A peach edge

The painting pavilion returns late in spring, the swallows □□, the willows are soft and the peach blossoms are shallow.The drizzle is all over the sky and the wind is all over the courtyard, and no one sees the frowns.

Leaning alone on the railing, my mind is in a mess, and the grass is lush, I still recall the south bank of the river.Fengyueruthless lovers secretly change, the old tour is like a dream, and the empty heart is broken.

Spring in Qingxi City is earlier than in other places. The wind is blowing to support the willows and green river fish, and the sound of geese on the water heating boats.Qingxi City in the daytime is lively enough, but it is not as good as the other bustling scene at night.

Brothel Chu Guan and Goulan Wa Si are the places where literati, dignitaries, and even hawkers and pawns can go. At the main entrance, there are bright red silk lanterns.

There is also a plaque on the brothel, called Fenghuaxueyue, such as Baihualou, Hexiang Pavilion, and Yifang Courtyard, which are quite elegant, but the Nanfeng Pavilion has only a blank sign without a name. The low-key one is only called the South Pavilion by convention.

Xun Bojin staggered and hid in a secluded back alley with a jug in his hand. Thinking of Atao's face, he felt shivering. He raised his head and took a big gulp of wine. As a cousin, he was supposed to bless her well, but now he hides and can only stare blankly at the dagger given by A Tao.

It has been ten years since I came to this world. In these ten years, I have devoted all my heart and soul to A Tao, but in the end... Xun Bo couldn't help but wryly smiled, and raised the wine pot to face a group of people. Lun Mingyue looked up to the sky and sang: "Red crispy hands, yellow vine wine, willows all over the palace walls, east wind is evil, joy is thin, a cup of sadness... a few years away..."

"Spring is the same as before, people are empty and thin," a voice like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley floated out from nowhere, clear and clear like the sound of pearls and jade falling on the plate, Xun Bojin also curiously raised his head to look around for the source of the voice, and the voice continued to sing, "Tears are red The silky sharks are shining through, the peach blossoms are falling, the Xianchi Pavilion, although the mountain alliance is here, the brocade book is hard to entrust..."

"Who?" Xun Bo was drunk and shook his head, "Who understands what's on my mind so much?"

"I'm here," the voice was laughing, it was really pleasant, and it must be pleasant to think that someone would come.Looking up, it turns out that there is a figure lying on the small window of this building, talking very frivolously, "I see that the uncle has something on his mind, and I, Yuanluo, are here to relieve the uncle's worries and problems. Get rid of those annoying things."

Only after Xun Bojin found out that this was the back alley of the South Pavilion, and that person must have been someone from the past.The night was thick, and he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but he vaguely felt that he was a petite figure.

"Interesting and interesting, Mr. Xun, I'll go up and see what kind of wonderful man he is?"

"Master, just come in through the back door and go upstairs, Yuanluo will call you."

Xun Bo is not a person who is nostalgic for Fireworks and Willow Lane, but today he took advantage of the wine and went upstairs: "Yuanluo? Where are you hiding?"

"This? Come in quickly." A man stood at the door and waved to him before entering the back room.

Xun Bojin staggered away drunk, a candlestick was lit in the room, it looked faded and dim, it couldn't compare with the bright row of candlesticks at home.

Xun Bojin fell down in front of the table and sat there, staring at the big candle flame for a while, seeing that the wick had burnt out long, shriveled and fell to one side.

A person stretched out his hand with his sleeves rolled up, and the dark fragrance floated. He held a pair of copper scissors in his hand like a jade lotus root, and cut off the scorched candle wick, and the light in the room brightened instantly.

Xun Bojin looked along Yuou's arm, the man had a smile on his face, and even adjusted the collar of his clothes intentionally or unintentionally with his fingers, but the drunk Xun Bojin was stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing wildly.

Yuanluo frowned, and lost her smile in an instant, she said displeasedly: "Just now I saw you mourning, why are you laughing now?"

Seeing his eloquence, Xun Bo couldn't help pointing at Yuan Luo's face and laughing again, drunk like crazy, without any scruples when he spoke: "Even if you are not clever, you should be bright and charming, you The mouth is so tricky, what exactly is it? Blame my poor eyesight, I really can't see it?"

It turned out that Yuanluo's cheeks were very red and swollen, and one of her foreheads was bruised, looking frightening in the dark.What's more, after listening to the pleasant voice, Xun Bo had preconceived it, thinking that she was a beauty like a fairy, but seeing him now, there was such a gap.

Yuanluo looked at her small stature, but she was very angry, she almost jumped her feet: "No matter how unbearable I am, you old men come here to have fun all day long. My own wife is good, why don't you take good care of her?"

Xun Bo's brain seemed to be filled with batter, and he couldn't turn his head. He couldn't think about such a complicated matter. He said bluntly and held up the flagon to drink: "Are you still annoyed? When you are annoyed, you can't even look at it?"

Seeing him staggering drunk, Yuanluo snatched the jug from Xun Bojin's hand and threw it on the ground: "Damn drunkard, even you bully me!"

Xun Bojin gradually stopped laughing, looked at the jug on the ground, and was not angry, just shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, such a good wine, was ruined by Sai Dongshi."

Yuanluo has been suffocating for the past few days, and now relying on Xunbo to get drunk, she kicked the jug away with a "bang" and pushed Xunbo all the way, without much effort, Unexpectedly, Xun Bojin followed his strength and lay still on the ground.

Yuanluo was startled at first, and then angrily tugged at the drunken person on the ground, it turned out that Xun Bo smacked his lips and passed out just like that.

Yuanluo kicked him hard, feeling that this person was really hateful, she sat on the bed with her arms crossed and touched her unswollen face, she was tortured by that perverted Boss Chen a few nights ago, even though Boss Chen couldn't make a move I am stingy, but I like to slap people when I am happy in bed. I don’t know how long it will take for the swelling to go away. I can’t earn money these days, so I have to drink the northwest wind.

He sat there and looked at the drunken people on the ground, the clothes looked good, there must be some money, anyway, he was so drunk that he wouldn't remember it when he woke up tomorrow.

Yuanluo began to feel for the purse up and down on Xun Bojin's body. Not only did she find the purse, but she also took out a dagger. This dagger was carefully inspected under the lamp. , the sheath is pinched with gold thread, studded with precious stones, looking gorgeous and precious.

Yuan Luo suddenly fell in love with it, she found a good treasure this time, she was overjoyed, and secretly hid all the drunkard's things.

Xun Bo was completely awakened. In his sleep, he was competing with others for lightness kung fu. He leaped triumphantly, but unexpectedly slipped and fell heavily on the ground. I was a carp rolling in my dream, gurgling from the bed to the ground.

A little dull glanced at the surroundings, where the eyes were, there were carved bed curtains and light gauze curtains, thinking, for a long time, it is still difficult to get used to seeing such antique utensils when you open your eyes...

The daylight was so bright that it was already high in the sun, but he climbed onto the bed again in a daze, and when he was about to see Duke Zhou again, he seemed to have noticed that what lingered in his nose was not the familiar Su Hexiang, but rather an annoying smell of rouge... Suddenly he opened his eyes and was caught by a light on the bed. The yo-yo person suddenly frightened away all drowsiness.

Looking at myself cold, naked, and cleaner than anything else, I can imagine what happened...

Yuanluo was woken up by his "ah", she slowly opened her eyes, her winking eyes were like silk, and her tone became weak: "Master, you had a great time last night, but I just lay down, so at least I have to leave some treats. The doctor's silver."

Yuanluo made up a lie without changing her face. Last night, a drunk Xun Bojin never woke up since he passed out. Apart from having a good dream, how could he have the strength to do anything else?

Looking at the scars on his face, Xun Bojin wondered secretly: "It's weird. When I'm drunk, I can only talk nonsense at most, but I have never hit anyone."

Seeing that his injury didn't look like a new injury, Xun Bo knew in his heart: "Let me see, how serious is the injury? I'll take you to the doctor." He stretched out his hand to touch Yuanluo's injury, who suffered such a serious injury? hand?

"Yuanluo is used to it. She was born to make men happy and relieve their boredom. Just save some money for medical treatment." Secretly, there is a bruise on the chest.

Xun Bojin turned away awkwardly, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on indiscriminately, the hidden buttons couldn't be fastened no matter what.He groped all over his body and searched for it on the ground, thinking, where is the money bag?

"You don't want to renege on your debt, do you?" Yuanluo was also wearing clothes and was tying up a belt.He was wearing a half-worn aqua blue gown, with slender shoulders and a thin waist, and a thin figure. Although his face was swollen, his eyes were full of eagerness, which was unforgettable at a glance.

"No, no, Xun Mou is not that kind of person, but I don't know where I put my purse last night." Xun Bojin intentionally imitated the ancients to talk with his tongue around.

"Did you get drunk last night and threw it outside?" Yuanluo raised her heart, reminded him "kindly", and secretly observed his expression.

Xun Bo slapped his forehead, pretending to be enlightened: "Yes, yes, it must be so. It's a mistake to drink. I'll go back and get the silver taels and give it to you."

"No rush, Yuanluo is waiting for you at any time." Yuanluo breathed a sigh of relief.

After Xun Bo left, Yuanluo was very beautiful. Although he couldn't get any good guests these days, the drunkard had a lot of money, and the dagger must be worth a lot. He played with the dagger repeatedly, touching the grains on it. As for the gemstone, Yuanluo happily couldn't bear to let it go.

Suddenly, he found that there was still a word engraved on the dagger scabbard. "pottery"?Yuanluo's knowledge of characters is limited, she looked left and right, but she didn't know the word.What does this mean?Could it be the name of the drunkard?

Yuanluo thought about it, and felt a little uneasy, what if the drunkard doubted her, if he was a ruthless character, she might not be able to eat and walk away.Thinking about it now, he felt a little scared.

He came out after thinking about it, and then he heard Lingchu say that Qian'er is going to pick up a guest today, and for the first time, he asked Yuanluo to persuade Qian'er.

Yuanluo naturally understood that this first hurdle was the saddest.Yuanluo was an old man the first time. She was only 12 years old at the time. She only remembered that the old man had lost all his teeth and bit him with fleshy teeth... The good mood of getting the treasure was also so excited that it disappeared.

Qian'er is still young, just turned fifteen, when I heard that Qian'er was not called Qian'er before, he was the young son of a rich family, but he fell into trouble for some reason, fell from Fenghuang to this beach all his life. In unclean sludge.

The name Qian'er was given by Lingchu when he first entered the restaurant. Lingchu is the owner of the South Pavilion. He chose this name to make Qian'er forget all the past. As long as he always remembers, the current him, It's just a Qian'er in the south hall who is not well-off.

Qian'er has a thin face and a slender body, with faint brows and eyes that have not been opened, and there is a freshness of a book in his gestures, which is not available in the South Hall, and is particularly attractive.

Yuanluo saw that he was stunned, so she patted his hand: "Then Lingchu's eighteen punishments haven't been used yet, you'd better be obedient, and the punishments, with your small body, I'm afraid you won't be able to endure them." Can't live."

Feeling Qian'er shrink back, knowing that he had tasted the whip, he sighed in his heart, and comforted him softly: "Qian'er, don't be afraid, as long as you get through the first time, you will be fine in the future. How much do you do?" Be more obedient, our time is the shortest, take advantage of our young age and weak body, earn more money, so that we can rely on in the future..."

Qian'er opened her mouth, and before she could say anything, a large tear fell from her black and white eyes.

What else could Yuanluo say.

"I see, I want to stay by myself." Qian'er lowered her head slightly, her voice was also low, and she said dryly.

"Okay, it's good if you can figure it out. You don't have anyone around you to wait on you. Anyway, I don't have any patrons now. When you finish your work at night, I will wash you up and give you medicine." That's all there is to do.

After Yuanluo left, the room suddenly fell silent.

Qian'er felt that even his breath was turbid, and his whole body trembled. He pinched his neck, raised his head in despair, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, but the tears couldn't be stopped, and flowed coldly into the hair on his temples. .

He doesn't, he doesn't, he doesn't want to receive guests, he doesn't want those dirty hands to touch himself, he doesn't want to see those lewd/smiling faces, he doesn't want to be a male or female, spurned monster, he has embarrassed his father ...

A long blue silk was hanging on the beam, a small figure stepped on the stool, someone walked past the door laughing and talking, everything was over...

Yuanluo thought about Qian'er's tears, and the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became, stomping her feet, he turned back again, always wanting to comfort Qian'er again.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a sharp voice of "Ah—" pierced through the entire South Hall.

The author has something to say: If you like it after a lot of hard work, you must tell Shancha not to dive silently o(╥﹏╥)o

The most important thing is to wish everyone a happy new year~ (the red envelopes are unnecessary)