Chapter 56: The Lower Nine Streams (2)
There should be a problem with the chess pieces arranged early in the lower ninth stream, otherwise there would not be a gap between Changqingzi and Qingyuan Xingduan, who were arranged to pick up their own Changqingzi and the head of the Qingyuan Xingduan. The head of the Qingyuan Xing section didn't know who he was picking up, and he didn't even know Ye Wen's identity, so it was best to ask Ye Wen to tell his identity, you must know that Ye Wen and the rest of the people were not on the same path, and this action was easy to expose himself. But fortunately, it was exposed, and it was not exposed, but it showed that he was a lineage of Xiliangwu Emperor City, and presumably the Duan class master couldn't guess that he was the heir of the big boss of the 100,000 mountain gatekeepers. It's also thanks to these hypocrites who are not as pretentious as the upper nine ranks, and the peddlers and pawns are the most grateful, and the more they read the books, the more they see their kindness.
I collected a little thought in the guest room and opened the window to let in some air. Qingyuan Xing this theater should go to the north and south of the river to sing the business, this guest room should be rented, fortunately living between the houses, it is not extraordinary, but you can also enjoy a piece of tranquility. Looking up, the time should be almost up, and call the koi to go to the river outside the town to see the so-called chess game. But I guess according to the little girl's temperament, this time she should be missing.
Ye Wen left his guest room, came to the room arranged for the koi, knocked on the door, and sure enough, as he expected, the little girl didn't know where to go. But calling her is a cover-up, since the person is not there, just be careful.
Passing backstage, Ye Wen actually saw Wu Qi backstage, sitting on the edge of the well and watching these theater students practice their singing skills with great interest. As for Ma Rulong and Chu Wensheng, they are probably sleeping in the room, and they won't go downstairs until dinner. Yang Zongbao estimated that he practiced guns, there was no way, the moon stick knife was a gun for a lifetime, and the sword was hidden with him, didn't he see Ye Wen carrying a sword box all the time. Ye Wentian thought shamelessly.
Ye Wen walked over, "Why are you addicted? Men are afraid of "Night Run", and women are afraid of "Sifan". Which future horn do you like? Let you, the future master of Kyushu, praise you, and reward two spitting stars, so you can't fly on the branches and become a phoenix. ”
"Go, go, if you feel like you're going to do it yourself, don't bother me. Wu Qi rarely didn't have yesterday's good temper with Ye Wen, and said angrily, and ignored Ye Wen after speaking, picked up a gourd and scooped a scoop of deep well water and hurriedly moistened the throats of those hoarse children who practiced playing. Ye Wen thoughtfully left the backstage of Qingyuan Xing and went to the riverside chess game.
"Dinner won't be waiting for you, you shouldn't be able to come back in time. A word came from Wu Qi in the distance.
"Ah, not coming back. Ye Wen turned his back and waved his hand.
On the way to the river, Ye Wen met the stern Duan class master again, with a group of skinny and bare-chested boys facing the river full of glow, holding a group of male ducks to practice their voices, so that they scared away a group of fish under the river. Seeing that Ye Wen was coming, the head of the Duan class nodded, and secretly made a few movements with his right hand, and then turned around and held the wooden board wrapped in strips of cloth, and came when he saw that anyone was lazy.
"The third chess game under the fifth weeping willow that goes a mile forward, I see. Ye Wen nodded.
After a while, Ye Wen came to the third chess game in the code, the whole river was full of tables and chairs, but unfortunately there was no guest, it should be the time for dinner, everyone went back, only the third table was lying on a sleepy middle-aged man, and there was an endgame on the chessboard, black and white Go, which was rare. Most of the people are chess players, and there are very few people who play Go, let alone solve the Go endgame.
"Yo, young man, come and take a look at the next plate, just work hard for a while, and don't delay your point at home for dinner. "I finally saw that someone came. The sleepy middle-aged man wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said to Ye Wen.
"Three mountains and five mountains, how can you get seven white and eight black?" Ye Wen put his hand in his sleeve and sat opposite the middle-aged man and said lightly.
"Read too many books and read stupidly, can't you get down?" the middle-aged man scolded impatiently, but straightened up.
"It will go down, not down. Ye Wen said again.
"Okay, okay, look at me. The middle-aged man stood up, holding a black spot in his right hand and a white seed in his left hand, playing against himself alone, no longer paying attention to Ye Wen who was sitting on the side. One son after another, uninterruptedly full of chessboard, Ye Wen then withdrew his gaze from the middle-aged man's face, put it on the chessboard, silently remembered the position of the black chess in his heart, and translated it word by word against the memory in his mind. Ye Wen's eyes shrank,
"Is he here in person, it seems that more than Xia Jiuliu has an accident!" Ye Wen sighed secretly in his heart.
"Remember clearly?" The middle-aged man saw Ye Wen close his eyes and open his eyes again, and disrupted the chess game with a wave of his hand, and hurriedly asked. He was only responsible for setting up the chessboard, and he didn't know what the code on the board said.
"Well, where to go for dinner, it's a real headache. Ye Wen said with his lips on the horse's mouth.
"Drink a pot of flower wine, go to Qingyuan to watch a good show, go home to sleep, and collect things. The middle-aged man replied in the same way, the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth. Ye Wen heard the answer he wanted, stood up and picked out a few chess pieces from the chessboard, held them in his hand, and crushed the chess pieces to reveal the things hidden in the chess pieces, which were shining with golden light, and they were a few small golden leaves.
"Do you know that I don't have the money to drink flower wine? ”
There is only one place to drink flower wine in Zhangjia Town, and that is Yihong Courtyard, which is located in the center of the town. Ye Wen came to Yihong Courtyard but did not enter through the main entrance, according to the answer he got in the end. Drinking flower wine in Yihong Courtyard, Qingyuan Xing watching a good show refers to the lower ninth rate, and going home to sleep refers to the lower ninth rate home. There are cooks in the lower nine streams in Yihong Courtyard, those who run the hall, and turtle gongs, etc., while the lower nine streams in Yihong Courtyard can only be the cook's home, the back kitchen. As for the brothel, it was not considered a low-grade a few decades ago, and it was on the tail of the upper nine grades, nine grades and hundred flowers, and after the sects of the junior high school and the upper nine grades knew about it, they almost pierced a hole in the sky, but they couldn't help it, who called this a world of laughing at the poor and not laughing at prostitutes. If you have money, you are the uncle.
When he came to the back door of Yihong Courtyard, Ye Wen stretched out his hand and pushed it, and sure enough, the door was not fastened, and he pushed the door open with a light push. And the warbler Yanyan in the front yard of Yihong Courtyard, Yin Ziyanhong is different, there is no balsam jade arm here, there is no ** desire; here is more dirt in another world, full of miscellaneous garbage, only a dozen steps away from the kitchen, presumably those guests of Yihong Courtyard can not taste the cleanliness of the wine and food, this is not a restaurant, not a place to eat and drink, this is a paradise for men to play.
Ye Wen avoided the obstacles along the way, there were some pots and pans, and the chefs who were stir-frying vegetables and soup in full swing didn't seem to see Ye Wen, but when Ye Wen came to the end, he opened a certain obstacle again, allowing Ye Wen to continue to move forward and walk through many passages, and some of the obstacles could even be seen as a newly opened door. Ye Wen came to a quiet room, and estimated that he was still in Yihong Courtyard, but he couldn't hear the screams of the waves in Yihong Courtyard.
There was a table in the room, on which were several plates of small fried rice and two bowls of rice, one bowl was so small and delicate that even the chopsticks were made of jade, and the other bowl was huge, filled with rice, and a pair of ordinary bamboo chopsticks were placed aside. A table of wine and food is eaten for two people, but there is only one chair.
Directly opposite the table is the door of the room, the threshold is so high that it is almost to the knees of a person, the structure of a typical deep-gate compound. On the high threshold sat a man, a young man. The black shirt and jade with high boots, clear eyebrows, and bright eyes, saw Ye Wen coming in through the secret door of the bookshelf in the house, and smiled shyly, printing the moonlight to reveal a mouthful of white teeth.
"Brother, you're here, let's eat, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”
"Ah, Ye Chong, wait a minute, eat quickly. Ye Wen said. The brothers, who were five years apart, met in this Yihong Courtyard at this moment, but they were the same as before.
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