Chapter 190: Chongyang Lou meets the prince again 1
As a result, the two talked to the eighth elder brother, and the eighth elder brother simply said that he would take them to the mansion for one night, outside the palace, everything was very convenient.
So the eight blessings and nine blessings were added to the play team!
Lao Shi took Wen Wen Se out of the palace, Wen Wen Se is the county king Fu Jin can sit on his shoulders according to the rules, but Jiu Fu Jin has to follow to the palace gate, Wen Wen Se feels that this is not very good, there is no contradiction and out of the contradiction, so he insists on following Jiu Fu Jin together.
Lao Shi can only protect on one side, like protecting the eye beads, this snow, although sprinkled with salt, but the ground is frozen and tied hard, and it is really inconvenient to walk. Fortunately, Fu Jin stepped on flat boots, and if she and her ninth sister-in-law wanted to step on the bottom of the flower pot, Lao Shi would not have given her to walk by herself.
Brother Jiu frowned, Jiufujin inhaled the cold air, click, click, speechless all the way!
The two couples took the carriage to welcome the eighth couple and went to the Chongyang Building together.
The appearance of Chongyang Tower is a huge rectangular three-story palace with wide eaves and flying corners, zhuzhu and yellow tiles!
There is a hall at the bottom, and there is an open space in the hall, where a table is set, and a few people who play the piano and erhu sit in the middle of the room, squeaking and hoarse songs melodious and melancholy.
Chongyang Poetry Hop Lantern Festival!
Lao Jiu is quite good at doing business, and the advertisement was played out early, inviting the world's famous people, drinking precious famous drinks, appreciating strange flowers, and commenting on the world's strange lights!
As soon as this signboard came out, Chongyang Tower could almost be called the most eye-catching place in the entire capital!
As long as you have the ability, there is no one who doesn't want to enter Chongyang Building to see the rarity!
There are dozens of tables on the first floor, all of them are crowded, Brother Jiu is very good at making money, today is the entrance fee is ten taels of silver, and the visitors don't come in if they have knowledge and no money.
Among them are hanging are countless lanterns, all kinds of hanging between the second and third floors, there are tags under the lamps, there are riddles on them, the shadows are enough to block the sight of the visitors on the first floor, basically the line of sight does not reach 2.0, and even the figures upstairs can not be distinguished.
There is a group of people surrounding the lantern fans, shaking their heads, looking intoxicated, and arguing! Someone in the private room is playing the piano, squeaking, listening from a distance, infinite seclusion!
It adds a layer of elegance to this lively atmosphere, but it is more profound!
From the third floor of the stairs at the back, the box can see from the stairs below, and it is only necessary to open the original carved wooden door and push a tulle screen to block the front.
Suddenly, there was a coax, and a group of people hugged an elegant and extraordinary young man to the center, and Bafujin asked, "Who is this person?" ”
Wen Wense guessed: "Mr. Storyteller, take a fan on a cold day, this is used as a shocking wood!" ”
Lao Jiu laughed and looked at Lao Eleven playfully.
Lao Shi's rare face flushed: "This is Mr. Xiao Nalan, and it is normal for Fujin not to know him." ”
Mr. Nalan Jr.? Wen Wense only knew that Nalan Mingzhu had a son who made Nalan words, and there was a collection of Nalan anthologies in the study at home, so she asked, "Is it Mr. Nalan who writes a lifetime and a couple?" ”
"What you're talking about is that Mr. Nalan Mingruo went a few years ago, this is Mr. Nalan's eldest son!" Lao Shi was a little depressed, even Fu Jin, who was deep in the palace, knew Nalan Mingruo, this kid was really a friend of the majority of women.
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In order to make Wen Wense make a limerick poem with a level, meaning and laughter, I also worked hard! The level is limited, so next time it's still a prostitution!