The master and servant sang and harmonized, forcing Zhao Hanjing to get away. He was thin-skinned, and when it was time to reason with others in a vicious voice, he could not speak; If you have to find a reason to run away, you can't find someone, but it seems that he is a person who sells his reputation and looks down on people.

But at this time, the surname Feng seems to be blind and deaf, and he doesn't know how to help him play a round! He couldn't enter, he couldn't retreat, he could only swallow this evil breath raw, and gritted his teeth in response: "Zhao didn't have this intention...... That's it, since that's the case, I'll bother the girl. ”

When it comes to this, I can't see what the Oiran lady wants to do, so all he has in his head is gnocchi. Zhao Lang was bitter in the center, only hoping that his clear-eyed Feng Langzhong would be able to perceive it, and hear the soft knife hidden in the words of this Oiran lady, and not put the pot on his head.

Seeing that Mr. Xiao Zhao should go down to enjoy the flowers, the master and servant naturally raised it happily. Qi'er hurriedly took out a moon-white and clean horizontal cloak for her lady, and covered it over the royal blue brocade robe with a hundred butterflies. The horizontal Luo is very thin, and the layer of royal blue at the bottom is accompanied by various colors of butterflies, slightly revealing some color, looming, and it is very beautiful; Lined with a waist of twelve wide skirts, under the clear moon white dragged a just right piece of baked silver, embroidered with some mountains and clouds clustered bottom, so hidden in the quiet luxury.

If a woman with an ordinary appearance dresses up like this, she is afraid that she will fall into the dilemma of "wearing clothes", and the limelight will be completely covered by brocade embroidered skirts; But this Deng Feiyin is the head of the first session in the end, with a graceful figure, and that stunning face, which is really glamorous, and so bright that it is incomprehensible.

It stands to reason that it is the twilight of spring, with such a beautiful person as a companion, bringing a bottle of wine from the official cellar, carrying a box of preserved fruit mixed to press the wine, looking for a place with clear water and beautiful scenery, enjoying the scenery, drinking, blowing the wind, it is really a refreshing thing. But Zhao Langzhong was in the water pavilion, the air was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, the breeze from the lotus pond was cool, and he was accompanied by the Oiran lady who didn't know spring, but he was like sitting on a needle felt, and there was no place to be at ease.

It's just that the beautiful woman next to him is plotting against him, and there is Feng Langzhong standing behind him who is waiting to watch the play.

Zhao Langzhong originally thought that as long as Deng Feiyin mentioned the matter of redemption, he happily refused, asked her to invite another Gao Ming, and then happily went home for lunch. Which Cheng wanted the Oiran lady to be like a ghost, seeing that he was obviously full of reluctance, but his face was as thin as something, he had to wait for her to pierce this layer of window paper first, and he never mentioned the redemption of his body, but just laughed and talked about what good things were in the garden, and what seasonal snacks were in this season, and persuaded him to drink one cup after another.

After eating a few glasses of wine perfunctorily, Zhao Hanjing couldn't stand it anymore, so he said that he was not strong enough to drink and wanted to leave.

But Deng Feiyin refused to let him go, and kept him with a smile: "If Mr. feels drunk, how can he go back like this?" Please wait a moment while the concubine cooks some decanting soup for you. ”

Looking at Zhao Langzhong's slightly drunk appearance, Deng Feiyin was secretly happy in his heart, such a good man is now in her trap, just add some ingredients to the decanting soup, coax people into the tent and take off their clothes to do things, and they can cook raw rice into cooked rice!

Seeing that the Oiran lady went to the small kitchen with the chess, Zhao Langzhong refused again, Feng Langzhong looked at the flowers, and hummed a small tune for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "The apricot blossom is drunk and not yet drunk, who will untie the butterfly shirt." The east wind can be as cold as possible, and the willow branches are soft, and they are entangled. Comic exhibition green couch, pillow scattered hairpin rings......"

Zhao Hanjing was already anxious, and he was so relieved by this half of the wind that his liver hurt: "Where did you learn this kind of vulgar lyrics and songs!" ”

"It's made up, what a scene." Feng Langzhong leaned against the pillar with his arms in his arms, exuding the atmosphere of "it's not a big deal to see the excitement", he shook his legs happily, learned the tune of the southern string, and whispered softly, "Through the winding path touches the secluded mountains, and the red dyes the two mountains." This time, Jiaorui is first revealed, and the people are warm, and the oath is better than Pu Pan. I only hate Leng Ling and leak ......"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Zhao Langzhong's ears were flushed, his peach blossom eyes widened, and he snorted, "I didn't know that you were actually such Feng Langzhong!" If you don't help me get out, forget it, you're still laughing at me! You're still laughing at me! ”

Feng Langzhong raised his eyebrows, deliberately lowered the voice of the young man who was pretending, and couldn't help but feel a sour vinegar smell: "There are many things you don't know." Hey, I said, she's a first-class merry beauty, and she's only nineteen years old this year, younger than you, and she's still innocent, so you're not tempted at all? When I came just now, I heard the little girl who fed the parrots under the porch say that on the eighth day of the next month, the garden will set up a combing banquet for the Oiran lady, starting from 1,000 taels, and the highest price will be obtained. This Miss Deng really deserves to be the head of the line, she is really smart, she knows that the talented man and the official master are unreliable, and she wants to earn you a poor man and give you a main house. ”

Of course, Zhao Hanjing knew how beautiful Deng Feiyin was, but he was really not tempted at all; He didn't care about how Feng Ayan heard those gossips, so he just wanted to make it clear to her seriously that he was not the same person as the Oiran, not now, and not in the future, so that Feng Langzhong could squeeze him less.

But before Zhao Langzhong could speak, he heard a noisy sound outside the water pavilion. It turned out to be a benefactor looking for joy during the day, wearing a bright silk gown, holding a twenty-eight-year-old singer in his left hand, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in his right hand, laughing loudly, and walked into the water pavilion.

The habit of the nouveau riche of the benefactor, the words were extremely vulgar, and the words were full of some vulgar slang words in the market, which fell on Zhao Langzhong's ears, but it seemed that Feng Ayan's obscure and glamorous songs were more civilized. The smell of wine mixed with the smell of sweat, fermented under the bright satin and a sour taste, Zhao Hanjing was most tired of such drunks in his life, he couldn't help frowning, got up and walked outside, planning to go home directly. If you want to be asked why you don't say goodbye, you can use being bumped into by this drunk man as a reason, even if the Oiran lady handed over any red posts and blue posts, she could directly refuse.

Who knew that as soon as he walked out of the water pavilion, the rich merchant left the two Mei Ji Riva beside him, stopped Zhao Langzhong, with a lewd smirk on his face, and kneaded and pinched him indiscriminately: "Don't go, wow, the new man in the garden?" He looks really handsome. Although I'm older, this jiri is cocked enough, and my waist is soft enough, but I don't know, burp, pick it up...... It's tight enough, it's not loud enough—"

Feng Ayan was originally still a cat behind the pillar, gloating and watching Zhao Langzhong being teased again, but the more he listened to the words in his ears, the more he spoke, the more he was presumptuous, and the more he touched the hand in his eyes, the more presumptuous he became, and a nameless fire rose in his heart. Glancing at the two classes, he made sure that they were holding back vinegar and persuading the rich merchant to play with them, and without noticing himself, he picked up a pebble with the tip of his thin-soled fast boots, found a good angle, and aimed it at the knee socket of the rich merchant with his internal force.

With a whoosh, the rich merchant only felt a numbness in his legs, and he was unstable on his feet, and Zhao Langzhong pushed and struggled endlessly, pulling and pulling, "poofing" a big splash, and the two of them planted themselves in the lotus pond with dense green leaves.

She had already seen that the pool was not deep, at most it was only over the waist and abdomen, and this time she took Xiao Langzhong into the pool, but she didn't panic. But Feng Ayan was still a little awkward in her heart, so she made a scene, pretending to be panicked, jumping out, and screaming with the singer and the girl, but in fact, she was causing chaos for the two little babies.

Zhao Hanjing was still calm, knowing that it was Feng Langzhong's ghost, he didn't dare to make a noise, stepped on the stone at the bottom of the pool, and then separated the leaves in front of him and climbed up. The rich merchant panicked, took a few mouthfuls of water, danced in the air with his two hands, pulled indiscriminately, grabbed Zhao Langzhong's sleeve and didn't let go.

It just so happened that although his collar jacket was decent, it was an old dress that had been sewn and repaired for three years, and it had already been washed a little badly, but when he heard the sound of stabbing, the rich businessman smashed back into the lotus leaf bush, and Zhao Langzhong staggered and fell into the arms of the "medicine boy". The outer robe and the inner middle coat were torn together, revealing a white arm, and although the wrists were a little too thin, they could be regarded as flesh and bones.

Tsk, this time it's really a broken sleeve.

"It's still the senior brother who is accurate, but didn't he meet the disciple again." Feng Langzhong still had a panicked look on his face, but his mouth was close to his ear, and he lowered his voice to make fun of him; can see that there are some algae thorns hanging on his body drenched in water, and he shiveres when he is blown by the cool breeze, and he feels a little unbearable, so he stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled the gown on the child's body, and temporarily clothed Zhao Langzhong with some wind.

The rich merchant was thrashing in the pool, screaming at the edge of the pool, and the rest of the sister was at a loss for what to do, and it was a mess. Seeing Deng Feiyin coming here with a food box, she was about to run away with her own Zhao Langzhong, but a terrible scream suddenly sounded in the lotus pond.

"Ahhh

Feng Langzhong had no choice but to retract the foot he had just stepped out of, and regretfully gathered the gown on Zhao Langzhong's body.

The dead man's head in the pool is said to be the only son of Zhou County's Lingfu who has not returned home for a long time.

Zhou County's order is already the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, there are countless concubines in the family, and a lot of daughters have been born, and they only got such a handle in their early thirties; And he is not a serious Jinshi background, it is not easy to be able to do the county order, and he does not expect to be promoted in his career, so all his hard work is pinned on his precious son.

It's a pity that although Zhou Sheren's book is good, he is a talent in the examination, he can write some poems, and he has a small reputation in Jingjiang Mansion, but he learned the same problem as his Laozi.

- Lust.

The family married a beautiful wife and accepted a beautiful concubine, which was not enough, and he would go to Pingkang Street every few days to find fun, and occasionally flirt with women on the street, proudly claiming to be a celebrity and merryman, and how many people in the county hated him so much that his teeth itched. But although his father Zhou Daling is a straw bag, his uncle Zhou Yibin is very capable, not only won the two lists that year, but also became the guest of honor of the Mingshu County Lord's Mansion. Lord Mingshu is the only daughter of the middle-aged eldest princess of Miyang, and she is also the favorite niece of the first emperor, and her status in the clan is transcendent. Because she loves the demeanor and appearance of the Zhou brother very much, the husband and wife get along, so they naturally take care of the Zhou family; Zhou County's order naturally became the royal family and the national relatives who turned the corner, and the background was very solid, just like the soil prince of Artemisia County, how many times he returned to the ministry's plan, he didn't move his nest.

However, it was this figure who had always been powerful and blessed in the county, even if his son died, he did not dare to openly attack Unknown Spring, and he did not even dare to bring anyone to the county office, so he only sent Yuan Zhutou and a cadre of errand officers to Unknown Spring to investigate the scene and ask witnesses.

Feng Ayan not only cooperated with the investigation herself, but also coaxed Zhao Langzhong, who was full of confusion, to cooperate, but secretly sneered in her heart.

The big tree behind this unclear spring is actually a master that even the royal family can't provoke.