Xiaohong waited for three days, Jing Tingrui didn't show up, and he didn't pick up customers these days, so he was always in a mood. 【】

The Emerald River in the day is a dead silence, at night, the lights are on, the lights are brilliant, the painting boats will be restored to life, lively and extraordinary, the glass boat is even more like a cloud, and the profligate laughter is endless!

Xiaohong was alone, in the luxurious bedroom with incense, tiptoeing, spinning and dancing, entertaining himself.

I don't care about you! Stinky bitch!

Bang!

Suddenly, the door was rudely slammed open, and the old mother ouch! With a thud, he almost fell in.

Xiao Hong suddenly retracted his feet, sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Hmph, isn't Hong'er here?! Dare to lie to Lao Tzu that people are not there! The intruder staggered through the door, smelling of alcohol. Although he wore a silver crown on his head and a brocade embroidered robe, the crown was crooked and the placket was torn open, looking like a prodigal child.

Du Gongzi. Xiao Hong didn't give him a good face, helped up the old mother, and said coldly, I am not feeling well today and I don't see guests.

Du Rongcai, this year's twenty eight, his father Du Jiangui for the imperial history, the status is second only to the prime minister, the year before last the Du family and Tong Jun Wang as a family, the son Du Rongcai is married to the daughter of the county king as a wife, has given birth to a pair of children.

Originally, Du Rongcai was Du Jian's old son, extremely favored, he had four sisters, all of whom were married, I don't know if he grew up in a pile of women, although he was handsome, but his behavior always lacked manliness.

At first, he came to Liulifang and was very fond of Xiaohong, giving all the gold, silver and jade.

Thinking of his goodness, Xiaohong naturally treated him politely, but later, as the days of getting along became longer, he felt that he was both cunning and hypocritical and a bastard!

Relying on his father to be a big official in the court, he relied on the banquet account many times, not to mention, obviously just playing tea and chatting with the wine, but he drugged the wine and took the opportunity to violate the unconscious Xiaohong.

After Xiaohong woke up, he was untidy, dirty, and angry, and immediately told the old mother, although the old mother reprimanded Du Gongzi with a face, but after all, he was a relative of the emperor and the country, and he couldn't take what happened to him.

And Du Rongcai knew that he had broken the rules of Flower Street, but he also restrained himself for a while, and later, he sent a box of deep-sea pearls to Xiaohong, as compensation.

He also said that he brought a distinguished guest to Xiaohong, the special envoy of the Jialan Kingdom, a man in his early forties, with dark and rough skin, wrapped in a white silk turban, tall and strong, he was not good-looking, but he was generous, or he could make people stunned!

On the first day they saw Xiao Hong, the Jialan people nodded outward.

Xiao Hong looked outside, there was a boat on the river, a two-story building, and a boatman, he looked at the man with some confusion.

This ship is for you. Speaking in a less authentic vernacular, the man said.

It was the first time that Xiao Hong had received such a big gift, not only was the ship fully furnished, but also gold, silver and jade, and even the old mother was dumbfounded, and she didn't know how to serve this distinguished guest.

However, this man did not come many times, only about three times, and he was cautious, and even the wine he drank and the food he ate had to be tested for poison with a silver needle.

And unlike other guests who warmed up overnight and loved not leaving, as soon as this man came, he basically grabbed Xiaohong like a monkey in a hurry, and there was no mood at all, and only then would those masked guards with knives retreat outside the door.

If the man finishes venting, he will leave immediately, and he has no nostalgia for Xiao Hong, and when he receives such a guest who doesn't even speak, Xiao Hong really feels that he has become a thing, or rather, it's not as good as a thing.

Since introducing this high-roller to Xiaohong, Du Rongcai hasn't seen him for a long time, as if he deliberately avoided it.

Xiaohong is also happy to be idle, because he doesn't want to see him.

Hong'er, I think you're thinking so hard! Du Rongcai screamed exaggeratedly, beating his chest with his hands, and tears really flowed out.

The old mother hesitated to call someone to come, but even if the thugs in the boat came, they didn't dare to touch this Du Gongzi.

What do you really want? This is not the place where you can go wild! Xiao Hong saw the old mother's difficulty, so he let her go out first, and whispered, I am here.

This Du Rongcai is a paper tiger, the old mother looked at Xiao Hong, who was actually in the upper hand, and Du Gongzi, who was drunk and crazy, and then withdrew and closed the door.

Hong'er! Wow! At that moment, the old mother heard Du Rongcai's howl again, and couldn't help but shake her head.

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Autumn...... What's good in autumn?

The dormitory of the East Palace is deep and cool, Chun Yu Aiqing has changed the lake-colored dark flower pattern silk nightgown, hugged his arms and stood by the window, this round carved Seven Fairies Xuan window, facing a corner of the garden.

The moonlight was bright and bright, and the withered willow trees and the autumn chrysanthemums that were as white as snowflakes reminded him of the poems about the beauty of autumn that the warm morning sun made him recite during the day.

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. Aiqing replied, but the master said to be more elegant, not so rustic.

But in addition to the harvest of farmland in autumn, Aiqing really can't think of anything else to look forward to? Just like this garden, there were fireflies earlier, and he and Jing Tingrui couldn't have been happier.

But now, there is nothing.

The fireflies in the evening hall were quiet, and the lonely lamp did not sleep.

By the way, there are also bleak autumn flowers and yellow autumn grass, and the autumn lights are long and the autumn nights are long. He can't memorize his poems about the beauty of autumn, but at this moment, he is in a melancholy and lonely mood, but there are many ancient poems that can be quoted.

Aiqing does not deny that he can't sleep because he misses Jing Tingrui, and the more he can't sleep, the more he misses him.

Ahh After standing in front of the window for a long time, he felt a chill invade, Aiqing rubbed his nose, sure enough, he shouldn't follow the example of the ancients, what flowers before the moon and poetry against him, this can't relieve his boring mood at all, but it is cold enough.

Aiqing decided to give up following Taishi Wen's advice, the elegant style is really not suitable for him, if the master tests him again tomorrow, he can only pretend that he can't answer.

Autumn or something, just let it go with the wind, because now there is a bigger headache.

Ai Qing turned around and saw Xiao Dezi standing beside the pillar of the temple with his neck curled, holding a thick sable sea dragon skin cloak in his hand.

He probably wanted to put it on the prince, and he heard him babbling poetry, so he didn't want to disturb his hard work