The breeze falls on the moon and the shallow clouds, and the sound of a paper swallow urges the spring glow. The water pavilion fangtai weaves the man dance, and the smoke willow sprouts again.

In the mouth of countless poets, Lin'an City is a pile of gold and silver where extravagance prevails, and it is also a household profit Luo Qi who competes for luxury......

"The Book of the Earth, the Book of the Earth, the Book of the Lin'an, ten cents a piece!"

"Ten cents a piece, Lin'an City ......"

"Can the officials ask for this scripture? Lin'an City is lively, if it is the first time to come to Lin'an, there is no this land, I am afraid it will be lost. ”

The person handed over the copper coin, took the Lin'an City Land Scripture printed on the rice paper, and asked again: "I heard that there are songs and dances in the Imperial Garden by the West Lake, I don't know if the father-in-law has any suitable guest house recommendations for a family to rest?" ”

The man who sold the land scriptures unfolded a volume of the earth scriptures and pointed them out to the visitors, and responded: "The officials think that this is the first time they have come to this Lin'an City, but they can go to the three bridges to find it, and the larger guest houses are all painted on the earth scriptures." ”

"If there is no shortage of entanglements, you can go to the guest house outside the king, it is very close to the imperial garden, it is convenient to travel to and from the carriage and horses, if you go to the lake, you can also arrive earlier than others."

The man who sold the land looked up and glanced at the person who came, and knew in his heart that this person was afraid that he would come to Ancheng with his wife and children to rely on the entanglement that only had to be depledged and borrowed, and the guest house in the private garden outside the king was probably unaffordable.

"If you want to find something suitable for a long stay, you should go to the Three Bridges to have a look, but I'm afraid that it will be difficult to choose when the time comes."

Seeing that it is the Shangsi Festival, the already prosperous Lin'an City is even more lively. The most noisy is the West Lake, which was compared to Xi Shi by Su Shi.

The sound of the piano is He Nishang, a song moves a thousand boats, but I don't know whose little lady and little official just took a peach blossom branch with a crimson reflection and light red, and the hairpin flower folds the willow, so unhappy.

"Sanniang is dressed so luxuriously today, and I don't know whose Luo it is, but she is envious of people!" Speaking this little lady has not yet married a wife, the golden hairpin beads, the jade bracelet lotus root, and the sachet hanging from the waist are even more complicated silk craftsmanship.

The dark incense between gestures strikes people, revealing the wealth and nobility of Lin'an City everywhere.

The girl who was praised was peach-powdered, with a jade face and eyebrows, and was stopped when she walked down from the sedan chair

The silk scarf that hides the face is embroidered with peonies and butterflies, which is not ordinarily fine. If it is taken out in the middle of the night and half moon, it will definitely make the bee and butterfly lose their minds.

"Seeing that it is Shangsi, Sanniang's clothes make people's eyes can't move, and the day in late spring is also hot, my good Sanniang, but tell me, whose family is this Luo......"

"It's not that I don't tell the fifth sister, it's just that this Luo skirt was also bought by the official to give it to me, doing things for the official family, and if it's not on the day of the Shangsi Festival, I can't accompany me, where can there be ordinary couples who have a happy life?"

"Therefore, the officials were afraid that they would treat me badly, so they specially prepared this skirt to make amends."

The light green skirt is not decorated with embroidery, and it is really not delicate in this spring, but it is the brilliance that overflows in the simplicity, as if it wants to weave the whole spring into every strand of silk.

The spiral skirt, together with the gown, erased the impetuousness in the flowing yarn, and hung obediently, like the forbidden step of mutton fat and white jade, like a fairy clothes, but melted into the mortal dust; It looks like a smoke willow, but it is hung with peach petals stained with sunlight.

"It's not that I don't want to tell the fifth sister, it's actually the officials who also mentioned who knitted this dress, and whose clothes were cut...... If the fifth sister really likes it, I will ask the official another day, and then talk to the fifth sister. ”