Hanxiang came to the Baihua Pavilion surrounded by colorful butterflies, and the red candle walked out of the pavilion to greet her, and said with a smile: "My sister is really busy, but I haven't come here for some days, my butterfly in the garden is thinking about you tightly, if it weren't for the flowers in this garden, I'm afraid I would have to fly away to find you." ”

Hanxiang greeted the hands holding the red candle and said angrily: "My sister is teasing me again, I am an idler who has nothing to do, I am afraid that I will come too hard and dislike my sister." ”

Red Candle smiled and said: "I don't dare to dislike you, our little beauty has a lot of young talents behind her, my business in Fanghuayuan has not been very prosperous recently, maybe one day I will have to rely on my sister to eat." ”

"My sister's Fanghuayuan is so rich, if my sister doesn't even have anything to eat, wouldn't my sister have already starved to death. ”

Red Candle pursed her lips and smiled, then turned her gaze to Hanxiang's back, "My sister also brought two sons over today, is it because I see that the business of Fanghuayuan is too bleak, and the guests introduced to me?" Her gaze stopped on Dugu Zhishui and Gu Boqing for a moment, and then quickly retracted it. Dugu Zhishui looked at the red candle talking to Hanxiang, his heart was a little complicated, with a faint surprise, and it seemed to be mixed with a little loss.

"Sister Hugh is going to make fun of me again. Hanxiang's face was slightly embarrassed, "I haven't introduced it to my sister yet." She pointed at Gu Boqing and said, "This is Gu Gongzi, who has been very famous in the pavilion recently, my sister is well-informed, she should have heard of it." Gu Gongzi's painting is excellent, I really want one after seeing the portrait of Sister Xiangxiu, so I invited Gu Gongzi here today. My little courtyard was too plain, so I thought I would come to my sister to ask for a more beautiful background. Hanxiang said to Gu Boqing again: "Gu Gongzi, this person next to me is the owner of this Fanghua Garden, the master of the red candle." ”

Gu Boqing hugged his fists stiffly, "I've seen Lord Fang." ”

Red Candle smiled with her eyebrows, "Childe doesn't have to be so restrained, my Fanghuayuan is a place to have fun, just relax." After speaking, Red Candle's gaze drifted to Dugu Zhishui again.

Seeing this, Hanxiang hurriedly introduced: "This is ......" Hanxiang almost said "Gu Gongzi's boss", but fortunately she reacted in time and did not finish her words, and it was at this time that she realized that she forgot to ask what the name of this "Gu Gongzi's boss" was.

Hanxiang's mind was in a hurry, and the red candle took the lead in opening her mouth, "Dugu Gongzi hasn't come over for a few days." ”

Dugu Zhishui said with a smile: "Lord Fang's consumption here is too high, I can't afford it." ”

Hanxiang breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then wondered: "Sister recognizes this son?"

"Dugu Gongzi came to me for a drink once. Red Candle explained.

"Childe may have some misunderstanding of my Fanghuayuan," the red candle eyes were as bright as the stars, "Not every guest is as generous as Feng Gongzi, most of the people who come to me on weekdays will eat some wine and food, and call one or two girls to dance or sing a song, the cost is not too expensive." ”

"If Lord Fang knew my current salary, I am afraid that he would not say so. Dugu Zhishui smiled bitterly.

"Childe must not be working in the hospital to make a living, and that income is naturally uncountable. Business in my cabinet has been bleak recently, and my son needs to help us a lot. No matter how bad it is, it is good for the son to come over to enjoy the flowers and fish in his spare time, and add some popularity to my garden. ”

"Lord Fang's words are true, I don't care about this cheek. ”

Red Candle laughed and said, "Naturally, it's true." ”

Hanxiang listened to the conversation between the two, and probably heard some meaning, "How generous is that Feng Gongzi's shot, I actually asked my sister to explain it for this." ”

"My sister has an endless stream of children and young talents there, and Feng Gongzi may not be able to rank first. ”

"I don't believe it, I can make my sister feel that she has a generous hand, presumably it should be a big donor, and my sister will introduce this son to me another day. ”

"Well, I'll send for my sister the next time he comes. ”

"By the way, why don't you see Sister Hongyan, I just saw her in this pavilion. Hanxiang seemed to suddenly remember this.

"I asked her to go back to entertaining guests, and the accounts in the cabinet have not been very good lately, so she naturally has to work harder. ”

In the sea of flowers, Hanxiang found a rather elegant flower bush, and immediately supported the ground with her elbows, hit her forehead with her fists, and lay down on her side. She was languid, her legs curled up casually, her eyes half-closed, and she looked lethargic. After she got her posture, she still asked with her eyes half-closed, "Gu Gongzi, how is my posture like this?"

Gu Boqing had just set up the easel, and hurriedly glanced at Hanxiang, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Hanxiang is half-lying in the flowers, her body is motionless, her temperament is very consistent with the flowers blooming around her, forming a very quiet and harmonious picture, and in such a beautiful static image, several colorful butterflies flapping their wings are like the finishing touch, adding some movement and color to this picture, and setting off the atmosphere of the whole picture more and more peaceful. Gu Boqing was stunned, until Hanxiang couldn't help but open his eyes and look at him, he looked away as if he had just woken up from a dream, and only muttered as if he was talking to himself: "Okay, it's good, it's great......"

Hanxiang breathed a sigh of relief and half-closed her eyes again. Gu Boqing took a deep breath, sat down and began to prepare various paints.

There is a stone table in the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, and Dugu Zhishui and red candles sit opposite each other. Seeing that Hanxiang was in a good posture, Gu Boqing also set up an easel and was about to put down the pen, she retracted her gaze, glanced at Dugu Zhishui, who was sitting opposite, pursed her lips slightly, and then picked up the tea set in front of her and began to make tea. At some point, Dugu Zhishui's gaze turned to the red candle's hand. Looking at the red candles flowing smoothly, scalding pots, placing tea, warming cups, and washing tea...... Dugu Zhishui only felt that her movements had an indescribable beauty, although he didn't understand the art of tea.

After Red Candle was busy, he brought a cup of tea to Dugu Zhishui and said, "Childe taste it." My tea art is not good, don't dislike it. ”

Dugu Zhishui stared at the teacup in front of him that exuded a faint fragrance, and his throat rolled slightly. Hearing the words of the red candle, he hurriedly said: "I am a rough person, I can't taste tea, I'm really afraid of wasting the kindness of Lord Fang." With that, he took the teacup and drank it all. Xu was too anxious to drink, and then he coughed uncontrollably twice, and then praised: "Master Fang's craftsmanship is really good, although this tea is a little bitter, but this bitter taste is not uncomfortable at all, it is much stronger than the tea I drank in Yuyulou." ”

Red Candle was a little sluggish at this time, and when she heard his words, she hurriedly collected her expression and said, "Yuyulou is not a place to drink tea, and there are many guests there on weekdays, so naturally there is not so much free time to make tea slowly. ”

Dugu Zhishui chatted with Red Candle while drinking tea, and he took out the secret news he had recently heard from Yuyulou, and he spoke eloquently. Red Candle put on a posture of listening attentively, adding a few words from time to time, and was extremely familiar with those secrets.

Not as accustomed to adding oil and vinegar as the legend goes, always with some ostentatious meaning, a little scrutiny can often find the unreasonable, the red candle knows more key details of things, and is more common sense, can withstand scrutiny. For example, it is rumored that the imperial court is going to promote the scholars of the poor family recently, and His Majesty the Emperor wants to weaken the control of the big family over the military and political affairs of the dynasty, and it will be difficult for the three major families to control the road of selecting officials in the future. In this regard, the red candle explained that it is true that His Majesty the Emperor wants to weaken the power of the big family, but it is impossible to go too far in promoting the Hanmen scholars, and the road to selecting officials in a short period of time will still be controlled by the big family to a large extent, and the newly promoted Hanmen scholars have no court foundation, and without a legitimate reason, even His Majesty the Emperor cannot forcibly hand over the power held by the big family to these people, which means that the Hanmen scholars are helpless in the court, and it is difficult to move forward, and it is difficult to form a considerable force in a short period of time.

Dugu Zhishui also talked about the emergence of a young genius in the Eastern Shang Kingdom, who entered the realm of Wuzong at the age of thirteen, and was directly admitted to the Shenwu Altar without examination, and heard that an elder of the Shenwu Altar also named him to accept him as a closed disciple. Red Candle added a few words with a smile, it turned out that the young man was a natural martial artist, and he would cultivate when he came out of his mother's womb, so it was not unusual for him to become a martial artist at the age of thirteen. Dugu Zhishui was stunned for a while, there are still people who are born to cultivate.

Dugu Zhishui was surprised by Red Candle's understanding of the outside world, and couldn't help but sigh at the strength of the Drunken Dream Pavilion's ability to send news. After a conversation, Dugu Zhishui felt that he had benefited a lot, and when he was thinking about how to ask some things without a trace, Red Candle seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with a strange expression: "Childe has been out for a while, right?

Dugu was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly got up, dropped a sentence of "talk about it another day", and took a step and left Fanghuayuan. When Dugu stopped the water and walked away, the red candle withdrew her gaze, she picked up the teacup and took a sip, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

Dugu Zhishui hurried back to the hospital and found that Mr. Feng didn't know when he had returned. In addition to Mr. Feng, there was one more person in the store at this time, it was a young man in brocade clothes, his facial features were soft, and he looked similar to Gu Boqing's age. He was looking at the hospital with curiosity, and Mr. Wind was still rooted in the recliner, looking like he was ignoring it. When Dugu Zhishui walked into the medical hall, the young man glanced at him, and then was about to leave. Dugu Zhishui saw that it was rare for someone to come, although he knew that most of the other party was also the same as when he first came, he came to have a look, or asked: "Do you want to take medicine or ask for a doctor?" The young man had already walked to Dugu Zhishui's side-by-side, turned his head when he heard the words, and said in surprise: "Are you?"

"I'm a guy here. Dugu Zhishui smiled.

The young man nodded slightly, "I was just passing by, I happened to come over to have a look, if there is a need in the future, I will come again", after that, without waiting for Dugu Zhishui to respond, the young man walked out of the medical hall and went straight to the Drunken Dream Pavilion opposite.