Chapter 16

The four of them walked shortly after they arrived at the porch of the room. They hung up on the three-character plaque. Wen Yuan looked around and saw that there was noisy on the road, some riding horses, some swaggering rich gentry, and some well-dressed young men. In front of the door, there were Yingying YiànYàn, each of them was radiantly recruiting guests. A girl in lotus clothes came to Song Shangqian in a graceful voice, and said in a coquettish voice: Ouch, Mr. Song, why haven’t you come to sit for a long time?

Song Shangqian pinched her hand and said with a smile: "Baby, am I here?" The girl leaned in his arms and said with a angrily voice: Humph, you must be here to see our sister Ziyuan, where did you care about me? You are so heartless. Song Shangqian hugged the girl and said with a smile: How can I bear to give up my little baby? Today I am here to take you so much pain."

There were a few prostitutes over there to greet the Zhang brothers, and they were both flirting with each other. It seemed that the three of them were regular guests. Wen Yuan looked at them all uncomfortable and thought to himself: What's the point of these charming women? Then he thought, a woman wearing a red lace shirt came to him, with a cute face and smiled: This little husband is so handsome, is he the son of Mr. Song?

Wenyuan felt a strong fragrance, and quickly stood aside and said: No, I'm here with Mr. Song to see the beauty of Ziyuan, and there is nothing else to do. Song Shangqian smiled and waved his hand, saying: Mr. Wen, since he came here, he should enjoy the enjoyment of Ziyuan. Although it's good, he can only see it. He can't taste the taste. The girl saw that Wenyuan didn't know the wind and moon, and was so coaxed and cheated, and even more so. She pulled Wenyuan inside and said: It's Ah, Mr. Wen, such a distinguished guest, came to our ShuiYàn Building, the little woman should serve him well.

Wen Yuan hurriedly made way out and bowed: Please let me do it myself, I just wait for Miss Ziyuan to come out, there is no need to worry. As he said that, he walked in quickly, and only vaguely heard laughter coming from behind him.

After passing through the yard, we arrived at the hall. The hall was full of officials, gentlemen, men and women, drinking and laughing, and rubbing their ears. The scene was filled with joy. The madam Zhu, saw Wen Yuan coming in, hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, smiled and said: This young master is noble? Come on, please come here. Wen Yuan said: My surname Wen Dao has troubled me. When will Miss Ziyuan come out?

Zhu Po Zi smiled and said: Where are we Ziyuan dressing up, and we will come out soon. The young master will sit here first. Why don’t you call Chunxue? He Yue will come out to serve the young master? A little maid next to him hurriedly retreated.

Wen Yuan shook his hand and said: No, I'm waiting by the side. When Mrs. Zhu saw that he didn't want a girl, and his clothes were simple, he didn't look like a rich young man, and thought to himself: Mostly he was a poor scholar. Listening to Ziyuan's birthday, he came to watch the fun. Then he turned his face and said: Then go outside, don't get in the way of other men here, go!

Wenyuan was not angry, and walked into the yard by himself. Song and Zhang were walking in with a few girls. Zhu Pozi knew Song Zhang and others. Seeing Wenyuan with them, he put on a smile and called the person to drink and drink Wenyuan and Song Shangqian to sit at a table, and sat aside to drink tea. He thought to himself: In the brothel, everything depends on money to open the way. Song Shangqian and Zhang brothers flirted with prostitutes. Wenyuan looked around and saw that it was a normal situation. I don’t know if Zhao Pingbo was inside.

At dusk, suddenly, a few dingling music sounds came from afar, Mrs. Zhu stood up with a smile on her face and said: Dear uncles, I believe everyone knows that this is the birthday of our Ziyuan Girl...

A big bearded man stood up suddenly and shouted: It's Ah, Mrs. Zhu, why haven't Miss Ziyuan come out yet?

The man had a black and fluffy beard, his eyes were like a copper bell, and his voice was bright. He was very powerful. When he shouted, the guests also shouted, "Well, yes, Ziyuan is now in the pavilion and wants to see our Ziyuan uncle. Please come here." After Zhu said that, he opened the door to the backyard and walked over. The crowds of people in the hall followed him, but saw a group of people taking the lead, blocking the others, and shouting, "The Prince Jingwei is here, no one is ahead, go slowly!"

Everyone screamed, but they didn't dare to disobey. The tiger's hair was plucked from the head and provoked Prince Zhao. It was not fun. Only Lu Wenyuan could see from a distance. He saw a young man walking in front of him, but only saw a dozen guards next to him. He must have been the prince, and he thought to himself: Let's see what you are going to do, and he walked with Song Shangqian and others.

When I arrived at a loft in the backyard, it was built in a delicate and elegant manner. A flat wooden piece said: Jieyuan Pavilion, which was the makeup pavilion of Ziyuan Girl. Zhu Laozi opened the door and said with a smile: Mr. Please wait here, our Ziyuan likes quietness.

When everyone heard this, they stopped and looked into the door. After a heavy gauze curtain, they saw a figure, but it was just a little bit light and could not be seen.

Zhao Pingbo stood in front of the pavilion, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he came to Hangzhou. It was because he admired Ziyuan for a long time, so he led the crowd to come on her birthday. He wanted to see the beauty's true face and got hit Hua Xuan with a whip. He was very injured. Fortunately, his martial arts skills were quite powerful. Hua Xuan's whip was not very powerful. It took him eight or nine minutes to recover for several days. At this time, he was still in a very romantic posture. Otherwise, a dying handsome man would not be very attracted to him.

Wenyuan also wanted to see this strange woman in the wind and moon. She lightened her feet and stepped forward with her small body skills. She came and went freely among the crowded crowd. When she went to the front, she was only Zhao Pingbo and the crowd. Song Shangqian suddenly disappeared from Wenyuan and didn't care.

Wen Yuan had just stood still when he saw a little maid walking out of the pavilion, with an apricot and yellow cotton coat and a black silk skirt, saluting everyone, saying: Sister Ziyuan suffered a little cold, she was not in good health, and could not come out to see the guests, please forgive me. When all the guests heard this, they were very disappointed.

The bearded man stood up and shouted: Since Miss Ziyuan is in peace, it’s okay to have a small gift here. It’s my wish to celebrate Miss Ziyuan’s birthday. I asked the girl to submit it and say that Nanyang Qin Hu was always inviting Ziyuan to save her life. He said that she handed a wooden box to the little maid, bowed to the pavilion, and connected the little maid to the three bows and took the gift in.

Zhao Pingbo looked at it, snorted from his nose, and sneered. Qin Hu got up after worshiping, and said: Prince Zhao, what's ridiculous? Zhao Pingbo said: Are you the magistrate of Nanyang Qin Hu? Qin Hu said: Is the official?

Zhao Pingbo sneered and said: A man is a real man, he actually bows to a woman. You are a little bit an official, so you are not so strong.

Qin Hu glared with his eyes and said loudly: Prince Zhao said this, but the officials dare not refute it. However, the officials had received the great favor of Miss Ziyuan to save their lives, so it was not an exaggeration to kneel down to her. Zhao Pingbo sneered a few more times and whispered to many people next to him, some said: This prince is not giving people any face at all. Some said: What kind of favor did the magistrate Qin receive from Miss Ziyuan? Some answered: This person had been imprisoned, and it was Miss Ziyuan who wanted to clear his relationship.

Wen Yuan saw that Zhao Pingbo was arrogant and felt unhappy. Suddenly, a woman's voice came out: Is it Qin Magistrate of Nanyang?

Wen Yuan was shocked by the tone of softness and beautifulness. Suddenly, he felt unspeakable familiarity, but he had never heard it before. He was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: I probably haven't heard this voice, why do I seem to have heard it before?

I saw the gauze tent lifting and a woman in a light blue silk shirt appeared. But she saw her face beautiful and elegant, her eyes as beautiful as a cloud, her hair as thin as a cloud, and her figure was slim and slender. She took a light step to pull the gauze, and she looked like a jade girl wearing a fog and fog, and the waves were coming out of the dust. There was a silence in front of the pavilion, and it seemed that the sound of the gauze floating down.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak

When Qin Hu saw the girl, he was overjoyed and bowed his hands, saying: Miss Ziyuan, since you are sick, you should take care of yourself. Ziyuan smiled slightly and said softly: Qin magistrate has always been fair in law enforcement. His unjust prison was rehabilitated. The law of heaven is clear. How dare the little girl take credit? When he saw this, Wenyuan couldn't help but feel out of his mind. He thought: The poem says: Hands are like soft croakers, skin is like cream, the collar is like a croaker, teeth are like gourds, and eyebrows are like a slight smile, and beautiful eyes are slight. This is just for writing to describe her? How can there be such a person in the world? The girl in front of him is different from Hua Xuan and Xiao Murong. She is both soft and soft, but she looks like a squid that cannot be forced to be deceived. It is difficult to describe her.

Zhao Pingbo looked at Zi Yuan from afar, with a light body and a jade appearance, and his appearance was better than Chang'e in the Moon Palace. He didn't feel drunk, and nodded and said: He is worthy of the most beautiful woman in the present, and he is truly unparalleled in the world! He turned his head to Qin and smiled and said: Qin Magistrate Qin, you have made some promises in these few times. You should have worshipped such a beauty under her skirt. Qin Hu said honestly: The official is just because he is grateful for his kindness, and there is no other thought!

A rich gentry rushed to the side of Mrs. Zhu and whispered: Mrs. Zhu, you offer a price and let Miss Ziyuan accompany me, even for a while. A general beside him shouted: What are you fart? Miss Ziyuan wants to rest, didn't you hear it? Another person shouted: Miss Ziyuan... After not finishing a word, I don't know who squeezed it away. Everyone squeezed into the middle. Want to get closer to Ziyuan, Zhao Pingbo's subordinates Ke Yantai and Shao Fei came forward to drink, but it was difficult to control it.

Zhao Pingbo stepped forward and bowed, and smiled: Miss Ziyuan, Xiao Wang is Zhao Pingbo, the prince of King Jingwei. He came to celebrate the girl's birthday. Ziyuan returned the gift and simply replied: Thank you

Zhao Pingbo pulled out a white jade flute from his arms and said with a smile: Xiao Wang gave the girl a song, thinking that she was a congratulatory gift.

Ziyuan said lightly: I'm sure to hear the elegant song

I saw Zhao Pingbo's jade flute in his hand and blew up. The tone was soft and erratic. It sounded very nice. Wen Yuan came to his senses. He heard the sound of the flute and thought to himself: This prince knows the rhythm of music, but he is not very clever.

After the song, many people cheered loudly, and some of them didn't understand the rhyme, and they also flattered Zhao Pingbo and smiled slightly at Ziyuan. Ziyuan said: Thank you, the prince.

Zhao Pingbo smiled and said, "I heard that Miss Ziyuan is also good at music. Can Xiao Wang be filled with the blessings?" Ziyuan was silent for a while and replied: The little woman is really unintentional today... Before she could finish her words, Zhao Pingbo's body was bullied into the pavilion and fell beside Ziyuan. He held her little hands and stuffed the flute into her hand, and smiled and said, "I'll give this flute to you, let's play a song."

Seeing Zhao Pingbo so frivolous, he regarded Ziyuan as his sister, and was very angry, because he was the prince and it was not easy to have an attack. He only hated the officials and gentry and jealousy.

Qin Hu shouted loudly: Prince Zhao, please don’t be polite! Shao Fei pushed him away and shouted: What’s the magistrate of the seventh rank? Qin Hu said angrily: What are you? Are you dependent on the power of others here? Shao Fei was furious and kicked him down and scolded: Good Ah, you don’t take our Prince Jingwei’s Mansion seriously, right?

Although Qin Hu is not a military officer, he has been practicing martial arts for several years. How can he not be angry when he is humiliated? He turned over and stood up and was about to come forward to argue, but suddenly he saw Ziyuan frowning slightly, which seemed to be in a bad mood. He had to suppress his anger and retreat aside.

Zhao Pingbo seemed to have disappeared from the foreign affairs of the Pavilion. Seeing Ziyuan not answering, he smiled and said: If you don’t want to play this flute, I will take it back. Xiao Wang will give you another treasure flute tonight. Let’s discuss with each other. How?

Most of the people here heard this. Some people looked jealous, some gritted their teeth, some frowned, and some smiled and watched the show.

Suddenly, Ziyuan brought the jade flute back with both hands and said: The little woman dare not accept this generous gift. If Prince Zhao is happy, there are still many sisters in the ShuiYàn Building that are well-versed in music, please give up. Zhao Pingbo was stunned, his face turned blue, and he didn't know how to step down.