his cheeks, and the whole person was in excellent spirits, this state was much stronger than when he first crossed over.

Seeing Xiaoting from a distance, Zhao Yu was also in a happy mood, and couldn't help but exhale slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the kiosk, there are already people.

By the small pavilion, Xiaolian who walked around was very anxious, she sat down for a while, stood up for a while, walked around the pavilion for a while, and stomped her feet with a face full of grievances, and the whole stomach seemed to be full of gas, and she couldn't stop at all.

Suddenly, hearing footsteps in the woods and seeing Zhao Zhu coming from there, Xiaolian's expression suddenly became happy, and she trotted in front of Zhao Zhu, shouting, "Zhao Zhu, I have something to tell you...... and consulted with you".

Zhao Jue smiled and said, "What's the matter?" ”。

"That's it...... It's ......", Xiaolian looked embarrassed, opened her mouth several times in succession, but didn't say the next words.

Her jade hand was raised a few times in mid-air, and then put it back, very tangled.

Zhao Jue looked strange and asked her, "What is it?" His eyes widened and he leaned his head slightly, trying to see something in her eyes.

Xiaolian lowered her head, stomped her feet, and finally bit her lip, ruthlessly, and suddenly raised her head and said, "It's about me marrying you."

"Smack!".

Zhao Jue was leaning his head over, but he didn't expect Xiaolian to raise his head suddenly, the voice was very loud, and he was suddenly startled, his hand trembled, and the pastry he was carrying fell to the ground.

However, he couldn't care about the pastries at this time, the whole person was a little confused, he didn't know what expression to do on his face, just stared at Xiaolian, and subconsciously asked, "What did you say just now?" You and me...... Get married? ”。

Xiaolian blushed, lowered her head, and said angrily: "Yes, Miss said that she would marry me to you, and said that she would pass through the door this year...... I blame you, people have lost their lives! ”。

Zhao Jue slowly came back to his senses from his shock, looking at Xiaolian's shy appearance, but his heart swelled with great happiness: "Miss...... Wise! ”。