The Rise of Phoenix
Chapter 11
An ordinary guard appeared under the bridge cave, looking at Feng Zhiwei's back seriously, saying: "Two possibilities, one is to destroy the ship and return to the government to fight; the other was to seek grievances and fall from Qiufu's will."
He smiled and pointed to the fireworks ten miles behind him, saying: "In short, he will be back soon, and will never linger in these fireworks. Staying a little longer will make him a little more famous. He can't make jokes about himself for life. . "
“Really?” The man smiled, dragging his tone.
"Bet." Ning Cheng gathered together with great interest.
The man felt uncomfortable. The two stood on the bridge and saw the woman walking straight along the way, as if she had no hesitation as if she was aiming. Then he stopped in front of the door hanging with an orchid lamp, tied up the man's bread, and then knocked on the door.
Ning Cheng's face was blue.
The woman's face was slightly on her side, and she smiled and said something to the person who opened the door. The person inside seemed to be there for a while, but Ning Cheng, who understood his lips, was far away on the bridge, stumbling hard.
On the bridge, the man laughed suddenly.
His jade-like disciples shone with novels and a sharp light, like a long-dead abyss, blown by layers of waves with a snow breeze outside the sky.
He stood on the bridge at the end of the red sun, and the young golden mandala flowers fluttered in the wind in the black robe A strong cold wind blew away the distant voices. He seemed to hear the delicate girl in the wind, facing the open door. Old Bustard Xiangyuan, asked calmly and madly.
"Do you need turtle slaves here?"
"Xiaozhi, I heard there's a new pick-and-stitch silk flower at the fair. Bring me a little!"
"Bring me flowers too, green and orange!"
"Sifangzhai stone sugar lotus with half a catty!"
By midday, ten miles of rouge were close after waking up. The small building of Lanxiangyuan sang, and all the girls came out to greet the terrace downstairs, carrying baskets and ready to go out to buy the little girl in Tsing Yi.
Xiaoxiu was a distant relative of Er Er, a red card girl from Lanxiangyuan. He rushed here a month ago. He doesn't talk much, but he's flexible and jealous, and he likes it a lot.
“Suster Yan Hong has a reddish complexion on her skin, and Dai Cuihua is opposite each other, not as light as pink, but also prettier.” Xiao Xiao looked up with a smile, and said: “Although the glutinous lotus is good, if you eat more, you gather food, Cuihuan. My sister is too greedy, so be careful about being a fat woman. "
“Brotch!” The girls laughed, but his expression was satisfied, Yan Hong smiled: “Xiaozhi, if you are not a distant relative of Yiner, and are doing other things in our place, he said, I really think you're a big family. Son born. "
"Is it possible?" Yiner walked out of the room and slapped him on the shoulder. "How strict is my Tiansheng dynasty rank. Even if the son of the extended family starves to death, he won't come to our place."
He looked at the little man with a complicated gaze, and the other person smiled slightly at him, still calm, just as the temperament of this person always seemed clear, in fact mysterious, looking calm, calm, and its implementation is unconventional.
In January, brothels in shelters were eligible for jobs doing a variety of jobs. Of course, thanks to Yin Er's care, the woman did not let her actually become a turtle slave, and her mother took her to be a servant. It doesn't help, but good or bad is also a good heart. Feng Zhiwei was very sympathetic, but Yiner thanked him and thanked him, saying that the day was indeed a life-saving grace.
But he reached out his hand out of the river, how serious it was to save his life, Feng Zhi was confused, but Yin Er remained silent, she was worried about things that night, and when he mentioned the man, he looked terrified. It seemed that due to being pushed into the river, it seemed like something else.
Feng Zhiwei had no desire to ask anymore. He drank together on the bridge of the night, and Snow Night said goodbye. He doesn't want to see her again.
However, the World Affairs Association is against the desire - there is no need not to see it but not to see it.
He was carrying a basket, just about to get out, and suddenly saw a large group of people in front of him.
Feng Zhiwei was stunned and just wanted to hide. Someone there greeted: "Hey, that turtle slave, son and father are here, and they have not arranged for the girl to take it!"
Feng Zhi lowered his head slightly and glanced at the corner of the eyes of the people wearing luxurious clothes. It was clear that they were all sons and sons of the king of Beijing. One of them was brocade, white moon brocade, silver thread embroidered in the corner of clothing, and graceful and noble. Heads down immediately.
Turning his head to the side and turning his head, he quietly called to the courtyard: "Kids, guests ..."
This sound was usually learned by turtle slave Zhang Deying, unskilled, and the tone was rather stiff, and the group of grandchildren suddenly laughed.
"Where is the new turtle slave in Lanxiangyuan? Even the welcoming guests are called like women's spring."
"Where did Zhang De go? Replace this rub boy?"
If no one beside me smiled past him, Feng Zhiwei stared at the ground, seeing that the corner of the robe was also flawlessly passing by his side, only sighing in relief, looking at the ground, he heard a little brother smiling and pointing. Afterwards, he said to the mother who greeted: "Wait for us to order a drink, and have this child wait!"
My mother was stunned for a moment, reluctantly, so she winked and asked Feng Zhiwei to come, and said in a low voice: "Be careful! Ouch ..."
Mother looked worried, there were no happy business visitors, Feng Zhi looked at her a little surprised, mother looked serious, whispering: "Did you see that skinny man in yellow clothes? I heard it's not a thing, the top brand Jadeite in Huaju My son is said to be crippled by the man. Guan Hua Ju Gou was relying on someone to support him making trouble. Within a few days, he was forced to close the door near the courtyard. Unfortunately, why did you think to come here today? ... "
He also asked Feng Zhiwei: "Xiaozhi, you are always smart and polite, better than anyone else in the courtyard. Today, I have to help my mother once and take care of her."
Feng Zhiwei could not help but send him under the fence and in the brothel. Today is a matter of time. If you can hide, you have to hide, if you can't, then just wait and see.
A group of people occupied the best "Fangfang Pavilion" in the courtyard, and called out to the most beautiful girl to accompany them, a man, laughing and joking, clamoring, but there was only one corner, everyone was consciously unobtrusive, appearing extremely strange.
Where's she.
On one side, a half-embroidered black silver bamboo screen separated the quiet space, next to the beautiful quilt chair, a three-legged black stone ding that was burnt with a smooth agarwood, which was the most beautiful, and the smoke was pale and cold, the man's long hair was loose, the shirt was hanging, and his elbows were lazy. Painstakingly propping up her cheeks, she smiled gently at the girl's finger, and drank the glass of wine she offered.