Peach Blossom Debt - Chapter 62

Ben Xianjun went on the street this time, and was finally a slowly pacing hunter, not a barrel of oil with a bottle of oil yesterday. It’s a pity that as the sky nears late, the closing of the stalls on the street, the closing of the shops, the rush of pedestrians, and the girls of Liangjia won’t move around at this hour. I feel lonely.

When I walked to the front of Zuiyuelou, the rouge stall hadn’t been closed yet. The little brother who set up the stall shook his hand and looked at Ben Xianjun, then looked at the drunken moonlou again.

Drunk Moon House, Splendid Pavilion, Acacia, Changqing Wine.

“Song this song, Master Song can listen to it?” Qingxian pushed Yaoqin to smile at me, and the light was full of light.

I said: “It plays better than Chang’e in Guanghan Palace.”

Qingxian covered her mouth and smiled: “The son is really coaxing, and the slaves don’t know how to be good.” Lian Bu moved lightly to me, and the sleeves were slightly curled. a glass of wine.

When I was in the midst of the moon, I dragged the half-drunken step back to the small courtyard. Before leaving, Qingxian called me Song Lang, put a sachet into my hand, and said quietly: Tomorrow will be good. Ben Xianjun gave a long sigh and took her hand: If you have a beautiful lady, you can’t come back.

The sachet is very fragrant, and the wind that I bring around seems to have its fragrance. Ben Xianjun dragged his steps back to the room holding the two jars of wine, and alarmed the little servant. The little servant hurriedly prepared hot water. I took a shower, and the wine awoke slightly. Although the clothes were changed, the sachet remained Taste.

I wanted to go back to my room and drink two glasses of wine to relieve boredom. I took out the sachet and the gauze before I sat down and looked at it, and I fell asleep in bed unconsciously.

The next morning, I opened my eyes, covered with a quilt, holding a sachet and a gauze on my chest, and put my clothes on last night.

I got up and called Xiao Xiao to come and serve, but I saw a small dish next to the wine jar on the table with two buns on it.

Xiaoguo said: “Master, you fell asleep last night, the villain didn’t dare to alarm you, just covered it with the quilt to help him. These two buns were reserved for you by Master Heng while he was eating, he had to wait for you When I come back to give you something to eat, I do n’t want to sleep. When you wait for him after the shower, the master is already asleep. The young master put the bun on the table and went to sleep himself. ”

I looked at the two steamed buns, and my heart began to be fried with oil, and I could only say: “I know.”

At breakfast, Hengwen came out of the room, looked at me, said nothing, and sat down at the table. Both Hengwen and Tianshu ate a lot for this breakfast.

In the morning, Huang Sanpo came to chat with the cook again, and it happened that Ben Xianjun was pacing in the backyard. I saw Huang Sanpo and thanked her again. Huang Sanpo was very polite, and then said to me: “Song Xianggong, I heard that you intend to marry Feng’s treasurer to marry his family? It’s a good marriage. The Feng family girl is a famous beauty in our city, Xian Liangshu. Germany, and Song Xiangzheng are a match made in heaven! ”

I was so surprised that I couldn’t help but say: “This matter just mentions some shadows, and the rest are not true. Where do you always hear this rumor?”

Huang Sanpo looked me up and down and smiled, “The whole city knows this, hasn’t Song Xianggong yet hired the Feng girl?”

This fairy monk is cold and sweating, hired? It only took a few days for Ben Xianjun to arrive in this city, may he have the time to hire?

After lunch, Tianshu obediently went to take a nap. Ben Xianjun was about to go back to the room and saw Hengwen holding the fox from the small hall to his room. Hengwen ’s current shape was very difficult to hold the fox. I walked up. Going forward, Hengwen looked up at me and smiled: “It’s a pitiful sleeper in the small hall. I took it back to the room to sleep.” I sighed and touched the hair of the wool ball: ” It was quite warm on the bed. “Hengwen nodded and hugged the fox into the house. I stood outside the door where he closed. Mao Tuan only achieved this in order to save Hengwen. Anyway, it didn’t take a few days.

As the night fell, I was in the embroidered pavilion of Zuiyuelou, listening to Qingxian playing a small song.

After a song, Qingxian softly spoke to Nong Nong, sitting next to me to add wine. The candle wicked a flower, and Qingxian pulled out the gold hairpin and picked the candle. I looked at the lamp and couldn’t help but sigh.

Qingxian heard me sigh, got up slowly, then sat down next to the piano, tuned the string, and set out a melodious tune, like a girl who was worried about autumn, and lingering grievances.

At the end of the curl, Qingxian smiled at me under the lamp, walked over to add wine to me, walked to the shadow of the lamp, and turned sideways inadvertently, raising his sleeves as if to wipe tears. After turning around, still smiling. When she stooped to add wine, I looked at her face and said, “Why do beautiful ladies have autumn resentment?”

Qingxian immediately smiled and said: “The young man laughed, just now the slave’s house passed the lamp, and was fascinated by candle smoke. It’s a young man, who was a proud person in the spring, why did he sigh Qingqiu in the month?”

This fairy monk said: “We have no chance to meet each other, but we have no chance to meet each other. The moon is in the sky, but we cannot see it.”

Qingxian concealed her words: “This is sad but broken. I don’t know which jade man the son-in-law fell in love with. The slave family heard that Song son-in-law was coming to the city and immediately went to the red door, and it would be a good thing with Miss Feng’s family. Why are you still having trouble? ”

Dare to love the people in this city, the information is handy.

I said: “The girl of Qingxian is beautiful, and the handsome young giants throw a lot of money just to meet you Wushan overnight, how can they still cry in tears.”

Qingxian bowed his head and sighed softly, “Why should the son make fun of the slave’s house. The slave’s job is to make a living by laughing at the bar, and what value is just a white dress. Just like a piece of goods on the stall, who can afford the money? Who it is, who he is. ”

At the end of the talk, tremble gently. Qingxian raised her head and said to me with a strong smile: “The slave family felt emotion for a while, swept away the son’s interest, the son was strange. The slave family would go again, and then play a song for the son …”

I sighed a long way: “If you have any trouble, just say it, it’s better than holding back, maybe I can help you.”

Qingxian looked at me staring blankly, biting her lip, suddenly covering her face with her sleeves, two lines of tears hung down, sobbing: “Son, you let the slave play a song for you ~~ After a few days , Maybe the slave family can no longer play for the son … The nephew in the city and outside Zhang Zhang has already told his mother to redeem the slave ~~ In a few days it was his uncle ’s sixty-sixth birthday. To Zhang Yuanwai … the slave family … the slave family … ”

The pity of this fairy monarch rises, most of the world is helpless, and there is no distinction between heaven and earth.

I sighed and stood next to her, and said quietly: “Mo cry, I will think of a way for you.”

Qingxian trembles and looks up at me, suddenly plunges into the arms of Benxianjun, crying out loud.

When I left the drunk moon floor with half-wet tears, the street was empty, but the little stall selling rouge was still there. The little brother watching the stall was sitting on the side of the road, his hands stunned. I wanted to wait for the Xunfang guest who had gone to Zuiyuelou to pass by and bought a box of his fat powder for the sister inside. How easy is this world? It’s not easy to earn a meal.

It was midnight again, and I returned to the courtyard. After the wash was over, the little man yawned and went to bed. The fairy was under the lamp, but he was completely sleepless. I looked at the two wine jars on the table, took one to the courtyard, and took a few sips.

Silence was everywhere, and the cold wind blew through. Tonight, another day was missing.

I heard the sound and said: “Why don’t you sleep?”

I turned around and saw a small figure standing in front of my eyes, which was actually Tianshu.