One Hundred Ways of Living in the Infinite Flow of Charming Physique

The courtyard is deep, and it is a very typical garden building, with three steps and one corridor, small windows and vermilion doors, plantains are separated in the wall, flowers and shadows intertwine, and mandarin ducks float in the clear water.There are scenes everywhere, because the corridors are lined with rocks and trees, so it is likely that the two are not far away from each other, and they can respond to each other but cannot see each other.

This is during the day, it only adds to the taste and elegance, if it is at night, it is a bit infiltrating.

The moment they entered the gate, all their clothes changed. Qin Manzhou and Shu Muyun's hair became longer, and their clothes were all Song Dynasty costumes.Even Tang Yage, who was originally wearing Hanfu, has made some adjustments, and the colors are no longer as bright as modern clothes.

Qin Manzhou's long hair was tied into a high ponytail by a headband, and the clothes he wore were crisp and neat, as if they were worn by a warrior.On the other hand, Shu Muyun wore a crown on her hair and wore a man's gown, looking like a literati.Qin Manzhou grinned and said, "He's pretty good at designing."

Tang Yage touched the gold hairpin on his hair that can be used as a knife: "It's okay, the hairpin didn't change my appearance."

They walked all the way in, and saw a few people standing in the lobby, they all looked like old players, they all nodded to each other when they met, and didn't say much.

They didn't talk until the last person came in.

"This time the book is mine." A handsome young man dressed as a literati raised his hand, "My name is Xie Rugu, and the book is an anthology of ancient poems." , the book suddenly disappeared.

Others also briefly introduced themselves. There were exactly ten people present, and there were three women and three men, a total of four women and six men.The other half is in literati attire, a toga with large sleeves and a belt in the wind.The girls wore uniform beige, pleated skirts, and Song Mo. They didn't have any identity, but the materials were all pretty good.

The four girls wore different colors of clothes, Tang Yage wore a yellow dress, and a girl named Cen Meng wore a red pomegranate dress.The girl named Qi Huan wore a turquoise dress, and the older lady, Yan Yayang, wore a dark blue dress.

On the men's side, the difference was in the embroidery of the clothes. The three men in literati clothes were Shu Muyun, Xie Rugu, and a young man who looked frail. They embroidered bamboo, plum and pine in turn.The clothes of the three warriors are embroidered with beasts.Qin Manzhou's clothes seemed to be embroidered with mythical beasts. Anyway, he and Shu Muyun couldn't figure out what it was after pondering for a long time. There were two people left, one embroidered with tigers and the other with wolves.

The man in the wolf embroidered clothes was smiling, and he liked to grab the conversation. He was the first to preside over the overall situation and let everyone introduce himself.The one with the tiger embroidered was gloomy. He only said his name and then didn't speak again. He just kept staring at everyone, as if he didn't believe anyone.

The man who embroidered the wolf said: "Everyone can call me Xiao Chen. Now I don't know what the color and pattern of our clothes are. It's just that there are too many words in this selection. I can't tell which one it is."

Tang Yage brushed the edge of the clothes with his fingers: "The clothes we wear are all from the Song Dynasty."

Shu Muyun sighed: "The number of words preserved in the Song Dynasty is huge, and it is even more difficult to find."

Just as they were discussing, a middle-aged man walked in quickly, and when he saw everyone, he hurriedly bowed: "Young masters and young ladies are here, it is really inappropriate to welcome you from a distance."

Qin Manzhou picked up the refreshments brought up by his servants before, and took a bite: "It's okay, it's okay, may I ask what troubles have happened to your residence recently?"

The man sighed: "That's right, I'm inviting you all here to fulfill the little girl's last wish."

He raised his eyes and sighed, "My little girl once said that she had a sweetheart, and she had decided to spend her whole life privately. However, my little girl's life was poor, so she left her parents. After thinking about it, the little girl was never married before, so she will inevitably be lonely after death. So I wanted to find her sweetheart and marry a shady marriage."

He looked at the people whose faces changed in unison, and forced a smile: "As far as I know, her sweetheart is among you."

Tang Yage was taken aback: "Then what's going on with our four girls?"

The middle-aged man closed his eyes: "Little girl... seems to like more than men."

"Ah." Tang Yage responded dryly, "This can also be orange-y."

"Anyway, it will be a good and auspicious day after five days." The middle-aged man continued to mourn, "No matter what, you have to find the sweetheart of my daughter. After my daughter and son-in-law worship heaven and earth, you can go home."

He seemed to be overwhelmed by the pain of losing his daughter, his eyes turned red, the man clapped his hands and called out: "Uncle Xu."

Then an old man with the appearance of a butler came out from the side hall, bowed his head and said, "Master."

"Talk to them about Miss." The man wiped away his tears. "I still have to buy incense candles and other things. I don't feel relieved if someone else goes. I must marry my daughter off beautifully."

Xu Bo said yes, and after the middle-aged man turned around and left, Xu Bo respectfully saluted: "In the Jiangnan generation, although our Qu family is not comparable to those rich gentry and rich merchants, it is also a scholarly family, and our ancestors were the number one scholar. Master He and his wife have only one daughter, her boudoir name is Shuanglin. The master and his wife have a deep relationship, and the lady left early, and she has not taken a concubine or remarried since then, so there is only such a son and daughter, and she is regarded as the jewel in the palm of her hand."

Uncle Xu paused and continued: "Miss was 16 years old when she went up to the mountain to worship Buddha and met her sweetheart on the way. The two of them made a private decision for life, and Miss did not marry for him. However, on the second day of Miss's birthday, her sweetheart came to see him. , she threw herself into the well."

"Among you, there should be Miss's sweetheart. Even if he is not among you, he must be among the visitors in the past few days. Please help my master find Miss's sweetheart."

After finishing speaking, Xu Bo paused, and raised his dim eyes: "By the way, it is said that our wife has been staying in the house because she couldn't let go of the master and miss. If you meet anything at night, don't be afraid."

He chuckled.Turn around and leave.

Shu Muyun sighed: "There are no clues, let's look for it first."

Xie Ruzhi hurriedly raised his hand: "I think we should inquire about Miss." As soon as he said this, his eyes suddenly dimmed, "This is a story like the Peony Pavilion. I think Du Liniang is also waiting for it like this. His willow man. When will you not wait for me, what a beautiful day—”

"Brother." Qin Manzhou shook his legs, "May I ask what you do?"

Xie Rugu sighed leisurely: "I am a novelist, and I like this kind of sad and lingering words the most."

Qin Manzhou was in awe: "Then are you going online or publishing?"

Xie Rugu smiled slightly: "Internet text."

Qin Manzhou clapped his hands and said, "Is it possible to write web articles like this?"

Xie Ruzhi nodded implicitly: "Of course not." He still looked up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle in that lingering and lingering tone, "I usually write about Su Shuangtian slapping pure love cookies."

"..." Tang Yage couldn't hold back his mouth and answered, "You don't have the same style of painting."

"Work is work, hobbies are hobbies." Xie Rugu said righteously, "Because work can't be written like this, so I can let myself go every day."

Qin Manzhou leaned into Shu Muyun's ear: "I want to introduce him to Ye Zun."

Xie Ruyi got up, and smoothed the skirt of his clothes in a gentle manner: "So is there any young lady who will show you the face and go to explore the secrets of the deep house with me?"

Except for Tang Yage, the three ladies backed away and got up one after another, expressing that they would go back to the room to rest for a while. In addition, the smiling man and the tiger-striped man didn't even look at him, and left on their own.So Xie Rugu pitifully turned his eyes to Shu Muyun: "Young master, you—"

Shu Muyun couldn't stand his eyes, and raised her hands in surrender: "Then let's go together."

"It's really an honor for Xiaosheng." Xie Rugu rushed in front of Shu Muyun, "As the saying goes, why should we meet before—"

"Stop." Qin Manzhou stopped Xie Ruyuan before his claws touched Shu Muyun's wrist, and pulled Shu Muyun into his arms, "Don't move, brother, I'm very fierce."

Xie Ruzhi tilted his head: "Does your fierceness have anything to do with me shaking his hand?"

Qin Manzhou smiled and touched Xie Rugu's dog's head: "This is my junior brother, it's okay, don't touch it. If it breaks, I'll send you to the ghost marriage directly."

Xie Rugu trembled instinctively, Tang Yage next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and half dragged him away: "Let's go, let's go and listen to gossip."

Shu Muyun, who was held in Qin Manzhou's arms, smiled lightly and said, "You still don't let go?"

Qin Manzhou let go of his hand: "I'm afraid you'll be infected by him."

Shu Muyun smiled and said, "Such a person is worthy of deep friendship." He paused, "It's very cute, and it really looks a bit like Ye Zun."

Qin Manzhou suddenly fell silent. Shu Muyun turned to look at him, but saw him staring at him thoughtfully: "What's wrong?"

Qin Manzhou hummed expressionlessly: "It's okay, let's go."

The two of them had just stepped out of the threshold, and Qin Manzhou suddenly asked, "Do you like this?"

Shu Muyun raised his hand and brushed away the slanted flower branches from the top of the bed, stepped on Luohong with his boots, and couldn't hear the sour taste in Qin Manzhou's tone for a while: "I think it's very fun and very attractive. "

Although he carefully pushed aside those flower branches, it was inevitable that there would be fish that slipped through the net, and because he was not used to long hair, he was accidentally entangled in black hair by the flower branches.

Qin Manzhou stepped forward and gently helped him untie it, walked side by side with him, pressed Shu Muyun's hair with his hands, and rubbed it: "Does it hurt?"

Shu Muyun's heart skipped a beat. The place is full of flowers and scenery, quiet and elegant. It doesn't look like a ghost, but it looks like a human world.

He turned his head and saw the wind blowing up and falling flowers, which quietly stopped in Qin Manzhou's hair, but Qin Manzhou just looked at him seriously, as if he didn't pay attention to any beautiful scenery or ghosts and gods in the world.

He only looked at Shu Muyun.

"It doesn't hurt." Shu Muyun looked away.

Qin Manzhou didn't ask any more questions.

They quickly caught up with Tang Yage and Xie Rugu, only to see Xie Rugu sighing in the wind: "All living beings are suffering."

Qin Manzhou chuckled, as if drinking a pot of old Shanxi vinegar: "Yes, all living beings are suffering, only you are sour."

Tang Yage, who had just been hurt by Xie Ruzhi, saw Qin Manzhou's yin and yang look, and couldn't help asking Shu Muyun in a low voice: "Why do I feel that he is quite sour, even though they are not sour?"

Shu Muyun: "...I don't know why he suddenly had a seizure."

In order to prevent Qin Manzhou from short-circuiting and pinching Xie Rugu, Shu Muyun, who didn't know why, hurriedly smoothed things over: "Did you find anything?"

Tang Yage pressed Xie Rugu's mouth, who was about to make a long speech about hurting the spring and autumn: "I know some gossip about the composer."

Tang Yage smiled lightly: "According to the words of their ancients, the Qu family is a single lineage, with only one son from generation to generation. I don't know how Master Qu has become a girl."

She said lightly: "It's not a good thing, because of the Qujiake woman. None of the married wives died well, and the only daughter who has been married for so many years has also passed away."