Anomalous Ability Named World Literature

The sunny yard is very peaceful.The later shikigami are still there, and neither are the cherry blossom trees.

But it was not deserted, the little paper man was busy.

Unable to go home for a while, Xiaoxue did not waste time, but continued to study.

Her newly drawn superpower comes from the French writer Hugo.

【Victor Hugo: Les Miserables】

Xiaoxue feels very lucky about the newly drawn supernatural ability.At least it's not an unfamiliar language, otherwise she would have to pass the language barrier all over again.

She is familiar with French.She is also familiar with French literature.

She sat on the porch reading Hugo's early poems.

Qingming was writing beside the desk, and glanced at His Highness from time to time.

His Highness has a leisurely and elegant posture, a beautiful side face, and a graceful back, and he is serious about reading.

He had seen the words in that book before.It is a foreign language.

Qingming was so fascinated that he almost dripped ink on the paper. He dipped the nib of the pen to the edge of the inkstone to remove excess ink.Looking up again, he saw His Highness frowning slightly, and sadness appeared in those crescent-like eyes.

Qingming didn't like His Highness's expression, so he hardly thought about it. He put down his pen, and motioned for the little paper man who brought the cakes to pass him the tray.

He came forward with the pastry himself.

"Your Highness, would you like some sweet cakes?"

Xiaoxue is having a hard time reading, poetry is always the most strenuous to read.

Qingming put the small dish on the low table and sat down. His temperament is clear and gentle, and the beauty of a fox exudes charm under his temperament.

Xiaoxue turned her head and was amazed by this beauty.

"Ah good." She suddenly thought, Tongziwan has really grown up, "Thank you."

Qingming smiled gently, with the tails of her eyes upturned, "Is the book His Highness is reading written in an overseas place?"

"Correct."

Xiaoxue thought about it, and since the Capet dynasty in 939 AD, French has become the only official language in France.Modern French was almost finalized during this period.It's about the same time.

Qingming scribbled a line in the air, "Then, what does this sentence mean?"

"Back then, His Highness left some paper manuscripts, and this sentence was written on the top one... I will remember it if I don't pay attention."

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It is a poem by a French poet.

Xiaoxue dug out from her memory that there seemed to be such a thing.At that time, Lantang's father asked her to write a self-criticism, and when she was summoned by Qingming, she left the manuscript with Qingming.

She seems to have written some other messy content on the manuscript.

Seimei seemed a little guilty, his eyelashes were trembling.

I'm the last passer-by on your way,

The last spring, the last snow,

The last battle for survival.

Xiaoxue read out the Chinese of this poem.

With a smile, it doesn't matter.

At the end of the Muromachi shogunate period, probably in the [-]th century, a Portuguese merchant ship was shipwrecked at sea and drifted to Kyushu in the age of great voyages. Japan had contact with the West for the first time.At this time, the main western countries we contacted were Portugal and Spain.Until later, the Tokugawa shogunate began to close the country, and this period was the Netherlands.

A line of French poetry doesn't matter.

This poem is a poem that Tongzimaru has always kept in his heart.

He didn't ask at that time, cowardly.

Qingming asked, the meaning of this poem is really...unlucky.

He stretched out his hand to erase the characters left in the air, and sighed, "This poem is really sad."

Xiaoxue couldn't remember why she wrote this poem at the time, probably because she happened to see it.

She feels like a poet's declaration of all-or-nothing to the one he loves.

"Sad?"

Qingming didn't look at Xiaoxue, but refilled her with water. His hand was steady, watching the water flow out of his mind, "This is like a confession when a person is very old and remembers his lost lover."

Xiaoxue didn't quite understand.

But Seimei was right. The poet was indeed in his twilight years when he wrote this poem.

She wanted to ask again.

There was a knock on the courtyard door.

The courtyard door opened automatically, and a hearty male voice came from the door: "Qingming! The Santiao mansion has produced an unworldly sword. It is said to be beautiful, and it is rare that Fusangshen has been born not long after it was born."

"How about it, Qingming, I'm going out today..." The visitor walked around the green plants through the courtyard gate, and suddenly fell silent.The footsteps also stopped, and the whole person was like a statue.

This is an aristocratic son from Heian-kyo period, dressed in aristocratic attire, but with a samurai-style boldness and straightforwardness.

Xiaoxue guessed that this person was probably Yuan Boya.

Genji's noble son and Abe Seimei's best friend.

Yuan Boya came from a noble family, and when he was with his friend Qingming, he saw many places with superhuman appearance.But this one...His Highness is like a celestial maiden in the moon palace. She is so beautiful and indescribable. She just sits there quietly, but she looks like a moon.

He subconsciously looked at Qingming.

It is rumored that when Qingming was still young, she was able to summon a unparalleled goddess as a shikigami.

Some of the apprentices of Yinyangliao once did not hesitate to use the forbidden techniques at home to form a team to surround Qingming.At that time, that goddess came into the world gracefully and protected Seimei.

The goddess is aloof and gentle, making all participants write their own confessions and giving them a chance to admit their mistakes and correct them.

Some of them turned around and confessed their crimes, changed their minds, and now they are all well-known onmyojis.

But those people who still have malicious intentions can no longer use Yin Yang, lose all their luck, or reap the consequences of themselves, or become evil spirits and have been cured.

This incident has been circulated in Beijing for a while, as an anecdote.

All the people who mentioned the Goddess spoke in the same way. They only said that the Goddess was unparalleled in the world, but they refused to say anything else.

After Yuan Boya got to know Qingming, he once asked about the goddess.

Qingming just smiled and didn't answer. He was stunned by a few words, and he forgot to ask. When he came back to his senses, he had already been seen off.

After several times, he wisely stopped asking.

Ah, no, once—he heard a few words from Seimei.

It was a one-day festival, and the full moon was bright and clear.He and Qingming drank under the moon, and Qingming drank a few more glasses looking at the moon.

Qingming suddenly murmured: "The moonlight is very good, Your Highness thinks it's also very good."

He guessed that the goddess probably came from the moon?

So, is the one in front of you the Moon Palace Goddess?

Yuan Boya's eyes lit up, he walked up to Qingming, and patted Qingming on the shoulder to express his congratulations. As a good friend, of course he could see that Qingming didn't talk about the goddess but was obsessed with it.

He heartily introduced himself to Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue returned the gift.

She originally wanted to say her name, but at this moment, she realized that she had known Qingming for so long, and she hadn't told Qingming her name yet.

She paused, and suddenly remembered what the envoy said on the stone bridge.

——"The name is a curse. It's better not to entrust the name to others lightly."

By coincidence, Xiaoxue swallowed back her name.

Yuan Boya was in high spirits, and he followed Qingming to address Xiaoxue as His Highness.

Rediscovering what I originally wanted to say, "The new sword of Sanjo Zongjin has attracted the minds of many important people, and they all try to put it on their own knife holders. It will be difficult."

According to Boya's identity, it is easy to go to any mansion to appreciate the treasures.

But the nobles' saber rewards have a sense of ritual.

The point is not the knife, but pomp and display.

Yuan Boya is very grateful for this.

Qingming smiled and said nothing, but handed the pastry to His Highness again, "Your Highness, try this."

Seeing that Seimei was indifferent, Yuan Boya focused on persuading Xiaoxue, "Your Highness, are you interested? I heard that the precious sword is also related to the moon."

Xiaoxue bit the pastry, swallowed it, and asked curiously, "What kind of knife is it?"

"Sanri Yuezong is near."

"Ah, this one." Xiaoxue really knows this knife, one of the "Five Swords in the World", and is known as the most beautiful blade.

It was Kanban Lang in the sword game that Wu Yue played, and he was Wu Yue's favorite.

Wu Yue said, Grandpa has a kind of cute contrast, obviously beautiful and unprovoked, but unexpectedly off-line.

Seimei saw Xiaoxue's movement.

Another glance at Boya.

"Then let's go this way." Qingming asked Xiaoxue with a smile, "Would you like to go, Your Highness?"

"it is good!"

"Great!" Yuan Boya heaved a sigh of relief, and finally lived up to the trust of Master Sanjo Zongjin.

Boya has already prepared the hazy car.

Sanjo Zongjin is a well-known swordsmith, and his mansion is not too small.

A huge cherry blossom tree was also planted in the courtyard, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, covering most of the mansion.

It is a very old cherry tree.

Xiaoxue took a few more glances.

A little familiar.

Qingming was always paying attention to His Highness's movements, and immediately said: "Your Highness, why don't you wait here to enjoy the flowers? You may have to wait a little longer to appreciate the knife."

Xiaoxue looked away from the blossoming cherry blossoms, puzzled.

"Master Sanjo Munachi probably has something else to tell me. It will take some time."

Yuan Boya touched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "Qingming, you guessed it."

He met Sanjo Zongjin when he was returning to his mansion from the bottom.Zong Jin earnestly begged him to invite Qingming to the mansion in the name of rewarding the knife.

Fu Sangshen near Sanri Yuezong had some problems.

But Sanriyue is now attracting the attention of the whole city, so it's really not good for him to make a big splash and invite the Onmyoji to come to his door.

As a samurai, Yuan Boya has a high degree of affection for the swordsmith and is also very concerned about this sword, so he agreed to the matter straight away.

After Qingming and Boya left.

The maidservant in Zongjin's mansion blushed and arranged tea tables and cushions for Xiaoxue to enjoy flowers.

Xiaoxue smiled and thanked.

The maid hurriedly waved her hands, covered her face and stepped back.

She was alone in the yard.

The cherry blossoms are flying, and the falling petals are colorful.

A petal fell into her cup.

Xiaoxue raised her teacup, and suddenly her expression changed.

Is there... someone?

She turned away.

"Your Highness is well, and Yue Zong will be near in the next three days." A steady voice said.

Sanri Yuezong was born not long ago. Even though he was born with strong spiritual power, his Fusangshen still maintains a young form.

She was so young that she only reached Xiaoxue's chest. She was wearing complicated and gorgeous clothes. She was young but could see her beautiful face at a glance. Her long blue hair almost reached the ground. Those eyes with the crescent moon in them were cold and indifferent, like It is a god.

Although Fu Sangshen wears the word "God", he is actually a monster.

But this Dao Jian Fu Sangshen does not have the slightest evil spirit on him, but is born with a kind of divinity.

However, no matter how godlike he is, Toujian Fusangshen is small and still has baby fat.

When he saluted, Xiaoxue even saw the little dimples on his little hands.

Three words echoed in Xiaoxue's mind - good, so cute.

Xiaoxue's cute spot was hit hard.

I feel like... rua!

Just about to move.

The author has something to say: unlocked information

1. The poem comes from Paul Éluard's "Phoenix". Speaking of Éluard, his wife left with a good friend. Everyone is not familiar with Éluard, but they probably know who this good friend is. Dali, and Eluard's wife is the muse in Dali's paintings.This poem was written by Ai Luya when he was old, and there is an inscription "Phoenix is ​​the pair of lovers, Adam and Eve, the first but not the last pair of lovers."

2. Young Sanming!I can!

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