"Xia You, you said you just hid here with me. Look, you went to the capital and caused such trouble, and you weren't afraid of my grandpa being angry."
"Xia You, where have you been in the past three years, and how have you been?"
"Xia You, I have lost weight after not seeing you for three years."
"Xia You, no one is bullying you outside, right? If you don't like it, tell me and I will stand up for you."
"Xia You, I heard that you played the song "Yangguan Song" at Watershed, right? I don't need to listen to it to know that it sounds good."
"Xia You, those Taoist priests who went to Wudang didn't give you any trouble, right? Those bull-nosed guys don't know how to serve others."
"Xia You..." Until they entered the city, Qi Moyan, who had become the city leader by playing chess, started talking non-stop. Ye Xia You in the carriage could only reply with a forced smile out of politeness.
"No",
"It's okay" is a perfunctory way of saying it. Ye San couldn't stand listening to Qi Mo Yan's nonsense questions. He didn't go far before he said he wanted to get out of the car and take a walk, leaving Ye Xiayou who was dragging him alone in the car.
As the car passed through the city gate, there was still no response at midnight. In an instant, gongs and drums blared together, and the sound was loud. On both sides of the main road, there were two rows of artists who seemed to be hired by the theater troupe, playing the suona horns and beating the gongs, drums, and gongs.
"My dear mother, is this a welcome or a wedding?" Yishan stared blankly at the ordinary people on both sides of the road acting like monkeys, glaring with eyes that could not open wide no matter how hard they tried.
Still afraid that he would be scolded if he angered Ye Xie You, he raised his hand and slapped Yi Shan on the head, scolding: "Shut up if you don't know how to speak, you will only make Ye Xie You unhappy." Please. The heart is also obvious.
As the city lord, Qi Moyan now had a bright face. He could not help puffing up his chest while riding a BMW, and said: "Xiayou, the dinner will be held at Longfeng Tower, which is the best restaurant in our city. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask. , fly in the sky, swim in the water, and run on the ground, as long as we have it, we can definitely make it for you. You have lost weight after traveling around in the past three years, and you will need to replenish your body soon." Ye Xiayou in the carriage Although he was not interested, he still replied with a strong face: "I am a little tired from walking all the way. I want to take a rest." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain and said,
"Third watch, let's see if there's any resting place nearby. I'm sleepy." With such a big scene, it would be hard to save face just by letting Ye Xiayou go to rest like this. Look at the sun just turning to the west, so she said she was sleepy. Fake.
Qi Moyan immediately waved his hand and ordered to the group of people beating gongs and drums around him: "Change the route back home!" At the moment, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he grabbed the reins of the carriage with one hand, turned the direction, and then began to mutter : "I've asked everyone in the house to clean up the bedrooms. It's absolutely comfortable. I'll help people make some side dishes. You, Xia You, can rest first and eat something. I remember that you loved the rice stewed with Nanhai bird's nest the most. Huh, I’m afraid you haven’t been able to eat it outside in recent years. And I’m afraid you haven’t had it for a long time. I remember you said at that time that there are four favorite things in a person’s day. The thing is, 'Three poles are used to lift brocade quilts at three o'clock in the morning, and wontons are served in the soup without stirring. It's Biluochun in the backyard after noon, and it's dusk when someone comes back.' I'll let them make the wontons right now, and I'll definitely choose your favorite Sanqiwuhua for the sauerkraut. What's in the house? There is no shortage of tea. The emperor gave me two or three taels of snow-green tea from Jiaozhi as a tribute. I haven’t tasted anything yet. I haven’t played chess with anyone for a long time. After eating and resting, we talked about a few games. I haven’t tasted it yet. I can’t forget that game, that wonderful move you made that saved the day, I have to praise you when I think of it..." Qi Moyan rambled on, and regardless of whether Ye Xie was willing or not, he personally led the carriage to Xingluo Villa.
"He really likes you." Ye San, who seemed to enjoy Qi Mo Yan's chatter, was a few steps behind and opened the car curtains and whispered,
"There are some things that I know better than my younger brother." Ye Xia sighed and said, "So what, I don't like him." Qi Moyan's legs holding the horse's belly in front seemed to loosen a little, and then He babbled: "You can't eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I will ask my servants to pick and cook the osmanthus this year and deliver it to your house..." It seems that people who like to play chess have a tendency not to follow the world. With his indifferent temperament, the mansion of this titular city lord is far away from the town. It is built in a huge villa at the foot of the Phoenix Mountain where the child turned into a phoenix thousands of years ago.
It is not a masonry building. From the villa's courtyard walls to the inner houses, they are all made of locally sourced logs, which gives it a rather antique feel.
The wooden door is wide open, and there is a plaque on the door beam. There is no explanation, just four words.
"Xingluo Villa" has great potential. Each stroke is quite round, like the belly of Maitreya Buddha, a ball of peace.
I don't know how to just treat it as a calligraphy treasure from an unknown family. I picked it up at my fingertips without even a signature. Those who know it will naturally praise it profusely, because this is the original font of Ouyang Hui, the Sanren of the Eight Jue Sanshu in Jianghu. It is difficult for anyone who knows him to ask for a single word of it. Qi Moyan has four of them here, and they hang them at the door in a wasteful way. .
Ye San Geng didn't believe that the Lord of the City was trying to show off. This infatuated man who only knew how to play chess for more than thirty years besides eating and sleeping probably just felt that he was making the best use of everything.
The walk was more like a leisurely stroll, with Qi Moyan leading the way and talking endlessly.
Ye Xiayou was so shocked that he wanted to sew his mouth shut. On the other hand, Ye Sangen listened with great interest. Only now in the past twenty years can he know some of his sister's personal preferences and habits, which is also interesting.
When they arrived at the villa, Qi Moyan dismounted and trotted to lift the curtain, and helped Ye Xie get out of the carriage. Probably in order to avoid suspicion, he summoned a smarter-looking maid who had been waiting at the door of the mansion, and asked her to support Ye Xiayou while he led the way.
After sending away the men who were following Zhang Yi, Qi Moyan took the lead into the villa and led the way, leaving only the two great monks, Yi Shan and Yi Shui, at midnight, looking at each other at the door, not knowing why.
"He doesn't care about us now?" Yishan asked as he looked at the group of people entering the house. Yishui touched his chin and said, "He wasn't like this when he went to discuss with Junior Sister Jiazi. It would be very good for both of us."
"This person is so hypocritical. He does one thing in front of others and another in front of others. He is not a good friend."
"Yes, it's thanks to Ye Xieyou that she doesn't like him. If you marry such a man, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."
"I would say that Ye Xiayou has a unique vision. Even if the calf in Wudang Mountain has a small nose, he is reliable." Ye Sangen glanced sideways at the two great monks who were singing and harmonizing. Naturally, he didn't hear anything about the fact that they were already far away. Ye Xiayou's words during their conversation were extremely flattering. He ignored them and then walked into this manor covering an area of nearly 100 acres.
The villa is only as grand as it looks from the outside. It is built against the mountain. When entering, there is a hand-dug pond that draws the gurgling water from the mountain. There are also culverts leading to the outside of the villa, like a colorful ribbon surrounding it.
The pond is half an acre round, which coincides with the square shape of the house ten feet away behind it. Naturally, it also has the guidance of a famous person, and it is in line with the principle of a round sky and a square place.
Just like the chessboard is square and the chess pieces are round, the avenue is invisible and natural. I came here as a guest in the middle of the night a few years ago. It was midsummer, and the pond was full of lotus leaves and lotus flowers, green and pink, which was really beautiful.
There are also frogs croaking, and at night there is the sound of weaving and cicadas chirping all around, which is interesting in itself.
The winding path paved with stones leads directly to several wooden houses, three rows in front and back, one after another. The main hall has a wing room, and each is divided into east and west compartments.
At first glance, it was quite clean. This was all thanks to Qi Mo Yan's cleaning day and night for more than half a month. Qi Moyan led the way and ordered his servants to hurry up and prepare meals.
Ye Xiayou used the excuse of being tired, and under Qi Moyan's instructions, the maid led the way. Regardless of the two restless monks, Ye Xiayou took Ye Xiayou back to his room to rest in the middle of the night.
Walking through the corridors and buildings, I have to say Qi Moyan's elegance. The corridors of the house are all made of camphor wood, which is naturally very valuable. The corners are burned with rosin, which has a light and elegant smell. It is fragrant and has a unique flavor when you are in it.
When we arrived at the guest room that Qi Mo Yan had already ordered someone to clean, the furnishings in the room were quite similar to the simple furnishings in the Panshan Night Palace. There were no porcelain scrolls to support the facade, and there were no ink and wash paintings by everyone. There were beds, tables, couches, tables, and stools. , simple and spotless.
It can be seen that Qi Moyan also put a lot of effort into it.
"Not bad, not bad. It looks like your bedroom in Panshan." In the middle of the night, he looked at the furnishings in the room.
"Is it possible that that guy Qi Moyan has entered your house before?" However, Xiangfan, who was still angry because he didn't go, kicked him hard.
Outsiders are not allowed to enter a woman's boudoir before she gets married, except for her parents and sisters, and even her brothers must avoid suspicion.
Ye Xiayou doesn't pay attention to these things, but it doesn't go so far as to let outsiders in. He deserved such a kick for his late night teasing.
The maid who was outside the door and could not come in was still young and did not know the identities of the distinguished guests who came today and needed to be welcomed by the city lord himself. When she saw the blind woman actually kicked the man next to her, she was so frightened that she screamed.
Ye Sangen grinned in pain. It didn't really hurt, but it was just a pretense to let Ye Xiayou know that her kick had the desired effect.
Hearing the little girl's voice, he turned his head in the middle of the night.
"It's me who's in pain, why are you still screaming?" As a result, Ye Xieyou suffered another brain breakdown. Just by listening to her footsteps, breathing and voice, she could guess that the girl was young. Ye Xiayou naturally punished her younger brother for his impolite teasing.
Hearing what Qi Mo Yan just said, this maid will serve personally, Ye Xia smiled and asked, "What's your name?" The little maid was timid.
"Green flowers."
"There are still such flowers?" Ye San was stunned, thinking of the little girl's red dates on the watershed. The green flowers were not as good as the red dates.
As you can imagine, Ye Xiayou kicked him again.
"Why do I think you've become so talkative recently?" Ye Sangen shut up in dismay. Ye Xiayou looked at the little girl whose name was indeed a bit difficult to understand, and said: "Lvhua, you don't have to stay here, just do your business. You have nothing to do and don't want outsiders to disturb you." She was very well-behaved. The little girl promised, closed the door and turned to leave.
