Saima Guan has become a trend, so that many businessmen and merchants who have made heavy offerings to the Bodhisattva goddess are also a body of plump and longing to linger, and many monks and monks have sighed after seeing the sculptures and murals.

Walking in the brightly lit fireworks alley, most of them were satisfied and proud mink Qiu hawkers, Fu Jingnian slowly walked into the courtyard, paused, and said calmly: "Today I came to your Fengyue Pavilion, I just want to listen to the silk bamboo Qing'er, you can call a few Qingqi ladies to play the piano and dance, there must be a celadon girl, otherwise I won't spend money here." I believe that there is always someone who can make me willing to pay for this hall, and I don't mind walking a few more steps. ”

These words made the cashier boy who was originally a little sluggish immediately contempt, you must know that some turtles who pretend to be high-rollers, seem to be wearing brocade clothes and mink fur, and there are arrogant and arrogant people who are hugging from the side, and before they enter the building, they are very arrogant and say that they will smash the field if they don't see the top girl tonight, or they keep saying that Lao Tzu has money, and the beautiful girls are all covered, Fengyue Pavilion is really not afraid of this kind of goods, if you really dare to smash the field so aggressively, the stick will be beaten. It's not for nothing that the young man looks down on the white-haired boy brother in front of him, usually the guests brought by the little guy who leads the way, and there are few rich and noble, at least not a sophisticated character.

The young man's eyes rolled, and he said in a delicate tone, "Okay." ”

Fu Jingnian nodded with a smile, then took out a piece of golden silver from his arms, waved his hand, and threw a piece of silver to the "boy" of the Jiyuan who dealt with the immortals in the upper and lower eight caves at the door.

"Childe understands things. The young man's smiling face immediately became attentive, this kind of goods are not simple, his eyesight is good, his tongue is skillful, and his body is strong, he looked at Fu Jingnian from head to toe, and finalized in his heart that there was a distinguished guest who could spend a lot of money, and immediately shouted high, in fact, he handed a secret word to the old bustard, and sure enough, a woman soon walked out of the building, but compared to most of the of the old bustard, this woman is young and good-looking.

Fu Jingnian's eyes were vicious, and she saw that she was the daughter of the boss of the Ji Yuan, commonly known as the little master, she saw Fu Jingnian, her face was radiant, and she snuggled up obediently, Fu Jingnian's face was indifferent, and he twisted out a silver ticket with two fingers, threw it into the white and tender gully between the woman's red silk bandeau chest, and said with a smile that he wanted two Qing Qi'er who could play music, and didn't want any oiran.

This little boss is in a good mood, doing her business, the most afraid of encountering two kinds of bastards, one is that the family background is not up or down, there is no rich party, but it can also afford to enjoy ten and a half months, half a bucket of water, as soon as you arrive at the Qinglou, you will begin to show off, I can't wait to buy all the girls in the building, and there is also a kind of money bag is not bulging, but it is not a powerful official son, relying on the family background to eat and drink for nothing, and like to cause trouble, in the end it will be unfair and troublesome, and it will only give Qinglou a look. The gray-haired boy in front of him is very heartwarming, generous, and interesting, because the cost of Qing Qi'er is not much less than those pillar Oiran, and it can also add popularity to Qing Qi'er, if he is a poet and scholar with a small reputation, and sing a few times with the girls' poems, these Qing Qi'er will really get ahead.

There is no need to pay Jing Nian to say more, she directly invited to the elegant house on the third floor, and when she went upstairs, the small waist of the graceful little boss was twisted much harder than usual.

Fu Jingnian walked up to the second floor, looked through the window, the courtyard of a house behind the building was brilliantly lit, many brocade robe dignitaries and scarves sat on the ground, the sound of the piano was curling, a woman with a fat body but an ice pick face stroked the piano leisurely, wearing a small sleeved long skirt, a splendid and gorgeous lacquered gold embroidery, and there was a rough martial artist with a mink tail sitting next to him, sitting cross-legged and pedaling on the black skin [***] Boots, with an obvious arrogant appearance, looked directly at the white and tender breasts of the piano playing the oiran, and every time she twisted, she brought a ripple and a slight tremor, and the reckless man's eyes became more and more hot

Fu Jingnian went to the third floor and asked for a house facing the street, she kindly reminded that it would be a little noisy here, but he laughed it off, and the little boss was happy to push the boat, the guest was willing to spend money in vain, did she still cry and shout to stop it?

Push the door in, into the eye is a small and not small antique room is full of fragrance, a bamboo cage in the house, there are parrots inside, the feathers are as white as snow.

Fu Jingnian teased the white-haired parrot in the bamboo cage and said with a smile: "Little Zhangban, you can call the celadon girl to come up." ”

The little boss smiled and agreed, pushed the house and closed the door, and waited for the footsteps to be far away. Fu Jingnian stretched out a finger, gently removed the black hat on his head, and then leaned his back against the wall, slowly closing his eyes and recuperating.

Celadon girl's original name was Song Celadon, I don't know where she came from, it seems that there is suddenly such a person in Fengyue Pavilion, when she first arrived, she was famous for her delicate appearance throughout Saima Pass, and now she can be regarded as the leader in Fengyue Pavilion

Song Celadon looked indifferent, even if the little master next to her kept chattering about how handsome and gentle her son-in-law was, her face had not changed in any way.

Bending down to pick up the white jade pipa placed in the corner of the wall, Song Celadon calmly walked up to the private room on the third floor and gently pushed open the door.

However, at the moment when he pushed open the door of the wing, Song Celadon suddenly changed his face, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The white jade pipa in her arms slipped weakly and smashed on the ground with a "bang" sound, but she was unconscious, staring at the white-haired and white-clothed man sitting on the stool with a smile on his lips.

I remember when I first saw him, he was not yet white-headed.

I remember that when I first saw him, he never smiled.

"You're here?" Song Qingci asked softly.

"Well, I'm coming. Fu Jingnian replied.

Song Celadon slowly moved his steps, sticking to Fu Jingnian's body, the two sat on the same chair, he sat on the chair and she sat on her legs, and the two did not delay. Song Celadon has a graceful figure, and although the plump two petals are skillfully grinded, a pretty face is not flattering.

"Did you come to see me on purpose?"

Fu Jingnian patted her on the leg, motioned for her to get up without hurting her feelings, smiled slightly, and said with emotion: "Yes, after watching you this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come to see you again in the future." ”

"Why?"

Fu Jingnian closed his eyes and took a sip of tea.

"Feeling. ”

ps: Who led Song Celadon was performed, I think everyone in the Hum group knows.

Right?