The scorching sunlight shone sparsely through the dense branches. Cicadas chirped in their ears, and birds swooped down from the clear sky, fluttering down on the top of the eaves, and slowly floating down a feather.

Shen Xiao loosened his neckline, sat down on the steps down the corridor, and asked Chang Xi as if unintentionally: "Then Jin Chiliang's family is rich and rich, why did Miss refuse?" ”

Chang Xi looked left and right, and saw that no one lowered his head and approached Shen Xiao, stared at him and said, "Miss, I told my fortune, and I said that my life was too fierce, and the eight characters were bad." It's not a lie to you, Miss's mother gave birth to her not long ago, and she died of illness. Ten years ago, my lord had an accident, leaving my young lady and son back to Luoyang. Over the years, Miss has been slim and elegant, and there are a lot of people who come to the door to talk about the matchmaker, do you know that those who have been on a blind date with Miss have had an accident! ”

Shen Xiao was extremely unaccustomed to this feeling of looking up at people, so he stood up, his body was elongated, and he pressed over the top of Chang Xi's head before he smiled and continued to ask, "Those people, dead?" ”

Chang Xi shook his head, "That's not it, but it's pretty miserable." There was a rice shop boy who did not invite a young lady to climb a mountain, but he broke his leg; There is also a son of a silk village, since he met with the young lady, the business has become weaker and weaker, and later said that the feng shui is not right, so he simply moved away......"

Chang Xi spat and flew, saying that he had a nose and eyes on his head, but was interrupted by Shen Xiao's laying on his hand.

Zhao Qingmiao in her mouth, will she be reincarnated as a moldy god?

"Why does it sound like these people are unlucky?" Shen Xiao touched his brows and said.

"I think too, but people outside don't believe it! Secretly, it is said that the young lady's life is hard, and whoever wants to marry is unlucky. Chang Xi said unconsciously angry, and complained for his master.

Shen Xiao glanced at the corner of his eyes casually, and a familiar figure stood there under the corridor, he raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to sweep in front of Chang Xi's eyes, and pointed back.

Chang Xi turned his head inexplicably, and his face turned red like blood for a moment.

Zhao Qingmiao stood at the corner of the corridor and looked at the two without saying a word.

—told her to catch two gossiping.

"Miss..... how long have you been standing here?" Chang Xi was speechless and panicked.

"Soon. From the time when you said that my life was fierce, and the eight characters were evil. Even though her tone was cold, her face was gloomy.

Chang Xi knew that the young lady was going to her heart, and suddenly felt that the water and fire were tormented, and her back was drenched in cold sweat.

Ah, the atmosphere is incredible.

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The famous singer who came out of Fengyue Lou is not only charming and delicate, but also good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and good at dancing with long sleeves.

The Qingling Yige invited by Zhao Qingmiao is the well-known Fengyuelou Oiran.

What is called cherry fan plain mouth, willow small waist. You see, she is.

In these years, it is popular to have a thin waist, and it is not easy to hold it, and it is crazy about it in every way. Yige is the one who is sought after.

Today's Wang Ji is full of guests, and people who can't get in outside are crowded at the window.

The people who came included elegant scholars, noble sons, and rich squires who mixed with wine.

I only listened to the gong board upstairs and the sheng flute played in unison. There are beautiful women smiling and looking forward to it, strolling down the stairs, with trampled clothes and dark sleeves.

She combed a cloud-chasing bun, appliqués on her forehead, embroidered begonias on her feet, a pomegranate-colored skirt inlaid with clouds, and a fragrant garment.

Yige's cherry lips are lightly opened under the veil, and his voice is full of ears, which is full of provocativeness.

After singing a song, Yige smiled and blessed, and walked back to the attic.

The people below are starting to move.

"Yige~" "Why did Yige go?" "Master rewards silver, you sing another song!"

The tent man and the runner stopped in front of the stairs, and they couldn't breathe and apologized:

"I'm sorry everyone, Miss Yige only sings one song every day in Wang Ji, and she has to go back to Fengyue Tower in a while."

"That's not interesting! Why don't I go to Fengyue Tower to see her at night! ”

"I can't say that, I won't be able to see you when I go to Fengyue Tower......"

The crowd laughed and laughed.

The tent man wiped his sweat, took a few breaths and said: "Fengyue Lou has his rules, but all the guests who eat in this restaurant can get ten bamboo sticks embroidered by Miss Yige every day. ”

"I, I, I want it!" "What nonsense, take it out and draw lots!"

A group of people surrounded the tent man and the runner like crazy demons.

In the attic.

Yige sat on the chaise longue weakly and bonelessly, his eyes flowed, and he looked at Zhao Qingmiao with resentment: "Pazi? Or did I embroider it? Ten a day, are you so idle every day as an Oiran? My hands are soaked in petal water in the morning and dusk, but I have to practice the piano. ”

Zhao Qingmiao handed her a glass of honey water: "Take a break and moisten your throat." The handkerchief was embroidered by Mrs. Zhang in Dongshi, ten copper coins, borrowed your name and sent it. ”

"Hehehe, look at you're born to be a businessman. Won't it be a little damaged? "The flowers and branches that are also singing and laughing tremble.

Shen Xiao stood in an inconspicuous place, tugging at the corners of his mouth, disapproving.

They are all willing to be beaten and suffered, and what good things can these people do when they go back with a veil.

"Don't talk about this, I begged my mother to come out. I still have to settle the account of singing with you. If your brother is willing to welcome me through the door, I will give you a waiver. Yige's words were half-truths and half-truths, and there was some expectation in his moist eyes, and more frustration.

Zhao Qingmiao was silent, looked away, and sent Changxi to send her downstairs to the sedan chair.

Looking out of the window, a person hurriedly ran up from below, it was the Wang family's little servant.

"Please, old man, please Miss Zhao go quickly, go quickly!"

The royal house.

The Wang family added oil and vinegar, and called Zhao Qingmiao to call the Oiran of Fengyue Tower to come to Wang Ji, and how it caused a sensation in the east of the city and sued the old man Wang.

Wang Mianzhi was so angry that he smashed a light and elegant multicolored porcelain vase, and then he was relieved: "You-go on." ”

Wang told the rumors again.

"Don't call her here yet!"

Old man Wang is the most important etiquette, and he can't accept this kind of thing.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Zhao Qingmiao finally came.

"Get on your knees."

Old Man Wang sat upright in the main hall, picked up his crutches and knocked on the ground heavily.

On the left hand side is his uncle Wang Shouyi, and his expression is also serious.

It's my aunt Wang, who is obviously gloating, but she wants to pretend to be concerned.

"Qing'er, we can't help you this time. You're doing something that's too little thought. ”

Zhao Qingmiao sneered in her heart, walked in front of the old man, knelt down alone, and looked at the cane in his hand.

Look, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a meal today.

Old Man Wang's crutches have been broken three times, probably because he has a debt to his children in this life.

Zhao Qingmiao heard that once her mother insisted on marrying her father despite dissuasion, and almost broke off the father-daughter relationship; once I heard that my father was a big official, and he was busy with business all day long, but he exhausted her mother to death; The last time was when his father was suddenly dismissed from office, depressed and drowning from drinking. It was also on that occasion that my grandfather took the letter and took the trouble to bring them back.

Old Man Wang asked her in a deep voice: "Qing Miao, you invited the Oiran into Wang Ji Restaurant, but is it true?" ”

Zhao Qingmiao was neither humble nor arrogant, and did not hide it: "There is such a thing." ”

"Nonsense!"

Seeing that the old man's hanging crutches were about to be knocked down, he was caught in mid-air.

Old Man Wang looked at the person who suddenly appeared in disbelief and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Shen Xiao stood beside Zhao Qingmiao, and his demeanor was incomprehensible.

Zhao Qingmiao was surprised in his heart, and he was afraid that he would be implicated, so he hurriedly scolded: "Shen Jiu, don't retreat yet." ”