Chapter Eleven Drunk Wind and Moon
Besides, Xian Xiaofu was still a little worried about Guhe Huixue. Although he was very kind to her and took the initiative to visit her in her hometown, she vaguely remembered that the last time she was in Tianyi Pavilion, he deliberately teased her and took her to a romantic place.
, she still felt unhappy and felt that he was too cruel.
It was getting dark that day. After painting all afternoon, Xian Xiaofu was tired. Xian Xiaofu had been living in Tianyi Pavilion, a place with unfamiliar people and places, for half a month...
She suddenly wanted to go out for a walk. She disguised herself as a man and walked in the small town. The streets were very lively. There were teahouses, taverns, pawn shops, workshops, painting workshops... There were many small businesses with big umbrellas on the open spaces on both sides of the streets.
Merchant.
The streets here extend to the east and west, all the way to the quieter suburbs outside the city. Although it is evening, there are still people on the street: people driving ox carts to deliver goods, some driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some stopping to admire the scenery.
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With a tall tower as the center, there are rows of houses on both sides, including tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, etc.
The afterglow of the evening sun shines lightly on the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored eaves of the pavilions, adding a bit of poetry to the prosperous evening scene of the small town in front of you.
The willow tree beside the ancient street took out its tender and delicate branches. Suddenly it started to drizzle again, and the rows of willow trees by the lake were hidden in the drizzle, and gradually disappeared into the fog.
so gorgeous.
"Girl, you look so elegant and handsome today!" There was an oil-paper umbrella on her head, and the carefree Guhe Huixue with a playful smile fell from the sky and appeared in front of her holding a beautiful peony oil-paper umbrella...
"Sir, why are you following me all day long..."
"Seeing how elegantly you are dressed tonight, I will take you to visit the most famous "Zui Feng Yue" here.
After saying that, Guhe Huixue took Xian Xiaofu with one hand and ran quickly to a majestic high-rise building with the inscription "Drunken Wind and Moon" in gold letters...
Xian Xiaofu stopped and took a closer look. It was just like what was written in the book. It was filled with flowers and willows, alleys and streets, people drunk with money and money, people leaning against the door and laughing, and singing and singing every night.
In the hall in the middle of the room, there are sounds of guests banqueting, inviting friends, setting up a table, a double table, or both tables, drinking and having fun. Acting in dramas, playing the flute, singing local songs to add to the fun, the sound of singing and the sound of the pipa... the drinking order is going on
...very noisy.
In the splendid hall, a graceful and charming woman wearing a pink gauze skirt was singing: "It's not that I love the world, I seem to have been misled by my predecessor. When the flowers fall and bloom, they are always the Eastern monarchs... If you have a head full of mountain flowers, don't do it."
Asking where the slave has returned, Nanxiangzi Feng, Yan has been wet with light rain, and the fragrant grass grows year by year with hatred. The smoke locks the phoenix tower, infinite things, the vastness, the luan mirror and the mandarin duck quilt are heartbroken. The soul's dream is melodious, and the poplar flowers sleep.
The bed is covered with embroidery. Fortunately, the door is ajar, and the setting sun brings you a few lines of spring tears."
Another beautiful woman in purple sang softly: "Dark thrush, light thrush, cicadas' temples are covered with clouds, the rain is coming back from the balcony. Wushan is high, Wushan is low, the evening rain is so gentle that the man doesn't come back... Don't climb on me, climb on me
Too biased. I am Liu, Qujiang Linchi, this person beats that person, and the love lasts for a while..."
After the song, the male guests applauded, whistled, and laughed, as if Xian Xiaofu was also drowned...
The generous and decent Xian Xiaofu broke away from Gu He Huixue's big hand, found a seat by herself, and sat down gracefully, looking at Gu He Huixue stupidly.
"This fairy little girl is really different. She is really my type. I want to show you the world today. It's quite enjoyable!"
He deliberately sat down with her, and the waiter ran over to greet her.
"Call your Cuiliu'er over and tell her that Uncle Guhe has brought a good brother to support her..."
After returning from a walk and arriving at her residence, Xian Xiaofu was still recalling this past event and felt that Guhe's return to the snow was still unreliable. Suddenly she heard her aunt calling her: "Fu'er, come in, Mr. Guhe is going back today, stay a minute."
Chapter completed!