The Concubine of the Red Chamber is a little flower essence

This year in May.

Six cyclones have accumulated in Xiaohuajing's dantian, surrounding the purple jade beads like spirits.

Like a purple stamen flower.

Xiaohuajing was very happy.

She found that after the sixth cyclone was formed, the meridians widened by themselves.

The spiritual power stored in her body has doubled compared to before.

This shows that she has entered the late stage of spiritual energy accumulation.

When Xiaohuajing was the sweet-scented osmanthus fairy, she didn't have these level barriers.

When she practiced at that time, there was only one word: practice!

Now that you are a human being, you have barriers, restrictions, and levels.

If the aura she absorbed could not be refined, it would redistribute into nature.

When you are a flower essence, you don't need to worry about these.

Tree essence practice, you can swallow dates wholeheartedly, anyway, absorb a single word.

Trees are originally to absorb nutrients from the sky and the earth.

The main pole can absorb spiritual energy, and branches, leaves, and roots are all containers for storage.

The capacity is huge.

The aura of Fenghuang Mountain is very strong, and if it can't be refined and dissipated, it doesn't feel bad, the aura can be picked up easily.

Not now.

The aura she absorbed from the spirit jade dissipated and disappeared.

The amount of aura in this world is really lacking.

In May, the Taoist temple was completed.

Jia Daishante was in the Taoist temple, and gave Xiao Huajing three residences for her to live in, study and practice.

In this way, Xiaohuajing is no longer afraid of being disturbed.

There is a well in the backyard of the Taoist temple, which contains spiritual energy.

Xiaohuajing prefers to absorb the wood-type aura from the lotus lake, so the water well was included in Jia Daishan's practice room.

But Jia Daishan, because he couldn't sense the aura, had to follow his granddaughter's suggestion, and carry and refine the aura in the eight meridians.

One day, while he was meditating, he suddenly saw some colorful aura particles appearing in the air.

It's a pity that he can't inhale these particles with his mouth, let alone with his skin and hair.

He reached out to grab it anxiously, but he woke up.

The aura also dissipated.

He was so annoyed that he jumped in anger.

Jia Daishan ran over angrily and told his granddaughter about his regrets.

But Xiao Huajing was very happy: "From invisible to visible, this is a big progress.

This shows that you have roots, you can practice, grandfather, keep working hard. "

Jia Daishan smiled like a child: Yes, this is a milestone in progress.

The grandparents and grandchildren were happy when they suddenly heard four crisp beeps from the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Huajing didn't know the meaning of the four sounds of the bamboo board: "Grandfather, why are you knocking on the clock during the day?"

Jia Daishan stroked the little flower essence: "It's not a knock, someone died in a relative's family.

Knock is three times, this is the mourning board, four times. "

After a cup of tea, Mother Jia sent people up the mountain to report: "The old man of the Zhang family died ten days ago. The news came from the post station. The person who reported the letter was Zhang Fu, the old housekeeper of the Zhang family."

Jia Daishan then asked: "Can Zhang Fu tell you about the specific situation? Where is the funeral held, and can the spirit be allowed to return home?"

Mr. Zhang was implicated by the prince. When he was alive, His Majesty gritted his teeth with hatred.

At the beginning, Jia Daishan only reported the news of Mr. Zhang's illness, so His Majesty no longer bestowed blessings on behalf of the Rong Mansion.

Now that the person is dead, I don't know if His Majesty's resentment has disappeared.

Jia Daishan is at home, and the only connection with the emperor is the secret book.

Now that the secret box has been taken back by the Holy Majesty, the only way to receive advice is blocked.

There is no way for him to talk now, and he doesn't want to talk anymore.

As the saying goes, where the green hills do not bury the bones!

Mr. Zhang's merits and demerits are not conclusive conclusions that Emperor Jiahe can make.

His son didn't live up to expectations, and beating his master was considered a fart.

At noon, Jia Amnesty went up to the mountain to pay his respects.

Jia Daishan ordered Jia Amnesty: "Regardless of whether Your Majesty is allowed to help the spirit return home, we will send people to the funeral.

You can't be idle in the Yamen, let Jin Da take people to escort Zhang Shi and Hu'er to Mobei.

If you have enough silver, tell your mother to prepare five thousand libations. "

Although the Zhang family didn't confiscate their home, they were not originally a wealthy family.

The family relies on salary and shop to live.

Now the salary is gone, the shop has been closed, and the situation is stretched.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zhang went up the mountain and kowtowed to her father-in-law.

She knew that her father-in-law, Qingxiu, did not enter the Taoist temple, and only kowtowed three times at the entrance of the Taoist temple and left.

Jia Hu is eight years old.

He was enlightened at the age of four, moving, sitting and lying down, he already has the demeanor of everyone.

The eldest grandson's trip represents the dignity of Rongfu.

The Rong Mansion not only dispatched two butlers, but also twelve scouts and 24 healthy servants and healthy women.

Escorting Jia Hu's mother and son all the way to accompany the capital.

Not only that, Jia Daishan also sent a private letter to the accompanying general through the post station, entrusting them to take care of his eldest grandson.

One day after Jia Hu's mother and son left Beijing.

Emperor Jiahe suddenly sent a shadow guard to return Jia Daishan's secret box.

The shadow guard told Jia Daishan that Emperor Jiahe had allowed the Zhang family to help the spirit to return home.

Jia Daishan sneered at Emperor Jiahe, he just likes to make trouble.

Insist on forcing people to express their views first.

Now the Rong Mansion has an attitude, and the grandson and daughter have gone to the funeral.

As an emperor, dare to punish crimes?

The Great Moon Dynasty ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety.

Emperor Jiahe condemned his dutiful son to slap his mouth alive.

Counting back and forth like this all year round, I don't feel too tired to panic.

Mr. Zhang is less than 50 years old this year, just 48.

It was all dragged down by the royal family.

If His Majesty hadn't insisted on letting him be the prince's master, Mr. Zhang would still be serving the Imperial Academy Jijiu in peace and contentment.

Mr. Zhang is the civil service path that Jia Daishan found for Jia Hu.

Now it was broken by His Majesty.

However, His Majesty is planning to help the Zhang family back home.

Presumably, the return of the two sons of the Zhang family will soon be on their way.

The two uncles of the Zhang family are amazing.

Mr. Zhang was a Jinshi, and Mr. Zhang Er was also from Juren.

If the prince hadn't rebelled against him, he would have been a Jinshi.

Jia Hu had two uncles, and one uncle pointed out that the road to imperial examinations in the future should be twice the result with half the effort.

Don't think that there are cheats only for practicing martial arts, and there are also cheats for people who study imperial examinations.

Mr. Zhang is dead, so many people hurt him.

Jia Daishan meditated behind closed doors for two days.

As a relative, as a colleague and friend, Jia Daishan thinks that he has done enough.

Jia Daishan turned around and devoted himself to the practice again.

It's a pity that his inspiration for touching the spiritual energy was short-lived.

After more than two months, there was no progress at all.

Xiaohuajing's cultivation was smooth and unimpeded, there were already seven cyclones in her dantian.

When Xiaohua refined to seven cyclones, Niwan Palace suddenly trembled.

She gave birth to consciousness.

Divine consciousness and primordial spirit are two different things.

Spiritual consciousness is a pair of clairvoyance that people have outside the physical eyes.

To say it is clairvoyance is a bit of an exaggeration.

Today's Xiaohuajingren sits at home, and his spiritual consciousness can cover the range of a hundred steps around Rongfu.

This is just the beginning, with the improvement of Xiaohua's cultivation, it can reach a radius of one or two miles.

That is to say, there is nothing to hide from the enemy thousands of steps away.

At the same time, Xiao Huajing discovered that after her grandfather fell ill, the dissipated luck gradually recovered a lot.

When she was reincarnated in the first place, the coercion of heaven like maggots attached to the bones disappeared immediately.

Now, she has given birth to divine consciousness, and she has considerable luck in the world.

Above Rongfu's head, a green energy visible to the naked eye rushed straight to the sky.

This proves that Rong Mansion's luck has not been broken.

Xiao Huajing rubbed her neck and smiled wickedly: As long as she hides in the Rong Mansion, even if she revives her body, she will put the osmanthus tree body in Rong Mansion.

Lei Ting also had nothing to do with her.

The way of heaven destroys the people it protects, isn't it a slap in the face!

Above the way of heaven is the Jade Emperor!

If the gods made mistakes, they should also be relegated to their positions.

Hum hum!

If her grandfather hadn't come to discuss with her how to capture spiritual energy, she would still have been giggling for a long time.

The days passed by like water while the grandparents and grandchildren were practicing happily.

August [-]th, the festival of the world.

The female relatives of the two prefectures gathered in Qinfang Garden to worship the moon god.

Jia Min, a talented girl from Rongfu, wrote a Fu on the Moon God.

Jia Min was wearing a rose-red Yuehua dress and a high flying fairy bun.

The body is slim and graceful.

Recite the Fu of the Moon God under the moon.

Under the moonlight, her clothes fluttered, as if she would fly away to the moon at any moment.

Fairies in the fairy world are nothing more than this.

Xiao Huajing's eyes were full of admiration: "The fourth aunt is so beautiful!"

Mrs. Wang was not afraid that Yuan Chun's voice would spoil the atmosphere, but she didn't like her praising others, so she reached out and poked Xiao Huajing: "Shut up."

Xiao Huajing was originally standing in the front row next to Jia Mu.

Wang stood behind her.

As soon as she poked it, Mother Jia knew it.

She remained calm, and pulled the little flower essence into her arms to protect it.

Mrs. Wang felt ashamed, not knowing whether to be happy or angry.

Afterwards, Mother Jia held the little flower essence and did not let go.

Jia's mother, Jia Min's little flower essence, and Jia Zhu and Jia Lian's table to watch the moon.

Eating moon cakes, smelling the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and tasting sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Jia's mother and Jia Min competed to feed Xiao Huajing with good things.

The little flower reciprocated, and the spiritual power sprang out from the fingers secretly, guiding the scent of osmanthus flowers in the courtyard to blow the Buddha on the Qinfang Terrace.

A mountain stream under Qinfangtai flows into Lianhu Lake through Qinfangtai.

Here you can enjoy the moon and the scenery.

The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus is wrapped in spiritual power, and when it blows on the face, it immediately makes people feel pleasing and refreshing.

Jia Mu was very happy: "This autumn wind is also considerate!"

Jia Jing's wife, Mrs. Yang, hurriedly echoed: "It's not Qiufeng who understands people, it's because Auntie has insight.

The location of Qinfang Terrace is really good, with a stream on one side and a lotus lake on the other, with flowers and trees beside the lake.

We are all in the light of our aunt.

In the two houses, there are only four younger sisters who have learned from my aunt.We can't do it. "

When Jiamu heard the words, she laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, she raised her wine glass: "Look at your mouth, I can smell sweetness, let's touch one, I also have a sweet mouth."

Jia Min's little flower spirit also scrambled to clink glasses with Yang.

Wang's face was dark and silent.

Xiao Huajing is really worried for her mother.

What a great opportunity.

With a smile, my mother eased the relationship with everyone.

Xiao Huajing has been favored by her, so she can only protect her.

She ejected a burst of spiritual power, and Wang's hand was raised.

Xiao Huajing hurriedly said: "Aunt Jing, my mother also wants to meet you, is she waiting for you?"

Yang Shi is such a clever person, he smiled when he heard the words: "Blame me, I drank too much today, my eyes are blurred, second brother and sister, don't take offense."

Wang was taken aback: She didn't mean that?

But Xiao Huajing was busy describing it: "Mother would not blame Aunt Jing, Mother often talked about it, saying that when she was in Jinling, Auntie took good care of her."