Chapter 43:

Gongyi Kaoru said that she only wants to know the good things in her memory. It seems that this is not easy to think about too much. I really want to introduce her to Jun Wei.
Some people think too much and do less, while those who focus on doing things tend to have simpler ideas. The servant talked about what Gong Yi Kaoru had done in the Gong Yi family in the past two years. No matter what it was, he did a lot of things, but he really didn't think about it. In fact, in life, no matter how much you do or less, you can enjoy it. When you are happy, your world will be happy, and the people in your world will be happy too. Everyone has his own destined person in the world, and their world will have overlapping parts. I think Gongyi Kaoru asked me for help to find the part of the world where he and Gongyi Fei overlap.
On the night of the full moon, the white-clothed Gong Yi Kaoru came to my guest yard again. It is said that tonight the outer hall is holding a banquet for the Moon Festival, and no one would disturb us. The servant placed the Bisha cupboard next to the grape racks in the courtyard, with tired grapes weeping. It looks like a pot of green jade, with a long cool moon, illuminating a light couch, a soft mattress, and a small screen in front of the pillow painted with folded flowers in the cupboard.
As soon as it was placed, Gong Yifei's white figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard. Ten steps away, he looked at Gong Yixun in Bisha Cabinet, with no expression: "After looking for a long time, you are here."
Gongyi Kaoru took a few steps forward, then paused, and the moonlight cast a long shadow.
Gongyi Fei glanced at her faintly, and then moved her eyes to me, with a pair of autumn peach blossom eyes that made up a smile: "Since my sister is close to Ms. Jun, please ask Ms. Jun to take care of her tonight. Don't let her go out of this yard. ."
I looked at him ignorantly, not knowing what he meant, but he had turned and left, and paused before taking a step: "I don't want something like that a year ago to happen again."
For a long while, Gong Yi Xun turned around to fish out the gauze curtain. After all, I was curious: "What happened a year ago?"
She lay down on the couch and said indifferently: "It's okay. Maybe you have heard about the banquet of the family on the Moonlight Festival."
I have indeed heard that the family of the princes often organizes such banquets on the night of the full moon. They put it elegantly and uprightly, "feeling the bright moon in my arms, and inviting the monarch to sing and drink with Ji stream light." In fact, it is nothing more than socializing by means of lust. At the banquet, the singers and dancers can choose to have fun. During the seven hundred years of Chao Chao, the custom of being drunk and obsessed is one of them.
I sat closer to the bed, she closed her eyes, and said faintly: "Last year, the patriarchs of various parties attended the meeting on the Moonlight Festival of the Gongyi Family. I was walking outside that night and met two drunk guests. I thought it was a dancer who danced at the feast."
I moved the pillow screen to help her block the night wind on the side: "What about then?"
Her hand touched her forehead, faintly tired, but her voice was extremely indifferent: "Then? I took off their arms. One for each."
I said: "This..."
She said lightly: "Afei is very angry. I always seem to make him angry. Maybe, if I let those two guys be frivolous, he won't be angry?"
I thought for a while and said, "Maybe, he is so angry that they dare to be less than you."
She lowered her hand from her forehead, opened her eyes, and looked at me coldly: "I won't believe it anymore."
The floating clouds cover the moon, the falling flowers are colorful, in the sound of the gurgling piano, Gong Yixun on the soft couch is breathing evenly, and he is about to fall asleep.
This piano tone is not Huaxu, but has a sleep aid function.
This kind of creature wanders on the edge of the law of stars, but there is no such thing as a Huaxu tone that takes life as its spectrum.
I said that I don't need a charming life, she can't pay such an expensive price, in fact, I can't weave her Huaxu realm. But fortunately, there is such a thing as the phantom pupil, and fortunately her wish is only to let me help her see her sealed memory. For Xingmei, the spirit is produced before the body. The close integration of the spirit and the body relative to human beings is more like two crappy things that are easily separated, so that the spirit that is not too much bound by the body is also extremely Easy to be peeped.
The ability of the Lord of Shark Pearls to use Huaxu to stimulate his consciousness to peek into such spirits is called the pupil of phantom. In the situation where the opponent's spirit is extremely stable, let alone being sealed, even the encrypted memory can be clearly interpreted by Phantom Eye.
Of course, this kind of thing is actually unethical, and generally I would not easily interpret the memory of a charm. Mainly because I have never seen Mei when I grow up to this age. If Mu Yan is only charming, I will interpret his memories every day when nothing happens.
Closing his eyes, there was a strange look in front of him. The rocks, white sand, old trees and withered vines, the desolate scenery quickly passed through the body. In the cold spring, the wild crows flopped, and in an instant a cloud of white light burst open, like falling morning stars. With the cold rain in my ears, my vision suddenly widened, and I could see a five-color curtain and a few bluestone slabs in front of the Brilliant Mountain. The girl in white took the black jade bracelet in the hands of the boy in white, and under the slightly high oiled paper umbrella, one The snow-like face was expressionless.
That is Qingjiujiu and Gongyixun. It turned out that this is really their first encounter with the scene.
What I saw that night passed over my eyes one by one, thinking for a while, felt that I should save time, pat dry the cold rain on my body, and decisively skip this section to capture the next period of consciousness. Between closing my eyes and opening my eyes, it seemed as if I had reached the end of the sky, and my eyes were dark.
I was a little frightened, and tightened my sleeves, Mu Yan was not there, after all, I was not so comfortable.
When Yanqing can see things in the dark, she won't be so nervous. After a very small light burst, I finally saw the light spreading from the ground, climbing up along the dress, full of eyelashes bit by bit. The frivolous singing sounded in the ear, and the emptiness appeared against the light, like a faint ink painting.
Looking around, there are crowds of people. Looking up, there is a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The bronze lamppost looks like a nine-story pagoda, and the yellow flames in the seventeen lamp bowls illuminate the whole hall like daylight.
In the high and wide main hall with a patio and fence, there is a high platform in the middle of which is made of marble. Three girls in red wedding gowns are standing on the stage. The woman on the left is holding a pipa and singing. Two feet away from around the place were full of guest chairs, seated by men, from thirteen or fourteen teenagers to seventy or eighty old men, if the recruitment of military service could be so united, this country would be too promising.
The second floor is an elegant room, with several layers of curtains hung behind the exquisitely carved fence, which must be the guests.
I thought about it for a long time, figured out where I was, and sighed secretly, covering my eyes, wondering how could I have such a fate with the brothel. Although I sometimes want to behave uninhibitedly, but I really don't feel obsessed with thinking that I must go to the kiln once in my life to make it a worthwhile trip.
My destiny was too empathetic and forced me to go shopping in the thirteen month business. This time I was forced to go shopping again inexplicably. Let's look at the battle situation, this time we are hitting a bidding meeting where the new oiran is selected and the new oiran is in bloom. The mood is really beyond words.
The woman in red on the stage stopped at once, and bidding went up and down, and the price tags raised soared. It can be seen that the love of the world is not as good as the night.
But in the early night of Oiran, few people can afford it. After the big waves washed the sand, the guests in the two private rooms on the second floor were left alone to fight for the top spot. I really don't understand. These people buy a girl with so much money and can only sleep for one night. Why don't they use the money to marry a girl who can sleep for a lifetime.
The bead curtain hanging down on the ground kept the bidder tightly, and the woman in red who was called the hidden lotus was worth three thousand and zero. The reason for the fractional difference is that no matter how the customers of Zuo Yajian bid, the opposite Yajian will always add hardware.
It seemed unusual that the hall of Yinggeyan Dance was silent for a while. Just as the two continued to make their bids, there was a commotion at the gate. Looking into the distance, the white clothes fluttered and the silver light flashed, several characters like thugs were thrown into the main hall by a silver whip. Just seeing that white coat makes people feel infinitely cold, this person can only be Qingjiujiu. The beauties who were waiting for the Oiran on the Marble Terrace were so scared that Huarong was pale, "and the guests' sense of self-protection is really strong. Before the Lord's foot stepped on the threshold, the crowded gate screamed. The shadow is gone. A white-clothed woman holding a silver whip dropped her eyes into the main hall, and several black-clothed men with the appearance of attendants entered in two rows. Sure enough, it is Qingjiujiu. The old bustard looked like someone who had seen the big scene, and greeted him with a few smiles:
"The young lady got in the wrong place. We don't do girl business here..." Before finishing speaking, she was interrupted coldly: "You are here. Isn't it the girl's business?" The bead curtain in the elegant room on the right suddenly A string of soft noises was particularly clear in Jiran, and the entire rear curtain was lifted up, revealing a man's long figure. I really suppose a hundred times and never thought that this person would be Gongyifei.
Gong Yi Fei, dressed in brocade clothes, looked condescendingly at Qing Jiujiu, surprised and smiling, and hung the bead curtain on a gold hook with one hand.
A coquettish singer downstairs covered her mouth and whispered: "Ah... Ying Meixuan's is actually the son of Gongyi..." Another simpler answer: "Who?" The singer was surprised: "? Patriarch, there is a public rite Fei known as'the grace and grace of the public. The literary talent moves the public'." After a pause, "The hidden lotus is really a blessing."
The dialogue between the two singers was close at hand, and even I could hear it, not to mention Qingjiujiu. But she only glanced at the so-called Ying Meixuan on the second floor, put away the whip, and stepped down the red carpet-covered wooden staircase.
The old bust stomped behind him: "Even if the girl is here to visit the brothel, she still dresses up as a man. Don't break the rules of our business..." The black attendant who followed behind neatly gagged with gold leaves.
The eyes of the entire hall were all focused on the Qing Jiujiu who had run out halfway, but I didn't realize it, and stepped into the elegant room where Ying Meixuan had previously challenged him.
After a while, the curtain came up and saw a delicate and beautiful young man standing in front of the seated Qing Sajiu: "Aning shouldn't come to such a place to make my sister angry, Aning..."
Qing Jiujiu casually interrupted his words, ate with his hands, and looked down at the girl waiting for a price on the marble platform downstairs: "Which one do you like?"
auzw.com Young Nana raised her head: "What?"
Gongyi Feiyao, who has been silent on the other side, raised his wine glass: "Just now I have come out to Three Thousand Zero Hardware. Seeing the meaning of Xiongtai, it is a plan..." The words stopped here with a smile, but they are determined. Looking at the wine and wine beside the bead curtain, "Are you going to accomplish something good?"
The young man lowered his head and did not dare to answer. Qing Jiujiu raised his eyes and glanced inadvertently. His eyes were still on the marble platform downstairs, and his fingers patted on the sandalwood table: "Twenty thousand gold, these three girls, I I want it all."
Everyone upstairs and downstairs was dumbfounded, and I was dumbfounded. Looking around, only Gong Yifei was the only one who calmly poured wine and drank himself, with a slight smile on the corners of his lips. I have never seen a woman in a brothel calling her a girl so powerfully, it is really unacceptable.
The old bustard opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, whether he was surprised or happy. After all, 20,000 gold called three girls, and the most prodigal son of Da Chao couldn't do such a thing.
The boy named Aning's expression was half red and half white and almost confused: "Sister, didn't you come to catch me home? This is..."
Qing Jiujiu looked at him from top to bottom, and picked up the tea-smoked porcelain cup on the table: "Since I ran to grab a girl from someone, I must win it. I usually..." His eyes faded from the hazy mist. Come over, "How did you teach you?"
The young man was stunned, her head hanging lower, she took a couple of sips of tea and got up and left. When the curtain was lowered, she glanced at the downstairs at will: "These three looks are acceptable. Choose the one you like the most. You don't have to go home tonight. ."
No one will see me, that is to say, since the wine appears, I can adjust the angle at will to observe every expression on her face. This is really a beauty, but it looks like an ice sculpture. There is no smile, even if it is a sneer, as if he is not interested in the world.
But in this memory, her brother is a young man named Qing Ning. When they met Gong Yifei for the second time, they both robbed women in the brothel. Phantom pupil can only see the memory, unable to interpret her mind, which is even more puzzling.
Following Qing Jiujiu all the way out of the brothel, he found that this building was adjacent to the lake, with willows on the lakeshore, and the sparse moon shadow in the lake. The black attendant easily merged with the night, and she was left in place with a wind lantern in her hand, walking alone along the lake bank.
I followed closely and almost circled the lake. I crossed a low lake bank and saw an open-top ebony boat moored on the shore under the moonlit night. On the bow stood Gong Yifei, who was still drinking in the brothel.
The romantic and suave Gongyi held a celadon cup obliquely in his hand, and was hanging his head to sacrifice the lake with a cup of wine. Hearing the noise, he raised his eyes slightly and saw that the person coming was Qingjiujiu, with a slightly surprised smile. Intentionally: "Miss Qing."
Qing Jiujiu did not swiftly walk, walked to the front of the ebony boat, stopped and looked down at him: "The white moon and clear water, the son of Gongyi is drinking with the lake, it is elegant."
He put away the porcelain cup, his bright eyes were smiling, but his voice was extremely aggrieved: "All the favorite flower ladies were bought by the young lady. They drink and write lyrics and are unaccompanied. They can only come out alone to have some fun." After a pause, he sighed. "Unfortunately, the boat was not rowing well, so I wanted to bribe Mr. Hu for two glasses of thin wine to tell him not to embarrass me."
Looking at Qing Jiujiu's eyes, he raised his head slightly and stretched out his hand to her, "However, this encounter with the young lady seems to be a pity from heaven. I wonder if I can give Fei the honor and invite the young lady to swim the lake together?"
Although the words were pitiful, the expression on my face was overly cheerful. I thought in my heart that acting like this is completely different from the natural nature of admiration. According to Qing's temperament, I would only agree to taking the wrong medicine. About him.
But I really don't know what Qing Jiujiu thinks.
The lake breeze caused the willows to move slightly, and the bright white wrists wearing the black jade bracelets were exposed from the long sleeves, and the sleeves of Gongyi Fei were put on, and one leaned forward to board the boat.
The ebony boat shook, and the two were very close. She handed him the wind lantern in her hand: "You must be careful when you row the boat."
I took the opportunity to set foot on the boat and stood in the corner. Because it was just a touch of consciousness and no weight, it would not add any burden to the boating.
A faint light flashed in Gongyi Fei’s eyes. It was only for a moment. After the boat had sailed far away from the lakeshore, she smiled and said,
That’s how the young lady got on the boat. It really surprised Fei. Isn’t she afraid that Fei has ulterior motives, Miss abrupt? "
A crystal pillow was placed on the small boat in the boat, Qing Jiujiu looked down, and said casually: "Then it depends on whether the Gongyi master can beat Jiujiu."
The ebony boat gradually stopped in the lake, Gong Yifei slightly propped his head, pretending to be annoyed: "I knew I shouldn't have bribed the two wines of Lord Lake. I should tell it to make a wave and overturn us. it is good."
She held her cheeks and cast her eyes on his face: "What?"
He abandoned the oar and sat across from her, only separated by a small table, holding a refilled porcelain cup: "You really want to know?"
She seemed to really think about it, looked up at him, and repeated: "What?"
He moved his eyes from the pale green cup to her snow-white face, put the smile on his lips, and looked at her calmly:
"Miss has a strong skill. At this time, it must be the only way to get close to Miss. Fei has very little wish. Since I was alone in the Lone Bamboo Mountain, it has been a long time that I only hope to get closer to Miss."
Suddenly and just right confession, one more point is to molested one less point, and the other party doesn't understand what it means. I sighed in my heart, Gong Yifei is really such a genius.
Imagine that Qing Jiujiu, who has always been facial paralyzed, pretended not to hear it. Then Gong Yifei's confession was really a confession.
But fortunately, this kind of thing that violated the laws of romance novels did not happen.
Qing Jiujiu, who had been holding his cheeks and playing with the crystal pillow, stopped for a while, and slowly sat upright, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and looked at Gong Yifei quietly. There was a faint sound of a flute from a distance, she leaned close to him holding Xiaoji, and the two of them breathed apart in a warm posture, but their voice was extremely cold: "Do you want to save me? This is, you What's in your mind?" His eyes moved slightly like autumn water.
She leaned closer, her lips almost touching his ears: "If I jump down, would you really save me?" She tilted her head slightly, and left a little bit, a quiet voice, very weak, very light, "I don't There will be water, if you don’t save me, I will die."
A strand of hair that fell on the table was held by Gong Yifei. He lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression, but his voice was soft: "So teasing Yu Fei during the conversation, the young lady thinks Fei's mind...too much Ridiculous? Still think Fei is too self-reliant..."
Before he finished speaking, the strand of hair slid out of his hand quickly, with a crash, a huge splash of water splashed from the side of the boat, and through the thin waves of water, I saw a white figure like a lotus sinking in the deep water. under. Wow, it's another splash. Gong Yifei carried Qing Jiujiu, who was choking on the water and coughing, aboard the boat. The clothes of the two were wet, and Gong Yifei turned pale: "You are..."
Qing Jiujiu, whose coughing had gradually subsided, reached out to hold Gong Yifei's clothes under the pat, and the shadow of the moon was reflected in his cold eyes: "I never tease people." He coughed again, "You didn't lie to me. "Face closer to him, breath close at hand, "In that case, come to Qing's house to marry me in ten days."
This is really surprising, pay attention to Gong Yifei's look, and I am relieved to find that I am not alone. But the drenched wine sprinkle under the moonlight just looked at him fixedly: "Will you?"
There was autumn water surging in his black eyes, and he didn't answer immediately. Her face became cold, and she pushed him away, and her voice became cold: "No? Those so-called yearnings you said are really meaningless nonsense. Yonganqing wine is not someone you want to provoke. Master Gongyi."
His stunned expression finally recovered, and his smile gradually filled his eyelashes under the cold blue lake: "How come? I will marry you in ten days."
He held her hand, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I have never liked anyone, but wine and wine, when I see you, I think you should be mine."
She turned her head away and looked at a lake island not far away: "When you see the women in the brothel, you think they should be yours."
He chuckled and said, "They are not mine. You see you like them, but I didn't fight with you."
She turned her head thoughtfully, for a long time, and took off the black jade bracelet in her hand: "At that time, my father wants me to dance to kiss. Come to see me dance and compose a better song for my father, so that you can marry me. My father once admired R’s literary talent, but unfortunately, this time the invitation to relatives was not to write lyrics or write poems. In music theory, he once called a good word, but today only Chen Shizi Su Yu is the only one."
He smiled and shook her hand again: "You mean, let me ask my cousin for help?" Pretending to sigh, "I don't want to be with him the least in my life, if you see him, your father I like him, what should I do? I don't want to be rough with him."
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