The women of the Red Apricot House will buy some rouge gouache to dress themselves up in the early morning every day, and greet customers with their graceful figure and bewitching faces, except for one person, the dream girl.

It all ended in the early hours of this morning, when the sky was dawning and the night was still visible.

Someone hurried into the Hongxing Building, and woke up the sleeping girl in her seat with a quick knock on the door.

So the next scene becomes.

The Meng'er girl in front of the bronze mirror dressed up carefully, rouge into powder, lips with three reds, plus Chaoyun near the incense bun, a coincidental person was born in the corner of the second floor of the red apricot building.

is the so-called poetry cloud: Chaoyun is close to the fragrance rouge new, and the bronze mirror is attached to the sideburns and green silk.

That's about it.

Miss Meng'er pushed open the door, ignored the eyes of the guests around her, and walked outside the door of the Red Apricot Building.

The carriage that had been waiting outside the door for a long time followed the dream girl galloping through the streets and alleys.

The girl sat upright in the curtain, her hands folded in front of her, her eyelashes fluttering up and down with the slight jolt of the carriage. The Meng'er girl's folded hand kneaded the hand below, pursed her red lips, and shouted to the outside of the carriage, "Go to the Spring Breeze Inn first." ”

The coachman of the carriage did not hear it very well, and asked loudly, "Where did Miss Meng'er say to go?"

"Spring Breeze Inn!"

Four words, changing the route of the carriage, the groom whipped into the air and whispered: "Drive." ”

The horse responds to the groom's command with a snort, and the front hooves are slightly off from the hind hooves, turning sideways in the other direction.

In the big tavern of the Spring Breeze Inn, there were still so many people, Yao Jiu was sitting in a fixed position, and there was a vacancy around him, and someone sat down, but it didn't take long for him to get up and look for another position.

The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, looked at Yao Jiu with the corner of his eye, and quickly retracted his gaze the next moment, and his throat felt a little palpitating.

The wooden wheels scratched a long mark on the ground, and the horses roared violently, pitching down to reduce the momentum of the forward charge.

With a heavy step on both hooves, the people in the Spring Breeze Inn are all sideways. Yao Jiu drank and couldn't move. Don't say that there is a carriage, that is, there are thousands of troops and horses surrounding him in front, and he also drinks correctly.

The curtain was opened, and the groom placed the sedan stool on the side of the Spring Breeze Inn, and the dream girl stepped on it and fell to the ground.

Yao Jiu, who was drinking, raised his old eyes at this moment, his hands like dead wood and old vines were raised slightly, touched the void, and raised his head to drink.

Miss Meng'er's steps were a little hurried, and the fragrant wind left along the way made the men who drank their noses move.

The Meng'er girl folded her hands three inches under her chest, bent her body, and said respectfully, "Old man!"

Yao Jiu turned the wine glass in his hand, and then gently placed it on the table. Meng'er didn't get up, he was waiting for Yao Jiu's reply.

Yao Jiu tapped his right hand on the table, once, twice...... Each stroke was like a heavy drumstick, beating on the heart of the dream girl.

The Chaoyun Xiangxiang bun on Meng'er's head was fixed with a hairpin, Yao Jiu looked at the hairpin, and said for a long time: "How long has Meng'er girl known my apprentice?"

The girl counted the days in her heart and said, "It's been seven days." ”

Yao Jiu's tapping fingers slowed down and said, "Seven days, does Miss Meng'er think these seven days are important?"

The Meng'er girl looked at Yao Jiu, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her teeth biting the tender flesh at the corner of her lips, and then said solemnly: "Important!

The beating of the drum stopped, "What can Miss Meng'er do for my apprentice?"

The sense of oppression came quietly at the Spring Breeze Inn the moment the drum stopped abruptly.

This sense of oppression does not act on the body, but on the heart.

The dream girl's bent legs couldn't help but bend a little.

Miss Meng'er said that these seven days are important, probably these seven days are really important. Miss Meng'er said that these seven days were more important than the time of more than ten years, and she said this sentence in the hour that Yao Jiu asked, which was the result of Hongxinglou's deep thought.

Memories from the sensible years came flooding back, like flashes of light, flashing through the heart of the dream girl one by one, until seven days ago, the young man held a fan, sitting in an inelegant posture. This memory squeezed out all the memories and firmly occupied the heart of the dream girl.

Just like that day, the young man pinched the hand of the girl Meng'er, and just like that day, the girl of the dream girl pinched the hand of the young man.

How much of a man's place in a woman's heart can often be decided at first glance and at the first contact.

The hairpin slipped off its head and landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

Miss Meng'er's hair was spread out, and her waist-length hair flowed in the Spring Breeze Inn.

Miss Meng'er leaned over and picked up the hairpin that fell on the ground, and she rubbed the hairpin orchid, "Old man, Meng'er knows that if you make a move, no one in this Sichuan City will dare to say a word." Meng'er knew that there had been a lot of people coming to Mingchuan City in the past few days, but those people were not as good as the old man. ”

"Miss Meng'er, this is my own decision, the two of us have a word first, and all the affairs of this Sichuan City need to be borne by himself. ”

"Is the old gentleman really not going to make a move?"

Yao Jiu poured a glass of wine, picked up the wine glass and swung it, the ripples on the wine surface gradually dissolved, and a smell of wine came out, Yao Jiu smelled the aroma of wine, closed his eyes, "Miss Meng'er, he is my apprentice, my heart is not lighter than you care about him, or even heavier." You don't have to worry, I'll be fine. ”

Yao Jiu opened his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in a fierce tone: "Moreover, now is not the time for me to make a move." ”

Miss Meng'er tied her hair, reinserted the hairpin, bowed lightly to Yao Jiu, and turned around and walked to the carriage.

The dream girl put down the curtain, half the curtain covered the beautiful face, the groom pulled the reins, and the carriage moved slowly, just like the mood of the dream girl at this time.

"Where are we going now, Miss Meng'er?" asked the groom, who was sitting in the front, through the curtain.

The girl closed her eyes, she pursed her lips, and at this moment she fell into a turbulent flow of thoughts.

The wheels ran over the bluestone paved road, leaving two rut marks in the soft mud at the junction of the bluestone slabs.

"Go to the Haihe Gang. ”

......

Today, the City Lord's Mansion has increased its vigilance during the day.

In the front and rear courtyards, sixteen teams of personnel took turns to be on standby, patrolling in the courtyard in a loop to ensure the safety of the City Lord's Mansion.

There is a secret passage leading to the underground under the rockery in the backyard, and at the end of the dark passage is the dungeon hidden by the City Lord's Mansion.

The rockeries in the backyard, arranged in a strange and exquisite position, in the sky, in the terrain, each step will step on a different road, if you don't know the mystery, then the person who enters it will be trapped here.

A person came in the rockery, and his five fingers were buckled into five holes in a stone wall, and his index finger moved down half an inch, then his ring finger moved up half an inch, and finally his index finger and ring finger returned to their positions at the same time.

Some rockeries rolled down, and the rockeries gradually separated to both sides as they moved.

The man walked into the rockery, entered the nameless secret passage, and walked down the stairs.

The environment was darkened, and torches were burning on the stone walls on both sides, and a drop of pine oil dripped from the torches, which fell to the ground and made a "struggling" sound.

Walking up the stairs, one can see the prison surrounded by thick wood, carved with unknown symbols, flickering in the dim environment.

In one of the prisons sat a figure with his back to the wooden door, his head shaking from time to time, and he was asleep.

"Your heart is quite big. The man who came down stood outside the wooden door, looked at the back of the figure, and said.

The figure seemed to have just woken up, and wiped the corners of his mouth in a daze, raised his hands and stretched his waist, and said, "There is the concern of the city lord of Lao, I said, can you add a bed and quilt for me." ”

The figure rubbed his shoulders with his hands and continued, "Your dungeon is so damp and cold that it's not very comfortable to sleep here. ”

The man standing was amused and said, "No one has ever been so leisurely in my dungeon, and he has been able to fall asleep." ”

The figure propped up the ground with his hands and turned around, "Isn't that now it's there, the city lord doesn't have to be sad, everything has a first time, and sometimes patience passes." ”

"Haha, it's a good patience to pass, I didn't expect the old-timers to be able to teach you such an apprentice. ”

The figure suddenly clasped his hands on his shoulders, frowned, and said, "My master told me that when you see people, you talk about people, and when you see ghosts, you talk nonsense. What does the lord of the castle think of this?"

The man put his hands behind his back, squinted at the figure in front of him, and said, "Then do you think I am a human or a ghost?"

The figure got up, patted the dust on his hands, and patted his buttocks, "The lord of the city is a human or a ghost, I can't decide, the only person who can decide is yourself." ”

"Hmm~, this sentence was also told to you by the old-timers?"

"No, I said it to you. ”

The conversation between the two was interrupted here, their eyes met, and there was a fire in the air, and finally the figure suddenly stepped back, one hand pressing on his chest.

The man moved his hands behind his back to his body, pressed his thumb on his wrist, and said, "Don't worry, I will entertain you with good food and drink these days, and I will naturally let you out when the matter is over." ”

The man glanced up at the figure, then walked up the stairs, and before he stepped on the stairs, he stopped and said, "Oh, by the way, I'll send someone to send a few more quilts in a while, don't sleep here for any trouble, and make the old-timers angry with me." ”

The figure smiled hoarsely, "Lao Tzu wants thick and silk!"

The man stepped up the stairs and left, and the voice came from afar, "Okay, meet you." ”

After the man left, the figure quenched a mouthful of blood foam and cursed: "Phew, old bastard, if you can't win me with your eyes in your eyes, you will make a secret hand, and there is no elder demeanor!"

After saying that, the figure pulled up his hair in annoyance, stomped his feet, and said, "It's too careless, why did you get locked up!"

sighed, picked up a weed on the ground at random, dusted off the ashes, took the grass root in his mouth, gritted it between his teeth, and then lay down and looked at the ceiling, and said to himself: "I don't know what's going on outside, has Master come to look for me, will Meng'er girl worry about me?"

Leaned sideways, chewing on the grass roots, "Yun'an, Yun'an, you can hurt me." ”

That's right, the figure who was locked up in the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion was Chen Wenshan, in fact, he was not the only one who was imprisoned.

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