The Counterfeit Madam Hou

On the fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth days of the month, Chang 'an City lifted the night ban, and the people could eat, drink, play, fight and beat in the street all night long.

The annual nightlife is very rare, with everyone dressed in the most beautiful clothes and the most luxurious jewellery crashing across the city, blocking the streets and alleys of Chang 'an City.

Though the whole city is nestled out, there are a few unfortunate, self-contained houses that can't leave their homes one step at a time.

For example, Liu Qinghuan is now sighing at the moon.

Today is fifteen years old. Yesterday I was bored at home for a day. Liu Qinghuan is in a rather low mood. Speaking of which, this is all the trouble caused by King Lingnan's Yu Party. It is a perfect time to do bad things. They will certainly not miss this opportunity, and Shermou has taken his horses with him early in the day to strengthen his guard against chaos.

The only consolation is that today Liu Qingliang was ordered by her grandfather to spend the holidays with her. The two of them appreciated the fireworks meeting later than she alone always looked livelier. Liu Qinghuan looked up at the sky and raised her eyebrows slightly. It's not too early. Why hasn't Second Sister come yet?

She dialed the incense sachet in her hand and overturned to say to Qingyu: “Qingyu, go see if Second Sister is here. ”

“Yes." He answered respectfully and turned around and went out the door. Liu Qinghuan played with the incense sachet in his hand for a while. After a short while, he saw Qinghuan come back from outside.

“Why so soon?” Liu Qing looked at her doubtfully. Even if Qing Qing was riding a horse, he shouldn't be so fast today.

Qing Qing suddenly said to her: "Madam, the lady just walked away and met Beale. ”

Beale is one of Liu Qingliang's closest maids. She has followed her to Hou Fu several times before, so she has also seen the red peaches. Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows moved and saw Beer coming in from the outside: “Slaves have met Madame. ”

“Exempt.” Liu Qinghuan stood her up, "what the hell is going on? Why are you here alone? ”

Beer looked at her and seemed to be in a bit of a hurry: “Go back to Her Ladyship, the slave left the house with the lady before leaving the factory. The lady only remembered that the soup the old lady had specially made for you had forgotten to stay at the Waiter's house, so she went back to get the soup. The slave took the soup and rushed to Hou Fu. When he arrived at Chongrenfang, he met Qingyuan girl, and only heard her say that she had not arrived yet. ”

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the soup in her arms and frowned. According to Beer, Liu Qinglian should have been in Hou Fu long ago, but where is he now?

Even though it is sometimes inexcusable, Second Sister will not disappear and worry others without saying anything like this. So, what happened on the road? Liu Qinghuan remembered King Lingnan's remaining party and became more and more disturbed.

“Peach Green, let's go out and look for Second Sister.” Liu Qinghuan stood up from the bed, wearing a fox-skinned large bamboo and walked. Peach and Qing Qing suddenly stopped her: “Ma'am, I can't let you leave the capital for the last three days. ”

“I know, but Second Sister may have had an accident, and we can't leave her alone.” She paused and said, “Call the twisted tongue and we'll go out and look for it. We'll be back soon. ”

Red peaches and green lips looked at each other for a while, or went out and called for twisted tongue. Twisted Tong heard that Liu Qinghuan was going out, but also disagreed: “Miss Liu Er, I can go out and look for her. Lady should still stay in Hou Fu. ”

“When do you have to find Changan by yourself? Besides, my second sister is missing. How can I still sit in Hou Fu? ”

Liu Qinghuan's tone sounded irrefutable. The twisted tongue frowned and did not speak for a moment. Liu Qinghuan's temper she knew. At this time, she was not allowed to go out. When she left herself, she might sneak out by herself. Anyway, she also had special experience in this kind of thing. Instead, let her go with herself.

“Well, even if no one is found, Madame must return to the House as soon as possible.” Twisted Tongue made concessions and said his terms. Liu Qinghuan left the house with three maids and a twisted tang.

Outside, the mountains are full of people, and the walking horseback riding is mixed up, blocking the road from getting through. Liu Qinghuan overstepped and said to the neighboring Beer: “Ride back to Samurai first, see if Second Sister has returned to the government, then send someone to brief you. ”

“Slaves understand.” Beale drove off, leaving the four of them searching the streets. There are singing and dancing crowds everywhere on the street, and even small vendors selling food are much more than on weekdays.

In front of the Anfu Gate, a huge light wheel was erected, estimated to be over twenty feet tall. The light wheels are wrapped in colourful silk, and the hanging flower lights are countless, looking far like a giant flower tree, shining a glimmer of summer. There are many women dancing under the light wheel, they are all dressed in gorgeous clothes, head dressed in beads, full of face fat powder, Liu Qinghuan swiftly swept around, did not see Liu Qingliang's shadow.

Walking all the way, singing the tricky chicken wrestling, have seen all kinds of performances, still haven't seen Liu Qingliang shadow.

“Yo, nice little lady, how come one of you hangs out? Shall I accompany you?” A drunk man walked up and said, reaching for Liu Qinghuan's face. He was slapped open by a twisted tongue.

The man rubbed his wrist and looked at it with anger. Seeing that it was also a little beauty, he turned a little yellow: “Is this a lady's taste? It's okay, brother can stay with you.” He leaned against the twister, his wrist grabbed by the twister was clamped against his hand, his foot kicked by the person, and he kicked the person out.

The crowd was attracted to the movement over here and looked at the man who fell to the ground, pointing at him and smiling. Twisted Tong frowned and turned around to see Liu Qinghuan: “Madam, you can no longer stay outside. If Master Hou finds out, he won't forgive me. ”

Liu Qing cheered her lips. The fireworks convention is about to start soon. There are more and more people on the street. She really can't get crowded here. She followed the twisted tongue back a little, and a high-pitched woman came from afar and sounded familiar.

“Do you know who I am? I am Jin Lu Jiao from Sangshu Mansion, how dare you not sell me?! I can't eat what I want yet! ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows moved and turned back to see Lu Jiao, who had embroidered Chinese clothes. Her head was full of beads, and Liu Qinghuan was really worried that her neck would be overburdened and suddenly broken.

“Looks like they sell fried fruit over there.” Qingzheng also looked in the direction of Lu Jiao, and then snorted it down, “for a pink fruit can also be a street fight like this, I can also say that I am everyone's girlfriend show. ”

Though Twisted Tongue didn't like Lu Jiao either, but fearing that he would meet someone as short-sighted as just now, he had to hurry Liu Qinghuan: “Madam, go home early, Miss Liu Er may have gone back. ”

“Hmm.” Liu Qinghuan answered, leaving Lu Jiao alone. The person sent by Beale to inform us should arrive, and Liu Qingliang's whereabouts are the most important at this time.

After a few huge flower lights in the yard, the crowd was a lot sparser than before. The streets in front seemed to be in turmoil, many surrounded, blocking the road completely. Twisted Tong frowned and said to Liu Qing cheerfully: “I'll go and see if Madame stays here. ”

She glanced at the peaches before walking forward.

Liu Qinghuan stood around and looked. There was something gleaming in the alley next to him under the moonlight. Liu Qinghuan glanced a few times and lifted his legs to the past. Next to the peach, she noticed, she hurriedly followed: "Madam, where are you going? ”

“There, there seems to be something on the ground.” Liu Qinghuan walked into the alley. There were very few people in the alley. She stared at what was on the ground and bent over to pick it up. It is a brightly colored bead with gold and silver plates embedded on it.

Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows moved slightly and searched the ground again. He did find another bead like this not far away.

“Ma'am, we can't go far, let's go back.” Red Peach glanced at the alley mouth, which was already somewhat far away, and remembered the look of Twisted Tongue just now. He couldn't help but say to stop Liu Qinghuan, who still wanted to go forward.

Liu Qinghuan, as if he had not heard at all, walked forward more urgently. This bead she recognized was a bracelet given to her by Mama when Liu Qingli turned sixteen. Liu Qingli was so happy at the time that she showed off in front of her for half a month.

She turned one turn and walked down another street. There were fewer people here than there were in the streets, and she looked around and walked towards a temple.

“Ma'am, where the hell are you going? Miss Twister is waiting for us.” Red peaches and green peaches shouted at her in a hurry, afraid of an accident. Liu Qinghuan didn't stop until he walked to the temple door. That alley should be connected to the back door of the temple. If something really happened to Liu Qingliang, it could be in the temple.

She looked at the temple, and there were a lot of people sitting there listening to the play. She lifted her feet and was about to enter the temple gate, but was stopped by a monk guarding the door: "Please wait. ”

Liu Qinghuan glanced up at him and had not spoken yet. The monk added: "The temple is no longer hosting guests tonight, and I invite the god to go elsewhere. ”

Liu Qing frowned and shouted, “Do you know who I am? I'm Jin Lu Jiao from Sangshu Mansion. How dare you not let me in?! I can't go anywhere I want to be growing up! ”

The monk stunned for a moment, seemingly unanticipated that she seemed delicate as a courtesan, but said so rudely. But today, the temple really can't go in anymore, so he still blocks the tattoo in front of Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan's anger on his face was even worse, and his voice became more harsh: “You're sitting in so many people, you just won't let me in, don't you think I can't afford scented oil?” She laughed twice, removing from her waist the incense bag she had just worn on her, and stuffed it into the monk's arms. "This is the unique incense bag of Chang 'an City, and it's worth a lot of money! I'm telling you, I'm gonna listen to this play today! ”

When she finished, she pushed away the monks in front of her and walked in indiscriminately. The mahogany hasn't reacted yet, just following her inside unconsciously. Knowing that Liu Qinghuan had just fallen into the temple gate, he turned around and said to Qingyun: “Go see if the pink fruit seller just blew up, send me a copy when it's done. ”

Green stunned for a moment, then nodded his head and ran out: “I know, I know, slaves go now! ”

Liu Qinghuan saw her go away, looked at the monk with a high toe, and went into the temple to sit down and listen to the play. The monk frowned and summoned another man to guard the door and ran towards the inside himself.

The oil lamp in the room was a little dim. The monk pushed the door in and whispered to the woman sitting at the table: “A woman had just arrived who said it was Jin Lu Jiao of the Sangshu Mansion. I couldn't stop her, so I let her in. ”

Unhappy frowning in front of the table, the monk saw that she seemed angry and quickly handed over the incense bag in his hand: “She also gave me this, saying it was oil money. ”

The woman took the incense bag and looked at it for a while. The corner of her mouth raised a scornful smile: “I have seen this thing, it is indeed Lu Jiao's. She's a brainless, proud young lady. Ignore her. ”