The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 11:

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An ordinary-looking guard appeared under the bridge hole. He looked at Feng Zhiwei's back seriously and said, "There are two possibilities. One is to burn the boat and return to the government to fight; the other is to submit to the will of Qiu Mansion."

He smiled, pointed at the fireworks ten miles behind him, and said: "In short, she will go back immediately and will never linger in this fireworks place for too long. If she stays for a moment longer, her reputation will be tarnished. She can't take it. I’ll be joking all my life.”

"Really?" The man smiled and drawled.

"Bet." Ning Cheng came over excitedly.

The man was noncommittal. The two of them stood on the bridge and saw the woman walking straight ahead. She seemed to have a goal and did not hesitate. Then she stopped in front of a door with an orchid lantern hanging, **** the man's hair in a bun, and then, Simply knock on the door.

Ning Cheng’s face turned blue.

The woman's face was slightly turned sideways, she smiled and said something to the person who opened the door. The person inside seemed to be stunned, while Ning Cheng, who could read lips, stumbled suddenly on the bridge from a distance.

On the bridge, the man suddenly chuckled.

His dark jade-like eyes shone with a novel and sharp light, like an abyss that had been silent for a long time, and was blown up by the snowy wind from a long distance away.

He stood at the end of the bridge in the red sun, with pale gold mandala flowers on his black cloak flying in the wind. The fierce cold wind blew distant voices, and he seemed to hear the delicate girl in the wind, speaking to her. The madam of Lanxiangyuan who opened the door asked calmly but frantically.

"Do you need a turtle slave here?"

"Xiao Zhi, I heard that there are new dyed silk flowers at the market, please bring me some!"

"Bring me some flowers too, the green and orange ones!"

"Sifangzhai rock sugar glutinous lotus root with half a catty!"

It was almost noon, and Shili Rouge was about to wake up. Orioles were singing in the small building of Lanxiang Courtyard, and the girls leaned out one after another to greet the young man in Tsing Yi who was in the courtyard downstairs, carrying a basket and preparing to go out for shopping.

The boy is a distant relative of Yin'er, the famous girl from Lanxiangyuan. He came here a month ago. He doesn't talk much, but he is lively and eye-catching. He is very popular with the girls.

"Sister Yanhong's complexion is white and reddish. The emerald flowers contrast with each other, and are not as good as light pink, which makes her more beautiful." The boy looked up and smiled, and said: "Although glutinous lotus root is good, eating too much will cause food accumulation. , Sister Cuihuan is too greedy and may become a fat beauty."

"You brat!" the girls laughed, but their expressions were satisfied. Yan Hong smiled and said: "Xiao Zhi, if you weren't a distant relative of Yin'er and worked as a handyman in our place, I would have thought you were from a certain family. The son of a wealthy family."

"Is it possible?" Yin'er came out of the room and patted her on the shoulder, "Our Tiansheng Dynasty has such a strict hierarchy. Even if a young master from a wealthy family becomes a beggar and dies of starvation, he will not come to our place."

She glanced at the boy with a complicated expression, and he smiled at her, still calm, just like this person's temperament all along - seemed bright, but actually mysterious, seemed calm, but actually acted beyond the norm.

Xiao Zhi, Wei Zhi and Feng Zhiwei are extremely popular.

She has been doing the handyman job very well in Tuobi brothel for a month. Of course, this is also thanks to Yin'er's care. The woman did not let her really become a turtle slave, and pestered her mother to take her in as a servant. Although it actually didn't help the situation, it was still kindhearted. Feng Zhiwei appreciated it very much, but Yin'er thanked her again and again, saying that it was a life-saving grace that day.

It was just a matter of reaching out to pull her out of the river, but how could it be serious enough to save her life? Feng Zhiwei was puzzled, but Yin'er remained silent. She was still frightened about what happened that night, and she looked horrified when she mentioned the man. , it’s not like he was pushed into the river, but something else.

Feng Zhiwei had no desire to ask any more. They drank together on the bridge that night and said goodbye on the snowy night. She did not want to see him again.

However, things in the world will always backfire - you can't just not see someone if you don't want to see them.

She was carrying a basket and was about to go out when she suddenly saw a large group of people coming in front of her.

Feng Zhiwei was startled, and just as he was about to hide, someone was already calling over there: "Hey, turtle slave, the young master is here, and we haven't arranged for the girl to pick up the guest yet!"

Feng Zhiwei lowered his head and saw from the corner of his eyes that those people were dressed in luxurious clothes. They were obviously princes and princes of the capital. One of them was wearing a brocade robe, which was moon-white and heavily brocade. The corners of the clothes were embroidered with silver thread bamboo patterns. They were elegant and noble. The color made her realize His eyebrows moved, and his head immediately dropped lower.

While stepping aside, he turned his head and called out to the courtyard in a dumb voice: "Girls, we have a guest..."

This sound was learned from hearing turtle slave Zhang De greet guests. He was unskilled and his tone was a bit stiff. The group of princes and grandsons suddenly burst into laughter.

"Where did the new turtle slave come from in Lanxiangyuan? Even when welcoming guests, he screamed like a girl calling for spring."

"Where is Zhang De? Instead of this dawdling boy?"

A group of people passed her by with a smile as if there was no one around. Feng Zhiwei stared at the ground and saw the corner of the robe passing by her without any surprise. Just as she let out a long sigh of relief silently, she heard a young man. He pointed at her with a smile and said to his mother who was coming in: "We are going to have a drink later and ask this boy to wait on us!"

My mother was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly agreed. She signaled Feng Zhiwei to come over with a wink, and said in a low voice: "Be careful! Alas..."

My mother looked worried, not happy about the business coming to her door. Feng Zhi looked at her in surprise. Her mother looked solemn and whispered: "Have you seen that thin man in yellow clothes? I heard he is not a thing. He is from Guanhuaju in front of me. The top nugget, it is said that he was crippled by that guy. Guanhua Jugou’s mother relied on someone’s support to start a fight. In a few days, she was forced to even close the yard. Oh, why did you think of coming here today? Don’t do it. I caused trouble..."

He also told Feng Zhiwei: "Xiao Zhi, you have always been smart and polite, better than anyone else in the yard. You have to help your mother today and take care of her."

Feng Zhiwei reluctantly agreed, and stayed with others, even in a brothel. It was only a matter of time before that day came. If you can hide, you have to hide. If you can't hide, then just wait and see.

That group of people occupied the best "Juanfang Pavilion" in the courtyard, and called the most beautiful girls to accompany them, one for each person. They laughed and joked and made a lot of noise, but there was only one corner, and everyone consciously refused to go there. Excuse me, it seems eerily quiet.

Where he is.

A black sandalwood embroidered silver bamboo screen half separated the quiet space. Next to the exquisite carpet, fine agarwood was burning in a three-legged black stone cauldron. In the pale white and cool smoke, the man's long hair was slightly scattered, and his clothes were hanging down. He rested his chin lazily on his elbow, bowed his head to the girl's bright wrist with a slight smile, and drank the wine from the glass she offered.