Chapter 11

An ordinary looking guard appeared under the bridge, looking at Feng Zhiwei's back seriously, he said: "there are two possibilities: one is to break the boat and go back to the government to fight; the other is to be aggrieved and seek perfection, bowing to the will of the autumn government."

With a smile, he pointed to the fireworks ten miles behind her and said, "in a word, she will go back immediately. She will never linger in this fireworks place for too long. If she stays longer, her reputation will be more polluted. She can't make fun of herself all her life."

"Is it?" The man smiles and has a long voice.

"Bet." Ning Cheng came over with enthusiasm.

The man did not say a word. When they stood on the bridge, they saw the woman walking straight all the way. They did not hesitate as if they had a goal. Then they stopped in front of a door with an orchid lamp, tied up the man's bun, and then knocked on the door simply.

Ning Cheng's face is blue.

The woman's face slightly side, smile at the person who opened the door and said something. The people inside seem to be stunned there, while Ning Cheng, who can read the lip language, is far away on the bridge and suddenly falters.

On the bridge, the man suddenly chuckled.

His dark jade like pupil flashed with a new and sharp light, like a long quiet abyss, which was blown by the snow like wind from the long day.

He stood at the bridge in the red sun. On the black cloak, the pale gold Datura flowers were flying in the wind. The strong cold wind blew the distant voice. He seemed to hear the delicate girl in the wind, facing the lady of orchid incense yard who opened the door, asking calmly and crazily.

"Do you need a turtle slave here?"

"Xiaozhi, it's said that there is a new pick dyed silk flower in the market. Bring me some!"

"Bring me some, too, green and orange!"

"Sifangzhai ice sugar, glutinous lotus root with half a kilo!"

At about noon, ten li rouge is about to wake up, and the little building of Lanxiang courtyard is full of warblers. The girls are exploring their origins and calling for the young men in blue who are going out to buy in the patio downstairs with baskets.

Xiaosi is a distant relative of yin'er, a red card girl in Lanxiang Academy. He came here a month ago. He is not much of a talker, but he is flexible and has a good look. The girls like him very much.

"Purplish sister's skin color is white and reddish, but wearing emerald flowers is against each other. It's not as good as light pink to increase the color." The boy looked up with a smile, and said: "although the glutinous lotus root is good, but the accumulation of food, Cuihuan sister is too greedy, careful to become a fat beauty."

"Stinky boy!" The girls laughed and angry, but they were satisfied. With a smile, she said, "Xiaozhi, if you were not yin'er's distant relative, and you worked in our place, I would have thought you were the son of a rich family."

"Is it possible?" Yin'er came out of the room and patted her on the shoulder. "How strict are the ranks of the imperial court? Even if the childe of a big family is reduced to beggars and starved to death, he will not come to our place."

She looked at the boy with a complicated look, and the other party gave her a smile. She was still calm, just like this man's temperament, which seemed clear, mysterious, calm, and in fact, she acted beyond the normal.

Xiaozhi, Weizhi, fengzhiwei, is very popular.

In the past month, she has been doing a good job of doing chores. Of course, thanks to yin'er's care, the woman didn't let her be a real tortoise slave, so she pestered her mother to accept her as a boy. Although it didn't help, she was kind at best. Feng Zhiwei was very grateful, but yin'er was grateful to her, saying that it was really a saving grace.

However, she stretched out her hand and pulled her out of the river. How could it be so serious that she could save her life? Feng Zhi was puzzled, but yin'er didn't answer. She was still afraid of what happened that night. When she mentioned the man, she looked frightened. It was not like being pushed into the river, but something else.

Feng know micro but no longer ask the desire to go down, that night on the bridge to drink, a snowy night, she did not want to see him again.

However, things always go against our wishes - it's not something you don't want to see.

She was just about to go out with a basket on her arm when she saw a large group of people coming in front of her.

Feng Zhiwei was stunned and just wanted to hide. Someone over there already said, "Hello, the tortoise slave, the master is coming, and she doesn't arrange for the girl to receive the guests."

Feng Zhiwei lowered her head and caught a glimpse of the gorgeous clothes of those people from the corner of her eyes. They were all princes and grandsons in the capital. One of them was a robe with white and heavy brocade, and the corners were embroidered with silver thread and bamboo patterns. The color made her eyebrows move and her head dropped lower.

"Girls, there are guests..."

Zhang De, the tortoise slave, was not proficient and had a stiff tone. The group of princes and grandsons burst into laughter.

"Where are the new tortoise slaves from Lanxiang academy? Even greeting guests is like a maiden's call of spring. "

"Where is Zhang De? For the tardy boy? "

A group of people passed by smiling as if no one else was around her. Feng Zhiwei gazed at the ground and saw that the corner of the robe passed by her without any surprise. As soon as she was relieved, a young man pointed to her with a smile and said to her mother: "we'll have to eat wine, and call this boy to wait on you!"

Mother Leng Leng Leng, reluctantly should, make a wink signal Phoenix know tiny come over, low way: "be careful! Alas... "

Her mother looked worried, and there was no joy in business. Feng Zhi looked at her in surprise. Her mother looked dignified and said in a low voice, "do you see that thin man in yellow clothes? It's said that it's not a thing. Ruan yu'er, the number one in front of guanhuaju, is said to have been disabled by that guy. Guan Huaju's mother Gou wanted to make trouble with someone's support. She was forced to smash the yard and close the door a few days later. Alas, why do you want to come here today? Don't make trouble for me... ""Xiao Zhi, you've always been smart and polite. You're better than others in the yard. Today, you have to help your mother, and take care of it."

Feng knows that she has no choice but to reply. She is still sent to a brothel. This day is a matter of time. If you can hide, you have to hide. If you can't, you will see.

That group of people occupied the best "tired Fang Pavilion" in the courtyard, and called for the most beautiful girls to accompany them. Each of them was laughing and joking. They were too noisy, but there was only one corner. Everyone consciously did not disturb them. It was a bit strange and quiet.

Where he is.

A black sandalwood embroidered silver bamboo screen is half separated from the quiet space. Beside the exquisite carpet mat, there are three small black stone tripods burning the best agarwood. In the light white and cool smoke, the man's hair is slightly loose, the lapel is drooping, and he is lazily supporting his cheek with his elbow. He looks down at the girl's bright wrist and jade fingers and drinks the wine she has offered.

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