"The Yue Nu picks lotus on the shore of the autumn water, with narrow sleeves and light Luo, revealing double gold chuan.

The shadow picks the flowers like a face, and the heart is only a common filament.

The wind and waves at the head of the chicken ruler creek are late, the fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no time to come.

The faint singing voice is far away, and the sorrow leads to the south bank of the river. ”

A soft and gentle singing voice floated on the surface of the misty lake. The song came from a small boat, and the five girls in the boat laughed and laughed with the song, rowing the boat to pick lotus, leisurely.

When the Beiyan was in operation, it was located in Yanjing Beihai. The festival is close to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the lotus leaves are gradually broken, and the lotus meat is full. This burst of singing reached the ears of a Taoist aunt by the lake. She has been standing quietly under a row of willow trees for a long time, the evening breeze blows the hem of her apricot-yellow robe, and the thousands of soft threads inserted in her neck are dusty. I only heard the singing gradually disappearing, singing another song by Ouyang Xiu "Butterfly Love Flower", a gust of wind blew, faintly sending two sentences: "The wind and the moon are ruthless, and the old game is like a dream and ......the jejunum is broken."

As soon as the singing stopped, there was a burst of coquettish laughter.

The Dao girl sighed, raised her left hand, looked at a blood-stained handkerchief in her hand, and muttered, "What's so funny about that?" Xiao Nizi just sang blindly, and she couldn't understand the pain and melancholy of lovesickness in Tongzhong. ”

More than ten zhang behind that Dao Gu, an old man in a green robe and long beard has also been standing quietly, only when the two sentences of "Fengyue ruthless people secretly change, and the old game is like a dream and the jejunum is broken" arrived, he let out a very light sigh.

The boat glides on the blue glass-like lake, the five girls in the boat are of different ages, the oldest is nearly double ten, slim and elegant, it is the best time for women, the youngest is only eight or nine years old, although the age is small, but the ice muscle and jade bones, the jade snow is lovely, as if the little fairy running down from the painting.

There is no doubt that this youngest girl is Murong Yan. This time, in addition to her sister-in-law, there were also a few of her new friends who came out to play with her.

The eldest sister who is the oldest and has the most mature figure, but just rolled up her sleeves, drank wine in a big bowl like a man in the rivers and lakes, ate meat in large chunks, and did not care about her image at all, was one of the four generals of the Murong family back then, and the fourth daughter of Uncle Evil Wind of Dongning, the founder of Dayan, and the fourth mother of the Feng family who was famous in the capital.

The other is slightly younger than Feng Siniang, a girl in her twenties, but Qin Mochou, the daughter of Qin Baichuan, the current secretary of the Criminal Department, is as her name suggests, with a graceful posture, if the weak willow supports the wind, just like the smoke and rain in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a trace of hazy and inexplicable melancholy under the beautiful and graceful jade face. Her singing voice may not be the best among the crowds, but singing this Yue Nu lotus picking song from the southern water town, only her singing voice is the most tactful and mysterious, knocking people's hearts.

In addition to these two, there is also a girl like Sister Xiang'er, who is in the cardamom years, she is the daughter of Weng Taibei, the commander of the Eagle Wolf Guard, Weng Xizhu, it is said that because she is close to Sister Xiang'er, she is often recruited into the palace to study, and is deeply favored by Murong Yan's father Yan Wang and all the mothers. However, unlike Sister Xiang'er's casual and eclectic atmosphere, she is dressed in splendid splendor, decorated with pearls and jade, and looks extremely conspicuous, at this time, it seems that because she was compared to Qin Mochou when she was singing just now, she is pouting and stomping her feet to express her depression.

"Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? After Weng Xizhu sang, Sister Xiang'er also hummed softly, but after just humming once, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Not coming, not coming!" After listening to Mo Chou's "Lotus Picking Song", I am not good at getting an axe! ”

"Hmph, we haven't been to Jiangnan since we were young, and it's normal to learn the grace and gentleness that Jiangnan removes!" Weng Xizhu curled her mouth, still a little unwilling to admit defeat, and said: "Mo Chou grew up in Jiangnan since he was a child, and he must have seen Yue women boating and picking lotuses, and it is not surprising that they are more similar than what we have learned!" ”

"Xizhu is right!" Qin Mochou smiled faintly, he didn't care about Weng Xizhu's argument, he just took his hair lightly, looked back at the south, and was slightly distracted.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Feng Siniang finished a bowl of spirits in one go, laughed, and said with a big grin on Qin Mochou's shoulder: "Life is dewed, and the days are hard." We, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, sing songs when we have songs, drink wine when we have them, and live every day happily, so that we will not come to this world again for a ......"

Just when everyone was talking and laughing, the boat leisurely swung out of the lotus leaf bush and came to a waterfront house covered by bamboo forests and tall wine banners.

"Okay, you see, 'Sister-in-law Qin's Fisherman's Family' has arrived." Sister Xiang'er clapped her hands, pointed to the looming wine guise in the bamboo forest, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Qin's fish soup, the fish is the freshest and the best taste, and it is also a must in the whole Yanjing!" ”

"Haha, Xiang'er, you didn't tell it all!" Feng Siniang stood up, stretched her waist greatly, and said with a smile: "The most famous thing about Qin's sister-in-law fisherman is not fish soup, but snake soup!" ”

"Snake, snake, snake soup......" Weng Xizhu couldn't help but be startled when she heard it, thinking that the long, greasy, and very scary creature can also be used as food, and her heart was suddenly frightened, a little scared, and a little disgusted: "Eat, eat snake...... Aren't you afraid of being toxic? ”

"Haha, naturally I'm going to eat poisonous snakes! Snake meat is the same as mushrooms, the more poisonous it is, the more delicious it tastes! The green flesh of the bamboo leaves is delicate, refreshing and smooth! The five-step snake tendon is refreshing, smoked and fried with spicy, the most ......" Feng Siniang smiled heartily, I don't know if it was deliberately to scare Weng Xizhu, or really reminisced about the deliciousness of snake soup and snake meat, and introduced various snake meat dishes with an excited and intoxicated face.

"Babao snake gallbladder, take the snake gall of eight poisonous snakes such as bamboo leaf green, five-step snake, krait snake, red snake snake, etc., add sake, mix and concoct...... It is refreshing, the aftertaste is lingering, refreshing the heart and lungs, and the lips and teeth are fragrant after eating, which is the most delicious holy product to go to the summer and summer! ”

"Saliva snake willow, select big snakes, not bowl size of pythons do not want, take the meat of its tenderloin, add refined salt, soy sauce, green onions, peppercorns...... and so on more than 30 kinds of spices, carefully cooked, its flavor is fresh and fragrant, set spicy and fragrant * tender * smooth * smooth many flavors in one......"

Feng Siniang said with relish, but every time she said the same, Weng Xizhu's face turned pale, and in the end, she almost couldn't help the nausea in her heart, and wanted to run to the side of the boat to vomit.

"Okay, okay, Siniang, don't bully Xizhu!" Seeing that Feng Siniang was talking more and more vigorously, Sister Xiang'er couldn't help but shake her head and smile, pulled Feng Siniang and said, "You don't know, Xizhu was frightened by a snake when she was a child, so don't say these to scare her!" ”

"Alas, what a pity!" Feng Siniang let out a long sigh, shaking her head and looking at Weng Xizhu regretfully, as if she was feeling sorry for her: "Sister-in-law Qin's snake soup, Lao Zhang's haggis, Yanzhao's dog liver...... But they are all one of the eight treasures of the capital, and if they can't taste these delicacies, then what does it mean? ”

"That, that, I can't stop going!" Weng Xizhu seemed to be frightened by the terrible scene described by Feng Siniang, instead of being proud and active in the usual, striving to be the first in everything, but cowardly and cowardly, and said a little weakly: "I remember, Brother Deng Tong wants to ......"

"Don't worry! Let's go to Sister-in-law Qin's place to sit down, and we won't eat snake soup! Sister Xiang'er held her forehead with her hand, grabbed Weng Xizhu, and gently comforted her: "Sister-in-law Qin's fisherman's family is naturally based on fish soup......

"But ......"

"Don't be afraid, Siniang just deliberately scared you......"

"But ......"

“…… You see, even Xiao Yan, who is usually so afraid of insects, is not afraid, of course we won't lie to you......"

In order to comfort the frightened Weng Xizhu, Sister Xiang'er was easy to talk about, and even took Murong Yan as an example, so she finally coaxed Weng Xizhu.

However, Murong Yan couldn't help but secretly shake her head Unfortunately, the deliciousness of snake meat had been tasted in her previous life, and she was originally looking forward to the craftsmanship of this world to see what kind of delicacy she could make into poisonous snakes. It's just that looking at Weng Xizhu's appearance now, she will definitely not be able to do so this time.

Qin's sister-in-law's fisherman's house is built near the water, surrounded by bamboo forests on all sides, dotted with green willows, very elegant and quiet. Sister Xiang'er and Feng Siniang are obviously frequent visitors here, they are familiar with stopping the boat in front of the trestle, and without Xiao Er's guidance, they themselves come to a water pavilion very casually and sit down.

The layout of Qin's sister-in-law's fisherman's house is very distinct, half on the shore and half in the water. The attic near the water is not too big, the whole body is built of bamboo, it looks like a small building on stilts in Yunnan, the upper floor is a small pavilion, and the bottom is the rippling blue waves.

"Little Er, is Sister-in-law Qin here?"

Sister Xiang'er and Feng Siniang are frequent visitors here, Xiao Er naturally recognized the two of them, and knew that they were extraordinary and were great nobles, so he hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, Sister-in-law Qin is cooking a Yunmengyan skirt turtle in the kitchen...... Two young ladies, but do you want the younger one to invite Sister-in-law Qin over? ”

"No, no, Sister-in-law Qin is an elder, as juniors, how can there be a reason for juniors to invite elders to come out to visit." Sister Xiang'er shook her hand again and again, saying no. At the same time, he asked with some curiosity: "What distinguished guests are coming this time, and you want Sister-in-law Qin to cook herself?" ”

"I don't know if it's small!"

Xiao Er hurriedly said: "It seems that a big high-roller from the south made a post half a month ago, sent a lot of gifts over, and put enough gifts!" I heard that it was to entertain the little god of wealth, Deng Xiaohouye, and the ...... of Lu Yuanwai of the Daimyo Mansion"

"Deng Tong, this kid!" Hearing the familiar name, Feng Siniang couldn't help but smile: "The stingy ghost who cried to death when he lost a penny back then is now a little god of wealth." ”

Deng Tong, the little god of wealth, like Feng Siniang, is the descendant of the four generals of the Murong family, and his father Deng Baichuan was named Nan'an Hou because he followed Murong Xing, the king of Yan, to open the country. However, although his father started with military merits, but the little marquis Deng Tong is not interested in martial arts, but for the obsessed with money and businessmen, he has been in charge of the family business since he was ten years old.

"Hmph, what's the use of more money, martial arts are so bad, even I can't beat them!" Weng Xizhu snorted lightly, and seemed to have a lot of dissatisfaction with Deng Tong, the little god of wealth: "Now all the thieves from all over the world have come to Yanjing to say, saying that they are going to hold a thousand kings conference, hum, what little god of wealth, such a big name, beware of being stolen." ”

Murong Yan waited for Sister Xiang'er and the others to laugh and chat, while curiously admiring the scenery of the fisherman's house. She came from the modern world, and she was full of curiosity about all the scenery in this world, and felt that she couldn't see enough of it.

"Hey, Bai Zhantang, where are you running this time?"

And just when Murong Yan was looking at the scenery with great interest, suddenly a clear drink broke the tranquility of the fisherman's house. Immediately after that, a red shadow flashed, swept several feet across the water, and broke into a nearby water pavilion.

"It's not good, it's Zhan Hongyan!"

A young man who looked inconspicuous, just like an ordinary diner, was immersed in eating in the water pavilion suddenly changed his face, and turned around to flee.

However, as soon as he escaped from the Water Pavilion, he was forced by a sword light, and he had to retreat to the Water Pavilion with an upside-down onion.