The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 71 Rejection
Two days later, Daoist Qingxuan came to Dixin Hall again.Only Shitai Yuankong and Li Xuexuan were in the room.

Daoist Qingxuan looked at his daughter lovingly, and said: "Xue'er, I haven't seen you for two years, and you have grown into a big girl."

Li Xuexuan bowed her head and remained silent.It made Daoist Qingxuan quite cramped.

Master Yuankong smoothed things over: "Xue'er hasn't seen you for a long time, and you have some identity."

Daoist Qingxuan quickly said: "It doesn't matter, it's all my fault. In the past two years, I have been busy diagnosing and treating patients and preventing and controlling the plague in various places. I really don't care much."

"He who is benevolent is a man. Kissing is the most important thing; righteousness is the most important thing. Respecting the virtuous is the most important. Killing relatives, respecting the virtuous, etc., are also born of rites." Li Xuexuan said abruptly.

Daoist Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, with shame and joy intertwined on his face, and blurted out: "Son, Daddy is sorry for you."

Li Xuexuan threw herself into her father's arms, crying like beads.

Tears welled up in Daoist Qingxuan's eyes, dripping down his cheeks.Only children can make people forget the troubles in the world.At this moment, there is no head of Qingcheng in the room, only a father, looking at his daughter lovingly, and having fun with his knees.

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Sending Xuexuan away, Daoist Qingxuan and Master Yuankong were walking on the road, Daoist Qingxuan stopped suddenly, and said seriously: "Master, I have a heartfelt request."

Master Yuankong said: "Master Daoist, you and I are not outsiders, but it's okay to say."

Daoist Qingxuan said: "I heard from Fu'er that Xue'er was in Chengdu back then and saved him, he was his savior. This time Xue'er and Fu'er passed the test and fought against the top of Qingcheng, which is enough to prove the strength of the two people. Fate is destined. If we can tie the knot, it will be a good story in martial arts. You and I regard them as our own, as elders, how about we be next month's elders together?"

Daoist Qingxuan lost his wife by mistake in one thought back then, thinking about this matter, he often broods on it.At this time, Master Yuankong knew his intention too early, shook his head and said: "I don't agree."

Daoist Qingxuan said in astonishment: "What? Fu'er is pure in heart, innocent and sincere, extremely talented, and handsome in appearance. He has also gained great opportunities in Chengdu and Nether Valley. Even Mr. Jiang and Sect Leader Tang of the Chuan Gang are very fond of Fu'er." Ergao took a look, although he lost to Xueer this time, in time..."

Master Yuankong said: "Master Daoist, Fu'er has high martial arts skills, profound blessings, and I have heard about his character. He is also handsome, and I like him very much."

Daoist Qingxuan was dissatisfied: "Why is that? But because Xue'er has a great talent, do you want her to inherit the Emei incense?"

Master Yuankong shook his head and said: "You misunderstood. Although Xue'er has quite a root of wisdom, she is the most likely person in Emei to see her nature clearly and become a Buddha in the past hundred years.

But I regard her as my own daughter, and I can't bear to let her be alone with the Buddha in her cardamom years, and live alone in the future.She should love vigorously, and should also be cared for and loved.

Such and such, Fang is not in this life. "

Daoist Qingxuan was puzzled and said, "Master, why did you stop me?"

Master Yuankong stared at Daoist Qingxuan for a long time, and sighed: "The lives of both of us have been delayed by the orders of our parents and the words of the matchmaker. Do you still want to delay your daughter and apprentice?"

Daoist Qingxuan said: "This..."

Mrs. Yuankong said: "I am not against it. I just hope that their marriage will be decided by themselves. We, the elders, don't interfere and let nature take its course. If there is a real destiny, the couple is a natural match. Of course I am happy for them."

Daoist Qingxuan was overjoyed after hearing this, bowed deeply, bowed to the ground, and said, "That's very good! Ah Ling, thank you for your answer, I am really grateful."

Master Yuankong smiled lightly, and said: "I didn't agree. What I mean is, whether you succeed or not depends on your apprentice's fortune."

Daoist Qingxuan pondered: "But, in a few days, you will return to Emei. How can you let them understand each other's mind in such a short time?"

Master Yuankong laughed and said: "It's just that you are from here. I really don't know how His Highness fell in love with you back then? I have a way... Do you think this is good?"

Daoist Qingxuan listened, stroked his long beard with his hands, and said with a smile: "That's very good!"

After the two left, a corner of their clothes was exposed behind a rock not far away, and they were silent in thought.

A round of setting sun makes the clouds on Qingcheng Mountain turn into the last splendor of the day.Bai Fu was fidgeting, walking around Qingxue Pavilion where the Emei female disciples lived.Several Emei girls walked past him quickly, and turned their heads to look at him stealthily.Afterwards, after chasing and fighting, bursts of laughter like silver bells broke out, which made Bai Fu very embarrassed.

"Senior Brother Fu, why are you here?" Yang Yichan passed by, saw Bai Fu, and hurried forward to say hello.

"Junior Sister Yang, you came too timely. Master asked me to invite my junior sister from Emei to the celebration dinner tonight. I can't go to Qingyu Pavilion, can you give me a message?" Bai Fu looked at Yang Yichan, Overjoyed.

"No problem, which junior sister from Emei?" Yang Yichan smiled, admiring Bai Fu's embarrassment with a pretty face.

"Oh...um...it's Junior Sister Xuexuan..." Bai Fu hesitated, hesitating to speak.

Yang Yichan was taken aback, and reprimanded: "She hurt you so badly, why do you care about her?"

Bai Fu said: "It's not her fault. You have seen the situation at that time. At the final decisive moment, the arrow is on the string, life and death are on the line, no one can hold back, and accidental injury is inevitable. She didn't do it on purpose."

"Okay, I'll help you!" Yang Yichan gritted his silver teeth.

"Also, bring this thing to her for me. Master said, today is also Junior Sister Xuexuan's birthday." After Bai Fu finished speaking, he handed the things at hand to Yang Yichan.

"Water and fire imprisoning the dragon sword!" Yichan saw it, and his heart was in turmoil. "Brother, this pair of swords is a relic left to you by your parents!"

"Didn't I cut off her favorite sword and give her a better sword. Well... this is also what Master meant." Bai Fu suddenly didn't know how to explain to Yichan.

"Okay, I'll definitely bring it!" Yang Yichan took a deep look at Bai Fu, feeling a dull pain in his heart, took the dagger, and ran towards Qingyu Pavilion without looking back.

"Junior Sister Yang! Sigh..." Looking at Yang Yichan's flying figure, Bai Fu felt overwhelmed with emotions.

After a long time, Yang Yichan came down from Qingyu Pavilion.

Bai Fu stepped forward and looked at each other.Yang Yichan didn't answer the call, and stopped when she was far away from Qingyu Pavilion.

"Junior Sister Xuexuan said that she is not feeling well today, so she won't be attending tonight's dinner." Yang Yichan calmly relayed. "Senior brother, she took your wish, but she said that the Water and Fire Prisoner Dragon Sword is too expensive. She can't accept it. This bottle of Jinchuang medicine is unique to Emei. I gave it to my senior brother, hoping to help my senior brother heal his wounds." After finishing speaking, Pass the Water Fire Prisoner Dragon Sword and a porcelain vase to Bai Fu.

"That's fine, that's fine..." Bai Fu stared blankly at these two things and muttered to himself.After a long time, Bai Fu forced a smile. "Thank you, Junior Sister!" After saying that, he staggered down the peak.

Yang Yichan looked at Bai Fu's lonely back, feeling great pain in his heart, tears fell down his line, splashing down the skirt of his clothes...

Neither of the two noticed that on the Qingyu Pavilion in the distance, a bead curtain was gently lowered, accompanied by a sigh...

　"Poetry of a Charming Girl" (Western Jin Dynasty) Zuo Si

　　Translation:

　　My family has beautiful daughters, Xiaoyuan and Dafang.

　　Xiaoyuan's name is Wan Su, and she has a bright smile on her face.

　　The skin is very fair, and the articulation is more articulate.

　　The hair covers the wide forehead, and the ears are like white jade.

　　Arriving at the dressing table early, the thrush is like sweeping the floor.

　　Lipstick stained lips, mouth dripping red.

　　Talking delicately, like a cannonball.

　　He loves to play with his petty temper and jumps up in a hurry.

　　I love the red tube when I write, and I can't count on writing.

　　Playing books loves white silk, reading is not what I want.

　　Knowing a few words, the arrogance soars to the sky.

　　Her sister's name is Huifang, and her face is picturesque.

　　He likes to wear light clothes, and often walks around the building.

　　I am fascinated by looking in the mirror, and always forget to weave.

　　Raise a pen to learn from Zhang Chang, and point to Zhu Lao repeatedly.

　　Applying between brows and lips is more tiring than weaving.

　　Dance Zhao dance calmly, spread your sleeves and fly bird wings.

　　When the music is played and the strings are tuned, the books go aside.

　　After a rough look at the screen paintings, I dare to criticize them if I don't understand them.

　　The painting is eroded by dust, and the true meaning is hard to understand.

　　Chasing in the garden, randomly picking unripe fruit.

　　The safflower is even with purple stalks, and the pingshi is thrown a lot.

　　In the wind and rain, greedy for flowers, I ran to see them all the time.

　　To play in the frost and snow, the shoelaces are tied heavily.

　　Eating is often boring, and snacks are more energetic.

　　The pen and ink were put away, and they were not used for a long time.

　　As soon as the rattle was heard, the slippers rushed out.

　　To make the soup boil quickly, blow the fire on the pot.

　　The white sleeves were stained with oil, and the clothes were stained black.

　　The clothes and quilts are very thick, and it is really difficult to wash when they are dirty.

　　Being pampered for a long time, his heart is higher than the sky.

　　Hearing that he was going to be beaten, he burst into tears against the wall.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)