Shuoyun Feidu

It's summer, the sky is bright, and the flowers are blooming just right.

The Wanxian Pavilion is built near the water, and there is a faint sound of music on the second floor, the tone is lazy and distant, and it is also mixed with women's silver bell-like laughter from time to time.

There is a soft sound of silk and bamboo, and the soft singing of Shengge. The singing and dancing are in full swing in the flower hall upstairs. On the left side, a small hall is separated by screens and veils. Sitting in the fragrant kang room behind the gauze curtain, they played the piano and the sheng. In the flower hall not far away, a group of maiko danced to their heart's content to the sound of silk and bamboo coming from the side hall.

A group of singers and actresses gathered around a young man sitting on the top like a moon. He was about 21 or [-] years old, with handsome features and a pair of peach blossom eyes. She doesn't look frivolous, with a straight nose, plump lips, a silver crown on her head, and a snow-white brocade robe with a roll collar. The beauty in Luo Yi was admiring the dancing of many maikos, and at the same time, the beauty delivered the peeled lychees to his mouth with her delicate hands. Wandering around endlessly, accompanied by the faint sound of silk and bamboo, the dance of the beautiful woman stretching her sleeves and turning her body has turned into a lingering and intoxicating gentle township.

Just when the smell of wine was intoxicating, someone suddenly said leisurely: "Yin Zhibai, you invited me here to see these vulgar fans?" Forget it, as if gently scribing it with the tip of the pen on the mind of the person who heard it, and the sound line is undulating and very mellow, obviously a very young person.Hearing this, the white-clothed young man couldn't help but sneered and said, "Beitang, you can't get rid of your habit of speaking sharply and viciously from time to time... These are all high-end beauties. The other ladies in the Chu Pavilion in the Red Chamber still can't catch your eyes?" He said, took a sip from the wine glass handed over by the woman beside him, and then raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That's right, you yourself are already a special color Naturally, no matter how difficult it is to look at other beauties..."

The man said indifferently: "Why don't you tell my father? I look like him, and my father and son are probably seven or eight percent alike." Yin Zhibai laughed and scolded: "Nonsense, I don't think I'll die long ago. !” Before he finished speaking, a young man walked in from outside, wearing a long-sleeved blouse with lotus green flowers and bucket patterns, with elegant sleeves, sparse and phoenix eyes, his body looks like a willow in the sun, with a hanging nose and tall, and his lips are dizzy. Red, with eyebrows like ink painting, black hair mixed with gold and silver two-color fringe, braided into a long braid and draped behind her back, leaving only a strand of blue silk on each temple hanging down on her chest, holding a folding fan in her hand, Like a handsome nobleman in troubled times, his deep blue eyes are only slightly condensed, and the warmth of many soft fragrant flowers in the hall has been overwhelmed...just now the girls in the hall heard that everyone was called "mediocre" Vulgar fans' were secretly annoyed in their hearts, and all their eyes were swept towards the entrance of the hall, wanting to see who it was who made such nonsense, but as soon as they raised their heads, their whole body was as if struck by lightning, and they felt their throats straighten. Burning, he didn't open his mouth again, he couldn't make a sound, he seemed to be stunned.

--There is no tenderness and beauty with rolling eyes, and no charming charm with speechless smiles and frowns, but her appearance is extremely good, but the casualness of her gestures and gestures has also become an indescribable beauty...

Yin Zhibai waved away all the beauties in the flower hall, held his wine glass, and said with a faint smile to Rong Du in the North Hall, "Since you want to go back to Wusha Castle and get to know each other, I will naturally give you a banquet of wine, which can be regarded as a farewell party." Meaning.” Then he clapped his hands and said: “Come here.” Then he raised his eyes to look at Beitang Rongdu, slightly curled the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: “These two should still catch your eyes. "

Beitang Rongdu sat down cross-legged, tapped his palms with a folding fan, glanced at Yin Zhibai unhurriedly, and said in a low voice, "Your cousin Yin Yulou was sent to Jiang Qianyi a few days ago. Here, I must have been treated very well by now..."

He had known Yin Zhibai for two years, so he naturally knew that the two cousins ​​had never had the slightest friendship, so he told Yin Zhibai about it after accepting the request to capture Yin Yulou alive.At this time, the dance and music sounded, and two plain-clothed women stepped into the flower hall lightly, twisting their slender waists and stretching their jade arms, they danced softly and softly to the sound of silk and bamboo.Yin Zhibai took a sip of wine and raised his eyebrows indifferently: "The Yin family was built by my uncle Yin Ruhai after he left Pingjian Villa. It has nothing to do with Pingjian Villa. Naturally, I don't care about Yin Yulou's life or death, but... ..."

He suddenly raised his eyes and smiled, with an evil look on his face: "It's just that my uncle only has two sons. The eldest died of a serious illness when he was young. Now that you have taken Yin Yulou, wouldn't you let him die?" Beitang Rongdu opened his folding fan and shook it lightly. There was no youthful look on his brows that a 13-year-old boy should have. That's all, if not, wouldn't it be better? When Yin Ruhai dies in the future and has no descendants, the Yin family will naturally be taken over by Pingjian Villa. After all, your father is Yin Ruhai's elder brother, and you are Yin Ruhai's nephew Son... In this way, I actually helped you for once, how can you thank me?"

The two of them got acquainted by chance two years ago, and they felt quite congenial. They had a good relationship with each other, so there was no taboo in speaking. Some things are quite tacit.Yin Zhibai played with the wine glass with a smile on his lips, and said with a big laugh: "You have always been able to mess around..." As he spoke, he raised his voice and said to the two women who danced like two butterflies wearing flowers in the distance: "Come here."

The two girls were about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing moon-white robes, with loose hair in a bun, and simple and elegant makeup, but they were as picturesque as lotus emerging from water.That's all, but the most intoxicating thing about the two of them is the charming and lazy look with a charming figure, which is really charming and charming. The two pairs of eyes are black and white, looking forward and looking at the posture, and the beautiful eyes flow like a thousand words. What's even more rare is that their appearance and clothing are exactly the same, they are actually a pair of twin sisters, upon hearing Yin Zhibai's order, they stopped their dancing movements, moved their lotus steps lightly, and walked to each other separately. The two sat down beside each other.

Yin Zhibai put his arms around the girl beside him, and said with a smile, "Beitang, how about this pair of Qingyuan sisters? Is it still in your eyes? I see that although you often play tricks on occasions, you don't really play tricks. Now I'm afraid You are still a child chicken, how about giving up this child body today?"

Beitang Rongdu ignored him, and put his arms around the girl next to him. He was so beautiful, even though he was still young, he had already made the girl blush and heartbeat, and she didn't dare to look at him too much. When he hugged his hands, he immediately groaned, his body softened slightly, he half leaned against Beitang Rongdu's arms, exhaled like blue, and buried Yurong into the boy's neck.At this time, a group of maikos came in again from outside, wearing light veils, bare feet, silver bells on their wrists and ankles, dancing with the fluttering sleeves, making a pleasant voiceless sound.

Beitang Rongdu was sitting at the banquet, holding beauties in his arms, drinking while watching the girls dancing. He was familiar with such scenes. Now that he was nearly 14 years old, although he hadn't really broken his childhood yet. However, as a person in two lifetimes, he was quite romantic in the past. At this time, his left hand skillfully caressed the girl's delicate body through the cloth, like plucking strings on a piano. Although it was flirting, it was still So elegant that there was no sense of obscenity, it made the beautiful woman in her arms pant softly, and unconsciously gradually wrapped her jade arms around his waist.

Yin Zhibai lightly bit the white jade-like earlobe of the girl in his arms, rubbing the roundness in his palm, and smiled softly: "Beitang, why don't you see Han Yan today?" With a jade hand like a spring onion, he said: "Let him come here, and see how you, a sleazy friend, bring me to be sensual?" Yin Zhibai laughed, put one arm around the girl's slender waist, and said: "Han Yan is yours." Forbidden, I'm afraid it's because you don't want me to see him, and you don't want me to take your love for sex?" Beitang Rongdu took a pearl ball with chopsticks and ate it, hearing Yin Zhibai say this , didn't take it seriously, just snorted with a half-smile: "When you first saw him, you proposed to me to buy him. Until now, you haven't given up on this idea, but I Growing up with him, what do you think you could use to replace him from me?"

Yin Zhibai sighed slightly: "Since you are the young master of Unsheltered Fort, as long as you think about it, you can take any rare treasures in the world. Naturally, I have nothing to tempt you." He climbed up to the warm and soft breasts through the material of the clothes. Hearing this, he suddenly narrowed his blue eyes slightly, and the teasing color in his eyes flashed past, and said: "That's not necessarily the case. If you are willing to take something Come to exchange, maybe it can be discussed." Yin Zhibai raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "What?" Beitang Rongdu glanced at him, and said with a fake smile: "If you exchange it yourself, maybe I can consider it. After a while...well, speaking of your appearance, it’s not bad, so I’ll suffer a bit and make do with it.” As he spoke, he deliberately looked him up and down, just like a meat buyer checking whether the pork is fresh, Yin Zhibai Hearing this, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, cursed viciously, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it down.