After hearing this, Cheng Yingyu felt that her heart was up and down, and she always felt that there was another arrangement in the dark, which involved her and this Yang Gong, and it was definitely not a good thing.

So the table was silent, Zhao Xiyan and several big men drank wine, and drank until the sun went down, and the foggy night enveloped Jiang Nanyan, a city in late autumn.

The bright moon and clear light are thousands of miles, and the famous capital of Huaiyang under the reflection has just begun. The lanterns are lit, the fireworks are in the city, the sound of silk and bamboo on the river like a green ribbon rises, the painting boat is like a thousand sails sprinkled with pearls, the water and the sky are brilliant and brilliant, and the real southern wind and moon are coming as scheduled.

Cheng Yingyu and others went out of Tianxianglou to the Beauty Pavilion according to the agreement, and they all said that it was better to see than to hear, and when they really stepped on the bank of the Qinhuai River, everyone still lost their souls for a while.

It is said that it is the red face of the country that seduces the soul, but I don't think that this red face is not a person, but a city.

In the twilight autumn evening, the distant mountains of the dark sky, the black tiles and white walls and red lanterns, the winding Qinhuai River is as bright as day, the black canopy painting boat on the river is open for fifty years of flower carvings, the wind and moon red mansion on the riverside sings the pipa lyrics, a peach blossom handkerchief is thrown from the upstairs to the boat, and the girl with a hairpin jasmine leans against the window and laughs.

"Little Xianggong, stay up for a while, come and play tricks!" (Note 1)

Ten miles of Qinhuai, the world is stunning, tonight drunk and beautiful women's arms, the bright moon on the floor is coming.

Cheng Yingyu finally understood why her god-like father, as well as the right minister of the Zhao family, who was so powerful back then, were planted in Qin Huai, even if she was a woman, she seemed to see a dream, the boat shook, the three strings were plucked, Wu Nong smiled softly, and the hegemony of the king was not enough.

A group of people stepped across the bluestone arch bridge, passing by the lights and water, and saw the signboard of the beauty hall from afar, just because this restaurant is the largest and richest one in all directions, and the vermilion corridor bridge connects the attic manhui, occupying half of the street.

"Second girl, we meet again." Nian Nujiao was already waiting at the door, eagerly welcoming everyone inside, and instructing Xiao Ling to open the most annual flower carving and the softest glutinous Dong meat all the way.

So a few people walked through the labyrinthine beauty hall, and they saw the red sleeves of the gauze curtain all the way, and the silk and bamboo orchestral beauties in their ears laughed, and the full of "eye-opening" needless to say.

Nian Nujiao led a few people to an accord, closed the carved wooden door of Huanghuali, and the excitement was quiet for a moment, as if there were two worlds with the outside.

"The folk girl greets the Sixth Highness." Nian Nujiao first gave a big gift to Zhao Xiyan, and then gave everyone a blessing, and said crisply, "Since receiving the post, the slave will be happy day and night, and he can see the son of the old man return to his hometown, and the slave will dare to go back to the owner." ”

After a pause, Nian Nujiao looked at Cheng Ying, pursed her lips and smiled: "Since Weishui, it's hard to imagine that there can be today." The second girl can be an orphan as a sister and return to the Beauty Pavilion, and Qin Huai should remember it in history. ”

"Long time no see, is the lady An?" Cheng Yingyu saw the old man's gift and was slightly suspicious, "Does the sister mentioned by the lady mean my mother?" ”

Nian Nujiao nodded, her eyes lit up: "I'm not afraid of the jokes of the nobles, the slave is an orphan girl whose parents died, and she was exiled to Qin Huai." was met by Linjiang Xian, who was one of the heads of the Beauty Pavilion at the time, and Zannu was the one who ate this bowl of rice, so he brought the slave back and trained him carefully, and later inherited the mantle and became the new girl in charge of the hall. ”

Cheng Yingyu looked Nian Nujiao up and down, and became more and more puzzled: "Jiao Niang looks at her early thirties? ”

"Not bad. According to the rules of Fengyue Field, when she was adopted by Linjiang Xian, the slave should have called her mother, but Linjiang Xian was not old enough to be that year, so she simply called her sister. Nian Nu Jiao said eloquently.

Zhao Xiyan, who was listening to the story next to him, took over: "As the first hall of Qinhuai, there were two girls in charge of the beauty hall back then, Linjiang Xian and my mother Yulinling. Why are you the only one now? ”

Nian Nujiao's fingertips trembled, clenched the embroidered handkerchief tightly, and sighed: "Indeed, after my sister accepted me, Yulinling also accepted one, calling butterflies and flowers, planning to hold the Shuangshu Pavilion that day, and then continue the beautiful talk." It's just that later Die Lianhua made a mistake and was given a ...... by the head of the Qian family."

Cheng Ying's ears stood up, and he was startled: "Qian curtain? ”

Nian Nujiao's face turned pale, as if she had thought of something terrible, and looked at Cheng Yingjiao's eyes strangely: "Yes...... At that time, the head of the Qian family returned to the south from Shengjing and inherited the position of the head of the family, and issued a ban: no one was allowed to mention it...... Mention the name Cheng Yingyu...... Then Butterfly Lianhua didn't keep her mouth shut, and accidentally mentioned it, and was reported and died......"

"But if you mention it, you will lose your life and go in?" Cheng Ying was stunned, it was difficult to associate this ruthless head of the family with the husband she knew.

"That man has never been a gentle horn......" Zhao Xiyan glanced at Cheng Ying meaningfully, "except for you." ”

Su Qian coughed twice beside him, and deliberately changed the topic: "My niece's harassment is because I know more about Linjiang Immortal. I hope that the lady will not hide her clumsiness, after all, you are the person who accompanies her every day, and you know more than me, who is a younger brother. ”

Nian Nujiao glanced at Su Qian's unconcealed knife and dagger, and echoed with fear: "This is nature." The slave once painted a picture for his sister, and he was appreciated by his sister, so he stayed until now. The second girl looked at it, and she could vaguely know your mother's demeanor back then. ”

The woman then took out a picture scroll from the jade box that was locked on the pillow, unfolded it, and everyone's heads leaned up to look at it.

This look surprised Cheng Ying.

exegesis

1. Boil: Hangzhou dialect, the meaning of hurry. Playing tricks, just to play.