Chapter 182: Fung Lok House
Chapter 182 Fengle Building
Pity.
Lu Zhen has heard many regretful poems.
Lu Rou told her that regret means regret, helplessness, and regret.
When Lu Chen was young, he felt that there were many such things. When he accidentally broke his favorite porcelain figurine, when he competed with the Liu Zide brothers for the last candy cake on the table, and when he missed the stage at the entrance of the temple because he was busy fishing for fish. During the last night show...
In her noisy life, she always felt regretful, helpless, and regretful.
But at that moment, she finally understood the true meaning of regret.
It’s a pity that I didn’t have time to say goodbye.
She thought about it countless times later, even if she left a letter to her parents or asked someone to send a message, why should she be so stupid and ignorant? If she had read more books like Lu Rou and Lu Qian, no matter how smart she was, A little, and maybe you can come up with another way.
Every time I think about it, the regret becomes deeper.
He frowned slightly: "Are you anxious?"
In just five or six years, she experienced something else.
Lu Zhen heard his calm voice: "I was walking in a hurry and didn't have time."
She was sitting at the table, her expression cold and distant, as deserted as the snow in the mountains.
He was startled, then lowered his head, smiled, and took out a silver ring from his arms.
It was obvious that her attitude had softened just now, so why did she raise her body with sharp spikes when she mentioned the master, refusing to allow others to approach her?
He comforted himself on the mountain with the poem Lu Qian had memorized: It is best to be away from many things, and the water flows from east to west, and they will eventually meet again.
A secret letter from Changwu County stated that Lu Min, the third girl from Lu, was arrogant, willful, lively and smart, and often gave the Lu family a headache. Even during their brief encounter in a ruined temple in southern Jiangsu many years ago, he remembered that she was a scared person. The girl who would be displeased and deliberately try to pull off his scarf has not completely lost her naughty and childish temperament.
Pei Yunying watched her quietly.
Lu Zhen looked at Pei Yunying.
The young man sitting across from her looked slightly moved, and looked at her with complicated eyes for a moment.
Lu Zhu picked up the ring.
“I made a promise back then, but I don’t know whether it will be fulfilled or not.”
After a long silence, Lu Yan looked away and said, "Don't you have something to do?"
Pei Yunying looked at her and raised the corners of his lips: "Of course."
Lu Zhen suddenly spoke, interrupting Pei Yunying: "At the Huangmaogang hunting ground, the prince was in danger and the third prince was also assassinated. Who will be the murderer?"
The young man spoke in a relaxed tone, with a smile on his face, as if he was joking casually. His dark eyes were like stars, staring at her quietly and seriously.
She is not even remotely the same as the woman in front of her.
“Master Pei.”
He asked: "Do you want to kill Qi Yutai? I can help you."
Just wait until we go down the mountain, just wait until we meet again.
"When I was a kid, I always quarreled with the Liu brothers. Sometimes, in order to get revenge, I would secretly eat their sesame candy together, and then provoke them into thinking that they ate each other's candy. In fact, it was all my fault. "
Lu Yan looked at him calmly: "Commander, you have your secrets, and I also have mines. You and I know it very well, so we can stop asking."
She said: "When the temple was ruined in southern Sunan, I stitched up the wounds of the palace commander. The palace commander promised me a favor."
Pei Yunying stared at her thoughtfully: "So, your name is Seventeen, because you are your master's seventeenth disciple?"
The gaze that fell on him was like the blazing sun, scorching and dazzling. Lu Zhen paused for a while before speaking: "Where is the ring of the palace commander?"
This answer is a bit perfunctory.
Seeing that she seemed to acquiesce, Pei Yunying licked her lips and said, "Your master has great medical skills, how can he not be famous? What kind of person is he?"
The night is long and windy, and there is only a drop of green light.
This girl is calm, indifferent, and rational. She can take a person's life without any expression, and she is so desperate for revenge that she is crazy.
It has been too long, and the ring has gradually turned black, and there is a dark and cold glow under the candlelight.
At that time, Sunan's temple was ruined, and she forced Pei Yunying to write a "debt note" on the temple wall, signing it with the number seventeen - she didn't want to use her own name.
Lu Zhen smiled: "Maybe not."
I thought the regret was temporary, but unknowingly, it has become forever.
“You saved me, and the favor must be repaid.”
She lost the chance to say goodbye to her family forever.
Unexpectedly, she would ask this question suddenly. Pei Yunying was startled for a moment, and then looked at her: "Who do you think it is?"
It seemed like as long as she asked, he would agree.
She raised her head: "How long do you have to lie dormant to kill him? Half a year, a year? Or longer?"
Lu Zhen remained silent.
“Yes, very anxious.”
I really don’t want to waste another moment.
Pei Yunying lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her eyes and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"
“I would like to ask Mr. Pei for a favor.”
“What are you busy with?”
Lu Zhen looked at him and spoke after a while.
“I would like to ask Mr. Pei to draw a picture for me.”
…
The night is getting darker.
Lu Yan left the Palace Commander's Mansion, Pei Yunying escorted her to the carriage, and Qing Feng escorted her back to the Medical Officer's Hospital.
Until the carriage disappeared at the entrance of the alley, Pei Yunying returned to the palace commander's house and asked Chi Jian to enter the house.
He handed the written letter to Chi Jian and said, "Pick a few people to go to Fengle Tower and do as it is written."
Chi Jian took the order and left.
Xiao Zhufeng came back at some point. He sat at the table and looked at him coldly: "You helped her out of sympathy before, but now it's out of kindness. What about in the future, out of feelings?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone's voice came from behind him: "Emotions? Who has feelings?"
Duan Xiaoyan poked his head out from behind the door with a look of shock on his face: "Who? Brother, you? Do you have feelings for Medical Officer Lu?"
Pei Yunying glanced at him: "Get out."
Duan Xiaoyan said "Oh", retracted his head angrily, and closed the door for the two of them.
"Do you know what is the name of a disease that cannot be cured in the world?" Pei Yunying said helplessly: "Xiao Er, when did you become like Duan Xiaoyan, with nothing else on your mind except romance?"
“I just don’t understand.”
"What if I said, I hope she can get revenge?"
Xiao Zhufeng looked at him.
Pei Yunying lowered her eyes and said calmly: "I hope she can succeed, sincerely."
…
The coolness of the summer night has dissipated, and when the sky lights up again, the sun becomes a bit hotter and hotter - it turns into dog days in a blink of an eye.
The sun is burning like a fire, and the sky is dazzling.
The Medical Officer's Hospital and the Imperial Pharmacy School cooked a summer-relieving medicinal soup and distributed it to the various departments and courtyards to quench their thirst. During this three-month summer vacation, several other controversial things happened in the imperial city.
First, Pei Yunying, the commander of the palace, and Yan Xu, the commander of the Privy Council, had a private fight. Pei Yunying was beaten by Yan Xu until the corners of his mouth were bruised and swollen. When he passed by the east corridor, many palace people saw it.
These two people were incompatible with each other, but this was the first time they had such an unseemly fight. Everyone speculated about the reason and talked about it, and it became a topic of conversation after dinner.
Another thing that is kept secret and dare not be discussed is that the discord between the third prince and the prince became more and more acrimonious. The scenes in the court were ugly several times. Emperor Liang Ming's illness was not good, and now it became more serious than once a day. day.
However, these undercurrent lawsuits deep inside the palace gate have nothing to do with ordinary people in the final analysis. On the other hand, humerus, a veteran minister in the court, was often summoned by Emperor Liang Ming late at night these days, and the lights in Yangxin Hall were often lit until the fifth watch.
That night, it was almost midnight again, and the carriage stopped in front of the Grand Master's Mansion, and the old housekeeper helped Grand Master Qi Qing into the mansion.
It was difficult to sleep on a summer night. Qi Qing was wearing a thin black Taoist robe and his hair was shining brightly. When he went down the steps, the breeze blew through the courtyard. Looking from a distance, he looked like an immortal with long eyebrows, and he had the spirit of immortality.
He put the handkerchief to his lips and coughed a few times.
The old housekeeper said: "I've been staying up late for days. Today, Cui Yuanshi sent some summer-relieving decoction. It's been cooked in the kitchen to dry. It's better to drink a bowl of it to nourish your energy."
Qi Qing shook his head.
“When people get old, they always do, so there’s no need to put in any effort.”
Emperor Liang Ming called him into the palace late at night for five consecutive days. He was an old man. After staying like this for a few days, he felt chest tightness and discomfort. When he walked, he felt like a loose and dead tree, swaying at any time.
The old housekeeper lowered his head and said in a softer voice: "I have also sent several messages from the prince's residence."
Qi Qing paused in his steps.
When the late emperor was still alive, he had set the rule that first, there should be direct descendants, and then there should be elders and virtuous ones.
The position of crown prince has fallen to the prince. However, over the years, Emperor Liang Ming has neglected the prince. Instead, he is extremely fond of the third prince Yuan Yao and his mother, Concubine Chen Guifei. If the courtiers can see this, how can the prince not feel it?
Seeing the growing power of the three princes, the prince was naturally anxious. As the prince's biggest ally and strongest backer, the Taishi Mansion was naturally regarded by Yuan Zhen as the last straw.
“I feel a little regretful now.” Qi Qing said suddenly.
The quiet night was long, and there was a low hum of insects in the dense bushes. The housekeeper stood behind the old man with his head lowered, like a dark shadow, silently and loyally tracing the footsteps in front of him.
There was silence in the court.
After a while, the old man let out a long sigh.
This breath was so heavy in the quiet night that it was terrifying. He turned around, remembered something, and asked, "Has the young master fallen asleep?"
The housekeeper lowered his head and said, "The young master went out at dusk and has not come back yet."
Qi Qing closed his eyes.
“This evil obstacle.”
…
Rouge Alley is lively.
The east side of the city is not as prosperous and expensive as the south side of the city, with soft red and mist, specially designed for wealthy guests. It is also not as dirty and muddy as the west side of the city, with rows of houses and people walking around carrying hoes. It is located in Located to the east of Shengjing, not far from the Tanqiao River, there is a row of Shenfang alleys.
It is a decent place but not too expensive. Rich businessmen in the city often hang out here, and it is very lively at night.
At night, the river wind blew along both sides of the river. Facing the river, there is a row of exquisite wooden pavilions. The entire restaurant is built with stacked wooden roofs and is hidden among the green bamboos. It is really interesting and cute.
Shen Fengying yawned as he walked past a row of houses near the river and stopped in front of a vendor pushed by a wooden cart.
Hung in front of the stall was a small plum-red lantern inlaid with gold wire. The lantern shone brightly on a large jar with the lid lifted above, which contained some fried tongs, lamb sausage, spicy feet and other delicacies.
Rouge Hutong is different from Qinghe Street in the south of the city. There are restaurants and restaurants everywhere, and most of them are teahouses in houses along the river. Except for the expensive wine and silver in Fenglelou, the snacks in the teahouses are exquisite, but a little lacking in taste.
Therefore, in summer, many vendors with carts come to sell hot and cold miscellaneous food near the river. People who have fun in teahouses and pavilions often send girls' maids here to buy a lot of food and take it back to their houses. Listening to the wind, admiring flowers and having a late-night snack. Although it is not as rich and majestic as the Yuxian Tower, it has its own fun.
but…
It is convenient for the guests, but it is really troublesome for the shopkeepers in the shophouse.
Shen Fengying glanced at the stove burning next to the front of the car - vendors often cooked and fried here. He knocked on the front of the car and shouted loudly: "Who told you to light a fire here? Haven't you heard that you are not allowed to build a fire here? ?”
Each late winter and summer solstice, the work of patrolling the shop houses is usually more than usual. Just this month, there have been six or seven fire incidents in Wanghuo Tower. Theft and fire prevention in the city is part of the military training and pipe laying. If the number of fires exceeds a certain number, they will fine the shopkeepers money!
He took out a pamphlet from his pocket angrily: "If you light a fire here and start a stove, if you disobey the order, you will be fined a sling of money!"
The vendors pushing the cart were a middle-aged couple. The husband only responded calmly, but the woman hurriedly came forward to please her. She scooped out a bag of pork rinds from the jar and stuffed it into Shen Fengying's arms. She smiled and said, "What a mistake. Sir, we are outsiders, we are new here and don’t know the rules, now we know we are wrong.”
"It's all a small business, only a pennies a penny... We all made less than a pennies today! There are seniors and juniors, and we are still waiting for the copper coins to go back to buy rice for cooking!"
The woman begged: "Sir, please spare us this time. Isn't it hard to patrol around on such a hot day?" She put a cup of sugar, mung bean, licorice, ice and snow cold water into his hand, "Drink some ice water to moisten your throat, we will immediately Just leave.”
The cold touch on his hand made the summer heat disappear for a moment. Shen Fengying lowered his head and looked at the bamboo cup in his hand, then looked at the woman's flattering face, finally sighed, and pointed with the hand holding the pork skin bag. —
“Have you seen that Fengle Tower?”
He said: "The building is made entirely of wood. It looks good. But if a spark catches you and the building burns down, not to mention a small fortune, even if it is sold, your whole family will not be able to afford it!"
“Let’s go quickly.” He waved his hand, turning a blind eye and not mentioning the fine again.
The couple hurried away pushing the cart. Shen Fengying was holding a bag of pork skin and meat in one hand and a bottle of ice and snow cold water in the other hand. He lowered his head and took a sip. The mung bean water was cold and sweet, refreshing. He slowly followed the river breeze. Walking forward, when I reached Fengle Tower, a wooden pavilion not far ahead, I saw a carriage parked in front of the building.
The carriage looks just ordinary and spacious, not gorgeous, but the two horses pulling the carriage are particularly eye-catching. The two horses are tall and majestic, and they are of extraordinary quality at a glance. The horses have gold saddles and silver bridles, and the bridles are inlaid with tiny The pearl shimmers under the light of the lantern in front of the pavilion.
At first glance, it looks like the mount of a rich boy.
I'm afraid it's not just a kid from a wealthy family who can tie such a large pile of gold and silver to the door without fear of being stolen, he is at least a kid from an official family of the sixth grade or above.
Shen Fengying lowered his head and looked at his leather belt, which had lost its skin.
Sometimes there is no need for humans to be with each other, just humans and animals, as if they are separated by a vast abyss.
He spat.
Why would you like Fengle Tower if you are so rich? Why not go to Qinghe Street in the south of the city? It's so heart-breaking for nothing! hateful.
His eyes turned red with jealousy. He stood downstairs in Fengle and sipped all the ice and snow water in several gulps as if to vent his anger. When he could no longer **** out a drop, he threw the diabolo tube into the waste frame at the door.
That’s all, so much money is mostly from ill-gotten gains, so it’s okay if you don’t earn this money.
He comforted himself for a while, feeling a little more comfortable, and then turned around and left.
Xiao Er: There is a disease in the world that cannot be cured.
Xiao Pei: Lovesick?
Xiao Er: Love Brain [White Eyes]