"Yang Yanhui sat in the palace courtyard thinking and sighing,
I remember how terrible things were back then.
I am like a bird in a cage that cannot spread its wings,
I am like a tiger leaving the mountain and feeling lonely;
I am like a wild goose from the south that has lost its flock and scattered,
I'm like a shallow water dragon stuck on the beach.
I remember there would be a bloody battle on the beach,
The killings left rivers of blood and mountains of corpses.
"
The beautiful, delicate, and lyrical Xipi Adagio is surrounded by the tower-structured building, as if it is coming from a dream, and the old singing tune penetrates through the hollow and transparent floors, weakening, and becoming ethereal and rootless.
Caesar was led through a black blindfold as thin as silk, walking in a corridor. The air was warm, the pores all over his body were stretching, and the tip of his nose could smell the scent of incense all the time.
Even though he was blindfolded, he could still partially see what kind of place he was walking in. The entire space here was dark golden, and the light was slightly dim but it made it more hazy and psychedelic. Everything was as dark as eyelids.
A layer of gold foil has been pasted on it, and everything seen through the gold foil is golden.
This is probably the Golden Tower, or so Caesar thought.
Earlier, he got into the street stall owner's car from Liulichang and drove for about an hour or two away from the city to the outskirts of BJ. The expensive supercar drove in at the risk of scratching the floor.
We walked along a small path, wading through gravel and dirt, and stopped in front of a dark mountain forest.
When Caesar got out of the car, he saw eight men dressed in black mandarin jackets holding lanterns standing guard in front of a sedan chair. The "eight sedan chairs" meant that in ancient times there were only emperors, princes, ministers of third rank or above, and governors of other provinces.
These people can sit in the eight-carriage sedan chair. The luxurious sedan chair is made of silver cloth, with yellow covering the bottom and red wefts. This is the configuration for picking up and sending off the "Prince".
When he was in the car, Caesar turned his head and stared at the boss holding the steering wheel, because it was obvious that these people were already waiting for their arrival, or the boss had asked this so-called "
"Jinlou" provided information, and all this was a plot against him.
However, the boss didn't explain anything. He just stared at the sedan for a while, shook his head, opened the door and got out.
"I'm afraid I can only ask Mr. Caesar to go alone this time. Not everyone can go to the Jinlou. You can go whenever you want." The boss stopped next to the car and saw the silver-topped "Yuqiao".
He stopped stepping forward and gave Caesar a few simple instructions, "You should be able to find the answer you want in the Golden Tower, but all procedures must be handled in accordance with the rules of the Golden Tower, otherwise there will be trouble."
It’s not a good conflict, and I can’t help it.”
Before Caesar got into the luxurious sedan, he saw the boss standing beside the sports car watching him leave. Regardless of whether this was a game or not, he had already stepped in. He had something he was determined to find out.
, it is inevitable to take personal risks.
Caesar had heard in the past that the Chinese sedan chair was very rocky and could easily make the people inside the sedan vomit out their overnight meal. However, after sitting on the warm sedan chair, he almost didn’t feel the shaking of the sedan chair. If he hadn’t opened the curtain and saw
The scenery in the mountains and forests outside was moving, and he couldn't even feel that he had already set off.
"Excuse me, please do not peek at the route. The address of Jinlou needs to be kept strictly confidential. Please understand."
When Caesar opened the curtain, the sedan bearer outside reminded him softly, and Caesar silently obeyed the other party's words and stayed quietly in the sedan. He was not afraid that the eight-carriage sedan would take him to a certain place in the suburbs of Bei'an.
Dig a pit in a deep mountain and bury them alive. At worst, there will be another bloody battle.
But after all, the eight-carrying sedan was as stable as his balance. It wasn't until the curtain of the sedan was opened by hands from the outside and a thin silk blindfold was handed in that he knew he had arrived at his destination, and he calmly said so.
He picked up the blindfold and tied it in front of his eyes, supported the stretched out arm and got off the sedan, and let the other party lead the way to the mysterious "Golden Tower".
"You can take off your blindfold now."
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Caesar heard a woman's soft whisper in his ears, and he took off his blindfold.
The dark golden world is in front of you. This is a tower-style pavilion building in Zhongtong. One floor surrounds the other. On each floor, you can lean out of the wooden railing and have a panoramic view of the entire tower. Because of this, the wooden screen carved from rosewood is
Privacy is reserved for guests between floors everywhere.
The wooden carvings on the screen, doorway, eaves, hall walls, and ceiling caisson of the tower are all inlaid with real gold. The windows are octagonal windows, with two more screens. A gilt-silver high-handled bamboo smoker stands in the corner, and the spices are scattered.
Floating out, the fragrance is lingering, like a fairyland, the whole pavilion is magnificent.
The whole world has been imitated in the carvings of these buildings. Flowers, birds, fish and insects are lifelike. There are also stories such as pine and crane prolonging the year, crane and deer spring together, three sheep kaitai, unicorn jade book, etc. are hidden in the carvings. It is dazzling and dazzling.
The gold decoration is more attached to the uncanny wood carving craftsmanship, adding a luxurious and dreamy color. This kind of scenery can be found throughout the tower building, which is dizzying.
The singing of Peking Opera surrounded the middle of the tower, and even Caesar couldn't tell which floor the resident troupe was hiding on, or behind which wooden screen. He stood in the circular corridor at the bottom of the tower.
There is a stage in the center, but there is no one on the stage.
Or maybe there is no one else in the entire tower today. It is supposed to be a luxurious building like an ancient brothel, but there is only a troupe singing Xipi Adagio. In the past, Caesar could imagine that this place should be a
It is a gold-selling cave that combines luxury, absurdity, and fantasy. He has been in and out of such places in Europe. It is a secret gathering place that only real high-ranking people know. Everything you can imagine can be found there.
Found here, rules and laws will also take a nap under the scent of incense.
Luxurious, empty, lonely.
The gold-based decoration reveals a sense of airiness that makes Caesar feel cold. Although every part of the decoration here has exquisite details that can be traced back to the past, from wood carvings to screens, from the structure of the building to the feng shui of the furnishings.
, but he still felt that everything in front of him was a crude pile,
Dazzling gold and complicated carvings are piled up in a limited space. The shocking scene is not meant to shock itself, but just to hide the deepest and lowest layers of the sky-high price pile.
Things you don’t want to expose to the light of day.
Xipi Adagio was still singing, and when he reached the section where the audience should applaud and cheer, the Jinlou was extremely quiet.
Obviously the venue was booked today, but who did it?
Caesar looked up at the top of the tower. From the bottom to the highest point, on the floors in circles, the colorful figure behind the hollow wooden screen leaned on the edge of the carved wooden railing and neatly looked toward the mysterious figure below.
The guests look at you, look at you, look drunk, or curious.
If women are flowers, then what is gathered in this hall is simply a sea of flowers covering all four seasons. Everyone who loves flowers can find their own place here.
They are the owners of this golden building. The clothes they wear span the past era. Each floor symbolizes the definition of female "beauty" in a period. The cheongsam, waistcoat, jacket, cloak and cloud shoulder exude a bookish atmosphere.
"Mr. Caesar Gattuso, the person you are looking for is waiting for you upstairs." Beside Caesar, a man dressed as a servant said softly.
"Do you know I will come?" Caesar did not move, but stood in front of the prosperous wooden railing next to the stage on the ground floor, looking at the orioles on the floor as if to say hello.
Maybe this place is not what he sees on the surface. The faces of these flowers are so full of energy, there is no sorrow or pain, and the attitude towards Caesar, the distinguished guest, is so natural for the first time.
Peaceful.
"We will take the initiative to find anyone who is trying to find us. If they are distinguished guests, it would be a sign of poor hospitality on our part to make them go to all the trouble to find us. If they are unwelcome guests," the waiter smiled politely and said nothing.
Caesar glanced at the boy and found that this guy was a woman disguised as a man. It seemed that he had not seen any other men except himself since he entered the Golden Tower. Therefore, this hall should be a place where a woman has the dominant say.
?And the person he is looking for should also be a woman?
"Does the person I'm looking for know the purpose of my coming?" Caesar decided to test it verbally first.
"How do the people below know about the master's affairs? Please ask Mr. Gattuso to follow me." The boy lifted up his trailing robe and made a gesture of invitation.
Caesar silently followed the boy up the stairs of the tower. When he reached the corner of each floor, he could see those gorgeous women sitting behind the wooden screen and looking at him. More
The flowers were playing carefree in the hall, drawing each other's eyebrows, matching each other's new clothes, smearing white frost on the smooth and beautiful backs of their companions, playing and playing like no one else.
It seems that no one really cares about the identity of this distinguished guest, what is the purpose of his arrival, or that they have seen scenes like today many times in the past. The same mysterious guest came to this golden building alone, hugging him.
Go to the top floor of the hall to talk to that person about a secret that is different but equally important, enough to change the structure of the world.
Major events that can affect the world, plans to change the situation, all of these are meaningless to these flowers. They just live here, doing what they should do, just showing off their flowers, nothing else.
Troubles can make them look sad.
There is no doubt that this place is a dusty place, but dusty places are always hidden in the city. Many major events that shocked the world in later generations were secretly finalized in this kind of place. Big shots hide in the world of mortals, and use the help of warblers and swallows.
The drama with coloratura turns those things that can change the world into a whisper.
When we arrived at the top floor of the Golden Building, it didn't look like the open floor below. Instead, it was a closed room. When he reached the stairs, the boy stopped and motioned for Caesar to go upstairs alone.
"There is no security? Aren't you afraid that I will do something that will make you regret letting me go up?" Caesar asked standing at the top of the stairs.
"The distinguished guest is joking." The boy shook his head slightly and slowly backed away from Caesar until he disappeared into the blind spot under the stairs.
Without saying a word, Caesar walked up the stairs and entered the sealed wing on the only floor of the golden building. He walked under the carved rosewood screen and talked about the golden-red bead curtain. He walked into a home space.
, if the owners of the rooms in the Golden Building are all beautiful flowers, then maybe it would be better to call this room a "boudoir"?
Caesar looked up at the center of the room, then his whole body was shaken and he couldn't move.
The decoration in the room is ancient. The most attractive thing at first glance is the oversized "Qiangongbabu Bed" in the middle. It is huge in size and complex in structure. From the appearance, it looks like there is an additional room outside the canopy bed.
A small wooden house. There is a wooden platform under the bed, which stretches two or three feet along the bed. The four corners are framed with wooden fences. Some even install windows on the fences. Tables, stools and other small furniture are placed on both sides of the corridor in front of the bed.
The word "Babu" in Qiangong Babu Bed means step, which means that you must take steps to get into bed. In ancient times, such a bed required a lot of manpower and material resources and took several years to build. Only the wealthy or
It can only be used by high-ranking officials. Generally, it is prepared for rich ladies in official families. Flowers, birds, patterns and other patterns symbolizing auspiciousness and peace are carved on the fence windows, and nurturing jade and pearls are inlaid as decorations.
Caesar remembered that a bed made of mahogany and nanmu appeared at an overseas auction before. The transaction price at that time was a full 4 million U.S. dollars, but now the bed in the private room has more luxurious specifications than the one at the auction.
, the workmanship is also more fine. Judging from the materials used and the traces of renovation, there is no doubt that this is an antique, not a product of modern craftsmanship.
But now, Caesar's eyes stopped on this bed. He was not amazed by the majesty of this bed. As the heir of the Gattuso family, just a sky-high price of a bed was not enough to shock him.
What really shocked him was the lazy and graceful figure lying on his side on the bed, hidden by the white gauze curtain.
That must be an unreally beautiful woman, wrapped in silk, lazily leaning on the jade pillow beside the bed, her head lightly supported by her right hand, a pair of golden eyes as red as boiling volcanoes separated by the white gauze curtain
Behind the curtain, through the thin green smoke of incense, he stared casually but with interest at the "uninvited guest" at the door of the wing.
There were no words, but the molten red golden eyes that symbolized everything had said everything.
There is no doubt that Caesar knew that he had found the right person. With those golden eyes, he almost imagined that the figures of two people overlapped with the woman on the bed. They both had the same terrifying pupils.
Like lava volcanoes rising from the sky to submerge the world in red lotus, huge disasters are hidden deep in their pupils, and anger is the fuse that ignites everything.
The singing voice of "The Palace" floated from downstairs, near and far, and the incense in the air made people dizzy. The woman on the bed said softly, "Heir to the Gattuso family, I have heard about you.
Troublesome guest, but now that you have found me, let me tell you, what is the purpose of going through all the trouble to see me, a 'dead man'?"
Caesar concentrated, withdrew his gaze from the pair of molten red pupils, looked directly at the woman's blurred face that was obscured by the white gauze curtain, and said lightly, "I want the original blueprint of the orthodox 'Moon' system."