Chapter 328

As soon as she left the main hall, Yang Zhao put on Ling Qingyu's cloak, and then naturally took Su Mu's umbrella and hit Ling Qingyu on her head, letting her hold her hand and walk back to the courtyard along the path.

The boat was very big and had a deep draught, so it only stopped a little away from the Bank of the Wanyu garden on the West Lake. From the bank to the boat, two boats built a floating bridge.

After a burst of commotion in the group of people on the 16th night, the shadow of the night pulled out and swept directly from the shore to the boat, making the people on the boat exclaim, and then saw a series of figures sweeping up.

"These children!" Ling Qingyu shook his head, but said with a smile at the corners of his mouth. Then he looked around and said to Yan Qi, "where are Lu Yao and ye Xi?"

"I'll call." Ying Shi answered. Seeing Ling Qingyu nodding, he dodged away from the team and walked a short distance. He smiled at Ye Xi standing behind the tree and said, "eleven, the head of the family calls you to get on the boat."

Yang Zhao glanced at the direction of Ying Shiqu, holding Ling Qingyu to walk slowly across the pontoon. This time to Lingjia village, something should have happened, so that she can finally come out.

The boat is two floors high. The lower floor is divided into small rooms. The upper floor is a large hall with many tables and chairs, and some musical instruments are placed in the corner. Several musicians are tuning. When they see them coming up, they all stand up and bow to one side.

Curtains were hung on the windows around the boat, and many braziers were lit. But the wind blew, and it was still a little cold.

After shadow nine spread the tiger skin in his hand on a queen's couch, shadow two placed the soft cushion in his hand on it, adjusted the position of the brazier, and then got up and stood behind the couch.

When the boat slowly drove away from the rain garden to the lake, it was snowy, and the surrounding trees and houses seemed to be slowly covered with a layer of white flocs, slowly making the whole world white.

Ling Qingyu gathered the sable collar of his cloak, looked at the flying snow, and whispered, "it's so beautiful." This kind of scenery can only be found here. No matter how good it is, it is still better than the place where I grew up.

"Ouch! Girls, hurry up! Sorry, childe! We're late." With a charming voice, many beautiful girls came up from downstairs.

At present, the beautiful woman in a light red skirt turned her eyes and said to the Perilla: "I'm sorry, young master, because the snow is late, I'll make an apology for you."

Ling Qingyu poked out of the window and saw several boats leaning against the boat. From the boat, several women with very thin clothes were stepping onto the boat.

Purple perilla looked at the woman who was so attentive that she pulled his sleeve directly. She pulled out her sleeve. Before she spoke, she heard miso. Cai Jingfang ran up quickly from the bottom of the stairs, wiped her sweat, looked at the woman holding the sleeve of purple perilla, and laughed, "Qian Niang, why are you holding my purple perilla? That's what I like?"

As soon as she said this, Qian Niang knew she had mistaken her master, so she quickly let go of her hand, covered her mouth and smiled, "shopkeeper Cai is really, it's not that you said today is your treat. You see, I've brought all the girls in our Xinghua building."

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

"Then sing." Ling Qingyu laughed and walked to the side of the imperial concubine's couch. Yang Zhao untied her cloak and handed it to Su mu, who was a little late. Then she sat beside her, put her hand around her waist and let her lean against her.

Qian Niang was stunned for a while, and then immediately reacted, smiling at Ling Qingyu, "I don't know what the head likes to listen to?" The Ling family has a large business in Hangzhou. Everyone knows that the Ling family is a capable person, but she can't imagine that it is actually a woman. When she went upstairs, she had secretly looked at the people in the hall about once. Although the women here were all beautiful and had a good temperament, they were not the main thing at first sight, and they were not big ladies. Instead, the men were really more beautiful than each other. Although their clothes were very simple, their overall style was definitely not ordinary people, but just after these two people showed up from behind the crowd, She immediately knew that this was the Lord. Although the woman was not beautiful, and her smile and eyes were mild and harmless, her natural posture of becoming an upper level was undoubtedly revealed in that turn, and the man beside her, qianniang, keenly noticed that this person was definitely not an ordinary person.

Sure enough, as soon as she sat down, other people also found their own places to sit down, some began to cook tea, some began to cook wine, and some sat and teased each other, while those who were close together in black seemed to be casual but prevented all the boats from being killed.

"Take what you're good at. These brothers of mine have been away from home for many years. Let the sisters use snacks and show them what I mean by Dazhou song and dance, which is unparalleled in the world." Ling Qingyu laughed, and then manually, the shadow thirteen standing beside her lost a large gold ingot to Qian Niang.

Qian Niang immediately smiled, and her voice was so soft that she said, "that's nature. Our xinghualou girls' singing and dancing are not unique in the world."

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In the flying snow all over the sky, there are white snow and red plum trees on the white bank. Several camellias on the bank are blooming bright red flowers, half hidden in the snowflakes. Red and white reflect each other, and the colors are bright. The mountains in the distance are hidden in a piece of smoke, which seems real, unreal, and ethereal like a fairyland.

"Unfortunately, sister Xu has gone to Bianjing. Otherwise, she likes it most." Chu Hanyu leaned against the window, watching the scenery on both sides move slowly with the boat, and sighed softly.

Qiao Yuzhen sipped her tea gently, took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. From the corner of her eyes, she looked at Zhao Jingyi, who was hugged and sitting in the best position of her sight, and said, "yes, sister Xu has been there for more than half a year, and I don't know whether it's good or not."

Hearing her voice, Chu Hanyu glanced back at her, looked at Zhao Jingyi again, and smiled, "just ignore her. What are you angry with her?" Zhao Jingyi, her father, Zhao Pu, is now the governor of Liangzhe road. It is understandable that Zhao Jingyi has such a father that her eyes grow to the top of her head. But in the past, Xu MuQing was there, and how many Zhao Jingyi would converge. Now Xu MuQing has gone to Bianjing, and Zhao Jingyi is even more arrogant.

Qiao Yuzhen sighed in her heart, nodded, and then looked at another boat parallel to this boat.

The boat was brightly lit, and many young gentlemen were shouting loudly with their dancers in their arms. The sound of singing, piano and those obscene words came over.

Following Qiao Yuzhen's line of sight, Chu Hanyu saw the handsome young master sitting by the window on the second floor of the boat, frowned slightly, poured her a cup of tea, and said, "sister, don't think about Murong young master in the future. I heard from my brother that Murong family is ready to propose marriage to Zhao family."

Qiao Yuzhen was stunned, then looked at Zhao Jingyi with hatred, and snorted contemptuously.

Chu Hanyu just smiled and stopped persuading him. He poured himself a cup of tea, and then turned his eyes to the shore. After seeing Wang xuanzhi and Cheng Jia, she saw Murong Zhan again. She felt that this man had his watch empty and looked like a high-minded person who didn't eat fireworks. In fact, she was full of bad water, but she was no longer the little girl who had no heart last year. There was no need to talk so thoroughly with people.

"Really," Qiao Yuzhen saw that Chu Hanyu didn't answer, nuonu mouth to the opposite boat, whispered, "what do you think that is?" It's nothing for rich childe brothers to come out to play and shout the dancers for fun, but there are not a boat of unmarried girls here. It's too much to be so presumptuous, and only the young master and young lady of the Zhao family can do such a thing.

Chu Hanyu is speechless. You can't come if you don't like it. The Zhao family acts like this every time. You don't come every time, and you have to drag me on.

"Brother Murong, why don't girls like today?" Zhao Jing'an, drunk and hazy, took a glass of wine, pushed away the dancer in her arms, gathered around Murong Zhan, hiccupped and asked.

Murong Zhan looked at him contemptuously with silk in his eyes and said, "today's snow scenery is very good. Isn't the posture of flying snow more beautiful than the stunning beauty?" If he didn't need Zhao Pu's power, he really didn't want to be with the Zhao family. It's really vulgar. The whole thing is like a nouveau riche. In such a snowy scene, it is the time to cook wine and tea, but Zhao Jing'an can get a group of strippers and a group of lecherons to go up in the open boat. What is more speechless is that the boats that Miss Zhao's family entertained the girls over there are actually parallel.

Zhao Jing'an didn't understand the sarcasm in Murong Zhan's words. She opened her eyes and said, "what's the beauty of these snow? Come on, Jing Niang, come and sing a song to our Murong childe."

The childe applauded for a while, and a beautiful woman whose clothes had been half untied stood up, smiled and sang in a gentle and charming voice.

When she sang, there was a warm cheer, and then someone took advantage of it to touch it, followed by bursts of lewd laughter.

Murong Zhan's good-looking eyebrows are frowned tightly, and he can't stand it. He is famous for his love of beauty, but he loves elegant beauty. This vulgar behavior can only make him more disgusted with the Zhao family.

It's better to remove Zhao Pula and change him. Murong Zhan had this idea in his heart. If his son and daughter can be so stupid, his father can't be that good.

Plum blossom season is lingering because of loneliness, and it will soon be annihilated after spring return. I am left alone to enjoy fireworks flying all over the sky, swaying and then drifting away with the wind

The low and lingering song with silk sexy came from the fog. The voice was clear but with silk hoarseness. The low voice whirled around, and immediately made Jing Niang mute.

Murong Zhan was also unmoved. He had never heard such a beautiful voice. Although the lyrics were somewhat nondescript, they were also exciting. He picked the curtain and looked in the direction of the song.

Separated by the mist, a luxurious boat loomed, brightly lit, with a number of figures looming.