Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

In the early morning of the next day, when Qingyun and his party arrived at the beach, there were already crowds of people. Everyone came in their best attire, with pious and solemn expressions.

After finally finding a relatively front seat, Murong Yanfei sighed: "I thought we came early, but I didn't expect these people to come earlier than us."

She was full of curiosity last night and stayed up all night. This morning, she urged her mother to come early to find a good seat, but it was still too late.

"Today is a special day, and people naturally respect and respect it." Sima Linghao said softly, while carefully protecting his sister who was looking around.

Zi Ke and three purple-clothed guards guarded the two siblings, while Han Yelin, Lu Po, Long Ying and several other purple-clothed guards guarded Qingyun.

Looking from a distance, the place where the sky and water meet gradually reveals a piece of fish white, and then a round of dazzling red sun bursts out. Thousands of rays of light make buddhist flowers bloom, and it seems like water waves scattered, lightly sprinkled on the boundless sea. The red sun, glow, blue sky, and blue sea form a scene that makes people feel like falling into a fairyland on earth.

"The auspicious time has come..."

Following a high-pitched voice, a hale and hearty old man who was over sixty years old with snow-white hair and beard walked up to the high altar, clasped his hands together, and muttered something, and everyone bowed their heads and knelt down.

Although Qingyun is the emperor of a country, he also goes to the countryside to do as the Romans do.

Han Yelin didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, and Murong Yanfei was more influenced by Qiao Bingying's atheism. The two siblings didn't want to kneel at first, but when they saw their mother, Sima Linghao, and Zi Ke and others, they all fell to the ground. Kneeling, I had no choice but to kneel beside my mother, but one looked disapproving, and the other secretly looked around.

All of a sudden, the whole seaside looked quiet and solemn, only the sea breeze gusts and the sound of waves.

"Quick.....Look quickly...it's a fairy...a fairy..."

I don't know who suddenly yelled in surprise, and everyone looked up at the sound.

Under the reflection of the red sun and the rays of the sun, on the vast blue sea, there is a faintly visible girl with a beautiful face, like a girl in snow-white clothes flying in the wind. , The beauty is so beautiful that people suddenly lose their souls.

"The fairy has appeared, the fairy has appeared..."

"The fairies didn't appear in the past few years, but I didn't expect to appear this year. This is a gift from heaven!"

"Growing up so big, it's the first time I've seen a fairy."

"It is said that except for our ancestor, no one has ever seen a fairy, even the old man has no chance to see it, let alone you."

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The crowd suddenly boiled, but they were worried about disturbing the fairy, so they had to suppress their excitement and watched the fairy walking slowly on the waves, all of them worshiped with ecstatic expressions.

Lu Po was amazed and excited: "That fairy is so beautiful!"

"There are no fairies in the world, they must be fake! And she is so far away, how can Aunt Lu see her beauty? Looking at the whole world, only mother is the most beautiful person, she even has mother's toes Not as good." Han Yelin curled his lips in disdain.

Sima Linghao and the others nodded in agreement.

Staring at the looming scene, Qingyun's expression was calm and indifferent, and his eyes were deep and bottomless: "Hang'er, don't talk nonsense."

"Second brother is telling the truth. Mother is the most beautiful person in the world." Seeing Qingyun's scolding eyes, Murong Yanfei stuck out her pink tongue: "Aunt Qiao said that there are no ghosts and gods in the world. Everything is just human psychology, so this fairy is either man-made or a mirage."

"Miss San, what is a mirage?" Lu Po asked curiously.

"It is due to the reverse and refraction of the light that the illusory natural scene appears on the sea surface." Murong Yanfei said, "Just like what we see now, the sun's rays pass through the clouds to have a myriad of rays. The sun shines on the sea surface and merges with the water vapor on the sea surface to form a virtual image."

Lupo and the others seem to understand but don't understand, while the two brothers Qingyun and Sima Linghao are thoughtful.

The positions of the few people were relatively forward, and their voices were deliberately lowered, so the people around did not hear the conversation of the few people.

At this time, the fairy on the sea had disappeared, and the worship ceremony was over, and the group of people followed the excited crowd to the ancestral hall built by the common people for Qingyun.

The Ancestral Hall of Sheng is located in the east of Donglai County, with mountains in the north and south and sea in the east and west. Towering trees and blooming flowers are planted all around.

Entering the thick and gorgeous towering mountain gate, there are various exquisite architectural pavilions such as theater towers, streamer poles, archways, bell and drum towers, Tibetan scripture pavilions and dressing buildings on the promenades on both sides. , or pointing to the country, or having fun with the people, the reliefs are exquisite and lifelike.

Stepping on the hundred-level stone ladder is the magnificent main hall, with stone lions guarding the gate, cornices soaring into the sky, golden and red glazed pleats glowing, and carved beams and painted buildings inside the temple. The statue of Qingyun, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, has a dignified demeanor.

The people who came in came in an endless stream, kneeling on the futons on the ground and worshiping, with reverence and piety on their faces.

"This statue is exactly like my mother, no matter the expression, eyes, or temperament are all lifelike, even the patterns on the cuffs and the hem of the clothes are carved to three points. I'm afraid it will be difficult for ordinary people to do it, unless..."

Murong Yanfei was gasping in amazement, but seeing her mother hurried forward a few steps, she couldn't help but stop talking suddenly.

And Qingyun looked straight at the statue with an excited expression, her lips moved slightly, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in her dark eyes.

Chen Yu, is that you?

I knew, after all, you couldn't bear to leave the four of us, mother and child, and leave alone, right?

Seeing that everyone was looking at Qingyun in a blink of an eye, Sima Linghao and Han Yelin stepped forward to support her and walked aside, while Zi Ke apologized to everyone and explained that it was the first time that her master saw the statue of the current emperor, so she was in a bad mood. Very excited, everyone expressed their understanding in good faith after listening, and then continued to do their own things.

Looking at the lifelike statue, Long Ying was amazed that there was a trace of sadness hidden in his eyes.

The third lady is right, only those who have the deepest affection for the master can describe or portray the charm of the master.

Could it be that Mrs. Han Huang is still alive?

Just how is this possible?

You know, when they saw Mrs. Han die in the arms of their master, even the old man Tianji who arrived suddenly shook his head and sighed, and took Mrs. Han away.

After so many years, everyone thought that Han Huangfu was no longer alive, but the master always firmly believed that Han Huangfu was still alive, and declared that Han Huangfu was only seriously ill and was bedridden, and was waiting for Han Huangfu.

Could it be that the master's sincerity and persistence moved the heavens, and is Mrs. Han Huang really coming back?

"Grandma, may I ask who painted and carved this statue?" Murong Yanfei asked an old man next to him curiously.

Looking at Murong Yanfei, who had big eyes flickering and a sweet and clear voice, the old man said lovingly, "This is the portrait of the current emperor drawn by Mr. Yun, and it was carved by the famous local sculptor Master Luo."

"The portrait drawn by Mr. Yun?"

"Yes." Without hearing the strangeness in Murong Yanfei's tone, the old man continued: "Young Master Yun not only painted the portrait, but also spent a large sum of money to build this ancestral hall, and personally supervised the construction. For a fraction of the money, it took almost a year and a half to build."

"What does that Mr. Yun look like?" Murong Yanfei asked again, Qingyun and the others also looked straight at the old man.

"Master Yun's appearance..." The old man suddenly pointed to a person not far away and said, "Here, that's Mr. Yun! Mr. Yun, someone is looking for you!" The last sentence was addressed to that person.

As the old man's voice fell, the person who had turned his back to everyone slowly turned around.

Looking at that ordinary but still handsome and elegant face, Qingyun's inexplicably excited mood suddenly cooled down, and the corners of her lips raised a touch of bitterness.

"How will you be here?"

"Xiaoyun!" striding up to Qingyun, the visitor's eyes were as bright as stars, shining with undisguised joy and affection, and his restrained voice was still gentle and intoxicating: "I will come here every year on this festival. Thinking of you coming this year too."

With fiery eyes and a familiar voice, not only Qingyun, but even Zi Ke and others were extremely disappointed: it turns out that Mr. Yun is Chu Yunyi.

Glancing at the crowd looking here, Zi Ke lowered her voice and said, "Master, Mr. Yun, this is not the place to talk."

"Master Yin (designated by the government, the main person in charge of managing the ancestral hall) has reserved a room for me. Xiaoyun can go there to rest." Seeing Qingyun nodded, Chu Yunyi immediately guided the few people Go to his room.

Holding Chu Yunyi's arm, Murong Yanfei coquettishly asked, "Uncle Chu, Xin'er misses you so much, why don't you come to the capital to see Xin'er?"

Uncle Chu is very handsome and humorous. He not only gave her a lot of novel gifts, but also told her stories. She likes Uncle Chu very much. Unfortunately, Uncle Chu is the emperor of Chu Kingdom. He can only come to the capital of Jin Kingdom every year on his mother’s birthday. .

"Uncle also misses our little boy."

Glancing at Qingyun, who was quietly drinking tea, Chu Yunyi suppressed the bitterness and loneliness in his heart, and said softly to Murong Yanfei: "Uncle wants to accompany Xiaoxin every day, but... just I can't get away from the busy government affairs, or, this time, Xiaoxin will go to Chu with my uncle, and my uncle will accompany Xiaoxin to visit the scenery and eat all the delicious food in Chu, okay?"

"Okay, okay!" Murong Yanfei nodded repeatedly.

Han Yelin curled his lips in disdain: "Food!" The eyes staring straight at Chu Yunyi were full of guard and sarcasm.

Don't think that he doesn't know, this man clearly doesn't want to drink, but it's a pity that his mother is his, this man can't even try to snatch it from him!

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