The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Qingxia Temple often receives royal relatives and relatives, and Su Zhai really lives up to its reputation.The mountain mushrooms simmered in vegetarian broth are so fresh that people can bite off their tongues, and the vegetarian goose made of tofu actually makes people eat fat and lean, crispy, soft and tender.

Song Wei was not polite at all, just ate three bowls of rice with the dishes, then smacked her lips, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and praised her cook to Xuan Qing without hesitation.

He was sitting at the guest table, there were only four people in total: Master Xuanqing, Master Baoying, Dugu Mian and himself.Among them, the two cultivators are quite restrained in their appetite.As for Dugu, in public places, Xianhou's demeanor is displayed there, no matter how delicious the food is, it can mean anything.So almost half of the dishes on the table went into Song Wei's stomach.Changning and Baoying's young disciples stood by, and they were all taken aback by his posture of letting go of his belly and feasting on his food.From the middle of the journey, Dugu Mi has been full-time to pick up vegetables and soup for him, and occasionally walk on his back, lest he choke.

At first, Sun Baoying thought that Song Wei was a friend from the rivers and lakes that Marquis Xian had made abroad.Observe carefully and see that Lord Hou's behavior does not seem to be treating friends. Combined with Song's surname, he can guess which clan he is a descendant of.In the end, after seeing this eating posture, I just felt that neither of them was right, and I really couldn't figure out where this person came from.The reason why he didn't guess in the wrong way was that firstly, the intimacy between the two of them was quite natural, and secondly, it was inferred from common sense that no matter how important a private pet was, it would be impossible for him to be brought to Qingxia Temple to eat at the same table like this.

Fortunately, anyone who saw Song Wei's eating would not feel disgusted, but would only think how this young man is so hungry, this food is really so delicious?He eats intently and intently, and his movements are a little hasty, but not disrespectful.When he ate the dish that fit his mouth, he would open his eyes slightly while chewing, and then slowly close his eyes, with the corners of his mouth raised, showing a satisfied expression, which made people feel that what he ate must be delicious, the best food in the world.Things are eaten by him like this, and it is not in vain to come to this world as food.

The other three people had already put down their chopsticks, because Song Wei hadn't finished eating, so naturally they didn't get up, and they couldn't help smiling while watching him eat.

Song Wei noticed that he was smiling at him, and smiled back with puffed cheeks, without any sign of embarrassment.

After he finished complimenting the cook, Xuan Qing asked about the current situation through the small talk.Seeing that Dugu Mian sat on the side and didn't say anything, and occasionally added words, Xuan Qing knew in his heart that he had no intention of hiding real Baoying.Except that the ambiguous relationship between the two has never been involved, Song Wei's identity and the process of their acquaintance at the beginning revealed a lot during the conversation.Sun Baoying was secretly amazed when he heard this.However, he is a cultivator, he has lived long enough, and he has experienced strange things from the ends of the earth, so he will never look down on Song Wei just because he came from an ordinary background and is still young, but thinks that this son is eclectic and natural Temperament, very rare.

Sun Baoying was originally an old acquaintance after Dugu's. The relationship is not deep, but there is some fate.Because he healed the emperor, he was highly appreciated and trusted.The emperor refused to let him go, and if he really wanted to go, he probably wouldn't be able to keep him.Now staying in Qingxia Temple in the suburbs of Beijing for a long time, those who don't know think it's greed for wealth and honor, but Dugu doesn't think so.Baoying Zhenren once hinted that although the emperor's poison was cured, damage to the dragon's body is inevitable, if it is not properly recuperated, or if there is a combination of emotions and anger, there will be no accidents.Xianhou believes that if it is not related to the common people in the world, it may not be possible to detain this erratic master here.

Strictly speaking, Daoist Baoying is just a Taoist cultivator, famous for his superb medical skills, but his Taoism is not obvious.He has lived in Qingxia Temple for nearly a year, so it can be seen that he still hits off with Xuanqing.During the turmoil in the royal family since last year, Xianhou Duguxian, Minghua Princess Xuanqing, and Master Baoying who appeared halfway, can all be included in the absolutely loyal sphere of influence directly under the emperor.

Besides, Xuan Qing knew enough about Song Wei.As for Sun Baoying, he had enough face in front of the emperor.Therefore, before Dugu Mian entered the city, he had to bring Song Wei to meet the two of them.

Song Wei's mind has always been as lazy as his bones, there is no need for it right now, he simply does not know, and it is impossible to think deeply about the intention behind Dugu Mian's actions.In his view, Master Xuanqing and his disciples are friends who have shared weal and woe. Isn't it natural to drop by a friend's house when passing by?

After exchanging greetings, Song Wei thought about his pigeons, donkeys and horses, greeted him around, accompanied by Qin Xian, went to feed the birds and animals.

Here, Sun Baoying also got up, and led the little apprentice back to his yard to tidy up the herbs picked today.There are some medicines that have very different effects after being exposed to frost and snow. The master and apprentice went to the mountains in winter to find these varieties.

Xuan Qing and Dugu Mian withdrew their seats and changed places, and went into the inner room to have a secret talk.Xuan Qing is an unruly master, and in her own territory, avoiding suspicion is even more of a cloud.The two sides have the same position, and they have been tacitly since then, but in terms of personal relationship, they have only become closer since their trip to southern Xinjiang.After the incident of the emperor's poisoning last year, the relationship has naturally become closer.

Du Guqian talked about what he had seen and heard in Shanghai, and Xuan Qing also talked about the current events in Beijing in recent months, which is to exchange information and exchange information.During the period, Xuan Qing asked Dugu why he left the capital, and seeing that he didn't answer directly, she guessed in her heart that it was some secret mission sent by the emperor, so she naturally changed the subject.

After finishing the business, it is inevitable to gossip.

Master Xuan Qing covered his mouth with a smile and said: "A few days ago there were rumors in Beijing that Marquis Xian would dismiss the pets in the mansion, fearing that he wanted to see through the red dust and join in the cultivation of the Dao, but now it seems that it is a misinformation. The Marquis is clearly preparing a golden house to hide the beauty, Exclusive pet."

After being teased by her like this, Dugu showed a wry smile.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Xuan Qing couldn't help being surprised.Putting away his joking look, he said, "After so long, Xiao Yin is finally willing to go to Beijing with you, isn't it great?"

At the beginning when Shi Cheng broke up, Song Wei left without hesitation, Xiaohou Ye's sword raised dust, and his face turned black all the way back to Beijing, but Xuan Qing could see it clearly.

Dugu Mian stood up suddenly, touched the ground on one knee, and made a big salute.

Xuan Qing was startled: "Master Hou, what are you doing? Hurry up!"

Ordinarily, based on her princess rank, if she were to attend an important occasion as a member of the royal family, Dugu Mian would kneel down and worship her.But at this moment, we are talking in private, and we are also the women's crown, so if you have something to ask, it's enough to bow your hands.Although the etiquette of the Xianxi Dynasty was heavy, human feelings were also strong.Even if a courtier meets the emperor, as long as it is not a formal occasion, it is enough to bend over.

Under Xuan Qing's insistence, Dugu Xian took his seat again, remained silent for a moment, and then solemnly said: "Although Xiao Yin is willing to go to Beijing with me, he is not willing to do so. The Venerable Master must also know that his temperament is actually not suitable..."

Xuan Qing shook his head and laughed: "I think you are a fan of the authorities, and if you care about it, you will be chaotic. If Xiao Yin is really willing to come with you, how can he not be willing to do so? Are you worried that he will suffer in your marquis' mansion? Instead of worrying about this, you should worry about it." He has been provoked, so demolish the inner courtyard of your Marquis Mansion." Xuan Qing naturally knew that there were three oil bottles in the Marquis Xian's mansion, and a concubine who couldn't leave.Thinking about it, he giggled.

Dugu couldn't tell her clearly, so he had to be more serious: "In any case, Xiaoyin will have his identity in the future. If there is anything that bothers the Master, please take care of him. Besides, the relationship between Xiaoyin and me , Master Lao will keep the secret for the time being. Especially...the emperor. When...it's time to say it, I will report it myself. I don't want, I can't, as soon as it comes up, people will misunderstand that Xiaoyin... clings to me. "

Xuan Qing looked at him and frowned slightly.These words are really a bit out of date, inexplicable.After thinking about it, I wondered if it would be possible to find a well-established matchmaker to marry the Ming media?Then how capable are you Xianhou!I also thought that after Dugu's first wife died at a young age, the emperor Jinkou Yuyan bestowed a stepmother, but in the end he couldn't get married.As a result, although the Xianhou Mansion's family status is high, its reputation in marriage is not very good.Now that he has finally achieved a positive result, he is still an ordinary man with no power and influence. If it is spread, it will really not sound good.Poor Song Xiaoyin, I'm afraid she will become the target of public criticism immediately.

Immediately, he became proud, holding the tail of the stag in his hand, and sat upright: "People who practice Taoism value virtue, Lord Hou is too worried."

"Thank you, Master!"

Song Wei rode a horse for a day, ate a full meal, and took care of the four members of the family one by one, and couldn't help yawning.After washing, he got into the quilt and fell asleep.In the middle, I felt two cold hands scrambling for the heat of the quilt, turned over and wrapped myself in a roll, occupying the entire quilt domineeringly, without separating a corner.Dugu Mian was originally deliberately teasing him, looking at the big silkworm chrysalis on the bed, shook his head and smiled, and shook off another quilt.It didn't take long to cover the heat, and stretched out his hand to drag the person over.Sure enough, the little bastard sloughed out of the silkworm chrysalis automatically, and got into his arms, twisting and twisting, with his head on his chest and his butt on his belly, sleeping so beautifully.

I really don't want to suffer at all.Dugu Mian twisted Song Wei's face, took a bite on his pouting mouth, and then closed his eyes around him.In the long overlapping breaths, the fear of wanting to sleep forever tonight emerged again.He knows that this fear is enough to make a good poem, but he cannot face the truth that is coming.

Song Wei woke up early the next morning.Since raising pigeons, he was forced to get rid of the bad habit of sleeping in and added a good habit of sleeping in the cage.Dugu Mian was earlier than him, and had already woken up when he was unconscious.Song Wei knew that he must have gone outside to practice swords.

He ran to the yard, but he didn't see anyone, so he didn't care. He opened the pigeon coop and let Xiao La and Xiao Diu out to let the air out.Probably, the journey was erratic, which affected the menstrual cycle, and the two pigeons never laid eggs along the way.Song Wei worried for a while, seeing that the two of them could eat and fly, she felt that they were still healthy, so she felt relieved.Then I went to the stables to make breakfast for Er Ang and De Da.There are many servants in Qingxiaguan, but Xianhou's courtyard does not use them, but the accompanying guards to take care of trivial matters.A guard helped Song Wei mix the feed, and then he personally delivered it to the donkey and the horse.

Qingxia Temple is built on the mountain, and there is no place where animals can slip.Song Wei tugged at the ears of the donkey and the horse, and said: "It's almost Chinese New Year, I guess I won't be able to stay here for a few days. When you get down the mountain, you two can dance as you like."

Chatting a few words, Qin Xian talked about breakfast, Song Wei ate too much for dinner yesterday, and was not hungry at all.Yawning and shaking his head, he was going to sleep and return to the cage when the pigeon landed.Sitting outside in the cold, and feeling bored in the room, he lifted his legs and walked out of the courtyard.

Because Master Baoying liked to be quiet, he lived in the remotest and highest small courtyard.When Xianhou moved in, he arranged it in a slightly larger courtyard next to it, and the height was naturally higher than most of the houses.

At this time, the rising sun hit the snow slopes and roofs, which was more beautiful than the setting sun yesterday.Yesterday I looked up from below, but now I am in the scene, overlooking from a height, one after another exquisite palace courtyards spread down the mountain, connected by bridges and stairs.Frost and mist filled the vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks, like a fairy mansion.

Song Wei was bored, suddenly turned his head and looked at the side steps, his eyes lit up.This courtyard has obviously been unoccupied for a long time. The front steps were swept by the guards early in the morning, and the side is covered with a thick layer of white snow, smooth and soft, like a large piece of white flour cake, which makes people want to step on and poke a few times pit.Song Wei thought so in her heart, took a few steps forward, raised her foot and stepped on it.There is not much snow in Yuancheng, but it has accumulated for a whole winter, and it is quite considerable. I can't feel the steps when I step on it to the end.Song Wei turned around and ran into the yard, snatching the shovel from the guard who was mixing fodder: "Brother Zhao, lend me a while."

"Hey, Mr. Song?"

The guard surnamed Zhao came out and saw Song Wei going down the slope with a shovel, patting down the snow on the steps.It just so happened that he was a northerner, so he could tell at a glance that Mr. Song was going to play on the snow slide.

"Mr. Song, this shovel is too small, it's troublesome. I'll get someone else to do it for you." Guard Zhao went in, handed over the work of feeding the horses to his colleagues, asked two people to work together, removed a large flat wooden board from the stable, and compacted it. A large sheet of snow.These few are not very old, and they are familiar with Song Wei again, and they are the most able to play together, laughing and joking.

To be able to serve as a personal guard under Xianhou is to be a cautious and reliable master.It's just that after running around for several months, I can't help but feel a little slack when I get to the door.What's more, Qingxia Temple is a royal area, so the safety factor is very high, so there is no need to tense your nerves.It just so happens that there are no other residents here, and he is honored as the Marquis of Xian on the surface.How far Hou Ye pampered Mr. Song along the way, these people saw it in their eyes and kept it in their hearts, playing with him in the snow was really nothing.

The steps go all the way down, which is a viewing platform, which is just a buffer.Considering Mr. Song's low skill, the guards built a snow mountain at the railing on the outer side of the platform.

Song Weile was devastated, her eyes were narrowed into slits, she was gearing up, just waiting to go into battle.

Zhao Wei wants to be a pioneer, but Song Wei firmly refuses.This is the first time to try skating, so I have to keep everything to myself.The guards knew that he was a noble man, so they simply called out a few more, and stood one on each side at a distance, so as to be comprehensive.

Song Wei rubbed her nose: "You guys are too polite."

Maybe the mood was too excited, and if one didn't pay attention, the butt fell to the ground and slipped down.

"a ha ha ha……"

He was agile, calmed down after a moment of panic, yelled and laughed, and twisted his buttocks to adjust the direction as he slipped out.Seeing that he had slipped to the platform, he stood up with a kick of his legs, and rushed straight to the snow mountain, and his whole body was embedded in it.Then he shook his head and broke free, looking at the human form he pressed out with great joy.

Song Weile scrambled back: "Brother Zhao, come on, let's compete! Whoever is faster wins, and the loser goes to the mountains to hunt wild game to eat!"

Zhao Shiwei wanted to say: Hunting is forbidden on Qingxia Watching Lion and Tiger Mountain.

Not being wary of being pulled by Song Wei, it slid down with a "ch—" and caused a burst of laughter.

Everyone was in high spirits, they were competing in shifts, and the laughter almost broke through the sky.

In the small courtyard next to it, Sun Baoying, his master and apprentice, stood at the door. The little disciple watched the slide competition here, his eyes were straight.

Xuan Qing in the main hall in front was doing morning class, when she heard movement from far behind, she felt helpless, and secretly thought that this pile of evil must be blown away tomorrow.

Dugu Mian was practicing his sword on the cliff, stopped to take a look, ignored him, and practiced his sword.After a while, he became restless and walked down with the sword in hand, thinking about how to deal with these itchy guys.