Liuyuan City is rich in Huilan, and it is also known as Huilan City and Huilan Township.

The word Whelan has two meanings, the surface meaning, as the name suggests, refers to the Whelan flower. The willows in Liuyuan City are in full bloom in spring, and the middle number of Huilan blooms the most. When the flowers are in full bloom, it is the unique flower willow festival period of the willow garden, the flowers are in full bloom, the fragrance of the flowers attracts the bees to attract the butterflies to the vision, and the birds and butterflies fly around in the air, which can last for a full 30 days. The flowering season is in full bloom, and it is also the busiest time for beekeepers, honey is abundant, buzzing and buzzing loudly, and the night is still clear to the ears, and it is endless all night. Visitors from near and far come in an endless stream, where the Flower Willow Festival comes, there is no vacancy in the restaurant inn in the city, many visitors also have to fly the pigeon early to book the room, and even some visitors rush to the Willow Garden City in advance to wait for the Flower Willow Festival, the Flower Willow Festival is not only the deposit for the room in the Willow Garden City during the whole month, but also the price of other materials.

The deep meaning of Huilan refers to the beauty of Liu Yuan. Outstanding people, warm water and soil, raised a lot of peerless elegance in Liuyuan, the beauty of the country and the city. There are three major cities in the Nanqing Dynasty, Rouge City, Hongyun City, Hongyun homonym Hongyan, and finally Huilan City, whose real name is Liuyuan City, and many gorgeous beauties on the list of thunderous red faces are born in these three cities, and most of the concubines of the Nanqing royal family in the past dynasties are in these three cities, and the two concubines in the harem of the Nanqing Emperor today happen to be a pair of sisters in Liuyuan City. During the Flower Willow Festival, the beauties in the city will go out in disguise, and many visitors come because they hear about this gossip. Laughing legend has a lot of romantic talents, the son of the gentleman brother Lu Feng poetry and wine confidant, only to find out afterwards that it is a woman, and the appearance is outstanding, and later both became a family, like lacquer glue, as for whether it is true or not, it is unknown.

There is a big stone outside Liuyuan City, engraved with a poem, it is rumored that Nanqing returned triumphantly from a border town guarding the country several decades ago, passing through Liuyuan City with a sword carved in all seasons:

Weijiang Willow Garden has flowers and willows,

The willow color is fragrant for thousands of miles.

Plug the strong man back in the cold snow,

The road heard that the army was stopped and spring seemed to return.

Liuyuan City Night Market Morning Market, all night long, all year round, every day, very lively, clothes and hats, fan tents, bonsai flowers, fresh fish, pigs and sheep, pastries preserves, seasonal fruits, everything. Judging from the flavor snacks alone, there are Xiaorenfang selling dumplings, Qin'an Fang selling ten-color soup dumplings, Shixi Fang selling snail dripping crisp, Taipingfang selling candy and so on.

The sky is slightly bright, and the city is full of traffic, so it is not lively. At this time, not far from the gate of the south city, a steamed bun shop has just steamed out a basket of hot steamed buns, and the young man of the store is in a hurry to give the guests who are shouting at the table, and then he sees a handsome young man who is in the dust pacing over, and sees that his very poor face will turn white and turn clear, and his body will be soft, so he will lie on a table in his house, if his eyes are not still open, the young man still thinks that the guy who has not slept all night has slept from his own bun shop.

After the young man finished serving the buns, he walked up and asked with a smile: "What do you want to eat, this little guest officer?" They are all freshly baked, and I have meat buns, vegetable buns, and radish buns here, which must be fresh, and the porridge is also hot. ”

The young man who vomited out the food in his stomach raised his head with all his strength, and suddenly remembered the wine with the smell of black pheasant urine that he had drunk, and couldn't help retching, which scared the young man to death, and then the young man was so tired that his eyelids drooped down, and he said weakly: "Bring me a meat bun first, by the way, and then give me a small bottle of vinegar." ”

"Eh, okay, little guest officer, wait a minute. ”

The smiling young man threw the sackcloth over his shoulder and turned to get busy.

"Have you heard, yesterday the Weijiang River God was in turmoil again, no, a lot of fish and shrimp died in the Weijiang River, and even the trees on both sides of the river withered a lot, and it was like this for hundreds of miles along the coast. ”

"Alas, it's not, but I heard that the leader of Fengyue Tower was chosen, and he is going to make a sacrifice to the river god. ”

"What was chosen, I opened my eyes and said nonsense, a child in the south of the city who was originally selected, the leader of Fengyue Tower impersonated himself to save the child. ”

"How do you know?"

"It's spread all over the city, what, don't you know?"

"Alas, it's a pity that a generation of celebrities can not be found. ”

“......”

A few people sitting on the young man's next table leaned close to chat over there, and when he heard Fengyue Lou, the young man couldn't help but feel a little more energetic, and then heard the word "Shoukui", and even pricked up his ears to listen.

The young man who should be called the culprit is a little worried, how can there be any river gods and ghosts in this Wei River, but it is because he and Jiekong have not taken a bath for many years and the bath water that is rare to take a bath flows into the Wei River, so that a large number of fish and shrimp have died in a panic, but a few years ago, I didn't see a living person into the river in order to worship the river god, why did he sing a big song this time?

Huo Ran, a young man who didn't think it was appropriate after thinking about it, got up and left.

"Eh, where is this man?"

The young man of the shop, who was holding a hot bun that had just been baked in one hand and a small vinegar bottle in the other hand, had just walked out, and when he saw that the young man was not in place, he immediately ran out of the bun shop, looked left and right and saw no figure, and walked back scolding.

Fengyue Tower is one of the Qinglou that has been famous for a long time in Liuyuan City, there are many nobles coming to the door, it is rumored that the people who were selected by the Red Face List came to Liuyuan City in person, and traveled all over the city's Qinglou, and its preferred place is Fengyue Tower. Who is the person who selects the list of celebrities? The left arm and right arm of the current emperor are the prime minister Qiu Yanjun who is under one person and above 10,000 people. The year after Qiu Yanjun arrived in Liuyuan City, Emperor Nanqing chose a concubine to marry a pair of sisters directly from Liuyuan City, and Hua Hua did not come to Rouge City and Hongyun City. God knows if there is a disconnected connection between the two, and there are many opinions. Although the gossip is groundless and undocumented, it makes Fengyue Tower rise day by day and become famous.

This year, the Oiran once every five years in Liuyuan City will be won by Xiao Qing'er, Fengyue Lou has a first leader, and suddenly became famous, many dignitaries and nobles in the city want to kiss Fangze, Xiao Qing'er since he won the first prize of the Oiran Club, refused to accept guests, so that those who came to visit the door repeatedly ate closed-door soup, so far the first guest seat is still empty. The distinguished guests who were politely rejected became more and more aggressive, and the queue was lined up neatly, each spending a lot of money, just asking Xiao Qing'er to show up and dance, but so far the number of Xiao Qing'er's dances is only two hands, and the people who can enter his boudoir can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.

Fengyue Lou does not accept customers today, and the regular customers of Fengyue Lou who learned the news have stepped in front of the door, all of them are full of sorrow, and your heart is broken.

Fengyue Building is deserted, more than a dozen guards are guarding the building outside the building, a large group of visitors outside the door are not allowed to enter, Yingying Yanyan is standing at a table, the old bustard is sitting in front of the two men, dressed in bare, Xu Lao Banniang.

A man at the table looked mediocre, eating and drinking, but he kept glancing at the surrounding warblers and Yanyan, and his eyes almost fell out. And the handsome man sitting next to him, his eyes did not squint, his eyes were cold, hugging his chest in front of him, and he was waiting for him.

The mediocre-looking man is called Lin Jinsheng, nicknamed Nighthawk. The handsome man's name is Yuanlin, and he is known as the three ruthless: relatives are ruthless, friends are ruthless, and blood is ruthless. The two belong to Skynet Flying Catch. Flying fishing is divided into four orders of heaven and earth, and the two belong to the Xuanhuang flying catcher.

The name of Skynet comes from the phrase "Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky", belonging to the imperial court, all over the territory of Nanqing, replacing the ancient yamen, governing the people, supervising and supervising, located in the Tianwang above the county level, the imperial court gave Shangfang a sword, which can be cut first and then played.

The old bustard, who glanced at him between the two men, poured another glass of wine for Lin Jinsheng, who was eating and drinking, and said with a flattering smile: "Two flying catchers, you two eat more, you can't be tired and your body can't be damaged." If the two of you don't dislike it, you will rest in Fengyue Tower today, and I will let Chunfeng and Qiuliu warm the bed for the two. ”

The two red men with light makeup and pink will come forward to sit on the side of the two Nighthawks, and Yuan Lin, who is not close to women, directly refused, Lin Jinsheng can only bury his head in eating and drinking, and he is a little unwilling.

Lin Jinsheng, who was full of oil and water, swallowed the wine and food and was just about to speak, and when he entered Fengyue Tower, the three ruthless people who had been silent stopped with one hand, smiled lightly, seemed to be smiling, and said coldly: "don't have to be like this, we are just acting on orders, this person must be taken away today." ”

The old bustard's smile froze, his eyes flashed gloom, and he immediately covered up the past very well, waved his hand to let the spring breeze and autumn willows go down, and then faced the three ruthless two, still smiling, poured himself a glass of wine, and said: "Ouch, my Xiao Qing'er is just a moment of confusion to inherit this stubble, if the two flying catchers insist on taking people away, wouldn't it cut off my financial route." The two officials will see if they can..."

Yuan Lin, who was expressionless, suddenly glanced at the with cold eyes, let the latter's words come to his lips and swallow them back, then got up and said lightly: "The time has come." ”

Nighthawk gobbled up something in his mouth, rubbed the oil and water on his body at will, ran to Yuan Lin, saw his face and stopped, and finally sighed in defeat, and slowly went upstairs to inform Xiao Qing'er.

Soon after, the personal maid who learned the news gently pushed open the door, the first Xiao Qing'er room was elegantly furnished, warm in winter and cool in summer, paved with wooden planks, a central incense burner, full of sandalwood, hanging poems and paintings on the walls of the beams and pillars, there was no lack of some celebrities authentic works, a desk lay quietly on the side of the bed not far away, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are complete, there is still a half-open scroll on the table, the article on the volume is intermittent, the handwriting force penetrates the back of the paper, it can be seen that the writer has a deep foundation of writing the dragon and snake, there is a copper mirror dresser on the side of the bed, at this time a masked plain veil only shows her eyebrows and autumn water and eyes The woman sits in the pavilion, looking at the mirror with empty eyes。

The maid with reddish eyes walked lightly to the woman's side, pursed her lips slightly, and said in a weak mosquito voice: "Miss, the time has come." ”

The masked woman lowered her head slightly, sighed imperceptibly, and got up slowly, her graceful posture was exquisitely curved, convex and backward, and she looked around the room with some reluctance, and finally took out a piece of lumpy square wrapped in good silk from under the bed pillow and handed it to the maid, "Xiaolan, you will leave Fengyue Tower after I leave, I have already told her that I have to find a good person to marry in the future." ”

The maid who held the silk and satin squares and called Xiaolan didn't need to think about it to know what was inside, and finally exhaled with a cry, knelt in front of the masked woman, and whimpered: "Miss, Xiaolan is afraid of pain, blood, and ghosts, and is afraid of everything, but she is not afraid of death." Xiaolan is an orphan, has no relatives and no reason, and has long been careless, if the young lady leaves, Xiaolan doesn't want to live. ”

"Silly boy. ”

The masked woman picked up the maid who had been following her like a shadow since she bought it from the trafficker, gently wiped away the latter's tears with the back of her hand, and only heard a faint laugh under the veil, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't want to live, don't do stupid things, if you miss me." ”

The masked woman, who was halfway through speaking, plucked an ordinary hairpin from her head, inserted it into Xiaolan's hair, and continued: "Take this hairpin out and have a look." Look, our Xiaolan is really pretty. ”

Xiaolan couldn't cry.

The masked woman who knew the character of a personal maid hugged Xiaolan, gently patted the latter's back, and said helplessly: "Don't you often say that what the emperor Lao Tzu says is not as big as what the young lady says?

Xiao Lan, who was leaning on the young lady's shoulder, was silent, not nodding or shaking her head.

The masked woman sighed again, this time the maid heard, and then heard the young lady mutter.

“这种让人不能回头的选择，值吗？”间内站起来的话??