In the story of Meng Yunsheng, the amorous chivalrous man is always entangled with the famous lady, rescues the weak beauty, and tells the young lady in the boudoir under the moon about a relationship. The senior brother is extremely envious of such a legendary story, and everyone is in love all over the world. But who would have thought that such a romantic hero was just a fifteen-year-old innocent teenager five years ago. ”

One day five years ago, during the heavy rain in Jinling, my senior brother and I hid in the alley for ten miles as usual to drink and listen to Meng Yunsheng tell a story. I still remember the story of the martial arts hero Rongyue told by Meng Yunsheng that day, when the hero of Yi Bo Yuntian broke into the Tianwang Mansion single-handedly for his confidant, there was a crisp and pleasant bell sound at the gate of the ten-mile alley. The crowd turned around, and I saw two rows of women in crescent white dresses, with copper bells tied to their hands and feet, a yellow veil tied around their willow waists, and low eyebrows when they walked.

"People from the Wind Moon Pavilion?"

A drinker shouted, apparently recognizing the comer. Someone followed his words and asked, "Where is this Fengyue Pavilion?" This caused the guests to laugh lightly, and I saw that most of the drinkers were frowning and looking frivolous.

The previous drinker muttered to himself, "Could it be that she is here...... and the person who answered his words continued to inquire without giving up: "Who is here?

Senior brother and I were also curious, and we all looked at Meng Yunsheng. The senior brother asked in a low voice, "Mr. Big Dream, does the word Fengyue mean the clear wind and bright moon?"

Meng Yunsheng said with a smile: "The breeze is the breeze, the bright moon is the bright moon, and when it is connected together, it is a place where men look for flowers and willows." When the senior brother heard this, his cheeks were slightly white and jade-like, and it was rare to see some peach powder.

As he was talking, he saw that the two rows of women in white dresses spread out in an orderly manner, and two purple-blue light yarns flew out of the middle, the bells were clear, and a woman in a purple shirt stood on the brocade. It was pouring rain outside, but there was not a trace of water on the brocade shoes of the woman in the purple shirt. The purple tulle lightly covered half of the face, revealing a pair of extremely cold cut pupils, and the cinnabar swaying between the foreheads, as if she wanted to chase people's hearts, looking at the figure and temperament, she knew that this must be an extraordinary peerless woman.

"Smoke Girl!" the drinker became as excited as if he was drunk, and said firmly, "She is the cold beauty of the Fengyue Pavilion, and the smoke girl who is one of the three strange women in the rivers and lakes. ”

These words spread in the crowd, and a group of wine and diners still had any intention to listen to Meng Yunsheng's story, and even the guests in the wing room on the second floor heard the sound and opened the window door to find out.

The smoke girl didn't seem to hear it, and her eyebrows were not shocked. She seemed to be indifferent to these idle people around her, only stepping on the purple-blue veil on the ground, and her steps were gentle, walking towards the wooden platform high in the ten-mile alley.

The honest man of the shop was not surprised, as if he expected the smoke girl to come today, wiped the wooden table clean, rolled up the beaded curtain and greeted him with a smile. Everyone saw her sitting behind the beaded curtain, and the maidservant girl beside her set up a lyre on the wooden platform. Her delicate fingers plucked the strings. Those who love to listen to music and those who don't like to listen to music in the ten miles through the alley have quieted down, and they can only listen to the music, and the sound of the sound is in their ears, intoxicated and forgetful.

Many years later, when I think about this passage again, I only feel that the hollow sound of the piano is colder than that of the strocher. When I really understand the word Fengyue, I don't understand why such an indifferent cold beauty would give up her life in the red dust.

After a song, everyone applauded, Meng Yunsheng shook a hundred folding fans, I am still reminiscing, the senior brother who likes to listen to music on weekdays did not say a word. A voice came from above, "Miss Yanxun has good piano skills, and she deserves to be the top brand of the Fengyue Pavilion!" But I haven't heard enough of it, so I'm willing to spend a lot of money to invite the girl to come to my room tonight to play a song." ”

I looked up and saw a gentleman leaning on the side room on the second floor, it was Zhu Luosheng, the young master of the Zhu family, a salt merchant, staring closely at the looming figure behind the bead curtain. Without waiting for the response from downstairs, a fat man with a wide body came out of the wing room next door, wearing gold and silver, and the one wearing gold and silver must be surnamed Wang Sun, a jewelry lord in Jinling City. Wang Sun's surname shook his belly and said, "Master Zhu is full of copper smell, and he is not afraid of polluting the ears of the smoke girl." He smiled at the purple shadow behind the bead curtain again, "Smoke girl, I am the surname of the king and grandson of Ruxiangfang, who sells jewelry. If the girl enters my king's house, I can guarantee that you will have endless gold and silver jewelry to wear in your life, as well as all kinds of rare treasures for you to choose from. ”

The onlookers downstairs sighed, and some people laughed and scolded: "The surname Wang Sun, you still want to marry the top brand of the Fengyue Pavilion, have you asked the eighth wife and concubine of the Wang Sun family?"

Everyone laughed, and the surname Wang Sun was probably used to seeing people's warmth and coldness, and he laughed instead of being angry.

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic. Take care of his eight-room wives and concubines!"

"Today, I am fortunate to see a cold beauty in the alley, what kind of beauty is willing to accompany me to get drunk and rest?"

I just want to touch my face under the veil to see if it's really so...... Ecstasy ......"

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Ten miles through the alley came from all sides of the men's frivolous conjectures, the smoke girl sitting in front of the wooden platform never said a word, the maid stepped forward to drink everyone: "Everyone, be quiet, my girl is here today, there is something to announce." ”

In front of a room full of people of all colors, the little maid spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, and the alley was quiet for ten miles, and I listened to her continue to speak: "My girl is the cold beauty of the Fengyue Pavilion. My girl said that she had been in the best part of her life, and she was taken care of by heroes from all walks of life. Now she was tired, and decided to retire to the red dust after seven days, and live a life of no quarrel with the world. ”

One sentence stirred up a thousand waves, and someone beat his chest and said, "Retire?

"Don't dream! It's hard to see a beautiful woman in the past, you poor boy, what do you have to do with the retreat of the beauty of the wind and moon?"

The fat head and big brain surnamed Wang Sun almost fell from the railing on the second floor, and shouted at the people behind the bead curtain: "Smoke girl, if you want to retire from the rivers and lakes, follow my surname Wang Sun to live that life without fighting with the world, I will guarantee you without worry." ”

"Joke! How can a woman who is a showman retire? In my opinion, a prostitute will always be a prostitute, pretending to be high. ”

......

A group of people in a variety of postures, all mouths. The white-dressed maid's face was dark, and she was about to attack, when she suddenly saw an ear-pulling sound on the lyre beside her, and the cold air of the people behind the beaded curtain shook the group of noisy people. As if nothing had happened, the smoke girl stroked the piano again. I saw that the most noisy disciples were staring at the moment with their mouths open, their heads were covered with terrible green tendons, and their bodies were frozen motionless, looking very funny. After the smoke girl finished her last note and closed her fingers, the few people came back to their senses and exclaimed that they were all sore, but they didn't know what had happened. I, my brother, and Meng Yunsheng sat in the corner, and I didn't shake my heartstrings by the sound of the piano, and I saw it really clearly.

The smoky girl got up with her sleeves and walked up to the wing room on the second floor step by step with the purple and blue veil, even though she was followed by two rows of maidservants, and the brass bell rang, she couldn't stop her arrogant but thin figure.

The little maidservant who was left alone looked at everyone coldly, and then said the unfinished words just now: "My girl said, and now she only has a trace of concern with this world. Therefore, from now until the sixth night, whoever can move my girl, my girl is willing to stay with him all night. You can find things to watch, you can also move old things, no matter what the method, it is good to win the girl's favor. It's just that as soon as this hour passes, the dust returns, and it has nothing to do with it, and my girl will then retire to the world and not ask about the world. ”

After the little maid finished speaking, she also raised her head to the wing room on the second floor.

The group of wine-colored guests downstairs suddenly exploded again. I saw that the fat-headed and big-eared Wang Sun surname was fighting with others, and the corners of Zhu Luosheng's mouth were all dripping.

Meng Yunsheng raised his sword eyebrows, played with the hundred-fold fan in his hand, and said to me and my senior brother: "Look, this is Fengyue. ”

At that time, I was just a thirteen-year-old girl, and I didn't know the taste of Fengyue, so I just watched the fun. I drank the worm wine that Meng Yunsheng earned from storytelling, sighed the word "delicious", and forced him to continue to tell the story of the heroic Rongyue.

Meng Yunsheng snatched the wine from my hand, put a fan against my forehead, and bluntly said that I have the appearance of a girl's family. Although I laughed with him, I also found that my senior brother, who had been trained by the master to be upright, was frowning and thinking about something without saying a word.

......

"So that's when you found out that your senior brother had a cold beauty in his heart?"

"No, a little later. Don't look at my senior brother who is casual and carefree now, in fact, he was very stubborn at that time. ”

"Oh, this can be described as an affectionate past behind the merry hero, interesting and interesting!"

"If you want to say that, you can do that. ”

"Go on, I'll listen. ”

"Don't worry, this wine seems to be empty again. ”

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Jinling is located in the south, and the rain is endless. I never thought that on this rainy day, I would tell others about my merry brother's youthful past, nor did I expect that it would rain on the six days five years ago and it will continue to rain so much today.