The wind blowing at the entrance of Qingjie Street is very comfortable, and people come and go in Qingjie, and you can faintly hear the murmur of women.

Hua Lang smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I came here unintentionally, Lord Yan, is this?" Hua Lang didn't finish his words, because he felt that in a place like Qingjie, some words would be enough.

Yan Shu didn't care, as if at his age, visiting the Qinglou was nothing. He smiled and said: "In a few days it will be the Qixi Festival, Qingjie will hold an Oiran Contest here, and on the day of the Qixi Festival, all the women in the Qinglou in Qingjie are going to perform, I am very familiar with the bustard of a Qinglou in Qingjie, and I think that the time will give them the atmosphere of cheering for the girls there, this is also a major event for our literati, you must be there that day!" ”

After listening to Yan Shu's words, Hua Lang agreed again and again, and then, Yan Shu took his friend into the green street, Hua Lang took a deep breath, and felt that the ancients were as romantic as Yan Shu, which was really rare.

Hua Lang shrugged and smiled, and then turned to leave, but just as Hua Lang turned around, a man with a drunken body staggered and bumped into Hua Lang, the man hit someone, but he didn't apologize, raised the wine jug and poured some wine into his mouth, and then he was about to enter the green street, Yin Wushu saw that the man was so rude, so he wanted to come forward to teach him a lesson, but at this time, Hua Lang suddenly grabbed him and said, "Don't worry about the drunkard, let's go!" ”

Now that Hua Lang has opened his mouth, he has no choice but to give up.

After the group left Qingjie, Hua Lang couldn't help but think of the drunk man who hit him just now, the man was ragged and looked extremely down, but between his expressions, there was an indescribable sense of loneliness, and in the loneliness, there was an indescribable arrogance.

After thinking about it like this for a while, Hua Lang felt that he was really sick, and the person who hit him was just a drunkard, did he need to think about it? Now that I'm tired after walking around for a long time, let's go back and rest.

But said that after everyone went back, they went back to rest, but Wen Meng quietly carried everyone to the firewood room, she rummaged in the firewood room, and then let out a cry of joy, and said to herself: "Ha Luha, I finally found it!" As she spoke, Wen Meng took out a small box from her body, and then grabbed the spider on the web, but after she caught the spider in, she shook her head and stared at the web where the spider was lying just now.

After looking at it like this for a long time, he released the spider in the box again, and said in his mouth: "The web you weave is not round, I can't ask you, otherwise I won't be ingenious." ”

The night is already on her body, the waning moon tonight, the sky is full of stars, and the wind blows a trace of refreshment, but Wen Meng's heart is full of expectations, she is looking forward to the spider she caught today will be able to form a round web.

The next day, the weather was fine, and the sun was so sunny that people felt indescribably comfortable.

After Hua Lang got up, he decided to go and see Bao Zheng, after all, since the end of the matter in Jinling, they have rarely not been together, of course, Hua Lang has time, but Bao Zheng does not, he is the supervisor of the imperial history, busy every day, running around, it is difficult for them to meet.

It's just that when Hua Lang was about to go out, there was a knock on the door at home, Hua Lang opened the door, a little surprised, because there was the drunkard who hit him yesterday standing outside the door, but today this person did not drink, and he looked more sober, Hua Lang looked at him and thought, does he want to apologize to himself?

But yesterday he just bumped into himself, is it necessary to apologize?

After the person in front of him saw Hua Lang, he was also a little surprised, as if he didn't expect to see Hua Lang here, and when Hua Lang saw the surprised expression of the person in front of him, he already knew that this person was not here to apologize.

The person in front of him looked at Hua Lang and asked with some surprise, "Are you ...... Hanalang? ”

Hua Lang nodded, and then arched his hand: "Down there is Hua Lang, I don't know what Your Excellency says?" Hanaro used the word Your Excellency because he felt that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, and he thought it would be better to be respectful.

The man didn't give it up, he habitually pulled his waist, but he grabbed it, and there was nothing, so he remembered that he didn't bring a wine jug today, he looked quite embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "In Xia Liu Yong, known as Liu Sanchang, I came to you today...... It's something to ask for. ”

As soon as he heard that the person in front of him was Liu Yongliu Sanchang, Hua Lang's eyes suddenly opened the boss, he couldn't believe that the person who bumped into him yesterday turned out to be the Liu Yongliu Sanchang he had always wanted to see, and he had something to ask for himself today.

Of course, Hua Lang can also hear that Liu Yong is not a person who likes to ask for help, otherwise he would not stutter when he says that he has something to ask for.

But this is not important to Hwarang, the important thing is that he finally has a chance to meet Yoo Yong, but Hwarang doesn't want to show it too obviously, he made a gesture of please, and said, "Please come inside and talk!" ”

After the two entered the living room, Hua Lang introduced Liu Yong to Wen Meng, and Wen Meng also read a lot of poems during this time, so when she heard that the person in front of her was Liu Yong, she was quite surprised, because she didn't expect that the person who made such a poem as the clothes and belts gradually widened and never regretted it, and made people haggard for Yi Xiao, would be so down.

After everyone sat down, Hua Lang looked at Liu Yong and said: "I have heard Brother Liu's poems a long time ago, and I admire them very much, but I don't know why Brother Liu came to my detective agency today?" ”

Liu Yong's expression was still gloomy, and after he hesitated for a long time, he said: "On the night of the Qixi Festival, Qingjie is going to hold an Oiran competition, presumably the playboy already knows, right?" ”

Hua Lang nodded: "I do know this, it's just ......" Hua Lang said this, and stopped, because he thought that Liu Yong was asking for support for a certain girl, so he came to find him.

Of course, it makes sense for Hua Lang to think like this, after all, Liu Yong has been living a very embarrassing life since he was ordered by the emperor to fill in the words, and the needs of life are provided by the dusty woman in the Qinglou.

It's just that soon, Hua Lang shook his head again and felt that it was unlikely, Liu Yong was arrogant, how could he come here to ask for someone because of a false name? If he didn't have arrogance, how could he chant a forbearance and sing such a sentence in a low voice?

Sure enough, when Hua Lang paused slightly, Liu Yong hurriedly said: "That's the case, what I came to ask for is related to the murder that happened in Qingjie a year ago. ”