windy cold

Chapter 20

The door curtain of Yuncuixuan was closed, and a circular arched window was opened on the other side of the room. A layer of bead curtains hung down. When the curtains were lifted, what was facing was an elegant high platform surrounded by small pools of flowing water. A trestle bridge extends from each of the four directions, connecting the pavilions and pavilions in the four directions. The design is exquisite. As long as the bead curtains on this side are lifted, you can see the scenery outside. A small world.

There was silk and bamboo music outside the window, Lu Wanfeng went to the bed to see, the bead curtains collided and made a crisp sound, looking down, there were a dozen pretty young people leaning on the railing beside the high platform to wink at them, and there were also young ladies Playing music and singing on the high platform, the tune is soft and lingering, each tone is melodious and exciting, like drizzle scratching on the heart, provocatively making people's hearts fly.

Lu Wanfeng is not surprised by these obscene sounds. The people in the Goulan courtyard have a lot of flirting methods. The most obvious entertainment.

Gui Nu quickly brought up five young men, and lined up in front of the small table where the three of them were sitting. Each is different, winking, glamorous, light, pure, catering to various hobbies.

"Three guests, is there anyone you can see?"

Zhuqing was the first to jump up, pointing at the gentleman Zhu and said: "He he he!"

The one who was pointed out gave a slight salute, and showed a faint smile: "Nujia Qingyun, you are being polite here."

Zhu Qing cheerfully agreed, and was taken to another room by Qing Yun with great anticipation, but Lu Wanfeng couldn't stop her, feeling sorry for her.

The remaining four princes were still standing. He didn't forget what he was here for. He cast a glance at Qin Chuhan who kept his eyes closed all the time and remained unmoved. He showed a soft smile, took out the money and tipped them one by one. , smiled and said: "Today is to bring my friend here. Since he has found a companion, we can do it by ourselves. There is no need for someone to wait on you. Thank you for your help."

A few people could still get money without waiting, so they were sent away easily. When Mr. Tao left, he couldn't help but look back at the guest dressed as a Taoist priest, feeling a little regretful.

The room became clean at once. Lu Wanfeng sat down and took a sip of water. Seeing that Qin Chuhan hadn't opened his eyes yet, his handsome facial features were right in front of his eyes. The dim lighting in the south hall created a blurred atmosphere. Come down, cast a shadow on the face, the roots are distinct, it makes Lu Wanfeng's heart itch.

He secretly stretched out a finger to touch it, but just as he was about to touch it, his finger was pinched suddenly, and a hot feeling swept over him.

He stared blankly at the big palm, and quickly retracted that hand. He felt that his fingers were cold, which was quite regrettable.

Qin Chu said coldly: "It's full of nonsense."

Lu Wanfeng smiled: "There's no such thing as nonsense, what about looking for evidence? It's really up to us. Could it be possible to ask those young men to help?"

Qin Chuhan glared at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Lu Wanfeng opened his palm, and there was a long black hair in it: "Well, I will go out of my soul to this later, and no one will find it."

Qin Chuhan was surprised: "No!"

Emancipation is to take the soul out of the body and attach it to other objects. This method is very dangerous, because the soul is connected with the attached object, and the hair is easy to break. If something happens, the attached soul will be affected equally. trauma.

"Only in this way can we investigate without anyone noticing, don't worry, I will take care of myself," Lu Wanfeng said, "And with you here, I'm not afraid."

Qin Chuhan shook his head, stood up and said, "No, let's go and leave Jizhou."

ah?ah?Lu Wanfeng was dragged up by him, opened the door of Yun Cuixuan and was about to leave, but a person walked towards him, they stopped abruptly, Qin Chuhan's face turned darker.

"I heard that a guest named Suxi, but I wondered who it was. It turned out to be Mr. Feng."

Lu Wanfeng managed to gain a firm footing, and when he saw it, it was Su Xi himself who came, followed by another person, who was the servant who seemed to be Ji Yuan.

One hand was still being pulled, he grinned and greeted him with the other hand: "Mr. Su, I was so impatient after the day's farewell, I always wanted to hear you sing another song, no, so I turned around and came back. "

Suxi was wearing a lavender grass-pattern robe today, her hair was simply rolled up, and the red-brown Jiangmei in her left eye was dazzling. After listening to Lu Wanfeng's words, she covered her mouth with her right sleeve and smiled softly: "Mr. Love is Suxi's blessing, since you want to listen to the music, why not go to Qinxin Pavilion with Suxi, and you will not let your husband return with regrets."

After struggling with his hand, Qin Chuhan still grabbed him tightly, Lu Wanfeng simply nodded loudly: "That's very good! Very good!"

He felt his hands were pinched to pieces.

Qinxin Pavilion is the residence of Suxi. It is built in the deepest part of the left south courtyard. There is a lacquered phoenix seat screen at the entrance, and there are bedroom and guest room inside.Suxi led the two into the guest room, retreated the servants who followed, and sat alone in the qin room with a curtain on one side of the guest room. The curtains were hung on the jade hooks on both sides, and there was a painted plum white lacquered lyre inside.

Suxi stroked the lyre, his smile was clearer than that of He He: "Suxi's qin skills are naturally not as good as that expert next to Mr. Feng, I'm laughing at you."

His fingers are thin and slender, his fingertips are gently plucking on the strings, his peach eyes are slightly narrowed, his neck is slightly tilted, and his thin lips are lightly parted: "Ye Lai is intoxicated and takes off makeup late, plum calyx is inserted with residual branches, and the drunkenness breaks the spring." Sleeping, the dream is far from returning... People are quiet, the moon is Yiyi, the green curtain is hanging down, the remaining pistils are moved, the lingering fragrance is twirled, and it takes time..."

Just like the voice heard on the Yanqing River that day, the voice was sticky and mellow, the words were full of sorrow and sadness, without any curtains to block it, Lu Wanfeng saw that pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and the mole at the corner of the eye was him The natural tears, emotions brought into the singing, full of melancholy.

It seems like there is magic power, how can a person who has not experienced such pain express such a scene, Lu Wanfeng paid more attention to Suxi after enjoying it, this person is well maintained, and his real age cannot be seen, especially him Although Jiangmei's left eye is beautiful, people overlooked an important thing.

Suxi's left eye has never been opened.

The branches of Jiangmei are cleverly painted on the closed part of the upper and lower eyelids, and the plum blossoms bloom at the tip of the eyebrows, blooming the most beautiful scenery.

The tune was nice, but because Suxi himself was right in front of him, Lu Wanfeng was satisfied with playing and singing one by one, but he couldn't use any means, and the investigation all night came back in vain.

Before they left, they went to look for Zhuqing, and when they found Mr. Qingyun's room, the door was closed, and there was a low voice from inside. Lu Wanfeng stood in front of the door awkwardly, looking at Qin Chuhan's red ears.

It took a long time for the inside to end, Qingyun came out to open the door, saw the two of them, leaned against the door and smiled: "The previous guest has been gone for a long time."

Lu Wanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that nothing happened, at least Qingyun had already received other guests before they came, and he was a little puzzled as to why Zhuqing didn't come to see them.

It was already late at night when we left the South Hall, the moon was in the sky, except for the vicinity of the South Hall, Jizhou City had already fallen asleep, and the watchman was beating the gong to remind the hour, the two hurried back to the inn, there was no green bamboo in the neighborhood There was movement, maybe it was because he was asleep, but Ji Chen was still knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures. Master Lu Wanfeng Xin Dao is a master, and he is still practicing at such a late hour.

When we came here, there were only two rooms left in this inn, so Jichen and Zhuqing lived in one room, Lu Wanfeng and Qin Chuhan lived in one room, Lu Wanfeng snickered for a long time for the two of them to share a bed, unexpectedly It was Qin Chuhan who asked the shopkeeper for a quilt, and made a temporary bed on the ground.

The Ling family had a family rule that they had to go to bed at the end of the day. Tonight, the two stayed in the south hall for a long time. After returning, Qin Chuhan tidied up and slept on the mattress on the floor, completely ignoring Lu Wanfeng.

Lu Wanfeng also fell on the bed, but he didn't want to sleep.He pulled out some hair from his head and broke it into a small section. He closed his eyes, and after a while, the hair on his hand started to move. He flew to the window and got out, taking advantage of the wind all the way, and soon entered the Zuonan Pavilion. deep.

Qinxin Pavilion was right in front of him, he floated lightly and slid in through the crack of the window.

Landing on the ground, he was about to go inside.He saw the same servant accompanying Suxi several times, he must be a very trusted person, he didn't know where the servant lived, so he simply looked for it from Suxi.

Just as he was flying over the screen, a groan came into his ears.

Lu Wanfeng was surprised, didn't he say that the owner of the restaurant doesn't accept guests?Who is over here?

Don't see evil, don't listen, as a piece of hair, he has no hands, no ears, he can't cover it and doesn't know how to cover it, so he can only be in a daze on the beams and roofs, but it's inevitable that he will blush when he hears it.

After a while, there was a panting, and it was over.

A middle-aged man's voice sounded: "Mr. Su Xi is in good shape as always. Recently, my family has not been peaceful and I am very upset. I still have to come to you to relax."

If Lu Wanfeng had a mouth, his jaw would have dropped by now - the person inside was Meng Weizhen!

Su Xi lazily said: "It is a great honor for Su Xi to be loved by Patriarch Meng."

There was a thin sound of dressing, and Meng Weizhen said while putting on: "The one at home is crying all day long, and sleeps not clean!" Although he complained, but this time he came out to do business under an excuse, and he couldn't stay out at night, "I You have to go, this is a gift I carefully selected for you, don't say you don't like it!"

"Patriarch Meng picked it out himself, Suxi likes it, thank you."

Suxi's tone was still lazy, but Meng Weizhen was not annoyed at all, and left after tidying up his clothes.

Not long after the door was closed, it was opened again. Lu Wanfeng looked over, and it wasn't Meng Weizhen who came in this time, but the servant.

His tone was bad: "Why do you always humiliate yourself like this!"

Suxi got up, his long hair fell down, he was naked, only a thin quilt covered his lower body, and there were dots of red dots all over his chest, like pinch marks.He didn't care and said, "I've never been clean, how can I practice it and not practice it."

"But that's Meng Weizhen! Yours..." The man cut him off in mid-sentence, and Lu Wanfeng was so angry that he wanted to scratch the wall, and finish as soon as he wanted to!

"So what, I'm doomed to fall into the abyss of calamity after death," Suxi smiled contemptuously, raised his hand, and threw something, "This Meng Weizhen, who is full of lies, speaks nicely, carefully chosen? Why do I feel that?" Received one not too long ago?"

The author has something to say: The lyrics and music in this chapter are "Speaking of Heartfelt Love: Ye Lai Intoxicated and Remove Makeup Late", written by Li Qingzhao, a female poet in Song Dynasty.