Luo nine needles

"Fresh prey, fresh eggs, uppers and soles for sale."

There were people coming and going on Tonglou Street, and the hawking was much more loud than before.

When passing through Linglongfang, the girl who was selling with a basket on her back was called.

"Fresh prey?" Aokiji asked standing at the door, "What's there? Did you hunt it yourself?"

The girl hurriedly put down the basket, and enthusiastically introduced: "There are hares and pheasants, all of which were hunted by myself."

The clerk at the nearby store smiled and said, "Miss Xiaoqing is going to buy meat again today?"

Aokiji smiled at them: "The new workshop has been repaired today, reward the craftsmen."

After repairing it, we can receive more business. The business of Linglongfang is good, and everyone's business is good. The store clerk is busy smiling and congratulating, watching the peddling girl follow Qingzhi into it.

"Miss Qixing, Brother Meng said that he has already found the way."

Qixing stood up from the embroidery stand, looking at Chuntao with some surprise.

……

Zhike poured wine for Qixing himself.

Too busy to forget.

Meng Xichang picked up the basket of burdens and walked side by side with her: "I'll take you home and I'll go."

"Why are you here?" Gao Xiaoliu asked again, lowering his voice, "My father really didn't invite you? Did you make a sideshow?"

Colorful lights hang high, and there are cries of hawkers and operas one after another.

Seven Star is also full of smiles.

How about this, Gao Xiaoliu smiled and helped the rich man Gao: "Father, you are not in good health, you should rest well when you wake up, the head will not blame you, you go and rest, I will do my filial piety for my father, and I will accompany the head That's the door."

……

Chuntao said oh.

This is not fruit wine, ordinary girls are not so indifferent.

Musicians sit on one side of the hall, pipas and flutes are clanging, and a dozen maikos are swaying in the middle.

She groaned, picked up the wine glass, and fell to the ground.

Qixing smiled: "It's good wine, you can drink it."

Qingzhi wanted to laugh and say that her mother is not alone at home now, and Meng Xi is taking care of her at home, but she can also understand that nowhere is as good as her own home.

He didn't even frown when he drank, and he pursed his lips after drinking, as if savoring it.

"I will accompany the head." Gao Xiaoliu waved his hands and said, "Dad, don't worry."

"Here." Chief Meng Xi took out another small box from the basket.

"Hey, don't drink casually." He said.

After she finished speaking, she picked it up and drank it down.

"No eyes!"

"Why did the sixth master come to Huixian Tower?" The regular customers also laughed and teased, "Is it a festival?"

Aokiji watched so much that he forgot to eat the fruit brought to his mouth.

The family is not short of money for a load of firewood now, and it doesn't matter whether it is sold or not. Chuntao pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that this is just to pick her up in person.

Qixing took the note: "It's okay, just know the approximate range." She opened the note and took a look, then put it in the incense burner beside her, "I can find them."

The rich man's expression was indifferent: "What are you staring at? Huixian Tower opens the door to welcome guests. Could it be that every guest is Mo Tu?"

The rich man introduced to her respectfully: "This is a good wine from our collection, miss, please try it."

This Qixing has nothing to do with the seemingly head of the sect, and no matter how many times she is mentioned, she has no emotion.

Qixing nodded: "Thank you."

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"Hey, Liu Ye really can't see you!"

Chuntao couldn't even see it when she walked through it, but she didn't miss it at all, and quickly walked through the city gate with a basket on her back. Not far away, she saw a man standing by the side of the road ahead, one sleeve was obviously longer than the other , fluttering and covering his hands.

Chuntao blushed with a smile, clutched the hi-spider box in her hand, and followed Meng Xichang briskly.

Chuntao shook her head: "I'd better go home, my mother is at home."

"I dye it myself, miss, don't dislike it." Chuntao said hastily.

Chuntao was still a little restrained, and said: "Brother Meng is not convenient to enter the city, and other people are not reliable, so I will come here for him."

Chuntao smiled shyly: "It's not news, it's a gift from me to Miss Qixing. It's the Qiqiao Festival tomorrow."

Gao Xiaoliu looked at her and smiled: "You can drink quite well."

"Master Luo also liked it very much back then, and made an appointment to drink the wine after ten years." The rich man sighed softly, looking at Qixing from the corner of his eye.

……

Perhaps it was because she felt that if she became the head of the sect by herself, the identity of an illegitimate daughter would not only be of no help, but also embarrassing, and she didn't want others to know.

"Drink, please," she said.

Qingzhi clapped his hands: "That's right."

Qixing smiled slightly, picked up the poured wine.

Chuntao hurriedly shook her head and said no thanks, then took out the note written in her sleeve and handed it to Qixing: "Here is the address, but their whereabouts are uncertain, and Brother Meng dare not get too close."

Because the festival is approaching, there are more people entering and leaving the city gate. The Qiqiao Festival is a big festival in the capital, especially a day when women play wantonly, and the street dresses are more gorgeous than other times.

Gao Xiaoliuhua sat beside him: "Father, why did you invite the head of the sect? Xianlou is not a safe place, Liu Yan is watching."

Chuntao thanked her for accepting it, and after a moment of hesitation, she took out a purse and handed it to Qixing.

Zhike and the servant standing aside helped the rich man up.

Gao Xiaoliu ignored everyone's teasing, howled "Father—" and went to the backyard.

Qixing sat in the middle, and the table was no longer just simple tea and snacks, but a dazzling array.

Accompanied by ridicule, Gao Xiaoliu rushed all the way into the Huixian Building, where there were people coming and going, and he was shocked when he saw him.

Meng Xichang pointed to the shoulder pole: "The firewood at home should be sold."

Qixing opened the purse and saw a colorful thread inside.

Gao Xiaoliu quickly moved to the seven-star table, looked at the wine glass and sniffed it vigorously: "What wine? Can I drink it?"

Qi Xing also smiled: "Elder Gao didn't invite me here, I came here by myself."

Elder Gao Zhike and his party quickly disappeared indoors.

"How could it be?" Qixing said, looking at the colorful thread in his hand, "I like it very much."

"Take the money." Qixing said, and asked Qingzhi to put some snacks, "Take it for your mother to taste."

In the capital city on July [-]th, the streets were already full of people in the evening, and Gao Xiaoliu rampaged in the streets, causing the crowd to riot.

The rich man glared at him, then looked at Qixing, and saluted with a smile: "Then the old man will retire first."

The rich man motioned to the acquaintance to refill the wine, and said solemnly: "Master, please."

The guests laughed again, "It seems that the rich man is celebrating the festival and tricked his son back."

"What kind of news is this?" Seven Star asked, and took it.

……

The rich man looked at his son with a helpless expression: "Am I just a casual person?"

There was a soft sound on a wall in the corner, and Gao Xiaoliu turned out from inside.

It's the holidays.

Chuntao was a little surprised: "What is it?" She said that she wanted to open it.

Begging Festival.

In the largest private room of Tianzihao, there is also the sound of singing and dancing.

"This is going to Huixian Tower, why? His father is going to die again?"

"Gao Xiaoliu is not in the casino during this big festival?"

The girl sitting upright under the bright lights did not fluctuate at all, neither mourning for the deceased nor respecting the memory of the former head.

"Brother Meng." Chuntao rushed over in surprise, "Why are you here?"

This... the rich man's expression froze, he was suspicious, the rumors about the illegitimate daughter were really rumors.

Qixing smiled, but didn't speak.

"I thought you were out," she said.

"Don't open it, it's a spider." Meng Xichang said, "It's going to be a holiday, so I bought one for you."

The three kinds of private rooms with different prices for Tiandiren were all full, and countless music, singing, dancing and laughter came and gathered in the building.

Qixing nodded: "Elder Gao doesn't need to be strict, the most important thing is to take care of your body."

Qingzhi said beside him: "Miss Chuntao, you can stay here tonight."

Qixing looked at him and said, "I really did it myself."

Gao Xiaoliu heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked again: "Then why are you here..."

Qixing smiled: "It's a holiday today."

During the festival, Gao Xiaoliu was stunned, oh, yes, today is the Qiqiao Festival.

So, Miss Qixing, did you come here to celebrate the festival with him? !