White tea legend

Chapter 183 The Eternal Bride

The Hall of Eternal Life is resplendent, with glazed lanterns pouring soft light.

Gao Lishi walked gently into the silent palace carrying a bowl of carefully cooked Tremella fungus and lotus seed soup.

I saw the saint sitting in front of the dragon table with a frown on his face, his expression vaguely displeased. His forehead wrinkled slightly, as if troubled by the suffocation in his heart.

Gao Lishi saw it in his eyes and felt anxious in his heart, so he laughed softly and said: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, please try this Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup. It's sweet and moist, just right to cool down the fire."

The saint raised his head and his eyes fell on the bowl of crystal clear soup. As the steam steamed, a hint of the aroma of lotus seeds and white fungus filled the air, as if it could instantly soothe his tense nerves. He reached out and took the soup contained in the jade bowl. His fingers touched the bottom of the bowl, and warmth spread throughout his body through his fingertips.

The sage gently blew on a few pieces of white fungus floating on the surface, and tasted it carefully. The sweetness of the lotus seeds and the lubrication of the white fungus immediately merged in the mouth, making it as refreshing as nectar.

Gao Lishi stood aside and watched the saint's expression gradually soften, and the worries in his heart also dissipated.

"Your Majesty, please press it for you!"

As Gao Lishi spoke, he skillfully washed his hands and smoked them with a sachet to ensure they were clean and fragrant. Then he walked quietly behind the saint and carefully massaged the saint. Gao Lishi's technique was extremely meticulous. His thumb gently pressed on the saint's temple, slowly making circular motions with just the right amount of force, sometimes gently rubbing, sometimes relaxing the pressure. Each movement was smooth and natural, as if he had the power to transform decay into something magical. magical effect.

With Gao Lishi's massage, the saint felt the pressure on his head gradually dissipate, and his whole body gradually relaxed. Gao Lishi's eyes were focused and peaceful. His actions were not only a form of service, but more like a tacit communication. He seemed to be able to feel every trace of tension in the saint's body slowly fading away.

"It feels so much more comfortable." The saint closed his eyes and sighed with a hint of satisfaction in his voice. Hearing this, Gao Lishi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but said nothing. He just continued his massage until the saint was completely relaxed, then he quietly stopped.

The lights in the Hall of Eternal Life are brightly lit, but there is no noise at all. There is only a tacit understanding between a master and a servant.

"His Majesty's harem has not had new members for a long time." Gao Lishi said softly.

"Vulgar and vulgar...annoying..." The saint stood up.

Gao Lishi hurriedly called for Xu Hezi.

The sage loves music. Whenever he is upset, he can calm down as long as he listens to Xu Hezi's singing.

The saint liked music and set up a pear garden and a teaching workshop in the palace. The Liyuan mainly teaches Dharma songs used in religious activities such as sacrifices. The Jiaofang is mainly responsible for teaching and performing songs and dances. The Jiaofang is divided into left and right Jiaofang. The left Jiaofang is good at dancing and the right Jiaofang is good at singing.

Xu Hezi was born in a family that has been engaged in music for generations. Because of his outstanding singing talent, he was elected to the court and became an insider of Yichun Court in Youjiaofang.

Because she was from Yongxin, Jizhou, everyone inside and outside the palace called her "Xu Yongxin".

This time the Huaqing Palace was spending the summer, and the saint brought over many musicians from the Liyuan and Jiaofang from the Forbidden Garden.

Xu Yongxin was summoned to the Palace of Eternal Life, and she was accompanied by a band with strings and pipes playing in unison.

In the hall, smoke curled up, and the brocade tent was filled with light. The emperor sat on the dragon chair, and everything he looked at was luxurious and solemn. Everyone in the palace filed in, but Xu Yongxin was the only one who stood out. With a command, the music rises and the song rises. Yongxin opens his red lips lightly, like beads falling on a jade plate, crisp and sweet.

"The lonely lamp reflected in the window has dried tears, and it is difficult to sit alone and contemplate the dream. Under the moon, who can share my sorrows? My love for you is as deep as the sea. I sleep with regrets for a long night, asking if I have pity..."

Xu Hezi's singing echoed in the hall, which had the tenderness and sweetness of the Jiangnan water town, but also the boldness of the northern scenery. The band accompanies its melody, sometimes as delicate and gentle as gurgling water, sometimes as exciting and high-spirited as a violent storm.

The saint closed his eyes and listened, intoxicated by the singing and music. The appearance of a woman suddenly appeared in front of him:

She wore a tight-fitting riding outfit that outlined her graceful figure, and she wore a colorful feather coat embroidered with gold threads, which reflected the sun. With a silver bell-like command, the horses on the court galloped out like arrows. The woman is riding a horse and swinging a golf club, her posture is elegant and vigorous. Every shot is accurate, every turn is flexible and elegant. Every time she takes a shot, it seems to follow some kind of secret music, and people can't help but cheer for it. The wind blew through her bun, revealing a light smile. The woman seems to be not only playing ball, but also enjoying the freedom and happiness of this moment. The whip was whipped lightly, and the sound of hitting the ball was like the beat of music, stirring the hearts of everyone on and off the field.

As the game progressed, the women's team gradually gained the upper hand. In the end, amid cheers, the team she led emerged victorious. She turned around and looked at everything with a smile, full of charm...

The saint opened his eyes suddenly. There was no heroic figure on the polo field in front of him, only Xu Hezi singing loudly.

As the last note ended, the hall fell into silence, leaving only the lingering sound.

But the saint felt extremely disappointed in his heart. He no longer had the excitement he felt when listening to Xu Hezi singing in the past. Instead, he asked her, "Mrs. Yong Bride, what is the name of this song?"

"The eternal bride." Xu Hezi replied.

The saint nodded, presented gold, silver and colored silk as a reward, and waved Xu Yongxin and the band to leave.

On the side, Gao Lishi was beating in his heart: Even the bride can't make the saint happy. What is the saint's heart?

……

Deep in the mountains, the clouds are misty.

Bai Cha and Shi Jun walked side by side.

With undulating peaks and cliffs, the two of them trudged along overgrown paths, looking for traces of rare herbs.

The two of them walked to a cliff. Shijun was so focused on searching for medicinal materials that he unknowingly took bigger and bigger steps and almost slipped off the steep cliff. At the critical moment, Bai Cha waved his sleeves and cast a gentle spell, turning into an invisible force and holding him firmly.

The fear in Shijun's heart was suddenly replaced by surprise and envy.

He stood still, looking at the light white tea in front of him, his eyes shining with yearning, and said: "Sister Bai Niang, how great would it be if Shijun could also master such magic power?"

Bai Cha smiled slightly, but did not directly respond to his desire.

She turned to point at the undulating green hills in the distance and spoke slowly: "It is not easy to practice in the human world and seek immortality. However, what is written in medical books is also a way to save people. If you are willing, I can teach you medical skills. ”

When Shijun heard this, a new path seemed to open before his eyes.

These days, he has been in Lu Yu Thatched Cottage, following Bai Cha and others, receiving patients. He knows that even if he cannot become a miraculous immortal, if he can learn good medical skills, he can still help the world and bring peace to people in this world.

So he said excitedly: "If so, that would be great. Thank you, Sister Baicha."

After saying that, he solemnly bowed his hands to Bai Cha.

Bai Cha hurriedly waved his hand, telling him not to be polite.

The two siblings were interacting politely with each other, when they heard a girl's voice coming from the grass nearby: "Old friend, you're welcome and well!"

The voice seemed so distant that Bai Cha couldn't tell who was speaking.

So I stepped forward to investigate...