Poetry is right, there is wine and meat, there are beauties, and there are lingering ancient sounds, how leisurely life is.

Here, literati? Taikang literature? Western Jin Dynasty style bones? I couldn't even talk about it for a while.

The front seats around the dancing girl are still low couches unique to this era, while the back row is a high chair modified according to the habits of the Hu people.

And there is a carved fence between the two, and the hierarchy is self-evident; As far as the eye can see, the front row is full of brocade clothes, the locust leaves are cold, and the outer corners of the fence are like Yang Wuyang, dusty and dusty, draped in linen, and the poor acid is engraved all over the body.

A feudal society with a strict hierarchy is vividly displayed.

Naturally, they were led all the way to the corner of the high chair by the shopkeeper.

Watching people cook, this shop's junior is a clever one.

"Guest officer, wait a minute, the food will arrive soon."

"Okay, thanks."

Xiao Douding pulled Yang Wuyang's sleeve and whispered: "Wuyang, there are a lot of rich people here, but those two people didn't follow." ”

"Yes, we are indeed too poor, but it is much more comfortable to sit than to kneel." Yang Wuyang said talkingly, and unhurriedly took off the head cloth in his hand.

As the head cloth was removed, a clean face was revealed, with three thousand strands, tied up high with a black hairband, with a face like a full moon, and mediocre facial features, but a pair of apricot eyes were unusually bright and more than delicate.

Xiao Douding stared at Yang Wuyang with a pair of black eyes and said, "Wuyang, it's good that you are like this now." ”

Yang Wuyang touched the smooth skin on his cheeks and said softly: "Indeed, it is much more comfortable, but my eyes were really bad before." "But I still complain in my heart, what do you want to hide with such a clumsy technology? He has been diligent since birth.

Corners, high seats, high chairs, and few people, but they are all neatly dressed and clean, and it seems that at least they have no worries about food and clothing.

The guqin is still the same, the literati are, and the poetry is opposed, but all of this has nothing to do with Yang Wuyang and others in the corner.

Yang Wuyang touched the only broken silver left in his pocket, and sighed almost inaudibly, "Are you really going to sleep on the streets?" ”

"Wuyang, look, those two people are here."

Yang Wuyang, who was interrupted by Xiao Douding and pondering, turned his head to look in the direction he came from, and sure enough, in the corridor not far away, he saw two people, led by Xiao Er just now.

"Childe, are you sure you don't go to the front row? After all, the back 、、、、。 The shopkeeper flattered and flattered, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voiceless voice.

"No, I'm with those two."

The man was dressed in a navy blue dress, fluttering resolutely, with strong and powerful eyebrows and eyes, as deep as an ancient pool, wheat-colored skin, and restrained lips; The restrained and calm bearing, like the cold plum stretching alone on the cliff, is not cold and fragrant, and it is really worthy of the son.

followed by a son, with a crown and a broad belt, a blue Chinese robe with wide sleeves; Slightly soft facial features, slightly immature, and weak temperament, which makes people close; No one could have imagined that this was a top-notch master, and that he was murderous.

A beautiful man with a hundred flowers blooming and a unique temperament, when he meets for the first time, he is really glorious; Under the cover of the demonic beauty, it is unattainable and unfathomable.

Yang Wuyang suppressed the slight surprise in his heart and did not make a sound.

"Two sons, please sit down, the dishes will be here in a while."

The two sat down one after the other, but Yang Wuyang still didn't speak, "Calm, casual, and unceremonious, the brocade clothes and jade can't eat the eyes, so I have to eat the bad chaff." ”

Elegant and self-satisfied, no matter where you are, its brilliance can compete with the sun.

The second shop that served the tea and the second shop who reported the menu, one was to attract the people next to them to look sideways.

"The best Zhu Xia autumn wine in this store, son, please, this is the son of Fuqin invited you to drink, no money, that son said, the wine should be matched with talented and beautiful people, the most suitable but, there is also this jade jade chicken, autumn fruit Chunhua, the store's signboard, together with the past, please use it slowly."

The man slowly picked up the cup of Zhu Xia Shiqiu and shook it, "Oh、、、, I don't know what this son is called, what a good intention, but I will be disrespectful, and then, I will go to thank you." ”

"I heard a friend call him Anren, he and his mother also came here, the road is far away, the money on his body is scattered, our shopkeeper sees his talent, so he leaves him here to play the piano."

"It's a rare friend."

"Then, son, you use it slowly, if you have something to greet the villain, the villain will step down."

People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, no matter how good a pair of skins are, they can't match the gilded brilliance of a body, and their meal is really disgraceful, but of course they will not be hypocritical when they have leftover silver.

A meal, originally hungry, but in the end, it is not tasteful, like sitting on pins and needles, accompanied by the lingering sound in the ears, only the expanding doubts in the mind, the mood disturbed by the sound of the piano, or the brilliance in front of the eyes.

That night, Yang Wuyang was lying on the hard bed, and his mind was clear.

The tail, which has been monitored for several months, disappeared without a trace from the moment he and Xiaodouding set foot in Yecheng; Followed by two benefactors who came to the rescue from the darkness, the scorching brilliance and unfathomable; Walking together all the way, it is really like seeing unevenness on the road, drawing a knife to help.

Can't escape, the string of the kite will always be in the hands of the invisible shadow, maybe one day, that person will let go, maybe not let go for the rest of his life, maybe burn the line and destroy it; Instead of waiting for the mercy of others, it is better to strive for self-improvement and take the initiative to grasp.

As the night deepened, a nimble figure walked from the room, and after turning around, he disappeared into the winding path, and this person was Yang Wuyang, who was walking around sleeplessly.

In ancient times, large families were divided into inner courtyards and outer courtyards, and this inn was the same, but Yang Wuyang, who had been going around for half an hour, finally recognized a reality, the inn in the front yard was just the tip of the iceberg, and the garden landscape in the backyard, Qionglou and jade, occupied the ground and land, which made people staggering.

In the dead of night, only the crickets and gnats in his ears, and when he was turning around a pillar of incense, Yang Wuyang finally stopped at the door of the "Gonghua Pavilion".

"Gonghua Pavilion", remote and independent of other courtyards, although he did not step into, but the subtle sense of oppression, Yang Wuyang still decided to stop there.

Yang Wuyang looked at the "Gonghua Pavilion" and disappeared into the night.

Of course, Yang Wuyang didn't know that there were two people who watched him leave so quietly, and these two people were still his nominal saviors.

"Childe, do you want to let Zheqi follow."

"No, let's go, someone has been here for a long time."

With that, the two walked in the other direction.

In the antique private room, a young man with a smooth jade face, holding the elixir and jade liquid, sat on the windowsill obliquely, looked at the dark sky with confused eyes, and whispered softly, "Zhu Xia and autumn, it is really good," After speaking, he raised his head and drank again, and then, the lotus step on his toes was light, the shadow of the tree shook, he jumped up, and sat firmly on the roof.

Immediately after, another navy blue figure came with the wind and gently landed opposite the man.

"Master Horse, what are you worried about? A drink and a peck, it is not predetermined, there are all causes. ”

The horse master who held the jade pot in his hand, looked at the man opposite with confused eyes, drank the elixir jade liquid in his hand, and gently threw the slender fingers, the jade pot slid across the parabola, and in an instant, the other hand, a folding fan struck towards the jade pot, and suddenly, a crisp impact sound pierced the night sky, and the jade liquid splashed away.

The phantom that flickered by, steadily caught the falling folding fan, and stood on the ridge behind the visitor.

You are willing to fight iron horses with guns, and the soldiers are only waiting for the city gate to be broken!

You are willing to overturn a Shaohua and brush away the sunset for Qing!

You are willing to taste the bitterness of the floating dust, but it is a pity where the Yiren are going!

You are willing to ascend to the Nine Heavens and look at the world in a white robe!

You are willing to fall into front of the empty door and leave behind the three thousand worries of the red dust!

You are willing to put on a robe and shave off the green hair of the monk from now on!

The man's misty eyes finally closed slowly, and he leaned against the roof as if he were asleep.

The man in the navy blue robe, with a pale look in his eyes, sat on the roof, his eyes looking north.

This night, after returning from being a gentleman on the beam, Yang Wuyang still couldn't sleep at night, and in the second half of the night, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie was deeply trapped and didn't want to wake up.

Grandpa's love, aunt's pampering, and the company of colleagues are so warm, close at hand, just a touch of a mirage; In the next second, he was like a bystander, and the grievances and grievances in the fairyland of the viewer were still familiar with the scenes and characters.

A pair of golden boys and jade girls, both of them are defeated, spitting blood; The man's white clothes are fluttering, his ink-like eyes are inexplicably shocking and lamenting, and his jade-like face is full of pain; Opposite the man, a woman in a lake-green gauze dress, with a slender body, ethereal steps full of poignant, and her sparkling eyes full of incredulity and determination; A fiery young man came in the wind, and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth all showed his good mood, but he was always just a bystander, unable to touch or integrate.

"Wuyang, Wuyang," a burst of ethereal voices called to him, eager and familiar, Yang Wuyang seemed to think of something, and sat up suddenly.

What caught his eye was Xiao Douding's worried black eyes, "Wuyang, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine, it's just too tired." Yang Wuyang wiped the sweat from his face.

"It's okay, Wuyang, the innkeeper is here."

Yang Wuyang followed Xiao Douding's finger and looked, a stunning beauty was looking at him with a smile on her face, and the person who came was the innkeeper who saw her last night.