"Three masters, please inside, you can always find something you like." A woman in a thin pink dress suddenly came up to us and gently grabbed my arm and dragged me in.

"Girl, don't do this, I'll go myself." I feigned composure and refused.

"Hehe, this man looks young and vigorous, why is he still so shy." The woman pretended to be angry and pinched me, and the seductive look really made me tremble.

It was really a place of sound, and the three of us were pushed and shoved, and we got into it in a daze.

However, the entrance hall is no different from the ordinary wine shops in ancient times, with dozens of square tables neatly arranged, but it seems that the guests are not full at this time, so it does not give full play to its due liveliness. Didn't you say the land of green buildings? Why is it so ordinary?

"It seems that a few of them are not here to drink, so I won't detour you, come with me." The woman in pink pointed to a hidden door behind the screen in the hall and motioned for us to step inside. "But you're really a little early, and many of our girls haven't started yet?"

The Kuomintang general pushed the small door open, and a gorgeous scene broke into my eyes, and countless petals began to bloom in my eyes, which really made people feel as if they had entered the fifth season of this world, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers made me involuntarily go deep into it.

I never imagined that there was a small garden hidden behind this Sun Yangzheng store, and there were no clues at all outside, and at the end of the small garden, there was a small pond with rippling green waves. A section of wooden bridge flying frame, across the water you can see a three-storey pavilion, although it is daytime, but under the lush greenery in this garden, the small building seems very quiet and deep, in a shadow it is so flowery, the lights are bright.

There is a narrow plaque above the attic, on which are written in thin gold font "Drunken Apricot Building" three big characters.

"Boss Liu, do you know? The original name of this drunken apricot building was called Bailu Building, and the three words of drunken apricot building were inscribed by Song Huizong. This small building was originally located at the north end of the Thousand Steps Corridor of Yujie, and the middle of this painting is obviously a certain degree of modification of reality, and it is actually transplanted to the back of a tavern that this first building in Tokyo in the Northern Song Dynasty has been transplanted. Daoist Zuo looked at the chic and thin golden body and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. It really looks like she. ”

"Third master, go in quickly and see if you can find a suitable girl." The woman in pink sent us into this small building, and several other bejeweled and graceful women stepped forward one after another to support us. "Take your choice, there are other girls if you are not satisfied."

"The girl won't tell you, we're not here to have fun, we're here to see Miss Xianyin, please take us for a ride." The general of the national army looked at the apricot blossom building with spring apricots out of the wall, and there was no yearning in his eyes. "It's really important."

"Fairy girl? Hehe, Miss Xianyin is not seen by everyone, whether you can meet her or not depends on your ability. "The woman in pink led us up the stairs to the second floor, and before we came to a boudoir, this boudoir was indeed very different from the other rooms, there was no embellishment, and the lights inside were particularly dim." If you don't know how to write poetry, then Miss Xianyin won't see you anyway. ”

I didn't expect that there was really such a rule, no wonder the two scholars chanted poems so artificially outside the wine shop, it turned out that they were all to see the girl in the boudoir.

Through the crack in the door, you can smell the deep fragrance of apricot blossoms inside, which really makes people want to push open the door and take a look.

"We have our own way, you go and greet other guests." The general waved his hand lightly, calmly and calmly.

"Alright, then you can figure it out for yourself." As she spoke, the woman in pink shook her head amorous and walked downstairs.

I could vaguely hear the women in colorful clothes below talking about the three of us, and their words were quite mean.

"Hehe, look at the appearance of those three people, it's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat!"

"It's a man who wants to see Miss Xianyin, hey...... Men are like that. ”

Peeking in through the window of Xiaoxuan surrounded by gauze paper, I could really vaguely see a graceful figure dressed up in front of the dressing table, still holding the pipa and half-covering his face, this kind of mood that wants to watch but can't ask for it is really tormenting. I couldn't help but push the door with my hand, the door itself was unlocked, but I found that there seemed to be a powerful force fighting inside.

"There are spells on top of this door, and they can't be opened by brute force." Zuo Dao Chang tapped a few times on the door with his hand and said slowly.

"Could it be that we really want to chant poetry here live?" I have to be anxious, how can we modern people still have this kind of ability, although we can also recite Song Ci, but almost all of them are only half-understood.

"Of course not." The general burst into laughter. "This rule is just to avoid the dead people in the painting who always come to harass us, and for those of us who accidentally enter the painting, the fairy girl will always meet warmly."

"How does the fairy girl distinguish, who is the person in the painting and who is the outsider?"

The general replied with a slight smugness. "First of all, we all have tattoos of these petals on our hands, which were tattooed by Miss Xianyin with incense, and Miss Xianyin told us a poem, as long as we recite this poem, Miss Xianyin will naturally open the door to greet us."

"The fragrant and cold golden lion was turned over by the red waves, and the people who got up did not comb their hair. Ren Baoxi is idle, and the sun is on the curtain hook. For fear of idleness and hatred, how many things do you want to talk about. This year's thin, non-dry wine, not sad autumn. He suddenly read aloud with great enthusiasm, and for a moment it was as if he had changed as a different person.

As soon as I heard this poem, I knew that it must be the masterpiece of Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao, the language is beautiful, the rhythm is far-reaching, advocating elegance, and narrow with a strong melancholy, such a woman's unique feelings are really unforgettable.

"In the Ming Dynasty, when you go back, you will go through Yangguan thousands of times, that is, it will be difficult to stay. Reading the Wuling Spring Festival Gala, the cloud lock is heavy. Remember the green water in front of the building, you should remember me, and gaze all day long. Gaze, from now on, a few new sorrows. The general finished the whole poem, and his voice drifted away with the breeze in the pavilion.

The green water in front of the building should be remembered as my gaze all day long. This sentence is simply a true portrayal of where we are at this moment.

In the sparkling waves, I saw the graceful figure in the room slowly stand up, staring at us through the window paper.

"Miss Xianyin, I'm bringing someone new."

I heard a mournful sigh from inside the room. "Hey...... Poor man. ”

The wooden door opened a small gap, and the dim light spilled through the crack, and then it was slowly pushed open.

When the figure lifted the veil, it was as if the world had turned day and night upside down.

Those poems just now seemed so vulgar at this moment, so humble that they couldn't even describe her being out of the world.

The lead Hua light makeup, Xiangdian Baoer does not touch a trace of floating dust, the eyebrows are full of spring, and the pink delicacy is far better than the rainbow of the sky.

The sideburns are green, the phoenix is green, the eyes are flowing with the mist of the rainy season, and the breath is as elegant as a faint smoke.

She was dressed in a pale red gauze shirt with a small skirt, and she scurried behind her.

It's like a remnant dream in the dim light.