Chapter 1,232: The first sight of joy on the covered bridge that day

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Not far from Dianqing Temple, only one street away from the terrace, there is an inn without cornices. It is most noisy and bustling with people coming and going in sunny or rainy seasons. When the spring scenery is deeper, people holding umbrellas near the building always have a mixed feeling. It's as if someone borrowed the power of nature to make the soft willow catkins in the southern border flutter over the mountains and pick them up, so that this place should be Qingnikou in the north where bravery and heroic spirit are the most important. , unconsciously adding three or two points of gentle twisting and slow twisting, as elegant as a willow swinging in the wind.

Because of its great reputation in Qing Ni Kou, this restaurant first started in the south of Qing Ni Kou. In just a few years, it was moved to the center of Qing Ni Kou, next to the Qing Temple. Sometimes the number of visitors can even be the same. It should be said that the owner of this restaurant understands people's preferences best. If such a restaurant was located in the south, it would not be able to achieve such a large scale. On the contrary, it would be quite inconspicuous, and there would not be much uniqueness. . But once he moved to the north, his business reputation was extremely good.

Not only is the owner of the restaurant smart and innovative, the reason why this place has been famous all year round should also have another unique feature, which is that in the balcony, dozens of women from the south are attracted by their bodies and singing.

The restaurant is not a romantic place, but these girls are all looking forward to it, and their eyebrows are soft to the core. Most of them come from the south, and many of them are from poor family backgrounds. Looking forward to the third generation is A high-ranking official or a well-off businessman, who has been rich and wealthy since childhood. Whether it is singing, body, etiquette, or even makeup, they are all applied just right. They are incompatible with the brave folk customs in the north. No matter how you look at it, they are out of place. , but everything has to pay attention to the importance of vagueness. In this place, outside the pass where Zihao is still farther north, dozens of delicate and exquisite orchids suddenly appeared. It's a pity that ordinary people have never seen it.

So I went to Qingxuan House, and was told by a wealthy customer from Qingnikou that it was too deserted recently, so I went to soak all the bones in my body, which turned from hard to crispy, and was also called crispy bones. Lou, it sounds a bit chilly all over the body, but as long as the flesh and bones have been relaxed for a time or two, no matter how dignified the appearance is, you will be a little drunk, and maybe you won't even have the soles of your feet. , as if stepping on the top of the clouds.

A very strange visitor came to Qingxuan Tower just now. He walked up to the building holding an umbrella and stood downstairs. Then he found a perfect seat, which happened to be sheltered from the snow and wind. He looked upstairs for a long time, and then A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to catch two or three clear snowflakes before he took a step forward.

Anyone who is lucky enough to set foot in Qingxuan Tower knows that there are several established rules in this building. But if you don’t enter this place, you don’t know the rules of this place. Except for the owner of Qingxuan Tower, all the people in Qingxuan Tower are women, and even The shopkeeper in front of him crossed his legs to drink hot tea, and the waiters who walked around adding tea and serving wine were also very heroic-looking women. They wore black silk scarves, which did not have a special meaning, but the other's rules were ordinary. Those who recognize the exquisite layout of Qingxuan Tower should treat themselves as guests when entering the building. Others, no matter the dignitaries or dignitaries, must stay out of the way.

Undoubtedly, the man in red looked around and moved around, and everything fell into the waiter's eyes. Therefore, ever since the red-clothed swordsman carrying a sword stepped into the building, even the shopkeeper, who had always been shameless and half-smiling, had a rare look in his eyes with a bit of surprise. , As expected, her eyebrows were flowing, Yingying stepped forward to take the tea soup and offered it to her. She sat down slowly and trembled again and again, then she wrapped herself in her fox fur and asked softly.

"Where did your distinguished guest come from? Qing Ni said that he has seen many wealthy men, but he has never seen such a handsome young man. He is probably also good at swordsmanship. Since he has seen the beauty of Qingxuan Tower, I am supposed to be a guest, but I don’t know what the guest needs, so why not tell me and listen.”

Xia Jingyi was quite surprised. He didn't expect that he only wanted to drink three cups and two drinks. He happened to see the wonderful layout of this restaurant and it was such a good thing. However, in the end he just smiled and raised his eyes to the person in front of him who had the most charm. The young shopkeeper wandered around for a while, then took it back and spread his hands flat on the table.

"I have no money in my lower body, let alone reading poetry and books. I have no power and no gold or silver. Only these two thick calluses on my palms are the result of years of practicing swordsmanship. I came here just to kill people. I'm sorry. I really didn’t need much, and I expected that the business of Qingxuan Tower would still be good even under such a beautiful sky, so I didn’t bother the shopkeeper any more, so I had to take a few more glances and control my thoughts a little. The girl has a broad heart and allows me to have a cup of tea. Just keep walking."

He is very knowledgeable both inside and outside of his words, even for someone like this who is in Qingxuan

The shopkeeper, who had seen countless people coming and going, was a little helpless. Especially this swordsman was different from the people he had seen before. He seemed to have a lot of strength in his steps. He might really be a good swordsman, and his appearance was even more extreme. Well, even in this cold weather, the clothes are still thin, and the face is rosy. In addition, even at this age, when hearing the word girl, he still looks shy, and then looks at this person. When the swordsman's lips were as thin as swords and his eyes were slightly cool, he couldn't help but grind his lips and teeth lightly, pretending to be angry and blaming.

"Young master, what are you saying? It's actually the rules set by the host. If you don't serve me well, you will be blamed. How can you bear to let your sister be blamed?"

In the corridor of the balcony, there were two young women who were dancing for the distinguished guests. They were naturally out of breath, rubbing their hands together along the way, and quite complaining about the sky view in the north. No matter how many years they have lived here, Yue, I am afraid that I can’t adapt to it, but I happened to catch a glimpse of the shopkeeper in the corridor on the second floor who usually has a cold face and never knows to say gentle words. This time, his face looked a little springy. Taking advantage of the scene of adding tea, he put his hand to The young men sitting across from each other holding swords looked at each other with their hands, and then they held their heads in their hands and peeked in the corridor, not even caring about the deserted sky.

But within a moment, the swordsman turned around, glanced at the youngest Ling Fei, stretched out his finger slightly, then raised his head and drank the tea, and walked around the shopkeeper's face several times with his eyes, and saw that the latter finally Unable to maintain his posture, he wrapped his fox fur tighter, then walked out of Qingxuan Tower with a joking expression on his face.

Lingfei was the youngest. She used to be the second daughter of a well-to-do family in the southern border. She was framed for waterway transportation and privately owned salt and iron. Her father fell ill and died of injustice and hatred. Her mother died of depression not long after, and the family fortune was stolen. She was completely naked, and even her eldest daughter was sold to a brothel without a trace. Fortunately, Ling Fei learned to dance at a young age, and she even had a fine, light voice that God favored. After a while, he was rescued by the owner of Qingxuan Tower and brought him to Northland. Because she is the youngest, has a lively temperament, and never quarrels with anyone, she is the most popular among the thirty-two women. When asked who sincerely calls her sister, most everyone will say Ling. Fei, although she sings melodiously and is good at singing and dancing, also comes from a wealthy family and knows the rules and regulations. She is highly praised by visitors, but she is not greedy for merit. When she dances and sings with others, she always gives the first credit to others. , naturally very popular among the people in Qingxuan Tower.

And it wasn't until Lingfei was assigned by the shopkeeper to go out for a few days with the swordsman that Lingfei realized that this swordsman with a cold and arrogant face, dressed in red and carrying a sword, had actually glimpsed the mystery of this building and responded to the owner's request. He was told to respond to all requests, but he could only sit opposite Xia Jingyi with a sluggish expression, unwilling to say a word. Even if Xia Jingyi made the slightest move, this young-skinned girl would always close her eyes tightly and shrink back and forth.

"I heard that the girls in Qingxuan House have always relied on their art to make a living. If that's the case, why bother to be scared like this?"

But after a long time of driving, Xia Jingyi spoke for the first time. He was very puzzled by how this girl looked at him, as if he was seeing a beast in the mountains.

"That's just for others to hear. I heard earlier that the owner of the building discussed with the shopkeeper that when it comes to romance, just rely on skills to get money, and don't fall behind. Rare things can live in, if you are doing that. A worthless business will definitely not last long, but those distinguished guests who can see the exquisite layout are the foundation of a foothold. Do some business and make a sure profit." Ling Fei still puffed up her cheeks and spoke like a shopkeeper. , "The master is soft-hearted, but he can't do loss-making business. He just has to keep this kind of business in the dark to avoid leakage."

Xia Jingyi just smiled, as if he found this girl interesting, and handed the extremely long and narrow sword to Ling Fei's hand, not caring that the latter's face was still tense and her whole body shivered.

"The sword has been handed to you. Do you want to leave or come with me? I will come back to you in two or three days. I have so much gold and precious things all over my body. It is considered sincerity to offer it now."

The little girl watched the swordsman close his eyes again and sit cross-legged, holding his fingers together and sitting cross-legged. Seeing no movement, he struggled to pull the sword away. Cold light poured out like water, frightening the little girl to rush again. The sword was put back into its sheath and thrown far away in front of Xia Jingyi, while he shrank back to where he was, hugging his feet and shrinking into a ball.

Until Xia Jingyi opened his eyes suspiciously

At this time, Ling Fei was not confident enough and muttered, saying that the sword was too cold and her hands were tight due to the cold. Who would want such a broken sword like yours? However, her expression was a little different from before. She probably realized that the person in front of her was not that person The young master who likes to put on a show with a sword hanging on his waist actually has some tricks up his sleeve. Although his eyebrows are still furrowed, he often glances at Xia Jingyi's face secretly, and when Xia Jingyi looks over, he looks like He seemed to be frightened and quickly withdrew.

Perhaps no one really cared about this sword with an extremely long, thin and narrow blade, but before that, no one who had ever touched Xia Jingyi's sword had survived, and no one had ever held the hilt of the sword. Now this girl is very He threw the sword aside in disgust, but Xia Jingyi's face showed no displeasure at all, as if it was a matter of course.