The moon-white shadow was far away, like smoke and mist, leaving a faint void.
Still standing among the trees, the quaint garden has not moved at all, but Huo Linfeng has lost his mind to investigate. He was disturbed, disappointed, and haunted by that ghost-like figure.
Who is that
Can't figure it out, can't figure it out, who is it
Living in a separate garden, looking at the clothes and accessories, he must be an extraordinary disciple, probably one of the palace masters. He thought carefully, Diao Yuliang is still young, could it be Rong Luoyun
Suddenly, a group of disciples came on patrol not far away, and Huo Linfeng turned to the back mountain and left after hearing the sound. Lengsang Mountain is lonely, cold and dark, and if you don't pay attention, you will stumble, but he never forgets to continue the previous story.
An entertainer once said that the elder sister is a prostitute and the younger brother is a bandit.
Rong Luoyun's elder sister is the courtesan of Chaomulou, which means that she has a beautiful appearance, so based on this, Rong Luoyun's appearance must not be taken lightly.
At the foot of the mountain, he should head north when returning to the inn, but Huo Linfeng made up his mind and headed west for the long river.
On the banks of the river near Choushi, Chaomu Tower is brighter than daytime, with its doors open, and patrons like tides and concubines like boats. Coincidentally, the day of singing and dancing mentioned by the store is tonight, and there are endless singing and dancing, and the dancers are showing off their waists for half the night.
Waves of people are surging, from the weak to the octogenarians, they all rush to blow a scent of wide-sleeved fragrance. Yingying and swallows are singing, and the corners and corners are sore to the ears, but the only corner on the fourth floor is a little lonely.
This is an upper room, with flower windows open and bamboo curtains drawn, a moon-white figure enters the room. He landed quietly, took the fire starter familiarly, walked to the side of the couch and lit a tricolor lamp.
There is only one lamp, which is dark and far from the lights outside. But this man didn't order anything else, he opened the cabinet, picked out a piece of incense, lit it and put it in a small copper stove. After finishing his work, he moved to the edge of the bed and sat down gently.
The sounds outside were confusing, but he was quiet, as if he had come to the wrong place. Suddenly approaching with lotus steps, lotus root arms pushed open the door, revealing Zhang Fuguo's face: "Luoyun, when did you arrive?"
The woman who asked the question was Chaomulou Huakui, Rong Duanyu, and sitting next to the bed was Rong Luoyun, the Second Mistress of the Extraordinary Palace.
"Just lit the lamp," Rong Luoyun bowed, "I found it so quickly, and you've been staring at it?"
Rong Duanyu smiled coquettishly, how could the smelly man below be as important as his younger brother? She left, graceful and graceful, as if the goddess of the Nine Heavens had descended to the mortal world, and brought some food after a while.
Sitting around the table, the siblings had a bowl of apricot cheese and a plate of soufflé, both of which Rong Luoyun loved. He was eating by himself, his delicate ear cartilage moved slightly, monitoring the movement in the building. There are many people on this day of the month, so he can feel relieved by coming to watch in person.
After eating up the apricot cheese, he pursed his lips. Rong Duanyu said in distaste: "It's not a lonely man who is left alone, the handkerchief has been embroidered a lot, why don't you use it to wipe it?"
Rong Luoyun took out a piece from his sleeve, and dabbed it on his lips perfunctorily, feeling very reluctant. Rong Duanyu laughed, and stuck out a creed with his pale fingers.
Rong Luoyun took it, and the officials sent by the imperial court arrived, and opened it to take a look: "Huo Linfeng?" He was quite surprised, the son of Ding Beihou, who was rumored to have made great military exploits, was actually sent to Xiganling.
"How about this person?" Rong Duanyu asked.
Rong Luoyun shook his head. He had never met him before, so he didn't know, but those who guarded the border must have iron fists. Abandoning Saibei's elite soldiers and iron cavalry, he came here to bring a group of wine bags and food bags, he guessed that General Huo must feel uncomfortable.
Rong Duanyu asked again: "Do you want to find out more details?"
Rong Luoyun said: "No need, when he takes office, the exact news of Chang'an will be sent." A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake, even if Huo Linfeng is powerful, he can't do it alone.
He was tired, burned out the paper, rinsed his mouth and took off the crown, scattered three thousand blue threads and lay down on the bed. Rong Duanyu spread the silk quilt for him, then touched his cheek: "Sleep, it's going to be a lively night, I'll call you when I have something to do."
Rong Luoyun closed his eyes in bewilderment, obviously he was a notorious lunatic, yet he curled up sideways and acted like a child.
The door was closed, Rong Duan Yu Lian moved lightly, and met a Qingguan holding a piano on the corridor. Qing Guan sings with a hoarse voice, but gold and jade are flying all over the sky below, and he has to quickly ask for rewards when he puts down the piano.
Rong Duanyu lowered his head and looked down, the black men were piled up with gold and jade, holding the sister and son on the stage, it was very lively. How many men begged her to show up, but she turned a deaf ear to it and went to the back kitchen to make soup for Rong Luoyun.
The building is extravagant, and the outside of the building is gorgeous.
There were crowds of people by the long river, and a black shadow slid into the boat. It was Huo Linfeng in night clothes.
The clouds and rain in the boat were in full swing, General Huo Jun blushed when he heard that. "I'm sorry." He said silently, then tore off a robe, put it on and went ashore, and strode into Chaomu Building with his head held high.
Huo Linfeng was suddenly stunned, his eyes flashed away amidst his sensuality, his nephrite jade approached him, and his body was covered in powder and fragrance in just a few steps. He sat down and looked around, the corridor was full of people, drunk and throwing flowers, swinging fans, everywhere amorous.
He never climbed the Xiaochun Terrace in Saibei, but entered the Chaomu Building in Xiganling. If his father and elder brother were told, his staff and muscles would be damaged.
Suddenly there was a tender cry: "You are so suave, Jun, why are you drinking in silence?"
Huo Linfeng's flesh tightened, and he asked Sister Lang Dang to put his shoulders on his shoulders, and he stiffened slightly. There are different categories in this brothel, and the one in front of you is a prostitute. He said with a blank expression: "I heard that the beauty of Chaomu Tower is worth living and dying. I will see you today, but that's all."
The little prostitute's face changed, she twisted Yang Liu's waist and left, and a moment later came another Qingguan. Huo Linfeng glanced at it, only Qing Guan, who was an artist, was holding the pipa, and he was a little shy to look at him.
He said: "She looks like a girl, she looks like she's cooking sour soup in the kitchen, and she's playing a pipa."
When Qing Guan heard this, she was so ashamed and annoyed that she shed tears, and immediately there were people around who were sympathetic and sympathetic. Huo Linfeng's eyes were cold and unwavering, and he untied the brocade bundle, which contained a total of forty ingots of one hundred taels of silver, a total of four thousand taels.
He said softly: "I think the body of the brothel is dirty, four thousand taels, find a good-looking one to sing a song, do you have any?"
These words are insulting and provocative, but they are also very tempting. The nurse in charge came to flatter me: "My lord, don't worry, if Chaomulou doesn't have a beautiful sister, how can there be any beauties in Jiangnan?" After saying that, she clapped her hands, "Call Miss Baoluo."
Huo Linfeng listened to the discussion, it seems that this "Baoluo" is a well-known outstanding person. After a while, Baoluo walked to the table, covered her face with a fan, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes like almonds, swaying gently, making all the benefactors drunk.
Huo Linfeng glanced at it: "It's because of these apricot eyes, but unfortunately, I would rather take a bite of fresh peaches than chew a basket of rotten apricots."
Baoluo was stunned, and almost lost her fan, when the nanny saw this, she summoned others, all of whom were beauties who were usually hard to see. Huo Linfeng's tongue was like a sword, making Yingying Yanyan dizzy.
"Oh, my lord!" The nanny wiped off her sweat, "My lord, what do you like? Chu waist or big breasts, jade girl or charming girl, what would you like in detail!"
Huo Linfeng first entered Fengyuechang, pretending to be a ruthless guest, how could he know so much? After hearing the words for a long time without answering, the back of the ear felt faintly hot. The nanny was experienced, she leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "My lord, do you want a young lady?"
Huo Linfeng was startled, and turned into anger from embarrassment: "Stop talking nonsense, it's fine if you can't show any beauties!"
Madam thought for a moment, with so many people watching, how could Chaomulou lose its credibility. "Go," she stroked her chest, building up her momentum, "Please ask Miss Duanyu, the oiran!"
The men all over the building exclaimed, all staring eagerly, salivating before they showed up. Huo Linfeng was a little apprehensive, waiting, and suddenly exclaimed in his ears, looking up, there was a beautiful figure in the corridor, far away, he felt infinitely beautiful.
The servant girl screamed anxiously, but Rong Duanyu was calm, leaning on the railing and looking down, he saw Huo Linfeng surrounded by him.
The two faced each other from a distance, Huo Linfeng was shocked, but the prodigal woman looked so handsome, she looked like a daughter of a wealthy family. When Rong Duanyu came out, he saw clearly that the eyebrows and eyes were really similar to the moon white shadow.
Could it be that that person is really Rong Luoyun
Rong Duanyu walked over to pour the wine: "What song do you want to hear, my lord?"
Huo Linfeng was stunned, and pushed the four thousand taels: "It's good that the oiran is good at it."
The nurse hurriedly collected her burden, Rong Duanyu stepped onto the stage with her skirt on, and borrowed Qingguan's pipa. You can listen to the needles in the silence in the building, and you all stare at the oiran singing with breathless breath. When you pluck the strings, move your lips slightly, and the sound of nature flows out.
In a corner of the fourth floor, Rong Luoyun had a dream amidst the hustle and bustle, but when it became quiet, he suddenly woke up.
He got up and lifted the veil, got out of bed with his hair loose, and walked to the door barefoot. Recognizing Rong Duanyu's singing voice, he opened the door and entered the corridor, leaning on the railing and bowing his head, his hair poured down, covering half of his face.
"Polygonum... mourning for parents..." was sung from "Polygonum".
Others look at the beauty, but he is the only one who listens to his singing. When he sings "Nanshan Rhythm", his heart suddenly sores.
Huo Linfeng poured another cup, wondering why Rong Duanyu sang a sacrificial song. He raised his neck to drink, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure on the fourth floor, dressed in moon white, but took off the silver silk crown.
It's him? !
At this time, the song was over, and there were endless praises around him, so he was dragged by the nurse to beg for praise. "Very good..." He said perfunctorily, then looked up, but the person at the railing was nowhere to be seen.
False and real, like a dream.
He suddenly felt dull and asked, "What time is it?"
I don't know who said: "It's almost Mao time."
It was almost dawn, Huo Linfeng turned and walked out, and the crowd behind him became lively again. He walked out of Chaomu Building, returned the robe, and then returned slowly to the inn.
The Chaomu Building with six corners and six sides gradually rubbed shoulders with him.
A cold wind came suddenly, and a wisp of gray smoke fell from the sky. He raised his arm to catch it, and found it was a handkerchief. It is clean, with a tinge of ginkgo leaves embroidered with light yellow and spring colors in the corner. When you smell it, there is a faint fragrance of succulents and a hint of milk.
Enke? girl
He didn't know, and didn't bother to guess, so he put it in his arms and took it away.
On the flower window on the fourth floor, Rong Luoyun nestled on the couch and had another dream, with his arm hanging on the edge of the window, letting the wind blow his wide sleeves.
The author has something to say: Huo Linfeng: Listening to the song for four thousand taels makes me happy.
Lu Zhun: Are you okay devil