Chapter 1196 Mu Yue

【Xipi Adagio】

"Yang Yanhui sat in the palace courtyard thinking and sighing,

I remember how miserable things were back then.

I'm like a caged bird that can't 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,

Only blood flowed into rivers and mountains of corpses piled up.

"

The beautiful, delicate and lyrical Xipi Adagio surrounds the tower-structured building, as if it was coming from a dream, and the old opera 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 was pasted on it, and everything seen through the gold foil was 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 and standing guard in front of a sedan chair. In the government, these people can ride in the eight-carriage sedan chair. The luxurious sedan has a silver cloth top, a yellow cover below, and red wefts. This is the configuration for transporting 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 of 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 Golden Tower. 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 with one foot. He has something he is determined to find out, and it is inevitable that he will be put in danger.

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 meals. 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 bearer outside reminded him softly. 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, a woman's soft whisper rang in Caesar's 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 an unobstructed view of the entire tower. Because of this, the wooden screens carved from rosewood are Privacy is reserved for guests between floors everywhere.

The wooden carvings on the screen, doorway, eaves, hall walls, and ceiling caisson in 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 springing together, three goats blooming, Qilin Jade Book, etc. are hidden in the carvings. The dazzling gold decoration is 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 filled 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 was no one else in the entire tower today. It was supposed to be a luxurious building like an ancient brothel, but there was only an opera troupe singing Xipi adagio. In the past, Caesar could imagine that this place should be a gold-selling cave that combined luxury, absurdity, and fantasy. He had also been in and out of such places in Europe. It was a secret that only real high-ranking figures would know. A gathering place where everything you can imagine can be found, where rules and laws take a little 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 pile of crude things.

Dazzling gold and complicated carvings are piled up in a limited space. The shocking scene presented is not 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.

It was obvious that the venue was booked today, but who did it?

Caesar looked up at the top of the tower. From the ground floor to the highest point, on the floors in circles, the colorful figures behind the hollow wooden screens leaned on the edge of the carved wooden railings and neatly looked toward the mysterious figure below. The guests looked at or looked at her, either drunkenly or curiously.

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, and the costumes they wear span the past era. Each floor symbolizes the definition of female "beauty" in a period, including cheongsams that exude a bookish atmosphere, waistcoats, jackets, cloaks, and cloud shoulders. ,skirt. The servant girl has a swallowtail hairstyle, double braids, long curls, and the braided hair is dazzling.

"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 that I will come?" Caesar did not move, but stood in front of the prosperous wooden railing beside 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 their attitude towards Caesar, the distinguished guest, is so natural. Peaceful and 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 boy 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 never seen any other male except himself since entering the Golden Building. So this hall should be a place where a woman takes the lead? And the person he is looking for should also be a woman?

"Does the person I'm looking for know the purpose of my visit?" Caesar decided to test him verbally first.

"How can the people below know about the master's affairs? Please ask Mr. Gattuso to follow me." The young man lifted 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 played carefree in the hall, drawing each other's eyebrows, matching each other's new clothes, applying 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 and the purpose of his arrival. In other words, they have seen scenes like today many times in the past. The same mysterious guest came to this golden building alone. Go to the top floor of the hall to talk to that person with a different but equally important secret that can change 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. The big shots hide in the world of mortals and use the help of warblers and swallows. The play with the coloratura turns the things that could change the world into a whisper.

When we reached the top floor of the Golden Building, it didn't look like the open floors 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 come 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 this room would be better called "boudoir"?

Caesar looked up to the center of the room, and then he was so shaken that 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 an additional room outside the canopy bed. cabin. There is a wooden platform under the bed, which stretches two or three feet along the bed. The four corners of the bed 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. It could only be used by wealthy or prominent official families. Generally, it was prepared for rich ladies in official families. On those fence windows Carve patterns such as flowers, birds, and patterns that symbolize auspiciousness and peace, and inlay nurturing jade and pearls as decorations.

Caesar remembered that there was a bed made of mahogany and nanmu that 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 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 that are as red as boiling volcanoes separated by the white gauze curtain Behind the curtain, through the thin green smoke of incense, he stared at the "uninvited guest" at the door of the wing casually but with interest.

There were no words, but the molten red golden eyes that symbolized everything had said everything.

There was no doubt that Caesar knew that he had found the right person. With those golden eyes, he almost had a vision of two people overlapping with the woman on the bed. They both had the same terrifying pupils, just like They are lava volcanoes rising from the sky to submerge the world in red lotuses. Huge disasters are hidden deep in their pupils, and anger is the fuse that ignites everything.

The singing voice of "Sitting in 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."