set of flowers

There are twice as many vendors in the street market than usual, as if preparing for the night market.

An Mingxi looked at the many stalls on both sides of the road and was amazed that there were so many things for sale.However, no matter how interested he was, he was just indifferent on the face, at worst, he would take a second look.His steps were slow, but he never stopped.

Ah Jiu and Hua Qianyu followed behind without saying a word.The former looked around with his eyes, and there were things that could arouse his interest everywhere, but he had to follow An Mingxi, and he couldn't really take this outing as a game; the latter just followed, roaming the streets as he wished, while cursing: Take a walk after dinner?

Hua Qianyu really didn't understand why the person who was looking forward to it a few moments ago was just looking at the flowers on the street?Could it be that Luo Jing's real appearance made him lose interest?Or did it upset the prince because it was too lively?

——As for An Mingxi, he undoubtedly enjoyed it.He enjoys the prosperity of the street, he enjoys the hustle and bustle of the downtown, he enjoys the fireworks in the world...but he has already passed the age of wanting to play with windmills.

windmill……

No matter how exquisite the windmills on the booth are, how can they compare with the windmills made by the mother and concubine when I was a child?

He likes the busy streets, but when he is in them, he feels even more alone.When pedestrians come and go, he never thinks that he is one of them, so he has no intention of stopping for any people or things.

In an unfamiliar place, follow your will, and the direction of your toes is your destination.Before he knew it, An Mingxi walked to the famous Fireworks and Willow Alley in the capital. Now even if his mind wandered away from the world, he would inevitably be called back to his senses by the fancy-dressed women.Their enthusiasm frightened him, so he took a step back, and after turning around, he happened to meet Hua Qianyu's gaze. An Mingxi made a conscious effort to recognize his face, and passed Hua Qianyu directly.

"Dian..." Perhaps also frightened by the scene of Huajie, Ah Jiu lost his mind for a while, seeing An Mingxi turn away, couldn't help but make a sound, then turned to follow.

Boring - Hua Qianyu thought.He turned his back, turned around and followed An Mingxi.

No way, who called him a "guard"?

After traveling all the way, Hua Qianyu suddenly had an ominous premonition when he saw An Mingxi stop in front of Changxi Courtyard.

Sure enough, An Mingxi stepped into this brothel, which is luxurious and elegant compared to other small buildings.

The sun is still hanging in the west, so it’s not too late, not to mention that the building closest to the gate is the east block, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be faintly heard in the east block, and there are all literati coming and going, stepping into this gate, looking around, you can only see one person Old woman, she can't see at all that this is a place for joking and laughing.

An Mingxi entered the east seat just as he was looking for music, when he heard a nine-twist and eighteen-bend "Yo", he couldn't help turning his head——

The madam Yu Niang twisted her waist and fanned her round fan, walking towards Hua Qianyu gracefully: "Little Gong—"

Suddenly, Yu Niang's gaze was attracted by An Mingxi, and the words she was about to utter were stuck in her throat.

"Luo——" Yu Niang hurriedly stopped her voice, her surprised expression faded, and she put on a calm smile, then walked towards the two of them: "This is the son's friend, right? It's the first time I've seen you~"

Obviously she was referring to An Mingxi, and Ah Jiu, who was dressed in common clothes behind An Mingxi, was naturally ignored by her.

Hua Qianyu smiled without saying a word.

The bustard went on to ask, "Do you want Xian'er to serve you again?"

"No, just listen to the little song in the east seat."

"Okay," the madam nodded, calling to stop the boy who happened to pass by, "Ah Fu, pick a good seat for the two gentlemen."

Ah Fu, with a white towel on his shoulders and a teapot in his hand, said hello, then bent down and said to them, "Guest officer, please follow me."

Hua Qianyu looked at An Mingxi, saw An Mingxi walking towards Ah Fu, and then raised his foot.

……

On the stage was a woman in white, whose thin silk coat fluttered as she walked, making her even more gentle and fragile even though she was already thin.She sang with the accompanying music in a melodious and slender voice: "The mountain is heavy, the water is heavy, and the clothes are wet with sweat; Meet you soon..."

An Mingxi and the other three sat at the best viewing place, that is, the place closest to the stage, and they could hear every word clearly.

After a tragic performance, the music became hurried, and the sound of gongs and drums expressed the tragedy.

The woman gradually stopped in the center of the stage, with tears in her eyes, her charming appearance was heart-pounding.She raised her head slightly, as if she was talking to the sky: "Your Majesty, you have devoted yourself to serving the country and serving the army righteously, and now you are dead outside the city, with your bones scattered by the wind... Sigh, the disaster of war has lasted for a long time, and it will be difficult to enter the earth... The city gate is locked, It is difficult to collect the corpse, and the hometown is far away. Oh, my family, why are you willing to go to Huangquan alone?... This heart follows you, this body has no home, the dream of the world of mortals is over, and the road to Huangquan is with you!"

The tone and the music stopped, and the woman suddenly fell down, lying on her side on the ground, facing the audience, and quietly closed her eyes.

"it is good!"

Someone in the audience took the lead in applauding and stood up to applaud, and then several people cheered at the same time.

The drum sounded first, and then other accompanying music followed, creating a joyful atmosphere together.Soon, the woman covered half of her face, stood up slowly, and then looked at the audience around her, with her face half covered, her smiling eyes crooked, and then she left the stage amidst the applause of everyone.

"Why did she die?" An Mingxi asked.

He looked at the stage with his eyes, and he didn't know who he was talking to, but Hua Qianyu thought that Ah Jiu, who obviously couldn't explain the reason, couldn't answer him-"Fall into the city and die."

"How do you know?" An Mingxi looked at Hua Qianyu.

"Drama has its own origin, and it is based on folk tales."

"En." An Mingxi finished answering, and took a sip of tea—why did he talk to him?

An Mingxi thought to himself that he might have lost his mind when he made friends with Hua Qianyu.

The three people at the next table suddenly chatted loudly.

One person said: "Such infatuation is really rare."

Another person said: "Marry a husband and follow your husband, if you don't follow your husband, how can you live?"

Another person said: "If this drama is true, then the heroine will be humiliated by countless people along the way—if her husband is still alive, he will also divorce his wife."

The words reincarnated No.1 again: "Yes, if I were her husband, I would definitely not let her go out."

Regarding their conversation, An Mingxi couldn't say what he hated for a while, but he didn't want to listen any more, so he got up and said, "Let's go."

Ah Jiu stood up quickly.

"Where are you going?" Hua Qianyu also stood up and asked.

"This garden is so big... go to another place."

After all, this is a brothel, Hua Qianyu always felt that something was wrong, so he first proposed: "It's getting late, let's go to the upstairs wing room for a meeting and have some side dishes, it's almost time for the festival to start... How about it?"

"it is good."

Although it was interesting to walk around, he was indeed a little hungry.

After An Mingxi responded, he was led upstairs by Hua Qianyu.As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, a maid came to meet Hua Qianyu with a tea set. She was very surprised when she saw Hua Qianyu, and she happily shouted: "My lord!"

She came running in small steps, and slightly bent her knees: "Wanfu, my son."

She asked again: "Master, did you come to see my sister? My sister just happened to be free... My sister also said that you will not come again. Xin'er knows that you are just busy..."

Why does it sound like a heartless person?

"This..." How to refuse in this situation?

"May I ask where sister Xian'er is now?"

"Young master, come with me, Xin'er!"

Hua Qianyu signaled An Mingxi to go with him, and followed.

An Mingxi looked at him for a while, then raised his footsteps.

"Sister Xian'er"?It's his...who?

……

Xian'er in the wing room is sitting on a wooden chair with her back leaning against the table, her left arm resting on the elbow on the table, supporting her upper body; a pipe inlaid with gold patterns is sandwiched between the index finger, middle finger and thumb of her right hand, and she is smoking slowly. Slowly exhaled a mouthful of thick smoke.The white smoke thinned, sank, and gradually dissipated.Xian'er raised her lowered eyelids to observe the shape of the last wisp of light smoke.

"Sister," Huan'er's sweet voice came from outside the door, "Young Master is here to see you."

Xian'er lazily sat up, turned sideways, raised her hand, turned the pipe over, put the pipe and the ashes on the handkerchief, then stood up, grabbed the handkerchief wrapped around the pipe and put it behind the vase on the table by the window. Not to mention hidden.

"elder sister?"

"Here we come." Xian'er responded lazily, then twisted her waist, opened the bead curtain and walked out, walked slowly to the door, and opened the door.

The moment she met Hua Qianyu's eyes, Xian'er put on a smiling face, narrowed her winking eyes, and said with a smile, "See you for a long time, young master."

Hua Qianyu also smiled slightly, and asked, "Are you all right here?"

"as usual."

Xian'er looked at Huan'er again, and asked, "Huan'er, can you change the tea?"

"Ah!" Huan'er looked down at the thing she was holding in her hand, and quickly backed away after bending her knees.

Hua Qianyu quickly stopped her: "Ask someone to bring some delicious food."

"Yes."

Xian'er invited Hua Qianyu into the room, only to notice that there were other guests outside the door.

"This is..." Xian'er only asked An Mingxi—there was no need for the attendants to know each other, and An Mingxi's well-dressed clothes made it easy to tell who he was.

Hua Qianyu also looked at An Mingxi, intending to let him introduce himself.

"Huang Si." An Mingxi said.

"Young Master Huang... the little girl is being polite." Xian'er bowed her knees.

An Mingxi also nodded at her.Seeing this, Xian'er suddenly laughed, he was puzzled and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Xian'er motioned them to come in and sit down, while explaining: "Xian'er laughed at Mr. Playboy's friends, they are really humble and polite... Besides, seeing that Mr. Huang was born so handsome, and his appearance is better than that of a good woman, if Mr. Huang hadn't spoken out, Xian'er I thought it was the playboy who secretly brought the girl to visit the brothel."

When An Mingxi heard the words, he thought: Brothel?Is there anything special about it compared to other places?

Hua Qianyu, who was walking in front, raised the bead curtain and let the two of them step in. The three of them sat at the round table together, An Mingxi was next to Hua Qianyu, and Xian'er was facing them.As a follower, Ah Jiu stepped aside.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Xian'er smiled and asked, "Can you listen to me playing the piano?"

Hua Qianyu smiled back: "Very good."

Xian'er got up, walked to the qin seat outside the bead curtain after the usual ceremony, sat down, brushed the qin surface with her slender hand, raised her hand, dropped her finger, and picked up the first string note with her fingertips, followed by a quiet and distant qin music .

The two listened intently, waited for Huan'er to enter, and after pouring tea, each sipped a cup of clear tea.

Huan'er still had to go and see how the meal was being prepared, so she stepped back lightly, fearing that the sound of closing the door would disturb the peace of the three of them.

Perhaps the sound of the piano was sad, but after Xian'er's last note fell, the room was filled with silence, and there was no sound for a long time.

Hua Qianyu looked at An Mingxi, who was holding the teacup with his index finger and thumb, bowed his head in silence, then turned his head to look at the looming figure on the other side of the bead curtain, and said, "Tonight is a festival, and the atmosphere should be more joyful."

Xian'er lowered her eyes to look at Qin's face, and slightly raised the corners of her lips as usual: "Sorry."

She was about to play another song when she noticed Hua Qianyu got up, walked towards her, and said with a smile, "Sister, let me do it."

"This……"

Xian'er was surprised, after all, playing for others is mostly disdainful for the gentry, let alone in a brothel.

"No problem."

Hearing this, Xian'er had no choice but to get up and let Hua Qianyu take her seat.

"Sister, sit down and enjoy tea."

Xian'er walked up to the bead curtain, turned her head and looked at him again, saw that his five fingers were pressing on the surface of the piano, turned around, entered the curtain, and sat back to his original position.

An Mingxi put down his cup and looked at Hua Qianyu.Hua Qianyu raised his head, and when the two looked at each other, the piano sounded again.

The sound of the piano is still soothing and long, but it is a little less sad and a little more distant, as if you are in a bamboo forest, with the breeze blowing on your face, and everything is silent.

Suddenly, the seven strings fluttered, the sound of the piano changed, and the speed of the sound accelerated, like a gust of wind sweeping through the mat, the bamboo branches swayed, and the bamboo leaves rustled. An expert raised a sword into the forest, dancing swords in the bamboo wind...

The sound of the piano became soothing again, gradually becoming silent.

Although the playing time is short, it is jaw-dropping enough.

Hua Qianyu opened the bead curtain and walked in, smiled lightly and said, "How?" After speaking, his eyes fell on An Mingxi who lowered his head.

"Young master's pride is far beyond that of a little girl." Xian'er replied.

"Women are gentle and gentle, and I can't match them."

Before Xian'er could respond, there was a knock on the door. Hua Qianyu thought it was dinner, but he heard Huan'er outside the door: "Young master, someone is looking for you."