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Logically speaking, shouldn't the wolves be left behind, could it be that they have moved?

But where will it go?

Now that the Songxia border is full of landmines, and Wangcai is running around with a pack of wolves, I really don't know what will happen.

Zhe still thought about it for a while, and then looked at the clear vines outside through the entrance of the cave, and watched the bright moon slowly climb up, and then slowly walked towards the end of the cave.

When I got close to the end of the cave, I still found that on the originally empty stone wall, there were two more lines of poetry: "Zixia comes to the girl's surname is Huang, and the boudoir is quiet and fairy." ”

Could it be that it was because someone discovered this wolf hole that Wangcai and they were forced to transfer?

These two poems, obviously there are allusions, according to legend, Emperor Shun ordered Dayu to control the water, Dayu made a model of water smelting that drained into the sea, and stored this model in the cave of Emperor Shun's order, so it formed a scene of "Nine Songs of the Milky Way", Zixia Liuyu a love.

Following the stele of the "Nine Curved Galaxy", a row of small stones was pushed away, and a small stone room at the end of the cave was revealed.

The stone room is strange, walked more than 200 cloths, on the stone wall of 70 zhang long and 10 zhang high, a lot of poems are inscribed on the wall and gradually appear, of which more than 10 are carved on the wall, and the rest are written in ink.

The handwriting written is not all of the same period, those that have been mottled into the dust are written by the Tang Dynasty Yuanjie, and the new handwriting is written with the names of Shen Shen, Kou Zhun and others, including the inscription of Jiang Zhiqi of the imperial history of the court of the current dynasty, and the three big characters of "Guanzhi" written by He Dabin, the auditor of the Zhejiang Society.

"Xianyuan Qidu is longer, and the goose tube cake head is dripping frankincense. Touching the rock like rain, raise the scoop to donate the slurry. "It can be called a scene and a love story, which is quite distinctive.

All kinds of ink treasure rock carvings are written vividly, subtlely, calligraphy strokes are round and smooth, chic and handsome, is it possible, this cave was originally just the residence of Wangcai and the wolves, and the real residence of Wangcai, I still don't know?

Thinking of this, Zhi still felt a little depressed, she gently looked at the bright moon in the sky, thinking about trying her luck again tomorrow, and raised her feet and walked out of the hole.

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One day under the bright moon, Fang Zhongyong took two entourages around him, as if wandering at will, first passed Majia Lane, then passed by Hefu Street, walked to Yunqi Street, and saw the lively Agarwood Pavilion with people coming and going from a distance.

The Agarwood Pavilion is built along the water frontage, and the front and rear gates are facing Yunqi Street and the Jishui River.

At night, the boats on the river are lit with bright lights and candles, welcoming visitors back and forth.

Agarwood Pavilion, is a fifteen zhang four-storey octagonal platform, the eaves pick the moon, the porch is high and low changes and complicated, and it is covered with lake blue glazed tiles, the dark brick and stone paving, each brick tile is engraved with the name of the contractor and the name of the shop, it is a place of singing and dancing.

Fang Zhongyong was well-dressed, and when he arrived at the door, he rolled the saddle and dismounted, picked up a folding fan with a drunken picture of the concubine he carried with him, made a gentlemanly appearance, and swaggered into the gate on the side of the street.

As soon as I stepped into the door, there was already a purple saro skirt, and the proprietress who was holding Juan Pa in her hand came forward with a smile on her face, and looked up and down:

"Childe looks at his eyes, do you want to listen to the song to relieve your boredom, or do you want to be drunk and gentle, or—" He said and blinked, and said with a strange smile, "Something else?" ”

Fang Zhongyong saw that she was interesting, and wanted to tease her, and also explore what this "other" meant.

However, there are still important things to do at the moment, so I can't delay the hour, so I have to snap the fan and smile in front of the boss:

"Mr. Jian came by appointment, the seat has been booked, I wonder if the proprietress can lead the way?" So saying, he put the fan in the old bustard's hand.

The side of this fan is inlaid with the amber ivory of Dadian, Yunnan, and the composition is splashed with ink by the court painters, and the color is added according to the quality of various pigments:

Lingling incense from Yongzhou, musk from Daimyofu, agarwood from Weiyucheng, pear white incense from Qingzhou, Guangyun incense from Taizhou, warm jade incense from Qinchuan and many other spices.

Speaking of which, this was originally an official gift for the birthday of Princess Huiguo, the sister of the current saint Zhao Zhen. It's just because Princess Huiguo died of a sudden illness and left this thing.

Later, after the case was broken, the fan was regarded as ominous, and no one in the palace wanted it. Such a precious thing, if it is lost but unfortunately tight, there is always some suspicion of destroying the heavens.

So Zhao Zhen simply gave this fan to Fang Zhongyong for processing.

Fang Zhongyong took the opportunity to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

The proprietress of the Agarwood Pavilion has seen the world, and she can naturally see this sincerity at a glance, but she doesn't have any surprises, but she still has a kind smile with a hint of slyness: "Gongzi Jian has already instructed the old body, and Gongzi will come with me." ”

"Then there is Boss Lao, don't you dare to ask how to call it?" Fang Zhongyong spoke elegantly.

"Our sex Qiu, you call our Qiu mother." The proprietress took Fang Zhongyong and the other three people to walk along the wooden escalator of the pear blossom carved fence to the second floor, and looked back and smiled.

followed this Qiu Ma upstairs, and went all the way to the west, and at the end, the words "Paper Kite Pavilion" loomed outside the bead curtain door on one side.

Qiu Ma knocked lightly on the door, and motioned for Fang Zhongyong and the others to go in by themselves.

Fang Zhongyong thanked him and handed over a bag with money, but Mama Qiu just squeezed her eyebrows, looking like "you know" and "I understand", Shanshan left.

Seeing her go farther, Fang Zhongyong ordered two attendants to stay outside the door, and he pushed the door and stepped into the room.

This is an elegant and beautiful two-compartment house, the window opens to the river, the window sill leads to vines, the hanging mountains and the eaves of the stone foot are coiled around the columns, such as the green belt is fluttering, although the fragrance is rich and natural, and there is the purpose of preventing eavesdropping,

Poisonous vines and plants, planted on the windowsill, even if there are masters climbing up, it is inevitable that they will not be injured by the small thorns of the vines, or make a sound.

Agarwood Pavilion is indeed not an ordinary amusement place, but a place where the power of spies from various countries is changing.

Fang Zhongyong looked at the room, convex and backward, her big breasts undulated, and Jian Jiao, who didn't look like a woman dressed as a man at all, suddenly understood the weird smile that had been hanging on Mama Qiu's face.

It turns out that the ancients were not unable to distinguish between women and men, but most of them believed that there must be hidden secrets when women disguised themselves as men and met men.

Because the law of the Great Song Dynasty is extremely strict on the distinction between wives and concubines, the concubine room is like a contract worker, the contract can be terminated if you disagree, the status is extremely low, and the concubine presses the wife is subject to legal sanctions.

When Fang Zhongyong saw Jian Jiao, he didn't have any extra greetings, but just went straight to the point: "Jiao'er, you followed the Walking Horse Gang to Western Xia, and also entered Ning Lingge's side for a while, as far as you see, among the people around Ning Lingge and Ye Li's family, can there be people whose appearance is similar to the appearance of the person I painted?" ”

When Jian Jiao saw Fang Zhongyong, her eyes showed joy, but she quickly put it away and said softly: "I inquired about many people, I see, this person is somewhat similar to Yeli Renrong and Yeli Wangrong, but the bloodline is difficult to measure absolutely by appearance, after all, there are many people in the world who look similar." ”