The world is clouded with "July and August fire", in this season that is supposed to be a fire, the heat in Chengyang City is still undiminished. At noon, the scorching sunlight smashed into the ancient city wall through the dense and dense branches. Occasionally, a gust of wind was brought up, and the trees were startled and screamed. When the hawkers under the trees heard such a deafening cry, they immediately shook their spirits again and shouted loudly. As far as the eye can see, the smoke willow paints the bridge, the wind curtain is green, and the ten-mile long street is prosperous; The city is full of pearls, households are full of Luoqi, and the people of ten thousand families are happy, and between the exchanges, there are also people cheering and shouting, and there is an endless stream.

On the bluestone slab of Guliu Lane on Fengyang Street, a long red skirt dragged the ground, and the sea was quietly coming out of the "Splendid Workshop" on the side. Then two long figures followed, slightly tightened their pace, and quickly blended into the crowd.

Yingkelou is located in the east of Guliu Lane, facing Fengyang Street in the south, Weishui in the west, and adjacent to Que Mountain. The corridor of the water pavilion in the building, the carved Nanmu wood, the rockery pond, the bamboo forest bridge, the grass and trees are prosperous, elegant and quiet. When the grass grows and the warbler flies, enjoy the small bridge and flowing water, the flowers and butterflies dance wildly, and even more, the flowing water, the chant and the, only stand in the wind, and win countless in the world. Therefore, the people of the time are also known as (mìng) of the "elegant building".

I once heard that back then, when the welcome building had not yet seen its scriptures, the prestigious Qing Shui Lang Sun Mujian inadvertently stayed here. When the plague fell from the sky that year, Huainan and Zixu were deeply poisoned. In the panic, many people took refuge in Chengyang, the nearby capital, in order to seek the protection of the Son of Heaven. Emperor Lin was afraid of the people and contracted the disease, so he ordered the masses to take refuge in Que Mountain. For a while, there was a lot of panic in the capital, whether it was an official, a military official, or a businessman, Jia Buyi all changed color when they heard the mountain.

But at this time, there is a shopkeeper Yang in the welcome building, the name is long, when he was young, he was quite compassionate, seeing this, he couldn't bear the suffering of the people, so he invited the fortunate people who were not infected with his illness into the restaurant, and treated them courteously as guests; He is often not afraid of the plague, going back and forth between the Bird Mountain, and is known to everyone. Shimizu Lang asked the reason, waved his hand and smiled: "The whole country is home", and couldn't help but sigh: "The Kangtai of the country, the whole country is getting closer; The stability of the people, to help the people, this is called the prosperity of the world. Immediately waved the wolf's hair, and put down the eight-character ink treasure of "the end of the world, welcome guests home", and use this town building. Then, the welcome building became famous. So far, in more than ten years, the rectification has been carried out three times, and the literati are noble, and the guests are like clouds, and finally become a generation of famous buildings.

It was the time when the welcome building was full of people, but there was only some whispering in the lobby.

"How surprisingly quiet these two days" The young man Zhong Liu'er muttered in his heart, and at the same time took a plate of cinnamon paste and sent it upstairs, and disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye, hiding behind the screen deftly. You see his eyes roll, and one of his paws is already swooping down towards the plate. The Buddha said: "Between good and evil thoughts". Good and good, just before he was about to succeed, the stinky face upstairs broke straight into his mind, and the "old horseman" Zhong Liu'er scolded in his heart, but he withdrew his hand stupidly.

This is not the usual style of his six children! Zhong Liu'er was annoyed by this, and in a trance, a piece broke into the corner of his eyes, well, how to say, it should be like an underripe watermelon scoop, sweet with a simple and elegant splendid embroidery, like when the ink beads slip down, soaked into the paper and stretched out in front of the eyes.

Ladies and gentlemen, regardless of whether there is such a beautiful state or not, the six children are really thinking like this. He has always been like this - everything can be related to the pen and inkstone - although the six children do not like to read, but they love pen and ink very much, and often pesters the master to ask for advice on pen and strength. The series of actions of grinding, paving, soaking, and lifting the pen are coherent and completed in one go. Although his characters are still immature, they are also beginning to take shape, which is a rare generosity and neatness at his age, of course, thanks to the calligraphy and painting that Qing Mizulang left in the lobby, so that his immature strokes have a common demeanor. The six children were startled, shook their heads, and only hurriedly looked up, and then ran away.

Hai Yan couldn't help but laugh softly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, this kid is getting more and more tired."

The person behind him didn't say a word, but pushed open the hidden door next to him, and waited for Hai Yan to sit down.

The installation in the room is very chic, the glazed tea cup of white jade, the green screen window with gold wire, the tables and chairs are all made of fine rosewood, exuding fragrance, Rao is such a hot afternoon, not those indominantly warm incense, but more pungent and slightly cool, fresh and pleasant, the room is very spacious and bright, through the hollow deep chestnut carved window, you can see the layers of red bricks and tiles on the opposite side of the tea pavilion wine shop and the eaves of the corridor arch that is like Peng spreading its wings, hanging fish and birds. On the eaves, the eaves are carved or painted with auspicious cloud patterns to pray for blessings and fortunes, and rows of bamboo paper lanterns covered with red oil cloth are hung on the beams of the houses facing the street to gather wealth and eliminate disasters. The shape of the red clothes and green pothos shuttles on the blue wave bridge outside the window, "green water surrounds people's homes" This is a good saying, the bluestone slabs that come and go stand with the emerald green weeping willows, swaying in the Lu Yan to the ground, the bell rings and eats, the Hongge is even the boat, and the giant sill is connected to the boat. A prosperous scene of pavilions and rafters disappears from time to time.

"Master, this tea has already been cold, let's let the slave add some warm tea first."

As soon as Hai Yu raised her eyes, she didn't plan to drink tea, but when she saw Qianyu quickly winking at her, she suddenly understood in her heart, withdrew her hand from her sleeve without a trace, and picked up the teacup and pretended to drink.

"It's so hot. out of the way". As he spoke, he took a sip.

"It's not in the way now, you can do it in the winter..."Qian Yu was opening his mouth to persuade, and Cen Wan outside pushed open the door at the right time: "Master, the apricot crisp is ready." ”

"Let's go, don't let the prince's brother wait for a long time." As he spoke, he put down the teacup and got up, stretched out his hand and flicked his sleeve, "It's already past the corner (referring to 9 o'clock to 11 o'clock), I'm afraid that the prince has been waiting for a long time."

He said anxiously: "How can this be a gift to visit people in the afternoon!" If I let my mother know that I went to 'Splendid Fang' to find Hua Niang to listen to the music again, she would definitely scold me. ”

"Don't worry, princess, we only said that today we asked the ghost hand to make apricot cake with your own hands, and if you miss the time, how can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pursue this..."

"But the concubine's side..."Hai Yan knocked his head with his hand, "If you let the concubine know..."

"Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is silent, the lady will definitely not know." Cen Wan said.

As soon as the words fell, Qian Yu received again: "What's more, the rules of the ghost master are there, and we are not lying." ”

"So very good" Hai Yan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and with the posture of a little woman, she moved lightly and walked into the carriage.

The scorching sun was in the sky, the scorching sun was like fire, and the horseshoe nails raised in the air fell on the soft earth, raising a cloud of dust, with the heat and boredom that should be at noon; The delicate iron-tiled wooden wheels rolled rapidly in the alley, making a piercing sound of wheels, and the long howling and neighing of horses (hùo), presenting a different kind of nature and harmony in a field where birds and doves gathered[1].