After withdrawing the leftover meal, the three rinsed their mouths and cleaned their hands, and Cang Xin personally threw new tea to brew again.

"Young master, I can't find out about the Gu family in a hurry, but one thing is certain, the Gu family is definitely not as ordinary as the world knows!" Cang Xin had been busy all morning, and there were not many things that the Dragon Secret Envoy could give.

"Well, let's talk about it first!" Weiyang took a sip of the clear and bright green Biluochun, and the strong fragrance spread between the lips and tongue was very comfortable.

Cang Xin turned the teacup in his hand and thought for a moment, "Now the Gu family is in power, and Gu Tianjing is Gu Tianjing, who looks rough and has good martial arts; There is also an unpopular concubine Gu Tianyu, who is useless in the willows. Gu Feng also has a younger brother, Gu Ling, who has many wives and concubines, countless children, and has not seen anyone who has become a talent. ”

Cang Xin looked up at the tall plane tree in the courtyard, "Today, Gu Tianyu returned to the city, sent the carriage and horses back to the house, and went to the Qinglou, and has not returned so far, Gu Feng jumped to his feet in anger, but he did not stop it." ”

A slight smile twitched at the corner of Weiyang's lips, "Shame?" It turns out that there is still a good way back! His eyes drifted to the shrine.

Feng Sai didn't raise his head, and his voice was cold, "The back door of the Qinglou!" ”

Weiyang wanted to roll his eyes, and squinted his eyes to see what he was.

Cang Xin took over, "That courtyard, the big courtyard sets the small courtyard, the small courtyard is connected to the big courtyard, it is complicated. However, the small door opened in the backyard of a green building 'Xiangqiu'. Cang Xin didn't know that Weiyang asked Feng Sai to check the small alley, and he ran away in person after receiving the news.

"Check again, we'll stay one more day!" Weiyang drank the water in the cup, got up and went upstairs.

Qin Yan left Luochuan City on that day, and galloped back to the capital to restore the emperor's life. After a day and night, the people were sleepy and tired, and they had to find a place to settle down in the town.

Qingyuan County is located in the Central Plains, with no mountains in a radius of 100 miles, and is one of the 24 counties of Eastern Chu.

Qin Yan took Jiang Tao into the city on horseback before sunset. But seeing the hustle and bustle of the streets, the crowds rushed from all over the county to the most open part of the city. The horses could not gallop, so the two had to dismount and walk, crossing the streets and alleys.

The two came to the periphery of a square, only to see a ring built high, the ring was surrounded by people on the inside and outside of the ring, and there were several women in pink costumes on the ring, Fu powder was yellow, gold ornaments were in a high bun, and tulle and wide sleeves were dancing.

Qin Yan remembered the emperor's edict in his heart, and he didn't care about the scenery on the stage. When I raised my eyes and saw a two-story courtyard opposite, a plaque was hung on it, and the words 'Jinghu Spring Winery' were written, and I couldn't help but think of the slender shadow again, and my heart seemed to be held tightly in my chest, and I couldn't breathe in pain. Unable to bear it for a moment, he frowned, pulled his horse around the crowd and walked towards the winery.

The absent-minded Qin Yan was awakened by a cry of pain.

But it turned out that she bumped into someone, it was a skinny woman, looking at least sixty years old, with a colorful hair, tattered clothes, and two lines of tears flowing on her wrinkled face full of misery, which made Qin Yan a little unbearable.

"I'm sorry, it's your fault, you didn't get hurt?" Reach out and pick up the old woman who fell to the ground and apologize.

The man was already crying so much that he couldn't speak, so he stood up trembling with Qin Yan's hand, waved his hand to signal that she was okay, and his eyes did not leave the high platform for a moment.

Qin Yan followed her gaze and looked at the high platform, where several women were still dancing. He held the old woman's hand but was taking the pulse to ask for a consultation, and after a while, he ripped off the money bag on his waist with one hand and stuffed it into her hand, "You take this money to see the doctor!" ”

The person who was hit did not take Qin Yan's money bag, and said with tears in his eyes, "The easternmost woman dancing on the stage is my daughter, who is fifteen years old this year, and after being abducted four years ago, we did everything we could and scattered all our family wealth to finally catch up with her news." But now there is no way back to the past, and once you enter the Qinglou, there is no chance to turn over. The woman took out something from her bosom with shaking hands, held it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully, "This is what she embroidered with her own hands, at that time she was exquisite, and her hands were skillful, and such double-sided embroidery skills were taught by an old man five years ago!" ”

In the woman's hand is a square silk handkerchief, and a pool of lotus flowers is embroidered in one corner. The lotus leaves are scattered, the lotus stem stretches out high, the flower bones on the stem of several branches are either budding or slightly blooming, only the bottom one stem is open for eight points, and the embroidery is extremely exquisite.

Qin Yan didn't know how to comfort her, and he had never done anything like this. It was rare that the woman was not afraid of his cold breath, and poured out all the words in her heart to him with great trust.

"Trouble the young man to find an opportunity to hand over this square towel to her, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of our love for her." The woman's tears were still flowing, and after stuffing the handkerchief into Qin Yan's hand, she bent down to pick up a branch on the ground and slowly left, her clothes were ragged, and her back was desperate and desolate.

Qin Yan held the square towel in her hand, she couldn't say anything if she refused, her pulse was empty, her heart and lungs were exhausted, and she was already in the middle of her life. He looked silently in the direction of the woman's departure, unable to retract his gaze for a long time.

"Childe! Son? Jiang Tao shouted twice with some excitement, but he didn't find anyone, and when he looked into the distance, Qin Yan's tall and straight figure was already standing under the courtyard of the winery, and he took a few steps to chase after him with the reins of the horse.

Jiang Tao is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his young heart is quite stubborn.

Half an hour later, Qin Yan washed up and sat in the lobby of the winery drinking the special brew 'Jinghu Chun'. This wine is made from the water of a century-old well spring in Qingyuan County, combined with high-quality sorghum. The well water is clear and cold, and the sorghum is thick and mellow, so that this 'Jinghu Spring' has been sought after by people all over the world for 30 years, and the popularity has not decreased slightly. It's just that this wine is full of stamina, and if it's not the best amount of wine, it's easy to dare not be greedy.

Qin Yan lightly held the snow porcelain cup in one hand, and in that cup was the 'Jinghu Spring', although it was already summer, this wine exuded a cold breath from the cup. As soon as the wine is in its mouth, the cold breath is lost, like a flame through the throat, sinking into the stomach but not burning or strong, like a thread of ice in the inside, wonderful.

The shopkeeper kindly reminded that this wine is very strong and should not be drunk too much.

Qin Yan nodded invisibly, drank three or two more cups before taking the noodles handed by Jiang Tao, raising his chopsticks to move, and an exclamation came from the door.

Looking up, a group of four people came in at the door, led by a rugged and tall man, and walking side by side was a beautiful young woman, and the other two Qin Yan didn't know.

"It turned out to be the Lord of Wei City, don't come unharmed!" Qin Yan got up, his voice cold.

"Brother Qin, I never thought that we would meet here, it's really fate!" Wei Daying has always been familiar with Qin Yan as a brother and brother, and while talking, a group of four people has already come to his table, "Shopkeeper, the first-class table will be renovated, and two pots of 'Jinghu Chun' will be prepared, I will get drunk with Brother Qin." Wei Daying shouted loudly in a rough voice, and the anti-guest beckoned a few people to sit down.

Qin Yan frowned invisibly.

Others may not know Qin Yan's status, but he was born in the Wuling City City Lord's Mansion, and at the beginning of the year, he took over the position of the city lord of Wuling City from his father, and he knows the affairs of the court and Qin Yan and other upstarts of the Houmen.

"Brother Qin, I'll introduce you!" Wei Daying deliberately did not reveal his identity, and only called him brother. He first pointed to the young woman and said, "This is the sister of the house, worship under the Xuannu Gate, the Xuannu Gate Wei Xinyue is my aunt!" ”

Qin Yan nodded lightly, which could be regarded as accepting his introduction.

That Wei Wanwan has lost all his heart since he saw Qin Yan at the Luochuan Martial Arts Conference; Goodbye at this time, just staring at it and refusing to leave, everyone could see it, Qin Yan naturally could see it, just as he didn't know, he played with the snow porcelain cup in his hand, thinking in his heart that this Jinghuchun Winery is not only good at wine, but also so particular about drinking glasses.

"Brother Qin, this is my junior brother Feng Xingchao, and this is my friend Yang Junguang." Wei Daying introduced the people he brought one by one, and looked at Qin Yan with excitement in his eyes,

Qin Yan clenched his fists again, "Qin Yan in the capital!" "He is actually not good at building relationships with people, and his voice is condensed, which makes people feel a sense of distance when they listen to it.

Feng Xingchao was in his early twenties, although he was not handsome, he was a little bookish, and he returned the salute very politely and sat down.

Then Yang Junguang didn't have such a good face, he hummed with anger in his nose, he didn't return the salute or get up, and looked at Qin Yan coldly.

Qin Yan returned to the court after becoming an artist, and he has experienced any kind of cunning and resourceful person, and he doesn't care about such an unreasonable person, and he doesn't even look at it.

Wei Daying warmly beckoned the guys to pour wine, and several people raised their glasses to drink, Qin Yan did not shirk, but whenever he raised a glass, it would be empty.

"Brother Qin has a good amount of wine, this 'Jinghu Spring' is full of stamina, and Brother Qin will be able to understand it later." Wei Daying is also a lover of wine, and he is a little deep, and he and Qin Yan frequently raise their glasses.

Qin Yan didn't talk much, he just cared about drinking.

Wei Wanwan's heart was all tied to Qin Yan, and the woman who walked the rivers and lakes did not see the reserved beauty of the ladies, and stopped drinking two cups shallowly, just sat there quietly and watched everyone drink, and did not interject, and she could be regarded as a person who knew the depths.

Feng Xingchao knew that he was shallow, and he confessed and only talked to Yang Junguang on the side.

That Yang Junguang's eyes were on Wei Wanwan from beginning to end, and there was no match for him, and he didn't care, he gave up the cup after a few drinks and just teased Wei Wanwan to speak.

After drinking the two pots of wine, Wei Daying was already a little exhausted, and he was arguing that he still wanted to drink.

"Qin Yan is too strong to drink, say goodbye!" Qin Yan politely got up and left the table and walked upstairs.

The two set up Wei Daying and went out, and the little servants of the Wei Mansion had already prepared a carriage to meet each other. It's just that Wei Wanwan, one step at a time, turned back three times, until Yang Junguang called her, and then went out.

Qin Yan went back to the room, wanting to sleep well and hurry tomorrow. But people always feel a little lonely when they lie on the bed, this is a feeling he has never had, I can't tell what kind of feeling it is, but I feel that something is missing, and my heart is unstable.

'Jinghu Chun' was really full of stamina, Qin Yan felt lightheaded, a little unable to open his eyes, and fell asleep after thinking about it for a while.

When I woke up, it was nearly three watches, and in a daze, it seemed that the person was still sleeping in the crook of his arm, and he couldn't help but call softly: "Weiyang!" ”

With these two words coming out, Qin Yan instantly came to his senses and turned over and sat up. He looked at his arm in a daze, and finally knew what he wanted, but the thing he asked for did not belong to him. The inexplicable heartache, the inexplicable loss, the heart that decided to forget was born with two more thoughts.

Leaned on the bed, his heart filled with the slender shadow. Helplessly closed his eyes, twisted his eyebrows with one hand, but he couldn't tear off the acacia that penetrated into the bones, but the delicate white became the most beautiful color in his heart.

I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up a little helplessly, got out of bed with my clothes dressed and tried to find saliva to quench my thirst. A silk handkerchief floated down from the cuffs, Qin Yan bent down to pick it up, frowned on it in his hand, and secretly thought in his heart: This thing should not be carried on the body, after all, it is a woman's thing.

I looked at the sky, and the night was deep.

It is not Qin Yan's wish to visit the Qinglou openly, and it is better to spy after a little thought. After putting on his robe, he opened the window and looked around carefully, then flew down from the second floor, landed silently, and walked quickly to the opposite square.

The high platform is still there, and the colorful flags embroidered with the name of 'Qunfang Pavilion' on the stage are waving in the wind. Qin Yan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, there was still a red light on the West Street that had not been extinguished, thinking that it must be the bustle of the fireworks and willow lanes, and he lost his trace in the blink of an eye.

Quietly walking on the roof tiles, looking for the red light, a high-rise building at the north end of the red light is the most lit, and the carriage parked at the door is also the most, Qin Yan has already approached the courtyard of Qunfang Pavilion by means of a few ups and downs of the shadow, and entered a side courtyard of Qunfang Pavilion under the cover of the high wall.