Pushui Liqiao sighed at the Spring Festival Gala, but he took red powder into the boudoir. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Scattered the dream of a thousand golden red dresses, who said that spring is not accompanied by you.

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The south of Pushui is the most prosperous place of smoke and willows in the whole city.

The red powder puff is fragrant, and even the bluestone slab is dipped in some crispy fat powder.

Qunfang Courtyard is located in the center of the whole field of smoke and willows, and is located in the other red mansions, like a pearl placed in the sand table, extremely dazzling.

There are four courtyards in Qunfangyuan, which are divided into four directions, called Spring Garden, Autumn Garden, Summer Garden, and Winter Garden.

At the time of the four seasons, the scenery of the four courtyards is different.

Qunfang Courtyard chiseled a branch of Pushui again, the water flow runs through the rockery between the pavilions, there is lotus in summer, there is snow plum in winter. Among the pavilions, covered with red silk, full of precious fruits, everywhere is the sound of laughter and joy, there is a unique artistic conception of paradise.

In the middle of the four courtyards, there is another attic building, which has a viewing stage, also known as the dream platform.

Limengtai is a marble stage made of moon-white stone faces, which is circular in shape and has a height of one floor.

Around the stone platform, eight live springs, bubbling out, along the edge of the stone platform, gurgling and flowing, forming a clear stream from the dream platform, fresh and tender petals float on it, ingenious.

Eighteen bronze candlesticks, all over the surroundings of the dream platform, Luan Feng is the head, Luan Feng is lit with red candles in his mouth, reflecting the moon white stone platform is a blur.

Around the Dream Tower, a three-storey attic was built to enclose the stone platform, which can be used for guests to enjoy dancing, drinking, and laughing. There are one hundred and fifty tables in the attic, which can seat four or five hundred people.

On the top of the attic, gathered into a spire, at the top of the tower hung with gold thread one hundred and eight pearls of the night, and in the middle ten, the size of a baby's fist, shining.

The four sides of one hundred and eight night pearls are surrounded by a vertical circle with a copper mirror, and the luster of the night pearl is concentrated and refracted on the moon-white stone platform, and the silver-white clear light is like falling from the sky, which is vaguely visible, sprinkled on the stone platform, making the stone surface more crystal clear like jade.

Tonight, in the entire Qunfang Courtyard, there is one person who is the happiest and most distressed.

That is the Wan Niang who stands outside the door and is left and right - the proprietress of the head of Qunfang Courtyard.

There is a way to come and be a guest, for this Wan Niang, who is over thirty years old and still has an undiminished demeanor, there is only a reason to welcome, and there is no reason to refuse.

Wan Niang's daughters trained in Qunfang Courtyard are all beautiful and artistic, alive and fragrant, and famous for many years.

But with so many people coming tonight, she knows better than anyone else that they are all running for this corner tonight.

Bai Yueyao, this world-famous artist, a real music and dance master, is also known as "talented Xizi", her appearance is comparable to Xi Shi, and she is drunk when she looks at it, so naturally she is not comparable to these daughters of Qunfangyuan.

The reason why Bai Yueyao chose Qunfang Courtyard was nothing more than to take a fancy to such an excellent location from Limengtai.

The arrival of this family immediately caused a sensation in the whole city.

It stands to reason that I should be happy, I have a lot of silver to collect, and a lot of favors to sell.

But this Bai Yueyao's appeal is too strong, and more than 1,000 people have been blocked outside the door of Qunfang Courtyard from morning to night.

Wan Niang divided the 150 tables into 369 and so on, and each was equipped with a red slip so that they could be seated.

The first-class position has naturally been left to the princes and nobles for a long time, but the remaining positions are not easy to distribute, and those who don't meet and greet each other on weekdays suddenly appeared this hereditary prince and grandson, the descendants of the famous generals, not to mention those rich businessmen and regular customers.

Isn't it offending people left and right?

"Alas, my red sign is lost, but I am really a baron given by Wei Jun!" A gray-bearded old man wearing a jade crown in a brocade robe and a slightly chubby figure shouted, "Ouch, I'm worried to death, I originally ran out secretly without my wife, and you still let me go back to get the knight's seal?" Aren't you going to kill me? ”

Everyone burst into laughter, this kind of trick, compared to the previous person who shouted to hang himself, obviously did not have much better effect.

"You have to believe me, if you don't believe me, let me go in and go to Count Kang to testify!" The graybeard shouted again.

Wan Niang had no time to take care of this person, so she called two strong men to send him out, and called seven or eight charming girls to help sort out the list and distribute red signs.

In less than half an hour, there were only a dozen or so red sticks left. But at a glance, there were still six or seven hundred people standing outside, and the queue had already lined up on the Pushui Bridge, grabbing such a little red sign, and there was even a crazy phenomenon of some people "asking for 100 gold".

Chang Yu and a few people don't have these troubles, and now they have handed over the red sign, sitting leisurely on the third floor and drinking tea and eating.

The third floor is the best place to enjoy the dance, with only 20 tables, which are blocked by screen curtains, and each table is a small box, which is richly decorated and quite private.

This position is so good that Chang Yu himself can't believe it.

This is not because Chang Yu is more than the prince.

"Brother Zhan is really at stake, he bumped into that fat man while walking, and stole the red stick." Mao San said in admiration of Zhan Jiao.

"Ahem." stretched out his chest, pretending to be serious, "How did you speak, it was obviously him who fell to the ground, how can it be called stealing!" ”

"This ......" Mao San stretched out his hand to scratch his face, and said suspiciously, "Brother Zhan, didn't you knock out the red sticks on that fat man's body?" ”

"yes, you're such a dead man!" Zhan Zhi said angrily, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to scold Mao Sansan.

Mao Er glanced at Chang Yu and interjected, "Brother Zhan, Brother Chang often says, a little more sincerity, a little less routine." ”

The crowd laughed.

Chang Yu couldn't help laughing, Mao Er, this kid, is learning and using it.

Chang Yu didn't expect that tonight's Qunfang Courtyard would be so popular, it seems that this Liu Ruyin girl didn't help much, so this kid will make this decision.

It's a good place to steal, Chang Yu smiled secretly.

If you steal it, you will be safe.

"Mao San, you go and call some girls to come and drink for our Uncle Chang to relieve his boredom, and this Uncle Peng, his face is serious every day, his expression is about to stiffen, he is tired of being so tense, you go and call the two water spirit girls to help him moisten it!" Zhan Zhi shouted at Mao San, with a tone of calling the younger brother.

When Gu Gaoyang heard this, he was so angry that his eyebrows were blown, but he knew that Zhan Zhi had always been full of nonsense, and there was nothing he could do about him.

Chang Yu and the others have been to Qunfang Courtyard a few times, and they are very familiar with it.

Mao San said yes, and without saying a word, he was about to get up and go out, and a sweet voice came from the door:

"Yo, what kind of girl does this Uncle Zhan want, look at the sisters I brought with me?"

Hear the sound first, crispy to the bone.

A phantom of a red dress and a green robe poured into the box, and the room was full of fragrance.

The woman at the head is wrapped in a pale pink dress, covered with a white gauze coat, revealing a beautiful neck and a clearly visible collarbone, with a graceful gait, soft and delicate, three thousand green silk tied up with a red belt, a butterfly hairpin on the head, a wisp of green silk hanging down on the chest, thin powder, only adding color, the faint red door on the cheeks, creating a kind of pure skin like petals as delicate and lovely, in the eyes, full of red dust and pink charm, and a bit of perseverance, people feel very like.

When the three Mao brothers saw this woman coming, their eyes were amazed, and they couldn't help but be in a trance, only Peng Gaoyang glanced at it lightly.

"Miss Liu Ruyin, you didn't arrange a good seat for your Uncle Zhan!" When Zhan saw Liu Ruyin, he teased.

"Uncle Zhan doesn't know, Ruyin has tried her best, but it's a pity that Wan Niang is in charge tonight, and no one can say it, not to mention that the little woman is not the top card of the Oiran, and the weight of her words is naturally a little lighter." Liu Ruyin said quietly.

She walked over to Chang Yu and sat down.

The girls also sat down and greeted their guests.

"Miss Liu, don't come unharmed." Chang Yu smiled.

"Ruyin is fine." Liu Ruyin looked at Chang Yu with a pair of eyes that could speak, with a smile in her eyes.