Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Once out of the main hall, Yang Zhao put the bigcloak on Ling Qingyu, and then naturally took the umbrella in Su Mu's hand and hit Ling Qingyu's head, letting her take her own hand and walk along the path to the backyard.

The Huafang is very large and the draft is a bit deep, so it only stopped at a distance from the shore of Manyu Garden on the West Lake. From the shore to the Huafang, two small boats were used to build a pontoon bridge.

After a commotion among the people in Shiliuye, Ye Ying pulled out one by one, swept directly from the shore to the painting boat in a beautiful figure, causing the people on the painting boat to exclaim, and then saw the figures rushing up.

"These kids!" Ling Qingyu shook his head, but said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, then looked left and right, and said to Yan Qi: "Where are Lu Yao and Ye Xi?"

"I'll call." Ying Shi replied. Seeing Ling Qingyu nodded, he stepped away and left the team. After walking a short distance, he smiled at Ye Eleven who was standing behind the tree and said, "Eleven, the boss calls you to board the boat. "

Yang Zhao glanced at Yingshi's direction, and helped Ling Qingyu walk over the pontoon slowly. What happened to Lingjia Village this time allowed her to finally get out.

The painting boat is two stories high. The bottom floor is divided into small rooms, but the upper floor is a large hall with many tables and chairs, and some musical instruments in the corner. Several musicians are tuning. Seeing them coming up, they all stood up, bowed and stood aside.

Curtains were hung on the windows on all sides of the painting boat, and many braziers were burned. It was just a bit of chill when the wind blew.

After Ying Jiu spread the tiger skin he held on a chaise couch, Ying Er placed the soft backrest he held on it, adjusted the position of the brazier, and got up and stood behind the couch. .

When Huafang slowly drove away from Wanyuyuan to the lake, there was a heavy snowfall of goose feathers, and the surrounding trees and houses seemed to be slowly covered with a layer of white flowers, slowly letting it go. The whole world was wrapped in silver and turned into white.

Ling Qingyu closed the mink fur collar of the big cloak, looked at the snow in the sky, and whispered: "It's so beautiful." This kind of scenery is only available here. No matter how good it is, it can't be better than what he grew up since childhood. The place.

"Oh! Girls come up soon! I'm sorry, my son! We are late." With a coquettish voice, a lot of ****** came up from downstairs.

The glamorous woman in a light red dress now rolled her eyes and said to Perilla: "I'm sorry, my son, because the snow is late, the slave family will apologize to you."

Ling Qingyu looked out from the window and saw several small boats leaning against the painting boat. From the boat, there were also a few women in thin clothes stepping onto the painting boat.

Zisu laughed and cried and looked at the woman who was so diligent that he pulled up his sleeves. She pulled out her sleeves. Before she spoke, she was choked with hearing. Cai Jingfang quickly ran up from the stairs, wiped his sweat, and looked at her eyes. The woman took the hand of Perilla's sleeve and smiled: "Qianniang, what are you doing with my Perilla? Is that what you want?"

As soon as she said this, Qianniang knew that she had confessed to her master. She hurriedly let go of her hand, covering her mouth with a smile: "Treasure Owner Cai is really true. It's not like you said that this is your host's treat today. Look, I can treat us The girls from Xinghualou have all brought over."

Cai Jingfang arched his hand at Ling Qingyu, who was standing by the window, and said, "Master, look?"

"Then let's sing." Ling Qingyu laughed and walked to the chaise couch. Yang Zhao solved the great cloak for her and handed it to Sum, who was a step late. Hugging her waist, let her lean on her.

Qianniang was stunned for a while, and then she reacted immediately and smiled at Ling Qingyu: "I don't know what the master likes to listen to?" The Ling family has a big business in Hangzhou. Everyone knows that the master of the Ling family is capable, but she couldn't think of it. It was a woman. When she went upstairs, she had secretly looked at the people in the hall. Although the women here are all beautiful and have very good temperaments, they are not the main ones or the ladies, but those The men are really more prettier than the other. Although the clothes are very simple, the overall style is definitely not ordinary people, but as soon as these two people appeared from the crowd, she immediately knew that this is the righteous master, then Although the woman is not beautiful, the smile on her face and the look in her eyes are gentle and harmless, but the posture of the person who is naturally superior is revealed during the turn, and the man next to her, Qianniang is keenly aware At this point, this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, the others found their own seats. Some started to make tea, some started to make wine, and some sat and made fun of each other, while those in black clinging to each other watched. It seems to be random, but all the paintings are prevented from death.

"Take the ones you are good at. These brothers of mine have been away for many years, let the sisters use snacks, and let them see, what is my Da Zhou singing and dancing is unparalleled in the world." Ling Qingyu laughed, and then moved it manually. , Ying Thirteen, who was standing next to her, lost a big gold ingot to Qianniang.

Qianniang smiled suddenly, her voice so soft that it dripped water and said, "That's natural. The song and dance of our Xinghualou girl is not unique in the world."

In the snowy sky, white snow and red plums on the Baidi, a few camellias on the shore are blooming bright red flowers, half hidden in the snow, the red and white are brightly colored, and the mountains farther away are hidden in a piece of smoke, like It's really illusory, misty like a fairyland.

"It's a pity that Sister Xu has already gone to Bianjing. Otherwise, she would like it the most." Chu Hanyu leaned against the window, watching the scenery on both sides move slowly with the boat, and sighed.

Qiao Yuzhen took a sip of tea and wiped the corner of her mouth with her kerchief. From the corner of her eyes, she looked at Zhao Jingyi, who was sitting in the best spot of sight, and said: "Yes, sister Xu has been there for more than half a year. , I don’t know if it’s okay."

Hearing something wrong with her voice, Chu Hanyu looked back at her, then looked at Zhao Jingyi, and laughed: "Just ignore her, why are you angry with her." Zhao Jingyi and her father Zhao Pu are now in Liangzhe With such a father, Zhao Jingyi’s eyes grow to the top of his head. It’s just that when Xu Muqing was there before, how much Zhao Jingyi would converge. Now that Xu Muqing went to Bianjing, Zhao Jingyi was even more despised.

Qiao Yuzhen sighed in her heart, nodded, and then looked at the other one parallel to this one.

The painting boat was brightly lit, and many young princes were clamoring loudly with their arms around the dancers. The singing and the piano and those lewd words were all heard.

Following Qiao Yuzhen’s sight, Chu Hanyu saw the handsome young man sitting by the window on the second floor of Huafang, frowned slightly, poured her a cup of tea, and said, “Sister, don’t think of Mr Murong anymore. I heard from my brother that the Murong family is about to propose to the Zhao family."

Qiao Yuzhen was startled, then looked at Zhao Jingyi bitterly and snorted contemptuously.

Chu Hanyu just smiled and stopped persuading, poured a cup of tea by himself, and then turned his attention to the shore. After seeing Wang Xuanzhi and Cheng Jia, she saw Murong Zhan again, and she felt that this person was empty, and looked like a noble and non-eating fireworks. In fact, she was full of bad water, but she was no longer the little girl who had no heart in the city last year. Girl, there are some things, there is no need to speak so thoroughly with people.

"Really," Qiao Yuzhen saw that Chu Hanyu didn't say anything, and turned to the opposite side to draw a boat, and whispered: "Look at what that counts?" It's okay for the rich guys to come out to play and call the dancers to have fun, but here Isn't there a boat of unmarried girls? It's too presumptuous to be so presumptuous, and the young lady of the Zhao family can do this kind of thing.

Chu Hanyu was very speechless. You can't get used to it. You don't have to come. The Zhao family acts like this every time. You still come every time, and you have to drag me.

"Brother Murong, why don't the girls today like it?" Zhao Jing'an drunkly took a glass of wine, pushed away the dancer in his arms, got close to Murong Zhan, and hiccuped.

Murong Zhan gave him a scornful look in his eyes, and said, "Today's snow scene is very good. Isn't that flying snow more beautiful than stunning beauty?" If it weren't for Zhao Pu's power, he really didn't want to be with the Zhao family. It's too vulgar, it's just like nouveau riche. Such a snowy scene is just when brewing wine and tea, but Zhao Jingan can get a group of strippers to lead a group of **** people to perform such shameless things in the open painting boat. What is even more speechless is that the Zhao family over there The boats for the ladies to entertain the ladies are actually parallel.

Zhao Jingan didn't understand the irony in Murong Zhan's words. He opened his drunken eyes and said, "What's so good about these snows? Come on, Jingniang, you can sing a song for our son Murong."

The princes applauded for a while, and a glamorous woman whose clothes had been half untied stood up, smiled, and sang eighteen touches in a soft and charming voice.

She sang a word, and there was a enthusiastic applause, and then someone took the opportunity to touch it, followed by bursts of lewd laughter.

Murong Zhan's good-looking brows were frowning tightly, and he was really unbearable. He was famous for loving beauty, but he loved elegant beauty. This vulgar behavior only made him hate Zhao even more. Family.

It's better to step down Zhao Pula and change someone else. Murong Zhan had this idea in his heart. If his son and daughter can be stupid like this, his father will not be better.

During the Meikai season, I was so lonely, it was soon annihilated after the spring return, leaving me alone to enjoy the fireworks flying all over the sky, and then drifting away with the wind...

The deep **** brought a **** singing voice through the fog, and the clear voice was hoarse again, whirled around in a low voice, and suddenly made Jingniang mute.

Murong Zhan didn't feel moved. He had never heard such a beautiful voice. Although the lyrics were a bit nondescript, they were also heartwarming. He picked up the curtain and looked in the direction of the singing.

Through the mist, a luxurious painting boat loomed, with brilliant lights above it, and there were many figures faintly hidden.

Once out of the main hall, Yang Zhao put the bigcloak on Ling Qingyu, and then naturally took the umbrella in Su Mu's hand and hit Ling Qingyu's head, letting her take her own hand and walk along the path to the backyard.

The Huafang is very large and the draft is a bit deep, so it only stopped at a distance from the shore of Manyu Garden on the West Lake. From the shore to the Huafang, two small boats were used to build a pontoon bridge.

After a commotion among the people in Shiliuye, Ye Ying pulled out one by one, swept directly from the shore to the painting boat in a beautiful figure, causing the people on the painting boat to exclaim, and then saw the figures rushing up.

"These kids!" Ling Qingyu shook his head, but said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, then looked left and right, and said to Yan Qi: "Where are Lu Yao and Ye Xi?"

"I'll call." Ying Shi replied. Seeing Ling Qingyu nodded, he stepped away and left the team. After walking a short distance, he smiled at Ye Eleven who was standing behind the tree and said, "Eleven, the boss calls you to board the boat. "

Yang Zhao glanced at Yingshi's direction, and helped Ling Qingyu walk over the pontoon slowly. What happened to Lingjia Village this time allowed her to finally get out.

The painting boat is two stories high. The bottom floor is divided into small rooms, but the upper floor is a large hall with many tables and chairs, and some musical instruments in the corner. Several musicians are tuning. Seeing them coming up, they all stood up, bowed and stood aside.

Curtains were hung on the windows on all sides of the painting boat, and many braziers were burned. It was just a bit of chill when the wind blew.

After Ying Jiu spread the tiger skin he held on a chaise couch, Ying Er placed the soft backrest he held on it, adjusted the position of the brazier, and got up and stood behind the couch. .

When Huafang slowly drove away from Wanyuyuan to the lake, there was a heavy snowfall of goose feathers, and the surrounding trees and houses seemed to be slowly covered with a layer of white flowers, slowly letting it go. The whole world was wrapped in silver and turned into white.

Ling Qingyu closed the mink fur collar of the big cloak, looked at the snow in the sky, and whispered: "It's so beautiful." This kind of scenery is only available here. No matter how good it is, it can't be better than what he grew up since childhood. The place.

"Oh! Girls come up soon! I'm sorry, my son! We are late." With a coquettish voice, a lot of ****** came up from downstairs.

The glamorous woman in a light red dress now rolled her eyes and said to Perilla: "I'm sorry, my son, because the snow is late, the slave family will apologize to you."

Ling Qingyu looked out from the window and saw several small boats leaning against the painting boat. From the boat, there were also a few women in thin clothes stepping onto the painting boat.

Zisu laughed and cried and looked at the woman who was so diligent that he pulled up his sleeves. She pulled out her sleeves. Before she spoke, she was choked with hearing. Cai Jingfang quickly ran up from the stairs, wiped his sweat, and looked at her eyes. The woman took the hand of Perilla's sleeve and smiled: "Qianniang, what are you doing with my Perilla? Is that what you want?"

As soon as she said this, Qianniang knew that she had confessed to her master. She hurriedly let go of her hand, covering her mouth with a smile: "Treasure Owner Cai is really true. It's not like you said that this is your host's treat today. Look, I can treat us The girls from Xinghualou have all brought over."

Cai Jingfang arched his hand at Ling Qingyu, who was standing by the window, and said, "Master, look?"

"Then let's sing." Ling Qingyu laughed and walked to the chaise couch. Yang Zhao solved the great cloak for her and handed it to Sum, who was a step late. Hugging her waist, let her lean on her.

Qianniang was stunned for a while, and then she reacted immediately and smiled at Ling Qingyu: "I don't know what the master likes to listen to?" The Ling family has a big business in Hangzhou. Everyone knows that the master of the Ling family is capable, but she couldn't think of it. It was a woman. When she went upstairs, she had secretly looked at the people in the hall. Although the women here are all beautiful and have very good temperaments, they are not the main ones or the ladies, but those The men are really more prettier than the other. Although the clothes are very simple, the overall style is definitely not ordinary people, but as soon as these two people appeared from the crowd, she immediately knew that this is the righteous master, then Although the woman is not beautiful, the smile on her face and the look in her eyes are gentle and harmless, but the posture of the person who is naturally superior is revealed during the turn, and the man next to her, Qianniang is keenly aware At this point, this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, the others found their own seats. Some started to make tea, some started to make wine, and some sat and made fun of each other, while those in black clinging to each other watched. It seems to be random, but all the paintings are prevented from death.

"Take the ones you are good at. These brothers of mine have been away for many years, let the sisters use snacks, and let them see, what is my Da Zhou singing and dancing is unparalleled in the world." Ling Qingyu laughed, and then moved it manually. , Ying Thirteen, who was standing next to her, lost a big gold ingot to Qianniang.

Qianniang smiled suddenly, her voice so soft that it dripped water and said, "That's natural. The song and dance of our Xinghualou girl is not unique in the world."

In the snowy sky, white snow and red plums on the Baidi, a few camellias on the shore are blooming bright red flowers, half hidden in the snow, the red and white are brightly colored, and the mountains farther away are hidden in a piece of smoke, like It's really illusory, misty like a fairyland.

"It's a pity that Sister Xu has already gone to Bianjing. Otherwise, she would like it the most." Chu Hanyu leaned against the window, watching the scenery on both sides move slowly with the boat, and sighed.

Qiao Yuzhen took a sip of tea and wiped the corner of her mouth with her kerchief. From the corner of her eyes, she looked at Zhao Jingyi, who was sitting in the best spot of sight, and said: "Yes, sister Xu has been there for more than half a year. , I don’t know if it’s okay."

Hearing something wrong with her voice, Chu Hanyu looked back at her, then looked at Zhao Jingyi, and laughed: "Just ignore her, why are you angry with her." Zhao Jingyi and her father Zhao Pu are now in Liangzhe With such a father, Zhao Jingyi’s eyes grow to the top of his head. It’s just that when Xu Muqing was there before, how much Zhao Jingyi would converge. Now that Xu Muqing went to Bianjing, Zhao Jingyi was even more despised.

Qiao Yuzhen sighed in her heart, nodded, and then looked at the other one parallel to this one.

The painting boat was brightly lit, and many young princes were clamoring loudly with their arms around the dancers. The singing and the piano and those lewd words were all heard.

Following Qiao Yuzhen’s sight, Chu Hanyu saw the handsome young man sitting by the window on the second floor of Huafang, frowned slightly, poured her a cup of tea, and said, “Sister, don’t think of Mr Murong anymore. I heard from my brother that the Murong family is about to propose to the Zhao family."

Qiao Yuzhen was startled, then looked at Zhao Jingyi bitterly and snorted contemptuously.

Chu Hanyu just smiled and stopped persuading, poured a cup of tea by himself, and then turned his attention to the shore. After seeing Wang Xuanzhi and Cheng Jia, she saw Murong Zhan again, and she felt that this person was empty, and looked like a noble and non-eating fireworks. In fact, she was full of bad water, but she was no longer the little girl who had no heart in the city last year. Girl, there are some things, there is no need to speak so thoroughly with people.

"Really," Qiao Yuzhen saw that Chu Hanyu didn't say anything, and turned to the opposite side to draw a boat, and whispered: "Look at what that counts?" It's okay for the rich guys to come out to play and call the dancers to have fun, but here Isn't there a boat of unmarried girls? It's too presumptuous to be so presumptuous, and the young lady of the Zhao family can do this kind of thing.

Chu Hanyu was very speechless. You can't get used to it. You don't have to come. The Zhao family acts like this every time. You still come every time, and you have to drag me.

"Brother Murong, why don't the girls today like it?" Zhao Jing'an drunkly took a glass of wine, pushed away the dancer in his arms, got close to Murong Zhan, and hiccuped.

Murong Zhan gave him a scornful look in his eyes, and said, "Today's snow scene is very good. Isn't that flying snow more beautiful than stunning beauty?" If it weren't for Zhao Pu's power, he really didn't want to be with the Zhao family. It's too vulgar, it's just like nouveau riche. Such a snowy scene is just when brewing wine and tea, but Zhao Jingan can get a group of strippers to lead a group of **** people to perform such shameless things in the open painting boat. What is even more speechless is that the Zhao family over there The boats for the ladies to entertain the ladies are actually parallel.

Zhao Jingan didn't understand the irony in Murong Zhan's words. He opened his drunken eyes and said, "What's so good about these snows? Come on, Jingniang, you can sing a song for our son Murong."

The princes applauded for a while, and a glamorous woman whose clothes had been half untied stood up, smiled, and sang eighteen touches in a soft and charming voice.

She sang a word, and there was a enthusiastic applause, and then someone took the opportunity to touch it, followed by bursts of lewd laughter.

Murong Zhan's good-looking brows were frowning tightly, and he was really unbearable. He was famous for loving beauty, but he loved elegant beauty. This vulgar behavior only made him hate Zhao even more. Family.

It's better to step down Zhao Pula and change someone else. Murong Zhan had this idea in his heart. If his son and daughter can be stupid like this, his father will not be better.

During the Meikai season, I was so lonely, it was soon annihilated after the spring return, leaving me alone to enjoy the fireworks flying all over the sky, and then drifting away with the wind...

The deep **** brought a **** singing voice through the fog, and the clear voice was hoarse again, whirled around in a low voice, and suddenly made Jingniang mute.

Murong Zhan didn't feel moved. He had never heard such a beautiful voice. Although the lyrics were a bit nondescript, they were also heartwarming. He picked up the curtain and looked in the direction of the singing.

Through the mist, a luxurious painting boat loomed, with brilliant lights above it, and there were many figures faintly hidden.