The objection is invalid.

I said, "I don't know what you two think." What's so good about the lotus pavilion, the girl like the lotus, the room like the lotus, the bed like the lotus, or the girl like the lotus.

The second master said: At least it doesn't hurt you.

Changgui said: Yes, brother, the fiery girl will burn you bald.

In these years, only money has the right to speak, and a young man like me who eats and drinks prostitutes can only disarm and surrender. I accepted this fact with great optimism, and in any case, I could not discriminate against a beautiful woman I had never met for such a ridiculous reason as a name, and besides, in terms of money, it was eight hundred taels. According to the concept of getting what you pay for, lotus and fire at the same price should be of the same quality.

And I have always followed the doctor's instructions, and then I think about the old Gao who made the Erong Dan, saying that if I didn't resist, I didn't resist.

I also heard that the imperial court did not directly say the three words of Baihuafang, but called it "that building". For example, the general dignitaries and nobles make an appointment with each other like this: Recently, there has been nothing to do in the DPRK and China, and it is better for a certain adult to meet in that building tonight to catch up with the old days.

These officials talk about that building all day long, so that the saint never knows which building it is, and who is doing what in which place. I think that once a person stands alone on the highest place apart from the masses of the people, he is not only cold but also blind.

It can be seen how important it is to have a good relationship with the masses, and at least in your lifetime, you can know which building it is.

We sat cross-legged facing the bamboo door, our eyes closed, and our breath was breathing.

The air is fresh and refreshing.

I asked: Brother, are you sure we are coming to the Qinglou?

Changgui said: Sure.

I said, "Ah, it's not what I imagined."

Changgui said: Don't think about it, we are destined to be a team that cannot prostitute.

I thought about it, too.

The second master asked: So why did we come here?

Changgui said: Someone said that he wanted to come out and eat.

The second master said: Ah, someone said that this place is brighter, and it is the kind that is bright and blind.

Changgui said: Bullshit, did you spend a few hundred taels of silver just to see the light?

I said, "Ahem, isn't there a girl like a lotus?"

At this moment, the servant pushed the door open.

The servant said, "Three sons, the girl is here."

We slowly opened our eyes and got up and stretched in unison.

The girls' unified red phoenix eyes and cherry mouths seem to be the appearance of lotus flowers after they become essences. I looked from left to right, and from right to left, and my skin color and face shape and hairstyle were surprisingly consistent, like three sisters of the same mother. I think there should be no father and mother who sell their daughters three at once, which is very lacking in money.

I asked: Are these the three sisters?

The servant said, "They are famous here for the Three Lotus, but they are not related by blood."

Changgui asked: What are their names?

The girls sign up in turn: Red Fern, Bilian, Green Lotus.

I patted Changgui on the shoulder and said, "Look at how many people know how to choose names." If it were you, it would definitely be a small lotus, a medium lotus, and a big lotus.

Changgui said: Brother, that's you.

......

I sat on the edge of the window with the bamboo window propped up, and the outside of the window was more exposed.

In the pavilion, the red fern caresses the qin, the blue lotus burns incense, and the green lotus pours wine. The wine is lotus seed wine. I think that after tonight, I will not want to touch the lotus flower and everything about the lotus flower for a long time.

I took pen and ink from the table by the window, and Bilian laid out the paper for me.

Bi Lian asked: Childe, is this going to paint?

I said, "Express your feelings."

Changgui said: I also want to express it.

Hearing this, the green lotus put down the wine vessel and waited for Changgui to use the pen. On the lotus-patterned bed, the second master fell asleep.

Changgui lifted the pen but didn't know how to put it down, frowning and thinking about it.

Green Lotus said: Childe might as well paint me?

Changgui said: Ah, good idea, good idea.

I reminded Green Lotus not to have any good expectations for Changgui's paintings, and to be mentally prepared for bad ones.

Changgui expressed his dissatisfaction and issued a war letter to me.

I still vividly remember painting with Changgui when I was a child, when we studied under Nie Qijun, the first person in the Chang'an Fauvist painting style. Mr. Nie was originally a noble gentleman, but I shamelessly skipped the class from beginning to end, so I can be regarded as my husband. When I first learned, Changgui and I compared who drew straight lines with our bare hands, and then we learned to draw circles and draw more circles than others, until we started to contact portraits, and we could no longer tell the winner, because no one drew like a person.

Later, Mr. Nie was fired by Changgui and his father, and felt that Fauvism was not suitable for beginners. But it was too late, and we had grasped the essence of Fauvism so well and ingrained that it was difficult to draw a personal image in this life.

Half an hour later, Changgui and I put down the pen and stood up at the same time, and pasted the paintings side by side on the wall to admire.

At this time, the second master woke up from his dream and came to watch with great interest.

The second master asked: What are you painting?

Changgui and I said in unison: You can't see it so obviously?

The second master said: Well, let me think about it.

The second master guessed a bunch of animals and plants in a whimsical way, but there was no one. Changgui and I squatted in the corner of the wall and hugged our heads and cried, in addition to each other, there is only Mr. Nie who can understand our paintings in this world.

Before leaving, we gave the girl in the green skirt to the green lotus, and the green lotus happily accepted it, thinking that we had never received such a strange style of painting.

In the corridor on the fourth floor, Changgui and I stared up at the upstairs with blank eyes.

I said, "It seems that studying Fauvism is a mistake."

Changgui said: At that time, we were still young and knew anything, it was all my father's old foolishness.

I said, "I don't think that's the case, it doesn't have much to do with your father."

Changgui said: What do you mean?

I said, "You see, we've only been learning for a long time to master the essence of Fauvism, and we've been playing steadily and never making a mistake."

Changgui said: It shows that we are smart or Mr. Nie teaches well.

I said, "No, it means that some of the things that flow through our bones are the same as Mr. Nie."

Changgui said: Brother, you say be simple, I don't understand.

I said: Maybe neither we nor Mr. Nie have any talent for painting, which is often referred to as painting idiots.

......

Suddenly, a familiar white figure appeared on the sixth floor. I was curious, and I jumped up to find out.

He had his back to me, his white shirt unmoving.

I asked tentatively: Snow?

The man froze, and slowly turned around.

Snow said: Jiangshan?

I said, "Snow, it's really you!" What are you doing here?

Snow said: Find someone.

I asked, "Who are you looking for in this place?"

The snow is silent.

I said: This is the top floor, where did you get so much money?

Xue said: I only spent two hundred taels.

I said, "You still have two hundred taels of gold."

Snow said: Not gold, it's silver.

I said, "No way, the servant said that he could not go up to this floor without gold."

Snow said: Aren't you also here.

I said, "Ah, I just flew up in a hurry—

Snow said, "I flew up too."

......

Almost all of Baihuafang's customers are officials, businessmen and ordinary people, and there are very few people who fly around with knives on their backs. Therefore, this factor was not taken into account when designing and decorating the interior, so there was an obvious loophole.

I was about to pull the snow back to the fourth floor to talk again, but the attic door in front of the left was suddenly kicked open from the inside, and a drunken man kicked the servant in the abdomen, pushing the women in hand away.

The servant crawled up in pain, but was immediately trampled underfoot.

The drunken man yelled: I don't know the dog, look at the master who killed you today.

The slave wailed: Master, the little one can't be the master, and you can't take the little red-sleeved girl with the red sleeves if you kill it.

When I heard the word red sleeves, Xue and I were stunned.

The drunken man said, "Get out, find your boss's big gold tooth."

Then the man grabbed the red sleeves from the house, and said with a mouth full of wine: "Red sleeves baby, go back with me."

Before he could make the next move, the snow had already flashed.

Snow said: Stop.

The slave crawled to my feet, and I grabbed him and asked, "Who is that man?"

The servant said, "Which do you mean?"

I said, "The one who kicked you."

The servant said: That man is the fourth son of Zhao, a very famous loser. You don't know?

I said, "I don't remember, what kind of official is he?"

The servant said, "He has no office."

I said: What's the matter, it's not that the official is still so arrogant.

The servant said, "Mainly his father, who is the prime minister."

I said, "What's the matter, I think his son is very lacking in virtue."

The servant said, "Don't talk about it, I'm going to move the rescuers."

After saying that, he crawled slowly on the ground like a turtle.

I said, "Hey, you can't do it."

The servant said, "Don't worry, son, I'm fine."

I watched the slave crawl slowly until it disappeared, and said to myself: I'm not worried about you, I'm just worried that you are climbing so slowly, and it will be next year for the rescuers to come.

Then I turned my head to look at the chaotic place, Zhao Sigongzi had been knocked to the ground at some point, a gray plus-size shoe print was printed on his crimson face, the jade crown was shattered to the ground, and his unkempt hair was unkempt and there was no hairstyle to speak of. For me, the hairstyle is especially important.

I sighed, what a thing to do.

Snow said: I say it again, apologize to the girl with the red sleeves.

Zhao Sigongzi said: Phew, the master has never bowed his head in his life, let alone to one*.

Snow pulled out a dagger that flickered.

Zhao Sigongzi said: You, what do you want to do?

Xue said: If you don't apologize, chop off your hand that does all kinds of evil.

Zhao Sigongzi said: Damn, the master is evil, what are you chopping the master's hands for!

Xue said: It makes sense, it's better to ask the red-sleeved girl to sew up this disrespectful stinky mouth for you.

Zhao Sigongzi said: Okay, okay, I know you are powerful, I will give you how much money you want.

Snow said: Hey, I look like I'm short of money?

Zhao Sigongzi said: Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't lack money, it's okay to be promoted, I forgot to tell you that my father is the prime minister.

Snow said: I forgot to tell you, I'm a killer, I like to kill.

Zhao Sigongzi said: It's easier to kill people, the house slaves in our house are tall, short, fat and thin, men and women, young and old, you can choose what you like-

Before he could finish speaking, the knife was already stained with blood.

Zhao Sigongzi fainted with the little finger of his severed left hand.

Only then did everyone realize that the seemingly gentle man in front of him was a veritable killer.