The white-clothed Yang Lecong was recommended by Dong Qing, and Lecong, who was not treated by the court, was favored by the princess who had recovered from a serious illness, and said that the whole country celebrated, and tonight they also went to the cloud tower to enjoy the scenery. The first three levels are all interracial performances, and everyone applauds again and again, but it is the last door to make the moon head card Ximio want to dance only if it matches each other. At this moment, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were annoyed, and the flowers and tides planted in the city were not corresponding.

The group was not happy to see the bones, and naturally did not like it, and the emperor decreed that the people of the city, no matter who can find this strange flower, will come to enjoy the dance together without identity, and there will be a rich reward.

It was expected that Yang Le, who was very familiar with the city, knew that there was no such strange flower in the city, so he ate on the spot, and ignored the surroundings like a rare banquet guest.

When the sky was getting dark, the officials in the hall thought that today was going to be fruitless and finally want to end the game, but Ji Changyi, the third princess of the Ji Mansion, returned with a budding 'Jun Moyi', Jun Shang Longyan was happy, Xi Mio took the flower, but he said that the number was not enough and he was still unwilling to dance, Jun Chu Qianze asked Ji Changyi where this flower came from, Ji Changyi told all the flowers where they came from, and Chu Qianze's eyes flashed.

Xi Mio opened his mouth if there was a bouquet of wells, and he was willing to lead his body to dance.

Ji Changyi hurriedly said: "My friend's house only has this well flower, Rao is the only one in the whole city, if it is all broken and tied into a bouquet, then the whole city can no longer be found.

Hearing this, Chu Qianze raised his head as if he was thinking, and immediately said with a smile: "Although this flower is cultivated by your friend's hard work, but it can continue to grow by leaving roots. Could it be that I can't make up for a small request from the Moon Pavilion with the strength of the whole country?"

Knowing the king's intentions, Ji Changyi felt bitter in his heart, and Xi Mio saluted and said softly: "This flower is extremely demanding on the environment, the little woman just wants to dance with this flower, so she has to meet, and the preface makes Ji Gongzi bothered." ”

"Oh?" Chu Qianze raised his eyebrows and said suspiciously: "What should Miss Ximio do?"

"Just don't dance. The full and hilarious Le Cong suddenly opened his mouth, glanced around at him, full of laughter, Chu Qianze looked at Le Cong a lot, and anger gradually appeared in his eyes, but it quickly dispersed, and he had to sigh.

Seeing the crowd sighing, Le Cong smiled again: "Or ask Miss Ximio to dance in front of the well, if you want." ”

Mio's gentle eyes, like water waves, blinked, and bowed to Le Cong.

Seeing this, Chu Qianze knew that Xi Mio was willing, and said loudly: "In this case, please take the craftsman to build the stage first, and I and the others will come later." Remember to build the platform carefully, don't cut your feet!"

Ji Changyi, who was originally very uncomfortable in his heart, thought that he would not act, although he felt a pity, but he was also a little happy in his heart. It's a pity that I didn't cross the bottom line, and I insisted on forcibly occupying the flower garden of that feather..

Unexpectedly, Yang Lecong said again, and at that moment he was ordered to take someone to build a platform, and things took a turn again, and he sighed in his heart that he had to take the order, got up and retreated to find the craftsman, and glared at Yang Lecong, who was eating and drinking on the side, before parting.

Le Cong saw this complaining gaze towards him, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know why, but he guessed that his words were not perfect.

So, Ji Changyi took a group of craftsmen to Xiang Yu's house, and the incident was not repeated. Yang Le came with him all the way, and when he entered the dark alley, he was shocked, and finally came to Xiang Yu's old house.

went to visit Xiang Yu's mother, and saw that her mother was sleeping soundly, but her body was swollen nine times out of ten. After thinking about the noisy and alarming, Le Cong simply woke up Qinglian, introduced her as his own family, and gathered on the platform and dance board that had already been built.

Xi Mio stood in a light posture to warm up, and the officials and spectators all looked at her, not noticing that Le Cong helped Qinglian out of the place to find a place to sit on the side. Although Qinglian is old and unfamiliar with this situation for a while, she still readily believes in Le Cong, and follows Le Cong to watch the dance here.

Placing good people to take care of Qinglian, Le came anxiously to the mouth of the alley to wait for Xiang Yu, and waited until Xiang Yu returned.

Because of his kindness, Xiang Yu saluted first, looked at the lantern and said, "Presumably Lord Yang was also invited to go there to enjoy the dance and flowers..."

Sensing that Xiang Yu was dissatisfied, Le Cong coughed lightly, spread out the paper fan, and said, "You have an acquaintance with Ji Changyi of Naji Mansion?"

Xiang Yu nodded, "Because he was looking for flowers, he accidentally broke into my house." ”

Le Cong laughed dryly and laughed at himself: "Today's various things have nothing to do with me. ”

Xiang Yu seemed to be puzzled, so he asked deeply, and Le Cong said the previous hall 'not as good as dancing in front of the well'.

Xiang Yu's face sank, and he said: "Wouldn't it be that even if you don't propose like this, will the magnates and the lords of a country just be willing? I'm afraid that either it will be coercion, or it will be a self-confessional promise, just to watch this so-called top dance..."

"I don't know because you haven't seen it with your own eyes, but the dancer is the girl in the first car tent you saw a few days ago," Le Cong looked at Xiang Yu with a smile, "but you are quite dissatisfied with this powerful person, or the person in power, I can sense that you have this kind of thought." ”

As he spoke, Le Cong took the paper fan blade and pointed at Xiang Yu's heart, which meant that he had this kind of thought.

"A group of inactive people, for people like me at the bottom, they don't care at a glance, wanton plundering, one word can shatter a lot of dreams, and one word can enter someone's house and forcibly seize something..."

Le Cong put away the fan, paced and thought for a moment with his hands on the quilt, looked directly at Xiang Yu and asked, "Are you dissatisfied, but also jealous?"

"There is some disdain," Xiang Yu's gaze dodged in the face of Le Cong's direct gaze, "and a little envy." ”

"Because the people are at ease but have no heart, although they are in power, they are disdainful, and because they do not need to be a casual person in future generations, they have no worries about food and clothing, and they have no achievements and are envious, right?"

Xiang Yu didn't answer, Xiang Yu only felt that he had been living on the street for fifteen years, living in the capital for fifteen years, and had almost no memory of the outside world, which was why he felt dizzy and strange when he climbed the north city gate before.

In the past fifteen years, Xiang Yu only felt that although he was in the dark and miserable, he was happy with the sunshine under the education of his mother Qinglian and his sister, but when was it not, although the sunshine sank?

There are only a few dozen children in the capital, but in addition to the dozens of people who are quietly missing, the remaining dozens of people are still the same, wandering on the streets.

If it weren't for Na Le's generosity to Xiang Yu from one side, Xiang Yu would only be the same as before, without any change and no hope.

"Positive and upward, showing a majestic and ambitious attitude, this is indeed what a good man should do," Le Cong squinted his eyes and muttered a few numbers in a low voice, one, two, three, four, "In the past, when I felt disappointed and powerless, I would count the stars in the sky, and I remember one time when I saw the most stars in my life, when the summer breeze was cool, and I looked up at countless stars, and it felt so close to me that I could reach out and touch it." I counted for an unknown amount of time until I fell asleep under the tree, and when I woke up, all my worries disappeared...

"What I'm trying to tell you is that it's all temporary, it's all about who you want to be. In the past, when you were poor, until some time ago, although you have been living a very unsatisfactory life, but your education has not been negative, you are honest and courageous, and you do things with kindness, so I choose to help you. If you had been a ruffian, I would not have been able to help you.

"The injustice, the injustice in this world is not unique to this country, and there are so many people outside there. The world is big, and it is your heart that determines where you go, and what kind of person you want to become is not determined by your starting point. Look at the third son of the Ji family, the one who has a relationship with you, although he is in the Ji Mansion, he has a reputation in the court and the opposition for his elegant and talented learning, but this is all because he loves to learn and read, and the master of the Ji Mansion has never had any support for his children.

On the bright side, Jifu is famous in Mangguo, not only because Ji Jiale is kind and charitable, but because none of the three generations of men in Jifu are unknown in the court and the opposition, and there is no succession to the official, all of them are working hard by their hands. The reputation spreads ten, spreads to hundreds, and thousands of people are convinced, which is the reason why Jifu is famous. ”

Hearing Yang Lecong's words, Xiang Yu, who was originally loose in his heart, seemed to be propped up in his heart, and he had been struggling at the bottom, and it was rare to see a prosperous young man in the world, and his heart was moved by the lure of fame, which was really normal. And Yang Lecong is the person who planted a seed of hope in his floating heart, Xiang Yu is not a person who is greedy for money or has evil ideas.

It's just that in the intertwining of education from childhood to adulthood and the prosperity of the world, the originally shining eyes were slightly covered by dust, and at this moment, Xiang Yu's bright eyes are even more firm and strong.

"It was the girl on the first tent the day before yesterday who was dancing, and today I learned that she is the same age as you, and this year is the first time that she has been recommended by the Moon Pavilion to come to this mango to the appointment. Le Cong's tone was much lighter, "The Pretty Woman's Festival, all the ministers are watching, it seems that you should be very curious, right?"

Thinking of the bright face that passed in front of him, Xiang Yu's face turned red for no reason, and he smiled slightly, beckoning Xiang Yu to go to the house together.

On the long guest road paved with lanterns on both sides, Xiang Yu and Le Cong walked silently, and when they approached the door, the two could already hear the noise and applause inside, and Le Cong quietly spoke: "Was your dear sister taken away by Wang Qingyang?"

Xiang Yu's eyes rose angrily, nodded by default, smiled from the corner of his mouth, and then entered the mansion, Xiang Yu asked for some reason, and followed in.

Xiang Yu's eyes are the courtyard that has been completely transformed, this courtyard is piled up by wooden planks and potted plants, the potted plants are planted with flowers and plants of different colors, the rare folk dragon tree, its fruit is shining, the wooden branches are lingering and long, the texture is celadon color, the parts are uneven, and it looks like an artificially carved dragon from a distance.

A series of plants that Xiang Yu has never seen or only heard of. At the forefront, there are rows of wooden chairs, all of whom are richly dressed and are not ordinary people.

And everyone's eyes are on the woman in red makeup on the stage, this woman is tall, her fair and slender thighs are exposed in the air, she is dressed in a red robe, and the shoulders on both sides show the special royal coat of arms of Mangguo, and the front pattern is depicting a lifelike phoenix, and the phoenix eyes seem to be looking at herself from all angles. The cuffs are petal-shaped, and the slender arms are waving extremely flexibly.

The makeup on the face is very light, a pair of phoenix eyes and eyebrows complement each other, and under the pointed bridge of the nose is a small mouth with red lips and white teeth, and the lips are slightly covered with straw balm, which is a lipstick that can be bought on the street to keep the lips moist.

The red robe and short skirt were all the costumes of the Mangguo royal family, although this dress was eye-catching, Xiang Yu felt that there was something wrong.

Because the immature face didn't seem to be worthy of this hot red, so thinking about it, there was an exclamation, and the woman posed for the '合' style of the 46 Yi dance of Mangguo, which was extremely sincere in both dress and posture, full of mango local customs.

In the cheers of everyone, the curtain was about to fall, and suddenly something seemed to grow in the well behind the woman, and after a while, a bead curtain was all opened, and the audience was shocked, and Xiang Yu's eyes widened.

The 'Jun Moyi' in the well, which is rarely seen in bloom all year round, is all open at this moment, like a little enchanting star in the dark night, and its branches are also beginning to be filled with blood red, just like this, the red flowers are intertwined like a gorgeous fireworks.

The woman stood in front of the flower, and the red flame of the two fused together, and at this moment, everyone present only felt that one sentence could describe this woman - beautiful and incomprehensible.

In the obsessive eyes of everyone, the woman bowed down to make a national salute, and then walked off the stage, while a sedan chair carried her away, and walked in a hurry, and the spectators also watched her figure leave through the door.

Xiang Yu and Le Cong were a few meters away from the door, and because there was nothing to block it, the stage was heightened, so they could see the last part of the dance at a glance.

At this moment, the sedan chair passed by, but Xiang Yu's face did not have the previous joy, but a solemn face, looking at the sedan chair passing by, Xiang Yu tried to see the people inside through the sedan window, but the sedan chair curtain blocked the view.

The sedan chair carried everyone's eyes until they left the house, and everyone's eyes turned to the two people standing at the door.

Le Cong laughed dryly, and said with a smile: "Let me introduce, this one next to me is the owner of this mansion and the seedling of that strange flower, named Xiang Yu."

In front of everyone's eyes, Xiang Yu seemed to be still thinking about something, and was patted on the shoulder by Le Cong before bowing his hand, "Below is the city guard of the West City Gate, and they are also the residents and maintenance personnel in this house." ”

Above the high hall, the old Chu Qianze seemed to be much more energetic than a few days ago, and the woman sitting next to him with black hair, a purple skirt, and a tearful mole in the corner of her eyes 'poofed' smiles, like a rejuvenated patient blooming a smile from the heart.

This purple-clothed girl is the princess of Mangguo, Chu Qianze's only bloodline, Chu Ziyi.

Seeing his daughter smiling, Chu Qianze, who was originally in a very good mood, laughed with Lang, and said to Yang and Xiang: "You two don't lift each other up, I thank you for planting flowers, and thank you for guarding the west gate." ”

Le Cong smiled and said nothing, but Xiang Yu's mind had not yet converged, and he was still thinking about the dancing woman, not because he was thinking about how charming the dancing posture and the woman were, but because the last 'Jun Moyi' was all blooming, and outsiders looked really charming and beautiful.

But Xiang Yu, who had been with the flower for several years, was deeply aware that at the moment when the woman was dancing, those flowers seemed to have been drained of vitality, and thinking of the strange things he had encountered before, Xiang Yu's scalp couldn't help but feel a little numb.

"What the king said is indeed that the flower likes yin but not yang, rain and drought, and it is indeed very difficult to raise seedlings and grow up, and even bud and bloom. An old man sitting close to Chu Qianze opened his mouth like this, and Xiang Yu, who was in deep thought, heard that there was someone who was so familiar with this flower present, and looked up and stared.

This is an old man who is nearly eighty years old, and the mottles of time are so thoroughly revealed in this old man, his long hair and long beard are gray, his brows are wrinkles of old age, and his cheeks are dotted with age spots. This age contrasts with wearing a black and white robe, and it really has the appearance of a fairy wind bone.

"I also know what Xi Ran said," Chu Qianze nodded at Xi Ran Deyi, very respectful, "I remember the great merits of three people in today's dance, one is Ji Changyi of the Ji family, you made today's banquet a turnaround, I remember your first merit." ”

Ji Changyi, who was in the corner, attended the hand, but with a hint of apology on his face, he said: "The minister is not doing his duty, the so-called first merit, the minister is ashamed." ”

sighed, and continued: "On the contrary, because of me, I feel that today's events are not worthy of Brother Yu, and I forgive Changyi for not being able to accept this credit." ”

"Are you worried about what I said earlier, 'take a bouquet of flowers', or did I ask you to disturb Xiang Yu's house and complain?"

Ji Changyi didn't answer, and was silent.

"Since this is the case," Chu Qianze didn't care, "then I will give this credit to Xiang Yu, plant flowers and cultivate them, and it is quite painstaking, and you can tell me what you want." ”

When questioned in court, it was still a promise of the Son of Heaven, if Xiang Yu must have an inexplicable sense of persistence in chasing fame and fortune before, but at this moment Xiang Yu replied calmly: "I only hope that Your Majesty will not accept my residence, and the flower of that well will be raised under it, I hope so." ”

Hearing this, Chu Qianze laughed again, "Isn't it that Xiang Yu still thinks that I came to you tonight to enjoy the flowers, I want to make this place my own, and I can't store the flowers back to the palace?"

As you say, the dwelling here will always be yours, and the flowers will be entrusted to you, and I wish you a good life and cultivation. However, you can't count this as a wish, so let's say it again, right?"

"I don't want anything else. Coldly, Xiang Yu replied lightly.

Chu Qianze, who was originally smiling, looked a little sinking now, this day has given credit, why do they seem to shirk and don't want to accept it?

The scene fell silent for a moment, and the air seemed to be filled with cold tones.

Princess Chu Ziyi got up and walked down from the high platform, a short skirt outlined this figure that was much more mature than her peers, the two slender jade hands raised slightly, and the voice came into everyone's ears like a drizzle: "Father is a meritorious achievement today, and everyone present today is gathered because of my recovery, Ziyi feels very honored."

The craftsmen who are responsible for setting up the stage and seating will also be rewarded by their fathers, and Ji Gongzi, Xiang Gongzi, and Lord Yang, your three fathers will definitely be rewarded, and I hope that the three of them will not be stingy. ”

Chu Qianze saw his daughter playing a round, sorted out his thoughts and said to Le Cong: "Le Cong, you and I are not new acquaintances, today you put forward opinions, and Xiang Yu has a subordinate relationship with you, I also remember your great achievements." You and I don't have to be polite..."

"Nature." Le Cong looked indifferent, not flustered, really intended to be 'unceremoniously', pacing left and right a few times, Le Cong opened the paper fan, pointed at a man sitting near Chu Qianze with the fan blade and said: "I have heard for a long time that Lord Wang's house is good at raising flowers, and he is coveted below, I don't know if Lord Wang can give it away?"

The man to whom he was referred was a man of great size, with limbs like ape's arms, thin ears on both sides, but dull eyes, and a scar on the lower lip of his nose curved like an eagle.

Seeing that Dele pointed at himself with a fan, his expression was stunned and then returned to normal, and he said harshly and hoarsely: "The king asked Lord Yang what he wanted, but Lord Yang pointed at me with a fan." Anyway, there are indeed a lot of good flowers in the house, if Lord Yang has the heart to take a fancy to it, come to my mansion another day, and take as much as he wants. ”

Chu Qianze frowned, sensing that things were a little weird, and just wanted to open his mouth to persuade but was preemptively spoken out by Lecong: "There is a flower in the palace that is born among the people, but it is out of the mud but not stained, and it is rare in the world, and that is exactly what I want to ask for." ”

Xiang Yu looked stunned, thought about it in his heart, and listened to the loud order: "The lord of this house, Xiang Yu's closest relative, and the girl Xiang with an old mother, was taken captive by you and returned to the house, and this time I will ask you to return in this house!"