When the night becomes thick, the water mist is floating.

The spring rain has just stopped, the starry wilderness is swaying, the moon is shy, and there are ink clouds rolling like waves, flying in the deep and blue sky.

The boats return to the shore on the West Lake, the spring lanterns are gone, and the moon is gone in the three pools. The water waves on the lake are light, and the night wind is in harmony with the sound of the night. When people go to the quiet lake, they sing a song of the water dragon.

The house in the small building was quiet, and the dew was heavy on the butterfly tiles, and it was knocked into a dream. At this moment, if you could lie on a satin pillow and brocade quilt, and make a beautiful dream of the quilt without shame and the roof was leaking, it could be considered a wonderful thing in life .

Although most of the shops on Yujie have closed their doors and blown up the lights, there are still food and play shops that are busy doing business and making a living. Sometimes there are friends gathering in the room and sometimes there are night guests coughing and laughing, as if The scene was performed until the end of the second half, but it still worked hard.

In the distance, three horses came with the stone road on the Yu Street where the horse's hooves were trampling. A drunken figure was immediately humming the popular song of Wasi, and the two horses on the side were carefully accompanying each other. , winding all the way toward the south peak.

At the foot of the foot of the mountain not far from the southern peak, there is a mansion with a large gate and a spacious courtyard, which is the famous Fugui Mountain Residence of Lin'an Mansion: the small building of West Lake.

Jia Pingzhang was obviously very proud of this house. He spent a lot of effort to rectify the landscape and even did an unprecedented "feat" -

He built a stone bridge in front of the mansion where Bu Zhuai lived, which not only added the elegant taste of the river and the stone, but also cut off the road to the wonderful realm of Yanxia Cave behind.

Yanxia Cave is one of the scenic spots of West Lake. The cave is carved with many exquisite Buddha statues and niches of all dynasties. Now, using a stone bridge to cut off the freedom of entering and leaving the public in Lishou to visit Yanxia Cave. The cricket Prime Minister Jia is also considered to be unprecedented and unprecedented. people".

The small buildings in West Lake in the middle of the night, heavy carved beams, pavilions, waterfront pavilions, and precious flowers and fragrances, are silently lush in the deep night.

Scattered lights appear more and more shadows in the dim and coolness of the overlapping buildings and the dense forests.

Jia Zijing hummed the song all the way back to the west courtyard of the small building in West Lake, shouted the servants and made some trouble, and finally walked into the Lanxiang Building where he lived with drunkenness.

Lanxiang Building is located on the west side of the small building in West Lake. It has a side door for Jia Yanei to enter and exit freely, so no matter how late he is playing outside, it will not hinder the rest of the others in the mansion.

As soon as they entered the door, the maids who were sleepy and waiting for their master all jumped up and quickly brought a basin of tea to serve the yamen's drunkenness.

In a moment, Mrs. Jia came hurriedly in a thin fur and night robe. Seeing her son's face turned red with drunkenness, laughing and talking nonsense, she couldn't help but be anxious and annoyed-

"You are not honest these two days, and you dare to sneak out and mess around? Your uncle has to skin you for a woman! Your father asked you to reflect at home, but you sneak out and play with him again. It's really nonsense!"

Jia Zijing was half drunk and half awake, and hugged his mother with a smile: "Uncle has so many women, why would he be so angry with me just for Yin'er? You don't say that my uncle likes me, my grandchild the most!"

"No matter how much you like it, you can't stand it. Let him cuckold!" Mrs. Jia said with great thoughts, "The mansion has given you a girl who is a wife, why do you fall in love with that vixen!"

"Oh my mother! Haven't you said anything about not mentioning the news?" Jia Zijing muttered to push Mrs. Jia away, "Your son, I won money again today." He burped while hiccup He groped, and then seemed to remember something again. He pointed his hand at the supreme mercy and scolded, "Give all the money that my yamen won today to the wife, hurry up!"

The entouragers hurriedly took out a handful of silver notes from their arms and handed them to Jia Zijing.

Jia Zijing snatched it over excitedly and stuffed it into his mother's hand: "Come on, my mother, this is what I earned by your son! Come on, take it!"

Mrs. Jia was a little disgusted, but she couldn't help but raise her hand to catch it. She glanced at it quickly and found that it was indeed a large amount of silver notes. She couldn't help but be surprised and amused.

"Which gambling shop you guys have recently gone to to recruit God of Wealth? Why did you get the money back? Don't cheat others!"

Jia Zijingru listened to the joke and laughed: "Who would lie to me to give me money? Let him lie to me hard! Hahaha!"

Mrs. Jia shook her head helplessly: "Stop laughing, it's too late. Qu'er and Ci'er, wait for the yamen to rest!"

Qu'er and Ci'er are two girls, with a slender waist and a bit pretty. When they heard Mrs. Jia's orders, they nodded immediately.

Mrs. Jia glanced at her son again, then looked at the pile of silver notes in her arms, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, holding the maid's hand and leaving.

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