v2 Chapter 711： Looking for the Lord of Fengyue Pavilion

Chapter 713 Searching for the Master of Fengyue Pavilion

"The master of Fengyue Pavilion..."

Lin Qingluo pondered for a while, and immediately made a decision: "Find out her whereabouts, and send a greeting card in the name of the Duke of Zhen, let's go and meet her for a while."

"Good."

The little kingfisher has bright eyes.

It is also very interested in this so-called owner of Fengyue Pavilion.

**

With breaking through the limits of mortals, breeding spiritual roots, and becoming immortals, the big pie is calling ahead.

The elder brothers were extraordinarily diligent, and lived in the canyon for two days. In the kitchen of the bamboo house, there were piles of fluffy vegetables forming a hill.

Feeling helpless, Feng Liu ordered cold and fluffy vegetables and sent them out when she couldn't eat them.

The village women who wash and cook by the stream are so happy that they can't close their mouths from ear to ear. They follow the sun every day and go home with a net bag full.

Lin Qingluo was concerned about Mrs. Lin's body and could not stay in the canyon for long.

In the early morning of the third day, he took three apprentices with him, bid farewell to his relatives, and returned to the capital city.

The little kingfisher was perfect in finding out the news, and it only took two days to find out the whereabouts of the master of the Fengyue Pavilion.

Coincidentally, two days later is the annual oiran competition in Xuzhou City.

The owner of the Fengyue Pavilion claims to be the person who likes elegance the most. Every season, he will come to the scene in person and observe it on the spot as a VIP.

Xuzhou City gathered in Woniu Village at a fast pace, just two days away.

Lin Qingluo got the news and immediately decided to stop in Xuzhou City for a short time, looking for an opportunity to visit the Master of Fengyue Pavilion.

**

Two days later, the annual Oiran Competition was grandly held on the banks of the Weishui River outside Xuzhou City.

The oirans and famous actresses from various prefectures in Fengqi came here from all directions and gathered here.

In mid-April, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, which is the most beautiful season of the year.

The willows and willows on the banks of the Weishui River are full of people and lively.

Ten painting workshops with carved beams and painted buildings are lined up on the water surface, and distinguished guests board the painting boats from time to time.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded in the cabin, and the dancer in the wide-sleeved gauze dress, with her soft waist, danced lightly to the sound of the piano.

The windows of the painting boat are all open, and one can see the singing and dancing in the cabin from the shore, which is too beautiful to behold.

"Master, the owner of the Fengyue Pavilion has arrived, and he is in the painting boat in the middle."

In the restaurant along the street by the Weishui River, the three-story private room, in the window facing the river bank, Lin Qingluo stood leaning against the window.

The little kingfisher hovered above the painting boat, delivering news to the owner in due course.

"Shitou, take the token of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, report your name, and visit the owner of the painting workshop."

Lin Qingluo took out a silver token engraved with double swords and armor from the storage ring, and threw it at the stone.

"Okay Shitou gladly took orders, rushed down the stairs like a gust of wind, and ran to the opposite painting boat.

"This guy, the fox pretends to be the tiger, so cool."

Wang Meng and Feng Yi poked their heads to look out, and saw Shi Shi with his back straight, walking into the painting boat with a dignified appearance holding a token, joking around.

The stone entered the painting boat, the singing and dancing in the cabin stopped suddenly, someone leaned out half of his body from the window, raised his head and glanced at the window of the restaurant facing the street.

Seemingly seeing the beautiful figure in Tsing Yi standing by the window, her eyes widened in shock, she immediately withdrew her body, hurried out of the cabin, and followed the stone towards the restaurant.

"Li Rong, the owner of Qinshuifang, pay my respects to Miss Lin."

The person who came was a middle-aged man. He entered the private room and bowed his hands in a very respectful manner.

"Qinshuifang is the most famous place for fireworks in Xuzhou City. The top oiran girl, Xueyue, comes out of the mud without being stained. She is beautiful and elegant, and she is known as the most beautiful woman in Xuzhou."

(end of this chapter)