Chapter 28 Bixia Yuanjun

The next morning, Xiaoxuan took Rong Hui back to the "Yipintang". At the beginning of the night market, the door was deserted. When the two took the carriage to the "Ice Palace", there was no one in the hall. Stepping on the stone steps and entering the hall, a pink girl walked head-on on the stairs and greeted with a smile: "Xiaoxuan, this is..." The voice was gentle, as if the yellow warbler came out of the valley and cried at night.

"This is Sister Zhao next to 'Yuan Jun'!" Xiaoxuan introduced to both sides: "This is my husband!" Zhao Yan also asked, "I have something to discuss with 'Yuan Jun'. Please pass it on to my sister."

Rong Hui saw Zhao Yan's "Young Yin Period" cultivation and also greeted "Tao friends". Zhao Qian walked down the stairs, nodded and explained in a serious way: "Just in time, Yuanjun is also going to see you. He deliberately asked me to wait here. Let's go!" The cotton moved gently and led the two of them out.

Rong Hui was a little surprised and quietly asked Xiaoxuan, "Where is this going?" Turning around, I was even more surprised to see two deer cars parked at the door.

"Yuanjun has a separate courtyard on the banks of the Qinhuai River, mostly there." Xiaoxuan explained in a low voice, "It's okay. Let's go!" He directly pulled Rong Hui and got into the second deer car. Rong Hui saw the car coming out of Zhengyang Gate, walking through the Golden Sparrow Bridge and crossing the streets and alleys, and felt different.

Six Dynasties gold powder, ten miles of Qinhuai. The morning sun is rising, and the lights are beginning to die. The painting is full of waves, and the silk bamboo is ethereal. Between the white walls and green tiles, in front of the black clothes and narrow alleys, there are even more flying eaves and leaking windows, carved beams and painted buildings, which are extremely capable of building. Ten miles of bead curtains, beautiful and continuous. The people who come and go are not just wandering around and selling sex. There are also literati and talented women. Even those who practice Taoism can't bear to miss it. It's really better than Jiangnan. Literary and elegant, A in the sea.

Rong Hui has heard of fame for a long time, and now he really sees it and can't help sighing: "Good place, really a good place!"

Xiaoxuan knew more about the Qinhuai River. She hummed and frowned anly: "Why, some people look very excited!" When the deer car stopped at the entrance of Baoping Lane, he whispered, "If Yuanjun is willing to see you, even if the previous festival is written off, don't mention the old words." After saying that, he got out of the car and took the initiative to greet Zhao Yan: "Yuanjun is coming this time. How many days are you going to stay?"

"Miss, we don't dare to guess!" The two talked and laughed and went straight into the bluestone alley. Rong Hui followed and walked into the five-foot alley. He only felt that the noise was getting farther and quiet. On the wall tiles, the flowers are sparse and the green leaves are mottled. Although it is only the tip of the iceberg, it is more thought-provoking.

The three walked to a narrow door, and Zhao Qian took out his waist card and tapped the door ring. Jinyu Jiaoming, "Ding--", with a soft sound, the garden door opened in response. Rong Hui followed him into the threshold, and the weeping willows were intertwined and turned into a shadow wall. He lifted the willow curtain, poked out his head, and came to a garden.

The rockery in the courtyard is staggered and the stream is winding. Fragrant grass and green trees. He followed the two women and saw that he was going to a gazebo, but he turned around, divided flowers and brushed the willows, crossed the bridge and waded the stream, and walked for a long time before he arrived. Every step, the scenery is different, and I don't know whether the scenery is unique or the garden is too big.

Under the hexagonal pavilion, there is an autumn brocade curtain hanging down. The breeze brushed, the surface of the curtain flowed, and the morning sun was like a golden glow. Rong Hui walked to the pavilion and suddenly saw Zhao Qian turn around and salute: "Son, please stay. Miss has never seen outsiders, but now it's an exception!" Seeing Xiaoxuan nodding, she knew that what she saw that day was not true. Although I want to see this "Yuan Jun" elegant demeanor, I know that the big thing is important and bowed back: "It should be like this."

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly heard the girl in the curtain respond: "It's really inconvenient to see guests. Please take care of it!"

Some people describe the girl's words as tactful, but her pronunciation is as light as the wind and meticulous. Some people describe the girl's beautiful voice as "gentle and delicate", but her words are as soft as water and pervasive. Although it is like an outside sound, it is ethereal. But it goes straight to the heart and makes people unforgettable.

Yong Hui's body trembled slightly and moved: "This sound should only be in the sky!" He also heard the girl in the curtain say, "Let's show you tea!" As soon as the words fell, the footsteps behind the pavilion sounded softly, and a girl in blue with a cup of brocade and a girl in blue with a tea plate turned out one after another. Although these two women are also beautiful, after hearing the girl's voice, he only marveled at their "Young Yin period" cultivation: "How brave it is to take the 'Young Yin period' female cultivation as maidservant!" He nodded to thank him, took the tea cup and sat down generously.

Zhao Qian pulled Xiaoxuan and turned into the pavilion together. Rong Hui first saw the figure shaking and heard the girl's personal inquiry: "What's wrong with you looking for me!"

"For nothing else, just because of the changes in my family, I am not good at being separated. I asked her to do filial piety for me. Rong Hui was neither humble nor arrogant, and gently pleaded: "Come down, one is to thank the girl, and the other is to say goodbye to the girl!" It can do its best to thank the girl for taking care of her in-house again.

"What's wrong with the split?" The girl in the hall doubted: "What else is more important than filial piety that can make the prince go alone."

"There has been a change in the north. As a child of 'Danxia', you have to go." Rong Hui sighed in his heart. He wanted to tell the truth, but he still couldn't say it: "I will leave with the team in the next two days. Time is tight, so I have to take the liberty to disturb!"

After a moment of silence, Rong Hui sighed: "In that case, you go!" It seems to say, "B bring it!" Then he said, "This is your wages, and this is my 'Cheng Yi'." He also heard Xiaoxuan thanking: "Thank you, 'Yuanjun'. Let's get together again in the next day." He spoke with joy, and obviously got a lot of money. He was short of a life-saving device, and he was secretly happy, but he was embarrassed to think of opening his mouth to Xiaoxuan. At a glance, Xiaoxuan Shiran turned out of the pavilion, stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your kindness. I also often pay attention to the stock market and found that a huge amount of money is pouring in. I take the liberty to remind the girl that the situation of the war is unknown, and it is really unwise to raise prices against the sky. After saying that, he took Xiaoxuan's hand and turned around and left.

Boone remembered the way they came, looked at each other and smiled, and walked more briskly. When she arrived at the garden gate and turned a mountain stone, her eyes lit up, and the girl in blue was already waiting at the door. Xiaoxuan squeezed her lips and smiled and came forward to say hello: "It's Sister Zhou Mei. Why did you send it to me? After knowing each other for a long time, I don't know when I will see you again. Be careful, you have the right to miss it. Please accept it!" With that, he took out a purse from his arms, took out a gold ticket, and stuffed it straight to Zhou Mei.

Zhou Mei didn't know the purpose of the bag when she saw that it was 'Yuan Jun'? How about the northern battlefield? She heard more from the young lady. One more magic weapon to protect the body may give you one more hope to survive. Seeing one is a thousand taels of gold. If you are in the bag, what's the difference between taking your husband's life with your own hands? Shy and shy, his face was like a glow, and he quickly waved his hand and refused: "That's not what I mean!" He was so anxious that he suddenly explained, "It's the lady who still has something important to do. Please go to the front hall to discuss it with the prince!" After saying that, turn around and lead the way. It's grievance and guilt. His lips sank slightly, and the corners of his eyes were like stars. Swallow and say one more word.

The main house is built on three-story bluestone steps, seven rooms wide, nine, hidden in the green shade. As soon as Rong Hui arrived at the front of the house, he saw the main door open, and the clouds and fog rushed in. He was shocked: "The aura in the room can actually turn into fog. Living in such a house can not only save daily practice time, but also subtly transform the physique.

Between the brocade bead curtain, he calmly crossed the threshold and followed Zhou Mei to the study room in the east. Zhou Mei put the curtain on the two: "Miss is in there!"

Rong Hui was "close to the fragrance and timid", and his heart jumped. He lowered his head and walked into the study. In front of him was a painting table. Slowly looking up, there was indeed a girl in yellow sitting opposite the table. The clothes are as yellow as fire, and the flames are amazing. It seems that they are going to burn the sky and the sea. The girl is elegant, like the moon rising at the beginning of the month. Although the skin is whiter than snow and the face is as cold as ice, it echoes the purple "sunflower" embroidered on yellow clothes, as if it will bloom in the flames.

Although he saw that the girl was only in the "Young Yin period" cultivation, the momentum of "igniting the world and reversing all sentient beings" made him sigh from the bottom of his heart: "If there is really such a strange woman in the world, it is always 'Danxiazi' in front of her, and it is just a moth!" At that moment, he bowed deeply: "The girl's demeanor is really touching!"

Xiaoxuan frowned secretly when he heard this: "Does this guy remember that he is still around!" Now introduce to the two: "This is 'Bixia Yuanjun', and he is my husband!"

Bixia nodded slightly to Xiaoxuan and asked Rong Hui, "Now that we meet, didn't I disappoint you?"

If God looks at people, he looks directly at the soul. Rong Hui said at will: "Even if it was the first time I saw her that day, I also saw that the girl was full of bones, and she was by no means a unscrupulous woman. Today, I have to see the demeanor, and it's really arrogant.

"You are also good. You can help each other and resist the disaster together, which also makes me look at it with new eyes." Bixia opened her mouth leisurely and asked Rong Hui, "Would you like to exchange me for Xiaoxuan?"

Xiaoxuan frowned, stared at Bixia fiercely, and looked at Rong Hui in a stunned way. Next..." Rong Hui's heart beat and arched his hand to make a decision: "I don't want to do it!"

"Why?" Bixia is neither humble nor arrogant, and asked with a smile, "As a woman, my wealth is as rich as the country. My skills can be looked down on the world. What is not as good as her? I'll give you another chance. Who will you choose?"

"Girls are like spirits and heroes. How can they not drink?" Rong Hui was moved and smiled and agreed: "But Xiaoxuan is for me, but it is a soft bed warm quilt after drinking. Ask the drunks in the world, who doesn't want to sleep in such a ** when he wakes up from his dream. Saying that, he took Xiaoxuan's shoulder and showed it to Bixia.

Bixia only felt that it was a good match and didn't care. She looked at the opposite chair and said, "Please sit down!" Xiaoxuan was so happy that she sat down side by side with Rong Hui and asked with a smile, "Sister asked us to come back. What's the big deal?" While talking, Zhou Mei brought new tea to the three and retreated.

Bixia knows that Xiaoxuan is quick and does not say anything, and looks straight ahead. Rong Huiru was seen through his mind, but he was embarrassed and took the initiative to say, "'Yipintang' opened the market by himself, sat on his own, and raised the price against the trend. Do you want to stand out and set up those little white sheep?"

"This is Xiaoxuan's idea!" Bixia said bluntly, "Is there anything wrong?" The voice is faint, like watching an irrelevant gamble.

"Before that, I took the liberty to ask the girl!" Rong Hui did not answer and asked, "Is it to make money that a girl is not like a person who lacks money to pour stocks?"

Bixia didn't move, picked up the tea and squeezed her mouth, and spit out a breath of heat: "What do you think?" Throw back the problem again.

"Even if a girl doesn't want to make money, it may be a good thing to use the rising star to practice the machine!" Rong Hui was born in the "Pearl Peak" and has already calculated the cost of training the engineer. The machine is endless, and the natural materials and treasures are even more valuable. If you can't get in or out, no matter how big the family is, you will have to sit and eat. He put himself in his shoes and dared to guess: "I think it's better to make money than to lose money, and it's better to make more than to earn less. At present, the girl dares to be unique. Even if you don't care about making wedding clothes for others, you will never feel happy.

Bixia looked at his nose, nose and heart, and just served tea. When he finished speaking, he asked, "According to your high opinion, what should we do?"