Chapter 243 Singing at Night

Everyone was idle, so when they heard Yang Yanzhao's proposal to visit the night market, they echoed. Even Zhang Qian and Li Zhi left their very intoxicated ancient books.

Walking a few feet out of the yard, Yang Yanzhao knocked on the slightly yellow wooden door. After a while, a head poked out. Seeing him and Guo Huai, he quickly gave up his body.

Shaking his head, Yang Yanzhao then said with a smile, "Brother Chu, I'm going to go to the market for a visit. Thinking of the first time you came to Bianliang, I came to ask if you would like to go together?"

Hearing the words, the latter's face showed joy and quickly answered, "Thank you, Lord Yang. The three little brothers have long heard that Bianliang City is prosperous and rich, and the night is even more brightly lit and pleated. However, they haven't had a chance to go out these days. Today is just in time. I'm going to call them."

He told the truth. Although he did not know the identity of Yang Yanzhao, he could make an inner disciple of a Taoist family pretend to accompany him. As an outsider with a distant status, how could he be careless and cautious? Therefore, he had been coming to Bianliang for a few days, but he had been dormant for fear of causing trouble and ruining the big plan of the mountain gate.

Now Yang Yanzhao and Guo Huai are invited, of course, they are happy to follow each other.

The lanterns are in the sky, the flowers are playing happily, and the rouge is dyed on the eyebrows. In the upper reaches of Huafu Lake, the warbler sings around the swallows and dances, the grape wine luminous cup, and the dragon paste wine makes passers-by drunk.

The bead curtain is golden and dazzling, and Luo Qi is light and fragrant. Huaguang is all over the road, there is no limit to the spring outing, and several families have night banquets. The new voice smiled at the Liu Mohuaqu, and in the teahouse and winehouse according to the tune.

Hu Ji smiled, Luo Yi was flying, and the fireworks were flowing. The eight wildernesses compete for each other, the world is salty and connected, the treasures of the four seas are gathered, the carving car competition is stationed in Tianjie, and BMW is competing on the imperial road.

What a prosperous night song.

Walking in it, I only feel the beautiful scenery everywhere. It's not to mention the eight girls and the exhaust wind running around. Even Yang Yanzhao likes the gorgeous Bianliang City under the night.

Along the way, he laughed and bought a lot of things. There was some idle money on his body, so Yang Yanzhao bought some things for several women.

Biyue followed the crowd. Somehow, there was no laughter. There seemed to be something on her mind between the two clouds and smoke eyebrows. The Qian followed her side, with some anxiety in her eyes and her mouth open, but after all, she couldn't speak.

Seeing the situation, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. He looked at Zhang Qian, who had been silent. Finally, he couldn't help eating the cake in his hand, patting off the cake crumbs, and moving back. "Little Biyue, what's wrong with you?"

It seemed that her thoughts were in a trance. Biyue did not notice that Yang Yanzhao came to her side, so the words sounded in her ear like out of thin air, making a trace of panic flash in her eyes. She was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses.

Aware that everyone was looking at it, Biyue smiled apologetically, "The slave family is fine, but I didn't have a good rest last night, which made the prince worried."

"Since this is the time, why didn't the little lady talk about it earlier? We went back home so that you could have a rest, but you can't be tired."

With that, Yang Yanzhao took out a dark green bracelet from his arms, which he had just picked up when he bought hairpins for Luo's daughter. He wanted Zhang Qian to give it to Biyue to enhance his feelings.

But he waved to Zhang Qian, but the latter had no reaction and couldn't. Yang Yanzhao could only come forward and said with a shy smile, "Little Lady Biyue, this is what Brother Qiu Bai chose for you. He was a little stunned and didn't know how to talk to you. Let me do it for you. "

The jade bracelet is transparent, and a touch of dark green like a drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, elegant and hazy.

Biyue did not immediately reach out to pick up the jade bracelet, but turned her head and looked at Zhang Qian beside her, as if she felt her eyes, and the latter's head became lower and lower.

A beautiful smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. The white and slender jade hand took over the dark green bracelet and put it on her white jade-like wrist, shaking it twice with joy. The dark green flashed between the white jade, which was so beautiful.

Biyue lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you, young man."

Hearing this, Zhang Qian still didn't say anything, so Li Zhi didn't let go of the good opportunity to joke, and Yang Yanzhao also laughed, only Luo's woman was beautiful.

Because she heard the word 'born son' in Biyue's words.

In my impression, Biyue's 'boy' is only the name of Yang Yanzhao, and for others, the surname should be added, which has never been changed.

Looking at Zhang Qian's slightly shy but vaguely happy smiling face, Luo's girl had inexplicable worries in her heart.

After laughing, I thought that Biyue would return to Songzhou tomorrow. Although it was next to Bianliang, it would take a few hours for the boat, so everyone turned back.

When you walk to the door of a colorful building, the evening lights and candles are shining, there are laughing and promiscuous words in my ears, and there are bursts of fragrance in front of my nose. When I raise my head, I see many enchanting women fluffing flowers and branches, attracting the wandering people of the past.

"Isn't this 'Chunman Building'?"

She raised her head and saw the eighth sister on the plaque saying first. Her voice fell, and Biyue, who was two steps behind, suddenly stiffened, and Lian Bu also hesitated a little.

However, no one saw this scene. In the colorful words of Bamei, he recalled last year's Huakui's Huakui match. Yang Yanzhao also looked at the 'Chunmanlou' with great interest. Somehow, he remembered the situation of entering the backyard with He Yu that day and listening to the Huakui Qiongshang.

After a while, I don't know what happened to the gentle and stubborn little lady?

The idea flashed out and was suppressed by him. The brothel woman was ill-fated, and even if he pityed for the jade, he was still in the situation and could not help all the people. What he could do was just a few words secretly, asking these suffering women to suffer less from the world.

The next day, at noon, Biyue looked deeply at the mouth of the alley. Finally, she did not see the expected figure. There was a trace of loss in her eyes and stepped on the carriage driven by Cui Ping.

"Sister Yueer, remember to come and see us when you have time."

The eighth sister waving her little fist, with reluctance in her words. On the side, Zhang Qian, who was faked from the government, was speechless, which made Aunt Zhang anxious and had to keep pulling his sleeves.

Lifting the curtain, Biyue looked at the crowd and smiled, "The princess, Aunt Zhang, Mr. Zhang, Sister Luo, Yuer, Paifeng, the slave family has left. In the future, when you have free time, come to get together again, or come to Songzhou City, and the slave family will serve you with the friendship of the landlord."

After saying that, the carriage was about to leave. The silent Zhang Qian finally took a few steps forward, "Miss Biyue."

His call immediately attracted everyone's attention, but he hesitated for a long time and just shook his sleeves and said, "Girl, have a good journey."

Hearing this sentence, Aunt Zhang was full of indignation, and Biyue's heart suddenly relaxed and nodded to Zhang Qian with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

After saying that, he glanced at the entrance of the alley again. He couldn't see anyone. He put down the curtain and sighed softly, "Brother Cui, let's go."

The horse's whip was crisp, and the horse's hoof was walking out dozens of feet, but he heard Cui Ping exclaimed, "Inductor!"

Hearing his inexplicable sound, Biyue in the carriage hurriedly lifted the curtain, but saw a person at the entrance of the alley coming quickly. Maybe it was too hurried, and the mud and dust on his clothes were so obvious.

Seeing him, the big eyes that were lost suddenly opened up.

With Cui Ping's first sign, Yang Yanzhao walked to the car window and said, "It's good to catch up. Biyue's little lady, you will continue to bother you about the matter of Songzhou. When you find the right person in the future, you can let the little lady have a good rest."

"The prince has seen the outside. Biyue can share the worries for the prince, which is already very satisfied."

This sentence made Yang Yanzhao find something strange in his heart. Inadvertently, he seemed to owe another difficult relationship, but he didn't know when he could repay it.

Sighing, Yang Yanzhao said softly, "Little lady, I hope you can take good care of yourself and don't overwork."

With that, he turned his head and told Cui Ping, "Take good care of Biyue's wife. If something big happens, inform me immediately."

With a simple smile, Cui Ping patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Miss Biyue's side will definitely fail. Otherwise, the instructor won't punish me. Brother Xiao will peel my skin."

In a word, Biyue covered her mouth and smiled.

In reluctance, the carriage drove gently out of the alley again, looking at the blue moon that had put down the curtain for a long time. In the crowd in the distance, Xiao Muchun actually had a bitter face and sighed.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Li pushed his arm and asked in a low voice, "Lao Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

The thick eyebrows twisted into an inverted eight characters. Xiao Muchu shook his huge head and suppressed his voice and answered, "The word 'affection' in the world is the most annoying. I don't know how to end it in the future."

Zhu Li stared at him and said with some dissatisfaction, "You are so rude. Why do you become so stupid? Don't make my mind confused, brother."

Raising his head to the sky, Xiao Muchun's bearded face gave birth to an indescribable look. Then he shook his head with a sigh, turned around and walked to the yard, leaving Zhu Li to look at the other poisonous scorpion members around him inexplicably. He found that the latter also looked like he didn't know what he was talking about, so he was a little righteous. Xiao Muchun's back shivered a few times, "It's rare for Lao Xiao's head to be caught in the crack in the door. It's such an acid person."