The bright moon sits on the ground

Speaking of Xiayan City, the lively place that Qin Rongchong is most familiar with and also frequented, must mention Shangchun Tower.

He led Gu Huazhi through the long streets with ease, turned a few alleys, and said: "Although people in the world have a lot of prejudice against the place of fireworks, but, in fact, there are some fireworks in the Shangchun Building. Qing Guan, who only sells art but not body, has good looks,? talent and sentiment,? I often go there to rest on weekdays. You know, chatting with beautiful girls always makes people feel better."

Gu Huazhi listened, showing an expression like "I don't know", but still reluctantly nodded to show that he understood.

Afterwards, when Tan Rongchong recalled this incident, he always felt ashamed, thinking, if the people from the Suifeng faction knew that their elder brother, Xiaziyueyun, was taken for a walk by him in such a daft way Brothel, what to do.

But at that time, he had only heard about the reputation of the Suifeng sect. He didn't know much about this sect. He was all thinking about how to keep Gu Huazhi in Xiayan City. Of course, he had to give him what he liked. Take a look,? See if he's interested in these.

Going around, the gold-lettered signboard of Shangchun Building stands in front of you. The gate is carved by skilled craftsmen in peach wood relief, with red lanterns hanging on both sides, and two stone foxes stretching their waists at the bottom. There is Liuyun, with a light veil on his body, a hydrangea in one mouth, and a concentric lock in the other. His beast eyes are slightly squinted, and he is vividly staring at the long street with people coming and going.

The two girls leaning against the door are both very handsome, with flower baskets in their arms, filled with light pink peach blossom petals, and they sprinkle the petals into the air from time to time, bursts of sweet aroma blowing towards them Come, seemed to be throwing invitations to the visitors with a smile—then, when they looked up, they saw Tan Rongchong, and they all covered their lips and snickered.

The lively and cheerful one spoke first, obviously familiar with him, "Mr. Tan is here? Which girl are you going to meet today?"

The quiet girl stroked her long hair, looked behind Qin Rongchong, and said softly: "Is this the friend behind Mr. Qin who came with you? I don't think I've seen him in Xiayan City before." pass him."

Tan Rongchong read the names of the two sisters accurately, smiled, and let the person behind him come out sideways, "It's his first time here, so he is bound to be cautious, you don't have to worry about me, just let everyone concentrate on entertaining my friend. "

The girl who spoke first jumped down the steps, walked around Gu Huazhi a few times, reached out and touched the end of Gu Huazhi's hair, and couldn't help but sigh: "Hair is so smooth, it doesn't even have split ends... um, The skin is delicate and smooth, the eyebrows are well-shaped, and the eyelashes are so long. How do you take care of yourself? Do you use bath beans? Can you tell me a little bit about it?"

Gu Huazhi backed away calmly, thought for a while, and said softly, "No."

The girl asked persistently: "Then what do you usually eat? What do you use when you take a bath?"

"I usually fill my stomach with mountain fruits and bathe with mountain spring water. As for the bath beans you mentioned, I don't know what that means."

Tan Rongchong didn't expect them to be so interested in Gu Huazhi, let alone Gu Huazhi answered honestly.

Then?Then the madam in the building managed to vacate the space, hurried out and took the restless little girl back, ordered the quiet and calm younger sister to watch over the troublesome older sister, and apologized to Qin Rongchong and Gu Huazhi.

When he was talking about this, Tan Rongchong picked up the cup and moistened his throat with clear water, as if the scene at that time still made him feel embarrassed, he paused for a moment, then continued the previous words, and said vaguely: "How should I put it, I started from there It took me a day to realize that it is not only the young master who likes to see good-looking girls, the girls also like to see good-looking young masters, maybe even more so."

When he said this, Nie Qiu also understood.

One of Gu Hua walked into the Shangchun Tower, as if he had entered the Pansi Cave. The girls were all curious why a person like him came to the place of fireworks, and like the sisters before, they were curious about how he usually takes care of himself. They didn't need Tan Hongchong's advice at all, they approached him one after another, eager to move their hands and feet - when the oiran tried to touch his hand, Tan Hongchong finally couldn't bear it.

"Fei Fan, I remember you asked me when I could come again not long ago." He even gritted his teeth a bit.

"It seems that there is such a thing." The oiran known as Feishan lazily propped up her waist, closed her hands, and looked at Tan Rongchong out of the corner of her eyes, with a hint of teasing in her tone, "Mr. Qin's calligraphy and painting are really good, However, you have to ask me to try something new."

The implication is that no matter how much you look at it, you will get tired of looking at it, so you might as well take a closer look at this handsome newcomer.

Maybe it's because of being obsessed with ghosts. Tan Rongchong usually likes to joke with them like this. He has no airs and is familiar with this group of Yingying and Yanyan. At this moment, he suddenly felt annoyed, forcing him to say: "I didn't see it." Is he hiding?"

"Didn't Mr. Tan bring this young master?" Fei Fan was not angry, and smiled to himself, "Or did we all misunderstand what Mr. Tan meant? Do you just want to ask him to come over and take a look, and then Are you going to take him away?"

He was speechless and didn't know how to respond for a while, so he could only hold back a sigh of relief, took out a few ingots of gold from his pocket, put them on the table with a "snap", stood up, and bowed his head. La Gu Huazhi, "We should go."

Gu Huazhi didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, looking at Tan Ronghong's hand clasping his wrist, his eyes darkened, he followed him and stood up, and took back the fishtail crown that was taken off, He took the personal weapon that was confiscated by the thugs.

And Fei Shan leaned on the soft couch and said slowly: "I look forward to the next time Mr. Qin will come and talk with me about Tang Yin's authentic works all night."

This matter was written off by her in a few words.

After that, whether they talked about Tang Bohu's authentic calligraphy all night long is a matter for later.

At that time, Tan Rongchong took Gu Huazhi away in the anxiety that came from nowhere. He didn't realize that he had been holding Gu Huazhi's wrist tightly until he stepped out of the gate of Shangchun Building, as if The next moment it will turn into a shackle.

He let go of his hand suddenly as if he was burned by the flames. He was a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and explained: "I thought you didn't like that kind of occasion, so I took you away without asking You mean, I'm really sorry."

Gu Huazhi turned his back, moved his wrist that was hurting from the scratch, and said, "It's okay."

Tan Rongchong unfolded the folding fan and fanned it unconsciously to relieve the strange emotion in his heart, but he failed to suppress the wild fire that would burn his internal organs into a vast expanse of dry grass, instead it fueled the fire and made it even more rampant.

He smoothed his furrowed brows, looked at Gu Huazhi, but moved his eyes away the moment their eyes met, he didn't dare to look at him, his eyes wandered, searching, and swept across the pedestrians , scanning through various buildings, finally seemed to have finally found a life-saving straw, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "I thought of a place that you should like."

To Nie Qiu's surprise, Tan Rongchong would go to Liyuan to listen to operas in his spare time.

With such a tender heart, singing and sighing three times, he thought that the head of the Qin family had no interest in these things.

Thinking about it again, the officials in Xiayan City are all vegetarians, and they are all dominated by the Qin family, which also makes this Gu-controlling family unlike ordinary people. Whether it is piano, chess, poetry, or painting, they are not comparable to others, so it is not difficult to understand that Qin Rongchong is interested in things like calligraphy, painting, and opera.

The children in the pear garden were helping to move the stools. When they saw Qin Rongchong coming, they greeted him, "Which one do you want to hear today, my lord?"

"I remember that Jiang Sheng is on duty today, right? She has a good voice and a good background. No matter which play she plays, she can handle it just right. I can just listen to it." Tan Rongchong leaned over to touch his head, and took the peanut cake he bought earlier. They stuffed them into his arms and said, "I brought my friends over today, please go and prepare more food."

The child skillfully put away the crispy candies, pointed to a room with a smile, "Sister Sheng is putting on makeup in the back, Mr. Tan may not see her for a while, and the Bu family is also inside, she I have always disliked being disturbed by others at this time."

After he finished speaking, he passed by like a gust of wind, yelling and going to prepare something.

Gu Huazhi watched for a while, and finally opened his lips and said, "You have a very good relationship with the people here."

It took Qin Rongchong some time to realize that the "here" he said referred to Xiayan City.

"After all, I grew up here." Tan Rongchong smiled, "Xiayan City is neither big nor small, and more than ten years are enough to get acquainted with every plant and tree here. Let alone human beings."

Gu Huazhi shook his head and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, or maybe he didn't think about anything.

"No." After a while, he said, "The identity of the Tan family doesn't seem to have left a deep imprint on you, you can easily get along with everyone without any scruples or airs, which is rare. "

After sitting in the chair and staring at the empty stage in a daze for a long time, Tan Rongchong realized belatedly that Gu Huazhi's unreasonable words might be praising him. , as if walking on the clouds, light and fluttering, about to fly up when the wind blows, obviously sitting in the pear garden, but the thoughts have already flown to the sky.

A seat away, the wooden chair was pulled away, Tan Rongchong followed the sound and looked over, the girl with gentle eyebrows nodded at him.

This person should be from the Bu family, and he returned the gift, thinking in his heart, although he had heard it from other people several times before, it was really the first time to meet face-to-face like this - what is her name, It seems to be Bu Lingqing?

I don't know why, but in recent years, the relationship between the Qin family and the Bu family has been particularly close. Bu Qingzhong, who is known as "sending ghosts and guarding the bell", has been here several times. Every time Tan Rongchong can see his father, and Those elders looked dignified.He didn't know what happened, neither his father nor his master would reveal a word to him.

In the Qin family, Qin Rongchong was the only one who studied under the two elders successively.

Those two elders are brothers, one has only one apprentice, Tan Rongchong, and the other has never taken any apprentices. Seven or eight years ago, in a silent night, his master left in a hurry and melted into the night, and never came back again. It wasn't until the sad news that "Lingyan Lake collapsed when the construction started" came that Tan Rongchong realized that his master's life would stay in that night forever.

He didn't see the body. He only knew that the master's younger brother, the elder who never took disciples, made a request to the Patriarch to accept him as a disciple within two days. His father agreed, and Tan Rongchong was in a daze. Follow him to continue learning the art of controlling Gu.

He could vaguely feel that a strange storm was brewing in the Qin family, with thunder, lightning, rain and snow, making everything deviate from the track. Said, if it really can't be cured, then she can only be buried in the ground early... Tan Rongchong is the one who seeks "into the abyss" with his stomach full of anger.

It was said that Bu Lingqing often came to Liyuan to look for Jiang Sheng, and he probably did the same today. He shouldn't be thinking about these irrelevant things at this time, wasting Gu Huazhi's traveling all the way.Qin Rongchong breathed a sigh of relief and decided not to think about it.

Few people under the stage were seated, the curtain was slowly opened, and Danjiao moved lightly with lotus steps, stepped onto the stage, and began to babble.

"He will take the phoenix chariot on the cloud road tonight, and the Yinhan magpie bridge will be flat." With her sleeves raised and her arms raised, the imperial concubine with picturesque eyebrows squeezed her voice, her voice was round and clear, like a whistling breeze, pushing away the softness layer by layer. Wave, tactful and charming.

Shengjiao sang: "He is Tiangong Xingxiu. I haven't seen him for many years. I don't know if he remembers each other?"

Tan Rongchong handed a tangerine to Gu Huazhi, but he didn't notice that Gu Huazhi took it and put it aside.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the danjiao on the stage meant something.

He has heard this "Wu Tong Yu" many times. Jiang Sheng's singing skills are amazing. In other people's words, she is a natural singer. No matter what happens, there can be no flaws in her singing. Perfect as a mold.

However, Tan Hongchong found that Jiang Sheng's tone was different this time, with a little vibrato, a raised ending sound, and a slow articulation, with tenderness like water, wrapped in a layer of sweet honey, I don't know if it's because of his deep affection for Tang Minghuang in that play Loyalty, or to someone else.

The first stick of incense had already been burned out, and the rich incense in the room gradually dissipated, but the ghost was not in a hurry to light the second stick of incense.

It stretched out its pale hand from the sleeve robe, without much hesitation, snatched a thread from the ball of thin thread beside Qin Rongchong, and wrapped it around its fingertips, its eyes were obscure, it was obviously smiling, but it seemed shed tears—

The raw ghost pressed his hand on his chest, and the thin thread quickly merged into the soul and disappeared.