Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan were already seated in the private room.

Feng Yan stood behind the beaded curtain of the window, looking at the stage with bated breath, when she suddenly heard a knock behind her.

"Come in." Wei Xingzhen said softly.

A small servant came into the house with tea and put the freshly brewed tea cup on the table next to Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen's seats.

Putting down the tea, the little guy was not in a hurry to leave, but bowed slightly to Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan.

"Two, on the third day of September today, for Boya Xing, the small shop has prepared two riddles, I don't know if you two have the leisure to guess?"

Hearing that she was going to guess the riddle, Feng Yan forgot about the stage for a while, and turned to look at the little guy, "What's the benefit of guessing?" ”

The man laughed, "I'll have free drinks tonight." ”

Feng Yan returned to her seat, "Let's talk about it." ”

The little guy coughed lightly.

"The first question is: 'The crown is full of Jinghua'. The enigma grid is a pile of gold grids, and the name of an ancient benevolent person is played. ”

"The second question is: 'Bright Autumn Water, Light Spring Mountain'. The enigma grid is a swallowtail grid, playing the name of a brand. ”

Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen both fell into contemplation at the same time.

The so-called puzzle grid is some special structure when making riddles and guessing puzzles, and the "grid" of the puzzle grid is the "grid" of the grid, which is not only a restriction on the puzzle, but also a means to suggest the answer to the puzzle.

The so-called pile of gold grid, also known as broken gold grid, takes the meaning of "piling up broken gold nuggets in one place".

It requires that the puzzle must have at least two words, and each word must be able to be divided into two or three words, which can be decomposed left and right, and up and down;

Dovetail lattices are similar to piles of gold lattices, but are a bit simpler.

The puzzle must also have at least two words, the last word of the puzzle should be separating like a swallowtail, and the meaning of the broken words should be appropriate to the puzzle.

Feng Wei and the others pondered intently, and after a while, both of them let out a chuckle one after the other.

The little guy's eyes moved slightly, "Hey, do you two already have an answer so soon?" ”

Feng Yan sighed lightly, she looked at Wei Xingzhen, "It's in vain that I spent so much effort to dress up...... It turns out that Xingzhen has already told the store here that I want to come. ”

Wei Xingzhen smiled and said in a low voice, "When I made a reservation, I did say that I would go with my wife." ”

The little guy looked left and right on the side, "Let's talk about it, what did you guess?" ”

Feng Yan looked at the little guy, "The first puzzle, the answer to the puzzle is Guan Zhong, the advisor of the Spring and Autumn Qi Huan Gong, right?" ”

"Exactly!" The little guy nodded again and again, "What's the explanation?" ”

Feng Yan said softly, "The word 'pipe', the upper part can be split into 'each', the lower part can be split into an official character, and 'Zhong' can be split into 'people', together, it is 'all officials and people', isn't it exactly 'the crown is full of Jinghua'?" ”

Wei Xingzhen continued, "'Yingying Qiushui' is about the eyes of the daughter's family, and 'Light Spring Mountain' is about the eyebrows of the daughter's family. ”

The two puzzles are basically tailored for the two of them: one praises Wei Xingzhen as an official comparable to a famous man in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the other praises Feng Yan for having a shy face in the closed moon.

It's hard to bother with the boss of this Warm Smoke Pavilion......

Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen, "Are you familiar with the boss of this Warm Smoke Pavilion?" ”

Wei Xingzhen shook her head, "I've only received a few letters of greeting, and I heard that others have been in Chang'an and haven't come to Luoyang." ”

"Yes," the little guy said with a smile on the side, "Our boss came to Luoyang a few days ago, but now he is going south to Jiangnan, and I heard that you two will come on the third day of junior high school, so I deliberately left these two puzzles for the two of you to relieve your boredom." ”

He stretched out his hand and clapped, and two maids behind him walked in with small two flasks.

"This is the 'flower mash' brewed by our boss himself, saying that if you two solve the mystery, you will give it to each other directly" The little guy smiled, "The taste may not be as good as His Majesty's 'red wall', but it is also a rare product in the world." ”

"What's his name?" Feng Yan asked.

"Our boss's surname is Jia, and his single name is a 'drunk' character, and he is drunk."

Feng Yan couldn't help but laugh again - Jia Yan, pseudonym.

Such a straightforward name is ...... It looks particularly free-flowing.

"By the way, because our boss likes to guess riddles, there are also puzzles on the paper of this flower moromino, but these guesses are the names of the plays, so it's not so fun...... If you are interested in guessing the riddle, you can take a look, and if you guess all correctly, we will have a good gift. ”

After the little guy left, Feng Yan stood up and took all the wine jugs in her hand one by one and looked at them.

One wrote, "Search for orphans and rescue orphans, remote to grid." ”

One wrote, "Go to Shaoxing, drop the tail grid." ”

Some can be guessed quickly, and some can probably guess the meaning, but because she has heard less Peking opera, she can't find the corresponding title in her mind.

She flipped through the past one by one, and outside the bead curtain, at this time, a woman's cold and lonely chant came—

"If someone is in the mountains, he will be taken by Xue Lixi"

(Someone seems to be on that hillside)

(Dressed in a sage, a female dill with a belt)

"Both smiling and smiling, Zi Mu Yu is good at smiling"

(She casts a glance at me, her charming smile so flickering)

("Love me, I'm beautiful and elegant...... Graceful. ”）

……

Feng Yan didn't listen to the play, but took the ink pen.

She took off one of the pots of mash from the flowers, laid it flat on the table, and then took the pen and wrote on the desk.

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan and couldn't see what she was writing for a while.

"Ah Yan's writing seems to be a bit too much." He reminded softly, "Most of these puzzles are only two or three words. ”

"I know." Feng Yan said in a low voice, "I'm not writing about their mysteries. ”

Wei Xingzhen was a little puzzled.

"The sun is dark, and the east wind is fluttering and the gods are raining"

(The sky is gloomy, the sun is dark)

(When the east wind comes, the gods rain)

"Stay in the spirit and forget to return, who is the year old?"

(I waited for you, I forgot to return)

(As the years get older, who will give me youth?) ）

……

Feng Yan put down her pen and held the wine note in her hand and sighed softly.

When the ink on the paper was dry, Wei Xingzhen saw her fold the wine note in half and put it into a fist-sized brocade box in her hand—it was the box that Ah Yan had taken all night tonight.

Wei Xingzhen looked at it with some concern.

"Let's listen to the play." Feng Yan put away the brocade box, put it aside, and said to Wei Xingzhen with a smile.

"The people in the mountains are full of flowers, drinking stone springs and pine and cypress"

(I live in the mountains, fragrant as Du Ruo)

(I drink the spring under the stone, and the pines and cypresses also shade me)

"Jun Si, I am suspicious"

(Are you thinking about me, too?) I ...... in my heart Not sure)

……

After the incident, the two left the Warm Smoke Pavilion and took a walk by the Luoshui River.

The sound of the phoenix flute on this road moved, the light of the jade pot turned, and fireworks continued to rise into the night sky in the distant sky, turning into clusters of star showers.

Wei Xingzhen had a lot to ask, but he found that Feng Yan seemed to be trying to muster up her courage all night—she obviously had something to say, but she never found the right time to speak.

Wei Xingzhen waited silently, for fear that her inappropriate opening would rashly disrupt Feng Yan's position.

In the dark, Feng Yan's face was slightly hot.

Even though I had thought about what I had to say a thousand times before, it was still difficult to say it directly......

But in any case, we can't afford to delay it any longer......

A carriage suddenly stopped when it passed by Feng Yan, "Yan'er? ”

Feng Yan was stunned, and when she raised her head, she saw Li's face.

"Mother......?"

Li turned around and slapped Feng Yuandao's hand lightly, "I'll just say I'm not wrong...... Can I admit my own daughter? ”

"Oops." Feng Yuandao rubbed his hands, "I'm not saying you're wrong......"

"Then you won't let me come!"

Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan saluted to the second elder in the car, and after some greetings, Li asked where the two were going next, Feng Yan shook her head - the street scene that should be visited tonight, the music that should be listened to, have been all visited and listened to.

"That's just right, Yan'er get in our car and go back with us." Li said softly.

Feng Yan shook her head again.

"Mother, wait a minute, I have something to say...... Speak to Xingzhen. ”

She pulled Wei Xingzhen's sleeve and walked to the nearby osmanthus tree full of wishing ribbons.

Wei Xingzhen also suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Ah Yan......"

"Let me say it." Feng Yan raised her head and looked into Wei Xingzhen's eyes, "I've been thinking about how to speak these days...... Now that I'm ready, I think I'm ready to talk to Xingzhen about something. ”

"What's ......?"

Feng Yan lowered her head and handed out the brocade box in her hand, "But will this be too sudden for you...... Maybe you'll need some time to think about what to say to me......"

Wei Xingzhen took the brocade box, and just as she was about to open it, she was pressed by Feng Yan on the back of her hand.

"I'll see when I'm gone."

In the autumn night breeze, Wei Xingzhen said goodbye to Feng Yan and his father-in-law and mother-in-law's carriage full of doubts, and he walked under a lantern at the head of the bridge again, and took out the contents of the brocade box three times and five by two.

A carved wood fox fell into his palm first.

Thinking of Feng Yan's various desires tonight, Wei Xingzhen suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

On the edge of the brocade box, there is a note.

That should have been left by Feng Yan when she was in the Warm Smoke Pavilion......

He quickly unfolded the note.

Wei Xingzhen glanced at it, and felt a buzzing explosion in his head, and every cold hair on his body stood up in an instant.

Under the lamplight, Feng Yan's wine note was written in a line of clear small characters-

"The fox turns into a son's body, and the lights are happy in the spring"