Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan were already sitting in the private room.

Feng Yan stood behind the bead curtain at the window, staring at the stage with a breath of breath and concentration, and suddenly heard the sound of knocking from behind.

"Come in." Wei Xingzhen said softly.

A servant brought tea into the room and placed the newly brewed tea cup on the table next to Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen's seats.

Putting down the tea, the servant was not in a hurry to leave, but bowed slightly to Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan.

"Two, today's September 3rd day, for Boya, I prepare two riddles for the shop. I wonder if you have the leisure to guess?"

When Feng Yan heard about guessing a riddle, she forgot the stage for the time being and turned around to look at the servant, "What are the benefits of guessing it?"

The man smiled and said, "I will be free of drinks tonight."

Feng Yan returned to her seat and said, "Tell me."

The servant coughed lightly.

"The first question is: 'Crown covered with Jinghua'. Mygna is a pile of gold ge, and a name for an ancient benevolent person."

"The second question is: 'Flowing autumn water, faint spring mountain'. The Mygate is a swallowtail grid, playing the name of the word "brand".

Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen fell into deep thought at the same time.

The so-called puzzle grid is some special structures when making riddles and guessing riddles. The "grid" of puzzle grid is the "grid" of rhythm. It is not only a restriction on puzzles, but also a means to prompt the answer to the puzzle.

The so-called piled gold grid, also known as the broken gold grid, means "pile the broken gold nuggets together".

It requires that the answer to the riddle must have at least two words, and each character must be disassembled and called two or three words, which can be decomposed left and right, and up and down;

The dovetail grid is similar to the pile gold grid, but it is simpler.

Its answer must also have at least two words. The last word of the answer should be separated like a dovetail, and the decomposed word meaning should be in line with the riddle.

Feng and Wei thought carefully, and soon, both of them chuckled in front and behind.

The servant's eyes moved slightly, "Hey, can you two have the answer so soon?"

Feng Yan sighed lightly, she looked at Wei Xingzhen, "I spent so much effort on disguising myself... It turned out that Xingzhen had told the store here that I was coming."

Wei Xingzhen smiled and whispered, "When I booked my place, I really said that I would go with my wife."

The servant looked around and said, "Tell me, let's talk, what did you guess?"

Feng Yan looked at the servant, "The first puzzle, the answer is Guan Zhong, the adviser of Duke Huan of Qi in the Spring and Autumn Period, is it correct?"

"That's right!" the servant nodded repeatedly, "What's the solution?"

Feng Yan said softly, "The character "Guan" can be detached into "Each person" on the upper part, and the character "Zhong" on the lower part can be detached into "Renzhong". Together, it means "Each person of the official", isn't it "the crown of the capital is full of the capital"?"

Wei Xingzhen continued, "'Yingying Qiushui' refers to the eyes of the daughter's house, and 'Dantan Chunshan' refers to the eyebrows of the daughter's house. When the riddles are combined, it is 'eye charming'. The word "sexy" is separated, and it is exactly 'female eyebrows', facing the mysterious eyebrows of the daughter's house."

The two puzzles were basically tailored for them: one praised Xu Wei Xingzhen as an official, comparable to a famous scholar in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the other praised Feng Yan for having the appearance of a shy face of the moon and flowers.

It is also difficult for the boss of Nuanxun Pavilion to spend time...

Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen, "Are you very familiar with the boss of Nuanxun Pavilion?"

Wei Xingzhen shook his head, "I have only received a few greetings. I heard that others have been in Chang'an and have not come to Luoyang."

"Yes," the servant smiled, "Our boss came to Luoyang a few days ago, but now he is heading south to Jiangnan. I heard that you will come on the third day of the junior high school, so I specially left these two puzzles to help you solve your boredom."

He reached out and applauded, and the two maids behind him walked in with two small wine pots.

"This is the 'Huajian Wu' brewed by our boss. If you two solve the answer, you will give it to each other directly." The servant smiled and said, "The taste may not be as good as Your Majesty's 'Hongtan', but it is also a good product that is hard to find in the world."

"What's his name?" Feng Yan asked.

"Our boss's surname is Jia, and his name is "Ming". He is drunk."

Feng Yan couldn't help laughing again - Jia Ming, pseudonym.

Such a straightforward name is...it seems very free and easy.

"By the way, because our boss likes to guess riddles, there are also puzzles on the paper paper of Huajianlao. However, all the guesses are the names of the plays, so it is not that fun... If you two are interested in guessing riddles, you can see. If you guess them all right, we will give you a gift."

After the servant left, Feng Yan stood up and took all the wine pots in her hands and looked at them.

One is written, "Search for orphans to save orphans, and face the quart with distance."

Another one is written, "Go to Shaoxing and lose the tail pattern."

Some can be guessed quickly, and some can be guessed roughly, but because she listened to Peking operas for a few times, she couldn't find the corresponding drama title in her mind.

She looked over one by one, and outside the bead curtain, a woman's cold and lonely singing came—

"If someone is in the mountains, I am led by the girl Luo"

(It seems that someone is on that hillside)

(Wearing a saccharin, a lace-up female radish)

"It is both savoring and smiling, I admire me for being graceful."

(She gave me a glimpse, her charming smile so flashing)

("Love me, I am beautiful, elegant... and graceful.")

...

Feng Yan did not listen to the opera, but instead took the ink pen.

She took off one of the pots of wine from Huajianwu, spread it flat on the table, then held a pen and wrote at the desk.

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan, and couldn't see clearly what she was writing.

"A Yan seems to have written a little more words." He whispered, "The answers to these puzzles are only two or three words."

"I know." Feng Yan whispered, "I'm not writing their answers."

Wei Xingzhen was a little puzzled.

"The darkness of Qiang is dark and the day is dark, and the east wind is drifting and the gods are raining"

(The sky is dark, the sun is dull)

(When the east wind comes, the gods send rain)

"I am so happy that I am so happy that I am so happy that I am so happy that I am so happy that I am so happy that I am so happy?"

(I'm waiting for you, forgot to return)

(Time gets older, who will give me a youthful life?)

...

Feng Yan put the pen and held the wine paper in her hand and vented gently.

When the ink on the paper was dry, Wei Xingzhen saw her fold the wine paper in half and put it into a fist-sized brocade box at her hand - the box that A Yan had taken all night tonight.

Wei Xingzhen looked at it with some concern.

"Let's listen to the opera." Feng Yan put away the brocade box, put it aside, and said to Wei Xingzhen with a smile.

"The people in the mountains are fragrant and drank the stone springs and shaded the pine and cypresses"

(I live in the mountains, as beautiful as Du Ruo)

(I drink the clear spring under the stone, and the pine and cypress also shade me)

"You miss me and I'm so surprised"

(Are you missing me too? I'm not sure)

...

After the Xu hour, the two left Nuanxun Pavilion and took a walk by the Luoshui River.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves along the way, and the light of the jade pot turns. Fireworks continue to rise to the night sky in the distance, turning into clusters of star rains.

Wei Xingzhen originally had many things to ask, but he found that Feng Yan seemed to have been trying to muster up the courage all night - she obviously had something to say, but she never found the right time to speak.

Wei Xingzhen waited silently, fearing that his inappropriate speech would rashly disrupt Feng Yan's formation.

In the darkness, Feng Yan's face became slightly hot.

Even though I have thought about what I should say for thousands of times before, it is still difficult to say it bluntly after I am about it...

But no matter what, we can't delay tonight...

A carriage suddenly stopped when passing by Feng Yan, "Yan'er?"

Feng Yan was stunned, raised her head and saw Li's face.

"mother……?"

Li turned around and gently slapped Feng Yuandao's hand, "I just said I was right... Can I admit my own daughter?"

"Oh." Feng Yuandao rubbed his hands, "I didn't say you read it wrong..."

"Then you don't let me come!"

Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan saluted to the two elders in the car. After some greetings, Li asked where they were going next. Feng Yan shook her head - the street scenes and musical sounds that should be visited tonight have been heard all over the night.
To be continued...