shock!She can travel through time

In the first two days after returning to Fu County, Lin Wanwan first went to see her confidant smile and silk shop, and then, together with Xiao Yixun, looked at the running accounts of the two shops in the past few months.

The big shopkeeper of Hongyanxiao was hired by Lin Wanwan, and the small shopkeeper was Lin Mengli. The two supervised each other, and the accountant did the accounting independently. There were no mistakes, and everything was developing steadily.

As for the silk and satin shop, the original owner was still in charge of the shopkeeper, the accountant was sent by Lin Wanwan, and Nanny He, the steward of the embroidery workshop, supervised each other, and no major mistakes were made.

After checking her two properties, Lin Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief. After leaving Shan County for more than half a year, nothing out of her control happened, which is not bad.

Then she looked at the gift list that Yunshang handed over, which recorded her contacts in the Great Wall.

There are several gifts related to Xiao Chong that need to be returned, such as the set of suet jade jewelry given by Queen Dugu that year, and the keepsake ring representing the leader of the Zonghengjia Xingluo organization.

This day was Lin Wanwan's third day back in Hu County. It was the [-]th day of the [-]th lunar month in the Gregorian calendar. People in the Tang Dynasty celebrated the Lunar Calendar.

In ancient times, there were three festivals: the Shangyuan Festival on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, which is the Lantern Festival; the Zhongyuan Festival on the [-]th day of the July month, which is the Ghost Festival;

The Xiayuan Festival originated from Taoism. Taoism has three officials: heaven officials, earth officials, and water officials.On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the heavenly officials will give blessings, on the [-]th day of the July day, the local officials will forgive sins, and on the [-]th day of the October month, the water officials will relieve misfortunes.

On this day, Taoist temples are used as Taoist temples, and people worship ancestors, and it is very lively everywhere.

Lin Wanwan bought some lo-mei in modern times, and after sending Xiao Qingyu to study in Wang's private school, she asked Xiao Yixun if she would like to follow her into the Taoist temple to participate in activities, but the latter refused.

So Lin Wanwan took a few maids and Kunlun and four armed movements into the mountain to see.

Now that there is an armed trilogy, Lin Wanwan will naturally bring them as bodyguards when she travels, and the ostentation in Datang has gradually increased.

The Taoist temple is not as lively as the Buddhist temple, but today is the Xiayuan Festival, and the Taoist temple is more lively than usual.

In fact, Lin Wanwan did not go up the mountain to participate in the dojo, but she also followed the crowd and donated enough sesame oil money-a catty of pepper.

Because of her generous spending, after the dojo was done, she was arranged by the Taoist priests to rest in the most secluded wing in the back mountain.

Going out from the back door of the wing room is the most overlooked view of the whole Taoist temple, the steep slope maple forest.

In November, the maple leaves are red and colorful, giving people a sense of beauty, just like an autumn picture scroll.

Lin Wanwan hung a curtain on the only flat floor in the forest, and set up picnic props. Only Hua Nong and Kunlun, a man and a woman, were her most trusted confidantes to serve, and the rest were arranged outside the curtain.

When the autumn wind blows, the hanging white gauze sways with the wind, and the figure of a beautiful woman cooking wine is looming inside.

Lin Wanwan's pot of wine had just been scalded to [-]% before taking a bath. Xiao Chong, who only tied a Taoist bun, strode into the maple forest.

Behind him were two maids that Lin Wanwan had never seen before, and Shuqi was far behind, as if guarding the entrance of the forest to prevent people from entering by mistake.

Today's Xiao Chong is dressed in white, from the inside to the outside, even the boots and socks are white.

In order to participate in today's dojo, he burned incense, bathed, fasted for a day, and made full preparations, except that the sword in his hand was incompatible with the atmosphere of compassion.

Xiao Chong's grandfather is the most devout Buddhist believer and has a famous history.His aunt even became a nun because of this, but he treated Buddhism and Taoism equally and was not influenced by his family.

What's interesting is that he obviously has no devout beliefs, but both Buddhism and Taoism regard him as the most devout believer. No one wants to lose this noble believer.

Xiao Chong, who was dressed in white, stopped outside the curtain, separated from Lin Wanwan inside by a thin translucent white gauze curtain.

The two maids who followed him quickly placed a table and futon in front of him. They brought their own picnic tools to the meeting.

"Cousin, why are you looking for me?" Xiao Chong knelt upright on the futon and asked straight to the point.

He has always been addicted to alcohol, but he is indifferent to the smell of hot wine inside.

He is more polite than ever, and he is almost a moral role model.

Usually Tang's cousins ​​are not so reserved, and they have to separate the seats for a meal, which is obviously to avoid suspicion.

Now that a decision has been made, no matter how painful it is, Xiao Chong will not procrastinate, adding trouble to both parties.

The two met in the maple forest on the back mountain of the Taoist temple, not because of fate, but because of an appointment in advance.

Lin Wanwan didn't know if she should breathe a sigh of relief, but that's fine.

"Bring this pot of wine and these cold dishes to my cousin." Lin Wanwan looked at Hua Nong and ordered.

"Here." Hua Nong responded, and suddenly became alert.

Since Xiao Chong came here, the atmosphere has become serious in vain, making the people around him even breathe a little easier, for fear that the fault is on him.

Xiao Chong looked at the lo-mei that he had never seen before, and smiled casually: "Cousin, is this your delicacy again?"

Lin Wanwan smiled and replied, "Well, duck neck, duck tongue and sugar-fried chestnuts, cousin, give it a try."

"Thank you cousin, wait for someone to try it."

Xiao Chong, a foodie, will naturally not refuse food and wine.

The two exchanged a few words while eating through the curtain.

After a few glasses of wine, Lin Wanwan signaled to Hua Nong to hold a small wooden box and put it in front of Xiao Chong.

"Cousin, here are the gifts from Empress Xiao and others. I feel ashamed to receive them. I will return them to you today." Lin Wanwan explained.

"There is also a ring, which I can't afford, so I will return it to you. The woman related to the ring is now living in the inn in Xiaoxi Town. Cousin, you must have heard the news.

Well, thanks to my cousin for the arrangement, they really helped me a lot on this journey from Chang'an to Qiantang. "

Xiao Chong listened quietly to Lin Wanwan's words, without interruption or politeness, and when she finished speaking, he just replied "Yes" lightly.

There was no emotion at all on his always calm face, even without the white gauze curtain, Lin Wanwan couldn't see through Xiao Chong, let alone separated by a layer now.

If she listened to the voice, she couldn't hear his happiness or anger, but felt that the other party was getting more and more unpredictable.

After pausing for a while, Xiao Chong saw that Lin Wanwan had no more words, so he smiled casually: "Since the matter is over, the delicious food and wine are over, thank you cousin for your hospitality, I will take my leave."

"Wait!" Lin Wanwan called Xiao Chong, took out the things wrapped in oiled paper, and handed them to Hua Nong, "Cousin, these things must be useful to you, so I will give them to you."

Xiao Chong took it, and was a little curious about what it was, but he didn't ask on the spot, but just got up and made a cross-hand salute.

The west wind blew past, and the maple leaves fluttered down a few pieces, and Xiao Chong went away as lightly as when he came, blending into the sunset.

Lin Wanwan got up and lifted the curtain, watching his suave and tall back, which disappeared into the sunset without any haste.