The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 87 Start from the Doll

As soon as spring came, the whole Wuji County was shrouded in rain. The drizzle fell continuously, and there was a mist between the sky and the earth.

Everywhere was wet.

In this weather, the soles of everyone's feet are sticky, and mud spots are thrown everywhere when walking, making people want to throw their shoes out.

"Cultivating a relationship starts with a baby..."

Cheng Yuanzhi muttered irritably, he hated this kind of weather very much, everywhere was wet, and he felt aggrieved that he couldn't let go.

He likes the dry weather, which is dry and cool, and he is good at everything.

Looking at the female family members of the Zhen family hiding under the eaves to avoid the rain, Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't get rid of the depression in his heart.

As the weather gets warmer, they wear less and less clothes.

The exquisite figure is looming, and the youthful vitality rushes towards her face, along with the fragrance that belongs only to the girl.


In this kind of weather, Cheng Yuanzhi neither wants to go out nor practice martial arts or read a book.

Originally, he had planned to leave Zhen's house more than ten days ago, but it was spring and he was still in Wuji County.

Holding a small umbrella, Zhen Mi moved over from under the eaves in small steps.

Cheng Yuanzhi looked at her and saw no serious or serious expression on her face, only innocent joy.

So don't worry, today's Zhen Mi is just a six-year-old child, not an adult.

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However, this speculation is not necessarily correct. After all, there is no rule that a six-year-old girl cannot manage her expressions well. What if Zhen Mi's appearance is just an appearance?
What if she could switch seamlessly between childish and mature?

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuanzhi turned around and wanted to run away.

No one wants to have a conversation with an ugly, six-year-old girl who talks like she's 60.

But after turning around, he couldn't leave - someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

An immature child's voice came from behind: "Young master is so irritable, do you want to..."

"I can't do it because I'm still young, but I can give you two maids."

"They know a lot of things, including poems, songs, dances, music, and music. They know a thing or two about everything."

"Can you play the flute?" Cheng Yuanzhi asked.

"No, they can learn. Their mouths are very clever, and they can learn any musical instrument quickly."


"Xiao...it's not a musical instrument..."

"what is that?"

For the shocking words of this six-year-old girl, Cheng Yuanzhi was no stranger to it. He shook his head and did not answer this question. Instead, he looked at Cai Yan who appeared under the eaves not far away, and pointed out:

"Don't worry, the woman I want hasn't grown up yet."

Zhen Mi immediately opened her bright eyes, raised her head, looked at Cheng Yuanzhi and said, "It will take ten more winters and summers for me to grow up."

Cheng Yuanzhi shook his head and laughed, rubbed her soft temples, and said in a gentle tone: "It's okay, I can wait, you just grow up slowly."

Zhen Mi smiled with satisfaction.

Cai Yan stamped his feet and walked away angrily.

Cheng Yuanzhi quickly chased after him.

He knows that every vinegar jar must be picked up immediately when it falls over, otherwise the vinegar inside will undergo a chemical reaction, and according to the time you ignore it, it will randomly evolve into a knife, poison, explosives, atomic bomb, hydrogen bomb...

Or become a clear water.

If it reaches the stage of clear water, there is no need to save it, because this relationship has completely cooled down.

Following the eaves, Cheng Yuanzhi chased to Cai Yan's room, but was blocked by a closed door.

Cai Yan threw herself on the soft couch, her lithe body was bounced up high, and then fell down again.

She wept aggrievedly, her slender waist and plump buttocks formed a thrilling arc.

Viewed from the back, the beauty is unobstructed.

Unfortunately there was no one in the room.

As soon as this idea came to his mind, Cai Yan heard a whine at the door.

She raised her tears and looked up, just in time to see Cheng Yuanzhi put back the door that had been removed.

The most rude people are those who break in, huh!
Cai Yan secretly spat, not knowing whether he was happy or angry, he turned around and lay on the soft couch and continued to sob.

But this time the tears didn't come out, so I could only howl.

Except for crying, there was no other movement in the room.

Cai Yan cried for a while, then quietly opened her fingers and took a look.

He saw Cheng Yuanzhi's teasing and aggressive look.

She panicked immediately.

She didn't know where the panic came from. Anyway, her heart was beating very fast, and the speed soared to a very high frequency in an instant. At the same time, her body trembled slightly and was a little stiff.

I can't change my position even if I want to.

Cheng Yuanzhi naturally knew the source of Cai Yan's nervousness, and asked her with a smile, "Is it better?"

Cai Yan nodded hurriedly and said yes.

She always had a hunch that as long as she responded a little slower, something unpredictable would happen.
That guy is not a serious person who follows the rules...

Where can the person who always wants to take her to the wilderness in the middle of the night go?

Although she likes this kind of behavior very much, her education does not allow her to have any excessive behavior before marriage.

The situation was deadlocked, and Cai Yan was in a dilemma.

So, at this moment, she looks like pear blossoms with rain, and I feel pity for her.

Cheng Yuanzhi barely suppressed the violent aesthetic impulses such as Zhang Fei's big horse, hungry tiger's prey, Mount Tai's top pressure, etc., and said to Cai Yan who was lying on the soft couch: "Have a good rest and drink more hot water."

Then he opened the door and went out.

Looking at the empty room, Cai Yan thumped the soft couch angrily.

……

"Master, when shall we leave?"

Su Gei appeared out of nowhere, pressed close to Cheng Yuanzhi, and asked him with a stern face.

"At least the rain has to stop. If the rain doesn't stop, we can only stay here. You don't like riding a horse in the rain. When the time comes, the horse's back will wear off your skin."

Su Gai glanced at the drizzle outside the eaves, covered his buttocks and asked, "When will this rain stop?"

Cheng Yuanzhi also took a look at the gloomy sky, "The drizzle will never end, just wait."

While speaking, the melodious flute sound suddenly came from the inner courtyard, like crying and complaining.

Cheng Yuanzhi listened attentively for a while, then led Sugai to the inner courtyard.

He felt that the sound of the flute was not good enough, and the rhythm was wrong.

He is a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and this mistake must be pointed out.

There is absolutely no intention of breaking into the inner courtyard of the Zhen family...

Besides, what is there to see in the inner courtyard?Besides a bunch of fair-skinned and beautiful women, what else is there?
The inner court.

Zhen Mi held her chin with her little hand and was fascinated by the way the musician played the flute.

Cheng Yuanzhi came uninvited at this time, pushed open the door, and sat carelessly on the cushions in Zhen Mi's boudoir.

There are three people in the room.

A female musician in her 20s, a six-year-old Zhen Mi, and a busty woman in her 20s.

Very big.

Zhen Mi waved to the musician who had stopped, signaling her to back off, looked at Cheng Yuanzhi curiously, and asked, "Master really likes Xiao."

Cheng Yuanzhi hummed, and his eyes lingered on the big-breasted woman for a long, long time, until he felt embarrassed at her and hurriedly retreated away, then turned around and asked Zhen Mi: "Who is she?"

"Nurse."

"You are six years old."

"My four older sisters were all weaned at the age of eight..."

Eight years old... Cheng Yuanzhi suddenly felt that he seemed to have discovered a shocking secret.

The five girls of the Zhen family are all as beautiful as flowers, and their skin is like that of a porcelain doll, like jade and cream. Could this be the reason?

It seems to make sense.

Isn't the cutest age for human cubs right before weaning? At that time, the skin on their faces can be easily broken by a blow. A pit will appear if you press it lightly with your finger. Once your finger is removed, it will quickly break. recovery.

It doesn't look like an adult's face at all, it's like iron sheet, and it can't be pressed with fingers at all.

Cheng Yuanzhi reached out and took the long flute left by the musician, wiped it, and gently brought it to his mouth: "Let me play a piece of music for you."

Zhen Mi immediately clapped her hands, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, with a look of anticipation on her face.

Sitting among the leisurely walks, there is no need to compete with others.

A hundred years of time flies by, and what achievements can be achieved?

Yesterday the Jiegu urged the flowers, and now the willows are sparse and the crows are singing.

The swallows in front of the Wang Xietang Hall do not know whose house they are flying into.

The west wind rustles along the Weishui River, and the leaves rustle in Chang'an.

The hero looks back at Beiman Mountain, and the tiger fights the dragon.

Looking at the willows at Baqiao, the desolate dew is cold and windy.

In the sound of cicadas breaking, relying on the railing, I don't feel that the setting sun is late.

……

A song "Qing Ping Le Xi Jiang Yue" was played according to the rhythm of the general's order, and it must be said that it was particularly charming.

Cheng Yuanzhi also tried this for the first time.

Putting aside the lyrics, the upbeat and exciting melody alone is enough to make people's blood boil.

Zhen Mi's little slap turned red. She looked at Cheng Yuanzhi with bright eyes and said, "I'm always so happy when I'm with the young master."

"My brothers and sisters are boring."

"Master, teach me."

"I'll teach you when you grow up." Cheng Yuanzhi shook his head and said, "Blowing the flute requires a lot of breath. Children have short breaths, so they can only play the flute. It's hard to finish a sentence or even a song."

The whole family was talking about speculation, and their heads were getting closer and closer.

Sugei suddenly interjected: "This song is nice. I want to learn it too, Marshal. I have a lot of breath."

Cheng Yuanzhi was stunned, his figure returned, and he looked at him in surprise: "Xiao Dai, when did you come?"

Su Gai was stunned for a moment and said weakly: "Commander, I came with you, don't you remember?"

Cheng Yuanzhi slapped his forehead, showed an expression of sudden realization, and said again:
"I don't remember at all!"

"What are you doing here?"

"Not leaving yet?"

At this time, Su Gai finally knew what was going on, curled his lips, stood up and walked out.

He seems to remember that recently the handsome man often said a sentence: "Cultivating feelings should start with babies..."

　Or Yang Shen's "Qingpingle Xijiang Moon"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)