atypical prostitute

Chapter 216

Chu Juvenile has achieved success in cultivating Taoism. Although he looks like a man in his twenties, he is actually more than half a century old.Two years ago, he learned from his teacher that the last line of life had passed away, thinking that the woman had waited so long for a marriage contract, he suddenly felt unbearable, so he went down the mountain to pay homage, and put an end to this last incident. care.

The place where the woman was buried is very good, beside the Taihu Lake, on Xiaozhu Mountain, the green grass is faint and the plantains are sparse.

Because he didn't want to get involved in the world again, although he arrived early, he walked out from the hiding place with the purple bamboo umbrella and waited for the girl's juniors to leave, and looked at the small green tomb, feeling a little bit embarrassed after all.

"My heart is to the immortals. I'm afraid I won't be able to repay the debt I owe you. Fortunately, your brother's descendants are all generous and virtuous people. After a hundred years, they will become a famous family."

After reading the eulogy, Chu Qing waved the cup full of clear water in his hand in the air, and the originally hazy moonlit night suddenly had a few dark clouds, and the raindrops moistened it, pattering down, lingering and sad, so sad.

It was Hefeng and Xiaoyu who were sad alone, and a woman whispered: "Why is it raining all of a sudden?" The voice was so soft and waxy that it made people's bones go limp. Chu Qing is a person who cherishes flowers, and immediately knew that it was his illusion that caused it. Out of right and wrong, I was worrying about whether to confess to the innocent person who suffered the crime, and suddenly thought that it was already the climax of the moon at this time, how could any woman sacrifice late at night.

Most of them are mountain spirits and wild monsters.

Thinking of this, he also felt relieved, this place has always been very dark, and more than 20 years ago, the entire Shen family was wronged and buried.Even though Shen Qingyi was a loyal and powerful person, even if he died unjustly, he would not turn into a ghost to harm others, but there were more than a hundred members of the Shen family who died innocently, so there was unavoidable resentment.Chu Qing's temperament is indifferent, so he naturally disdains the stupid loyalty of the Shen family, but he can't help feeling sad when he thinks that the land under his feet is deeply favored by the Shen family.He also thought that the woman who had a bad relationship with him was buried next to Shen's tomb. If a ghost bullies others, the woman is born weak. If the time of reincarnation is delayed because of this, it would be a big mistake.

Then he recited a Daoist slogan and went to the place where the sound came from.

Walking along the Qingshi path for less than twenty steps, I saw a big tree covered in moss. The tree was combed by the rain and was already wet. Beside the tree was a pavilion whose red paint was mostly peeled off. On the stone steps in front of the pavilion stood several pale The girl in the clothes, dressed as a servant girl, holds a white paper lantern, and in the center stands a young man with a handsome face.

The young man in white stood in front of the pavilion, so that Chu Qing was used to the dusty demeanor of the teachers and uncles on the mountain. When he saw them, his heart trembled. It has become the poignant beauty of wind and rain.

Sure enough, he is a bewitching evildoer, yet he is born so beautiful!
Chu Qing thought to himself, savoring carefully by the light, he found that the young man in white had a soft and beautiful face, and the corners of his eyes and brows were even more charming than ordinary women. If it weren't for his extremely high stature and wearing men's clothes, he might have already regarded him as a woman.

Such a pity.

While feeling emotional, the young man saw that Chu Qing was rude and coughed. Chu Qing realized that he had lost his composure, and saw a very graceful woman in brocade clothes wearing a soap gauze veiled hat sitting in the pavilion.Although he disdained mountain spirits and ghosts, he saw that this group of "people" was quite like everyone, so he obeyed the rules, bowed his head in salute, and said: "Xiaoke's surname is Chu, and he goes to the mountain to worship and sweep during the day. I don't want to be greedy for a while. At the hour, I accidentally twisted my foot again. It is just melancholy when I see the wind and rain. I am happy to see the lights in your place, and I shyly come to disturb you, but I don’t know if your master can make it easier for me to sit in the pavilion for a while?"

"The pavilion is not my family's property, Mr. Chu directly manages to enter it."

It was a noble woman wearing a veiled hat in the pavilion who was speaking. Hearing her gentle and domineering nobility, Chu Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion. , What a pity!
While thinking about it, the plain-clothed servants gave way, and Chu Qing walked into the pavilion pretending to limp, and saw several thin bamboo mats spread out in the pavilion, and a woman with a veiled hat sat on it, with a noble posture, very extraordinary.

Just as he was about to pay his respects, a servant brought out a brocade curtain, which was placed in the center, following the teaching of the sage that "men and women have different seats".

To hide his shame, he could only look around pretentiously, and saw a white jade embroidered carriage parked in the shadow behind the pavilion, pulled by eight unbleached Yezhao lion horses, and more than twenty guards with knives standing beside the carriage , despite the wind and rain, it is as firm as a rock. If it is not a first-class wealthy family, it cannot have this kind of style.

Thinking that everything he could see was ghosts and illusions, Chu Qing looked around with extra care, and saw that although these women were all ghosts, they all had delicate features and graceful advances and retreats. There is a sense of rise and fall in my heart.

These women should have a good home.

Chu Qing was originally a pedantic person who kept the etiquette, but when he thought about the separation of yin and yang, he didn't stick to the difference between men and women, so he asked through the curtain, "Dare to ask the master's family name?"

"My surname is Bai." The young man in white clothes with enchanting eyebrows said in a good voice. Chu Qing was not surprised when he heard that his surname was Bai. No wonder.

He looked sideways and asked: "Qingming sacrifice, why did the lady stay so far?"

"Aren't you also late at night?" The boy surnamed Bai curled his lips and said, his words were already a little angry, Chu Qing knew that he must think that he was still a living person, sticking to the distinction between men and women, but he didn't say anything, but it was the woman on the other side of the curtain , softly said: "I'm not from the Shen family, and the Baijian sacrifice will inevitably attract criticism. I only went up the mountain late at night."

"Oh."

Hatchback was speechless.

On a rainy night, the water vapor is heavy, and the water vapor is contaminated by the fragrance of clothes and spreads out. In the small pavilion, there is a sense of fragrance and warmth.

Xiangshu and Danshu are originally of the same way, and Chu Qing naturally has a lot of research on the tastes of these wealthy women. He frowned and savored carefully, and identified the fragrances as ambergris, borneol, agarwood, musk, tonka, Grinding sandalwood, angelica, etc., refining the honey and mixing it evenly, when it is in the shade, it is placed together with gardenia and other flowers, soaked for a long time, and finally this vein is lingering and charming, which lasts for a long time.It's just that there is a trace of raw material in the fragrance, which looks like musk deer but not musk, like a flower but not a flower, with aloofness and coldness, reminiscent of the white lotus blooming in the ice and snow, although he has a deep knowledge of fragrance, he can't tell the difference.

Most of this incense was the woman's favorite during her lifetime, and after her death she was buried with her in the tomb, it actually infects her soul.

"The fragrance used by the lady is very extraordinary. Especially the white lotus..."

"Sir, can you tell the fragrance of white lotus?"

"I'm ashamed to say that Xiao Ke has been obsessed with incense for several years, but I don't know what this incense is? I don't know if my wife can give me a little."

"Mr. is a person who knows incense and understands it. Why not ask for incense?"

The woman in brocade clothes smiled lightly, and immediately a servant girl came out of the curtain and offered a lacquer incense box with a golden peony inlaid with eight treasures.Suo Xiang was originally a whim, and Chu Qing was a little embarrassed when he didn't want the woman to give the incense. This woman, so elegant, turned into green smoke, feeling conflicted and hesitant.

On the other hand, the woman in brocade clothes saw that he had not taken it for a long time, and said, "Sir, do you think the gift of incense is frivolous?"

"This--"

"Mr. has a familiar smell."

The woman smiled lightly. At this time, the rain had stopped, and a little white light appeared on the sky. Thinking that the beauty would turn into green smoke at sunrise, Chu Qingdun couldn't bear to stay. , strode away.

There was a cry of "Sir, your feet..." behind him, but Chu Qing turned a deaf ear to it. He walked away with his green shirt hanging out, feeling very happy in his heart.

until--

I saw Mrs. Ye walking from the map.

On the picture scroll, the jade-made-up chariot is exactly the same as the chariot seen on the night of the sacrificial sweep, and the costumes of the saber guards and brocade-clothed servants serving the chariot and horses are also exactly the same as those seen that night.

According to the handbook, Mrs. Ye was born in the Fu family in the north, and Shen Liji, the aunt of the Fu family, is the youngest daughter of Shen Qingyi. From this relationship, it is not wrong for her to pay homage to the Shen family late at night.

Thinking that what he met that day might not be a ghost, Chu Qing's heart was covered with dust.

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The rain in the valley is rich, and the peach blossoms from the mountain temple, which are almost exhausted, flow into the mansion of the governor of Yangzhou mixed with the spring water, slide over the Linglong stone, and fall into the green pool full of lotus leaves, causing the peach blossom fish to compete for food.

Leaning on the railing, there is a beautiful woman with high green clouds and a thin layer of powder. She is still fascinated by the petals of peach blossoms on the flowing water. The slanting wind blows her clothes and belts, but she doesn't know it.

Panicked footsteps suddenly sounded from behind, and the servants who were holding their breaths were concentrating on saluting one after another, but the people who came didn't stop, and quickly ran behind the woman, panting.

"But something happened in Beijing?"

The woman turned her head casually, took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped the fine beads of sweat on the forehead of the charming and unparalleled young man.

"I don't know which wandering Taoist priest the queen mother heard. She thought that Yangzhou had the spirit of the emperor, so she found a monk with some morals, worshiped him as a celestial master, and sent him to Yangzhou to do things cheaply."

"Tianziqi? Why did she suddenly believe this?"

"Because that celestial master is Jun Fengxi's nephew! It was Jun Fengxi who recommended him to Empress Dowager Pei!"

Bai Yinmei said with a gloomy face that he was Jun Fengxi's half-disciple, but he felt disgusted just thinking about this cheap master.

"Since he is his nephew, the theory of the emperor's anger must be true."

Li Ci said lazily, she has been a human being in two lifetimes, and has experienced all kinds of weirdness, knowing that there is indeed a pair of hands that turn the rain and clouds in the vastness, but she has always been skeptical about the fate of this ghost.

"Where and who should the Son of Heaven be, is there any mention of it in Mr. Jun's letter?"

"No, but the Empress Dowager Pei obviously put the blame on us. This time, the Celestial Master Xuan was sent to target you and the child. There is also the surname Jun, who promised not to hurt you, but once Do something immoral for the first time!"

Bai Yinmei said worriedly, seeing the undisguised ferocity on his face, Li Ci knew that he had greeted Jun Fengxi's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart again, and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Jun may have His reasons are not certain."

"Of course he has his own difficulties. Every faction has to please, how can he not work hard!"

Bai Yinmei said angrily, and handed the letter to Li Ci.

Li Ci watched slowly. Although Jun Fengxi recommended Chu Qing to the Empress Dowager Pei, she also clearly stated in the letter that Chu Qing is a sentimental person who thinks he is indifferent and unrestrained. This time when he goes to Yangzhou, he will definitely be contaminated , is nothing to worry about.If things change, he will personally go to Yangzhou to deal with the follow-up.

"He's not as bad as you say."

Li Ci chuckled, crushed the letter paper and threw it into the water.

The koi swarmed up and smashed the peach blossom paper that became wet and heavy immediately after entering the water.

"This time, maybe the snipe and the clam will fight each other, and the fisherman will benefit."

Before she finished speaking, a ray of wind blew through her fingers, passed over the carved eaves, flew to an alley, passed through the wooden door, slid over the clear bamboo, and finally stopped at the fingers pinching the gold-painted peony inlaid with eight treasures. tip.

Spring is coming to an end, and my mind is in a mess.

(End of this chapter)