Ying Zhichu stood in front of the "Liang Mansion" for a long time, so long that she didn't know how many waves of people around her had hurried by.

Dressed in brocade clothes, he looks good again, and he is still staring at the address of the old Liang Mansion, which is inevitably not eye-catching.

"Smack!" A slap on her shoulder.

She was shocked, and when she turned around, she saw that Shock's face was full of worry.

"In broad daylight, how about putting this as a pillar?" Shocking dust has no good airway.

"Why are you here?" Ying Zhichu pinched his shoulders, his beautiful eyes turned, and his voice raised by three points, "You are following me?" ”

"Hmph~ Otherwise?" Jingchen looked sideways, "I don't follow you, I don't know how you died!" ”

"You've been weird since last night, right?" Ying Zhichu didn't care, took out the jade whistle, and asked, "You gave me this thing just to follow me?" ”

Shockdust glanced around, waved at her, and motioned for a change of place.

"I thought you'd go to Qiushui Pavilion, so I ......"

The two of them walked side by side, and their appearance was outstanding, which attracted the girls to look at each other.

"Shock, I'm so grateful you saved me. However, stalking people is not a good habit. ”

Shocking Dust raised his eyebrows, bared his teeth and said, "What? ”

"Well......" Ying Zhichu pondered for a while, and then said: "I mean, if you have anything, just say it, after all, you borrowed me twenty taels of silver and saved my life, and I usually don't care about you." ”

"Speaking of silver, did you forget to pay me back?"

Ying Zhichu tore open the money bag, counted it, and looked regretful, "I only brought five taels, what should I do?" ”

Shocking dust, he twitched his face and pointed to the purse she hung around his waist, "You only brought five taels of silver before you dared to go to Qiushui Pavilion?" Do you know that kind of place, ten gold in one night! ”

"I ......" Oorichu blinked helplessly, muttering, "Should I know?" ”

Shocked Dust slapped his head, and he was even more speechless.

Ying Zhichu looked at him with pity.

"What kind of eyes are you? You won't want to borrow money from me again! "I don't have any money to lend you!" ”

Ying Zhichu shook his head and stretched out two fingers, "Well, I didn't want to go to Qiushui Pavilion, I wanted to." Second, you're a secret guard...... It's hard to put into words. ”

Jingchen heard what she meant, and his head was full of anger.

Okay, the house let her live, the silver was spent on her, and in the end, she thought other pigs were better?

Isn't it just that Qi Liang's row of noodles in Qiushui Pavilion last night was big?

What happened to Jiao'e? He—He can't afford it......

Didn't he have a lineup?

Shocked Dust pondered carefully, his momentum weakened slightly, and he looked for steps, "Isn't it okay for me to keep money and save my wife?" ”

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with that. The point is that I don't want to go so much~" Ying Zhichu patted his chest and urged: "Let's go, let's go, let's go eat, I'm starving." ”

Jingchen gritted his teeth and glared at her: "Slow! ”

"What?"

"I'll take you to Qiushui Pavilion, but you must remember to pay me back the silver!"

Ying Zhichuxiu raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "A word is a certainty." ”

……

Autumn Water Pavilion

One of the best flower buildings in Jinjia City.

It is as famous as the greedy fragrance building, and is known as a good story.

Qiushui Pavilion is good at singing, and greedy for incense is good at dancing.

The autumn water is fortunate to have a light voice, and the ecstasy is broken.

Twenty-eight Miaohua, slender fingers like water, the sound of the piano.

On the first floor, there are wonderful people who drink and talk about Fengyue.

Jingchen picked a seat that was not an eyesore, and Ying Zhichu sat at a table.

"All the high-ranking officials and dignitaries here, you lower your head a little, don't let people recognize you." Shockdust coughed lightly and whispered at her.

Ying Zhichu nodded, although he felt that he was thinking too much, but looking at the delicacies on the table, he thought about it, and couldn't bear to say it.

"Isn't it a little strange that we two men are sitting here?" Ying Zhichu asked.

Jingchen looked at the private room on the second floor, and said casually: "After a while, someone will take turns playing music on the stage, you see if there is anyone you are looking for." ”

"And then?" She looked puzzled.

"Then, next time we can go over the wall, don't have to be so troublesome!" Shocking dust scratched his nose with his fingers, as a matter of course.

“……”

But the person who played the song didn't wait, and waited for a little girl with beautiful eyebrows.

The little maid came to the two of them, and gave a gentle salute to Ying Zhichu, with a smile on her face, soft as spring, "Childe, my young lady is invited." ”

"Who is your young lady?" Shocking Dust looked at each other warily.

The maid covered her lips and smiled lightly, her eyebrows and eyes curved, "This son looks at the face, he must not come to sit in our pavilion." ”

"Ahem, so what?" Shocking Dust.

The little maid glanced at the full hall of flowers, and said softly: "Beat me down from the second floor, these gentlemen are staring at me, are you looking at me?" Apparently not. They are looking to see who my girl is going to invite to sit in the boudoir, and you are ...... But I don't know who my young lady is. ”

"Is your young lady famous?" Shocking Dust wondered.

Hearing this, the little maid pinched the handkerchief and laughed out of tears, and she said proudly: "My young lady is the Oiran in this building. ”

Ying Zhichu glanced at his embarrassed face, and said to the maid: "Oh, that's really a blessing in the future, please invite the girl to lead it." ”

The little maid nodded, this is satisfied, "Please, Childe." ”

After Ying Zhichu got up and followed her, he dragged her uneasily, "Are you going to do it alone?" ”

"It should work." Ying Zhichu tilted his head and said quietly: "I don't have any money, people won't do anything to me." ”

“……”

The maid led Ying Weaving into the private room, and the door was gently pushed into the nose, and the two eyes looked at it, a screen of incense and colorful embroidered Lina, and a small makeup table for the light gauze soft bed, all available.

Half of the window is covered and the moonlight is sultry, and a woman is kneeling next to the small table, holding a colorful glass cup, drunk and hazy.

The little maid snickered, closed the door and left.

Ying Zhichu glanced inside the room and saw the empty piano stand.

"When Childe comes here, he doesn't have to be restrained." The woman smiled at her, her eyes swept to the futon beside her, and motioned for Ying Zhichu to take a seat.

The woman's eyebrows are light, like a landscape painting, but when she smiles, the autumn water is hidden in her lips, and she is peerless.

She was wearing a light purple butterfly embroidered gauze skirt, her waist was slightly bent, and she seemed to have ten thousand winds.

Ying Zhichu looked at her eyebrows and eyes, feeling that her eyes were born, and then looking at her posture, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

Isn't this the girl who had a tryst with Qi Liang last night?

She bit her lip and sat down.

Seeing that the man was seated, the woman picked up the flask and poured a glass for him.

Ying Zhichu touched his nose and said, "I don't drink." ”

"Oh, if Childe is such a boring person, I won't invite you to come up and sit, this thing is wine, once it is raw and twice cooked, and three times it will be like glue, and you can't stop it." After the woman finished speaking, she took a cup and drank it all.

She smiled skillfully and looked at Ying Zhichu.

Ying Zhichu lowered his eyes and asked lightly: "Dare to ask the girl's name?" ”

"Midori. Childe's surname? The woman squinted her eyes and spoke softly.

"The surname should be."

"Young Master Ying, if you don't drink when you come to this building, are you looking for someone?" Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes were rolling.

The corners of Ying Zhichu's lips were slightly hooked, looking at her appearance of holding a cup in her hands, and gently explained: "I don't drink, but it's actually ......."

"Huh?"

"I'm so good at drinking."

……