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Chapter 70 Two Fish Bones

After Lu Heng finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.

Yan Zheng looked at his back and twirled his fingers lightly. He had a hunch that it might not be so easy this time.It shouldn't be easy, if it were easy, it wouldn't have caused such an uproar 13 years ago.

He sighed silently, leaned back weakly, leaned back on the chair, and closed his eyes.

But only for a moment, when the soft footsteps fell into his ears, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and the sharp light gathered in the eyes again.

As soon as he was in good shape, a black figure came to the door, bowed to greet him, and immediately leaned over to whisper a few words to him.

Yan Zheng listened, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pursed the corners of his mouth tightly.

Huancai Pavilion is the most outstanding one among the Qinlou Chu Pavilions on Yanliu Street. It faces Nanfeng Pavilion across the Yanzhi River. On the two sides, there are beautiful women and men.

When night falls, colorful lights hang high in the buildings on both sides, reflecting on the Yanzhi River, the radiance is connected into one piece, the lights reflect the shadows, and the shadows set off the lights.

The sound of silk and bamboo, the singing of Yingge and the language of swallows, the joyous drinking, the drunkenness of paper and gold.It is the gentle town where princes and princes, rich businessmen and tycoons are most fascinated by in Shangjing, and they linger and forget to return to it.

And among so many girls, Kong Xian is the best among the best.

Not only is she pretty, she is full of coquettish manners, and she is also good at playing konghou.Even Master Liu once praised her konghou as "empty mountains with condensed clouds, hibiscus weeping with dew, which should only be found in the sky, but rarely heard in the world."

Therefore, Kongxian's status among these brothel girls is somewhat extraordinary, and the bustard of Huancai Pavilion has to take good care of her as a cash cow.Just like what her girl said, if she doesn't want to pick up customers, then she won't pick up guests, and if she wants to rest, then she can rest. She has the capital of willfulness.

Yan Wanwan stayed in Chunzhi Pavilion tonight for the convenience of movement, and didn't go back to Yan Mansion. Anyway, Yan Zheng was not at home, and no one cared about her.

After nightfall, she talked to Xiang Ye and went out.Xiang Ye has long been used to it, never asking her where she is going or what she is doing, just cover for her.

Yan Wanwan was still wearing nocturnal clothes, and she swept across the roof like a swift.The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, on this Yanliu Street, there are two points more familiar with the road.The lower down, the bright lights are everywhere, and there is a lot of people's voices, and the roof is even more shadowy. You don't need to be too careful, as long as you don't make too much noise, you don't have to worry about being discovered.

When she arrived at the Huancai Pavilion, she went straight to the backyard, thinking that with Kongxian's detached status, the place to live would definitely be the best.No matter how bad it is, just like when I went to the planting flower shop at that time, just grab someone to ask for directions.

Unexpectedly, when she jumped down from a certain corner of the eaves and landed silently under the shadow of a tree in the corner, she heard a burst of ethereal music, even amidst the laughter and loud voices of people all around, she could still hear it. It is clear and deaf.

Yan Wanwan's eyes moved slightly, she tapped her feet, and took advantage of the shadow under the lamp to go in the direction of the sound of the harp.

It was an elegant small building. A window facing the river on the second floor was open, and a half of the terrace protruded out. The light gauze hung down and drifted in the night wind. Against the lights and shadows, and the moving music, it became more and more beautiful. Show two points of charm.

Behind the beaded curtain in the room, a beauty in light gauze sits beside the harp, her soft white and delicate, as if boneless, flicks over the strings, and when she plucks the strings, she has the power to move a thousand catties. Strength, there is a hidden voice of Jin Ge contending.

Outside the bead curtain, beside the terrace, there is a grand teacher's chair. A person in a light robe is lying half-lying in it, holding a wine jug in his hand, listening to the music with his eyes closed, while raising his head from time to time, catching the wine jug and pouring it out. of nectar.

The wind seemed to be suddenly strong for a moment, and the gauze curtain floated a little higher, but only for a moment, it fell down again.

The person in the grand master's chair opened his eyes, slightly drunk, raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "Since you're here, come in quickly, isn't it more beautiful than the wind blowing outside?"

"The weather is so hot, the cool breeze is blowing outside, and there is also elegant music to hear, how can it not be beautiful?" The woman's clear smile is like a silver bell ringing softly with the wind, and it is as moving as a flowing spring in the mountain. Laughter, Yan Wanwan, who was wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat, passed through the light gauze and entered the room.

The sound of the music didn't change at all, Kong Xian didn't seem to notice her arrival, and continued playing with a low eyebrow.Yan Wanwan's eyes, which were hiding under the shadow of the bamboo hat, were fixed on the half-lying man in the grand master's chair.

He is dressed in regular clothes today, he is slightly drunk, his clothes are half open, his hair is scattered on his shoulders, and the smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows is set off. Compared with the majesty and integrity of his official uniform when he first met in the mountains, he is much more chic and relaxed.

When he met her eyes, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly, "Is it interesting to be so secretive?"

Yan Wanwan didn't speak, but was silent for a while, then raised her hand to take off the bamboo hat on her head, and then pulled down the black scarf covering her face, revealing a beautiful face and a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew. Still looking for men.

The wind changed, and the man suddenly picked up a wine jug at hand and threw it over. Yan Wanwan turned around, reached out, caught the wine jug with hidden strength, lifted it up, and the wine poured from the spout, and she opened her mouth to catch it. Stopped, took a full mouthful of mellow and hot, and praised, "It's so good!" When he put down the jug and looked at the opposite side, his eyes were already dyed brightly.

The man in the teacher's chair opposite stretched his body, his eyes fixed on her face, "Who are you?"

"What about you? Are you the person I thought?" Yan Wanwan asked without answering, staring at him with clear eyes.

"Why don't you and I both take out the evidence to see if we are the person the other party thinks." The man was none other than Shao Yu, with a pair of slightly squinted eyes that implied vigor.

"Okay!" Yan Wanwan had no objection.

The two looked at each other, almost at the same time, each pulled up a sleeve, and Shao Yu showed a rope tied around his wrist, and an iron...fishbone was tied to the rope.

Yan Wanwan revealed half of her well-proportioned lotus root arm. When she turned it over, there was a dark mark on the inner side of the arm near the bend of the arm, which was also the branded... fish bone.

The eyes of the two met, one forbears, the other restrained, Shao Yu hurried to untie the rope on his wrist, but for some reason, it was obviously not a complicated knot, but he took a long time to untie it, and the fish was untied. When holding the bone and sending it to her arm, Yan Wanwan lowered his eyes to see his fingers trembling slightly.

The fish bone was close to the mark on her arm, bit by bit, it fit perfectly, without any discrepancies.

Shao Yu looked at her, the seriousness on his face was gradually swept away by the broken sunlight, he smiled, the sky was bright and bright, "Xiao Xiaoyu!"

A name seems to have traveled through the sea of ​​time and space, breaking through countless hazes, and reaching the ear, Yan Wanwan blinked, looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and replied in a slightly hoarse voice, "Xiao Rang, is it true?" You!"

In that voice, filled with endless emotions, Yan Wanwan thought about the boy in his memory, and then looked at the young man in front of him, thinking, it's him... how nice!
(End of this chapter)