Ji Daqiang lay on the bed, thinking about what happened during the day.

He thought he was good-looking, but he didn't dare to think of his background as so beautiful.

It turns out that you can really look beautiful, and you can think about beauty.

Once he thought that he was born to be a good seedling of martial arts, but he was discovered by his senior brother, took him up the mountain, recommended him to his master, and became the personal heir of the head of Penglai Pavilion.

Besides, his own kung fu practice is really good.

It turned out that this was all my grandfather's arrangement.

Isn't it also a kind of luck to have a good background?

Ji Daqiang felt like he was in a dream, lying on the bed, he was holding the quilt and laughing.

He longed to see his mother, but he didn't want to see his father, who was on the verge of death, even if he was King Lu.

If it weren't for him, how could he have been learning art in the mountains since he was a child.

He also doesn't understand, his grandfather is so powerful, wouldn't it be good to take himself with him?

He asked his grandfather, and Weilong told him,

You are the son of King Lu, the son of the world, besides, you are the grandson of your grandfather, which is also a secret.

The son, the son, and King Lu are not good, but the identity of the prince makes Ji Daqiang very happy.

After he got out of the carriage with his grandfather, there were so many people waiting that he knelt down.

Grandpa was so majestic, standing next to his grandfather on the big wall, there was only his grandfather in his eyes, and he still had a smile on his lips.

That's his spring breeze.

Excitement mixed with the exhaustion of the journey, and the big wall fell asleep.

At this time, Wei Long was secretly discussing with Kan Da, the guard of Jimo City, and Mo Xu, the city lord.

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Chen Suisui pushed open the door with the package on his back, the medicine jar was still sitting on the stove bubbling, and the medicine boiler next to the small stove had been replaced by Chen's mother.

There weren't many things in the package, just a few changes of clothes, and two taels of silver.

When Chen's mother heard that the IOU of two taels actually borrowed more than three taels of silver, she glared at her son.

Since the other party is not a fool, we cannot treat people as fools with a clear conscience. Chen's mother told her son not to worry about himself, the medicine had been caught, and he would take the medicine to recuperate, so that her son would hurry up and chase it and return the excess money to others.

At this time, there was no heavy work at home, if it wasn't for his mother's illness, the family was in urgent need of money, Chen Suisui wanted to go to Longjiang Town or Xinling City to try his luck, find a short-term job, earn some spare money to subsidize the family, and take a look at whether there was a conscription notice in Xinling City.

Chen Suisui left home like this, one to send money, and the other to work to earn money.

Today is May 19th, and half a month ago he just celebrated his sixteenth birthday, the fourth day of the fifth month.

Tomorrow is the fifth day of the fifth month of May.

When he was a child, he listened to his mother's words in his mother's arms, good boy, you really know how to choose a day to come out, God bless our old Chen family.

Later, he heard from the old people that by May, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the five poisons of snakes, scorpions, centipedes, lizards, and toads began to come out, so May was called the "Poison Month", and after the fifth day of the first month, summer officially came, so this day was called "Poison Day".

Slowly, the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month became known as the "Five Poisons Day", and children born on this day were considered ominous.

The most ominous statement is that of Ke's parents.

It is impossible to determine where this statement came from, but everyone said that it became true.

Fortunately, he was born in the fourth year of junior high school.

What if he was born on the fifth day of junior high school? Can his father and mother really find a place to bury him?

He heard his father say after drinking, isn't it just for ten years, twenty years, and a hundred years later, there will still be my Chen Fugui's seed?

It's a shame that he's a boy.

Later, he asked his secret master, Mr. Tao Yin, if the statement of the Five Poison Days was true, and he felt that his master had read more and must know more.

At that time, the master held a small pottery wine jug and poured it lightly on the small wine cup.

The wine is like a thin thread, rolled into a small terracotta wine cup.

The old man's hand lifted up, the thread was stretched, and then it snapped, and the last wine was put into the glass, splashing with ripples.

Pinched a saltwater peanut and put it in his mouth, the old man tilted his head to look at the table next to the wine cup, saw that the wine did not spill, nodded with satisfaction, took the wine cup and put it to his lips, did not hurry to open his mouth, but squinted his eyes, shrunk the wing of his nose, shook his head slightly, and then drank it all.

Master always drinks like this, and Chen Suisui has long been accustomed to it.

He also tasted the contents of this cup, it was so spicy that he coughed, and the father on the side laughed and said, don't vomit, it's a pity, Lao Tzu can only drink a few pots a year?

Bitter and spicy, what is there to drink.

Putting down the wine cup, the old man stroked his gray beard under his chin with his hand, snorted softly, and told him,

"The moon sets and the sun rises, the seasons rotate, and the climate changes, but it is just the principle of nature. The way of heaven is beyond the reach of manpower, so the rumors spread, and everyone gradually believes it, and over time, it becomes a legend. ”

For a long time, the old man snorted and said,

"Sensei believe that. ”

It is recorded in the history books that thousands of years ago, in that era of princes' disputes, the famous son of Qi State, Meng Weijun Tianwen, was born on the fifth day of the fifth month of May.

His father Tian Ying was Qi Xiang and had many heirs, and because of the rumors of his father, he asked his mother to abandon him and not raise him, and his mother stole it and raised him, and he grew up.

As a result, his father was not defeated, and he became a famous figure in the history books.

When he was studying with the master later, the old man turned it out and told him what he had heard.

The old man also told him a lot about that era.

The master admired this person very much, and when he said that this person threw himself into the river and died, the old man burst into tears, calling him confused and righteous.

The old man patted Chen Suisui on the shoulder and told him to remember, on the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month, it was enough to remember this gentleman.

One of the old people often said was, what is there to be afraid of dying? It is even more difficult to live.

As he grew up, he tasted all kinds of flavors from Master's words.

After going to Longjiang Town, he realized that there were so many things that children could play with when he was a child, and his favorite childhood toy was the wooden sword that his father made for him.

He was sensible very early and began to help his father work in the fields very early.

When he first picked up a hoe taller than him on his immature shoulders, his father smiled happily, worthy of my Chen Fugui's species, and he would be a good trick in the future, and he couldn't be hungry.

The master taught him kung fu, taught him to read and hyphenation, and gave him handouts, but he never asked him to do anything, or asked him to do anything.

Master just told him not to bully the weak, not to hurt others casually, to reason before you do it, and not to use your hands if you can use your mouth.

Master also said, "I hope you don't disappoint me for telling you about those books."

Chen Suisui is a little at a loss, how can he live up to it?

Master has talked about so many books, but none of them tell him how to eat his stomach.

In fact, the master doesn't seem to be doing very well, and sometimes he finally catches some game from the small hill in Nanshan and takes it to honor the master.

The master looked at the little animal struggling in his hand and shook his head and said, "Kill, take it aside."

Except for the first time when he obediently wanted to carry the game home and was called back by the master, he directly carried it to the gang room and killed it.

The master eats more fragrantly than anyone else, so he doesn't mention anything that kills or doesn't kill.

His father and mother never ignored him and ran to Mr. Tao's house, because he told his father and mother that Mr. taught him to read and write, and muttered in his heart, as well as practicing martial arts.

I'm not lying.

Although in the eyes of Zhuangzi people, this family member who is not a well-dressed family member has a good temperament, but Chen's father still respects Mr. Tao Yin very much, because he is a scholar.

I don't expect my son to not touch the hoe in the future, but he Chen Fugui thinks that it is a good thing to know more words, for example, he is more literate than his grandfather, and the name Sui Sui is much better than Fugui.

It's a pity that wealth is just a name, not a rice tank.

The son respected the teacher and took the game to Mr. Tao's house, and Chen's father always smiled when he saw it.

If it weren't for the fact that the mountain on our side was too small and there wasn't much game, he would have gone up the mountain to catch a few and sent them to Mr. Tao.

The master nibbled on the game and said to Chen Suisui, do you know? The old man doesn't bend his waist for five buckets of rice, and he doesn't teach you skills to eat this.

There is a way to inherit the torch, and if it is extinguished by the old man, the old man will become a sinner.

However, being able to eat this is an unexpected joy, well, an unexpected joy.

The wine was sizzling, and the old man was happy.

The master did not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but he almost went astray, and Chen Suisui felt that he was ashamed of his master's teachings.

He seemed to understand Master's words not to be disappointed.

Whether it's five buckets of rice or a few taels of silver, you can eat it well and use it safely.

So when his mother told him to return the extra silver, Chen Suisui, who had left eight pieces of silver for the family, packed up his things and left the house without saying a word.

In addition to the one or two or seven yuan that he was ready to pay back, Chen Suisui left three yuan for himself, he was not a reckless teenager, if he didn't take a penny, he was likely to go home hungry before he found a job as a short-term worker.

He had followed the convoy before, and according to the speed of the convoy, it was estimated that the convoy was almost in Longjiang Town at this time, and he ran out of Taojiabao.

There was no one on the road, and a young man in cloth walked like a fly.

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The Songzhu Pavilion occupies a large area, and a green building has such a large scale in Pingnan City, which shows its financial resources.

Kang Xianniang, the steward of the Yaguan, was called Aunt Kang by the girls, and the old bustard of the vulgar hall was the mother of the finch in the mouth of the Liu Ke.

There are very few people who know who the two bosses are.

Before the Wuya Pavilion, the Songzhu Pavilion was just one of the two major green buildings in Pingnan City, which was originally called Qunfang Pavilion.

Later, the Songzhu Museum did not know who became the new boss, rebuilt, and opened the door again to welcome guests, the new plaque "Songzhu" made many people who wanted to find joy stunned, is this a place to practice the pen or a place to practice the gun?

Mother Finch is not the person brought by the new owner, it turns out that the girls of Qunfang Pavilion have become people from the vulgar hall.

A good group of people fell into a vulgar word, and the girls didn't like it in their hearts, chattering around the finch mother, why are we vulgar, don't they just know how to sing some songs, and learn from the men to say some literary crepe words is elegant? Aren't they all earning the money of those men.

One of the girls quipped, isn't it, our sister Chrysanthemum has a good voice, every time a guest comes, not long after entering the house, I hear her singing, and the voice sings so that our guests can't stand it.

The girl named Chrysanthemum told her, silly sister, we are in the skin and meat business, but not for pleasure, how long have you been here, I think it tastes good, I can still earn money if I am comfortable, but you can try again in two years, who doesn't want the stinky man on his body to go down early, and look forward to meeting a kind person, and spent money to give us a good chance.

The girl who joked was named Orchid, and she was also a poor person.

The dynasty does not prohibit the business of Qinglou, but it is strictly forbidden to force good people to become prostitutes. Most of the girls in the Qinglou are so poor that they are dying of hunger, and they have no choice but to fill their stomachs, where can they take care of anything else.

Orchid has only been receiving customers for half a year, but it has been two years since I came to Qunfanglou.

When she first came, she was as thin as a hemp pole, and the mother of the finch had thief eyes, and she could see at a glance that the orchid was a beautiful embryo, but she was so hungry that she didn't grow it.

The mother finch also has the capital, delicious and delicious to offer, and in less than two years, this orchid will grow brightly.

In the past two years, she has already made her look forward to making money as soon as possible.

Since she chose to eat this bowl of rice, the rice bowl had to be steady, which was what Mother Finch taught her.

At that time, there was a chicken leg and two large pieces of braised pork in her rice bowl, and she nodded while swallowing the rice.

She was still a little nervous on the day of the first pick-up, but fortunately, Mother Finch and all the sisters told her many ways, and Sister Chrysanthemum told her that she screamed when she hurt, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

When the guest left, he gave more silver ingots, and told the mother finch that it was for this orchid.

The one who often comes to Qunfanglou on weekdays actually wants to redeem this orchid, but he doesn't have the confidence. It's not that he doesn't have money, it's that he doesn't dare.

The man at home told him that he could be as chic as he was outside, but he was not allowed to bring it home.

Orchid has only been picking up customers for half a year, and I have accumulated some capital, and most of the money is given to the mother bird.

The finch mother also cultivated her as an oiran, and often gave some of her own draw to the orchid, telling her to save it and buy jewelry in the future to use.

At that time, the orchid looked stunned, and she still needed to buy jewelry?

Later, the new owner was changed, except for the finch mother, no one in Qunfang Pavilion knew what the new owner's parents were like.

The new owner is quite generous, and for most of the half a year, he has also given subsidies to the girls, although it is not much, but it is always intentional.

The girls complained, and the finch mother persuaded her, aren't you still like this?

Mother Sparrow whispered, your business may be better than before.

Sure enough, as expected by the mother bird, the appearance of the elegant pavilion made the Songzhu Pavilion famous.

People are often curious about new things, and when they see too much, no matter how good they are, they can't be interested.

The more you can't get it, the more itchy it is.

There are not many girls in this elegant hall, it is said that all talents are complete, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything, and they can dance gracefully, which makes the eyes of the visitors open their eyes.

The guests came out of the Songzhu Pavilion, and their waists were straight.

Whose son-in-law gave a poem to a certain girl, a good poem, and the girl stroked the piano for her to express her gratitude.

But the Qinglou is a Qinglou after all, and the men are so hot in the elegant hall that they turn their heads and go to the vulgar hall to put out the fire.

Therefore, the business of the secular hall is also very good.

Before Liu Weiwei came to the Songzhu Pavilion, the Oiran of the Elegant Pavilion was called An Yunge.

An Yunge is good at stroking the piano.

The piano is a famous piano created by the Cai family in the previous dynasty, Jiaowei.

The repertoire played is "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats" and "Guangling San".

Every time An Yunge performs, he covers his face with a light veil and wears a shawl dress, looking soft and weak, and he speaks softly.

This is refreshing for the spectators who are used to hearing the loud voices of the girls.

The reputation of the elegant hall was agitated because of An Yunge.

It's just that An Yunge never sees guests alone.

And after Liu Weiwei came, An Yunge disappeared.

It doesn't matter who the Oiran is, what matters is whether the new Oiran is good enough and whether it is good enough or not.

Miss Vivi has the opportunity to meet alone three times a month, which makes the frequent visitors crazy.

It's just that the conditions for this meeting are a little weird.

Miss Liu Weiwei has taken a fancy to herself, she can see whoever she wants, and if she is in a bad mood, there are times when no one is seen.

Aunt Kang can't help it.

Yes, but unfortunately Miss Weiwei was not happy, the person didn't even have the courage to make trouble, so he took the money and turned around and went to the vulgar hall.

Because the first person Miss Weiwei met alone was the city lord of Pingnan City, Dong Shixian.

Even Dong Xianglin didn't know that the first time Miss Liu Weiwei saw a guest, his father actually took someone to the party. Dong Shixian actually didn't want to go, but when the owner behind the Songzhu Pavilion repeatedly assured him, he came down to see how about the first Qinglou in Pingnan City with an elegant pavilion.

The proprietor can say that the annual tax paid will be increased by an additional 30%.

In this way, all the guests are very acceptable, the more rare, the more good it can show, who doesn't want to be the envy of others?

I went upstairs with my skirt in my hand, it was Aunt Kang's order, ask Miss Weiwei if she is ready?

Aunt Kang let the words tell Miss Weiwei that there are three sons among today's guests, and their status is not low, let's see if the girl is willing to meet alone today.

Lu Yiping had never stepped into the Songzhu Pavilion, he drank wine and asked Dong Shixian with red eyes, is the elegant pavilion really okay?

Dong Shixian said that I can still lie to you? You don't know the one in my family.

Lu Yiping took a sip of wine, thought about it, forget it, I can't listen to the piano music, and I don't have much interest in dancing and writing, that's your literati's preference.

There is another scholar in the academy who is fortunate to meet, and that is Fu Xinhan.

This scholar also wrote a poem for Miss Weiwei, which became a good story in Pingnan City for a while, and many girls in the boudoir were envious, no one said that Fu Xinhan went to the Qinglou, only that his talent was good.

In fact, he just drank three cups of tea with Miss Vivi.

As for Miss Weiwei's beauty, he was fortunate enough to take a look.

The girl took off the light veil and covered it again, but just this glance made him silently recite the book of the sages several times in his heart.

He didn't dare to look up, for fear that he would not be able to look at it.

The girl was dressing up, and under the powder box was a handkerchief, and a poem was embroidered on the scarf.

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the wind moves the lotus leaves.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

Poetry is good poetry, and the person who makes poetry is also a good person, but he is more timid and more angry.

Liu Weiwei smiled slightly, she was a nerd after all, but she was very pleasant to speak.

Weiwei smiled very captivatingly, and then smiled at the country.

Look, is this a treat of this girl as a Daji, a compliment?

After all, there is still no one to match him.

"Miss Vivi, Miss Vivi. ”

Zizi gently slapped the door, interrupting Liu Weiwei's thoughts.

"It's a word, come in and help my sister see how well this makeup is painted?"

There is a way to look back and smile at Bai Meisheng, and I feel that it is myself, and my soul has been hooked away.

Liu Weiwei just casually looked back at the words.

In front of the bronze mirror, she was lightly drawing her eyebrows, and she was drawing small mountain eyebrows.

The person in her heart wrote her a poem, letting her love Xiaoshan Mei alone.

The hills overlap and the gold is extinguished, and the sideburns and clouds want to be fragrant and snowy. Lazy to draw moth eyebrows, late to make up and groom.

Before and after the flowers, the flowers reflect each other. The new post embroidered Luo shirt, double golden partridge.

It's just that the dew mandarin ducks were not made, and he left.

This made her resent him, hated him, missed him more, and missed him.

But he said he couldn't be sorry for her.

Wishful thinking, how can I be sorry?

Read the prosperity and decline of the grass in the world, and the clouds are light and the wind is light, leaving no name.

Childe's surname is Ning, and his name is Yunqing.

Zizi has come to him, looking at the person in the mirror, Zizi squinted his eyes and said,

"If you let those guests see the girl's face, you can't think about it day and night, and you don't dare to forget it all day long! Miss Weiwei's eyebrows are really good, and it would be good to teach calligraphy and painting another day?"

I have just sipped the rouge paper, and my lips are as red as the first peony, delicate and beautiful.

Zhu lips opened lightly, revealing jade teeth, Liu Weiwei said,

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you!"

After a few more glances at the bronze mirror, she pursed her lips, she turned back and smiled at the words,

"Aunt Kang asked you to come, I'll be fine right away. ”

Pick up the bead hairpin and insert it on the combed Feixian bun, look at the bronze mirror, gently turn your head sideways, and look carefully. Then picked up the light veil and covered her face, and Liu Weiwei got up.

"Smack".

Liu Weiwei sighed, covering her mouth and snickering beside her.

Leaned over and picked up the sandalwood comb that he had touched, and said word by word,

"My sister leans over and is much heavier than the words, is she tired or not?"

glanced at the words with his eyes, put the comb on the dresser, and reached out to lift the skirt on his chest, trying to show a little snow white.

Liu Weiwei patted the words and scolded with a smile,

"Xiao Nizi, you're almost fifteen soon, and you've been with Aunt Kang for more than three years, why are you still flattened? ”

Zizi looked at Liu Weiweiluo's crisp breasts that couldn't be wrapped in her skirt, looked down at herself, and at a glance at the tip of her shoes, she stomped her foot, pouted and said,

"Hmph, don't show it to those stinky men!"

Liu Weiwei smiled and said,

"Aunt Kang too, give our family more words to eat some good food, you look at the orchids over there in the folk hall, I heard that when I came, it was like a chopstick, and now it is not a peak on the side of the ridge?"

Zi Zi pouted and said,

"I don't want to be like them, serving those stinky men every day. ”

Liu Weiwei shook her head, then sighed, picked up the pipa and walked out, hurriedly following the words, and told her who the guests were today.

Forced laughter in front of people, and secretly wept behind people, if there is a choice......

It's a pity that there are no ifs in life many times.

melancholy, everything in the world is violated.