Chapter 168 Phoenix Seeking Phoenix

Author: It’s so hard to get an ID

Chapter 168 Phoenix Seeking Phoenix

Huang Xiaoshi had already taken Yan Yu to eat the most famous Jie Feng Yan mutton pot at Shennong Baicaomen in Luoyang, but Weiming hadn't started eating there yet.

Banquets are inherently enclosures. The biggest function in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, is not the meal, but a meeting place.

It’s just that I don’t understand that standing east for a while and leaning to the west for a while, these people are really not in the same circle, and they really can’t hang out together.

Apart from anything else, you can tell by looking at the person's attire that Wei Ming is the only one wearing bunts in this backyard.

Of course, scholars still have some self-cultivation. No one would criticize Weiming because of his dress, but Weiming felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Suddenly, Weiming saw a piano next to him. He had nothing to do anyway, so he walked over, sat down, and started playing as he pleased.

At this unexplained moment, the surrounding area suddenly became silent, and all the people who had been talking loudly stopped talking.

People gradually gathered around, and Wei Ming, who was obsessed with the music and couldn't extricate himself from the music, suddenly seemed to see a familiar figure flashing past him.

"Ding"

Wei Ming stopped and Qin Meng stood up. He looked around and found no one he knew, as if he had just made a mistake in that glance.

People who didn't know why the sound of the piano stopped, saw the young violinist sit down and then picked up the tune again and played another piece of music.

The style of this song is completely different from the previous one. Upon hearing it, it has an ancient charm.

"This." After listening for a while with his eyes closed, an old man suddenly opened his eyes and said, "This is "Feng Qiu Huang"."

When the piano was played for the second time, the old man danced and sang in harmony with the music:

"There is a beautiful woman here. I will never forget her when I see her."

Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy.

The phoenix is ​​soaring, and the phoenix is ​​begging for it from all over the world.

Unfortunately, the beauty is not on the east wall."

"well!"

The song ended with applause from all over the place.

The atmosphere immediately became lively. As soon as Mr. Jin saw it, he loudly informed everyone that the "flower viewing wine" had begun.

Following the order, the servants of the Jin family walked into the backyard like running water. Giant candles and lanterns were hung up, tables and chairs were placed neatly, and bowls and chopsticks were placed in complete order.

All kinds of delicacies were served in a row on the table, and finally a jar of daughter's red was placed on the table.

The hosts and guests came to the table one after another. After three rounds of wine, the gold officer knocked all the gold with his chopsticks and shouted proudly: "Come on, please bring out the tenth lady."

As the words fell, a woman in bright red clothes was seen walking slowly into the courtyard with her head lowered, accompanied by two maids. This was Madam Ten.

After the Tenth Lady made a salute to everyone, she said: "I am Pomegranate, and I would like to say hello to you all."

After the ceremony, Madam Ten just raised her head when suddenly, all the lights in the yard went out.

It was already dark by now, and as soon as the lights went out, I couldn't see my fingers.

There was only the sound of something knocking over, and then the screams of various women.

With a flash of unknown perception, he saw a black figure flying out of the yard.

"Is this the flower-picking thief?!"

Such a lewd thief really specializes in robbing women from good families.

Weiming stood up and stood still, then flew up to the roof, chasing after the black shadow in the distance.

Although there is no curfew in Luoyang City at this time, the city gates have been closed. Let me see where you run.

What they didn't expect was that after the flower picker and his men fled to the city wall, a rope ladder had already been prepared.

I saw the flower-picking thief holding the tenth lady on his back, grabbing the ladder with one hand, and climbed up the city wall very quickly.

"Don't let the lewd thief leave!"

Weiming shouted loudly, and he stepped directly onto the wall of the city wall.

On the other side, the flower-picking thief was collecting the rope ladder. He couldn't jump down from such a height.

Wei Ming suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Damn whore, put down that good girl quickly!" Wei Ming shouted loudly at the flower-picking thief.

After the flower-picking thief put away the rope ladder, he lowered it to the other side. Then, the flower-picking thief said a few words into Madam Ten's ear.

Unexpectedly, after Madam Ten heard these words, she left the two of them and climbed down the rope ladder herself.

"You, you, you!"

Wei Ming was shocked to see such strange things.

What's going on, just after hugging her for a while, the flower-picking thief recruited the tenth lady?

Wei Ming was so anxious that he jumped.

"Ten Madam?" Weiming stood on the edge of the city wall and looked down. He saw that Ten Madam's hands and feet were very fast. She was already halfway down.

Weiming didn't dare to shout loudly, as this attracted the guards who were guarding him, but what he was more afraid of was scaring the Tenth Madam off.

At this moment, Weiming felt a sound of wind coming. Subconsciously, Weiming flashed back and saw a snow-white sword slashing past his eyes.

Such a familiar knife...

Ah! That bad guy in the woods!

After forcing Wei Ming back from the city wall with a knife, the man in black jumped up and jumped off the city wall.

The moment the man in black jumped up, Weiming, who was about to chase him, suddenly froze.

Why does this back look more and more like Feng Chuixue who is longing for you?

Is Fengchuixue a flower-picking thief?

No, no, this is not the point.

Feng Chuixue was actually the bad guy who almost chopped me to death in the woods?

No, that's not the point either.

Feng Chuixue turned out to be a woman!

Wei Ming's mind suddenly stopped.

…

Today, the mutton pot was eaten with tea.

Yanyu doesn't drink, and Huang Xiaoshi is too embarrassed to drink alone.

However, eating meat without drinking alcohol is equivalent to eating hot pot without dipping the dish. It always feels like something is missing.

After the two had finished their meal, they returned to Shennong Baicao Gate. By this time, Yan Yu's residence had been sorted out, and it was a small house in the second courtyard.

The house is not big, but it is remote.

Anyway, Huang Xiaoshi felt that given Yan Yu's character, it would be better to arrange him as favorably as possible.

It seems that he was right, at least Yanyu seems to be very satisfied with this place.

"Brother Yan, I'm new here, so I might not take good care of you. If there's anything wrong, you can give it to me, or to someone else, whoever it is, just say it. But don't let anyone know about it."

After Huang Xiaoshi was polite to Yan Yu for the last time, he also returned to his small courtyard.

Just now, Huang Xiaoshi found the caravan that was about to leave for Shuzhong tomorrow and asked them to deliver the letter to the main gate of Shuzhong.

Huang Xiaoshi's time to get up was uncertain. If the caravan left early, the letter would be delayed.

Since it is something entrusted by others, it must be done well.

Huang Xiaoshi took out the flint and slowly lit the straw paper, and then used the straw paper to light the butter candle on the table. He sat in front of and behind the table and took out a piece of paper from his arms.

Huang Xiaoshi opened the paper, which was filled with words. It turned out that this was the letter from this afternoon.

Huang Xiaoshi asked someone to take a letter to Shuzhong, but he copied the letter again after returning to this room. This is the original manuscript.

This manuscript has an extremely important purpose for Huang Xiaoshi.

Under the illumination of a super-bright candlestick with five candles, Huang Xiaoshi was carefully looking at the handwriting of the manuscript and Yan Yu's handwriting.

After meeting King He Cheng, one day suddenly, Huang Xiaoshi thought of a serious problem.

Although Yan Yu believed that there was nothing left to prove his identity, he made one mistake.

That's handwriting.

Once a person's writing is formed, it is difficult to change. Even if the handwriting changes with age, the font shape and word fronts will not change.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the calligraphy written by Yan Yu can be called a treasure of calligraphy.

Huang Xiaoshi couldn't gamble. There were no words left by Yan Yu when he was a child in this world. This was the biggest flaw.
To be continued...